Chapter 479: Uncle Tiger

Wu Mingyi on the side heard the old man’s astonishment, and couldn’t help asking:
Uncle Liu, I used to hear from the village elders when I was a child that Lin Sheng’s grandfather went when he was haunted, and Lin Sheng’s father seemed to still eat. I grew up with Baijiafan in the village. (Baidu search network has the fastest and most stable update) Is this true?"
Liu Shugong held the old genealogy book and looked at the name of Wu Zhongkun for a while, then slowly put it down after a while, put it on the coffee table next to him, sighed slightly, looked up at Wu Mingyi and said, "This is true."
"But there are things you juniors don't understand. Speaking of which, the whole village in our village must be grateful to Uncle Tiger, that is, Lin Sheng's grandfather."
"If it hadn't been for Lin Sheng's grandfather to save the entire village, I'm afraid that few people in our entire village could survive the little devil's gun..."
Speaking of this, the old man sighed unpleasantly: "Do you know why I lost my temper when the village meeting asked everyone to donate money to Lin Sheng's house last time?"
Hearing that Liu Shugong suddenly switched to other things, Wu Mingyi was quite puzzled, and immediately asked along the lines: "Liu Shugong, just say anything if you have anything. There is nothing else here."
"To be honest, I was still a little puzzled when I saw you at the village meeting last time."
Although Wu Mingyi was also very curious about the "Uncle Tiger" mentioned by Liu Shugong just now, that is, Lin Sheng's grandfather rescued the whole village under the gun of the little devil.
However, now that Liu Shugong mentioned that the village assembly donated money to Lin Sheng's family and got angry the year before, he also wanted to understand what happened.
The sixth uncle just said: "I am such a bad old man who has been half in the soil. There is something unnecessary to say. But now I really want to say that after all the old people in this village have gone, all of you juniors It’s a bit outrageous, but it’s ungrateful!"
"There are also a few other old things too. I have forgotten how Uncle Tiger saved their family back then. Now I see Lin Sheng's family in trouble, and they all acted like turtles with their heads shrunk. He was willing to help Lin Sheng's family. He didn't even come out to say something fair..."
Speaking of this, Liu Shugong was obviously a little bit angry.
"Our Shajing Village is now such a big village. No one's families live so tightly. There are also a few rich and noble ones. But let you donate some money to Lin Sheng's family. The boy from the father’s family was rescued and left a stick of incense for Uncle Tiger."
"But it's good for you. One by one, three, five, one, two hundred, and they are still reluctant. The whole village donated less than 20,000 yuan plus one yuan, which is not enough for the Lin Sheng family's medicine for a month. Fee. You are all playing beggars."
"Don't think that when I am old, my eyes and ears are deaf. I know very well, you. Many people just eat out and play with women for thousands of people without blinking their eyes. "
"Let you donate some money to Lin Sheng's family, one by one is like taking a knife to cut meat on you, killing you. I don't want to think that if there was no Uncle Tiger back then, let alone you, it is your grandfather and Tai Grandpa died long ago by the little devil's gun, where are you guys still here?"
The old man is obviously angry when he mentions these things, and he can't finish talking.
About this matter. The people in the village are not doing authentically. I'm sorry that Uncle Tiger's family is unhappy in their hearts.
I used to hold back and feel bored in my heart, with nowhere to say, nowhere to vent. Now that I finally had a chance, I wanted to spit out the words that had been held in my heart for a long time.
For many old things, Wu Mingyi's age is naturally not clear.
Therefore, this scolding for Liu Shugong at this moment. He didn't know what to say except embarrassment. At the beginning, although the money he donated was the highest among everyone in the village, it was only one thousand yuan.
Most of others' homes are thirty or fifty. One or two hundred, and three to five hundred can be donated are rare. However, Wu Mingyi knew that at that time, Liu Shugong donated all his old books, which was more than 3,000 yuan.
His two sons were also forced to donate 1,000 yuan each. He even quarreled with his two sons about this.
"Liu Shugong, you also know that I am not old, and don’t know much about the old things when the village was haunted by ghosts. You just said that Grandpa Lin Sheng saved the whole village. What is going on, can you tell me? Say?"
Wu Mingyi was a little embarrassed, but he still asked.
The old man glanced at him. It seemed that the call just now was almost vented. After a light sigh, a trace of reminiscence appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "When we were haunted by ghosts, our village suffered a disaster. You should all have heard of this."
"Back when the devil came into the village, it was really what you saw and grabbed it. Whoever had a woman with wives and wives was even more miserable. In the nearby villages, how many good wives and wives have been ruined by the devils? Even the whole village. Many have been slaughtered by devils."
"Our village wouldn’t be much better if we hadn’t had an uncle tiger in the past. I was a half-teen-year-old boy at that time. I saw with my own eyes a small group of devils rushed into our village to burn. Killing, looting, and grabbing women everywhere and ruining them."
"Fortunately, at that time, Uncle Tiger shot, and one person wiped out all the devils in that small group with bare hands. Then we took all the young and old in our village and fled to the mountains to take refuge..."
Speaking of this, the old man could not help but pause, and said with a slight emotion: "When it comes to Uncle Tiger, I admire it from the bottom of my heart. That skill is indeed very tight. Do you know why I call Lin Sheng his grandfather "Uncle Tiger"? It's because he personally killed a tiger."
"At that time, Uncle Tiger was the hero in our village and the most capable character in the whole village. He was a famous name in Baili far and near. At that time, the children in every village liked to play with Uncle Tiger behind him and pester him. Learn his kung fu."
"Liu Shugong, is Lin Sheng really such a great grandfather?" Wu Mingyi couldn't help but interjected and asked, quite surprised.
The old man glanced at him and said lightly: "That's natural! The other old things in the village also know this."
"But, when I was young, how did I hear that Lin Sheng's grandfather was beaten to death by a kid?" Wu Mingyi asked curiously.
The old man glared, and said: "Uncle Tiger is powerful, but after all he is a flesh and blood body, how can he hold the guns of the little devil? Uncle Tiger killed a lot of little devil back then, so he provokes the little devil's wanted revenge ."
"At that time, the Guizi team went into the mountains to search. Uncle Tiger was worried that the villagers would find the hiding place by the devils. So he ran out to lead the devils away. Unexpectedly, Uncle Tiger was able to endure the little devils' guns. The gun attack, died under the guns of the devil."
"Otherwise, why did you grow up when Lin Sheng’s father ate the whole village’s hundreds of families? At that time, the whole village owed Uncle Tiger’s affection, so I would rather leave a bite to Lin Sheng’s dad when I’m hungry. . Can’t let Uncle Tiger’s heirs be cut off."
"It's like you guys are like now. Everyone watched the Lin Sheng family's suffering, and refused to reach out to help. Ask you to donate some money, just like killing you with a knife..."
As Liu Shugong said, Wu Mingyi glared at Wu Mingyi.
Although Wu Mingyi is now the "richest man" in Shajing Village. I also donated 1,000 yuan to Wu Linsheng’s family, which is one of the highest among the villagers.
But the old man knows very well that a mere thousand yuan is not even a small amount for Wu Mingyi's net worth. It is only a drop in the bucket for Wu Linsheng's family.
Therefore, speaking of these now, he will inevitably still feel angry in his heart.
Faced with Liu Shugong’s accusation and sarcasm, Wu Mingyi could only be embarrassed, and said,
I don’t know these old things, don’t you know. Besides, Liu Shugong should also be aware that the amount of donation at the time did not mean that I came as I wanted. Coming."
"If I don't live in this village, then I don't have to worry about anything. But I also want to live in the village every day. If I donate more of this, then other people must not say behind my back that I have money and can do things, and I am provocative. Ah, what kind of gossip. I will be hard to be a man then..."
Such things are really common in the village.
Just Wu Mingyi and a few others donated 1,000 yuan. Many people whispered behind their backs that their family has money. Of course, they donated more. Our family is poor. If there is no money, we can only Donate one hundred and eighty.
This is only 1,000 yuan, if Wu Mingyi really donated 10,000 to 20,000 yuan or more. Other face-saving people may have to donate more. Otherwise, this will be spread out, but it won't sound good.
For example, when people in other villages met and asked how many tens of thousands Wu Mingyi in your village had donated to Wu Linsheng’s family, how much did you donate? Those who want face are embarrassed to say that they only donated a few dozen hundred?
Although people from far and near know that Wu Mingyi is the "richest man" in Shajing Village, it is not easy to compare. But Wu Mingyi donated tens of thousands. Then why do you have to have a few thousand?
Otherwise, there are only one or two hundred, or even dozens of them. What is it like to say it?
If Wu Mingyi, as the richest man in Shajing Village, only donated a few hundred and one thousand, then other people who think that the conditions are good, donating three or two hundred will be justified.
Consciously poor, or you can say that you don’t care about your face so much. Donating dozens of dollars is so-so. It's not too shabby to say it out.
After all, ~EbookFREE.me~ Wu Mingyi is like a benchmark.
He donated a lot, so other people have to compare their wealth with that of Wu Mingyi, and then increase the donation so that it won't make people laugh at jokes.
But if he really donated too high, and other people donated more money for the sake of saving face, he would have to be unhappy with Wu Mingyi if he specified in his heart.
Such rules are common in villages and even in many other places.
Liu Shugong is not someone who doesn't know this. After donating more than 3,000 yuan by himself, he was often muttered by the villagers.
On the surface, people are praising him for being rich and generous, but in fact they are ridiculing him for being'so tall,' who is provocative and pretending to be fat.
It's just that he is of a seniority, and few people really dare to chew their tongues in front of him and say those sour words.
It's just that the elderly are not blind or memorizing. Some gossips are naturally visible and audible. Although it was pretending to be nonchalant, but in my heart, it was not so happy. (~^~)