A rough calculation shows that in one week, the Li family found at least 20 gentlemen.
From village to town, from town to county, all the gentlemen who could be inquired about were invited home by Grandpa Li's son Li Qingshan.
Fortunately, Li Qingshan is a well-known big boss in the village. He owns three lumber factories in the town. He is not only rich, but also a filial son.
Real money and money were spent without hesitation, and at the highest point, seven gentlemen came at the same time in one day.
Even when we formed a group to form Calabash Boys, we didn’t even defeat Grandpa Li!
Seeing that his father was getting more and more serious, Li Qingshan didn't know which connection he had made, so he invited the third master Xie who the aunts called "Ghost Seeing Worry".
I shook my head as I wrote my homework.
I pray that Mr. Xie can make the ghost in Grandpa Li really worry.
"San'er!"
Dad ran back, took my hand and left, "Hurry up and follow me to Lao Li's house. This person is really a master!"
I was caught off guard and pulled, and the tip of the pen immediately drew a long horizontal path in the notebook.
"Dad, Grandpa Cai said it's best for children to avoid this kind of thing."
The school had a temporary two-day holiday to repair the heating pipes in the winter. There was a lot of homework left. I was writing an essay and it was so ugly to underline it.
"Let's go see what we're afraid of, and we don't ask you to exorcise old Li Tou from evil spirits!"
Dad clicked his tongue but tightened his grip on me, "Besides, aren't you usually the most curious about this kind of thing? It's useless to learn some written knowledge from that old man. You need to read more to gain knowledge, right?"
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These words touched the bottom of my heart.
Then my father dragged me to Grandpa Li's house.
Dad was not idle on the way, "San'er, according to my observation, all the gentlemen who enter the courtyard of Lao Li's house these days, none of them survive for twenty minutes, their heads are basically cut out by Lao Li.
Today, this expert has been there for an hour and there has been no movement. After a while, Mr. Xie can show Lao Litou how neat he is. Then you can invite him to our house and ask him to show your Aunt Feng whether the fetus is the right one.
With a handle..."
I understand.
Let’s just say that dad is also following Haoxiner these days.
He also has his own little thoughts when co-writing.
Maybe in other places, many people would be skeptical when encountering this kind of thing at Grandpa Li's house.
If you are sick, don't go see a doctor immediately and ask your husband to come back. Isn't it just a mental illness?
But our village is extremely tolerant of this kind of thing. Even if you don’t think so, it doesn’t matter. Not to mention how many years we have been forced to listen to the play, there are still living centenarians in the village. It is really vivid to tell you.
, it seems that it was his door that I knocked on back then.
Based on this, once everyone saw that Grandpa Li was not normal and Grandpa Cai had figured it out, they all agreed that Li Qingshan had invited Mr. Li back to exorcise evil spirits.
It happened that the autumn harvest hadn't happened yet, so people flocked to Li's house to watch the excitement.
Being idle is also idle.
How exciting it is to watch this live broadcast.
It's like a TV series, every day is different.
What's commendable is that it's still true. If someone flies out, he will fly out.
Moreover, as soon as the person flew out, everyone would huddle together and dodge out of fear of accidental injury, and their cohesiveness increased!
Of course, not everyone is just rushing to make noise.
Many elderly people have thought about the seriousness behind the incident, and they will not feel at ease unless their guilty souls are suppressed.
The most special one among them is my dad, who is just playing with the elimination method.
He always wanted to find someone to show my stepmother whether there was a boy in her belly.
This is a rare thing for the Li family. If anyone can settle it, it will be easy to calculate the men and women.
"Forget it, Dad, Grandpa Cai, Aunt Feng is pregnant with a younger brother this time, and besides, she is about to give birth, so what's the use of it, don't you see."
Just because her father was obsessed with talking about his son, Aunt Feng was so angry that she went back to her parents' home with a big belly.
As for my biological mother, she died of illness when I was five years old.
Three years later, my father met Qin Fengli from a neighboring village through a matchmaker.
Aunt Feng is a bit disabled, has difficulty walking, and has a high level of vision. She has become an old girl after picking and choosing partners.
My father was forty-two years old at that time, and he had two daughters. I was eight years old, and my eldest sister was eighteen.
The reason why my eldest sister and I are so different in age is that I had a second sister who fell ill and died when she was six years old, so my mother wanted me again.
Nominally I am the third child, but in reality there are only two sisters in my family.
People in the village said that my mother was stupid. She was in poor health after giving birth to her eldest sister. She had two more children one after another and gave them away to herself.
Ultimately, it's my father's fault for insisting on having a son.
Despite the fact that our village is small and has average economic development, there really is no preference for boys over girls.
Children of our age in the village are generally only children.
So under the premise that the public is very open to it, my father's behavior of asking for a child seems very unusual.
Radio loudspeakers criticized him by name, calling him a backward element and a negative example.
My dad's attitude is that you should be punished and I should be alive.
Don't be afraid of being scalded by boiling water if you play like a dead pig.
When I asked him, he said that if he didn't have a son in this life, he would not have the dignity to enter the ancestral grave when he died.
My mother is a filial person, and she must be filial first.
It is said that my father's situation was not easy to find back then. He had such a good reputation that anyone who entered the house would still be alive.
I can't help but think that my dad is a cheerful and lively man, 1.85 meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
In addition to being able to farm, he can also work as a bricklayer, which is why he was not punished for having more children and was punished for his downfall.
The matchmaker was very talkative, "The eldest son of the Changlin family, Wan Lailai, is a top-notch student. He will be admitted to a good university with his eyes closed in the future. His future is bright and bright. The third child, Yingying, is a famous well-behaved child in the village and can be sensible."
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"Fengli, don't look at the two daughters of the Changlin family now. Lai Lai and Ying Ying are definitely not scumbags. Moreover, you are the first to get married and you have to have children of your own. Just because of Wan Changlin's looks and genes, the daughters you have will be...
You are pretty and juicy, can your children be any different in the future? I tell you, any good person will be good, and you can enjoy yourself with Wan Changlin!"
After the matchmaker's encouragement, Aunt Feng and my father came together.
Aunt Feng treated me very well after we got married. Unfortunately, she also had poor health and had lost two pregnancies.
This time he finally sat down, and his father began to worry again about whether he would have the honor to enter his ancestor's grave.
In particular, Aunt Feng was told by the doctor during her prenatal check-up that she would not be able to have any more children after giving birth to this baby.
Dad was naturally nervous. If he were not his son, he would not inherit the household registration book.
"San'er, don't stop me with Lao Cai's words. If your mother was pregnant with you, he would say he was his son. That's not accurate at all!"
Dad rubbed his hands and said, "When you were a child, you were so confused by Lao Cai's headband. Their shamanism would ask Xian'er to perform the great dance!"
"Nonsense!"
I shook off my father's hand and said, "Shamanism is just a form of religion. This form is distributed all over the world. It inherits a spirit, a kind of human reverence for nature. The dancing spirit in shamanism is
Sacrifice, praying for good weather, and obtaining spiritual enlightenment have nothing to do with going out to invite Xian'er. To put it bluntly, going out is just a small branch of the shamanic cultural inheritance. You should not confuse them all."
"It was that old Cai Tou who taught you again?"
Dad was speechless, "He just taught you useless things... Hey, San'er! Don't leave!!"