The pastoral life of the grass tribe chief

Just as Lu Yao was about to take a lunch break, Dianzi called him on video.

"Come down to your cousin's place for tea."

The Madman's Way.

"He's back?"

Lu Yao asked.

The madman turned the camera towards Lu Yang.

Lu Yao had just hung up the phone when Lu Chong called back via video call.

Lu Yao told his parents and rode his motorcycle to the village.

Upon seeing this, the old crow quickly flew and landed on Lu Yao's shoulder.

Its first trip out with Lu Yao was purely out of curiosity about the outside world.

When it discovered that it was popular and had all sorts of delicious food, it became Lu Yao's little shadow, sometimes even flying to various villages to act cute and beg for food.

In just a few days, it became a seasoned veteran in Maoyuan Township.

Will cherishing something cause... a reaction...?

"Forever and ever... is that a kind of...favoritism...?"

Along the way, Old Wu sang songs with self-absorbed joy.

It sang in Cantonese, but it was intermittent and occasionally uttered a word or two in Mandarin, mimicking Lu Yao's voice. Lu Yao wanted to strangle it when he heard it.

Lu Chong was already standing under the longan tree at the village entrance, waiting for someone.

"Old Thunder Monkey".

Old Wu greeted Lu Chong warmly.

"Shut your beak."

Lu Chong was most afraid that it would mimic his voice and greet the widow; the embarrassment would be immense.

"Relax."

Old Wu tried to comfort him.

Seeing the look in his eyes as he killed the bird, it quickly flew to the front of the car, and after the car started, it began to sing to itself in a self-absorbed manner.

"You're doing this on purpose, you always call me when I'm about to go to sleep."

As soon as Lu Chong entered the door, he started complaining to the madman.

"It's not my fault, he just happens to be back every time."

The madman shifted the blame to Lu Yang.

"My father-in-law gave me a lion-headed goose; we'll eat here tonight."

Lu Yangchong Tea Ceremony.

"Chong-ge, thank you for your hard work this afternoon. Love you!"

The three of them said in unison.

"Get out, don't disgust me."

Lu Chongdao.

"Auntie, baby, time to eat." Old Wu saw his second aunt feeding her grandson, flew to her shoulder, and then asked, "Where's Uncle?"

This is about human relationships and social customs.

"See? Even a bird knows how to greet you, but all you do when you come in is squawk. Where are your elders? Where are your elders? Anyone who doesn't know the situation would think you've come to collect a debt."

Second Aunt said to the madman.

"I'll change it. Next time I'll just ask, 'Where is he? Where is he? Where did he die again?'"

The Madman's Way.

Just as the second aunt was about to say something, a roar came from Lu Jijun's house, and everyone rushed over to see what had happened.

"Fung-jai, have you made your dad angry again?"

Lu Yao saw that it was the father and son arguing.

"My uncle wanted to open a shop and needed money, so he asked my dad for money. I said that money can't be taken for nothing and that he should write an agreement to pay it back within a few years. My dad then got angry at me."

Lu Feng felt wronged.

"How could I have given birth to such an ungrateful wretch? He's your uncle, your own uncle."

Lu Jijun pointed at his son, trembling with anger.

"So what if he's my uncle? He's not a three-year-old. If he wants to open a shop, he can earn his own money. Why should he take our money for nothing?"

Lu Feng retorted, unconvinced.

"I'll beat you to death, you ungrateful wretch."

When Lu Jijun saw that his son still dared to talk back to him, he was so angry that he was about to hit him.

"Brother Jun, Brother Jun, don't be angry, let's sit down and talk it over."

Everyone quickly stopped Lu Jijun and pulled Lu Feng away as well.

Everyone sat there, and no one spoke for a moment.

This is the gap between two generations, which cannot be explained in a short time.

Many traditions are seen as outdated ideas by young people, who disdain them or even feel ashamed of them.

In the eyes of Lu Yao and his generation, family ties are priceless.

It is only natural for brothers and sisters to help each other.

Of course, it's not about blindly helping people all the time.

Take opening a shop as an example. Your siblings can help you once or twice, but if you fail the first two times and still want to continue opening the shop, you can only rely on your own efforts.

Young people need to experience the cost of trial and error in order to grow and mature.

Rural people don't have much money, so they can only rely on their brothers and sisters to unite and work together. If one of them earns money, he or she can give back to the other brothers and sisters and also allow their parents to live a good life.

Of course, there are all kinds of people in the world, including quite a few ungrateful wretches. Once their siblings help them become wealthy, they sever ties with them and never speak to them again.

Therefore, many people only seek to have a clear conscience.

Today's young people have never experienced hardship. Many are only children or have few siblings. They grow up under the protection of their parents, never asking for help and having little regard for family ties.

Especially those whose parents are only children, and who are also only children themselves, have never had a concept of family affection since childhood. They can't understand the relationships between relatives and friends, and they think the world revolves around them. They are inherently selfish.

But were they wrong?

No.

This is determined by the growth environment and social environment.

In the face of the rapidly evolving environment of the Internet and smartphones, the gap is no longer a generational divide, nor even a ten- or five-year gap, but a gap that appears every one or two years.

"Neither of you, father and son, is wrong in this matter. Just sit down and talk it out calmly. Don't let this hurt your relationship."

Outsiders shouldn't interfere in such family matters, so this is all the advice everyone can give to the father and son.

Lu Yao took Lu Jijun to Lu Yang's house for tea, giving the father and son some time to calm down, so that they wouldn't start fighting again as soon as everyone left.

Lu Yao, Dianzi, and Lu Jijun sat until after three o'clock, and when they saw that the sun wasn't so hot anymore, they all went back to work.

Lu Chong stayed behind to kill geese and make soy sauce goose.

Lu Yang then prepared other dishes.

"I made basil and sweet potato soup."

Wang Xiurong was about to go out when she saw her youngest son return. She said something and then went to work in the fields.

"I'm having dinner at my cousin's house tonight."

Lu Yaodao.

"Then I'll come back early to cook."

Wang Xiurong said.

Lu Yao served himself and Lao Wu's whole family a bowl of sweet potato soup, and after finishing it, he went to dig bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots grow very quickly after the rain; they can shoot up very tall if you're not careful, and the fibers become coarse and hard, making them less tasty.

Lu Yao leaves one or two bamboo shoots in each pile of bamboo to allow them to grow taller.

He sliced ​​half of the bamboo shoots he dug up into thin slices and soaked them in water overnight, planning to make bamboo shoot rice cakes the next day.

The other half is sliced ​​thinly and pickled.

It was already past 7 p.m. when we finished cutting the bamboo shoots. My grandparents and parents had already eaten dinner, had tea, and were taking a walk.

Lu Yao took a shower before going to Lu Yang's house.

The madman had just finished showering and came upstairs.

He wore a brand new short-sleeved shirt and shorts tonight, but his skin was tanned dark, otherwise he would have looked even younger and more handsome.

"Dressed up so nicely, is she going on a blind date?"

Lu Yao teased him.

"Why didn't that birdman come along?"

The madman asked him.

"It's not stupid. You're all going to drink tonight, and I'm afraid you'll get drunk and cook it."

Lu Yao glanced at the digital clock on the wall; it was almost eight o'clock.

Lu Yang's wife gets off work at eight o'clock and can get home in ten minutes.

He went to the kitchen and saw that the dishes were almost ready, and they were just waiting for Lu Yang's wife to come back so they could eat.