80s Taoism

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Jin Hu and the others also followed behind me. Wherever Zhang Jiaohua went, they would follow.

Just as he walked to the door of Grandpa Zhang Jiaohua's house, Zhang Jiaohua heard a familiar voice from inside, "Uncle Man Yin, you are very polite. You come over to eat yourself. I was just about to toast you with a glass of wine."

At this moment, Zhang Jiaohua's head was full of chicken, so he didn't bother to listen carefully to whose voice it was, maybe it was that distant relative who didn't come here often. Running fast, he rushed into the old house, "Grandpa, is there a visitor? You! You are a personal dealer, you didn't buy me, and you still want to sell my grandpa!"

With previous experience, Zhang Jiaohua immediately turned his eyes to the corn cobs piled up in the room. Jin Hu and the others were also gearing up, hoes, poles, and weights all over the room...all flew up.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Ma Wulang quickly got up and ran out.

"My mother." A weight flew towards Ma Wulang, but Ma Wulang narrowly escaped, and the weight hit the foundation stone in the yard, causing sparks to scatter immediately. Ma Wulang was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his arms. I can't wait to get into a mouse hole like a mouse.

What happened in an instant, Zhang Manyin was also dumbfounded. When we reacted, Jin Hu and I had already chased Ma Wulang away.

Zhang Manyin patted his legs and jumped on the spot a few times, looking funny, but Zhang Manyin was in a hurry. Although he usually did not say anything. It's true that grandparents love their first grandson, but Zhang Manyin treats this grandson (the youngest grandson) equally. Originally thought that Ma Wulang could be invited over to solve Mansun's troubles. But unexpectedly, the matter was messed up by the man himself.

"Grandpa, it's a good thing I came early, otherwise you would have been sold by a scammer without knowing it." Zhang Jiaohua chased him for a long time, after all, his legs were shorter than Ma Wulang's. Where can catch up. Jin Hu and the others seemed to always keep a certain distance from Zhang Jiaohua, so naturally they couldn't catch up with Ma Wulang. Zhang Jiaohua was still thinking about the bowl of chicken on the table of the Eight Immortals in the old house. What a pity. The chicken leg was gnawed off by Ma Wulang.

"Oh! You bastard! How can you do this?" Zhang Manyin sighed several times.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid, I chased that liar away. Next time, he will definitely not dare to come." Zhang Jiaohua thought it was a pity for Grandpa to eat the old hen tricked by a liar.

Zhang Manyin raised his hand and wanted to hit Zhang Jiaohua twice, but he raised his hand in the middle, and then put it down again. This child is also poor. Although a bit stubborn, he has a good heart. How can you be willing to fight?

Ma Donghua and Zhang Youping hurried over, and they were stunned when they saw Zhang Jiaohua who was eating Ma Wulang's place like a hungry ghost reincarnated. "Why did the beggar come here? Where is Daoist Ma?"

"You asked me, but I still want to ask you? Why did the beggar come over!" Zhang Manyin was furious immediately.

"How do I know? I asked the beggar to go outside for a while, and I told Youping about it. Who knew that the beggar would come here? Where is Daoist Ma?" Ma Donghua looked inside and out, but there was no sign of Daoist Ma.

"Master Ma was driven away by this brat." Zhang Manyin said angrily.

"Run away?" Both Ma Donghua and Zhang Youping felt a little unbelievable.

At this moment, footsteps sounded again in the yard.

Uncle Zhang Jiaohua and his aunt came over with their cousins.

"Oh, Beggar, you are really blessed. Your older brothers and sisters come here every day, and you can't eat a piece of greasy food. You are lucky, as soon as you come here, you can eat chicken. Is this chicken leg delicious?" Zhang Jiaohua's aunt, Hu Xiaoqing, spoke in a weird way, and she thought it was Zhang Jiaohua's grandparents who were biased.

Zhang Manyin couldn't help snorting, Ma Donghua quickly grabbed Zhang Manyin to keep him from having an attack.

"Xiaoqing, don't worry too much. Killing this chicken today is something important. Daoist Ma came here today, and you know that the second family has been a little restless lately. I wanted Daoist Ma to help me, but it didn't work out."

Zhang Manyin sighed, "Hey! You are all here, go get a pair of chopsticks and eat together."

Zhang Jiaohua didn't bother to care so much, and ate with relish. Seeing Hu Xiaoqing's eyes burning. Pushed the two children beside him, and staggered the two children, "Your grandpa told you to eat, hurry up and get the chopsticks yourself!"

"I'm full. I'll give you the rest." Zhang Jiaohua quickly grabbed two chicken wings and ran out quickly.

Sure enough, the crying cousin Zhang Runtian came from behind, crying loudly, "I want to eat chicken wings. I want to eat chicken wings."

Zhang Jiaohua ran very fast, by the time Zhang Youping chased him out, Zhang Jiaohua had already disappeared. Then Hu Xiaoqing cursed from the room, "Crying, you know how to cry. Who told you not to hurry up? Youping, you should also take good care of your barker. He is like that, so don't come out and run around. What if Yuanbao Runtian is scared?"

"Sister-in-law, how can you talk like that? What's wrong with being a beggar? You're not stupid or crazy, what's wrong?" Zhang Youping's protective temper broke out.

Zhang Youlian, Zhang Jiaohua's uncle, must stand in line at critical times, "Youping, it's not my brother talking about you. Your sister-in-law said that for your own good. The beggar was found by those short-lived ghosts. Who in the village doesn't know? You can't hide it if you want. Ordinarily, I, an uncle, should not say such things. But if I don't say some things, I will feel sorry for you. The beggar is like this, you'd better not let him come to the old house. The old house is related to our family's Feng Shui. Those unclean things. If it comes here, what if Feng Shui is broken? It’s not good for everyone.”

"Okay! We will be called flowers in the future, no, our family of three will never settle down in this old house. That's enough! You should be satisfied!" Zhang Youping yelled completely, and then walked back to his home. A few years ago, Zhang Youping and his wife chose to build their new house far away from the old house because Zhang Youlian and his wife were so powerful. Zhang Youping worried that being together would lead to restlessness all day long. Now, Zhang Youping feels that he was really prescient at that time.

Zhang Manyin sighed for a long time, without saying anything, walked to the pond at the entrance of the village and smoked a cigarette.

Ma Donghua sighed endlessly, "Youlian, it's hard to say. It's hard to say."

Zhang Runtian stopped crying now, and he and Zhang Yuanbao ate up the last bit of chicken, and finally put a bowl of rice in the vegetable bowl, and ate all the oil and water in it.

The leaves of the old pagoda tree at the entrance of the village rustled under the breeze. The countryside is so quiet at night. Under the moonlight, a thin mist began to diffuse in the village.

"Ah..." The mute's hysterical cry echoed in the mountains.