The draught never forgets the well digger.
For the old and young men in Liyuan Village, the old Wu family at the entrance of the village is their well digger.
All the strong workers in the village went out to work through the labor export channel built in the past.
As for the old, weak, sick and disabled who can't get out, they are not idle. They have started farmhouse fun, and their income is no different from that of going out to work.
In this way, the days will naturally rise.
There is a steady stream of income. Together with the women who married to Liyuan Village, they are confident to go back to their mother's house.
Occasionally, people outside the village are inevitably envious and jealous: don't they just hold the thigh of the old Wu family in your village?
However, at this time, the women who go back to their mother's house are often more proud and proud: how can you hold one if you have the ability?
Of course, when Wu Tao walked on the cement road in the village, no woman dared to come and hug her thighs.
However, when walking on the scattered roads in the village, I always inadvertently met a beautiful girl with spring at a corner. Obviously, I had been waiting for a long time, but pretended to be an accidental reunion and took the opportunity to say so few words.
After so many casual encounters, with more and more things on his shoulders and in his hands, song Guanghui also understood: "boss, are these little women on purpose?"
In fact, Wu Tao already knew it in his heart, but song Guanghui changed his taste as soon as he said it.
Walking all the way to the village branch, Wu Tao saw Gao JINDA and Lao Ding face to face with a smile.
The rapid development of the village in recent years has made these two people sit firmly in the two positions of the village branch for many years.
However, the authority of these two people is getting smaller and smaller. Everything in the village, big or small, will go to the old Wu family at the entrance of the village first. If there is no objection in the small villa, Gao JINDA will say in the big horn that he has the support of the old Wu family.
Wu Tao guessed that his mother's post of woman director was probably obtained in this way.
When communicating with the two mud legged cadres, Wu Tao didn't speak, just nodded.
Gao JINDA habitually touched the cigarette and immediately pushed it back. However, Lao Ding, who is good at doing work, successfully opened Wu Tao's golden mouth from Wu Binghua.
Wu Tao just glanced at the newly repaired village branch and didn't mean to go in.
Gao JINDA and Wu Tao were also interested. After occupying Wu Tao for three minutes, they resolutely left.
After this incident, Wu Tao was not interested in walking to the west of the village. As soon as he turned around, he began to go home.
Along the way, the old big black was not interested in anything. He just walked silently. He didn't even smell the cow dung on the roadside as he was released when he was a child.
The dog is old after all.
Wu Tao kicked the big black for a while, but in exchange for it, he turned back and wagged his tail. The warmth of sticking people in the past was gone.
As a result, song Guanghui saw this and began to gush about recommending the rich dogs raised in the city to him. Hearing Wu Tao, he was not tired of it and resolutely told him to shut up.
Song Guanghui stopped talking and the world was immediately clean.
On the way back, there were more people at the door-to-door intersection. They were chatting and chatting with each other. There were many foreign tourists staying in farmhouse.
According to this estimation of passenger flow, there will be only a lot more in the spring of next year, and the situation of epidemic prevention and health work is really serious.
Gao JINDA is right. In recent years, Liyuan Village has indeed entered a well-off society.
However, there are nearly 100 families that have built small foreign buildings. Many people follow the style of the vineyard, so that they are scattered and have a kind of pastoral interest in their life.
When passing by the intersection of the third uncle's house, Wu Tao saw Xiao Qi standing there with his head raised and looking forward, with something in his hand.
When I looked closer, I found that it was wine, the kind made at home.
Xiao Qi stuffed the wine into Wu Tao's arms, blushing and unable to jump out a word. Until Ma Xiuqin came from home, Xiao Qi was speechless.
Wu Tao called three aunts from a distance, smiled and patted Xiao Qi on the shoulder, "have you eaten yet?"
"No... not yet!" By this shot, Xiao Qi became more and more daring: "I just came back from school and haven't had time yet."
By the way, he took the child, "I didn't eat either. Go to my house." Wu Tao said to Ma Xiuqin, "aunt three, call grandpa two and uncle three too. My uncle is in charge of the kitchen tonight."
Ma Xiuqin, who has been living in an excellent way in recent years, has lost much of her philistine spirit. She laughs more comfortable. "No, Xiao Tao. Your second grandpa has passed. Your third uncle and I have eaten. Just take Xiao Qi there. "
A family doesn't talk.
This requirement, Ma Xiuqin mentioned is particularly natural.
"Well, let's go first." Wu Tao took Xiao Qi and left. After two steps, he remembered and turned back: "aunt three, there are too many things on Guanghui. If you need to, take some back."
Ma Xiuqin glanced roughly, then waved his hand and said, "they are all good things. I can't take them. The big guys are watching on the road. There is a heart on both sides. You'd better take it home. "
Yeah. Wu Tao nodded. "Then I'll ask someone to send the things I brought back from Jinling."
On Xiao Qi's shoulder, Wu Tao has a very social Jianghu spirit. He talks with the child. Only when he talks about school and learning, can he answer fluently.
The child is also shy.
It would be perfect if this energy could be distributed to Xiaojiang.
When I returned to the vineyard, different from the previous desolation, the house was already crowded.
A large group of people in the yard were busy organizing dinner. Wu Tao called her all the way. When he called his little aunt Yao Xiujuan, he was a little embarrassed as his subordinate.
When song Guanghui put down all his local specialties, Zhang Huilan just came to take a glance and walked away with little interest.
Second Aunt Zhang Xuemei looked curious and said, "elder sister, these are good things. If you don't want it, we can take it. "
Zhang Huilan waved her hand, "take it all, take it all, my son has never seen anything good?!"
There's nothing wrong with that.
But Wu Tao frowned, "Mom, obviously you don't like it. Is it appropriate to throw the pot to me like this?"
Zhang Xuemei sticks out her tongue and looks at Wu Tao, which means: that's your mother.
On the contrary, aunt Xia Li came over, picked it up one by one, and commented on it in a professional tone of a businessman. Finally, it confirmed my mother's conclusion: they are generally good things, and she has seen better ones.
He entered the kitchen and exchanged greetings with his uncle. As soon as he turned around and came out again, Wu Tao was surrounded by a group of children.
Zhang Chao, the son of the old uncle's family, Luo Xu of the second aunt's family, and even Zhang Le of the little uncle's mother's family, all gathered around, and each cousin shouted.
Wu Tao seemed to see what was missing, and then returned to his mind, "Hey, mom, where are Xiaojiang and black egg?"
Zhang Huilan paused. "Those two children are in senior one. They are very busy in their study. They say they can't come back tonight."
Wu Tao touched Xiao Qi's head. "Xiao Qi's graduating class in the third day of junior high school has come back. They are busy Farting!"
Zhang Huilan couldn't make it up. "They're not afraid of you. They can hide for a while." After talking, the topic changed, "come into the house quickly. Your little uncle has been here for a long time, and there is no one to accompany..."