Portable Space Can be Summoned

Qigong looked at the excited Uncle Erlin, tapped the table lightly, "Take your time, don't worry."

Then Qigong glanced at Yang Yuan like a warning, "And you, Yang Yuan, I know you are the leader of the new generation of our Giethoorn Village, but I tell you, as long as we are not dead, you can't come here. !Did you hear me?"

Yang Yuan knew that Qigong was not a stubborn person who would not let young people come forward. He was just worried that Yang Yuan, a young man who was born a calf, was not afraid of tigers.

So Yang Yuan said very obediently: "I see, Qigong, I won't fool around."

Fortunately, Yang Yuan's reputation is very good in the hearts of these elders. After hearing his assurance, the Qigong believed his words.

Uncle Erlin knew Yang Yuan very well, "I heard Xiaohu and his brothers say that Xiaoyuan's kung fu practice is very good, you can find an opportunity to use it..."

But before he could finish speaking, Qigong tapped him with his cigarette bag, "Don't encourage him here, and be honest with me."

"What I said is the truth." Uncle Erlin said aggrieved.

Qigong's cigarette bag is very painful to beat, but the cigarette bag pot is made of metal. If you touch a human bone, which one would you say hurts more?

Yang Yuan felt a little funny when he saw that Uncle Erlin wanted to skin and was instantly pressed by Qigong.

But before he could smile, Qi Gong's eyes swept across his face again.

Okay, why don't you stop laughing?

Besides, don't treat me like a child, okay? Am I the kind of person who will act impulsively as soon as I am instigated?

of course not.

Yang Yuan considers himself to be a very thoughtful person and will not act rashly.

As for the idea of ​​going to find out about the bandits just now, he wouldn't admit it.

I don't have it, don't write nonsense!

Qigong looked at the few people who were sitting. He also had two old guys. Dashan and Erlin were the representatives of the village's prime ministers. Yang Yuan was the leader of the young people and the future of the village.

"Everything has to be discussed in the long run. We must think of solutions while ensuring the safety of the villagers."

Yang Yuan's impression of Qigong has never been wrong. Be careful and be careful, be cautious and be more cautious.

It is this cautiousness that has allowed Giethoorn Village to remain safe after several crises.

Without today's drought, Giethoorn Village would have been a village in Sanyang Town that has had a bumper harvest for seven consecutive years.

All of these seven public contributions are indispensable.

Dashan, Erlin and the others immediately nodded yes, and Yang Yuan nodded frantically at the side, he is a good boy, how could he not listen to Qigong's words?

The three of them were very obedient on the surface, and they all said that they would definitely not act rashly. As for what they were thinking in their hearts, only the three of them knew in their hearts.

"Okay, let's go here first today. What should you three do? Don't get in the way of my third brother and me basking in the sun."

Qigong issued an expulsion order.

However, this reason made Yang Yuan and the others complain endlessly. They went to bask in such a big sun, I'm afraid it wasn't because of heatstroke!

"Qi Gong, pay attention to your body."

"Well, yes, Qigong needs to take care of his health."

"roll!"

"Hey!"

Yang Yuan wanted to be skinny, but the addition of Uncle Erlin made Qigong angry.

Looking at the cigarette bag held up, Yang Yuan quickly took two steps to distance himself from Uncle Erlin. He found that Uncle Erlin was the real skin. He must have been beaten a lot when he was a child, and now he must not implicate himself.

Slip away!

"Xiaoyuan, wait a moment."

Before Yang Yuan could walk away, Uncle Erlin's voice came from behind.

Yang Yuan couldn't pretend that he couldn't hear him, so he could only stop and ask, "What's wrong with the second uncle?"

Uncle Erlin and Yang Yuan's father are very close, so Yang Yuan usually calls him Uncle Erlin directly.

Yang Guolin looked at Yang Yuan with a half-smile but not a smile, "How about the second uncle invited you to dinner today, do you want to give the second uncle this face?"

Yang Yuan looked at the second uncle's big face, which was uglier than crying when he laughed, and the words of refusal were kept in his heart and he dared not say it.

Although now he and his second uncle are definitely going to win more and lose less, how could he dare to fight with his second uncle? Yang Yuan's family was very difficult when he was a child. Thanks to the help of his relatives in the village, he was able to keep his private land and have food to eat.

Especially Qigong and Second Uncle, without their firm opposition, their private fields would have been taken over long ago.

How can there be sixteen acres of land now!

"Of course not. Second uncle will go first. I'll have something to eat at noon with my grandfather."

Yang Yuan not only agreed to the second uncle's invitation, but also had to prepare the ingredients himself.

Yang Guolin was not polite either. Isn't it right for his nephew to bring him something delicious?

After returning home, Yang Yuan went to a remote place in the yard and took out a pheasant, a hare, and a grass carp that weighed more than two kilograms from his pocket.

"These should be enough to eat!"

Yang Yuan talked to his grandmother, and then walked to the second uncle's house at the east end of the village with his things.

When he arrived at the second uncle's house, Yang Yuan found that Yang Hu was actually at home, but Yang Bao was not there.

"Xiaohu, where is your brother?"

"Huh? Brother Yuan, Leopard should go to the mountains. I just came back from the field. Do you have something to do with me and Leopard?"

Yang Hu didn't know that his father wanted to invite Yang Yuan to dinner, so he was surprised to see him.

"No, I'm not looking for the two of you, I'm looking for your father." Yang Yuan said helplessly.

"My father?" Yang Hu was even more surprised, as if Brother Yuan had never looked for my father, could something have happened?

"Brother Yuan, haven't you encountered anything?" Yang Hu asked tentatively.

"No, the second uncle wants to invite me to dinner."

Yang Yuan told the truth, but Yang Hu still couldn't believe it.

My father actually wants to invite Brother Yuan to dinner, or is he alone?

This is unusual.

Just when he wanted to continue talking to Yang Yuan, Yang Guolin came out of the room and happened to see the chicken rabbit fish in Yang Yuan's hand.

"Yo! It's all good things. It seems that your kid's kung fu is better than your father's. Xiaohu, go and call your mother back. Today I'm going to invite your Yuan brother to dinner!"

Seeing the prey in Yang Yuan's hands, Yang Guolin looked very happy, and the smile that was even uglier than crying appeared again.

It made both Yang Yuan and Yang Hu feel numb, not to mention Yang Yuan's nephew, even Yang Hu, a son, prefers to see a serious father.

As a senior hunter in the village, Yang Guolin was not short of meat even in the most difficult years. The reason why he was so happy was because Yang Yuan brought these things.

If someone else took these things into his door, he might be kicked out.

how? Look down on my senior hunter Yang Erlin, am I someone who has never eaten meat?

When Yang Hu saw his father welcoming Yang Yuan into the house warmly, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He gave Yang Yuan a look of taking care, and then went to the field to ask his mother to come back to cook.

No matter what Dad wants to talk about with Brother Yuan, today's lunch must be very rich!

Wow! Just thinking about it makes my mouth water, braised rabbit, chicken soup, and stewed fish…

Hurry up and find your mother!