Qingfengling

Does the land belong to my family?I borrowed her man to plant for two years, hey!Now that her man is dead, she doesn't admit it, but it belongs to her family! "

Yang Heling didn't know how to answer, for he was afraid that he would end up making a fuss.

"Oh, look, look at that face of yours, it's so long that your chin is almost on the pacifier."

Aunt Wu was still murmuring over the river, "Your man's face is darker than the sky, darker than the stove, blacker than coal..."

Uncle Liu, who had been silent for a long time, was upset now. You two girls are arguing, why did you drag me in, and pointed at Aunt Wu on the river bank, "You want to swallow it all by yourself? Is your throat that big? Even if your throat is that big, can you swallow the bones after you finish eating the meat? Who in this neighborhood outside the village knows that your family is shameless and wants to drive people away naked?"

He was so angry that he rolled up his trouser legs and was about to cross the river. He looked unwilling to give up for a while, "I won't, I won't beat you, whore, to a pulp today."

Aunt Liu took a deep breath, quickly grabbed him desperately, and begged his father to tell his grandmother to comfort him for a while before giving up.Yang Heling hurriedly pulled Jin Wa'er away.

The mountain road is not easy to walk. Last night's rain and mountain springs washed the winding path, and the rocks were washed out, touching the soles of the feet, itchy, but very real.On the grassland in front, the rainwater overflowed between the shallow grass and the old roots. When one stepped on it, the water almost reached the ankle position, soft and tough.

"Let's tell a story with Ling Zuzu!"

"What story to tell?"

"The story of Dashan!"

Yang Heling laughed, "In the past, there was a large bamboo forest in this mountain, and the bamboos were as numerous as the stars in the sky. I heard that there was a big dragon hidden in the mountain. It’s higher than Mount Emei’. The people in the mountains were terrified that it would keep growing, so they prayed to God and Buddha to prevent it from growing.”

"Why! Isn't it good to grow up all the time?"

"If the mountain really connects with Emei in Bashu, then jackals, tigers and leopards will follow and harm the whole village."

"Oh, what happened next?"

"Later, one day, two cranes flew over from the bamboo grove. Seeing that the mountain grew wildly, they turned into two nails as thick as the pockets of their back pockets. One was inserted into the dragon's head, and the other was inserted into the dragon's waist. As soon as the dragon hurts, he rolls desperately, and the more he rolls, the deeper the nail is inserted. You can see the large piece of red mud on the mountainside, it is the blood of the dragon. And the two phoenix trees on the top of the mountain are the cranes that fell before changing. down feathers."

Every mountain has its story, just like everyone, not without legends, but without records, without collection, let alone inadvertently.The green hills are still there, how many times is the sunset?Autumn moon and spring breeze, but just going through the motions in the poet's words, how many people can really appreciate it?

Qixia Town

There is a well-known convention in Qixia Town, where people rush to the market on a single day in the lunar calendar, and people come from all directions to buy ordinary things.There were a few spectators in the store who asked a few questions here and there, but after all, they still didn’t like their bamboo. Yang Heling said to Jinwa’er, “Anyone who has asked the last five questions and hasn’t asked you the price, don’t talk to him too much.” Nonsense. Also, this bamboo is not suitable for weaving back baskets or baskets, if anyone asks, let them buy water bamboo or magnetic bamboo.”

"Then what is this mottled bamboo used for?"

"That's a good question. Banzhu is Master Zhuzhong. The paper made by it is extremely rare for literati! Do literati know that they are just playing with their pens!"

Jinwa'er scratched her head, "Can this bamboo also be made into paper?"

"Why not? Bamboo, rattan, rice straw, and hemp can all be made into white paper."

Just as he was talking, Yang Heling's old eyes lit up, his neck stretched, his Adam's apple trembled, and he opened his voice and shouted, "Second Brother Niu, Second Brother Niu!"

Shouting and waving the pipe, the streets and alleys were narrow and people were rubbing their shoulders and backs. With this flick, the hookah in the pipe was thrown out and fell into a basket of eggs of an old lady. The white-smoked eggs were literally stained by his soot.

The aunt was very angry, and she took the posture of a widow going to the grave, "What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing on the street? Twist Yangko and find a spacious place!"

Yang Heling's big bony eyes were about to fall out, when suddenly he was so cold that someone lightly patted him on the shoulder, and he almost jumped up, when he turned around, he saw a thin old man with a gray beard, who was Niu Er elder brother!He was already thin and his hair was thin. What's ridiculous is that he wore a few flowers on his gray head. The blue ones were skullcaps, the yellow ones were wild chrysanthemums, and some were unopened flower bones, like four flowers. Five round green balls, sticky.

"I almost took my old life away, I thought it was a ghost!" Yang Heling's voice was still trembling.

"Ghost, what are you afraid of? Aren't you a ghost? A drunkard!" The second brother Niu gently pushed his thin shoulder.

"Aren't you a ghost? A poor ghost!"

The two ridiculed each other one sentence at a time, and then asked about the current situation.Before he knew it, he talked about his son Yang Wanling and his daughter-in-law Tu Xiuzhen. Yang and Lingqi didn't get along, "He is just a fucking idiot. A few days ago, he bought an old cow for cheap, with a small and thin frame. Don’t be a jerk, I originally thought that a cow can’t be judged by its appearance, but in the end, as soon as the house was built, it was dumped into the paddy field---dead!”

"It is said that there is no good product that is cheap, and that good product is not cheap. How did the cow be trimmed afterwards? Peel the skin and marinate it?" The second brother Niu is also the one with less culture and more nonsense.

"How do you know how they did it? You can't even take a sip of the soup, and you are all locked in the house. If that little bastard goes there someday in the future, you will definitely die!"

Yang Heling didn't seem to be talking about his own son.In fact, Yang Wanling is really not his biological son, Yang Wanling was adopted by Yang Heling and Mrs. Xu.There were five brothers in his family, whose surname was Xun. He was the eldest, and his parents could not afford to raise so many children. He sent them to Yang Heling when he was five years old. 'Give him Yang Wanling.Yang Wanling also had a hard life. He came to Qixia Town by adoption at the age of five, and began to help with farm work at the age of six or seven. When Yang Heling was young, he had a bad temper and often beat him. It is also common for him to kick out of the goal.

"In your life, just like this stuttering, eating more is a lifetime, eating less is a lifetime! What do you care about? Do you remember that 20 years ago, I went to your house and we went to the temple in the back mountain to hang out? After a full meal, your belly was so full that you were so stuffed that you were rolling on the grass!"

Yang Heling's old face was a little embarrassed, "Haha, when it comes to food, I think of a good place."

As he spoke, he was about to pull him to go, and looking at the mottled bamboos, he didn't know what to do. Brother Niu patted his chest like a cockroach shell, "I know an acquaintance who works in a paper-making workshop, how many of them do you have?" How much do you charge!"

The three of them sold the bamboo and went into the deep alley, Jinwa'er felt excited, this was the first time in his life that he went to a restaurant, Guanzi?tube?How big is the pipe to sit with Ling Zuzu, Niu Erzuzu and the three of them!The alley is old and narrow, and there are old farmers selling brooms, rakes and other agricultural tools on both sides of the inside, which makes the alley even more narrow.It didn't take long before there was a scent of fermented rice like warm ripe wheat. After turning the corner, a torn placket hung in the corner of the hall, and guests came in and out in twos and threes.Jinwa'er caught a glimpse of a shortbread stall at the door, and the proprietress was holding a three or four-year-old little girl in her arms. She bit her curly and soft hair, and asked her mother in a childish voice:

"Why does the cat chase the mouse?"

"Because the cat wants to catch the mouse!"

"Why do cats catch mice?"

"Because the cat wants to eat the mouse!"

"Why do cats want to eat mice?"

The woman got annoyed and said angrily, "Then why do you want to eat!"

"Cats still like to eat small fish!" The little girl blinked her big eyes.

As soon as they entered the main room, the waiter with a rag on their shoulders ran over graciously. They ordered a plate of fried peanuts, half a catty of shochu, fried a small green vegetable, and a basket of bean sprouts and pork stuffing for Jinwaer. dumplings.The two of them sat down immediately, and Jinwa'er wiped it with his hands subconsciously, and the result was a thick layer of dust, not because he liked to be clean, but because when he was five or six years old, he lit a fire to cook under the stove, and often No matter 21 or [-], he just sat on the stool, and as a result, many times his butt was stained with a large piece of soot that fell from the beam. When his mother washed his pants, he scolded him twice. Since then, he has also been careful. .

Second Brother Niu cast a sideways glance, "Hey! You kid, you really like to be clean!"

"He's a fake!" Yang Heling teased, and then said to Jin Wa'er, "Sit up quickly, the loach wants to be an eel, what kind of gentleman does the wild boy want to learn?!"

Jin Wa'er looked puzzled, "He Ling Zuzu, didn't you say to sit on the pipe! Why did you come in and sit on the stool?" Brother Niu almost laughed, "Kids are really fun!" Yang Heling didn't know what to say What's so good, he used to brag about going to a restaurant, so Jin Wa'er asked, "What is a restaurant?"

"It's the pipe that catches the water from the mountain!"

"Then I'll go sit down later!"

He often bragged that he went to eat roast chicken, and Jinwaer asked again, "What kind of roast chicken?"

"It's Shau Kei for washing rice!" Jin Wa'er was stunned when he heard that.

"Sprinkle peppercorns in your grave ----- Maguire! Don't tease him."

The second brother Niu said to Jinwaer, "Roasting a chicken means killing a chicken and plucking it's feathers, then hanging it on the fire and roasting it.