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Chapter 71 A monk can escape but cannot escape from the temple

 Li Qingdong’s wife shared the money with everyone while talking.

We are very particular about doing simple things. If both old people are gone, both the number of dishes and the number of tables must be an even number. Otherwise, it will be an odd number.

Like Li Qingchun's family, the tables are set in an odd number, the number of dishes is an odd number, the people sitting on the table are also an odd number, and even the money given is an odd number.

One article is indeed too little, and five articles is too much. A compromise of three articles is the best.

Everyone thanked them and took it, exchanged a few words and then went back to their homes.

The funeral at night has nothing to do with them, all the men in the clan have to follow. The sky is overcast, and it is probably snowing. I hope it doesn't rain in the first half of the night, otherwise the burial will be troublesome.

The children in the village were chasing each other crazy, Li Heng was with Luozi and the others, but without Li Wanshan, Cheng Xue went home with peace of mind.

It was the twelfth lunar month in the blink of an eye, and patrols in the village never stopped, and nearby villages also followed suit. With everyone patrolling together, we finally didn’t hear that any village was robbed.

Wanghe Village is undoubtedly a model for all villages. At the last Li Zheng gathering in the town years ago, the mayor emphatically praised Jiang Jianye and reportedly even gave him a reward.

After Jiang Jianye returned to the village, he straightened his back and looked radiant. Looking at Li Fang again, he was in low spirits, showing his age and stooped body.

Rumors spread from nowhere that Li Xiang came to Li Fang to ask for his life, so he wanted to die.

When Li Qingnian and his wife heard these rumors, they were very angry. They wanted Li Fang to go out for a walk in high spirits to dispel the rumors. But the old man really couldn't cheer up and his legs were shaking when he walked.

After doing this several times, when the young year was approaching, Mrs. Qin finally couldn't stand it any longer.

"Nianzi, why don't you ask your seventh uncle to show me to dad? It's really not okay to keep doing this. Do you think our dad is really..."

"That's a fart!" Li Qingnian interrupted harshly, and Mrs. Qin immediately became honest.

She is afraid of him, especially afraid.

Say he's not good to her, and give her whatever good things he has. Say he's good to her, and scold her whenever he gets angry. Except for not taking action. Anyway, the scolding makes people unable to hold their heads high, and even makes them doubt their life.

Li Qingnian looked at his wife who bowed her head and said nothing, then stood up suddenly. Mrs. Qin was so frightened that she quickly dodge.

"I'm too damned to beat you, just hide away."

After saying that, he walked out angrily.

The moment he slammed the door, Li Qingnian narrowed his eyes slightly and doubted his decision for the first time. He liked Qin, but his mother told him that he couldn't rely on "liking" to survive. Now he seems to understand the meaning of that sentence.

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He pinched the elephant millet in his hand, which was given to him by them. He said that after eating it, he would be very energetic and very happy. However, once he got it, he couldn't get rid of it, so he never dared to try it.

Today...

I gritted my teeth and turned to the main room. The moment I closed the door, snow began to fall in the sky.

The next second, Li Wanshan ran out of the house happily. He was suffocated these days. His mother made him look at his grandpa every day, and he never had the chance to go out to play.

From afar, I saw Li Heng, Shuanzi, and Li Wanming playing plow on the slope. Every winter after the snow falls, it is a good place to plow the slope.

Run over quickly and boss Li Wanming around like you did before——

"Mingzi, give me your plow to play with."

Li Wanming is Li Qingchuan's only son. He is the same age as Tiedan and two months younger than Tiedan. He can call the shots at home on weekdays, but when it comes to Li Wanshan, he obeys his orders. Although he feels unwilling to do so, he dare not because his father told him to.

Don’t do it.

His father said a while ago that there is no need to spoil Li Wanshan.

Thinking of this, Li Wanming gave him a hard look.

"Why should I let you play with it? This is my thing. If you want to play with it, let your father do it for you. Who are you to give orders to? Brother Tiedan, wait for me, I'm here -"

After saying that, Li Wanming sat on the plow and prepared to slide down.

He likes to play with Shuanzi, Rozi, and Tiedan, but his parents don’t interact with Tiedan’s parents, so he doesn’t dare to get too close.

Now that they are dating, he has no worries. Even though the child is only six years old, the twists and turns he thinks about are completely beyond the expectations of adults.

But less than one meter after sliding out, Li Wanming felt a strong push from behind. Then his center of gravity became unstable, and he fell upside down and rolled down the slope.

Yan Yixin was not too far away, but the little guy still rolled several times when he ran up to him. His face was scratched several times by dry branches, and his nose was bleeding.

Li Wanshan, realizing that he was in trouble, turned around and ran away. Li Heng hurriedly asked the bolts and rollers to chase him.

Li Heng ran up to him, looked at the embarrassed Li Wanming, rolled his eyes, and said:

"Brother, you carry Mingzi to our house. Mom knows the doctor and can stop his bleeding. I will go to Qingchuan Auntie to report the news."

Yan Yixin nodded without thinking, helped Li Wanming brush the snow off his body, and said:

"Don't be afraid. I will carry you home. Don't cry loudly, otherwise you will bleed. My aunt has medical skills and can cure your nose. Come on, come on."

Li Wanming was stunned by the fall, but now he recovered and lay on his back with aggrieved lips. He wanted to cry loudly to vent his anger, but he didn't dare.

Mother said he would die as soon as the blood flow stops. He doesn’t want to die. He hasn’t put on the new clothes his mother made for him this year yet. He must not die. The New Year is about to come.

The distance from the slope to Li Qingchuan's house was only ten meters. Li Heng ignored that and ran in the opposite direction, around the main road of the village.

"It's not good, Auntie Qingchuan, Shanzi pushed Mingzi until she bleeds - "It's not good, Auntie Qingchuan, Shanzi pushed Mingzi until she bleeds -"

She ran and shouted at the same time. The child's voice was already high-pitched, but even people in the room could vaguely hear her shouting.

The good thing about Wanghe villagers is that they can detect any slightest disturbance.

Li Heng shouted very hard and ran very hard. By the time he reached the door of Li Qingchuan's house, many village women were already following behind him.

"What the hell, Tiedan, what happened?"

"Yes, Tiedan, where are the people from Mingzi? Why are they bleeding?"

"Yes, please speak clearly..."

"..."

Li Heng ignored them, Liao and Fang came out together, and then said:

"Aunt Qingchuan, Aunt Qingshan, come and have a look at my house. We were playing with the plow on the slope. When Li Wanshan came, he asked Mingzi to give him the plow. Mingzi didn't give it to him. When he was sliding down, Li Wanshan pushed Mingzi.

Mingzi rolled down the mountain. I asked my brother to take Mingzi to my mother to stop his bleeding. You go and have a look."

Just as he was talking, Shuanzi and Luozi also ran over and said dejectedly:

"I didn't catch him, so I let him run away and ran home."

When Mrs. Liao heard this, she was the first to run away. Mrs. Fang touched the tops of the three children's hair and said:

"The monk can't run away from the temple. Thank you for helping Mingzi. Let's have fun in the future."

"Don't worry, Aunt Qingshan, Mingzi has told us that he will play with us from now on." Dong Shuanzi responded with a smile...


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