After returning to Zhuangzi and teaching his disciples, Li Qinzai had time to wander around Zhuangzi.
The autumn harvest will be here in a few days, and farmers are already busy.
This year's harvest must be very bleak, but there is no bleak atmosphere in the village at all. Every household is so calm and calm.
Although it was a year of severe drought, the owner's family did not treat the villagers badly. The villagers were recruited to work on the canal digging and embankment construction project in the village, and they were paid with grain every day. The farmers' work these days, the grain they earned was enough for the whole family.
Being able to survive the disaster year so easily, all the farmers are grateful for the kindness of their masters. When Li Qinzai walked on the rural road in Zhuangzi, the farmers greeted him more warmly than before. Some of the farmers who were familiar with him even insisted on inviting Li Qinzai to his home.
Li Qinzai responded while walking, but his mind was still thinking.
He couldn't control other Zhuangzi, but his own Zhuangzi still had to serve some snacks.
The current living standards of villagers are still insufficient. While ensuring food and clothing, they must also have the ability and preparation to resist risks.
The tragedy of family destruction and death in disaster years must not be staged in one's own village.
Therefore, while farming and working, the women and children at home cannot be idle. Developing some side businesses or something like that can be a supplement to the family to some extent.
When they reached the east end of the village, a farmer greeted him and suddenly told Li Qinzai that Old Wei had returned from Baekje.
Li Qinzai was stunned and suddenly overjoyed.
Old Wei is a talented person, he has always valued him very much. When Qiao'er was robbed, Old Wei led the rescue team. It was only because of his rich experience in jungle battlefields that Qiao'er was rescued.
After the Battle of Baijiangkou, Li Qinzai originally planned to recruit Lao Wei as a personal guard, but gold also shined in Baekje. Lao Wei's talents were noticed by the military generals and he was made an instructor.
Now that Lao Wei has returned to Zhuangzi, his mission has obviously been completed. Such talents cannot be wasted and must be collected.
So Li Qinzai walked happily towards Lao Wei's house.
The old Wei family lived next to a bamboo forest in the south of Zhuangzi. Outside the lush and green bamboo forest, a slightly simple tile-roofed house could be vaguely seen.
Walking outside the Wei family's fence, Li Qinzai stood outside and took a look inside. He saw no one in the courtyard. A few free-range chickens were lazily looking for food, and a lean and energetic pastoral dog stared at Li Qinzai warily. Barking at him.
"What a dog!" Li Qinzai exclaimed, "It must be delicious cut into slices and served in hot pot in winter."
The pastoral dog didn't know whether he understood what he said, but he scurried into the house with his tail between his legs and a howl.
There was no one in Lao Wei's house, so Li Qinzai was a little disinterested, so he sighed and walked back.
After walking for more than a hundred steps, when I was passing a dilapidated farmhouse, I saw a familiar figure standing outside the courtyard fence, but it was none other than Old Wei.
Li Qinzai was stunned. He turned around and looked around. This household was not Lao Wei's. What was this old guy doing?
Approaching on tiptoe, Li Qinzai carefully hid at the corner of the fence.
Although it is a bit unseemly, most of the rumors and gossip in the village were obtained this way.
At this time, Lao Wei did not show any trace of the superior demeanor of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, a veteran of hundreds of battles, but instead stood with a playful smile on his face.
There was no one in the courtyard and the door to the house was closed.
Old Wei shouted affectionately towards the closed door: "Are you there? Are you there? Have you eaten? Have you slept?"
"Did you receive the two deer legs I asked my son to bring you? They were deer I shot from the woods of Baekje. They were marinated and very delicious. You can try them..."
"Are you there? Are you there? Please pay attention to me."
"I heard that you talked to the man from the Wang family yesterday in the south of the village and smiled at him. You must be just ordinary friends, right? The man from the Wang family is not a thing. He has flirted with several widows in the village. Don't be fooled by him... …”
Li Qinzai, who was squatting at the corner of the fence, was stunned. He didn't expect that this old guy was actually an authentic and original licking dog...
Taking a closer look at this house, Li Qinzai immediately recognized it. It was the house of Widow Song, the one that Old Wei had missed for a long time.
The curse-like chat was unbearable. As expected, the door of the house finally opened, and Widow Song ran out with a kitchen knife. She pointed at Old Wei outside the fence and yelled: "You old bastard, don't keep talking. I’ll chop you up!”
But Old Wei was not afraid at all. He had seen a lot of blood on the battlefield, and of course he would not be frightened by a kitchen knife. He still said affectionately: "Ms. Song, you are finally willing to see me. I have been away from Zhuangzi for so long. I want to Me?"
Widow Song was indeed a fierce Guanzhong woman. She threw the kitchen knife at Old Wei's head with one hand.
The kitchen knife mixed with wind and thunder was about to blow open Old Wei's head, but Old Wei calmly dodged and threw the kitchen knife empty.
"Ms. Song, it's time to change your temper. Too much anger is hurting your liver. I'll go to the county seat tomorrow to get you two doses of medicine to nurse you back to health."
"roll!"
"Don't rush me away. By the way, I came back from Baekje this time and dug some ginseng from the local area. It is said that the local area is rich in this stuff. I will give you two later. I think it can replenish my energy when I can't sleep." Refreshing."
Li Qinzai hid in the dark and quietly looked at Widow Song.
Widow Song is about thirty years old. In terms of appearance, she is... barely considered Zhou Zheng.
Looking at her figure, well, her figure is not bad, her chest is undulating, her butt is like a millstone, her waist is neither thick nor thin, and her arms reveal her sinewy muscles. Li Qinzai would also believe it if she said she had beaten a tiger in the mountains.
Of course there's nothing wrong with Lao Wei's aesthetics. People like strong and fierce Guanzhong women, so what?
What makes people wonder is that Widow Song is not a stunning beauty, so why did Wei Wei not lick her for so long?
Li Qinzai couldn't help but feel a little superior. He didn't do anything. He just stood there in front of the wind, and his mother-in-law fell in love with him uncontrollably.
The same is true for the head of Jinxiang County. She is also suspected of falling in love with him.
They are all stunning beauties, is it difficult to set fire to their hearts?
It's not difficult at all.
Look at Lao Wei again, tsk, what a shame for a man.
Widow Song's face was frosty, she pointed at Old Wei through the fence and shouted: "Weigh yourself, surnamed Wei. I won't be a little kid. If you want me, divorce your wife. Otherwise, don't seduce me." The nameless person wants my body, dreaming!"
Old Wei said awkwardly: "You...what did I say? I just gave you something and cared about you. It's not easy for you to live alone..."
Widow Song sneered: "Don't think I don't know what you are planning. Is it so easy to take advantage of the widow? Do you want to wipe your mouth after eating and leave?"
"Who took advantage of you? I asked around in Zhuangzi and found out that I, Old Wei, am a good person..."
Li Qinzai at the corner really couldn't stand listening. I wonder if Lao Wei felt ashamed. Even Li Qinzai, an outsider, felt ashamed.
Covering his mouth, Li Qinzai coughed twice.
The expressions of Old Wei and Widow Song changed. Widow Song hurriedly turned around and ran into the house, slamming the door shut.
Old Wei looked up at the sky, his brows furrowed as deeply as a philosopher.
Li Qinzai slowly walked out from the corner of the fence. When Old Wei saw him, his face suddenly lit up with joy, and he bowed and saluted: "Fifth Young Master, it's been a long time."
Li Qinzai looked at him and shook his head sadly: "Old Wei, you are so old that you have lived in a dog's belly, shame, shame!"
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