Druid's Country Retirement

"Mayor, why are you here!" Zhao Qianjin hurriedly stepped forward, cursing in his heart who was the unlucky one, and ran to Li Huaizhong to file a complaint.

I heard the word mayor.

The old man and the old lady immediately fell silent. As farmers with their backs turned to the sky, the biggest official they had ever seen was the village chief.

Li Huazhong did not look at the person lying on the ground, but looked at Li Hongbing with slightly excited eyes.

"How are the arrangements for Uncle Luo to go to Qinglong Mountain?"

Li Hongbing spread his hands and let out a long sigh, "No, the Luo family won't let her bury her. They said she would be buried in the ancestral cemetery and they would have to divide the gift money, house and land."

What?

Li Huazhong's ears twitched and he looked at Zhao Qianjin with angry eyes.

The tea has gone cold before the damn person has even been buried!

You, the village chief, don’t want to do this anymore, do you?

"Mayor, it has nothing to do with me. It was a decision made within the Luo family. I personally am firmly opposed to it." Zhao Qianjin immediately dumped the blame on the Luo family. He had weak shoulders and could not bear it.

Li Huaizhong came from the countryside and had been the village chief for half his life, so he naturally knew what was going on.

This situation cannot be said to be common in rural areas, but it does happen occasionally.

In particular, there are relatively more villages with a common surname.

Uncle Luo, to put it harshly, is a five-guaranteed household with no labor force and no source of income. Although everyone knows that he has lived a small life, he cannot receive living allowances without formal registration.

But in terms of daily life, the Luo family helps take care of them a lot. According to unwritten customs, after the five-guarantee household leaves, the house, property, and land belong to the Luo family, and there are no big problems.

If Li Huaizhong didn't bother to take care of other people, but Uncle Luo was involved, he had to take care of it, otherwise he wouldn't have come over in the middle of the night, and sleeping in the house wouldn't be good.

"Nonsense!!"

An undisguised roar came from Li Huaizhong's mouth.

Everyone in the room was startled, and even Li Hongbing looked at Li Huaizhong in surprise.

"Liu Bo."

"Here!" Liu Bo hurriedly walked out of the crowd.

Li Huaizhong raised his finger and pointed at the elders of the Luo family in the room, "What's the crime of disrupting the funeral of a martyr?"

Ah!

Liu Bo suddenly looked confused.

Disrupting the funeral of a martyr has never happened before. How can I be convicted?

But seeing the mayor’s serious expression, coupled with the news he just received.

His mind turned around and he said immediately.

“According to Article 65 of the Public Security Administration Punishment Law, if the circumstances are serious, the person may be detained for not less than 10 days but not more than 15 days.”

The Luo family was instantly in an uproar inside and outside the house.

Isn't it just to discuss Uncle Luo's death? In rural areas, this kind of thing doesn't just involve arguing first, then making trouble, and finally discussing it.

Why is it breaking the law?

"Then what are you waiting for? Cuff them all and take them back to town." Li Huaizhong said smoothly.

Sun Bo was in trouble.

I just wanted to scare him, but the mayor still took it seriously.

I didn't even take handcuffs with me when I went out. How could I handcuff so many people back?

Thinking of this, he quickly winked at Zhao Qianjin, indicating that it was almost your turn to speak.

Anyone who can be the village chief belongs to a fox.

As soon as there was a hint, Zhao Qianjin immediately understood and came out with an apology on his face.

"Mayor Li, it was my fault at work that I failed to mediate the conflicts between the Luo family. You see, it is still the funeral for Uncle Luo. The elders of the Luo family will have to keep a vigil for Uncle Luo in the middle of the night. If the elders of the Luo family are arrested, the agenda will be messed up. .”

"And they already know the mistake. I think it's better to make the big thing smaller and make it smaller."

"Isn't that right, Second Master?"

Hearing Zhao Qianjin's peace, the faces of the elders in the house showed bitterness.

According to seniority, the people in the room were several generations older than Luo Mazi. How could any elder keep vigil for the younger generation without being laughed to death by others.

But if you don't agree, if you are really arrested and detained, your life records will be left on the family tree in the future.

Could it be that in a certain month of a certain year, he was detained for ten days for disrupting a funeral?

This is not okay. You can't live in old age without losing face. In the future, future generations will be criticized.

"We." The wrinkles on Mr. Luo's face were twisted together, and his mouth was filled with a bitter taste, as if he had lost all energy. "We are willing to keep Mazi's body alive and bury her in Qinglong Mountain. The Luo family will not touch the house or land. "

The old lady lost her acrimony and stood aside, sullen and afraid to say a word.

Others dared not say anything.

I can't get much of the house, gift money, and land. Being detained for such a small profit is really not worth it.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Zhao Qianjin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, these old guys were very discerning. If they really persisted, it would not end well for him.

Li Huaizhong nodded, slapped him, and gave him red dates. After all, Uncle Luo was still a member of the Luo family, and the Luo family would also participate in the subsequent funeral. A stalemate would not be good for anyone, so he told the news he had just received.

"Let me tell you something, that is great news for your Luo family."

"I just received a notice that Uncle Luo will have a funeral the day after tomorrow, and the big boss in the provincial capital will come to see Uncle Luo off in person."

What!

The big boss in the provincial capital?

Who is that person? He personally performed the ceremony for his uncle.

The Luo family members inside and outside the house looked confused.

For these people who have stayed in the countryside all their lives, the farthest place they have ever been is Dongfeng City. A large part of them have never even been to Dongfeng City. They can only walk a few times in Songbai Town. The provincial capital is too much for them. distant.

"Really?" Zhao Qianjin widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

"I can still lie to you. The city just called me, and people from the city will come tomorrow. Go ahead, you must arrange things well these two days, and you must not make any trouble." At this point, Li Huaizhong looked unkind. He looked at the elders of the Luo family and said, "If someone causes trouble, kill them immediately. If there are not enough manpower, I will transfer people from the town or other villages."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qianjin said impatiently, as if he had been given a shot of blood.

"Don't worry, no one will cause trouble. If anyone dares to cause trouble, I will demolish his ancestral hall."

What he said was as good as naming the Luo family directly.

Because there are two ancestral halls in Shilipu, one for the Luo family and the other for the Zhao family.

After receiving the promise, Li Huaizhong was relieved, and the remaining five points had to wait until someone from the city came to make plans tomorrow.

"Okay, thank you for working overtime. If you have any questions, tell me as soon as possible. We will go back to the village committee to make arrangements for tomorrow."

"Red Soldier, do you want to come back to the village committee with me?"

Li Hongbing smiled and waved his hand, "I'm not going. The agenda of sending Uncle Mazi to Qinglong Mountain has not yet been decided. I will have a chat with other village chiefs later."

"Yes, the matter of going to Qinglong Mountain is important. Sun Bo will give his full assistance and stay with the Red Soldiers."

After that, Li Huaizhong left in a hurry with the town's heads.

Wait for the people from the town to leave.

Zhao Qianjin walked around the room excitedly, muttering to himself.

The Luo family still looked confused.

Things got to the point where they couldn't understand it at all.

Li Hongbing pulled Sun Bo to Luo Long's side, and the three of them stood in the corner and whispered.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Mr. Luo asked shamelessly.

"Then, let's move forward! What happened?"

What's going on!

Zhao Qianjin looked at Second Master Luo's old face and said with envy, "Second Master, your Luo family has a long face this time. Green smoke is rising from the Luo family's ancestral hall." Green smoke is rising from the ancestral hall.

Are you watching a few of us old guys keeping a wake for Mazi?

You are burying people in this weird way!

Mr. Luo looked ugly.

"Go ahead and talk nicely. Isn't that what the big boss of the old Zhao family did back then?"

I heard that Mr. Luo wanted to settle an old score.

Zhao Qianjin said quickly, "Second Master, you misunderstood. Your Luo family is really embarrassed this time. I just didn't hear the mayor say that the big boss of the provincial capital is coming to Shilipu to see Uncle Luo off in person."

A big leader in the provincial capital?

How big!

Bigger than the mayor?

Second Master Luo still looked like he didn't understand, and so did the other elders of the Luo family.

Zhao Qianjin didn't know how to explain it. The second Mr. Luo in front of him was over eighty years old. He had faced the loess and turned his back to the sky all his life. He could talk to him about farming in a clear and logical way, but when it came to talking about the outside world, the more he talked about it, the worse it became. Can't understand.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred.

"Second Master, do you know the governor?"

Governor?

Then you must know it!

An official bigger than the county magistrate.

Mr. Luo nodded, his face changed drastically the next moment, his crutches fell from his hands and fell to the ground.

"Come on, it must be either the big boss or the governor!"

Zhao Qianjin was not easy to compare, so he nodded vaguely, "Absolutely, the big boss and the governor should be at the same level, I think they are even higher!"

Li Hongbing and three others nearby smiled helplessly when they heard this.

In forest areas with limited information, it is indeed a problem for farmers to receive new things.

Be nice!

The governor wanted to see Mazi off in person.

No wonder Qianjin said there was smoke coming out of the Luo family ancestral hall.

Second Master Luo's aging body was trembling slightly, and he trembled and shouted at the door, "Go, call the bosses of each house, and tell them that the governor is coming to Luo's house."

"No, Second Master, what age are we? You can't call the governor. You can't call him the big boss. Otherwise, you won't make a mistake." Zhao Qianjin quickly stopped him and asked him to change his title and call the official of this dynasty by the name of the previous dynasty. If If we leave it to the past, we would have to eat peanuts.

Mr. Luo patted his forehead and opened his mouth happily, revealing only a few old teeth. "Yes, yes, yes, look at me, an old fool, big boss, big boss."

While waiting for the Luo family to come over.

Li Hongbing and Luo Long have also reached an agreement, and now they are going to the memorial shed to call the village chiefs together to discuss going to Qinglong Mountain.

Just opened his mouth and asked to leave.

Mr. Luo is very attentive and not at all acrimonious as he was when he first walked in. Even the old lady always has kind words to say.

In this regard, Li Hongbing had long been accustomed to this kind of underestimation and flattery, so he took Sun Bo and Luo Long away with a few words of greetings.

The funeral shed.

The midnight show has started.

An art troupe invited from outside, more than a dozen young and beautiful girls sang and danced on a makeshift stage with their bellies exposed in the cold weather. The audience was crowded with men, with pairs of eyes staring straight at the stage, their mouths Showing a look of understanding.

This is what funerals in forest areas are like, especially when Uncle Mazi died without illness after eighty years old. This is called happy mourning. Compared with traditional funerals that are sad and solemn, happy mourning pays more attention to alleviating sadness and commemorates the deceased through elements of celebration and joy.

At the beginning of the funeral, the suona team was invited to play gongs and drums, and everyone was lively and lively. I don’t know when it started, but art troupes became popular and invited a bunch of big girls to dance. Later, it gradually became a custom in the forest area.

If someone in a family dies and doesn't invite an art troupe, it means the family is poor, stingy, and doesn't pay attention to the deceased.

For a general art troupe, the cost of one appearance is at least 3000-8000 yuan. This fee is a big expense for ordinary families in forest areas. Many people hire an artist to sell iron, pigs and cows just to save face. Come to the group.

As for whether the performance is "artistic and appreciative", there is no need to worry about it, it is just for fun.

Of course, the artistic troupe dancing on the stage in front of me was quite good.

Not only are there a lot of people dancing, but they are also all girls in their 20s with iconic looks, which means the entrance fees are high.

It would be better to leave it to an ordinary small art troupe and ask three or two aunts with heavy makeup to pose on the stage.

"How much did it cost?" Li Hongbing turned to look at Luo Long, who stretched out his hand and gestured, "three days, fifty thousand."

Li Hongbing nodded, "The price is not low. Let's dance tonight. If people come tomorrow, don't dance!"

"it is good!"

Luo Long understood what he meant. People would come from the city tomorrow, and even from the province the day after tomorrow. He must have had some ideas after seeing the art troupe dancing. Now that his uncle's funeral had deviated from the original plan, he couldn't understand it.

But if you don’t understand, you don’t understand.

There are people around you who understand.

As long as you follow Brother Hongbing, you will definitely not do anything wrong.

Li Hongbing liked this kind of good classmates who listened to advice. He raised his finger and pointed at an old locust tree with a crooked neck outside the memorial shed, "Go and call someone, and we'll have a small meeting under the tree."

Not long.

The village chiefs from each village gathered under the locust tree.

Luo Long took the young people of the Luo family to make a fire and brought some beer and some food.

Everyone sat around the fire. Li Hongbing pierced a bunch of avocados with a tree stick and roasted them on the fire. Oil sizzled on the surface of the avocados roasted by the hot flames.

"Everyone, I just discussed with Luo Long that we are going to carry the coffin from Shilipu to Qinglong Village."

"It takes more than 30 miles to walk from Shilipu to Qinglong Mountain, and there is still more than ten miles to go up the mountain. Fortunately, the road is now repaired and you can walk up it directly."

"If you have any ideas, let's discuss them."

The village chiefs paused for a moment.

Taohuagou Lu Niu Sheng picked up a bottle of beer, opened the bottle cap with his teeth, took a sip, and raised his hand to wipe the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

"I will lift whatever Village Chief Li says. Carrying Uncle Luo's coffin is Taohua Village's blessing. Besides, there are ancestors from Taohua Village in Qinglong Village, so I will definitely be the first to go."

"Well, since there are no ancestors from Zhujiawan in Qinglong Village, I definitely have nothing to say. Uncle Luo is a good man, and Zhujiawan has nothing to say either."

"Chashugou has nothing to say. I have brought all the men in the village who can carry the dragon pole. In a word, I will carry Uncle Luo wherever he wants to go."

"Xiadianzi Village can also be lifted..."

"Xinghua Village is no problem..."

"Erdaogou is no problem..."

"Shantou Village is no problem..."

...

The village chiefs from various villages clapped their chests and said nothing. Li Hongbing felt warm and picked up a bottle of beer.

"I am here to thank you all for Uncle Mazi. When I come back from the mountain, I will have a good drink with you."

The village elders laughed and raised their bottles in response.

Luo Long stood by and watched Li Hongbing standing in the crowd talking and laughing, feeling secretly envious in his heart.

This is called prestige.

This is called a man.

...(End of chapter)