"Squeak~"
Before he finished speaking, the door was pushed open and a thin middle-aged man walked in.
"Uncle, I'm back."
Seeing this, Ling Qing hurriedly rushed forward and responded.
Uncle is the name for uncle in Lingqing's hometown.
It was Ling Qing's uncle, Ling Hongye, who came.
As mentioned before, although the Ling family has a long heritage, it has a small population.
Lingqing's great-great-grandfather had two sons, and the two sons were born in a single line until Lingqing.
According to the older generation, Uncle Hongye has always been the eldest son and grandson and belongs to the direct lineage.
But now the years have changed, and the Ling family only has a few households, so there aren't that many rules.
However, Uncle Hongye inherited his grandfather's temperament and had a very patriarchal demeanor.
He makes the decision on everything related to the Ling family.
Even the other people in the village were not dissatisfied.
When Lingqing went to college in his early years, he also entrusted his family to him.
Now I guess I came here to take a look because I heard someone said that Ling Qing was back.
Lingqing welcomed him into the house and sat down on the old sofa that had just been cleaned with magic.
After chatting for a while, Uncle Hongye asked.
"Are you coming back now to take a look or..."
"Uncle, I won't leave from now on."
Lingqing took out the fresh strawberries he bought on the road from his brand new backpack and treated them with the magic berry technique. He cleaned them and put them on the coffee table and replied.
"If you don't leave, it doesn't matter if you don't leave. Home is no worse than outside now."
Uncle Hongye was silent for a while after hearing his thoughts about coming back. He thought Lingqing had suffered some injustice outside.
Otherwise, why would you want to go back to the village after you have been doing well outside for so many years?
Is there any way out in the village?
Then he arranged: "Tomorrow I will ask your brother Zhong to find you a job in the county town, which is close to home."
Brother Zhong is the uncle's eldest son and the eldest brother of Lingqing's generation.
Then he picked up a magic berry and put it into his mouth, chewed it twice and said.
"This food is really delicious, but it's not cheap, right?"
"As long as it's delicious, I'll get some for auntie later."
Lingqing smiled and said.
"What kind of taste can she taste? You can keep it for yourself."
Although the uncle said this, he did not stop holding his hand. After swallowing the magic berry in his mouth, he picked up another one.
This strawberry with the Magic Berry Technique contains the natural force that can regulate the breath of life, which is very effective for elderly people like the uncle.
Lingqing smiled and said nothing. He also ate a magic berry and told his plan.
"Uncle, I plan to cover the mountains in our village, and if possible, even the Qingshui Lake next to it."
"What are you doing with that thing? Do you want to engage in breeding?"
Uncle Hongye was stunned when he heard this, then picked up another magic berry and threw it into his mouth.
"Baoshan is easy to talk about. That mountain belongs to our village collectively. No one is willing to climb up to farm now. You can make it as big as you want."
But half of the lake belongs to Houshan Village, and the remaining half is equally divided between our village and Xiaguan Village. It’s probably not feasible to cover it all.”
"All of them."
Lingqing thought for a while, and it seemed that he would inevitably have to deal with animals in the future, which could be regarded as breeding.
"The other thing is to plant some fruit trees and the like."
After hearing this, the uncle quickly swallowed the berries in his mouth and denied it.
"You can pull it off, you might as well go to work in the county town to do this.
It’s not like you don’t know that the mountains here have more rocks than soil. What can you grow? "
The current world is much better than before, but it also means that small farmers have no way to survive.
The central and southern regions of Shandong are hilly and have sparse cultivated land, mostly scattered small plots of land.
If you just rely on farming all year round, you will be exhausted and your income will be less than 10,000 yuan.
If you work in a factory in a big city, you can earn more than this in two or three months.
Therefore, most people in the village have given up their land and gone to work outside. Except for holidays, few are willing to return to the village.
That is to say, the county has also developed in recent years, so some people choose to go to the county to make a living, because they want to be close to home.
It’s not that there are no mountains and ponds, but it’s dirty, tiring, and requires a lot of investment, so it’s not yet accurate.
It's a bit of a waste to do it.
Lingqing smiled and did not defend himself, but continued.
"It's not just this. I believed in Taoism outside, and I was asked to build a Taoist temple here."
"Daqing, have you joined a cult?
What kind of Taoist temple should we build in this remote rural area? "
The uncle looked at him suspiciously.
"No, the serious Taoism, Laoshan Sect, is famous in the country."
Lingqing smiled and explained: "You will know after a while, they all have formal documents."
After some explanation, the uncle also revealed his doubts.
Then Lingqing didn't continue to talk about Baoshan, only saying that we would talk about it tomorrow, and then the two of them chatted about the family's personal problems in their hometown.
"It's getting late. Let's go and have dinner with me."
When it got dark, Ling Hongye looked up, stood up and invited Ling Qing to come to his house for dinner.
Lingqing didn't refuse, and despite his uncle's refusal, he picked up a pack of magic berries and followed him to his house.
When the aunt saw him, she also talked a lot and kept saying: "I've lost weight, I've lost weight."
Then there was another inquiry.
After dinner, Lingqing insisted on refusing the invitation to stay overnight and returned to the old house.
After cleaning the bed a little, just as he was lying on the bed to relax, he suddenly heard another knock on the door from outside.
When I got up, I saw the uncle and aunt standing at the door holding two quilts with a flashlight on.
"How long have your quilts and mattresses been left there? How can you still make bedding? This belongs to your brother Zhong.
They are not likely to come back now, so I will use them for you first. "
The aunt was talking nonchalantly as she walked into the house and quickly laid out new bedding, and then invited him to stay at their house.
"You can go to my house to sleep. Your brother Zhong's room happens to be empty."
Lingqing refused again, then sent them home before turning back.
After finishing evening classes, covered with a warm quilt, Lingqing habitually fell into sleep early.
In the next few days, Lingqing visited the elders in the family one by one.
One morning, Lingqing followed his uncle and his father, Lingqing's grandfather.
While chatting, suddenly the phone rang.
After hanging up the phone, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was greeted at the entrance of the village, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a deluo and wearing a Taoist scarf.
"Hello, Mr. Ling. I am from the agency, my surname is Wang, Wang Shengguo."
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and said when he saw Ling Qing with a smile on his face.
"Hello, thank you for your hard work, Manager Wang."
Lingqing shook hands with him, exchanged a few words, and then looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest.
"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Taoist Master Daoqing, Pingdao Dharma name Yunsheng, serve in our provincial Taoist Association.
I have been entrusted by Senior Brother Lingguan to help you handle the relevant procedures. "
Taoist Yunsheng said while clasping his hands.
"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."
Lingqing also returned the greeting and said, "It's so hard work."
After Lingqing bowed his hands and bowed, he invited the two of them to Uncle Hongye's house.
