Mountain wild man Ziwang and his wife

Chapter 66
This master dances... To be honest, he is very disrespectful.

It's like having an epileptic seizure.

It's so confusing.

In fact, it is not uncommon to see Yin Tao who is even more foolish. Before the end of the world, she went back to her hometown with her parents to attend the funeral of an elder.

That family is quite rich in the village, and the team of gentlemen they hired is also quite large, and they do a lot of tricks.

It's just... What the hell are the songs "Love Trading" and "Wait Once in a Millennium" played by the gentlemen at the funeral?Shouldn't there be mourning and joy?
Yin Tao, who has seen dancing in front of the mourning hall, is really qualified to comment on the performance of the witch.

What are you singing about?Not as good as "Love Trading"!

Then he sprinkled some chicken blood indiscriminately, pulled the cloth head from Boss Gao's mouth and poured him a bowl of talisman water. Is this the end of the matter?
Seeing the pig cage sink to the bottom of the water, Yin Tao said it was a pity.

Mrs. Xu said that my granddaughter is kind, and she said to Yin Tao: "Tao'er, Boss Gao deserved to die, he should have sunk into the pond last time, but our family let him go, he is not worthy of his stature.

Don't think about it too much, this kind of person dies when he dies.

Living is the scourge of a village! "

Yin Tao's sisters-in-law also persuaded her, and their rhetoric was similar to Xu's.

In fact, it's not that the people in the two villages are not kind. The era is such an era. Things like Shentang are a special product of this era. Everyone thinks that they should be punished, so naturally they will not pity Boss Gao.

Yin. Seeing life and death. Tao said that I just feel sorry for that chicken.

Learn more about Matsutake Chicken Soup.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, a great writer once criticized the indifference and numbness of the Chinese people. In fact, it was just a true reflection of human nature squeezed by the feudal system. To pity others?
Whenever there is a beheading, there must be countless people watching, thinking that the executioner should hurry up, don't delay them from getting blood on the steamed buns...

"I know Grandma, let's go back." Yin Tao got up, and Yin Dajiang hurried to carry the bench.

On the way, the people around were talking about the matter of Gao Boss, and made the story of Gao Laosan turned into a ghost to come to him vividly, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

Now everyone is sure that Gao Laoda was punished by Gao Laosan's ghost, which is why he ended up so miserable.

Yin Tao, who has hidden merit and fame: It's nice to have someone take the blame!
"It's fifteen tomorrow, Tao'er, let's go to the temple with grandma again!" Mrs. Xu was beaming, and Yin Tao asked strangely: "Didn't it mean that he was haunted by the soul of Gao Laosan, grandma?" If you don’t burn paper money for Gao Laosan, why do you have to go to the temple to burn incense?”

"Bah!" Mrs. Xu spat, "Old Gao's family has no way to think about my mother's incense. If it weren't for the fact that his third Gao's daughter-in-law was not indiscreet and focused on entrapping Dashui with the stick, our family could share What about that?

It would be good for my wife not to ask a Taoist priest to curse him that he would never be reborn forever! "

Well, grandma is mighty and domineering!
Ouyang Changfeng stared at the backs of Yin Tao and his party from a distance. He also happened to meet this excitement and stayed to watch it. He didn't expect to meet this unscrupulous woman again.

She watched the murder scene as a play, and she sat and ate melon seeds!

This woman's heart is so dark... It's salty and smelly.

Ouyang Changfeng felt a little uncomfortable. If he could be as black-hearted as this woman, how could he... and his mother too.

"A Cai, am I too kind, my son?"

Ah Cai, who didn't know what was in his heart, said flatteringly: "My lord, you are the kindest person in the world!"

Ouyang Changfeng snorted coldly, and walked away with a flick of his sleeves: "My son has decided to be unkind from today! What is kindness? Can it be eaten? Or can it be played?"

"Young Master, Young Master, wait for your slave..."

Yin Tao didn't know that she had been stamped with black hearts again, so she started writing copybooks when she got home.

By the time the children came back, the copybook for "Hundred Surnames" had already been written.

Yin Tao didn’t let a few of the children take the quill pen to the private school. After all, Mr. Private School teaches brushes, so what’s the use of quills for the children? If Mr. is old-fashioned, the children will have to eat .

Yin Tao, the copybook of "Hundred Surnames", decided to reward the child who practiced calligraphy best, because every afternoon, all the children of Yin's family practiced calligraphy together, including Yin Youyu, Yin Youbao and Yin Youliang who did not go to school.

As a result, the writing skills of the few school children were no better than that of the five-year-old Youyu.

Therefore, the first copybook produced by Yin Tao fell into Youyu's hands, and she envied the other children to death.

Guo, who had great expectations for Youdi, was so angry that he couldn't hold back and ran after Youdi all over the village with a feather duster.

But this time, Yin Tao discovered a problem. The children did not grasp the strength of writing well. Except for Youyu, the quill pens of the other children were all broken.

The quill pen is not forbidden, you still have to find a way to get the metal nib.

I don't know if blacksmiths in this era can make pen nibs.

Yin Tao thought, let's find time to visit the blacksmith's shop and ask.

At dinner in the evening, for the first time, Mrs. Xu asked Mrs. Gu to boil an egg for Youyu alone as a reward for him to learn to write well.

Now the envious children are jealous.

Youyu was very happy, he was reluctant to eat the eggs, and held the eggs in front of Yin Tao: "Little aunt, you eat."

Yin Tao never refuses anyone who comes to food, she accepted the eggs, then raised her hand to scratch Youyu's nose: "Thank you, Youyu."

Youyu smiled shyly: "I should thank my little aunt for teaching me how to write. When I can earn money in the future, I will buy a lot of delicious food for my little aunt."

"Hahaha, Grandma's good grandson, Youyu's mother, hurry up and cook another egg for Youyu, and cook an egg for Youyu every day to nourish his brain. It's rare for our old Yin's family to have a boy with a brain !” Knowing how to honor his aunt, knowing how to be grateful... Well, it is worthy of encouragement.

"We also earn money to buy a lot of delicious food for my aunt!" Youdi Youjin hurriedly yelled, "Hey, they want to eat eggs too."

Xu's face immediately collapsed when he heard the words: "Fuck off, eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat!
Eat them to death one by one!
As far as you have the nerve to say it like a dog crawling?When will you be able to make money, when will my mother give you eggs! "

Mrs. Xu scolded the child, and Mrs. Guo felt wronged, but she held back her words and dared not speak.

When she was lying on the bed at night, Mrs. Guo murmured to Da Jiang who was doing her hands and feet: "Da Jiang, mother is too eccentric. How can we have eggs when we have jade, and we have no eggs when we have land?"

Yin Dajiang was in a good mood at first, and wanted to do something with Guo Shi, but after hearing what she said, he lost interest all of a sudden. "That's Youyu's cleverness, Youyu's handwriting is better than that of Youdi, so Youyu should eat the eggs!

All right, go to sleep, what are you talking about after a long day? "After finishing speaking, Yin Dajiang turned around and ignored Guo Shi. Before Guo Shi came back to his senses, this guy started snoring.

Guo Shi, who was touched by Yin Dajiang before: ...

Good gas, good gas good gas!
(End of this chapter)