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Two days later.

Get out of Luoyang Station, take a bus to the north, arrive at Shuangzhuang Town, and take a bus from Shuangzhuang Town to Sanshili Village.

So far, I have been to Luoyang several times, but the first time I went there left the deepest impression on me.

I was walking on the village road with my bag, and the locals working in the fields often looked at me with very "weird" eyes.

The rendezvous point set by Boss and me was in Sanshili Village.

This village, like Hougou, has a famous nickname outside. What is it called?

It’s called “The No. 1 Tomb Robbery Village in the World!”

There is also Dabaozishan Village in Li County, Gansu Province, which is the second largest tomb robber village in the world.

It is said that at its peak, 80% of the villagers here participated in tomb robbing. This proportion is so scary that if all these people were arrested, the local prison would be full in an instant and there would not be enough handcuffs.

In the area of ​​100 miles around Hougou Village, Shuangzhuang Town, a home may not be without a hoe, but it cannot be without a Luoyang shovel, because the Luoyang shovel was invented here, and the Echo Duck borrowed its head from the Li family in Sanshili Village.

In the hot summer, the weather is sultry.

I found a shady spot under a big tree and sat there without even thinking about getting up.

"Hey, big sister! Big sister, wait!"

From a distance, I saw a woman in her 40s passing by carrying a hoe, and I hurried over.

"Hello, sister, is there a place that sells water in your village? A canteen." I smiled and talked.

"Young man, where are you from?"

I smiled and said that I was here for tourism and passed by your village to have a rest.

"Tourist? Is there anything good we can do here?"

The eldest sister looked me up and down with a hoe, and then looked at the big backpack I put under the tree. She suddenly said, "Are you here to rob the tomb?"

Damn...this sudden sentence almost sent me away.

"What, eldest sister! I'm just here to travel and visit relatives. Isn't there a man named Li Yuanbao getting married in our village? I'm his friend."

"ah?"

The eldest sister was stunned and said: "Are you Xiaobao's friend? I am Xiaobao's aunt!"

"Oh! Then we are so destined." I said.

"You are so poor-mouthed, what kind of relationship can you have with an old woman like me?"

She smiled and said: "Then let's go quickly. You're here early. Xiaobao won't get married until tomorrow. It's such a hot day. Let's go home and have a drink of water first."

Li Yuanbao is the grandson of Li Xueliang, and it was Li Xueliang who lent him the head of the Echo Duck.

And Li Xueliang’s grandfather, Li Yuanbao’s great-grandfather, is the famous “Luoyang Li Duck”.

This is a member of a well-known family. No matter whether it is from the south or the north, when it comes to Li Yaya in Luoyang, everyone has to give him a "thumbs up."

On the one hand, I was giving the duck as a gift. After all, the rule is to borrow and return. On the other hand, as an old friend who has known each other for many years, I received an invitation from Li Xueliang to attend the wedding of his grandson.

I followed the elder sister into the village and walked around for more than ten minutes. She led me to a small courtyard.

There are three bungalows in the courtyard that have been recently renovated, with ceramic tiles and a big "hi" character posted on the door.

"Xiaomei is at home, where is your father?"

A girl who looked to be in her early 20s was drying lentils in the yard. The girl turned around and said, "Aunt Mao, my father and my brother went to the city to buy wine and won't be back until this afternoon."

"Oh," the eldest sister looked at me and introduced, "This young man said he is Xiaobao's friend and came from other places. You can serve him a glass of water. I still have a pot sitting at home, so I will go back first."

"I understand, Auntie."

After the woman left, the girl washed her hands and went to the kitchen to pour me a large bowl of cold boiled water.

I quickly took it and said thank you.

"Gudong! Gudong!"

I drank it in one go and put the bowl aside.

She sat on a pony not far from me, and I stared at each other from time to time. No one said anything, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

I spoke first: "Your name is Xiaomei, right? Is there anything to eat?"

She shook her head.

"Oh, forget it. Will your grandpa be back at five o'clock?" I asked again.

She nodded again, got up and continued to collect the dried lentils.

The person didn't really want to talk to me, and I was too embarrassed to have the audacity to strike up a conversation, so I immediately went to the door to make a phone call.

"Hey, head."

"I'm here, but I'm not home. Can you guys arrive today?"

Putou said on the phone: "Yunfeng, we have a long way to go. We will be a day late. We will probably arrive tomorrow afternoon. When Lao Li comes back, tell him and ask him to find a place to stay for one night. We are all old friends.

no problem."

"Okay, sir, I'll wait for you here."

"Um."

It was a bit awkward to enter the courtyard, so I sat on the stone bench at the door to rest, it was cool here.

I was very tired after riding the train for more than a day. I leaned against the wall and fell asleep without realizing it.

I don’t know how long I slept for, and I was in a daze when someone pushed me.

"Hello? Hello?"

"Don't sleep."

When I opened my eyes, the sky was dark.

There was a young man standing in front of me. He was very thin, with a long face, not tall, and his childish look remained on his face.

I quickly rubbed my eyes and stood up from the stone.

"My aunt said you were my friend? How come I didn't know."

"Are you Li Yuanbao?" I asked.

He nodded and said I am.

Just as he was about to explain, he heard an old man's voice coming from the courtyard: "Xiaobao, stop asking, let someone come in."

Li Xueliang is a few years older than his boss. He is 74 years old. He has always had the habit of dyeing his hair. He still looks like a very energetic old man. He wears cloth shoes and a sweatshirt, and his legs are not bent or hunched.

"Hello Master Li, my name is Xiang Yunfeng, and I am Wang Xiansheng's apprentice."

The old man looked me up and down and said with a smile: "Haha, you are a little god, you know. Lao Wang and I have been friends for decades. When you come to my place, it is just like your own home. Don't be restrained."

At this time, the girl named Xiaomei raised her head and looked at me.

"F*ck!" The skinny boy suddenly exclaimed: "So you are that little god eye peak!"

I'm a little depressed. You guys just say whatever you want. Why do you add the word "small"?

I had rice soup, steamed buns and cucumbers for dinner. After dinner, the thin boy called me to the door and handed me a cigarette.

He asked excitedly: "Little God Yanfeng, I heard that your eyes can see through? Can you see people without clothes? Is this true?"

"I can see through it? Who did you listen to?" I asked speechlessly.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he said: "I heard from an uncle of mine that we are all from the circle and there are no outsiders."

"I also heard that the very awesome Jade-faced Meng Chang made you beat him to your knees!"

"Don't say this. Don't call me Xiao Shenyanfeng in the future. It doesn't sound good."

"Also, how old are you?"

In a puff of smoke, he said that I am 28 this year.

"That's nonsense," I said, you can't be 28, seriously.

He scratched his head, frowned, and said with some reluctance: "Hey, actually I just turned eighteen this year."

"You're only eighteen and you want to get married? What about the woman?"

He said depressingly that the woman was younger than me, and then added: "A few years ago, when my parents were digging a hole, it suddenly rained heavily that day, and the hole collapsed. He was buried inside and died."

"In the past two years, my grandfather has been looking for partners for me so that I can have my great-grandson as soon as possible. No, I will have a ceremony the day after tomorrow."

"Congratulations then."

"Congratulations for what? Congratulations!"

He flicked the cigarette butt away and said depressedly: "I got married young, so there is nothing to congratulate me on."

Marry young....

This is the first time I heard this word.


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