Chapter 52:

Do not buy hawthorn, want to buy hawthorn?
When Uncle Security received the call, he didn't respond at the first time. After a few seconds, he refused the request to buy the old hawthorn tree.
Sorry, he is not short of this money, this old hawthorn tree also has a different meaning to him.
The uncle's surname is Li and his name is Li Guoxin. Both his parents are the youngest sons of the family, which makes his seniority particularly high.
In that simple and ordinary age, the two young men did not change their teachings and did evil things. After they got married, they did ridiculous things. They formed gangs and didn't learn well. Even the shy grandmother Li Guoxin hit a tree and felt ashamed.
Even if the husband and wife are always fighting each other and taunting each other, when Li Guoxin was six years old, he still gave birth to a younger brother.
You know, even if a bad guy becomes a parent, he is a bad parent. In this world, not all parents love their children.
If when Li Guoxin was born, the couple were still afraid of their parents and older brothers and sisters, and did not dare to mess around, then after Xiao Ping’an was born, they should grow old, disappointed, and there will be no one. Hope for this pair of mud.
Therefore, the couple who had completely released themselves left the child casually at home. It was Li Guoxin who held his younger brother, the owner used porridge, and the western family raised it.
Today the village said that the Li’s touched someone’s little widow’s house. Tomorrow, the village will tell that the Li’s daughter-in-law will go to the cornfield to joke with others at night.
Li Guoxin covered his brother's ears to prevent him from hearing the gossip, and even wondered why the two of them have not been captured yet, even if they are shot, he can live with peace.
At the age of twelve, the village encountered a flash flood and rushed into the village unsuspectingly.
Li Guoxin came back with firewood on his back and exchanged eggs for others. He broke free from the obstacles of the same village. He ran back to his broken yard in a panic, but he did not see Ping An.
The flood swallowed Chi, and Li Guoxin climbed the old hawthorn tree to escape the catastrophe, but did not see his brother who was washed away by the flood.
His mother, who had never seen her child directly, disappeared after the flood. Later, I heard from fellow villagers that I saw a woman in Hong Kong who looked alike and did cleaning in a hotel.
His father, who didn't know where to open his house, came around at night after the flood and was caught by someone else's husband. He fell down the ditch when he fled in panic and died.
Li Guoxin lost his little peace at home and waited for his elder brother to return, and did not cause trouble to the village. He packed his bags and went out to work.
Starting from the construction site, the road became a contractor, and finally there was his own construction company. Li Guoxin and Yu Dong are also old acquaintances. In recent years, many real estates have been developed by cooperation agreements signed by them.
It's just that Li Guoxin's children have gone abroad to settle, and his wife has been taking care of the children in the past two years. She is not too busy with company affairs, so she simply found a leisurely job in the Kyushu community.
It's okay to talk to others in the guard room, chat with the residents who come and go, have a meal at lunch, and then find a few chess friends in the community at night to play two games.
Li Guoxin is still the head of the elderly activity group in the Kyushu community, and he often makes fun of his retirement.
The young security guard in the guard room may have wondered why Li Shu and Yu Dong are so familiar, and even the children in Yu Dong's family will yell grandpa hello every time they pass by.
There are big bosses who drive luxury cars and hire cars, and naturally there are also bosses who have fun in the guard room.
He is almost sixty years old. He has suffered and exhausted. Even if he earns money to become a boss, he has not cultivated any extravagant hobbies. He likes to drink tea, listen to music, and find two friends to play chess.
The child always recites him, not to enjoy the good fortune, but instead comes to the community to serve as a guard for others.
Li Guoxin was not happy, saying that he was just working hard, and his body would go bad if he stopped. Most of the properties in the Kyushu community are intelligent systems, mainly young people are maintaining them. His usual job is to find someone to chat. Not tired.
Therefore, Li Guoxin is not bad for money, and that old hawthorn tree has a special meaning to him and will not sell it.
He built the road in the village because he was grateful to the fellow villagers who had put together his bags for him back then. Second, he wanted to buy this old hawthorn tree as a guide for safety.
The corpse of a child who has died is not allowed to be erected in Li Guoxin’s hometown.
However, he couldn't bear his brother in his heart, so he left this old hawthorn tree. The tree always lives longer than human beings. Even if there is a little peace and the soul floats back, no one will find it.
Li Guoxin's child, whose nickname is Ping An, he thought, maybe his brother's spirit is floating and floating, and he thinks that in the next life, it is good to have parents who love their children.
So, let's be brother's child!
The village chief hung up the phone, and was very embarrassed. He asked Long Ming'an and his son if he wanted to look at other fruit trees.
Their village was destroyed by floods before. When rebuilding, everyone paid special attention to planting trees, especially fruit trees. As long as the trees survived, the mountains would not collapse so easily, and floods would never go straight to the village.
They are all carefully taken care of fruit trees. If Long Mingan and his son want to buy something else, the village head can also help as a lobbyist.
"Dad, I think that crabapple tree is pretty good. Why don't you buy it?" Long Jiaxin likes this small village. The repairs are relatively modern, the roads are flat, the houses are neat, and the vegetables grown in the yard are also regular. , It's pretty.
He thought that the crabapple tree was better than the old hawthorn tree, so he suggested to him whether to change the tree.
However, this old hawthorn tree is the closest to his memory in the past ten years.
Long Mingan looked good at talking, but he was actually quite stubborn to get things done. He still wanted to buy a hawthorn tree, so he troubled the village chief, can he let him talk to the owner of the tree.
Long Mingan still remembered that when he was dragged away by his mother, the village was all exclaiming and screaming, saying that the goddess of the mountain was angry. He struggled and failed and was taken away and never saw his eldest brother again.
When Long Mingan thinks about it again, he can infer that the anger of the goddess of mountains in the village at that time should be either due to mudslides or floods. Otherwise, everyone can't be so panicked, even if they don't want their home, they will go out run.
His mother also took advantage of the chaos to hold him and escaped, otherwise, she took a child and left without anyone noticing.
Parents are only nominal blood relatives, who have supported Long Mingan through countless nights, is the eldest brother who always hugged him when he was young.
Probably, the only good thing the irresponsible couple did was to let the brothers depend on each other for those years.
Not all people are hurting him or failing him. Long Ming'an's eldest brother is the reason for his life.
It's just that the two boys were not very old at the time, and Long Mingan didn't know how the half-year-old child should survive natural disasters because his father didn't have the home, his mother stole money and ran away.
He survived the darkness and returned to a normal life. He met his wife and raised children with him. The letter of Long Jiaxin was taken from the homophony of the villagers calling the big brother "Daxin".
But the eldest brother stayed forever on the night of his teens.
Only the relatives who were good to him disappeared. Only the old hawthorn tree still reminds him that when he was a child, he was carried by his eldest brother, holding the hawthorn to watch other children show off eating eggs, and then he deliberately turned away and hid behind his eldest brother, pouting. The eldest brother smiled if he didn't envy that he also had hawthorn.
Long Mingan can stick to all chain stores, and give hawthorn snowballs as gifts to every guest for more than ten years, but there is no way to go back to the night 40 years ago, avoiding his mother, grabbing his hand and shouting The name of the eldest brother, the two brothers followed the villagers to avoid the anger of the goddess of the mountain.
Therefore, Long Ming'an still didn't want to give up. He asked the village chief to call the owner of the old hawthorn tree, and prepared to sincerely talk about his situation in a simple way, hoping that he could buy the hawthorn tree.
"Dad, why are you so stubborn?!" Long Jiaxin was helpless, wishing to grab his hair to express depression. He was really afraid of his dad's soft-looking character, but he didn't actually hit the south wall and didn't look back.
The owner of the old hawthorn tree just heard the voice with this kind of personality, saying that he was not angry at anything, and he was cheerful, but that is to say, he did not discuss it.
You guys who are soft on the outside and strong on the inside are simply the devil.
Long Jiaxin saw his father made a quiet gesture to him, indicating that the other side had been connected, so he spoke in a gentle tone and tried to explain his situation.
Alas, he knew that this hawthorn tree was cut love, but he really wanted to find an old hawthorn tree, he wanted to find his hometown and the impression of his elder brother when he was young.
Long Ming'an was a character who was swearing at his face, and he could continue to be reasonable, but he didn't expect that he fell silent on the phone and stopped talking at all.
How should I pick this up?
Putonghua became a dialect, and Long Jiaxin was confused when he heard his father’s face without the always cheerful smile. He seemed a little nervous, and his voice was a little trembling, so please tell me again.
This time, the call on the other side was much slower, and Long Jiaxin heard the other person say, "...Peace."
Forty years have passed, and there is no longer any familiar place in the hometown, and there are not a few old people who can tell the story of the Li family.
Long Mingan could not understand the dialect, and he might even face Li Guoxin face to face without recognizing each other.
However, the pronunciation and intonation of the phrase Ping An immediately opened up Long Mingan's few childhood memories.
Who would forget the elder brother of the dearest and call his own name?
"Dad? Dad! Come, relax, take a deep breath." Long Jiaxin immediately pulled out the emergency aerosol, lest his father could not breathe.
Two days later, Gu Yusheng and the others received a call from Uncle Security, calling for Huatang.
The uncle's usual slow tone is rarely rushed, and when talking to Huatang, the word order is even rarely reversed, which makes it extremely excited.
Think about it, too, being able to call a black cat specifically is not something that can be done in a sane state.
Huatang's ears were puckered, and she was confused, but she still understood the general meaning.
The old Hawthorn tree was sensible, and brought Huatang an unlimited amount of hawthorn snowballs.
As long as Huatang goes to the restaurant, hawthorn snowballs can be eaten freely.