Chapter 445: Li Long's career is going smoothly and his future is limitless
Twenty-five-year-old Li Long has become more stable. He was admitted to Beijing University with excellent grades. When he graduated, the school wanted to retain him, but he refused and returned to his hometown to work. He is young and promising, and has a high level of education. His career has been very smooth. Now he is a deputy director-level cadre in the county government, and his future is limitless.
"Uncle!"
Ermao ran over happily.
A smile appeared on Li Long's serious expression. He reached out to touch Ermao's head, but failed. He had to stand on tiptoe to reach it.
"You've grown so tall that my uncle can't even touch your head."
"Hehe, I eat a lot. Uncle, have you found a grandmother for me?" Ermao asked with a smile.
"Why are you asking so many questions, kid? What's going on with that thing on your back?"
Li Long could tell at a glance that Mr. Zheng was dead.
"The mission assigned by the higher-ups is to send him back to Hong Kong City for burial. Uncle, I'm hungry. Let's go eat."
Ermao patted his stomach. The food on the train was not tasty and he was not full.
Damao walked over slowly, his figure as handsome as a pine tree. Although his face still had the youthful immaturity of a teenager, his powerful aura made people dare not underestimate him. He walked up to Li Long and called out with a smile, "Little uncle!"
Li Long also smiled and touched his head. Damao was shorter than Ermao, so he didn't have to stand on tiptoe, which made him very relieved.
"Hello, uncle!"
Yan Ruyu greeted him. Li Long used to go to Shanghai during holidays and was familiar with her.
"Let's eat, uncle's treat!"
Li Long was in a very good mood and was planning to take his three children out for a nice meal, as he had just received his salary.
He specially drove the company car. Damao and his friends were on official business, so it was reasonable for them to use the company car.
Moreover, Mr. Yang has never stopped donating money to the local government over the years. This is all thanks to Luo Xinxin and others who spared no effort to help Mr. Yang detoxify. So every time Da Mao and Er Mao return to the village, the local government will send people and cars to take good care of the two children.
Li Long took them to a restaurant he often went to. The owner and his wife were both locals. They made Xiangxi specialties, which were not expensive and tasted great.
"Little priest, we have some newly harvested mallards today. They are very fierce and raised in the mountains." The proprietress said enthusiastically.
"Make a bandit duck, then a blood-soaked duck, and one of each of the other special dishes."
Li Long was particularly generous and ordered a lot of dishes. He usually spent very little. Apart from buying things for the high priest and his family, he basically didn't spend any money on himself. Even when he went to a restaurant, he only ordered one dish, which didn't cost much, so he saved a lot of money.
"The little priest has made a fortune. Please take a seat first. You will be able to eat soon."
The proprietress went to the kitchen to help with the cooking, smiling, for the little priest. The portions had to be big and the taste had to be good.
More than ten dishes were served one after another, and Ermao had already started eating. Although he was from Shanghai, his stomach was that of Hunan. His favorite was Hunan cuisine, especially the dishes from western Hunan, which were very delicious.
"It's delicious. The bandit duck made by my mom and Zhi's mom is delicious, but not as fragrant as the one in my hometown."
Ermao quickly finished a bowl of rice, and then filled another bowl. He poured the soup of the bandit duck into the rice and mixed it. It tasted especially delicious.
"The ducks raised locally in Xiangxi are the most delicious. They won't taste the same if you go outside of Xiangxi." The proprietress said with a smile.
"No wonder, bring more ducks when the time comes."
Ermao muttered that he and his brother could use his mother's space and the skill cards. He would buy more cooked ducks and store them in the space so that they could eat them anytime.
He has a huge appetite, while Li Long and the others have normal appetites. After eating, they saw Ermao finish all the remaining food, leaving no soup.
Li Long was about to pay, but Damao got there first. Such a large table of food only cost a dozen yuan, and now that the grain and meat coupons have been cancelled, it is much more convenient.
"Uncle, keep your money to marry my grandmother."
Damao made a joke and gave the lady boss two hundred yuan. "Use the rest of the money to make bandit duck and blood duck. We'll come back to pick it up in five days."
"OK."
The proprietress took the money with a smile on her face.
Li Long didn't insist on giving him money. Luo Xinxin was very generous in giving him pocket money back then, and Damao and Ermao were also capable of making money, so they were definitely richer than him.
They bought a lot of New Year's goods in the county town, and then returned to the village. The car couldn't drive up the mountain, so they stopped at the foot of the mountain.
My second uncle and his wife have aged a lot, but they are still in good health. They can still go up the mountain to farm and drink two big bowls of corn wine.
Some of Li Long's nephews and nieces passed the entrance exam to go to school and stayed in other provinces to work, while others went to the county town to develop. They all lived well. His eldest brother and third brother even built a new house and had grandchildren. Their lives are getting better and better.
The second brother Li Hu is doing well in the army, and he has married and had children. He sent money home before and said that he would come back to celebrate the New Year next year. This year he will go to his father-in-law's house to celebrate the New Year.
The village today is very different from what it was ten years ago. Schools and hospitals have been built on the mountain, and roads have been repaired. More young people have left the mountains. Even if the development outside is not good, it is better than staying in the mountains.
Therefore, many families in the village built new houses, the elderly and children wore new clothes, and their lives became more hopeful day by day.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, the village is filled with a strong festive atmosphere. Many families are baking bacon and drying sausages, and the air is filled with the aroma of bacon. Second Uncle was very happy to see Damao and the others. He killed chickens and ducks and opened a jar of corn wine.
"Grandpa, my mom said that the corn wine brewed by Grandma Jinhua is the best. Is this the one brewed by Grandma Jinhua?"
Ermao took a sip of the wine, which tasted sweet, like a drink.
"Your grandmother Jinhua is old and can't make wine anymore. This was brewed by the daughter of grandmother Yinhua. The women in her family have unique skills in brewing wine, and they pass it down to daughters, not sons." The second uncle said with a smile.
Ermao finished the whole bowl of wine. He had to make some more corn wine to take back to honor his parents.
After dinner, they went back to their room to rest, and Mr. Zheng was arranged to hide in a cave to avoid being seen.
The high priest had just returned from dinner, and his powerful voice could be heard from afar: "I knew this morning that my good disciple was coming. A-Long, have you killed the chicken yet?"
Ten years have passed, and the high priest has not aged at all. He still looks like a charlatan who cheats and deceives people. His hair has not turned white, and he curses people with the same vigor as he did ten years ago.
"Kill it! Master, where have you been? Didn't I tell you to travel less? Have you forgotten that you broke your leg last year? Now your bones are so fragile that they break easily when you fall. Do you still think you're still the same as when you were young?"
Facing the high priest, Li Long was as respectful as he was when he was a child, but he was much more talkative than before. It was because he had a master who was disobedient and loved to gossip.
"Alright, alright, I know what's going on. You're such a talker, why don't you get married? You're still single at your age, what a shame!"
The high priest interrupted him impatiently and urged the marriage.
"Master, you are much older than me. It's not shameful for you to be an old bachelor, so why should I be ashamed?"
Li Long counterattacked calmly. The high priest didn't get the upper hand verbally, and was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and went to find his obedient disciple with his hands behind his back.
Damao and Ermao had already fallen asleep. They were very happy to see the high priest and presented him with a roast chicken they had bought in the county town.
"You are so good, Master loves you so much!"
The high priest's hands were covered in oil as he gnawed on the roast chicken, and he even wanted to touch his apprentice's head to express his love.
Da Mao and Er Mao both quickly shook their hair. There was so much oil in their hair that they didn't want to wash it.
They stayed in the mountains for five days and had a great time. If they hadn't had a mission to do, they would have wanted to spend the New Year there before leaving.
When they left, there were a lot of corn wine and bacon and sausages in their space, all of which were purchased privately by Ermao. They also left some money for their second uncle and others, and bought a lot of chickens for the high priest before going down the mountain.
Li Long sent them to the train. Watching the train slowly go away, he smiled, turned and left.
Time flies so fast. The two children who were still breastfeeding at that time can now perform tasks independently. As his uncle, he must work harder to develop his hometown into an economically strong county so that people in the mountains can have enough food to eat, the elderly can afford medical treatment, and children can afford to go to school.
Three days later, Damao and his friends arrived in Gangcheng and moved directly into a villa halfway up the mountain. The house was always cleaned and could be occupied at any time.
Mr. Zheng followed them all the way here. Except that his skin was getting increasingly blue, there was nothing unusual about him. In fact, putting him in the space would be the easiest way, but Damao didn't like putting corpses in the space. In the past, when Li Rong went out to perform a mission, he would put the corpses in the space. Then, when the food was taken out of the space, Damao refused to eat it, saying that it smelled like a corpse and he couldn't swallow it.
Since then, Luo Xinxin and the others have never left corpses in the space unless it is absolutely necessary.
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