Chapter 1375: Broken Jar Broken

Originally, it was a journey back to home by car, but because of the corresponding relationship between the villagers, it became necessary to get out of the car and walk back to the old house.

Although the official authority is indispensable, the osmanthus family is a halfway monk, which is different from those students who take the top exam, and osmanthus does not want to be alienated from the villagers because his family has become an official.

Anyway, they used to be a village!

In this way, the Osmanthus family and Ling Chenyi walked in the front together, followed by the mountain, and as for the other villagers, they followed in a mighty way.

Originally, Osmanthus also intended to let Guan Dashan dismiss everyone first, but Guan Dashan said that the villagers could ask for some joy and blessings, so Osmanthus had nothing to say.

Although it was still winter at this time, but along the way, Osmanthus found that there was still a lot of snow in the yard of the nearby house, but the road that everyone walked at this time was very dry, but Osmanthus didn't think much about it, just thought that the villagers would also sweep the road out in the previous winter.

But everyone else was a little shocked in their hearts.

How did a later person know that the road in the village was rarely cleaned in winter, and even if it was cleaned, it was only the area in front of his house.

Now this road is so dry and easy to walk, it is completely swept out to welcome the osmanthus family.

It's only the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and the sky has already darkened, and many people's yards have already hung red lanterns.

In a big festival like the New Year, even the poorest people will not be stingy with the candle and a half, and everyone wants to make the new year prosperous.

However, this does not mean that all families are like this, at least in Qinhe Village, or at least in this New Year's Festival, there will always be such a family that is different.

For example, the old house of the Chu family.

As soon as she walked to the alley where the old house was located, Osmanthus saw two big red lanterns hanging at the gate of the old house.

That head can be regarded as the largest in the entire Qinhe Village.

Osmanthus was thinking about when Xu had become so generous, but when she walked up, she couldn't help laughing.

No wonder Osmanthus felt that the size of this lantern did not look like it was from the Xu family, and when she stepped forward to take a look, she found that this lantern was obviously a lantern taken from Ling Mansion.

That big Ling character is written on the lantern, but it is very conspicuous!

Needless to say, this must have been brought over by Mama Zhao and them from the Ling Mansion.

As for the courtyard of the old house, let alone the lanterns, there is no trace of the pole hanging the lanterns, it seems that the Xu family is completely broken this time, and even the big festival of the New Year is ignored.

Entering the gate of the old house, two big red lanterns were also hung at the gates of the third and fourth rooms, and the candles inside had been lit to illuminate the courtyard between the third and fourth rooms.

The brighter the doorway, the more dark it was in the other rooms of the old mansion.

Counting the hours, this is supposed to be the time for cooking, but why is it that there is no one living in the old mansion?

But if you look up at the chimneys on the main house, the big room and the second room, it is not difficult to find green smoke coming out, which shows that those rooms are occupied.

Such a scene made Osmanthus smile coldly again, it seems that the people in this old mansion really don't want to be good.

directly ignored the reactions of the other families in the old house, but beckoned the four-room family to enter the house to rest, and then accompanied his father and mother back to their own house.

From the outside, there has not been much change in his house, but when he came in, Osmanthus found that the changes in his home were really not ordinary