slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 14
As soon as Cang Hai sat up from the bed, the first thing he saw was Ping An stretching his head, leaning on the window glass and looking at him eagerly.

I don't know how long this guy stood by the window, Cang Hai waved at him, and Ping An happily grinned and led Xiao Pao into the room.

"Second brother, are you up yet?"

Cang Hai replied: "Get up!"

Pingan said happily, "Then I'll fetch water for you!"

After speaking, without waiting for Cang Hai to answer, he ran out again in a hurry, and when Cang Hai got dressed, Ping An just came back, and said to Cang Hai with a smile: "Second brother, I will let you open the door."

"Thank you for being safe!" Cang Hai said, and walked towards the door.

When I got to the door, I found that there was a little water in the basin above the ground, the kind that was just enough to fill the towel.Knowing that the water in the village is expensive, Cang Hai didn't say much to him, just wiped his face with a wet towel, and naturally he was spared brushing his teeth.But Cang Hai brought mouthwash here, unscrewed the cap of the bottle, sucked the cap into his mouth and held it.

Ping An had never seen blue mouthwash before, so he held the bottle and looked left and right with curiosity on his face.

Seeing that Ping An was curious, Cang Hai spit out the mouthwash in his mouth, stuck to Ping An and beckoned, and when he came over, he took the bottle and poured a small bottle cap, motioning him to keep it in his mouth.

"Don't swallow it, you can't drink it, just hold it in your mouth and spit it out for a while," Cang Hai said.

As soon as the mouthwash was in his mouth, Ping An's brows frowned. It is estimated that a guy who doesn't even brush his teeth very much is definitely not used to the taste of alcohol in mouthwash, nor the slightly burning feeling.

Pingan whimpered, "Second brother, I feel bad!"

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while," Cang Huo said with a smile.

Hearing what Cang Hai said, Ping An began to endure.

At this moment, Hu Shijie came out with all his hands and saw the basin at the door, so he said to Hu Pingan: "Why did you draw such a little water, and it was still cold, go get the water bottle and refill it for your second brother Rinse your face with hot water."

Woohoo!

Hu Ping'an had mouthwash in his mouth, and since Cang Hai didn't let him vomit, he held it honestly, and his speech was naturally a little awkward.

"Grandpa Hu, no need, I'm done washing," Cang Hai replied with a smile.

Hu Shijie asked the silly grandson, "What's in your mouth!"

"Mouthwash! Alright, let's spit it out safely," Cang Hai said.

Hearing that Cang Hai made him vomit, Hu Pingan pouted immediately, and a blue water arrow shot out from his mouth.

After spitting out the mouthwash, Hu Ping'an licked his mouth, feeling a little uncomfortable in his mouth, but the smell in his mouth was fragrant, which made him feel very strange.

"Mouthwash? What is this?" Hu Shijie was a little curious.

So Cang Hai got a small bottle cap for Grandpa Hu and taught him to keep mouthwash in his mouth.

After waiting for Hu Shijie to hold his mouth for a while, and then spit it out again, he suddenly felt that his breath was much fresher.So the old man took the bottle of mouthwash, looked left and right for a while, and then said: "People in this city really have a lot of things! They also use special water for mouthwash."

"Haiwazi, how much is this bottle?"

"More than 40," Cang Hai replied.

Hearing the price, Hu Shijie trembled while holding the bottle: "It's so expensive, it costs more than 40 yuan to buy such a small amount of mouthwash, I don't know what you think, wouldn't the sip just now cost two or three dollars?" It's a dollar."

Speaking of which, the old man put the mouthwash in his hand on the ground, as if he was afraid of spilling it.

"Hehe!" Cang Hai smiled and did not answer.

"Master, can you smell the fragrance in my mouth?" Ping An was quite satisfied with the fragrance in his mouth, moved to Hu Shijie's side, and opened his mouth to ask his grandfather to smell the fragrance in his mouth.But Hu Shijie didn't have such a joke, he slapped Ping An directly on the back of the head, and pulled him aside.

"Haiwazi, it's time to eat!"

After speaking, Hu Shijie turned around and went back to the room.

Cang Hai followed into the house, and saw half a pot of hand-cut noodles cooked in the pot, not white noodles, with a few oily and tender green vegetables and slices of fat and thin bacon.

This meal of noodles is not a big deal outside, but in a small village, it is quite a big meal for entertaining people, so Cang Hai said to Hu Shijie: "Grandpa Hu, this is a family, please don't be like this." It’s a big fight, I’ll just eat a little as I like.”

"I came back in ten years, and I know that you eat well outside, and there is nothing good in our village, so you just make do with it," Hu Shijie said while filling Cang Hai with a large bowl of noodles, and scooped up almost half of the bacon. Arrived in Cang Hai's bowl.

The men in the Northwest eat noodles, and the bowls are not small. For example, Hu Shijie used a soup bowl to serve Cang Hai's noodles. It was so full that if it was put in a noodle restaurant in Shanghai, this bowl would be divided into four people at least.

In addition to noodles, garlic is indispensable. It is a standard partner to eat noodles with garlic.

"Master, I can't eat such a big bowl!" Cang Hai looked at the noodles in his bowl, and said dumbfounded.

Hu Shijie said: "How can the young offspring not be able to eat it? You eat it first, and you really can't eat it for Ping An!"

Cang Hai was speechless after hearing this, so he squatted down on the ground in front of the door with the bowl in his hand, and just started sucking.

Generally speaking, except when drinking, there is no need for tables and stools when eating here. Put a bowl of garlic in front of the door and behind the house and put a head of garlic on your feet to start sucking.

Without eating two bites, Ping An squatted down next to Cang Hai, while Hu Shijie squatted a little further, squatting on the edge of the yard, chatting with Li Liren on the floor below.

The structure of the village is stepped, with layers of cave dwellings. The roof of this house is the yard of another family, so you can chat with the people below as soon as you stretch your head.

Seeing that Hu Shijie wasn't paying attention, Canghai gave Ping An half of the noodles in the bowl plus all the salted meat.This kid was chomping on the bacon while being foolish and happy. Although his brain is not good, this kid also understands what is delicious, and he knows that his grandfather can't find out about it, so he eats it very fast. In 2 minutes, half of the original pile of sharp noodles was dried by him, and there was not even a diced bacon left.

When he was full, he put down the bowl, and Cang Hai prepared to go to the graves of his father and grandparents. Paper money and sacrifices were all ready. What Cang Hai lacked now was a shovel. Add some soil to the grave.

Cang Hai opened his mouth, and Ping An took the shovel and carried it on his shoulder, apparently planning to go with Cang Hai.

Seeing Hu Pingan, he took out a bag from the grain enclosure, took out a few dried persimmons for Cang Hai to take.

Just like that, Cang Hai carried his things and walked towards his family's ancestral grave with a smile on his face.

The ancestral grave is not too far from the village. After crossing a ravine and then turning a slope, it is on the southwest side of the hillside.I haven't been here for ten years, but the head of the grave is still very obvious. It seems that the villagers and uncles have not taken care of them in the past few years since Canghai did not come back.

When the sacrifice was placed, he knelt down on his father's grave seriously, lit the paper money Canghai respectfully kowtowed three times to his father, and then began to talk about his life in Shanghai these years, and the future Intend.

Of course, Space can't say it. Although Ping An is a fool, he is not dumb, and he has no control over his mouth. It will be bad if he speaks out.

After staying at his father's grave for about 10 minutes, Cang Hai prepared to transfer to the joint grave of his grandfather and grandmother to continue paying homage.

"Ping An, what are you doing here?"

As he was about to add soil to his grandparents' grave, Cang Hai found that Ping An was still dazed beside his father's grave, so he opened his mouth and yelled.

"Second brother!"

Ping An hesitated to come over.

Seeing Ping An's appearance, Cang Hai finally understood that this kid was reluctant to leave the sacrifice.

It is the custom of the old villagers that as long as the sacrifices are enjoyed by the ancestors, then the 'left' can be eaten by the children and grandchildren. Fruit and pastries.

"Eat it!"

Cang Hai nodded, Ping'an's hands were like lightning, and he took a piece of peach cake and put it in his mouth. Soon, he was not only chewing a piece, but his hands were not idle, and the paper box containing the peach cake was empty in an instant. up.

Cang Hai turned around and took the shovel, and began to pile up soil for his grandparents' graves. After he piled up new soil, he laid out the offerings and began to burn paper and kowtow.

The grandparents' side is over, and the graves of the great-grandfather's grandparents will naturally also be engraved, but the grandparents' side will be simpler. The offerings have changed from six to four. As for incense, wine and so on, they are naturally indispensable.

It took more than an hour to fiddle with it, and finally a clod was dug, and large printed paper was pressed on the three grave mounds, and the entire scene of the grave was officially passed.

Cang Hai has packed up here, and Ping An has already used his outer jacket to clean up the sacrifices in front of the three graves, and carried them all on his shoulders like a bag.

This is the custom these days, so Cang Hai was not angry, and returned to the village with the shovel on his shoulders and peace of mind along the way.

The main reason is that after the work is done, opening the kiln is not something that will happen in a short while, so Cang Hai decided to go back to the town in the afternoon, go to the town the day after tomorrow to inquire about the land lease, and then return to the magic city, and then head to the United States Go suck on that big tree in America.

Hearing that Cang Hai was going to leave, the elders in the village naturally had another meal at noon. After eating, they bought some local products for Cang Hai and watched Cang Hai leave.

The one who hated Cang Hai the most was of course Ping An, tearfully tugging at the hem of Cang Hai's clothes, and finally Hu Shijie slapped his hands before letting go.

Even so, Ping An still stood on the top of the village for more than half an hour, waving his hands while watching Cang Hai disappear into the earth beams of the ravine.

(End of this chapter)