Farmhouse Senda

Chapter 330 Michelle's Call
After lunch, the adults and children in the village are so excited that they don’t go into the house, they go around chatting, playing poker or mahjong, setting off cannons, and cracking melon seeds.

In fact, this is a way of exchanging feelings. In the past, rural people were too busy with farm work, and it was not until the day before the Spring Festival that they had the opportunity to relax and chat together.Now the farm work is much easier than before, but the habit I have formed has not changed.

Some people who work outside all year round are also at home at this time, chatting with friends of the same age in the village about their own situation, or asking about other people's situation.

Matchmakers are also the busiest in the past few days. Blind dates are blind dates. Marriage is something only those who have achieved true results can do. Many older men and young men who are on blind dates set marriage as their ultimate goal.

There is no way, there are still many bachelors, more men than women, too many men who cannot find wives.Before the implementation of family planning, it was great to have a boy, but it didn't matter if it was a girl.Many people don't appreciate it, and would rather be fined to have two boys than a girl.

At that time, there were no negative consequences, but now that living conditions are getting better and better, but there are more and more bachelors, some people realize that the imbalance between men and women is serious, and many men will not be able to find wives.In addition, most of the migrant girls met with partners outside, married to other places, and completely left the poor mountain valley, which made the men in the mountain village even worse.

Yang Yunu went out to visit with his mother, and Li Qingyun originally wanted to go online at home and chat with friends on the Internet.But Mao Dan, Li Yuncong, Li Zhuangzhuang, Daniu, Li Qinghu and other friends come to him to hang out, and they can usually shirk it, but now they can't.

During the Chinese New Year, no one in the house had to lock the door, Li Qingyun patted his ass and left without worrying about the safety of the house.

Because walking in the alleys of the village is familiar with people, if there are strange faces in the village, they will be chased and questioned, even the eighteenth generation of ancestors will ask.

"Huzi, the Maotai wine made by my third uncle is good. I drank two cups at noon, and it was very exciting." No wine can be placed in a plastic bucket. Li Qingyun has already poured the Maotai wine into a ceramic jar and put it in a small space in the wine cellar.No matter how hard you try, the Maotai-flavored wine brewed privately can't compare to Moutai. Li Qingyun had to keep it in a small space, hoping to improve the aroma of the wine.

Li Qinghu grinned and said: "It's fine if you like it, anyway, my grandfather and I like strong-flavored wine. Originally, my father was quite confident in the Maotai-flavored wine he brewed, but after tasting the old-fashioned strong-flavored wine you sent, Immediately, I didn’t dare to brag any more, and said that I would earnestly learn how to brew strong-flavored wine from my grandfather, and only take sauce-flavored wine as my personal hobby.”

This group of people drank wine at noon, and when they mentioned wine, they immediately shouted, saying that they didn't enjoy their drink at noon, so why don't they continue to drink at night?Some people say that it's a joke when you get drunk, and you can't even eat New Year's Eve dinner.

Wandering around to the Xiandai River, the ferry did not stop. As long as there are enough people to cross the river, the boat will still sail.But now almost no one takes a boat, because the pontoon bridge is basically completed, only some handrails have not been processed, but because of the Chinese New Year, the workers have all gone back, and the last details and beautification effects will be processed after a year.

The young people in Chenjiagou also wandered to the riverside, in groups of three or four, facing each other across the river.Those who know each other will shout a few times across the river as a greeting.Those who have grudges will scold each other across the river, and if they are in a hurry, they will even fight across the river.

Li Qingyun's cousin, Chen Lihe, was playing poker by the river. He seemed to be playing for money. He won a pile of five and ten yuan change in front of him, and he was excitedly tossing the poker.

A small truck slowly drove out from the mushroom shed, ready to cross the river.Of those mushroom sheds, only my cousin Chen Sheng's had output. The others used the wrong fertilizers, completely ruined the fungus bags, and had no harvest at all.

The bamboo shed in the fishing center is empty, and the movable tables and chairs have been put into the bamboo building of the management center.A young Taoist priest and a young monk were sitting in the corners, drinking some wine and talking about something.

"Fuwa, is this fake monk cheating on food and drink in your hotel, do you want brothers to clean him up?" Daniel seemed to have heard something from the villagers, pointing at the monk and said.

"No, he is my friend in a sense, so don't conflict with him." What a joke, that monk has a mysterious background and has a weird magic weapon on his body. I can't help him, how can ordinary people can do.

Hearing what Li Qingyun said, Li Zhuangzhuang shook his head and sighed: "You are not really afraid that the widow will die in the hotel, so you invited a monk to recite scriptures, right? No matter how the widow died, the public security bureau has closed the case, and the widow's natal family has also closed the case." If there is no trouble, let this matter pass, don't let a monk block your eyes in the village."

"You know what! This has nothing to do with what happened on the night of the snow disaster. Don't talk about it when it's Chinese New Year. By the way, have you sold out all the fish in your pond? If not, sell me a few thousand catties and I will make feed Hey bastard." Li Qingyun changed the subject, not wanting to mention the widow's murder case.

Li Zhuangzhuang had a happy face, and the topic immediately turned to the breeding business: "There are still many, you really want it, and my brother will give you a discount. Ge Laozi, I don't understand, why do you raise more than 30 yuan of fish?" There are people rushing for a catty of money, even 100 yuan per catty, but no one wants the fish I raised for five yuan per catty?"

Maodan joked: "There are many things you don't understand. The rich fish raised by Brother Fuwa are eager to eat, but the fish you raise can only be used as feed for bastards. This is the gap."

"Go away, our two big bosses are talking, how can you, a wage earner, have room to interrupt?" Li Zhuangzhuang scolded his face and taught, then changed his expression, and smiled flatteringly at Li Qingyun, "Brother, do you think so?" This makes sense? There are about [-] to [-] catties of fish in my pond. Can you finish them? If you want to finish them, I will give you an average price of five yuan per catty. I have been raising fish for so many years, and all my wealth is in it gone."

"If you want your sister, I only want fat-headed silver carp. I think three yuan a catty is too high." Li Qingyun trained.

"Come on, three yuan a catty, I can't even recover the cost." Li Zhuangzhuang complained, wanting to raise the price.

"Don't talk about business before the year, and we will talk about everything later. Anyway, the price was high before the year, and your fish could not be sold, and it will be even worse after the year. When the price of freshwater fish in the market drops, see if you can give it to me. What price do I want?" Li Qingyun lowered the price with peace of mind, because he felt that Li Zhuangzhuang's fish was only worth this price.

Everyone was laughing at the fact that Li Zhuangzhuang used too much fish feed. They saw a man and a woman in their 30s walking out of the Zhulou Hotel. Their accent and clothes looked like foreigners. They held a photo in their hands and asked everyone they met.

When the two walked up to Li Qingyun, they also held up the photo and asked, "Dear friends, have you seen the person in the photo? If you have any clues, please let us know and we will reward you face to face."

Not going home on New Year's Eve, but still living in the Bamboo House Hotel looking for people, can indeed win everyone's sympathy.But Li Qingyun sneered in his heart after seeing the photos. The person he was looking for was Fang Zhaoming's uncle, the middle-aged man who wanted to be cruel on his wedding night.

At that time, although Li Qingyun and Yang Yunu performed the ceremony of husband and wife on the bed, he could still feel the danger outside.After the spirit is released, I can see this man and hear his heart-breaking words.At that time, if grandpa hadn't appeared suddenly and killed him, he would have shot him and buried him in a small space as fertilizer.

In this day and age, killing a member of a normal civilized society would really cause big trouble.He killed so many fan monks who came out of the deep mountains by himself, and no one took photos to track them down.Grandpa got rid of this villain who wanted to harm his husband and wife, but Fang's family was looking for his whereabouts.

Everyone shook their heads, saying they hadn't seen it before. Li Qingyun also shook his head, not even bothering to speak.You can rest assured about your own methods, but grandpa's methods should not be bad.If the whereabouts of the dead can be found from a master of transformation, then the master of transformation is considered to be in vain, and it can be thrown into the Mariana Trench ashamed.

The two obviously didn't recognize Li Qingyun. Seeing that no one knew the clue, they left and continued to question passers-by.

Li Qingyun's cell phone rang suddenly, and it was another strange number. After connecting, Michelle's voice jumped out from the phone.

"Hi, my dearest Yun, I miss you a little bit, do you miss me? I know, you are married...but what does that matter, marriage can't stop me from thinking about you. These months, I have been erratic, and only then did I realize how comfortable and happy I was in the underground cave with you. I heard that tomorrow is your Lunar New Year, so I called to say hello."

Hearing Michelle's voice, Li Qingyun was excited and nervous, hurried to an empty corner, and whispered: "Michelle, where are you... No no, you don't need to answer, don't be monitored. You How are you now? I saw your grandfather, he is a very handsome and cautious old man, but he doesn’t seem to know about you, he doesn’t know that you were hunted down by people from the Onion Association.”

Michelle smiled happily on the phone: "Hehe, I'm fine, dear Yun, do you care about me? But it's not as dangerous as you imagined, even if people from the Onion Association catch me, It just forced me to hand over the small piece of solar meteorite and my research results. With my status in the life sciences, I am more valuable alive than dead. I think that the scientific research team in your country should also Have you discovered the strangeness of the solar meteorite? Before long, your Qinglong Town will be extremely lively, and maybe I will join in the fun."

Li Qingyun reminded: "Are you too optimistic? When the people from the Onion Association found me, they pointed a gun at me and forced me to cooperate with them."

Michelle's voice turned cold, and she said angrily: "Huh? I knew they would trouble you, and I will warn them not to go too far, otherwise I will publish some important information and see how they can still take the lead machine."

"No, you don't have to worry about me. I'm safe. No one can hurt me. If you call your grandpa, I think he will tell you some secrets. There are many masters in Qinglong Town. People from the Onion Association are here , will also suffer.”

"It turns out that's the case, then I can rest assured... Well, happy new year, remember to miss me secretly." Michelle made a kissing sound on the phone before ending the call.

Li Qingyun always felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Michelle was not so passionate about him before, but now she seems to like her more and more.His premonition has always been accurate. Could it be that, as the people from the Onion Association said, she is really pregnant with her own child?

(End of this chapter)