Chapter 2 Birth at dawn

One day in the 1990s, in the spring, in the quiet and beautiful mountain village of Qingshi Village, China, hundreds of birds were flying and singing, sheep and dogs barking. Not long after the rooster reported the dawn, the painful cry of women came from the deep trees, looking for the sound source and approached. A three small tile houses appeared in front of them, in the clean yellow land courtyard. In a shed with animals, a short-haired middle-aged man with a Chinese face, triangular nose, thick eyebrows and thick lips sat on a dilapidated bluestone mill, and the woman's cry came from a room next to the courtyard. Whenever the woman's cry sounded, the middle-aged man's eyebrows were deeply locked. Next, the teeth were clenched tightly and did not relax, as if it was him who was in pain!

After a long time, a baby's cry sounded, and the middle-aged man's eyebrows spread lightly. Yaozi is a boy!" The voice of a woman in the next year came from the room. The middle-aged man quickly stood up and walked to the door. He raised his hand to push the door and stopped in mid-air and hesitated! It seems to be waiting for something. An elderly woman with a slightly hunchback in the room is traveling back and forth, with the scars of years on her face, recording rich experiences and life experiences.

On the right side of the room is a necessary fire kang in the northern room, on which lies a thin body. The hair on the forehead is soaked with sweat and sticks to the melon seed-shaped face. At this time, the color is pale, the eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and the lips are a little white, but it is not difficult to imagine the usual ruddy! Come and hug the baby! I'll take care of Yingzi!"

The middle-aged man spread his eyebrows and hung his face with undisguised joy. He walked in and looked at the woman who was already sweating and asleep lying on the bed. His excited face was stunned and couldn't bear to scratch. Is Yingzi all right?!" It's okay. It's good, but I'm so tired that I fell asleep!"

I took over the baby child from a 50 or 60-year-old girl, and now I couldn't close my mouth, "Haha, I'm a father! ...Mom, why do you think this baby will cry when he is born?"

"Who doesn't cry when he is born? If he doesn't cry, he may be dumb in the future!" The old lady said angrily!

"Hey, our son is not dumb. I said why when I was watching TV at Wang Laoer's house, the doll was severely spanked when he didn't cry when he was born!" The middle-aged man held the child in his hand and listened to the child's crying with great enjoyment.

"You haven't finished your work in the field yet, have you? Don't go home early to catch up to the second dog's house in order to see the black and white doll every day. Now that your family has added a population, you have to work harder! It's not far from the next division of land. Our baby just caught up, and you have to work harder! Your daughter-in-law is weak, so you should do more!"

Oh, I see, Mom! Our baby is awesome. There is land as soon as it is born!" Sweat! Is that awesome? If you know what will happen in the future, what should you do?

In the evening.

"You drink the eggs first. What else do you want to eat, Yingzi? I'll make it for you! Let's slaughter a sheep tomorrow and make up for it!" The old lady asked.

"What's fine, as long as there is soup! Don't bother too much! ..." The middle-aged woman wore a hat and a quilt and said slowly.

"The bell! Dingdang! mie——mie，mie——”

"Wo-Wo-" (the sound of rural people shouting animals, checked for a long time)

"Your father is back! Give the child to Yingzi, and you can help count and circle it!" The old lady said while cooking dinner.

"Is the sheep's bell ringing?!" The middle-aged man carefully handed over the child to the old man and turned around and walked out.

On the way outside the courtyard, an elderly man with a slightly camel back, with a slightly long face, a sharp chin, a straight nose, big and thin ears, quiet eyes, short and upright hair, carrying a bundle of firewood on his back, driving a flock of sheep.

The middle-aged man stepped forward, closed the door with only a small crack, and then stood quietly in the door, waiting for the sheep to enter one by one, remembering the number.

After the old man waited for the sheep to enter the circle, put the firewood, walked into the courtyard, and saw a red cloth hanging on the door of the house on the side (there is a custom in the countryside to hang a red cloth in front of the door of the mother's room, which means that he is sitting in confinement. Don't disturb if you have nothing to do, and don't disturb if you have anything), so he opened his mouth to the middle-aged man who was closing the door of the sheep pen, "born ?! Boy? Girl?"

"Male."

"When was it born?"

"In the morning, you gave birth after a while after you herd the sheep!"

......

"Today, when I was herding sheep on the mountain, I picked up a book. I can't read. What book do you think this is?" The old man said and pulled out a book from his gray old Zhongshan pocket and handed it to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man took the book and saw that it was actually threaded, similar to ancient books, but the handwriting seemed elegant and flexible, as if he could speak and be naughty. Under the sunset, there were faint signs of jumping out of the paper!

Seeing this book seemed to be a little extraordinary. The middle-aged man looked at the words on the cover and opened the title page and found that he knew a few words and read them out, "God... People... Tian... Really... World... What book is this?

"The old man looked at the middle-aged man, patting the dust on his body with a brush made of horse tail, and said to himself, "Alas, you should have finished the third grade of primary school!"

After listening to this, the middle-aged man silently decided to let his newborn child finish primary school! Ergouzi's doll will play TV only in the third grade. Then my doll will be better than his doll after primary school. I must know the words in that book!"

. In the evening, the family gathered happily and sat on the kang to celebrate the birth of the child. The father and son drank a little wine and looked at the child lying next to him and smiled...

"Give a name for the baby!" The old man took a sip of wine, squeezed his lips and said.

"Well, what's your name? ......”

"Call Feng Erdan! Easy to remember, easy to write!" In this way, the wise Shenwu Yao is ready to finalize the name of our protagonist!

"No!" Yingzi refused, "The baby's name must be beautiful and easy to remember!"

"The doll was born at dawn, just call it Feng Tianliang! What do you think?" The old man looked at Yingzi and said while digging in the bag of tobacco with a cigarette bag.

"...Well, let's call this name first!" Yingzi looked at the little guy next to him lovingly and said with a smile, "Dear doll, you have a name, Feng Tianliang!"

The family chatted happily until late at night before returning to bed. Before leaving, the old wife specially explained some experience in taking care of the baby and told them that the couple yawned and nodded before staggering away.

The book brought back by Yao at night was ruthlessly abandoned in the corner of the bed. At this time, there was a faint blue light, showing its extraordinaryness to the world, but it was helplessly silent in the sleep of Yao and others!

Poor book! In today's world of cultivation, it will cause endless cruel competition, but at this time, it will be neglected and ruthlessly left in a corner!

If Yao's approach at this time is wasteful, then tomorrow's actions of Yao and Yingzi will be tyrannical! When Yingzi was cleaning up the house, she put the book that came from somewhere under the mattress on the kang, and thought silently, "This kind of book is quite good on the kang. If there are more books, it will put up the uneven place!"

The poor book was abandoned in the corner like this. Later, Yao moved his family to the town and county and lived in the city for more than ten years for the sake of his children's schooling. Only after Yao's mother died of illness and returning to the village to take care of his elderly father, the poor book was able to see the light again!