Aunt Xie Guilan was obviously confused by the acceptance notice produced by Han San Institute.
"Your procedures are quite complete, but I don't know how capable you are. I spent a lot of effort to get people to go to Maoshan, but in the end I sent you yellow-haired boys here... Oops!"
Xie Guilan was nagging and signing her name on the acceptance notice.
Han San put away the notice and explained with a smile: "We Maoshan disciples must complete several tasks every year, which affects which mountain we can practice in the coming year, so there are a lot of procedures, but don't worry, don't look at us because we are young.
, but the ability is not small!”
Xie Guilan said disgustedly: "What are you capable of?"
"Guaranteed service to your satisfaction!" Han San replied.
Yan Shouyi on the side felt strange when he heard this. It seemed that Han San was not a Taoist priest from Maoshan, but a young master from a nightclub, and Xie Guilan was a rich woman who came to play steel wire.
But all joking aside, Maoshan has strict management and standardized processes, which is worth learning. Although Han San is a bitch, his business ability is indeed outstanding, which is obviously the credit of Maoshan.
After Han San completed the procedures, Yan Shouyi said: "Auntie Xie, you..."
"Ahem!" Xie Guilan coughed heavily several times.
"...Sister Xie," Yan Shou changed his words, "So what weird thing happened in your village, can you tell us?"
Xie Guilan frowned and said, "We can't say it yet."
"Can't it now? When can it be done?" Long Feicheng glanced at the time. It was already past four in the afternoon, and the sun would have set later.
Xie Guilan said: "You all go to my house and sit down first. I will tell you after dinner."
Faced with Xie Guilan's strange request, Yan Shouyi and the others were embarrassed to refuse, so they followed Xie Guilan to Xie Guilan's residence.
Today's rural areas are different from those in the past. Especially in rich places like Qiantang, even in remote places far away from the city, there are few mud houses like that. Instead, every household has built a three-story building.
However, even after moving into a new house, rural people still cannot change some of the strange things they did in the past, such as planting a small vegetable garden in the yard and building a small chicken coop to raise chickens.
On the way, Yan Shouyi got to know a little about Xie Guilan and the basic situation of the village.
Although the village is close to Qiantang, a rural area is a rural area after all. Most young people have gone to the city to make money, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled in the village.
Xie Guilan is the director of this village, and she handles all matters in the village. Unfortunately, Xie Guilan is infertile, so at such an old age, without a husband or children, she wholeheartedly serves the people and does a good job at the grassroots level.
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When we arrived at Xie Guilan's house, the aunt was unambiguous. She went straight into the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife. Without saying a word, she took out a big rooster from the chicken coop and started bleeding.
Seeing this, Long Feicheng asked Weng Qianxiang guiltily: "Old man, was I not disrespectful when I spoke to Sister Xie just now?"
Weng Qianxiang shook his head and asked, "What about me?"
Even though Long Feicheng has been with Yan Shouyi for so long, he can kill zombies now, but he dare not kill chickens. After all, one is a dead thing and the other is a living thing. There is a fundamental difference.
Xie Guilan said while bleeding the chicken: "It's rare that we have guests at home. I'll stew chicken soup for you tonight! My chickens are much better than those chickens that are fed. The chicken soup that will be stewed later will have a layer of golden oil floating on it.
, I smell so good to you!”
Yan Shouyi still couldn't help it: "Sister Xie, you went to great lengths to invite us here, which shows that something serious happened in the village. We just saw it. Many people have disappeared around us recently. Why don't you want to call us here earlier?"
Are you making things clear?"
But Xie Guilan remained unmoved and only replied that he would talk after eating.
In desperation, Yan Shouyi and others had no choice but to sit back and wait.
At six o'clock, it was almost dark. Xie Guilan came to the dining table with a large iron basin. After opening the lid, Yan Shouyi and others, who were still listless, were immediately attracted by the fragrant chicken soup, and they instantly became twelve
Be energetic!
I saw that the big iron basin was covered with a layer of golden oil, and underneath was clear chicken soup. The chicken soup was filled with plump native chickens. The chicken legs of this big rooster were almost as thick as a child's arm. Just looking at it
It's so mouth-watering.
"Sister Xie, you are my biological mother!" Long Feicheng immediately began to seek relatives.
Without saying a word, everyone began to transform into rice cooks.
Xie Guilan had been busy all afternoon. At this time, he sat next to him and wiped his sweat. He said proudly: "Although the city is good and has everything, the food is far inferior to that in our countryside. We grow our own vegetables here."
Yes, the chickens are raised by oneself. They don’t spray pesticides and don’t eat feed. You city people can’t even buy them with your money!”
"My mother is right!" Long Feicheng was the first to support Xie Guilan, mainly because Xie Guilan's chicken drumsticks are so delicious.
Yan Shouyi was also greedy, but he kept quietly observing Xie Guilan while eating.
There was nothing wrong with Xie Guilan himself, and he looked like a kind-hearted person. He entertained Yan Shouyi and others warmly and generously.
It's just that she was reluctant to talk about what happened in the village, which made Yan Shouyi feel strange.
As soon as Yan Shou found out, Xie Guilan had been looking out the window frequently since he sat down.
Is there anything outside the window?
Apart from an old tree outside the window, there are only a few telephone poles in the distance.
When Yan Shouyi was confused, Xie Guilan said in a deep voice: "The sun has set."
The sun outside the window has completely set below the mountain, and the world seems to have plunged into darkness in an instant.
Everyone seemed to feel the change in Xie Guilan's mood, and they all put down their chopsticks. Only Long Feicheng was still chewing on the chicken legs:
“Delicious, delicious, so delicious!”
Yan Shouyi bumped Long Feicheng with his elbow with a dark face. Long Feicheng looked up and saw everyone's serious expressions, and then he realized that he was about to get down to business.
So he quickly put down the chicken legs, swallowed the chicken in his mouth, wiped some oil on his mouth, and finally calmed down.
Under the dim light, Xie Guilan's face looked a little gloomy.
She said in a deep voice:
"You ask me what happened in the village. I'm worried that you won't believe me after I tell you, so I have to let you stay and wait until after dark."
"It's dark now. If you don't believe what I say then, you can just go out and see what happens."
When Xie Guilan said this, he took a deep breath and paused for a long time before slowly saying:
"In our village, there is a rule during this period, and everyone abides by it unconditionally."