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The old man is my grandfather, the old man of Ji's family, the current leader of Ji's family village, talker, boss, old man Ji, Ji Xianghe.

It is no secret in Jijia Village that the old man can speak English.

It is no exaggeration to say that the old man's English is not CET-[-], but CET-[-] or above.

Normal conversation or something is not a problem at all.

And, according to my several years of experience in American and British dramas.

The old man's English pronunciation is still an authentic London accent.

The history of Mrs. Ji is quite mysterious.

As far as I know, at the time of the Republic of China, he left Jijia Village when he was young.Then, one or two years before liberation, I returned to the village.

When I came back, my grandfather could speak fluent English, and he was good at modern geometry and algebra problems.

There are two secrets about my grandfather.

One is his age, this, he doesn't tell anyone, and he doesn't celebrate his birthday either. (That’s nothing. The old people here seem to be taboo about birthdays, which means celebrating one less time and paying attention to forgetting the age, that is, forgetting how old you are, as if you can live a few more years by doing this.)

What's more, grandpa never told people what he experienced in those years when he left the village, who he met, and what he did.If no one said anything, they would get angry if they asked, so no one dared to raise this issue.

Later, I heard from my uncles that when my grandfather came back, he was seriously injured.

The Ji family's medical skills are unique, and the grandfather was able to get out of bed after raising him for a month.

Soon, Taoist Master Braid came to visit.

Then, the two of them set up a Taoist altar on the Nanmen Mountain opposite Jijia Village, and cried there for several days. It is said that they worshiped the dead brothers...

After that, grandpa built a small Taoist temple for Braided Taoist at the east end of the village. Taoist, even if he officially settled in Jijia Village.

Grandpa is well-informed, not only proficient in the inheritance of Ji's family, but also understands modern things.Therefore, he has always been the boss of the Ji family.

Uncle, no one dares to think about it, and no one can touch it!

Carry the handle!It's true that Jijia Village is in charge!

The old man of Ji's family stood up and shouted a string of English in a full-fledged manner.

In an instant, the foreign leader, the Jewish tycoon Lee Wood, was shocked.

Can it not be scary?

In such a deep mountain forest, really deep mountain, an ancient village that is almost isolated from the world, an old man who looks almost in his [-]s, played with you such an authentic British London accent.

Standing in front of the fake donkey, Li Wood trembled immediately, and he was frightened.

Then, except for me, everyone was so scared that they didn't dare to speak out.

Even classmate Xiaoqi stared at my grandfather in surprise, sticking out her little tongue.

Grandpa smiled lightly, still maintaining the posture of standing with his hands behind his back, and played with a British London accent loudly again.

He spoke very slowly, and I could make out the general idea, "Everyone has come from a long way, please come to the village to rest."

Only then did Li Wood come back to his senses, and ran up to his grandfather, very excited, as if meeting an old friend in a foreign land, he held his father's hand tightly, and kept talking in trembling English.

Grandpa calmly stroked his shoulder, signaling not to be so excited.

I am now walking up to Grandpa.

Grandpa glanced at me lightly: "I'm back."

I drooped my head: "I'm back."

"Go see your parents."

"Ah."

Yes, grandpa is just like me in front of outsiders, neither cold nor cold.But if you think he is a cold-blooded person, then you are very wrong!

I walked around my grandfather and came to a middle-aged couple standing behind him.

"Dad." I said weakly.

"Well, I didn't cause any trouble outside..."

This is my father, Ji Songting.

My father doesn't look like my third uncle, but a bit like my second uncle.Tall, thin, with sharp features.All day long, his expression was rigid, and it was rare to see him smile.

My father... speaking in modern terms, did not have any earth-shattering feats.

He is an ordinary mountain village barefoot doctor

His job is to carry the medicine box on his back and treat the mountain people with a radius of hundreds of miles.

My father and third uncle are very close. Although they have very different personalities, every time third uncle goes to the mountains to collect herbs, he always drags my father along.

In the words of the third uncle, without his eldest brother to accompany him, he would not be safe going up the mountain.

In the early years, I heard from my uncles that my father wanted to venture outside when he was young.

But my grandpa said that my dad was dull in temperament and didn't adapt to the outside world, so let's live an honest life in this simple valley.

So, my father took root in the mountains, and when he was over 30 years old, he was introduced to my mother who was fifty miles away, and then the two combined to give birth to a little monster like me.

For so many years, my father has been in the mountains, and the farthest place he has been to is the town.

At this time, my father asked me about the situation outside.

I laughed and said, "Where did I get into any trouble? No, your son has brought foreigners here."

The father made a black face: "Don't think that I don't know about you. Your second uncle told me everything. You are not in any joint venture hospital. Humph, brat, dare to lie to me. I'll see how I deal with you later."

As soon as I stuck out my tongue, whoosh, I moved to a fat woman next to my father.

She is my mother.

A simple and kind mountain woman.

"What are you talking about?" Mother was displeased, she gave my father a look, touched my shoulder and said, "When the big baby comes back, you scold him, all day long, with a dead face, who will show it?"

"Oh, let me look at the big baby, whether it is fat or thin."

My mother pulled me over and began to examine it carefully.

Looking at it, my mother's eye circles became red.

The son travels thousands of miles and the mother is worried!In the world, my parents are the people who love me the most.

I saw my mother crying, and I also burst into tears.

Our mothers and I met each other for a while with tears in our eyes, and suddenly looked at each other and smiled.

Mother said: "Let's go, big baby, mother will cook something delicious for you."

At this time, my dad said: "What, Xiao Da has brought so many guests, you let Xiao Da entertain the guests first."

After hearing this, my mother reluctantly let go of my hand.

I continued to move forward, and gave great gifts to the living uncles and grandmothers one by one.

When you are done, you will return to the team of visitors.

I heard that we were coming, and the village cleared up two empty houses on stilts for the guests to live in.

Grandpa even prepared a sumptuous banquet to entertain these foreign guests who came from afar.

The foreigners, Xiao Qi and Xiao Ge were all very happy, and their tiredness was gone.

Eat and drink as much as you want in the house.

After eating and drinking enough, I felt the urgency to urinate, hummed a ditty, took small steps, walked out of the stilted building, and went to a hut at the back, unbuttoning my trousers to release water.

During the period, Dasha Huang came to join in the fun again.

Go! Go! Go!Just stay there, didn't you look at me, am I busy?

I was very proud, after peeing, I pulled up my pants, and suddenly, I felt a cold air coming from behind.

I was startled.

Turned around sharply.

That's right, the leader of Ji's Village, Mrs. Ji, is looking at me playfully with his hands behind his back.

I shivered: "Grandpa."

Grandpa suddenly smiled: "Xiao Da, put your body outside and lose your body."

"what……"

Let me go, you can tell when the old man practiced his eyesight.

I lowered my head, embarrassedly, and said in a very low voice, "Yeah."

Grandpa was happy: "You little melon boy, I'm sure. As soon as you left last time, I knew that you had to lose this boy. Well, don't talk useless words, go to Taoist Master, Beg him to give you a medicine."

I asked: "Master Dao, by the way, why didn't I see Master Dao? Grandpa, where is he, and what medicine do I take?"

The old man smiled, pretending to be profound, with his hands behind his back, turned his head, and left.

Daoist, of course, is the Taoist with braids.

But grandpa asked me to ask him to get the medicine, what kind of medicine is it?

I am puzzled.

At this time, my eyes lit up, and suddenly I saw Xiaoqi's eyes wide open, standing on the stilted stairs, looking out and looking around.

"Hey! Here, here." I waved.

Xiao Qi was joyful and jumping for joy, running like a deer.

When she got close, she was about to pounce.

I hurriedly stopped and said in a low voice, "Be careful! The people in this village are very feudal. If you pounce, of course you will be left here."

Xiao Qi stuck out her tongue.

He just stretched out his hand, took mine and said, "Brother, your village is so beautiful, please show me around."

I asked, "Are you full?"

Xiaoqi: "Well, I'm full."

"Okay, I'll take you to see the small mountain village where I grew up."

I held Xiaoqi's hand and began to act as a tour guide, explaining the winding stories behind Diaojiaolou and every big tree in the village.

After a while, we went around a broken wall in the west of the village.

This cliff is very high, about 90 meters above the ground. The entire exposed cliff face is at an absolute [-]-degree vertical angle, and there are no protruding stone edges for people to climb.

On the rock wall, at a height of 20 meters, there is a small hole for one person to enter and exit. A large hanging basket is placed next to it, and there is a wooden pulley at the top for people to pull the hanging basket up and down.

Xiaoqi came here, pointed to the small hole and the hanging basket and said, "Hey, it's so weird here, what's on it?"

I have a dark face...

a long time.

I said, "That place is my childhood nightmare..."

That's right, my grandfather asked someone to open the small hole for me. Whenever I was mischievous and refused to listen to discipline, and it was useless to punish me again, I put the hanging basket on it and threw it into the hole, facing the wall. !

Every day, only one piece of dry food and one bottle of water were given.

When will I be able to sit quietly on the top, sit still, and really be able to sit on the lower wall and meditate.

Grandpa sent someone to get me down again.

In my childhood before the age of 12, I spent a lot of time in this cave.

Later, if the second uncle hadn't appeared in time.

I guess, I will never be able to forgive my grandfather and father.

Xiao Qi covered her mouth when she heard this, and two lines of tears flowed out without realizing it.

"Brother, you...you have suffered too much." Xiao Qi hugged me and said.

I looked up and looked at the small hole, feeling a lot in my heart.

Now, with my current state of mind, I recall all the tortures I have suffered before, and I will say loudly to my grandfather and father: "Thank you! Without your painstaking cultivation, I, Ji Baida, would never be where I am today."

I was in tears.

But this time it was tears of happiness, joy.

But just when Xiaoqi and I were hugging each other and weeping each other.

Suddenly, a very high-pitched voice called out: "Shameless!"

I was taken aback and turned my head: "Who?"

boom!

Ouch!

A stone hit me on the forehead.

"Who is it?"

There was another voice coming from behind: "Shameless, men and women, hug each other in broad daylight."

I had a laugh: "Damn braid, you say I'm shameless, you old guy is shameless!"