Thinking of this, a smile appeared on my lips.
Arriving at Mojia Village soon, what should the large group of villagers think when they see me getting out of the limousine?
People despise the poor and love the rich, and this is also true for teenagers, who feel a little drifting for a moment.
Liu Ruxiang's car drove a little slowly, and we didn't arrive at Mojia Village until about ten o'clock in the morning.
Every plant, every tree, every brick, everything in Mojia Village is so unforgettable.
Although I am now the only one left in this huge home, and I am living a better life now, when I return to this place full of my childhood memories, I feel a sense of anticipation and excitement mixed with a hint of loneliness.
Compared with the place where the Liu family is located, Mojia Village is too poor. It is extremely poor. The richest families only have a few families who go out to work. The rest are struggling to dig food in the fields with their whole family. Every time Droughts and floods can also reduce production and lead to hunger.
Entering the village, I leaned in front of the car window and immediately saw many familiar people.
They were all neighbors at the door. It was the slack period for farming. They were sitting in twos and threes under the big tree chatting and spreading some rumors. Like which family has unclean hands and feet, touching eggs and stealing corn? Or they were talking about things that happened in the crotch, such as which man ran to his sister-in-law's house every day, or which man broke his shoes in the woods. While we were talking, our voices suddenly dropped, or we turned our heads and looked around, for fear of being overheard. This was often the case.
As the shiny black luxury car drove into the village, the women and old men all stopped talking, stretched their heads to look at the car, and then they all started muttering, as if a pot had exploded, discussing where this big shot came from.
Until the car got closer, suddenly an aunt clapped the cattail leaf fan in her hand, stared at it blankly, and then shouted: "Hey, look, that's not the little broomstick of the Mo family!"
"Why did this kid get into a car and meet the big boss?"
"It belongs to his grandma. This is the first time I've seen such a good car."
The group of people under the big tree all stood up and watched the car stop at the entrance of the small yard.
Liu Ruxiang parked the car and unbuckled her seat belt: "Get out of the car and go to your house first."
I looked at the two unfamiliar small tile-roofed houses next to me, and I suddenly felt sad.
I pushed the door open and got out of the car. As I got closer, I realized that the appearance of my home had changed drastically.
There were several stacks of firewood half as tall as a person in the small yard. The door of one room was missing, while the door of another room was only ajar.
I clutched the key in my hand, feeling annoyed. When I left with Liu Ruxiang before, I had locked the door tightly. Why did it become like this now? Who did it?
As soon as I walked up, I immediately smelled a stinking smell that made me cry. When I looked closely, I saw that all the furniture and objects in the two rooms had disappeared, and were replaced by several A shelf made of bamboo and wood and chicken feathers and dung all over the floor.
How did my family become like this? It turned into a chicken pen. I turned around and looked back and saw the group of people coming under the tree at the entrance of the village.
I reported the situation in the house to Master, then greeted the aunts and uncles for a few words, and asked directly: "Do you know who uses my house? It's so dirty that no one can live in it."
Unexpectedly, those people all fell silent, smiled, and then waved their fans in silence.
I asked again, and one of the skinny monkey-like men said: "Now that you have a good life and are sitting in a car, why don't you come back to the village? You don't know how to farm. These two tile-roofed houses will remain in the village." By giving it to the elders, you are not forgetting your roots and repaying the village for its help."
Hearing this, I could no longer hold back the anger in my heart, and immediately asked: "Why do you have the nerve to say that you are helping me? I have been scolded by you people since I was a child. You, Lao Zhuang Boss, when I was a child, I went to your house to play with your grandson, and you said I was a broom star and asked your grandson to lead a dog and bite me."
"You, Grandma Mo, always say that I am a disaster star whenever you see me. Once, you even said that my family will be extinct."
"What kind of virtue do you people have? How could you say this without conscience? Have I ever received any favor from you people? I don't mind telling lies."
This anger made me feel completely happy. I recalled all the grievances I had suffered in the village and let them out in a roar.
As a result, this large group of people were excited by what I said and became angry. They all called me ungrateful, disrespectful, forgetful of my roots, and even called me a beast.
Just when I was weak and being insulted in turn by those shameless old men, a long and harsh sound of car horns suddenly came from behind me, which immediately drowned out all the curses of those guys.
At this time, Liu Ruxiang slowly opened the car door, got out of the car, looked at the old men and women in front of her coldly, and said, "If you don't want to cause trouble, you can leave. Don't scream here."
The tone of her words immediately made the villagers unhappy. They all stared at her and asked, "Who are you? Don't think that we are afraid of you because you drive a car."
"It's too early for you to bully our Mojia Village."
"That is, when will it be your turn as an outsider to take care of the affairs in our village?"
Liu Ruxiang snorted coldly: "I am the Liu family of Yumen Town. If you have any knowledge, you should have heard of this name. Also, Wenshan boy is also a child of our family who has entered the genealogy, and he is also my apprentice. If you bully him , I have to take care of it.”
Among the group of people, two men immediately stopped talking, smiled awkwardly at Liu Ruxiang, and then turned away.
The rest of the people probably didn't know what was going on, but when they saw someone taking the lead and changing their faces, they kept silent and continued to watch.
Only two old aunties, about fifty or sixty years old, were still shouting.
"I don't care where you come from. You little girl doesn't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young. You are so uneducated. If you dare to come here and act wild, we will make you walk around without food."
The man raised his hand, pointed at Liu Ruxiang's nose and began to curse. His words became increasingly unpleasant.
Liu Ruxiang frowned, with a look of sullenness on her face. She took two steps forward, suddenly recited a formula in her mouth, and made several complicated marks with her hands.
"Orochi, come! Orochi, come!"
The group of people couldn't understand this operation at first, and then turned and looked in the direction where Liu Ruxiang was waving.
I saw a few snakes slowly crawling out of a bush not far away.
One has black and white stripes all over its body, one has yellowish-brown stripes all over its body, and one is all bright red. They are all the venomous snakes that people in the mountains fear most.
