Golden Fishing Village

How stubborn can the old man be? If he said he gave this door to Ao Muyang, he would definitely let him move out immediately.

Ao Muyang said: "Master Man, what are you..."

The old man waved his hand and said: "Brother Xiaoyang, take it away. If it is really an antique cultural relic, you can make some money by selling it, help the village, and buy some food and drink for the old men. This The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are probably many people who won’t even be willing to buy New Year’s meat.”

Ao Muyang wanted to persuade him, but the old man continued to wave his hand: "Take it away quickly. This door is a disaster for me. It will bring me trouble."

What he said was meaningless, and Ao Muyang was confused.

Anyone who finds valuable cultural relics at home will be overjoyed. This old man is strange. Not only is he unhappy, but he is also worried.

He could tell that the old man really didn't want to keep this door at home.

Since the other party insisted, he would push him home in a trolley first.

He had guessed the material and value of this door. It was hard to tell the real situation yet, so he simply asked someone to identify it first. If it was indeed dark wood, he would sell it and give the money to the old man.

After the wooden door was pulled back, he quickly contacted the antique dealer.

When he sold the gloomy wooden table last time, he left the contact information of Cheng Deming, a red ocean collector. The price given by this person was very reliable, so he wanted to sell it to this person again.

But when he called, no one answered. He called three or four times in a row, but no one answered.

So he had no choice but to send a message and wait for Cheng Deming to reply.

Cheng Deming didn't reply, and someone knocked on the door.

Ao Muyang opened the door, and there were four strange men and women outside. They were dressed in bright clothes and were different from the fishermen in the surrounding villages.

He asked: "Who are you?"

A woman smiled and said: "Ao Muyang? Haha, have you forgotten your aunt? I am Ao Qianhong, your aunt Xiaohong, do you remember?"

Ao Muyang frowned: "Aunt Xiaohong? Oh, remember, you are Master Man's eldest daughter, right?"

Thinking of the woman's identity, he guessed the purpose of her visit.

Mr. Man was very pitiful. He had two sons and one daughter in his life. The younger son was the most filial, but he died in an accident with his wife. The eldest daughter and second son were ruthless. After they became adults, they left the village and went to the county town to do small business. This old man was thrown away as a burden.

He had met Ao Qianhong when he was a child. He had not been back to the village for twenty years. When he came back suddenly this time, he must have heard about the gloomy wooden door somehow.

Sure enough, Ao Qianhong went straight to the topic after doing some household chores: "Xiaoyang, haha, look, I have an antique wooden door at your place, right? Let's come and take it away so that it doesn't take up space in your house."

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "I do have a wooden door in Master Man's house. If he is willing to take it back, I will personally deliver it to him."

Ao Zhiman's son Ao Qianchun said: "No need to trouble you, we can just carry it back ourselves."

Ao Muyang looked at him with playful eyes and said, "Is this what Master Man meant?"

Ao Qianhong's husband said rudely: "Don't worry about who means it..."

Ao Muyang's eyes suddenly became sharp. Ao Qianhong hurriedly pulled her husband and said with a smile on her face: "Oh, Xiaoyang, I won't trouble you, we can just pull him back ourselves."

Don't even think about it. The brother and sister were famous for their unfilial nature in the village, and Ao Muyang hated such people the most.

However, he would not offend the four people. When faced with the four people's requests, he kept doing Tai Chi.

The general saw that the four men came with bad intentions, and grinned in a show of force.

Ao Muyang forbade it from biting and glared at it, so it had no choice but to sit down in dismay.

The two sides faced off at the door for a while, and Ao Zhiman's stubborn figure appeared at the intersection.

Seeing the four of them, the old man's pace suddenly quickened, and he shouted from a distance: "What are you doing here? What are you doing? I know you are determined to come out of my house, come on, don't embarrass yourself in the village!"

After saying that, the old man picked up a stone and threw it over.

Ao Qianhong avoided the stone in embarrassment and said, "Dad, Dad, look at you, what are you talking about?"

The old man still wanted to touch the rocks, but after all, he was old and it was inconvenient to bend down. He yelled angrily: "What did I say? What I said was human language! What about you? You are beasts worse than pigs and dogs!" "

The general saw him looking for a stone and immediately ran over, holding a stone in his mouth and stuffing it into his hand: Old man, do it!

Old man Ao Zhiman took the stone from its mouth, threw it at it again.

The general picked up another stone and sent it to him like a cannonball.

Ao Zhiman said angrily: "You guys are really worse than dogs!"

The general threatened him with his eyes: Why do you bury a dog like this? Can they compete with dogs? If you say that again, I won't pick up stones for you.

The old man was very old, but his arm strength and eyesight were not bad. The two rocks behind him hit the person.

Ao Qianchun covered his head and shouted: "Dad, what's wrong with you? What are you doing? How could you treat your son like this?"

The old man roared angrily: "Then you treat Dad like this? How many years has it been? Huh? It must have been fifteen years and you haven't come back to see me, right? You didn't even come back to cry when the third child died! You are really unscrupulous. !”

Ao Muyang said with a sullen face: "It's too much!"

Ao Qianhong's husband glared at him and said, "What does it have to do with you? This is our family matter!"

He has a bad temper, and he was the one responsible for the breakup between his wife and the family.

Seeing Ao Zhiman picking up stones and throwing them, he pointed at the old man's face and said, "Don't be so shameless. Give us the door today, and we will support you from now on..."

Ao Muyang kicked him up and flew him up from behind.

He spat and said, "No manners! We are a civilized village. Do as the Romans do. When you enter our village, you must be civilized. Otherwise, don't blame me for using the village rules to get you!"

The big man stood up and wanted to fight with him. Ao Fugui, who was watching the excitement, rushed up and said, "Are you planning on it? I've long been unhappy with you, so I'll give you a punch!"

This time the fight started to get lively, and people from the village rushing to shovel the snow.

Ao Qianchun and his brother had a long-standing grudge in the village, and everyone in the village was happy to punch them.

In this way, the four of them were like rats crossing the street. They could only run away with their heads in their hands when they saw others beating them.

The villagers still wanted to block them, but Ao Muyang shouted: "Okay, everyone, stop and tell them to get out."

In this matter, the saddest person was old man Ao Zhiman.

Looking at the backs of his children, the wrinkles on the old man's face seemed to be denser and his eyes were red.

After all, these are his daughter and son! The person he has loved for half his life!

Ao Muyang helped the old man into the house, and the old man muttered: "Brother Xiaoyang, you saw it, I said this thing is a trouble, isn't it a trouble?"

Seeing his sad look, Ao Muyang could only nod: "Yes, this is a problem."