Li Qingling hummed, turned around and went into the kitchen to see if there was anything missing.
If you want to invite the villagers to dinner at their home tonight, you have to prepare enough things, otherwise, you will lose face.
Liu Zhimo saw Li Qingling enter the kitchen, he finished his work, talked to Li Qingling, and went out to find the village chief.
In order not to pollute Li Qingling's family, the village head's pig was killed directly at his house, and he also cooked the pig's head and so on. After everything was done, he would take Liu Zhimo and his clansmen to worship their ancestors.
When Liu Zhimo went to the village chief's house, the pig's head had already been cooked, and the villagers were about to carry all the cut pork to Li Qingling's house, so that the village mother-in-law could help cook.
Such a lively scene really only happens during the Chinese New Year.
"Zhimo, you came just in time, we are going to worship our ancestors." The village chief put his hands behind his back, saw Liu Zhimo coming, and called him with a smile.
Liu Zhimo nodded with a smile and said hello.
He was very happy to see the people in the village so happy.
"Zhimo, is Xiaoling at home?" Aunt Huang asked Liu Zhimo with a smile while holding a pot of pork.
"At home, thank you for your hard work."
"No hard work, no hard work, such a good thing, we wish to have it every day." Aunt Huang said with a smile. There is an official in the village. If they can eat so much meat during the Chinese New Year, is it too late for them to be happy? How can you feel hard
Think back when Li Qingling and Liu Zhimo's parents were gone, how many people in the village were watching jokes when there were only these children left? I feel that they can't grow up and can't support themselves, what about now? Who dares to laugh at them
People, really don't want to laugh at anyone, who knows if they will be successful in the past 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi
Just look at the children of Liu Zhimo, they will have a great future, and they will slap the faces of those who have seen their jokes.
Fortunately, she hugged Li Qingling's thigh at that time, otherwise she would regret it to death.
"That's right, we are so lively and festive, usually only during Chinese New Year." Someone answered with a smile, they wish they could hang out in front of Liu Zhimo every day, let Liu Zhimo remember them, maybe If they have anything to do in the future, Liu Zhimo can still ask Liu Zhimo to help them.
Besides, if they were familiar with Liu Zhimo, it would be so embarrassing to tell them about it!
Not everyone can make friends with officials.
Liu Zhimo said that everyone is happy.
"happy happy…"
When they were chatting lively, a blind woman approached Liu Zhimo, and asked Liu Zhimo with a smile, are his parents really from the capital, and are their family backgrounds really powerful
When she saw that Liu Zhimo's parents didn't look like rural people, how could rural people be so particular about them? Not only good-looking, but also literate.
Sure enough, she was not mistaken, that couple is our young master and wife.
Before Liu Zhimo could say anything, the village head drank with a sullen face, "Tietou family, what are you talking about? Why don't you go to work?" I don't know where these words came from. When he knows At that time, everyone in the village knew about it.
The woman didn't dare to ask any more random questions, so she chuckled, turned her butt and ran away.
"Zhimo, don't take their words to heart, ah!"
Liu Zhimo shook his head and said, it's all right.
His parents are indeed from the capital, and their family background is indeed very good, but he doesn't want to say this in public, lest people discuss it.
As for other people talking behind their backs, he just pretended not to hear them.
"After worshiping the ancestors, remember to offer incense to your parents and tell them the good news."
Liu Zhimo responded, saying that he would.
Grandpa has always wanted to take his parents back to the capital and put them in the ancestral cemetery. He can't stop him from doing this. Parents will go back sooner or later. For them, the capital is their home.
After all, they grew up in the capital, which is their hometown.
However, this matter will not be mentioned for the time being, and we will talk about it after he returns to the capital after the release.
The village head patted Liu Zhimo on the shoulder, said good boy, and walked to the kitchen with his hands behind his back to see if the incense and candles are ready
For the village chief, no matter where Liu Zhimo's parents came from? They have settled in Niutou Village for more than ten years, so he will regard them as people from Niutou Village. Only in this way can Niutou Village rely on this relationship to get help from Liu Zhimo and the others.
He has great ambitions, and he wants more children in the village to follow Liu Zhimo and the others out of Niutou Village to see the outside world, instead of being locked up in the small place of Niutou Village, facing the loess for the rest of their lives. upside down.
So no matter what, he must hold onto Liu Zhimo and his family tightly so that they don't forget Niutou Village.
Of course, it's not appropriate to mention these things now, and when the time is ripe, he will try to mention them to Liu Zhimo.
Liu Zhimo let out a sigh of relief, without showing any dissatisfaction on his face. He had expected these things to happen a long time ago, so it didn't affect his mood.
Everyone has curiosity, and it is not surprising that the villagers are curious about the identity of his parents.
"Let's go, worship the ancestors." The village head asked someone to carry the pig's head, holding incense and candles, waved his big hand, and led Liu Zhimo and the others to the ancestral hall in a mighty manner.
On Li Qingling's side, she was busy cooking with Aunt Huang and the others.
Inviting the whole village to eat is a lot of work. If one person is really difficult to do, fortunately, everyone in the village who is free has come to help. There are many people and great strength. It didn't take long for the previous work to be done. , Just wait for the frying pan to cook.
Looking at the people working in full swing, Li Qingling pursed her lips and smiled, everyone's enthusiasm is very high!
Is it because you will soon be able to eat pork, so you are working hard
"Little Ling, when are you leaving?" Aunt Huang asked Li Qingling curiously as she washed the bowls she borrowed from a villager's house.
Li Qingling said with a smile, and left the day after tomorrow.
Aunt Huang looked at Li Qingling with a look of reluctance, and said too quickly, they were about to leave before they had a proper conversation.
There is a saying that is true, the smell is close, the fragrance is far away, and the distance from the villagers makes it easier to chat with them.
"Ms. Huang, you can come and chat with me tomorrow. I will stay at home all day tomorrow and will not go out."
As soon as the villagers heard what Li Qingling and Aunt Huang had said, they all said they wanted to come and chat with her.
Li Qingling did not refuse anyone who came, and they all nodded with a smile, saying that they would come whenever they liked.
Seeing that Li Qingling agreed, the villagers became more energetic in their work.
When the village chief and the others came back carrying the pig's head, Li Qingling and the others had almost finished frying the vegetables.
"Xiao Ling, where are Rou Rou and Ning Ning? Let's visit our parents together." Liu Zhimo walked up to Li Qingling and asked her in a low voice.
Li Qingling said that Li Qingning and Liu Zhirou were playing on the other side of the pond, and asked him to call them back, and she went to change clothes.
There is a lot of oily smoke on the cooking, and the smell is a bit strong, so she can't go to see her parents in a mess.
Liu Zhimo hummed, and turned to look for Li Qingning and the others.
When Mr. Luo heard Liu Zhimo's intention, he pursed his lips and said that he would go too.
After a day and a night of mental preparation, it was time for him to meet his little disciple.
Liu Zhimo glanced at Mr. Luo and said hello.
Liu Zhimo, the six of them plus Mr. Luo, and a group of seven went up the mountain with their things.
When they went to Liu Zhimo's parents' cemetery, Liu Zhimo arranged the things one by one, took Li Qingling and the others to kneel down and kowtow three times.
"Father and mother, we came to see you. How are you doing over there? We are doing well, so don't worry about us." Liu Zhimo chattered to his parents while burning paper money What happened during this period, at the end, he poured a glass of wine on the ground, "Father and mother, the master has come to see you, and he wants to talk to you."
After the words fell, Mr. Luo squatted slowly beside Liu Zhimo. He looked at the words Liu Wenjing with tears in his eyes. We met under such circumstances, you..." As he spoke, Mr. Luo seemed to have a ball of cotton stuck in his throat, and he was unable to speak again.
He simply sat on the ground, stretched out his hand and patted Liu Wenjing's tombstone, as if patting his little disciple, he smiled wryly, "You, why are you so cruel? It's been more than ten years since you left, and you can't wait for a while. I don't even write a letter to the master, if I didn't see your son, the master would not know about your situation until he died." He is a little disciple, really... he is really cruel, he doesn't contact his father. Why don't you even contact him? Finding a place is so secretive that no one can find it, "Master, after I go down to see you, I must punish you well and let you know what is respecting the elderly?"
"The only thing I'm more pleased about, Master, is that you left a few children for Master, and someone sent Master to die. You have ten thousand hearts over there. With Master around, no one would dare to bully your children."
Mr. Luo didn't know what he was talking about, he was talking in a mess, he said something here and there, and he said whatever came to mind.
He talked to his little disciple for half an hour before he stopped slowly. He sighed again and patted the tombstone, "Master will come to see you when he is free, and you should be well over there."
Seeing that Mr. Luo was about to stand up, Liu Zhimo quickly reached out to support him. The master is getting old, so I'm really afraid that he won't be able to stand the stimulation.
"Master, don't be too sad, you still have us!"
Mr. Luo took another deep look at the young disciple's tombstone, sighed involuntarily, smiled reluctantly and comforted Liu Zhimo that he was fine.
Before Liu Zhimo had a firm foothold, he had to take good care of his old bones so that he could not fall down.
"Let's go and pay homage to my father-in-law and mother-in-law."
The group went to pay respects to the parents of Li Qingling's third sibling, and then walked down the mountain slowly.