Druid's Country Retirement

Chapter 389 Marriage
In the morning, I took the earliest five o'clock flight and took another six hours of driving back to the village from the provincial capital.

The journey was dusty and non-stop.

It would be a lie to say that I am not tired.

The first thing he did when he got home was take a shower to wash away his fatigue and irritability. Li Hongbing felt relaxed and comfortable at home.

As the old saying goes, dumplings are on the bus and noodles are off.

In the kitchen, Shan Xing made a pot of noodles with chili sauce, pickled leeks, and pickles. Li Hongbing ate it heartily, and the delicacies from the mountains and seas were not as good as a bowl of noodles at home.

After dinner, Li Hongbing remembered the gift left at the door and shouted.

"Silly boy, go get the gift from the door."

After saying that, I thought about it, the silly boy was already gone!

It is inconvenient to have less able laborers at home.

Li Hongbing curled his lips, and slowly walked towards the courtyard gate with his hands behind his back as usual.

The gift bag was messed up by Anna, and many candies and dried fruits were taken away.

soy Mujer.

I don’t know how to help with any work.

Li Hongbing knelt down to pack away the gifts when he suddenly heard the sound of chaotic footsteps behind him.

Looking back, my heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Xiucai and Shuisheng came over with filial piety cloth wrapped around their heads and sad faces.

Someone left in the village?

Why didn’t you listen to Hongqi just now?

It looks like she is Sister-in-law Chunlan.

I can't!

A few days ago, I saw that Sister-in-law Chunlan was very angry and did not look like she had left early. Could it be that something happened in the past few days.

When Xiucai and Shuisheng approached and were several meters apart, they knelt down and kowtowed.

According to the rules in the forest, if someone in the family passes away, a filial son must go door-to-door to announce the death and kneel down to pay his respects.

Hey!
If I had known to come back early, otherwise this wouldn't have happened.

Feeling guilty, Li Hongbing stepped forward to help Shui Sheng and Xiu Cai, "My condolences and acceptance. People cannot be resurrected. If you want help, just ask."

"!!!"

Shuisheng and Xiucai, father and son, looked straight at Uncle Hong Bing with constipated faces, muttering secretly in their hearts.

You said both of us.

What do we say?
The scholar choked out a sentence, "Brother Hongbing, don't be too sad. Uncle Guoqing is a good man. If you think about it, this can be considered a joy or a loss."

Snapped!
He slapped the scholar on the head. It hurt so much that he held his head, bared his teeth and screamed that it hurt.

Li Hongbing said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are the one who killed me."

After finishing speaking, Shui Sheng, the scholar's father, was standing beside him.

Quickly remedy.

"Shui Sheng is not talking about you. What do you two mean? I just came back and you did this to deliberately disgust me!"

You are obviously talking about me!
Shuisheng silently complained in his heart and sighed, "Uncle Hongbing, everyone in the village knows that Lord Guoqing is gone. When Xiucai and I heard about it, we put on our mourning and rushed over to see if we could help?"

Li Hongbing suddenly became angry. Your father had just left, but someone in the village dared to make up gossip about his own family.

Is it because I can’t hold the knife anymore, or are you drifting away!

"Maler Gobi, who are you spreading rumors? My father is alive and well. He just ate two big pig's trotters. Where is he gone?"

what!
The scholar didn't cover his head and cried out that it hurt, Shuisheng also opened his eyes wide.

"Listen to Jianjun."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Jianjun, Tiezhu, and Xiu'e's wife, trotting along with Xiao, hurriedly arrived at the old home without waiting to speak.

Li Hongbing said directly, "My father is not gone. He is living well. Jianjun, why do you say my father is gone?"

Jianjun's innocent eyes widened, "I heard what Uncle Defa said."

Li Defa's family of four wore sackcloth and mourning, "I heard what Chunsheng said."

Chunsheng said, "I heard what Wang Dalai said."

Wang Dalai said, "I heard what Sanqing said."

Li Sanqing, "Widow Liu shouted."

Widow Liu, "It's called Gaihua."

Wang Gaihua, "."

The father, who was hiding in the house and afraid to see anyone, learned that there were rumors in his village that he had left. He immediately stood at the gate in anger and cursed.

All he had was two kitchen knives in his hands.

I vowed to fight to the death with the rumormongers.

My mother ran back from the vegetable field in a hurry and saw my father jumping around. After a false alarm, she grabbed my father by the ears and carried him back to the old house, so as not to be embarrassed at his age.

Li Hongbing continued to search for the source of the rumors.

After turning a large circle, the final target was locked on Li Hongqi.

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes.

Li Hongqi curled up his neck and looked timidly at Li Hongbing.

"Brother, it was you who said at the entrance of the village that Master Guoqing had a heart attack!"

I?
Have you said that?
I seem to have said it before, but I can't admit it. Angry words don't count.

Li Hongbing could not admit it even if he was beaten to death.

"I never said that. You must have heard wrong. How can I curse my father to leave?"

Snapped!
Fu Sheng turned around and slapped Hong Qi, "You dare to spread nonsense about anything. I will smash your bad mouth when I get home."

"I" Li Hongqi wanted to argue, but Brother Hongbing refused to admit it. Now that the yellow mud is falling down his crotch, it is either shit or shit.

"Forget it, forget it, Hongqi also has good intentions." Li Hongbing tried to persuade him, and finally saved Li Hongqi's life.

Although it was a false alarm, everyone was sincerely here to help.

It's unreasonable not to invite you in for a glass of water.

Li Hongbing enthusiastically greeted everyone to come in, but most of the villagers declined politely. It was not appropriate to wear hemp and mourn before entering!

So on the pretext that there were a lot of things to do at home, they each chatted for a few words and left.

Chunsheng, Jianjun, Dakui, Uncle Yandai and some people who were close to him stayed behind.

Greeted into the courtyard.

We took out the souvenirs we brought back from the seaside and sat under the old oak tree to chat.

I've been away for more than half a month.

Chunsheng and Jianjun did a good job. They were a little uncomfortable at first, but with the help of Lao Ou and the two brothers-in-law, they gradually got on track.

Everyone praised the performance of these two people, and they also approved of their work and speech.

This is good news for Li Hongbing.

If they behave well, they can get rid of the tedious chores in the village and continue to live a happy life as a business owner.

He immediately gave them all kinds of praise without hesitation and asked them to continue working and receive a big red envelope at the end of the year.

When it was the turn of asking the villagers about their income, the smiles on everyone's faces almost overflowed from their faces.

"Uncle Hong Bing, you're making so much money. I've earned this amount in just this half month." Dakui held out three fingers.

"3000?" Li Hongbing raised his eyebrows.

nice!
Earning 3000 yuan in half a month is much better than farming.

"It's 3!" Dakui grinned.

What!
If it’s 3000, I still believe it. If you earn 3 in half a month, how about picking up the money?
Li Hongbing looked unconvinced.

Everyone grinned.

"Uncle Red Soldier, it's true. Da Kui leads his team into the mountains every day and can earn one or two thousand dollars in one trip. People in the city are really rich. They will buy wild walnuts if they fall on the ground. It's so generous to give money. If you come across medicinal materials, , everyone rushed to pay for it." Shuisheng explained to Dakui with a smile, and finally talked about his own achievements.

"I can't compare with Da Kui. Tourists really like the bamboo stools and chairs I make. I won't bargain for 50 yuan for a chair. I plan to recruit a few apprentices."

Tie Zhu was a stonemason. He smiled honestly and said, "I'm back to my old trade. Making small stone mills and mortars is not worth much."

"Fart, it's worthless? You sell a stone mill for 600 yuan, and a mortar for 100 yuan. If we don't know, your Xiu'e can't finish the list until the end of the year."

Fu Sheng unceremoniously opened up the old iron pillar, and the women sitting under the eaves and eavesdropping laughed and teased each other.

Tie Zhu also retorted to expose Fu Sheng's background.

"You have the nerve to tell me that apart from Uncle Hong Bing's family, your family raises the most livestock in the village. Since the restaurant opened in the village, your family has never stopped selling meat."

Others also talked about what happened these days, and everyone said it was like a dream, and it felt like the money they earned had been spent in vain for the first half of their lives.

Of course, without Uncle Red Soldier, everyone would still have their backs turned to the sky and dig in the fields to eat.

"Red Soldier, I have something to discuss with you." Uncle Tobacco Put away the pipe rod, with a troubled expression on his face covered with deep lines.

"Uncle, tell me if you have anything to say!" Li Hongbing handed over the tea jar on the stone table.

After taking the teapot, Uncle Tobacco took a long sip and mustered up his courage, "I...my incompetent apprentices are back and want to prop up the blacksmith shop."

"This is a good thing!" Li Hongbing said with a smile, "You are also an old craftsman. Our village just needs you to keep shining and let the city people see what blacksmithing is."

After saying that, he looked at the other old people.

"The elders all have good skills. If you want to open a stall, I welcome them. If you don't have enough money, you can go to the village committee to pick it up. You can make up for it later when you make money."

"As the old saying goes, there are all kinds of crafts in the countryside. Shuisheng is the carpenter, the iron pillar mason, the Laogen bricklayer, and the tobacco uncle blacksmith. We only have a few. I plan to gather all the craftsmen in the village to open the eyes of the city people. "

"Anyone among you older generation who has skills can be hired. The village can help you get paid, or you can start your own stall."

“When the time comes, the whole village will be filled with craftsmen, and then it will be truly called a rural area.”

After hearing what Li Hongbing said, the villagers under the old oak tree were shocked.

Artisans of all kinds.

Can we really gather all the skills now?

"Red Soldier, if you say so, my tofu maker can go out." Uncle Liang's face was red.

The shaved uncle also looked forward to it, "Is it possible to shave your head in the city now?"

"Okay, it's all okay." Li Hongbing waved his hand and said casually, but he felt that this matter was quite interesting. He turned to look at Chunsheng, "Tomorrow, call each village and ask if there are any old craftsmen left. Just say that Caogou Village wants them all."

Chunsheng nodded quickly in agreement.

"Red Soldier, we old guys are all going to set up a stall, what are you going to do with your vegetable patch?"

Uncle Yandai asked coquettishly,
In the morning in the vegetable field, the old guys who had not blushed for decades almost got into an argument.

This was done in an unethical manner. The Red Soldiers were kind enough to take in a group of old guys like them, and they would do whatever they said. From now on, the people in the village would still stab them in the back behind their backs and call them all white-eyed wolves.

Li Hongbing waved his hand indifferently.

"It's okay. A living person can still be suffocated to death by peeing. They are all paid. I can hire people from other villages."

"That's good, that's good." Uncle Yandai and some of the old people who started the stall breathed a sigh of relief.

Across the kitchen, the old lady put on an apron and shouted.

"Are you done? I'll start the banquet after you finish."

Li Hongbing stood up and invited everyone to sit down and drink, which was also considered as a way to welcome him.

Two Eight Immortals tables are placed in the center of the rice field.

There is less time at noon, so there is not so much emphasis on eating.

The pork belly is cooked and cut into a large plate, with a bowl of dipping sauce, a pot of fried cowpeas with fatty meat, a pot of roasted pork with potatoes, a pot of vermicelli and cabbage soup, a plate of red persimmon soup, and a basket of cucumbers.

As soon as they sat down at the banquet, they found that Uncle Guoqing was not there. Everyone stood up like Huo Shaoyu.

Dad is the oldest in the village.

Whether it's a family banquet or a banquet, if Dad doesn't sit down, other people won't dare to sit down.

"Hey, where is the National Day Master?" the confused uncle in his 60s asked, taking a plate of food from my mother's hand.

I greeted you with a smile.

"Don't worry about him. He thinks it's embarrassing to show his face. You can just eat and drink."

Everyone understands.

The person is still alive, and the whole village is wearing sackcloth and mourning. It really doesn't sound good to tell people.

"Everyone, please sit down. I guess dad won't dare to show his face these days."

Thinking of his father's angry face, Li Hongbing secretly snickered, "I asked you to lie to me about my heart attack. This time we are even."

After having enough wine and food, Li Hongbing sent the villagers out of the hospital.

Return to the rice field.

I saw my father actually leaving the house and sitting side by side with my mother with a straight face.

Shan Xing sat in front of the two elders, with an empty chair next to him.

This requires a joint trial in the second court!

Li Hongbing rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and was about to run away, when his mother's suppressed angry voice sounded behind him.

"If you dare to run away, I will take Shanxing back to the city this afternoon."

My mother!
This move really hit my son's artery.

Li Hongbing turned around, walked to Shan Xing and sat down beside him, giving Shan Xing a reassuring look.

"What's the date today?" I asked.

Li Hongbing didn't know why, "What happened on the 22nd?"

"You still know the 22nd, so let me ask you, what day is the 28th? If I let you fool around, I'll slap you to death, you little bastard."

Seeing that her youngest son still looked like he was not stingy, the angry mother took off her shoes, held Li Hongbing down in her hand, and slapped him.

"Ah, it hurts. Don't slap me in the face. Old Li, please take care of your wife."

You can't hide, you can't run, you can't even fight back.

Li Hongbing could only hold his head and ask for help.

Dad sat in the chair holding the tea cup like a god, with the attitude of not listening to what was going on outside the window and only drinking Longjing tea.

Tube?
Believe it or not, whenever I open my mouth and say a word, I will immediately get slapped on the sole of my shoe.

When disaster strikes, let's fly together and save our own lives!
Shan Xing, who was sitting next to him, wanted to help, but when he was in the kitchen, he was given eye drops in advance.

After I vented my anger, I was so tired that I pointed my shoe at Li Hongbing's nose.

"There were a lot of people just now, so I'll save you some face. Let me ask you again, when is the 28th?"

"I remember the day when I got married to Xing'er." Li Hongbing replied pitifully with a shoe sole mark on his face.

The old woman raised her shoes again.

"You still know it's the wedding day, and you still run out even though you know you're getting married. You've bought all the wedding stuff and ordered the banquet?"

"I made an agreement with Xing'er that the wedding doesn't need to be a big event. It's enough for the family to get together and have a meal together."

Li Hongbing calmly told the result of his discussion with Shan Xing.

"It doesn't matter that you are a second-married man. Shan Xing is a young girl. It's your blessing to be with you. What do you mean by having a simple meal? Shan Xing wants to come in through the gate of Lao Li's house in style. There is no one in her family. You and I Her father is her mother’s father.”

After yelling at her little son, the mother put down her shoes and put them on again. She turned around and saw the tired look on her father's face, and the suppressed anger surged up again.

"Li Guoqing, you are a dead man. You will be treated like a stone wherever you sit."

The father quickly showed a flattering smile and looked at his youngest son, "Your mother is right!"

"!!!"

Gone!

I'm trembling with anger. The old ones don't look like the old ones, and the young ones don't look like the young ones. It's a good thing that I'm in charge of this family, otherwise everyone would have to suffer from the northwest wind.

"I hope your father and I won't be able to celebrate the Chinese New Year. You two should leave this matter alone. Shan Xing and I will take care of it. Xing'er, you and San'er should stop messing around at night these days. Come with me during the day. Your sisters will come back in two days." "

"Ok!"

Shan Xing's shy face was stained with a faint blush, she lowered her head and responded with a mosquito-like voice.

(End of this chapter)