A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 104 Guangzong Yao Wenwu
Ruan Xue was shocked when she heard the name, but she behaved very well and there was no wave on her face.

Instead, he asked blankly: "Who is Xuezi on the mountain?"

Brother Li didn't answer. He reached out to grab the handcuffs and dragged them directly outside the coconut forest.

Others behind him picked up equipment and cigarette butts from the ground.

After a few minutes, the place was back to its original state.

There are no couples dating, no women dancing solo, and no Infernal Affairs.

Further south of the coconut grove, there are some overgrown rocks and shrubs, which complement each other.

In the bushes, two pairs of eyes watched the armed men leave, and then they blinked.

The owner of the eyes sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

It was Captain Rhine and his first mate.

"Captain! We've been here for almost two months! It's almost the New Year, why do we still have to suffer here! Look at those Annan people!"

Listening to the first mate's complaint, Rhine squinted and replied:

"My first mate, you are from America! Not from the Dragon Kingdom! The Chinese New Year is none of your business!"

"But this is the Dragon Kingdom. We have to abide by the laws here, and of course we have to celebrate the festivals here!"

Rhine remained silent for this reason.

Impeccable!

Putting away the telescope, Rhine stood up directly from the bushes and walked boldly towards the direction of the village.

"Captain, why are you going?"

"Buy New Year's goods! Find a place to celebrate the New Year!"

"Wait for me!" the first mate hurriedly followed.

Chinese New Year here is much more interesting than other places!
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On the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, at the village chief’s house, Mo Shu took out a cigarette and handed it to the village chief, then lit it respectfully.

Then he lit one himself.

After puffing out some smoke, he turned back to look at the village chief.

"Village Chief! It's the 24th of the twelfth lunar month in two days, and it's already the New Year! Don't we have some activities in the village?"

"You can hold activities! But you can't kill my chickens!" the village chief replied expressionlessly!

Hearing this, Mo Shu raised his hand to take out the cigarette from his mouth, pressed it against the wall and extinguished it.

Wave to the young people at the door,
"You all heard it! The village chief said that he can kill his chickens at will!"

"There's also duck! Let's take it with us! Save the duck blood for the hot pot, and the duck meat and pickled radish for the old duck soup!"

The young people swarmed up and carried away the entire chicken coop from the village chief's house.

Watching these young men carry away the chicken coop, Mo Shu hugged the village chief and said with a smile: "Uncle! Let's go! Let's get some more fish, shrimp, and some mutton! You know whose one is the best!"

"I'm not going!"

"I'll let my aunt cook then!"

"I go!"

Grab whips in the east market, cattle and sheep in the west market, mountain delicacies in the south market, and seafood in the north market.

After leaving home, he stayed overnight by the ancestral hall.

I don't hear the mother-in-law's voice calling the girl, I only hear the clanging of pots and pans.

The 24th day of the twelfth lunar month is a small year for people in Southern Province.

Most of the villages that are relatively united, especially those with one surname and one village, will choose to gather together on this day to celebrate a small New Year.

Mainly to get acquainted with everyone.

Mojia Village also has this tradition, but in the past few years, many people in the village have moved away, leaving few younger generations at home.

This tradition is slowly declining.

The village chief squatted at the intersection heading to the ancestral hall, glancing at the watch on his hand from time to time.

He bought it himself.

Six is ​​70 years old, and he is now a young and old man, so he should be kind to himself.

At twelve o'clock sharp, he patted his butt and stood up.

Those who are coming have already come, and those who are not coming will not come!
It's time to eat!

"Dinner!"

Following his shout, the young people responsible for serving food carried trays, followed behind the older generation, and began to serve food. "You have to remember the rules! In a few years, us old guys will be buried in the ground! It will be up to you to take care of it!"

"Don't even know how to write a money envelope by then!"

"What if the title is wrong! If you don't receive the money then, I will come looking for you in the middle of the night!"

"Hang you up and beat you! Beat you to death!"

The young people shrank their heads and listened to the teachings not very seriously.

In the ancestral hall, there was also a large long table with seating for eighteen people.

It's already full of people.

The one in the middle is Mo Yu.

On the left is the village chief, and on the right is Mo Shu’s father, the former village chief, Mo Jun.

Mo Shu sat at the table with the children outside the ancestral hall.

When the dishes were all served, a middle-aged man with a rich appearance stood up from the seat next to the door and said with a smile: "Third uncle, I'm going to get some good wine for you to try!"

"no!"

The village chief waved his hand, lowered his head, took out a briefcase from under the table and put it on the table.

"Drink this! This degree is not high!"

The other people present felt their hearts tighten when they saw the white plastic pot.

A thirty-pound white plastic jug was filled with wine and placed on the table, causing the table to sink.

There are eighteen people here, and each person needs to kill more than a kilogram!

However, everyone knows very well that this thing is not without alcohol, it is just because the brewers do not have alcohol detection equipment!
That’s why the degree is not high!

Unscrewing the lid of the plastic pot, the village chief began to pour wine one by one.

Each person has a large enamel tea vat, which is the most glorious work, and each vat weighs just over a pound.

Eighteen teapots came down and were just being divided.

No one takes advantage of anyone!
Raising the teapot in his hand, the village chief shouted loudly: "Drink!"

"Today is a New Year's Eve! It's rare for everyone to gather together! Let's all have a good drink!"

"That's not enough! This gathering was brought together because of Xiaoyu!"

“I don’t know when the next time will be!”

"Come on! Do it!"

After saying that, he brought the teapot to his mouth, gulp, gulp!
Seeing this, the others had no choice but to pick up the teapot and drink it.

After drinking half the tank in one breath, everyone's face turned red and their ears started to drift.

Overcome with alcohol, the village chief stood up, walked behind Mo Yu, and put his hands on Mo Yu's shoulders.

"Xiaoyu! You are the pride of our village!"

"Our Mo family has a Tianhengfang, a scholar ascends to the Ming Dynasty, and a civilized and military emperor. The country is prosperous for a long time, the river is clear and the sea is peaceful, the ancestors support talented people, and we protect humanity for thousands of years."

"It took seven generations for a genius like you to emerge!"

"You are the most promising! You are also the kindest!"

"So today's meal and the people on this table! You have to remember their faces!"

Starting from the left, the village chief pointed one by one with his finger.

The person being pointed out slowly sat up straight, waiting for the next compliment.

However, the next second, the village chief spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

"These are all scammers from our Mojia Village!"

"When you see them in the future! Don't even look at them! Don't even care about them! Just pretend you can't see them!"

"If they ask you to do something! Just beat them out with a few sticks! Don't waste your saliva!"

As soon as the village chief said these words, the dinner, which seemed to be a happy one just now, immediately turned cold.

Only Mo Shu's father, Mo Jun, was still happily eating food and drinking wine, as if it had nothing to do with him.

After waiting for a while and preparing their words, these people started to defend themselves.

"Third uncle! What did you say?"

"Third brother! We are all a family, what are you talking about!"

"Third uncle, I don't like hearing what you say!"

(End of this chapter)