Chapter 12 Zufen Mountain

Guarding the mountain? What do you do to guard the mountain?

This is the question in everyone's mind.

"I'm going to guard the mountain again!" The wood grass root muttered again.

"Brother, what mountain are you guarding?" Liu Jinyin gave everyone a cigarette, and he also lit one and asked.

The firewood grass roots shook his head, "This basket of mountain is our ancestral tomb. It was nothing before. It was calm, but I don't know how it happened in recent years. There are always people digging our ancestral graves and touching our ancestors. Therefore, the village head gathered everyone and took turns to guard the mountain one by one. Otherwise, the ancestors were underground. There is no peace."

Digging other people's ancestral graves is probably intolerable in all parts of China.

Liupigou is calculated according to the account. Each family has to have someone, and then take turns to guard it near the basket mountain. Although this is a last resort, for the sake of his ancestral grave, no one refuses. The firewood and grass roots are not there, and his family can only send his 17-year-old son Chai Dahu.

Mountain people are named. They like to use size, and they also use more vulgar words later, such as Chai Dahu, Gao Dashan, Chai Daya, Xiaoya and so on. In the city, they want their children to be smart, while in the mountains, everyone only hope that their children are healthy, strong and comparable to tigers and wolves.

"How many days have you been guarding?"

The firewood grass root asked again, looking at Daya.

Daya is very sensible. "I've been there for three days. I should be back tonight."

"Oh!"

Chai Caogen said a word, frowning and a little worried. Standing at the moment, they forgot to greet Liu Jinyin and others for tea.

Liu Jinyin knew the worry in the old farmer's heart and said, "Brother, is there any danger in guarding the mountain? With torches, tigers, wolves and other fierce beasts should not be able to get close.

The firewood grass root woke up from his thoughts. He quickly asked Liu Jinyin and others to sit down, and then asked Daya to serve tea quickly. The tea was grown by his own house, and its appearance was very simple. It was poured into a cup and soaked like tea, and immediately a fragrant and elegant taste rushed into his nose.

Folk treasure folk tea, this sentence is absolutely right.

The firewood and grass roots asked everyone to drink tea. Then they sighed and said, "This mountain guard, tigers and wolves are not afraid. They are all young men and old hunters in the mountains. Even I, I will not be too flustered when I meet some jackals, tigers and leopards. I'm worried about people. I don't know where the bastards who dug our ancestral graves came out. Here, some people still have guns in their hands. Do you think this man is stronger than a gun, right?

For the firewood roots outside to see the world, the gun is really a life-threatening existence.

The hunting method of Liupigou is still very primitive, with traps and sets. Zi, bow hunting, spear hunting, etc., firearms are rarely used. Besides, the whole Xishan ancient town does not have a place to buy and sell firearms, so it is even more unlikely to flow to such a small rural village.

"Is there anyone else who uses a gun?"

The yellow finch is also a little surprised. There is no doubt that these guys who dig other people's ancestral graves must be those tomb robbers who come to Xishan to explore the treasure, but if you dig the tomb, you will dig the tomb, and you shouldn't hurt people.

But then again, I know that there are good things under the ground, but the people above always have to stop it. Think about it, who won't be jealous? Eye redness will naturally do some extreme things and hurt people, which is an absolute phenomenon.

Firewood and grass roots will be worried, but it is also reasonable.

Although the child is only eleven or twelve years old, he is very good at doing things. He washes rice, cooks rice, cuts meat, stir-frys meat, and picks it out. It can be seen that the child has not been doing this kind of thing for a day or two.

The dishes are ready soon. In addition to the meat brought back by the yellow finch and others this time, the only thing that Liu Jinyin took out of the bag was some dried pickled radish.

If you can eat these, it is already the treatment of mountain and sea delicacies. Originally, the home of the firewood root will not become like this. The main reason is that the firewood root is outside, and Chai Dahu, the only man in the family, is going to guard the mountain. Therefore, in the past few days, the family will run out of food.

Fortunately, in addition to salt, Liu Jinyin also brought dozens of catties of rice. In this way, at least everyone doesn't have to be hungry for this meal.

The dish was served on a temporary square table made of wooden boards. The yellow finch and Xiaodi Liu Jinyin sat opposite, and the firewood roots and Gao Dashan sat on the other side.

"Come on, Brother Liu, eat, eat! Yellow finch, little lose, you're welcome!"

Seeing that this meal was finally ready, the firewood and grass roots were relieved for a while. After all, if he came to his home on the first day and was hungry, he really couldn't hang on his face. Men love face and dignity, even the same is true for such old farmers in rural and mountain villages. Although I have a huge amount of money of 10,000 yuan in my pocket, don't I still have to treat my wife? Besides, when my mother died, the money on the coffin board was still collected by the villagers, and it should be returned.

Daya served a meal for her mother. She picked up two pieces of meat and hurried to the house. There were many people and less meat. She was really embarrassed to pick too much.

The yellow finch quickly stopped her, clamped two chopsticks fiercely, and then said, "Eat more, there's more!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Looking at the girl turn around and go, the yellow finch couldn't help feeling sad again.

"Brother, this mountain life is bitter!"

Seeing the heart of the yellow finch, the firewood grass root put down the chopsticks, lit a cigarette, sighed for a while, and said, "My ancestors have lived in this willow ditch for generations. I want to go out, but I am reluctant to give up, so I can only endure like this."

Liu Jinyin understands the idea in Chai Caogen's heart at this time. People have feelings for the place where they grow up. Therefore, even if this Liupigou is poor or backward, for the villagers of Liupigou, this is undoubtedly an eternal home in their hearts and will not change.

Liu Jinyin nodded and nodded, "Yes, my brother is right, but it doesn't mean that you can't survive if you don't leave. There are some things that the people in Liupigou may not care, but the people in the city care about it?"

"Is it the same thing as my bracelet?" The firewood grass root said.

Liu Jinyin nodded again.

This old guy, even at this moment, still does not forget his purpose of coming this time. When the yellow finch looks at it, he feels that he is really not this material. Some people say that those decisive generals on the battlefield should be cruel. Now it seems that this antique play also has this meaning.

At this time, Daya and Xiaoya sat aside again, but they didn't come to eat.

When the yellow finch saw it, it knew that the girl was afraid that the food would not be enough, so she hid aside after giving it to her mother.

"Dady, little, come on, eat!"

The yellow finch shouted, picked up the bowl on the wooden shelf in person, filled it for the two little girls, and put it in front of them.

"Little sparrow, you eat it yourself. Don't worry about it. It's all babies!"

The yellow finch looked at the two maids looking at themselves with grateful eyes, smiled, approached Liu Jinyin, and said, "Uncle Yin, lend me a thousand yuan!"

"Why do you want money?"

"I'll use it, and I'll pay you back in the future!"

Liu Jinyin doesn't know what the yellow finch is thinking, but the yellow finch is no longer a child. If he wants money, he must have his own purpose.

As he spoke, he took out 1,000 yuan from his pocket and gave Gao Dashan's wages by the way.

The yellow finch took a thousand yuan and handed it to Gao Dashan.

Gao Dashan was stunned and quickly said, "Brother Huang Que, your uncle has already given this money."

The yellow finch shook its head, "Brother Dashan, I know you have to go back tomorrow. After you go back, buy me some food for this thousand yuan, okay?"

"Yellow finch, what are you doing? I still have money! Come to my house, that will make you spend more money!"

The root of firewood knows that the yellow finch can't stand it and is going to be kind-hearted.

Liu Jinyin did not stop him, but nodded. The yellow sparrow was not as calculating as the businessmen, but he achieved the so-called 'buying people's hearts' with his real kind heart.

In Liu Jinyin's opinion, everything he does has his own purpose. This time, he came to Liupigou to buy salt and meat. If he didn't want to make some return here, he really didn't want to wade around this damn place like this, or even buy things out of his own purse.

Liu Jinyin believes that there are many people who think the same way as himself.

And the yellow sparrow boy was impressed by Liu Jinyin again.

"Uncle Grassroots, if you have money, that's yours. These are the gifts I gave to these two sisters. I hope you don't refuse!"

The yellow finch is sincere. The firewood roots can't help but shed tears. In the heart of this old farmer, Liu Jinyin bought his bracelet with 10,000 yuan. This is already a great kindness. Now, the yellow finch is going to add food to his home, which really surprised him.

It is said that there are no good people in the city. It seems that this is simply fart. Chai Caogen is even a little glad that his fellow villager introduced the place of October Feng to himself. If not, how could he know the two good people, Liu Jinyin and Huang Que?

Gao Dashan seems to have been infected by Huang Que's behavior. He patted his chest and said, "Brother Huang Que, I have been doing this delivery to the mountain for many years. I have seen a lot of city people before, but it's really the first time I've seen someone like you. I'll send it to you for free tomorrow. And when you are going out of the mountain, I will also pick you up and drop you up for free. Just think of me as a friend of you.

"Thank you, Brother Dashan!"

A person with a temperament is the biggest characteristic of the villagers in the mountains.

The barren mountains, thatched huts, temporary square tables made of wooden boards, white rice, not braised pork, but it makes the yellow finch feel very satisfied. Seeing such a family, he realizes how difficult it is to live in this world. He seems to know a lot at once. Thinking of my happiness, I will think of my second uncle's expectations and love for me, and the deep friendship of the old man named Liu Jinyin in front of me.

After everyone finished eating, the big girl came over obediently to help clean up the things, wash the dishes, and wipe the table without stopping at all, as if the girl was born to live for work.

"Dai Ya is sensible!"

Liu Jinyin said.

Chai Caogen nodded, "Shan Liwa, you have to be sensible even if you are ignorant."

After saying that, Chai Caogen said again, "by the way, Brother Liu, I will ask the villagers early tomorrow morning who has what else got from the landslide. If you like it, you can take it all, but you must not lose yourself!"

The yellow finch really wants to say that the person who wants Liu Jinyin to be fooled is probably not born yet.

Liu Jinyin smiled. At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house, "Aunt Xiu, Daya, open the door, open the door."

"It's Brother Leopard!"

Daya put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hand and quickly opened the broken wooden door. A cold wind suddenly poured in and almost blew out the oil lamp behind the door.

Outside the door, a burly young man in cloth came in with a young man on his shoulder. The young man was full of blood and he couldn't even see his face clearly.