There were more and more people setting off cannons on the street at night. Some naughty kid set off a fire, which exploded next to our window, almost breaking the glass.
Dou Yazi put down his chopsticks angrily, opened the window and shouted downstairs: "Fuck! Who set off the firecrackers! Don't let me catch you little brats!"
The children downstairs were so frightened by Dou Sprouts that they ran away.
"Brother Yu, do you really plan to return to Harbin and open a martial arts gym?"
"Yeah, I think I have enough money. Opening a martial arts gym has always been my childhood dream," Brother Yu said with a smile.
I shook my head: "Brother Yu, I don't think you can make any money by opening a martial arts gym. In today's peaceful society, who will learn martial arts? You see, if no one learns, your martial arts gym will definitely close down."
"That's right," Dou Sprout nodded repeatedly: "If no one learns, it will definitely go bankrupt."
Brother Yu smiled and said: "You guys can't hope for me to be better? If you accuse me of closing down before I even open, what if my martial arts gym is full of enrollment and becomes popular?"
"impossible!"
Douyazai said loudly: "Brother! Think about Xiaoqian! What a good girl! If you don't stay with us in the future, how can you meet such a good girl?"
"As long as you follow us, there will be lots of little green, purple, red, green, white, and black things in the future!"
"Brother, you are still young, and you have plenty of opportunities to open a martial arts school, but before that you have to practice. The so-called training of the heart in the world of mortals, you are not yet complete."
"Well, I won't leave now, let's practice first." Brother Yu suddenly said.
"Ah? Really?"
Dou Sprout obviously didn't expect that his random words had any effect.
Brother Yu smiled and nodded.
In fact, I know what he really thinks in his heart, and he can't bear to part with us.
The New Year is coming, and finally we went back to Yulin to celebrate the New Year.
Don’t be greedy, little kids, it’s the New Year after Laba.
Although our group didn't go home to rent a house, we still organized New Year's goods.
Pasting Spring Festival couplets, setting off firecrackers, cutting meat to make dumplings, cooking New Year's Eve dinner, and watching the Spring Festival Gala, there are plenty of them.
There are several folk customs in Yulin during the New Year, such as turning nine curves, making iron flowers, and burning fire towers. At that time, paper lanterns could be placed on the Yuxi River. There were many styles of paper lanterns available, including square, round, long, and flat.
Stacked together and floating on the river, it is very beautiful.
Dou Sprout was so bad that he used a wooden stick to fish out the paper lanterns placed by others in the river and burned them all with a lighter.
On New Year's Eve, we put paper lanterns by the river and called our boss to ask us to go back for the New Year's Eve dinner.
After I went back, I saw two more people at the dinner table. I only knew Mr. Zhao from Xiangxi.
"Boss, this is..."
"Come to Yunfeng, let me introduce you to Master Xue Ding, Master Xue, and your uncle from Yucheng, Shandong. I won't introduce you to Master Zhao. We are all familiar with him."
"My uncle?" I asked in surprise...
Xue Ding was in his early fifties, with black hair and a lean look. He looked very energetic. I didn’t know much about this person before, but I didn’t expect that he was my uncle and would tell me the truth afterwards.
Baotou was born in 34 years. When he was a child, he was born in a place called Zhugou Village in northern Henan. Baotou's Baotou is called Wang Pingling. This Wang Pingling is from the late Qing Dynasty. He used to be a cook in the Four Princes' Mansion at the foot of Fragrant Mountain in Beijing. Later he worked as a cook.
Tomb robbing.
Xue Ding followed Wang Pingling in 1976, so he and Baotou are considered senior brothers, and they can also be considered my senior uncles based on seniority.
"Haha, you are so polite, Shenyanfeng? It has been spread among us recently. I didn't expect to see such a young man today. As an elder, I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any red envelopes. Don't blame me."
"Uncle Xue, what are you talking about?"
I raised my glass and said with a smile: "You are so generous, I will propose a toast to you."
"Okay, come."
We had a drink and got to know each other.
The Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV in the living room, and Xiaoxuan turned down the sound of the TV.
He took a bite of the fish with his head, put down his chopsticks and said: "Old Xue, I know you. You have been working alone since we died, and you have made money silently without showing off. Is there something wrong with you coming to me so suddenly this time?"
"
He looked at a few of us.
Mr. Zhao from Xiangxi picked up his wine glass and took a sip.
The boss knew that he had concerns, so he immediately said: "It's okay, we are all our own people, just tell us."
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth."
"Xiansheng, do you still remember Wang Junhua?"
"Wang Junhua..."
He raised his head and thought thoughtfully: "Is it the earthworker who left us back then?"
He nodded: "Yes, something happened to him. Two months ago, he took a few people to Daoxian County, Yongzhou, and then there was no news."
"boom!"
Mr. Zhao from Xiangxi put down his wine glass and frowned: "Daoxian County? Is this person going to Guiziling?"
Xue Ding looked at Master Zhao with solemn eyes and nodded.
His head also looked solemn.
I didn't know what Guiziling was, nor did I know that a place like Daoxian existed, so I asked what the boss meant at the wine table.
He raised his head and spoke intermittently.
It was 2003. In the previous two years, the Yongzhou Institute of Cultural Relics and the Daoxian Folklore Research Committee invited a group of professionals and folk archaeologists to go to Guizailing for investigation and research.
What to study?
After studying the tens of thousands of stone figures with strange styles in the woods, the end result was nothing. No reason could be found. I heard that one person was missing.
