After resigning, I want to go back to the village to grow sweet potatoes

Since Grandpa Lin Xi came back, the yard of Lin Xi's house was full of laughter again, only Lin Desheng was still depressed, and he lowered his head to inhale his bamboo whip used as a cigarette.

Wang Wenwen asked Lin Desheng with a pun. Lin Desheng raised his head, looked at Wang Wenwen, smiled wryly, and then lowered his head.

Wang Wenwen called Lin Desheng the head of the family, not only defining him as the head of Qingshuiwan Village, but also reminding him that he is the head of the family.

As the village party secretary and director of Qingshuiwan Village, Lin Desheng, the head of the family, should have an attitude towards Linxi's behavior today.

As the head of the family who still lives in the broken stone house, Lin Desheng should have an attitude towards Lin Xi's behavior today, especially such a big thing as being admitted to Ningzhou University.

Wang Wenwen didn't expect that Lin Desheng would respond to him with a wry smile, and continued to lower his head to suck on the bamboo whip. His anger shot straight to his forehead, and he slapped the wine cup on the stone table, loudly reprimanding Lin Desheng:

"Are you still a man? Do you still have any blood?"

After Wang Wenwen's deafening voice, the courtyard fell into silence again.

Lin Xi came over and removed the wine cup that was broken by Wang Wenwen, replaced him with a new wine cup, and filled it with wine.

It is said to be a wine cup, but it is actually a small section of bamboo. Lin Desheng made it from the first stem of moso bamboo.

The first stem of moso bamboo is generally small in diameter and very fragile. When making bamboo products, most of them are removed, or burned as firewood, or directly discarded in the bamboo garden.

Lin Desheng's first-hand bamboo crafting work, a bamboo in his hands, there is no room for waste.

Wang Wenwen smashed a bamboo wine cup with one hand, which shows how annoyed he is.

After Lin Xi poured wine for Wang Wenwen, he raised the wine cup and said to him with a smile:
"Professor Wang, this is a wine cup made by my father himself. Don't look at it as crude. Your great-great-grandchildren may search the history books to find out its origin."

When Wang Wenwen, who was already a little drunk, heard Lin Xi say this, he grabbed the wine cup in Lin Xi's hand, stumbled and rushed in front of Lin Desheng, and said to Lin Desheng in a humble tone:

"Uncle Desheng, because your sweet potato sake is too fragrant, the younger generation drank a few more glasses and broke the wine cup, please forgive me."

"Leader Wang, if the wine tastes good, drink a few more. I have no other skills. I can still do a few years of work as a small wine cup maker."

Lin Desheng put away the bamboo whip and raised the wine cup in response to Wang Wenwen.

"Uncle Desheng, this junior is already greedy, so I just take a sip to express my apology."

Wang Wenwen pursed his lips and lightly touched the wine cup.

"Hey, hey, Wang Lao Wenwen, you have to show sincerity in your apology."

Xu Yibing booed.

"Serious, don't be serious and nonsense, why is my apology insincere?"

"If you sincerely apologize to Uncle Desheng, this Chinese wine must be drained in one gulp!"

"Serious, an apology does not lie in drinking too much or not, but in a sincere heart, understand?"

"I don't understand. I only know how to be a good brother. What kind of sincere heart are you talking about?"

"That's right, the little wine in your wine cup isn't enough to fit between my teeth. Wang Laowenwen, you are sincerely apologizing for taking my big bowl of wine to Uncle Desheng."

"you……"

"Haha, now that a scholar meets a soldier, he has nothing to say, right? Honestly take the big bowl to Uncle Jingdesheng."

"Yes, if you don't bring a big bowl of Jingdeshengshu wine tonight, it means that you are not sincerely apologizing."

"you……"

Xu Yibing and Wang Wenwen were serious, and Lin Dazhi came to meddle, one happy and the other annoyed. Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Lin Xi walked to his father's side with a smile, and said to Wang Wenwen, Xu Yibing and Lin Dazhi:
"A small wine cup does not necessarily mean low sincerity, a large drinking capacity does not mean strong ability, and silence does not mean that there is nothing in the heart. As long as the wine cup is filled with the right wine, and the wine is drunk just right, the boring gourd can still win the house."

"Good, good, good!"

After Wang Wenwen said "OK" three times, he jumped onto the stone mill in Linxi's house and clapped his hands non-stop.

"Hey, hey, old Wang Wenwen, are you really drunk?"

Xu Yibing stood under the stone mill and looked at Wang Wenwen like a monster.

"Serious, I'm sober. Humans say he's good or not, I say she's really good, hahaha, Qingshuiwan, Qingshuiwan, you will always be Qingqing Qingshuiwan!"

Wang Wenwen looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Are you crazy? Are you really crazy? Vice President Huang, do you want to send him to the Second Hospital?"

Lin Dazhi asked Huang Fan in a low voice.

Before Huang Fan could respond to Lin Dazhi, Wang Wenwen pointed at Lin Dazhi and cursed sharply:

"Lin Dazhi, you are crazy. Do you know? You almost became the sinner of Qingshui Bay this afternoon!"

"I, I, I became the eternal sinner of Qingshuiwan? What do you mean?"

Lin Dazhi was completely dumbfounded by Wang Wenwen's scolding.

"It's probably because you want to arrest Lin Xi."

Xu Yibing whispered in Lin Dazhi's ear.

"Hey, be serious. It seems that you still have something in your stomach. If you can say what Lin Xi just said in a serious way, what good is it? From now on, I will recognize you as an apprentice in a serious way."

Wang Wenwen waved to Xu Yibing.

"Master, I feel that what Lin Xi said just now is very good, but I can't express it in words for the time being."

Xu Yibing dared not approach Wang Wenwen.

"Hmph, for the time being? Seriously, if you don't recognize me as your master, you won't be able to tell what Lin Xi just said in this life. Seriously, I can tell you seriously, among all the people present, except me, only two and a half people can truly understand what Lin Xi said just now. What's so good about it?"

Wang Wenwen curled his lips at Xu Yibing contemptuously.

"Two and a half people? Wang Laowenwen, it seems that you are really drunk, and you can't see clearly, hahaha."

Lin Dazhi caressed his big belly comfortably with both hands, and laughed out loud, he was already full.

"Yo yo yo, you stupid fool, I'm too lazy to argue with you. Seriously, do you know which two and a half people?"

Wang Wenwen glared at Lin Dazhi for a while, then turned to Xu Yibing.

"Master, the two and a half people you mentioned should be Leader Yu, Vice President Huang and Chaoren Meng?"

Xu Yibing answered cautiously.

"Not bad, not bad, as expected of the apprentice I want to accept. What Director Yu and Vice President Huang said to Lin Xi just now must be tofu mixed with shallots—clear and clear. He is a superman and has a superior IQ. Naturally, he can understand. However, he hasn't had much contact with the society, and he is probably about as serious as you.

When Wang Wenwen heard Xu Yibing mention Yu Qing, Huang Fan and Meng Dayun, he was overjoyed.

"Dear Professor Wang, if you are a junior, can you wield an ax in front of Lu Ban's gate and a big knife in front of Guan Gong, and explain the meaning of every sentence Lin Xi just said?"

Meng Dayun stood up neither humble nor overbearing and walked to the stone mill.

"Yes, yes, of course, I'm a little thirsty, come down and drink some wine to moisten your throat. Come on, you come up, stand on the top and talk."

After Wang Wenwen pulled Meng Dayun to the stone mill, he jumped off the stone mill, walked two steps and turned back to tell Meng Dayun:
"Be sure to speak carefully. This is related to the big question of whether you will be the senior senior or the second senior in the future. But you just said the meaning of every sentence of Lin Xi. It seems that you will not disappoint me as a master."

"Master Sanzang, please drink."

Huang Fan held Wang Wenwen's wine cup in front of him with both hands.

"It's good, it's good, children can be taught."

Wang Wenwen took the wine cup and drank it down.

"Huh? Why does this wine taste different?"

Wang Wenwen frowned.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha is in the heart. Master Sanzang should calm down and listen to Superman's explanation."

Huang Fan blinked at Wang Wenwen.