"I'm happy. I'm happy. Now your husband and I are not only known as Mr. Hualiu in Taoyuan, but also won the title of Lord Longyang. I'm satisfied. Don't be naughty and make trouble. Don't you go against me?"
On the way back to Mengjiacun, Meng Xinghe was sitting in the middle of the carriage. Next to him was Mengdie who looked proud. Thinking of what happened at the poetry competition last night, Mr. Meng felt a fire in his heart. He originally wanted to take a good care of himself when he went back. The family serves Mengdie. Unexpectedly, this little girl didn't show up last night. She tortured Master Meng to the point of burning with anger. He vowed to torture her well. Little did he know that this morning he saw Mengdie who went back to Mengjia Village with him in a well-behaved manner. .Meng Xinghe could not bring himself to "revenge". He could only fight with words to find some comfort in his heart.
Mengdie looked like she was ready to be beaten and scolded. She was as pitiful as she could be. Being able to act like her in an acting game was really not a day's work.
"Wow, sir. That's the Yandang Mountain that my mother told me about."
Meng Xinghe didn't even take into account what Meng Xinghe said earlier. Mengdie happily looked at the majestic mountains outside the car window. She had heard Meng's mother say before that after passing Yandang Mountain, you can see Mengjia Village. That's why it's called Yandang Mountain. That's because the geese migrating south will linger around the mountains and be unwilling to leave as long as they fly here. They don't move to the north until the next spring, hence the name. Mengdie just wants to divert Meng Xinghe's attention. Where is Master Meng? I don’t know. He snorted a few symbolic words and closed his eyes. All the previous resentment disappeared.
Although the carriage was temporarily quiet, there was a commotion outside the carriage.
Luo Feng heard Mengdie say that the mountain in front is Yandang Mountain. Old Xue used to hunt wild geese here. Luo Feng, who had not eaten wild game in a few days, was greedy. His hands were greedy and his mouth was even greedier. He asked whether he would go hunting two wild geese later. Come back to the braise. Xue Rengui pursed his lips in disdain. With Luo Feng's arm strength, it was a bit difficult to hit the wild geese on the top of the mountain on the plain.
"Lao Luo, I'm not telling you. Yandang Mountain is a thousand feet high. Hunting wild geese is not that easy."
Luo Feng was a little shocked. He was opportunistic and said, "Then I'll go up the mountain and hunt. I'm sure I can catch a few."
Xue Rengui encouraged, "Then you go up the mountain and hunt. I think you can pick up a few bird feathers."
Luo Feng curled his lips. Apparently he wanted to show it to Xue Rengui.
A clear river flows around the head of Mengjia Village. After crossing a small wooden bridge, Mengjia Village, with only a few dozen households, appears in front of us. The cattle under the old locust tree at the head of the village saw a line of carriages driving on the trail outside the village. Come. They were so frightened that they roared around the locust tree. Several children who were playing in the mud also stopped one after another and circled around the two carriages. It seemed that it was the first time they saw such a beautiful car entering the village. They made a lot of noise for a while. .Welcome the people of Mengjia Village who were not busy in the first place.
"Dad, whose carriage is this? Why is it several times bigger than mine?"
Wang Xiaohu, Li Zheng's son, heard the noise outside and ran out of his house to see what was new. He found two carriages on the small bridge at the end of the village. He immediately ran over in distress. His father, Wang Li Zheng, sounded like he was bullying men and dominating women. He said: "Don't you, please stop the carriage for me. Aren't you afraid of damaging the bridge in our village with such a big carriage? I tell you, even if the county magistrate comes, you should all get off the car and walk, so as not to damage our village." Our century-old bridge has ruined the feng shui of this village."
"Boss, someone is blocking the road. What should I do?" Luo Feng and Xue Rengui were not afraid of the little fat man appearing in front of them. They were just waiting for Meng Xinghe to give orders so that they could drive over.
Meng Xinghe knew when he heard the voice just now that he was the only person with a foreign surname in the Meng family village. His father was the son-in-law of Meng Huaijiang, the former lizheng at the head of the village. He inherited all the family business of Mr. Meng's family. And he was the son-in-law. Under the blessing of his father, he studied in a private school for two years and did not even enter the county school. But he was the next successor to Li Zheng, Wang Xiaohu.
At this moment, Wang Xiaohu was doing what he should do seriously. He stood up boldly for the benefit of the entire Mengjia Village. What he said seemed reasonable. If the two carriages that just arrived really drove in, then it would be very stressful. Breaking the bridge is a small matter, but breaking the feng shui of Mengjia Village is a big deal. After all, everyone in Mengjia Village knows that there was a champion in the village this year. Maybe whose grave will be smoked that day, it is very likely that his children and grandchildren will be the top picks in high school.
At this time, Wang Lizheng, who came after hearing the news, also came here. He saw two young boys driving the car. He didn't know them. He had never seen them in the village. He was not as direct as his son. It can be said that the bridge is a Fengshui bridge. He couldn't stand the torment of the big carriage. Usually even when the cattle carriage in the village went out, pedestrians had to get off and walk. He could only feel sorry for the gentlemen on the carriage. But before he finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage opened. In Mengjia Village Meng Xinghe, who looked almost unchanged in human eyes, walked down.
Wang Lizheng was immediately dumbfounded.
The villagers from Mengjia Village who came to watch the excitement were also dumbfounded.
The champion is back.
A bolt from the blue struck him. He already nodded and said, "It turns out that my nephew has come home. Come into the village quickly. It only takes a hundred years for Mengjia Village to produce a number one scholar. If word spreads, the ancestors will be happy. Why didn't you inform me earlier?" Let me tell you, Third Uncle, so that I can lead the whole village to greet you."
Wang Lizheng came to Meng Xinghe enthusiastically. He was even more bent than when the county magistrate Shan came to announce the good news and nodded and bowed.
Meng Xinghe thought that the ancestors of the Meng family are happy. What does it have to do with the Wang family? Although this village says you are upright, it is still the Meng family village. It is not the turn of a person with a foreign surname to speak. You have a nephew on the left and a nephew on the right. Neither. Feeling ashamed.
Originally, there was some conflict with the Wang family and his son over the farm matter. Meng Xinghe did not greet him with a smile. He just put his hand into the carriage. Then, in the astonished eyes of all the villagers in Mengjia Village, he took the beautiful Mengdie out of the carriage. Next, those villagers who were unwilling to marry their daughters to Meng Xinghe now felt their faces burning. Now let alone the Meng family’s gift of dozens of taels of silver, even if it was a back-end. Today’s Meng family You may not like her. But by bringing such a beautiful daughter-in-law home, why don't you envy the villagers who always like to bully the declining Meng family?
Wang Lizheng's face is not ordinary. As a son-in-law who came from a foreign country, no matter how many people scolded him, he has become the leader of Mengjia Village. Not to mention how capable he is as a person and doing things, there is nothing wrong with being thick-skinned.
He volunteered to lead the way, paving the way for Meng Xinghe to prevent those ignorant children from joining in the fun and blocking the way of the No. 1 Scholar. He was even so shameless that he asked his precious son, who inherited his mantle, to go and help Meng Xinghe. Driving a carriage into the village, he introduced Mengjia Village to a few strangers brought by Meng Xinghe. There is Yandang Mountain in the front and Lianglong River in the back. Only a place with good Feng Shui can be the top scholar. This made Chai, who has always been known for his shamelessness, Everyone has to admire that this old guy is indeed an old man. His face is nothing. He is nothing else.
The group of people came to the Meng family compound in a hurry. The two old poplar trees in front of the door were the same as when they left last year. They were not lively, but they were still tenacious. The occasional fallen leaves proved that they were the oldest in front of the Meng family. Doorman.
The Meng Family Courtyard has been renovated. Even the door has been painted vermilion. This makes the originally grand Meng Family Courtyard look even more solemn at the moment. Looking at his huge home, Meng Xinghe thought to himself. If he hadn't been a prodigal in the past, his wealth as the richest man in Mengjia Village would be enough for him to have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life.
When Wang Lizheng saw Mr. Meng seeing the Meng family compound, his face was unavoidably thoughtful. He immediately found every opportunity to please him and said: "That day after I learned that your nephew was the number one scholar in high school, the village decided to move the place where the number one scholar once lived. The mansion has been renovated. We did all these things with my sister-in-law's consent. Since my sister-in-law was taken to Chang'an by you, I often ask my daughter-in-law to come over and clean the Meng family compound. Everything inside is spotless, waiting for my nephew and his wife. Guests can come back and stay there again.”
Master Li Zheng opened the door of the Meng family for Meng Xinghe. The inside was indeed brand new. Even the gold-inlaid family god plaque that Li Zheng had snatched away before was returned to its original owner. It was placed in the middle of the Meng family hall. The courtyard and corridors are all clean and tidy. It really looks like a wealthy family.
Meng Xinghe did not say thank you. The things that were recently added to the house were all snatched from his mother by the people in Mengjia Village. He was very familiar with the Mengjia compound. Xiao Chun'er arranged it and was responsible for everyone's food and accommodation. Master Li Zheng was very bright. He immediately wiped his mouth and said: "My nephew comes back for the first time. Today I will rest at my house first. Third uncle can also welcome you on behalf of the whole village. 's arrival."
"How can this be so troublesome?" Meng Xinghe said, adhering to the principle of not taking advantage of the bastard.
Wang Lizheng felt as if he had eaten honey. He said, "It's not troublesome. My good nephew is willing to appreciate it. It's already the honor of my third uncle."
Others felt a chill after hearing this. Only the person involved, Wang Lizheng, didn't seem to think anything was wrong. It was already a great joy for him to invite Master Zhuangyuanlang to his home. As for being scolded as snobbish, it didn't matter. He had been in Mengjia Village for decades. We are all used to it.
Meng Xinghe asked Wang Lizheng to go back first, and he would come home after a while to tidy up.
Wang Lizheng was happy and said that he would come to greet him in person later. He took his son Wang Xiaohu and ran back home. Although he felt heartbroken and had to spend a fortune, fortunately, he could resolve the previous conflict with Zhuangyuan Lang. It was worth it.
After Wang Lizheng left, the other villagers who were watching the fun also left one after another.
Xiao Wuzi moved out the Taishi chair where the old man used to sit. Meng Xinghe lay back on the chair. Although the flowers and plants in the garden had withered, the renovated large yard still made him feel a little comfortable.
It's better to have your own home.
Master Meng sighed sincerely. He held Mengdie in his arms: "How is it? I'm satisfied with my uncle's home."
Mengdie didn't expect that there was a place in Mengjia Village with such a strong scent of books. She hid in Meng Xinghe's arms and sighed softly and said: "Passed."
Meng Xinghe waved his hand: "If that's the case, then we won't go back."