The Local Lazy Man System

"Brother Glory, you are amazing."

Ma Lin looked at Ye Yaorong with a look of admiration and said. After all, there is a man with high martial arts like Ye Yaorong and such a great cooking skill. It is really difficult to find a second place in this world. Ma Lin is a little envious of Sister Qingqing now, and she has such a perfect man.

"Little girl, eat your meal if it tastes good and talk less."

Ye Yaorong said. Ye Yaorong didn't like that when she talked to her elders, Ma Lin interrupted.

In many rural areas of China, there is still such a tradition. When eating with the elders, if the elders did not ask, girls with lower generations should not speak indiscriminately, otherwise they would appear impolite.

This is also when guests come to the house, Liu Qingqing seldom eats at the same table with the guests. Even at the same table, he eats with his head down and does not speak.

This is the rule in the village. Ye Yaorong’s mother taught Liu Qingqing when she was still alive, and Liu Qingqing always remembered it.

"Oh."

When Ye Yaorong said so, Ma Lin obediently lowered her head and said. For some reason, Ma Lin was particularly afraid of Ye Yaorong and listened to him.

You must know that even at home, Ma Lin's parents couldn't control her. She might not even be able to listen to what her parents said. Taking this visit to Taoyuan Village as an example, her parents would not agree with her to go to the southern classmates for the New Year.

But it's no use. Ma Lin just didn't listen to her parents and followed Ye Shuting to Taoyuan Village for the New Year.

"Glory, let alone, not only do you cook delicious dishes, but the bacon is also delicious. Is there too much? Give me a three or five catties."

After a bite of bacon is put in the mouth, the fragrance is rich, oily but not greasy. The old village chief couldn't help asking Ye Yaorong for this bacon.

Such a delicious bacon can be made by Ye Guangrong. The old village chief had no choice but to ask for some cheeky.

Bring such a delicious bacon, and wait for the relatives to come to the house and cook a plate of such delicious bacon. Let my relatives taste the most delicious bacon in the world.

"Old village chief, what are you kidding? I also made ten catties of bacon. You asked for three or five catties at once. What do we eat for the New Year?" Ye Yaorong shook his head and said.

"You can come to my house for dinner during the New Year, as long as you cook for my house." The old village chief looked at Ye Yaorong and said with a smile.

"I said Xiang Hai, you wishful thinking, not only do you want to take bacon for nothing, but you also want Honor to be a cook for your family. You earned it no matter what." Ye Xianglai said with a smile.

"Didn't I serve them for the husband and wife?" Ye Xianghai said.

"Old village chief. Three or five catties of bacon is not available, but you can still have one catty of bacon." Ye Yaorong said helplessly.

"One catty is good, it's better than nothing." The old village chief said with a smile.

"Old village chief, you are a good bargainer. Today I let you eat and drink for nothing, and finally let you take it. What do you want to do?" Grandma Liu scolded with a smile.

"Old sister, I am not to blame, who made the bacon made by this kid Ye Guangrong taste so good." The old village chief said with a smile.

"This year has passed the best time to make bacon, and wait for next year. I will cook more bacon and share some for everyone."

Ye Yaorong said. It is not too strenuous to make bacon, so Ye Yaorong is preparing for the twelfth lunar month next year. Make more bacon and give it to your elders.

In the past, these elders gave their home some vegetables grown in short intervals. Now that they have the ability, they should also send something to such elders.

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Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye it will be the twenty-sixth lunar month, and in three days, it will be the 30th of the new year, and a year will pass in a blink of an eye.

The road in the village is completely repaired today. Tomorrow, that is, eight o'clock in the morning of the twenty-seventh lunar month. An opening ceremony was held at the entrance of the village.

So many people came to the village today, most of them after they left the village. The good people who mixed up outside were invited back to participate in the opening ceremony of the village.

Because it is so far away, I entered the village today, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with the village road passage ceremony at 8 o'clock tomorrow.

You must know that this is a very embarrassing thing. Those villagers who are good at messing around outside, as long as there are no special things, will come to this opening ceremony.

As far as Ye Yaorong knew, the village had prepared a banquet of fifty tables. If a table of ten people was counted, there would be 500 people participating. There are not many people in Taoyuan Village who are still staying in the village. Even if the people who went out of the village could return halfway, they would still be dissatisfied with the fifty tables.

In fact, these fifty tables are not only prepared for the people in my own village, but half are reserved for village officials and some respectable people in nearby villages.

Of course, two tables are reserved for the leaders of the village and the town. The leaders of the village and the town will come to participate in such things as the passage of the village. Not only will they participate, but they will also speak on stage.

No way, this is a characteristic of Huaxia, listen to the leaders' speech.

As long as you have some political achievements, you can't do without the leadership's wise leadership, and the leadership's ardent concern, how can you reflect the existence of leadership without speaking on stage.

Leaders must also have a sense of existence these days.

"A visitor, a visitor!"

The voice of the parrot "Sakura" came from outside the yard.

"Who's here?"

Liu Qingqing put down the needle and thread and asked with some confusion. Since the last time I saw the scarf that Ye Shuting knit for Ye Yaorong, Liu Qingqing had specifically asked Aunt Liu to learn how to knit clothes. No, just a few days after learning, he started knitting sweaters for Ye Yaorong.

According to Ye Yaorong's intention, he still needs to knit his own sweaters now, so he can buy them directly with the money, so he doesn't need to knit so hard.

But after persuading several times, Liu Qingqing just didn't give up to knit Ye Yaorong with his own hands, and Ye Yaorong had no choice but to let her go.

"I don't know, I'll go out and have a look."

Nothing happened anyway, Ye Yaorong stood up and walked out of the yard. If the villagers are okay, if they are strangers, Ye Yaorong worried that they would be frightened by the "King Kong".

"Mr. Ye~www.NovelMTL.com~ I am so glad to see you again."

As soon as Ye Yaorong walked to the yard, he saw three luxurious cars parked in front of his yard, and an old man walked out of the car. This man Ye Yaorong knew, who was Mr. Wang Bingzhen who had seen him last time.

"Mr. Wang, I am also very happy to see you again."

Ye Yaorong also said happily. The visitor is a guest, and the enthusiasm should not be less, otherwise you will appear impolite.

"Brother Honor, hello."

Another person Ye Yaorong knew got out of the car and greeted Ye Yaorong.

"Sisi, hello, more and more beautiful, Qingqing is in the yard, go find her yourself." Ye Yaorong said to Wang Sisi with a smile.

"Ok."

Seeing that Ye Yaorong didn't hate coming to his house again, Wang Sisi happily responded, and trot into the yard. After a few months, Wang Sisi really missed the people and things here. (To be continued.) (www..)