Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

At 08:30 in the evening, almost no one was walking around in the village.

An Moxue arrived at the door of Lao Ma Tou's house carrying a deer on her shoulders and seven or eight pheasants and hares in her hands. She threw the prey into the yard along the gate and jumped in again.

When he got to the window, he knocked lightly a few times and shouted softly: "Uncle Ma! Aunt Ma!"

Old Ma Tou's voice came from the room: "Wait."

There were sparse sounds in the room, and after a while, the room lit up.

Lao Ma Tou opened the door and asked, "When did you come back?"

An An Moxue said: "In the afternoon, Uncle Ma, there are rabbits and pheasants by the door."

An Moxue carried the deer into the kitchen, and Lao Ma Tou followed. Seeing so many things, he asked: "There are so many, why don't you just bring this?"

"No, I still have it. Are you satisfied with this deer?"

"Okay, not bad." Uncle Ma said with satisfaction.

At this time, Aunt Ma also dressed up and came out. Seeing so many things, she asked, "Are you injured?"

"No. Auntie, why are you up?"

"There are so many, we can't put them away. How long will you two take them?" As he said that, he poured water into the pot and lit a fire under the stove.

Lao Ma Tou was peeling deer skin, and An Moxue was peeling rabbit skin. Both of them moved quickly and well. Aunt Ma was lighting the fire while watching the two people busy.

Old Ma Tou asked: "Have you gone to the village chief's house?"

I went and went back in the afternoon. "

"Just go. It's good this time. You came back on time. He has told me about it twice. He was just afraid that you would encounter another accident and be unable to come back. But he doesn't want any certificates. Besides, you don't lack it either."

"It seems that it has left a shadow on Uncle Guo. You must pay attention next time."

"Didn't you get him something?

"I got a basket!"

"Okay, just take it. He has also worried a lot for you, so he has to repay you. We can't be white-eyed wolves."

"Uncle Ma, I know."

"This stuff will be packed up in a while. You can take half of it back. We, the old couple, can't eat that much."

"You can keep it! I have it. I can go to the mountains to get it anytime I want. Besides, my brothers at home are coming back to celebrate the New Year this year! If you two can't eat it, why don't you still have your children and grandchildren?"

"No, they didn't even give it to me! Why should I give it to them if you give it to me? I keep it for myself and your aunt."

"It's best this way. Let's talk about it after you eat it. I'll get it later. Uncle, do you know about our matter about dragon veins?"

"I know a little bit. Legend has it that when the Manchus entered the country, they were protected by divine dragons. Later, Kyoto was established as the capital, the mountains were sealed, and the high priest was hired to protect the dragon's veins. Every year, there would be a large number of tributes, and a grand annual festival would be held. But this is just a legend, and no one has ever seen this happen! So once this dragon vein is mentioned, it is just a legend."

"Where is the legendary dragon vein?"

"It's the Buxian Mountains behind here! The Twelve Sacred Mountains are where the legendary dragon veins are located. But no one can tell exactly where they are."

"Uncle Ma, do you think there is dragon vein?"

"I don't know. If you believe it, you have it. If you don't believe it, you don't have it."

Aunt Ma said: "The government now advertises that feudal superstition is not allowed, but how do they explain many things? I think since the legend is so miraculous, there must be a reason for it."

"Old lady, the water is boiling, hurry up and pack the chickens."

Several people were performing their duties and doing their own things. An Moxue asked: "Did we have any sacrificial activities in the early years?"

"Yes, how could we not have it? It was quite lively. Later, when we broke the Four Olds, we no longer dared to do it. Now that we are against feudal superstition, no one dares to do it. But we can't do it secretly at home."

"Then why do you think we pay so much attention to our northern land when foreign enemies invade?"

"Resources! What is the essence of war? Isn't it just plunder? We have so many resources, who wouldn't like it?"

"Well, yes, you are indeed Uncle Ma!"

"That's right, I was with our second grandfather back then. Who was he? He was the smartest and most far-sighted person of the whole family's generation. I learned a lot from what I heard and saw."

"Very smart?"

"Of course, your ability to learn things is as smart as his. You don't even need to teach some things, you can just see them."

An Moxue thought to herself, grandpa, the legendary wise man?

In my memory, my mother often talked about him, how wise and powerful he was.

"Are you as good-looking as me?" An Moxue asked narcissistically.

"No, the second master can't be said to be good-looking. He's not a woman. He should be handsome and charming."

ah!Uncle Ma admires the second master of his family.

Not hearing An Moxue's reply for a long time, Uncle Ma said, "I have a photo, do you want to see it?"

"Look."

"Hurry up and clean it up. I'll show it to you when I'm done, but you have to keep it a secret."

"why?"

"Just keep it a secret. Why are there so many?"

"Fine!"

The two people quickly finished cleaning up, cut the meat into small pieces, took it outside and put it in a jar, buried it in snow, put a lid on it, and worked together.

Aunt Ma was left picking chicken feathers.

Back in the house, An Moxue helped Aunt Ma disembowel the plucked chicken, while Uncle Ma cleaned up the fur. The three of them quickly cleaned up.

Back in the house, Uncle Ma took the key and opened the cabinet, took out a wooden box, opened it carefully, took out something wrapped in silk, opened it, and revealed a photo. An Moxue approached the old horse's head.

An Moxue couldn't help but be shocked when she saw the photo, it was so similar!so similar!

He is exactly the same as his ancestor. Even his open-mindedness and cheerfulness can be seen in the photos. The only difference is that his ancestor has a red mole on the peak of his right eyebrow, which her grandfather does not have. He looks like he is in his 20s. The ancestor she saw was in his 40s. He looked about [-] years old, but she knew he was not alone. Even his ancestor had lived for how many years.

An Moxue somewhat understood Lao Ma Tou's admiration. Looking at the photo, she knew that this man must be outstanding and would be the center of attention wherever he went.

Lao Ma Tou handed the photo to An Moxue: "Tell me, hold it by the side and don't make it dirty. It won't be good if it gets fingerprints on it."

An Moxue wanted to say, how could it be?My hands were clean, but I didn't dare to say anything. I just took the photo carefully, looked at it carefully, and then Lao Ma Tou took it back and put it away carefully.

An Moxue asked tentatively: "Uncle Ma, why didn't you develop more photos of you who are so precious?"

"I'm afraid if I take it, if it gets damaged, I won't have any of it, and I'll have nothing. This is the last thought I can keep."

"How is it? Is it the same as what I said?"

"Well, it's the same. Are all their family members so good-looking?"

"Well, there are no ugly men and beautiful women. Even the people who work in their house are not ugly."

An Moxue thought to herself that maybe there was a priest in the family who could read fortune tellers and tell the fortune teller, which should have eliminated some people with bad character. People with good intentions could be very good-looking even if they were not good-looking.