"Mr. Xiao Luo is very good at selling ducks!"
Ji Siying wrote down another item in her small notebook. Since she came to Xiao Luo's place, her small notebook has been densely written. It was all Xiao Luo's daily life. She didn't let go of even a small thing, such as what dishes Xiao Luo liked to eat, or what kind of TV he liked to watch.
She wrote them down one by one, and when she had time to summarize them, she wanted to see if she could find any clues from these daily behaviors.
If Xiao Luo knew that she had recorded these, she didn't know if he would be speechless.
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With a few lively sounds of firecrackers in the early morning, the Little New Year arrived.
On the day of the Little New Year, the main activity of the people of Luo village was to go to the altar of Shigong to worship. They killed chickens, set off incense, set off firecrackers, and played the suona.
Shigong was one of the ancestors of Luo village, and he was also the god of Luo village at that time. Shigong's altar was a temple built by Luo village to commemorate him. It had the same status as Xiao clan's ancestral hall, and even higher status than Xiao clan's ancestral hall.
It was said that Shigong had great magical powers. He could draw divine talismans and make divine water, which was invulnerable to swords and spears. After drinking the divine water, the men of Xiao clan had infinite strength and were brave and good at fighting. They couldn't be stabbed by spears and couldn't be killed by swords. They scared the enemy and fled in all directions, protecting the land of Luo village.
Until now, Shigong's ability to draw divine talismans and make divine water has also been passed down. It was an old man named Xiao Quanren. He would be asked to participate in the funeral and happy events of Luo village. He was now the god of Luo village. When someone ate fish, the fish bone was stuck in their throat. As long as they asked Xiao Quanren to draw divine water and drink it, the fish bone stuck in their throat could be swallowed.
This was not an individual case, but there were many cases. So far, it could not be explained by science. It could only be explained by Shigong's spirit.
It was because Shigong's altar was so "spirit" that it was respected in the hearts of Luo village people.
As for the sacred water, it was placed in the innermost part of the altar. It was placed in a huge wooden barrel. The barrel was locked, and the old man Xiao Quanren was in charge of the key. At first, the divine water was an ordinary mountain stream. After adding talisman ash and chicken blood, it was sealed for forty-nine days and turned into divine water.
The divine water was clear and had a refreshing fragrance. Every other month, on the 15th, the altar would be opened for sacrifice. The people of Luo Village would come to drink the divine water and pray that they would be immune to all diseases and live a long life.
"Then when should I start drinking the God's Water today?"
Ji Siying learned about this from Xiao Luo. She was very curious about the God's Water.
Xiao Luo put down the teacup and looked up at her playfully. "You want to drink too?"
"Yes, this should be an ancient inheritance."
Ji Siying nodded and said, "Doesn't Mr. Xiao Luo want to drink it?"
Xiao Luo smiled and said, "I've drunk too much since I was a child. In fact, it doesn't have any special taste. It's just like clear water. But if you want to drink it, I'll take you to see it tonight. Maybe you can freeload a mouthful of porridge."
Anyway, there was nothing to do at home. It was good to take this liaison to familiarize himself with the customs of Luo village.
"Okay."
Ji Siying was now very eager for the God's Water. She was thinking: Could it be that Xiao Luo grew up drinking the God's Water, so his strength was so strong?
At dinner, Grandma told Xiao Luo that Aunt Taoxiu's son, Xiao Ping, had come back, but she also brought back bad news. Xiao Ping and his wife had lost money in their clothing business.
Not only did they lose 100,000 yuan of their capital, but they also owed 200,000 yuan of interest. Originally, Aunt Taoxiu's family was a low-income household. The source of income was entirely dependent on Aunt Taoxiu and her husband, Xiao Ping, to build houses with cement and bricks. Xiao Ping also had three children. The family's burden was heavy. The failure of the business undoubtedly made things worse for the family.
"Ping 'er's family just went to Xiao Qiudong's house." Grandma said.
"Why did they go to his house?" Xiao Luo asked.
"To borrow money!"
Grandma sighed. "The family's savings are only 80,000 yuan. If we don't pay off the 200,000 yuan immediately, it will become 300,000 or 400,000 yuan in a few days."
"Isn't it illegal to lend money at a high interest rate?" Ji Siying, who was eating, said.
Xiao Luo replied, "It is illegal, but we are in a remote mountain area. The government's management is relatively weak. The business of high-interest loans is born here."
"Oh."
Ji Siying nodded and continued to bury her head in eating.
Grandpa spoke at this time and said to Xiao Luo, "Xiao Luo, our family is close to your Aunt Taoxiu's family. Ping 'er's great-grandfather and your great-great-grandfather are brothers. Aunt Taoxiu usually takes care of me and your grandmother. If you have the ability, you can help their family."
"Well, I know, Grandpa." Xiao Luo replied with a smile.
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At eight o 'clock in the evening, Shigong's altar was very lively. They beat gongs and drums, set off firecrackers, lit incense and candles, and kowtowed. Many young people who came back from earning money from other places appeared here, blowing horns and conches. There was also a bonfire at the door of Shigong's altar.
The appearance of Xiao Luo and Ji Siying immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Xiao Luo, you and your girlfriend are here too!"
"Take your girlfriend and kowtow to Shigong. She will become the daughter-in-law of Luo Village in the future."
"Yes, yes."
The crowd said enthusiastically.
"Okay." Xiao Luo replied with a smile.
Under the candlelight, Ji Siying's cheeks were red, as if she had drunk wine. She looked curiously at the Shigong's altar in front of her. The building was very old, and the two circular pillars were full of vicissitudes and years of life. In her ears, there was some kind of moving melody of gongs and drums, and Xiao Quanren, an old man, was holding a burning talisman paper and drawing talismans in the void, chanting.
This was an ancient inheritance and ritual, which made her feel as if she was in ancient times!
Of course, she didn't know that many young men in Luo village were looking at her. Her beauty made them extremely envious of Xiao Luo, especially Xiao Qiudong. Seeing this woman who was like a heroine in a TV series, and then comparing her with the ugly woman Li Honglian whose facial features were deformed at home, there was a great gap in his psychology, and it was very unpleasant.
"Luo Zi!"
A round-faced young man came over and gently thumped Xiao Luo's chest with a smile. "You're good. You have such a beautiful girlfriend."
It was Xiao Ping, only two years older than Xiao Luo, but the pressure of three children was great. There were many wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and the whole person looked very old.
"Ping Ge."
Xiao Luo greeted him and saw that he was not depressed. He thought that Xiao Qiudong had lent him money.
"Don't you introduce your girlfriend? You know, the bachelors in the whole village are envious of you now. "Xiao Ping laughed.
"No, no."
Xiao Luo smiled bitterly in his heart. He also hoped that this was true, but it was fake. He and Ji Siying were just colleagues.
Then he introduced Xiao Ping and Ji Siying to each other.
"Miss Ji, welcome to our Luo village. Luo Zi is an honest and dedicated good man. I, Ping Ge, can guarantee that Luo Zi is definitely the best man in our village." Xiao Ping said.
"Cough …"
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