After going down the mountain, the full-level boss made his fortune by fortune-telling

Chapter 51 Problems on the Tea Mountain
Drivers have been commuting this line for over ten years.

The first stop on this line is Liangxi Village, and only he can drive the broken road in Liangxi Village, so the driver has long been used to fighting with a group of country women every morning.

These women have hot tempers, and they tried their best to get in the car, so every time before he opened the door, he had to drink a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and prepare to yell the sentence that he yelled every day.

"Insert coins before getting in the car!!"

In the past, when he arrived at the station every day, it would be full within 3 minutes, but today he has been waiting for 3 minutes, and there are only a few people on the bus. Worried that there will be no place later.

The driver drank all his tea.

Seeing that no one came up, he took another sip in a daze.

"What's going on today? Don't get in the car anymore?"

The woman who was looking through the window laughed.

"The little master is back, you have to wait a little longer this time."

"Who is the little master?"

For the women in Liangxi Village, what is more important than squeezing the bus?
The woman gave him a contemptuous look.

"Little master, you don't even know? The celestial master on Qingyuan Mountain is very knowledgeable. He knows everything in the sky and on the earth. If there is any problem in your family that can't be solved, it will be no problem to go up the mountain to find the old celestial master!"

Why is there another old celestial master here?
The departure time is fixed.

Seeing that the bus was about to start, but more than half of the people didn't get on the bus, the driver honked his horn impatiently, opened the window and shouted outside.

"Aren't you going to make it? If you don't make it, leave!"

"Up, up, up! Little master, go up first!"

"Yes, yes, come on, little master, hurry up, make way for the little master!"

The women in Liangxi Village, who would scold them for losing a feather in their chickens, showed unanimous generosity and enthusiasm at this time.

The driver was stunned. He watched the women get out of the way, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl slowly got into the car.

"Little master, I voted for you!"

"Little master sit here!"

"This is near the door, sit here!!"

The girl is like a baby, everyone is scrambling to sit with her.

In the end, the car was still full and staggered into the mountain road.

The car was still very noisy, but this time the women were not talking about their parents' troubles, but an unusually unified topic.

"Little master, when will you go back this time?"

"Go back after vacation."

"Little master, is this city more beautiful than the village?"

"almost the same."

"Little master, where is the old heavenly master? I haven't seen him for a long time! Our old man has specially prepared a jar of good wine and is waiting to invite the old heavenly master to drink at home!"

"Master has traveled, and I don't know where he has gone for the time being."

"Little Master..."

To the questions from all directions, Li Xuanwei answered them one by one, his attitude was not very enthusiastic, but polite and patient.

The women chatted with Li Xuanwei all the way, and they reluctantly got out of the car when they reached the county town.

"Little master stay a few more days this time, go to aunt's house for dinner tomorrow, and aunt will steam buns for you!"

Li Xuanwei nodded towards them, then led Xiaohu and turned to leave.

Li Liang and Li Hanshan, who couldn't get in the slightest word, remained silent throughout the journey.

"I didn't expect Wei Wei to be so popular in the village!"

Li Hanshan didn't speak, looking at Li Xuanwei who was walking in front, he felt a little complicated in his heart.

When he arrived at the county seat, the first thing Li Liang did was to call Li Qizhi to report his safety, while Li Hanshan started a video chat with Zhou Qing.

The woman urged Li Hanshan to hand over the phone to Li Xuanwei.

As soon as she saw her daughter, Zhou Qing kept shouting and talking to her, until it was almost time to go back after shopping, the woman reluctantly watched her daughter's face disappear into the screen.

"Hanshan, take good care of Weiwei and come back early."

"Don't worry, take care of yourself."

The bus back to the village is still the same.

Waiting until 04:30 in the afternoon, a dusty bus slowly entered the station, and the same group of people who came up surrounded Li Xuanwei and got on the bus together.

It was almost six o'clock when we returned to the village, the sky was gray and the sun was about to set.

The village head waited at the entrance of the village in person, seeing Li Xuanwei got off the car, he hurried up to meet him.

"Little Master, are you free tonight? I have set up a table of dishes at home. Let's sit down and have a good chat?"

Li Xuan slightly turned his face to look at Li Hanshan who was at the side.

"How about you go back first?"

How could Li Hanshan go back, and stepped forward to shake hands with the village head.

"Hello, I'm Weiwei's father. It's getting dark and I don't feel at ease going alone. Do you mind if we go together?"

"Oh, you are the little master's biological father! That's just right, if you don't mind, let's come together!"

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The village head had already prepared a table of good dishes, and with him, the remaining old village heads were all gray-haired and stooped, but they still got up tremblingly to welcome Li Xuanwei and let her take a seat.

Li Xuan shook his head slightly, and sat near the door.

The expressions of the several old village chiefs were different, but there was a similar look in their eyes, which was sadness and helplessness.

The meal was exceptionally quiet. Except for Li Xuanwei and Xiaohu, the rest of the table were men, women and children eating around the pot, and from time to time they had to poke their heads into the room to see what was going on.

"The dirty things have been buried, and the tea garden has not been touched, little master, what do we have to do now?"

Li Xuanwei put down his chopsticks and said flatly.

"What about those who want to buy the hill?"

"In the county, I don't know whether to leave or not."

"About the tea garden, do you want to sell it, or don't you want to sell it?"

When the village chief heard this, he shook his head firmly and denied it.

"Of course I won't sell it! This is the land left by our ancestors, how can I sell it! After selling it, how can we live and drink?"

Li Xuan nodded slightly.

"What about other people's attitude? Same as yours?"

"Some people want to sell it, some don't. Our village committee decided not to sell it. The minority obeys the majority, so don't worry about them."

The tea mountains are all connected together.

A mountain top is owned by more than a dozen families, and no one can decide whether to sell the mountain top or not.

"Little master, is this the fault of those who want to sell tea mountain?"

"Not all. Tomorrow I'll go to Chashan to have a look. You can bring some strong ones with you. I don't have much vacation, so solve this problem as soon as possible."

The village chief nodded repeatedly, and offered tea to Li Xuanwei non-stop.

This scene looked indescribably weird and strange.

A group of people sent them all the way to the gate of the Taoist temple, and left a lot of eggs and buns before leaving.

Li Xuanwei thanked him and sent all the things into the kitchen.

Li Hanshan followed his daughter, and after hesitating for a while, he still asked the question that had been pent up in his stomach all day.

(End of this chapter)