When Wu Li saw Wang Hui cursed and turned off his phone, he couldn't get through again, so he didn't call again. There was still a crowd of people waiting for him outside.
Wu Li came out of the room, holding a jar of old wine on both sides. The age of this old wine can no longer be measured. It is a medium-sized wine jar that does not weigh more than twenty pounds. The wine in his own wine cellar has been in recent years.
I was moved into the space by myself, so that the space could be accelerated for cellaring to increase the taste. The two jars of wine that were more than ten years old were not put in. Instead, they were hidden in the wine cellar under my room.
Today there are many people and something good happened, so I brought out two jars of old wine.
These forty kilograms of wine should be enough for the twenty or so people to drink today.
"Hurry up, hurry up, your ten thousand gold jar of wine is waiting for you." Wu Yong saw that Wu Li had been waiting for a long time before he came out with the wine, so he quickly ran up and took the jar of wine to their table.
Wu Li carried another jar of wine to another table. Apart from the elders, this table was filled with people from his own family. Anyway, there were about twenty people crowded into just two tables. By this time, everyone was already hungry and their hearts were close to their backs.
Not too particular about it, I opened the wine jar and started drinking and eating.
While others were eating, the party secretary took out the house deed and contract from the black briefcase he carried with him, "Here are the building certificates for your new house and the contract for the reservoir. With these, you can build your house with confidence."
And get the reservoir."
"Thank you, Uncle Party Secretary, for running back and forth. Here's to you." Wu Li took the contract and building certificate, quickly stood up and gave a toast to the Party Secretary.
"Well, if you have anything to do with Xiaoli, come to your uncle. The uncle who can help will definitely help you." The party secretary was very straightforward in everything he said and did.
Wu Li gave a toast to the people at this table, and then floated to another table on his feet to toast him. Wu Li was the most powerful drinker. He poured down several kilograms of 60% old wine one after another.
Before he could relax, this guy got angry and fell to the ground to take a rest.
Wu Li shook his dizzy head, what was wrong with him, that he was so drunk after just such a small thing.
I looked around and saw that I was lying on a rocking chair on a grape trellis, covered with a thin blanket. There were several large and small yellow and black dogs lying at my feet. I looked at the sky and saw that it was getting bright again.
After getting up and solving the emergency, I brushed my teeth and washed my face, fed the livestock and poultry at home, looked at the big tortoise in the water tank, and picked up chicken and duck eggs. Unexpectedly, in addition to several wild duck eggs, I also picked up three big birds.
The eggs, well, they should be eggs laid by red-crowned cranes. After giving the wild duck eggs to another duck to hatch, Wu Li collected the eggs of the red-crowned cranes first to see if there would be any harvest in the future. If so, he would make five
Six of them were given to an old hen to nest in.
Wu Lida wanted to see if the old hen could carry out pheasants and red-crowned cranes, and whether the pheasants and cranes that had grown up with the hens still understood that flying was such a magical thing.
Of course, Wu Li actually had great expectations for wild ducks. He thought that if he could tame a group of wild ducks, it would be a lot of fun. Not only would he be able to tame a group of wild ducks, but he would also want to eat eggs if he raised too many.
Just eat the eggs. If you want to kill the duck, just kill the duck.
Wu Li glanced at the old hen and duck nesting in the nest, and his saliva almost flowed out.
In other words, as long as the slight odor is handled well, these game meats are much more delicious than domestic chickens and ducks. Even if they are hatched by themselves and made from wild bones and acquired nutrition, with the help of space water, they should be delicious.
Are you afraid they will fly away? Where do you think they can fly after their wing feathers are clipped?
After these things were done, the third aunt and sister-in-law came over to make breakfast, followed by a rickety old man and a big man who looked a bit silly.
This is the old man Yang and the mute that Uncle San was talking about yesterday. The big, silly man is a mute, and he is not naturally mute. I heard that he could still speak when he was a child, but later he became seriously ill and became mute for some reason.
Already.
This is another poor man. Not long after he became mute, his father suffered extensive burns when a gas explosion occurred in a small coal mine. After he crawled out of the mine, he had only one breath left. When he saw and heard
When the news arrived at the little mute and his mother in the mine, they breathed their last without saying a word.
Wu Li still remembers that when he was just sensible, his brother ran to watch the fun on his back.
That guy was quite lucky, but four more were pulled out later, and all of them were too dead to die.
Everyone's body was burnt to a pitch-black blackness. Except for the whites of his eyes and teeth, Wu Li couldn't remember anyone else who had white areas on his body. In addition to black, his whole body was burned with flesh and blood everywhere. His mute father even lost his skin.
Burnt to pieces
Wu Li didn't feel any fear at that time, but after he came back, he dreamed about the dead people he saw that day for several days. The adults kept talking about life and death in those days, so he knew what it meant to be afraid.
You can only close your eyes when you sleep with the light on, otherwise you may be frightened by the dream and cry loudly.
As soon as the mute father died, his grandparents collapsed, and the mute mother took up the family of three, old and young, in unspeakable misery. Within a year, she left the mute child and remarried.
At this time, the family was completely at a loss. Within a few years, due to overwork, the little mute's grandparents passed away one after another, leaving the little mute alone in the world.
Wujiacun saw that he was pitiful, so the kind-hearted people took turns taking care of his meal, and he also helped others to do some capable work to pay for his meal.
Later, for some unknown reason, a man with a foreign surname came to Wujia Village. He didn't even have a house, so he took root in the mute family's dilapidated house.
I don’t know why, but the mute actually kissed him.
The old and the young don't farm, so they just get a few pieces of land to grow some vegetables. Then the foreigner and the little mute usually go to the mountains to get wild products, go down to the river to catch some fish, sell them in the countryside to exchange for some money, and then buy some grain.
Just messing around like that.
These two people have been dependent on each other for more than 20 years, and this is how they came to be, and the surname became the familiar Lao Yangtou.
The mute man also grew into a strong man with a strong back and strong waist.
If one has to say that Wujiacun has the most popular candidate, it must be the mute.
Although this guy is mute, he is determined to repay his kindness.
People who have helped him in the past, just call him if you have anything to do, and he will do the work for you regardless of the food.
This may be due to his personality. Wu Li thinks it has something to do with Old Man Yang's training. Maybe he is afraid that if he doesn't teach the mute well, there will be no one to support him in his old age.
Someone asked, why no one cares about the death of a coal mine? At that time, all coal mines were private small coal mines, and the coal bosses were from other provinces. When they heard something happened, they would run away quickly. Anyway, he had already made enough money. If the miners died, they would die.
Yes, he patted his butt and left.
In the 1980s, it was not like this now. Once a person ran away, there was no place to look for him. People who deserved to die were in bad luck.