Uncle Wu pointed to the wine on the ground and said to Bian Rui: "The jars of wine over there are not bad. The water seeps are less and the taste is worse, but they can still be eaten. You can pick two or three jars, but they can't sell them anyway. There is no problem drinking them at home."

Bian Rui nodded: "Then I will take two jars."

If Bian Rui really wants to choose, Bian Rui doesn’t want these wines because the taste is wrong. It’s better to drink the wine that Mr. Wu has exchanged for.

But since I came, I can't say that I don't want to drink. Isn't that slap the fifth uncle in the face? While slapping the fifth uncle in the face, it also slap the fourth grandfather in the face. Bian Rui felt that he was more honest and less unhappy with the elders, so he naturally had to pick two jars of wine to count and other things.

The fifth uncle saw that Bian Rui picked two jars of wine and took them to Dai Niu. Then he pointed to the dozen jars on the ground and said to his nephew: "Those two jars are sent to your grandfather, and those two jars are given to your second grandfather..."

"Grandpa Fifth, Grandpa Fifth, come here and try this wine!"

Just as the fifth uncle was distributing wine, a young voice suddenly sounded.

"Xiaozhu, I haven't finished saying anything yet..."

The fifth uncle was a little annoyed, but he still walked towards Xiaozhu.

Xiaozhu picked up the wine scoop in his hand, scooped a scoop of wine from the jar, and handed it to Uncle Bian Wu who came over: "Grandpa Wu, try this taste."

Uncle Bian Wu took the scoop and put it to his mouth to taste it first, then sniffed it, frowned for a while, took another sip, and then smacked his mouth.

"How is it? Grandpa Five?"

"How come this taste is the fruit of wine? Xiaoba and Xiaojiu, come and try it..." Uncle Bian Wu handed the scoop of wine in his hand to his two nephews.

After hearing this, Bian Rui walked to the jar curiously. After waiting for his cousins ​​to taste the wine, the scoop naturally fell into Bian Rui's hand. Bian Rui picked up the scoop and scooped the scoop of the wine. He smelled it first, and then tasted it, and suddenly felt that there was a smell of fruit.

"What's going on?" Bian Rui asked.

"Who knows!"

The people standing around, including Bian Wubo, shook their heads at the same time.

Bian Wuwang asked, "Zhuzi, is there any wine of this kind?"

Zhuzi shook his head and said, "Just this jar!"

"That's useless, but I'd better take it back and give this jar of wine to my father and let him taste it. I can't tell you what you can taste," said Bian Wu's uncle.

After hearing what the fifth uncle said, Zhuzi and a few young people resealed the jar of wine and marked the mouth of the sealing jar. Then everyone continued to move wine down from the wine cellar on the cliff.

"Fifth Uncle, Wu, I found a leaking place. It seemed that something had dug a hole. The amount of water seepage was quite good..."

As the number of jars in the cellar became fewer and fewer, someone soon discovered the seepage place. Something was dug out a shallow hole on the stone wall behind a group of jars. The water seeped out from this small hole. Although the amount of water did not seem to be quite large, it would be normal to destroy the cellar over time.

The seepage place was found, but it had no effect on the result of abandoning the cellar. After almost half of the wine was thrown away, all the remaining wine that could be eaten was placed under the cliff.

Everything is done and it is time for the sun to set.

Everyone put the wine on the backs of the animals. On average, each animal carries less than six or seven jars of wine, at most eight jars of wine. Even if each jar is full of only twenty pounds, there are only half of the wine left in each jar, and there are less than sixty pounds in total. The animals carry it very easily. Although everyone has to walk with their feet next, it will save much more trouble when the animals get up. In addition, the sun above their heads has already relieved their anger, so the journey is quite smooth.

When the group arrived at the entrance of the village, it was almost dark.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

In front of the team, Uncle Xubian Bian saw a stranger riding a 250 motorcycle out of the village and immediately asked.

After hearing this, the man stopped the motorcycle and said to Bian Wu Bo: "You are from Bianjia Village, I am from the archaeological team there."

"Architecture team?" Bian Wu Bo looked at the person riding a motorcycle with suspicious eyes.

When the man saw that Bian Wu and others were quite alert, he simply took out his work permit from his pocket and handed it to Bian Wu's hand: "Look, I didn't care about you. I am from the Provincial Doctor Archaeology Team and found that the team was wearing a tomb over there."

"What are you doing when you come to our village?" Uncle Bian Wu returned the certificate and continued to question.

The man smiled and said, "I came here to ask if there are anyone in the village who wants to go to work. We have work for everyone to do. Don't worry, the wages we give are no worse than those who work in the provincial capital..."

Not only Bian Wugong, but also the others in the team were very curious.

"What are you going to do? You are still recruiting workers. What are you building for recruiting workers?" Bian Wu asked everyone's thoughts.

The motorcycle riding man smiled and said, "Our discovery is very important, especially when we found an epitaph in a tomb chamber that was written very well. The province decided to protect these tomb chambers and establish a provincial cultural relics protection unit..."

This person talked for a long time, but most of the people who listened next to him didn't understand it, but one of them was that he was ready to build a place to protect cultural relics there. If he wanted to build a house, the workers must be lacking, and all kinds of workers were missing. So this person was ordered to come and ask if there are any young laborers in the nearby village who want to make money.

Uncle Bian Wu thought for a while and said, "Then you can help you slowly."

Labor export is no longer the work done by the villagers of Bianjia Village. If it were twenty years ago, there would definitely be someone in Bianjia Village to do it, but no one will do it now, because the older generation went out to make money because the family was not in good condition. Now, like Bian Rui's generation has grown up. They are usually white-collar workers in offices outside, and the older generation is under little pressure. If they buy a house for their children, they have to chase them ten years ago. So now middle-aged people with work now have long been content with farming and raising pigs at home. Even if young people go out to work, they have left long ago. They want to recruit people here, which is wrong.

Not to mention Bianjia Village, there are several nearby villages that they want to recruit coolies who probably can't recruit many people.

After saying that, Bian Wuwang signaled the team behind to give up the road and let the motorcycle rider go over, wait for him to pass, and then the team entered the village.

Bian Rui took Daniu to his parents' house first and took off the four jars of wine from Dainiu's back. This was the one that Bian Wu's uncle gave to Bian Rui's grandfather and father. The remaining two jars were for Bian Rui, and Bian Rui wanted to transport them back to his own courtyard.

"Dad, mom, grandpa, grandma! Where did this person go?" Bian Rui put down the jar of wine and looked at each room curiously. He found that today was really strange. One of the four old men was not at home, not only the humans, but also the dog yard.

After thinking about it, Bian Rui took the door and walked towards his own courtyard.

When he arrived at the entrance of the yard and was about to enter the yard, Bian Rui heard that the yard was so lively, with at least seven or eight people in his yard.

Bian Rui pulled Dai Niu into the yard curiously, and then he found that his parents and grandparents were all there. In addition to these four, there were third uncles, seventh uncles, fourteenth uncles, and sixteenth uncles. The big guy formed a circle and was talking about something with a smile.

"What's going on?" Bian Rui asked.

When everyone saw Bian Xiao coming back, they immediately smiled.

Uncle Sixteen smiled and said, "Congratulations, Xiao Shijiu, your family is a little bitch!"

When Bian Rui heard this, he immediately misunderstood. He thought Uncle Sixteen was talking about what he and Yan Lan had done last night, so he asked with a smile: "Do you all know?"

"Is there anything I don't know about this? Is it obvious?" Uncle Sixteen said with a smile.

Bian Rui said: "Oh, that's good!"

Speaking of this, I suddenly felt something was wrong. What does it mean to be a big deal? I won’t get anything I did yesterday? That’s too much. Even if Comrade Yan comes out of the wall, there must be signs in his stomach. Even if he can’t see it anymore, he has visited him so many times yesterday, but he still doesn’t know if there is any goods.

"No, why did you make a fuss? Which door of the door?" said Bian Ruiqi.

Everyone didn't expect Bian Rui to understand it wrong. In their consciousness, Bian Rui and Yan Lan had been lying on the same bed, but they could not have thought that they had achieved success until last night.

Others didn't hear it, but Yan Lan heard it clearly, fearing that Bian Rui would tell something indifferent, so she opened her mouth and said, "The pony at home has a foal."

"So fast?"

Bian Rui was a little dizzy. He had only been out for a long time and the foal had given birth to him?

But it wouldn't work if I didn't believe it. Now everyone made way. In the middle of the crowd, there was a little foal that was not much bigger than a puppy. It was quite ugly. Its body was like a standing rectangle, with few hairs on its tail, let alone a neck. At this time, the little guy flashed his big eyes and looked at everything around him curiously.

"This Xiaodong is so ugly!" Bian Rui said.

"This is too small, like a little puppy. What can this horse do? You can't watch the door, and you can't transport the goods. You said you should play with Xiao Jingjing. You haven't seen Xiao Jingjing play a few times. You just accompany your cows in the pond every day." Uncle San scratched his head and looked unconscious and couldn't understand.

"San brother, you don't understand this. They are raising pets. The 19th level is not much higher than that of you, an old farmer. Can you understand their lifestyle?"

"No matter how high-level I am, I am also his third uncle. If I get angry, I will still beat him up." The third uncle said with a smile.

"Yes, even if I am seventy and eighty, I am still not your nephew?" Bian Rui said with a smile.

After saying that, Bian Rui glanced at him and found that in addition to this little foal, there was also a little foal of the same size.
Chapter completed!