Uncle Lunzi was startled by Lunzi's miserable appearance, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he asked him quickly!
Weren't you fine when you went out a few days ago? Why did everyone get beaten into pig heads in just a few days? Who is so bold?
The idiot laughed dryly: "Ahem, it's okay, don't worry, I was kicked by our cow."
"What? Kicked by a cow?" Uncle Lunzi was still a little confused for a moment, and subconsciously pointed at Xiao Han and said, "What about Mr. Hou?"
The fool was happy now: "Oh, he was hit by a bullock cart!"
"..."
When a group of people saw this, they were all speechless!
What did these people do to the cows? That one was kicked and the other was smashed?
However, no matter what, the villagers who gathered around him breathed a sigh of relief because their Marquis was not bullied by outsiders.
The elderly man stepped forward and told Xiao Han to pay attention to safety when he went out. Seeing that nothing was wrong, the others also carried various belongings and walked home.
The sun is almost setting, but there is still a fire burning on the stove. If I don't go back, I'm probably going to have a mushy meal tonight.
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The most beautiful time of Xiaojiazhuangzi is actually in the evening every day.
Under the green bricks and red tiles, streaks of smoke rise from the chimney, and the aroma of rice can be smelled all over the village.
In the alley, a few small children were still laughing and chasing each other, unwilling to go back even if the voice of their mother calling him changed.
It wasn't until the grown-up couldn't bear it anymore that he rushed out of the house and slapped him hard twice on the buttocks. Then, while wiping his tears, he didn't forget to tell his playmates to continue the unfinished game after dinner.
"Zhizhi..."
The bullock cart, which was missing a wheel, was scratching on the concrete floor, and the sound was a bit harsh.
A baby sitting at the door holding a rice bowl and eating heard the sound, raised his head, and looked here curiously.
And just as the baby was looking at this strange ox cart, behind him, several plump hens jumped out of the yard with their heads peeping out. When the baby wasn't paying attention, they secretly pecked a few noodles and swallowed them.
"Baby, your face..."
When Yan Zhitui saw this scene on the bullock cart, he grinned with joy. He pointed at the boy's bowl and shouted with a smile.
"Noodles? Ah!" The baby was stunned for a moment. He looked down and happened to see a chicken's head sticking into his rice bowl. He was so frightened that he lost his grip on the rice bowl and knocked it over to the ground.
A bowl of noodles, with white flowers and golden eggs all on the ground.
"Hey, this baby is going to be beaten."
The child was dumbfounded, and Yan Zhitui looked at the food scattered on the ground with pity and shook his head repeatedly. He could even imagine what the child would look like when he was beaten later.
"Being beaten? It was you who caused the beating." Xiao Han secretly rolled his eyes at the side, thinking that if you hadn't scared the child, he would have knocked over the bowl? Now you are still pretending to be pitiful, and the scholar really has no idea.
A few goodies.
Just when the two of them were thinking about something.
Inside the house, a peasant woman heard the noise and ran out hurriedly.
When she saw the broken sea bowl on the ground and the food being fought over by several fat chickens, she didn't scold the child immediately, but quickly grabbed the baby's hand and looked at it carefully.
When she found that the child seemed to be fine, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, and while muttering "peace to pieces," she pulled the child into the house.
Faintly, you can still hear her comforting the child: It doesn't matter, just beat the bowl as soon as it's finished. I'll give you another bowl, and I'll give you two eggs this time.
"Boy, can the people in your village eat this kind of food every day?" Yan Zhitui saw all this. It wasn't until the child and his mother walked into the home that he looked at the quilt at the door.
The hens scrambled to peck at the noodles and asked Xiao Han thoughtfully.
When Xiao Han heard this, he was slightly startled, and then he smiled and said: "It makes Master Yan laugh. Although the Xiao family village is not rich now, it can still make the villagers have enough food and clothing. Such food can be found in the Xiao family
Zhuangzi, it’s not very good.”
"Oh?" Yan Zhitui frowned slightly, thought for a while, and raised his hand to signal the old man driving the car to stop.
"Master Yan?" Xiao Han was a little strange when he saw this. He didn't know why the old man stopped. Didn't he agree before that he would stay at home for two days before leaving?
"It's okay. If you're tired from riding in the car, come down and take a walk."
Seeing Xiao Han's surprise, Yan Zhitui just smiled, got out of the car, moved his legs and feet a little, looked around, and then walked towards another house with an open door.
"Woof woof woof..."
The dogs raised in the yard of the house where Yan Zhitui went were probably the same vicious dogs that had been trained by the dog-headed general. When they saw a stranger entering the yard, they immediately rushed out of the kennel, raised their two front legs, and kept running towards them.
Yan Zhitui barked wildly.
"Noise!"
The old man who was following Yan Zhitui also entered the yard at this time. Seeing this, he took a step forward and stared at the vicious dog that was barking with lightning eyes.
The next second, under Xiao Han's incredible eyes, the threatening-looking vicious dog stopped barking instantly, looked at the old man, ran back to the den with its tail between its legs, and refused to show its head again.
"This old man has something." Xiao Han looked blankly at the vicious dog hiding in the den and refused to come out, then looked at the old man, and Xiao Han was secretly surprised.
It is said that evil dogs are afraid of evil people. He didn't believe it before, but today he has seen it. He just doesn't know if this old man can scare his little Qi.
"I guess not. Xiaoqi, that stupid dog, even dares to bite Yuchi Dasha. No matter how cruel this old man is, he can't be as cruel as Yuchi Dasha."
Xiao Han was still cursing secretly in his heart, but in front of him, Yan Zhitui was already walking towards the main room of the house.
Inside the house, the man in charge heard the dog barking and happened to go out to check.
When he walked out of the room and saw the two old men in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then when he saw Xiao Han behind him, a smile suddenly appeared on his honest face.
"Master Hou? Why do you have time to come to my house? Who are these two old people?"
"Ahem, it's okay. Let's take a leisurely stroll. As for the two of them? Forget it, you don't have to worry about them." Xiao Han rolled his eyes. How could he know why he came?
The man in charge of the house was talking to Xiao Han, and Yan Zhitui was not polite. He opened the door and glanced at the woman and children eating inside, then looked back at the pig pens, chickens and ducks in the yard, with an old look on his face.
A smile.
"Master Hou, they are..."
Although the behavior of the two old men was a bit rude, the man was not angry at all.
Because not to mention that these two people were brought by Xiao Han, he couldn't be angry just because of their age.
When you are over seventy, you should do whatever you want!
In this era where benevolence and filial piety are paramount, as long as you live to be over seventy, you will be regarded as a person. No matter who you are, you have the obligation to support him! Even if the old man commits a crime at this age, he cannot be arrested. It is amazing that from the old man's
Just pick one of your descendants to take the blame.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
