Qingfengling

In this life, I am just a little white snake with no hands or feet. I have worked so hard to reach the yellow kudzu tree hole. If you can help me, I will give you ten years in return! "

Old man Ge suddenly opened his eyes in a cloud of mist, and really saw a little white snake beside him, only to see that it was covered with injuries, and looked up at him, he thought it was funny, wondering if it was still in a dream.Seeing that it was getting dark and it was going to rain, old man Zhong softened his heart and put the little white snake into the hole of the yellow kudzu tree for fear of being struck by lightning.After he had packed his fishing gear, put on his coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and was about to go back, suddenly there was a loud bang, a flash of white light, and a flash of lightning split the yellow kudzu tree in half like a knife. He was chopped to death in a tree hole, still emitting black smoke. '"

"It seems that the white snake has ascended to immortality!"

"What happened later? Old man Ge really lived ten years longer?" Jin Wa'er asked.

"Yup!"

The proprietress smiled softly, seeing that the young man had small eyes and a big mouth, and a big scar about three inches long on his forehead, he was clever, but he had an honest appearance.She saw that he ate up a basket of dumplings, and even paid attention to it, and even licked off the dumpling wrappers that were stuck to the bamboo basket. She couldn't bear it, and gave him another bowl of noodle soup.Jin Wa'er's visit to the fair was really an eye-opener, not only heard a lot of strange stories, but also entered a restaurant for the first time in her life, it was time to show off to Xing Wa'er and Han Guan when they got home.

Along the way, Yang Heling saw that Jinwa'er's right pocket was wet and smelled of oil. It was easy to see because of the thin clothes. He just asked nonchalantly, "Is it for your uncle?"

Jin Wa'er opened her mouth wide and shook her head guiltyly, "Xing Wa'er!"

Jin Wa'er still shook his head, Yang Heling understood now, and didn't say anything, just stroked his round head, and said, "Jin Wa'er, you're cunning, you're more slippery than a loach!"

Going back and forth to the market for four or five hours, Jin Wa'er was already showing signs of fatigue, with her head drooping all the way. In Yang Heling's words, the pigs had to go to sleep when they were full.

"Golden baby! Golden baby!" At this moment, I saw a little boy running towards me.

Jin Wa'er was still sluggish just now, but her small eyes were filled with light, "Cockscomb!"

He is Wu Ao, cockscomb is the nickname given by their little friend, although he is slightly older than Jinwaer by two months, but he is a bit shorter than Jinwaer, but he has a handsome face, not like Jinwaer Son looks so rough.His father is a teacher of Cen's Academy, he is a learned man, not to mention his expectations for Wu Ao.It was said that Wu Ao's mother was an ugly, idiotic girl who passed away when she was in her thirties, and her father never remarried.Wu Ao can also be regarded as the first to get the moon, and since he was sensible, he has been determined to obtain fame, so he spends all day with books as a companion, and his speech is quite polite.The good news is that he is not an idiot who just blindly reads books. In terms of cleverness, he is even worse than Jinwaer, but Jinwaer's cleverness is often superficial, while Wu Ao's cleverness lies in his mind.

"Look!" He swung the small ax in his hand, "I'm going to chop down trees!"

"You don't want to chop trees, you just want to play!"

Wu Ao smiled and said, "Let's go!"

Yang Heling smiled and watched them go away. The children were quick on their feet, and they arrived halfway up the mountain in a short time. There was a group of people cutting down trees there to set up a stage for Master Cen's birthday. "Look at me!"

Wu Ao raised his small axe, took a deep breath, and chopped towards a tree as big as his thigh. Unexpectedly, the wood was tough, and the force rebounded immediately, causing severe pain in his cut, and the ax almost dropped his hand. At his feet, he staggered and fell to the ground. Looking at the tree again, there was only a shallow cut, and yellow liquid flowed out from the cut.

Jin Wa'er shook her head again and again, "Why are you so reckless? I don't think you are cutting down trees but people. Think about it, how do trees grow?"

Wu Ao was in the fog, thinking, "How do trees grow?"Isn't it just growing out of the soil? ’ Immediately after a flash of inspiration, he yelled loudly, “Oh, oh, it’s growing toward the sky!” That gesture was very similar to the one in Luo Binwang’s poem "Ode to the Goose", "Goose, goose, song to the sky!" '

Jin Wa'er didn't nod or shake her head, "Trees grow up, you have to cut down, like this."

He went down with the ax with all his strength, and then the leaves and branches trembled, and there was a big hole under the tree.Wu Ao tried again, inhaled enough to swell his cheeks and pushed the ax down, but the tree held on to the ax tightly, and he struggled for a long time to get the ax out, gradually losing interest.

Seeing that he was discouraged, Ma Ershan next to him laughed and said, "When I was your age, I could cut down a tree as thick as your waist!"

Wu Ao was not convinced, "You confuse me, so can you cut down that tree?"

Following Wu Ao's finger, there is a huge tree on the top of the mountain, with a graceful canopy, as leisurely as a fairy-like old man. Ma Ershan said, "That tree is a priceless treasure. There are only two in the entire Zitong County, and they are the god of wealth and wealth of the Cen family, so you dare not cut them if you lend me a few guts!"

Cen's house is separated by two hills, no matter where you stand in Cen's house, you can't see this zhennan tree. The shadows will be thrown into the pots, and they will look just like planting them in front of them.

"You said just now that there are two, where is the other one?" Jin Wa'er asked.

"It's in Leijia Bay!"

"Leijiawan?"

"That's right, but that one seems to have been cut down by the Lei family to make a piano in the past two years."

"Do piano?"

"That's right, the Lei family's qin is unrivaled in the world. I heard that even the emperor's court musicians use his qin. The qin made of golden nanmu is very fragrant."

"Then this is the only one left now?"

"That's right, the one in Qixia Town is at least 500 years old."

Wu Ao exclaimed as if he had suddenly been taught by a famous teacher, "More than 500 years? Wow!! This tree is older than my great-grandfather! It turns out that the tree is the longest-lived tree!"

"Wrong, the tortoise is the longest-lived! Have you ever heard of a thousand-year bastard, a ten-thousand-year tortoise!" Jin Wa'er retorted.

"Can a tortoise really live for 1 years?" Wu Ao looked serious, but Jin Wa'er was asked suddenly and had no more words to say.

Wu Ao scratched his head and scratched his ears, seeing a deep scar on the root of the tree that Ma Ershan had just dropped with the axe, and quietly approached him, trying to take the ax from his hand, but Ma Ershan saw it and reprimanded angrily, "Stand far away." Why, the ax has no eyes!"

Wu Ao hurriedly backed away, picked up the bamboo hat he had thrown on the ground and buckled it on top of his head and stared at him intently. Seeing Wu Ao's strange eyes, Ma Ershan put down his axe, and slowly said, "When it comes to longevity, the land It's the one with the longest life!"

"The land is not a living thing." Wu Ao pursed his lips.

"Why isn't it a living thing? If you sprinkle seeds, it will germinate. Water can't kill it, and fire can't kill it. The land that has been flooded or burned is more fertile." Wu Ao's small eyes suddenly shone like stars in the dark night No need to ask, he believed in what Ma Ershan said.

cenjiawu

Today is Master Cen's [-]th birthday, everyone in Cen's house is extremely busy, no matter if they are long-term workers or short-term workers, they are all busy going in and out, the drums and horns are beating, and the crowd is full of joy.In order to make it lively, the most famous local zaju troupe was specially invited, and the tallest Doubazi in the local area was invited to perform.

Yin Meicun arranged for Erjiu to take charge of the outfield configuration, but Erjiu was the first to be in charge, thinking things too complicated, and the psychological burden was heavy, and he was like an ant on a hot pot when something happened, and he couldn't calm down.

"It's still short of a red horse. Where's the red cloth? Where's the red cloth?" He was so anxious that he almost growled.

"Isn't it in your hand?"

Jin Wa'er said, and there were some people in the crowd laughing softly, "I tied up the cow but I'm still looking for the cow." Erjiu saw that he was holding a red horse tightly in his hand, and his face was full of embarrassment.

The guests came in droves, and as soon as they heard the sound of firecrackers, Jinwa'er, Dongmei, and Wu Ao ran to the gate of Cen's mansion to pick up the unburned firecrackers. Followed by two little followers, "Golden baby, you're here too!"

Gou Buhui was grinning, with uneven yellow teeth, and Jin Wa'er seemed to have suffered from epilepsy, feeling uncomfortable all over. In the midst of embarrassment, Aunt Wang who came out of the back room grabbed Jin Wa'er, and Jin Wa'er Shouted in fright, "Jin Wa'er, you are daydreaming in broad daylight, look at your distraught appearance. There is one missing fire in the kitchen, go over and help!"

Jin Wa'er was eager to leave, so she readily agreed.

Aunt Wang led Jin Wa'er to the kitchen, and as soon as she entered the room, she fanned the wind with a handkerchief, "Why is the kitchen like smoking sauerkraut?"

Old Qian said, "It's like smoked sauerkraut now, come and try it during the dog days?"

"I've found you a fire starter!"

"That's great!" Old Qian said to Jin Wa'er, "You can use that torch to light the fire directly later."

Lao Liu interjected, "Of course we have to be straightforward, why are you beating around the bush. I said that Lao Qian's house is like this. The foundation is built, and the Shau Kei climbs the bowl cover by itself. One generation is not as good as the next generation."

Lao Qian was not convinced either, "Three generations of your family don't study, and you've locked up a pen of pigs."

The two old urchins kept talking to each other without stopping!

Jinwa'er built a fire, and went to the back door wall to find some dry firewood. Just in time, she saw Sanjiu running over panting from outside. Jinwa'er had long been disgusted with him. It was only enough for one person to pass through, thinking that this time he was in a hurry alone, just to play tricks on one person.