Chapter 5 Xiushui Village 1

Xiushan Village and Xiushui Village are located at both ends of the valley. Since he is a neighbor, he will definitely not go far away. The pace was fast. After walking for about ten minutes, I passed through it. However, because there is a forest in the middle, the movement on the other side of the mountain can't be transmitted in any case.

Besides, these days, it's not a big deal to die. Old Master Hu has some small favors for the people in Xiushan Village. It's true, but it has nothing to do with Xiushui Village. The old man's family also understands this. In case he sends an invitation and they don't come, isn't he pasting his face on his buttocks? Besides, the family is not poor, and there is no shortage of bereavement money. Therefore, in view of this idea, the Hu family unanimously decided not to let the neighbor participate. So much so that under the moon on the 15th, white lanterns over there cover the sky, but it is very lively here. In order to cheer up, the village head also made an exception to play a few beautiful songs on the loudspeaker. Although most people don't know what the singing woman is nagging about, listening to the music is quite good. Some people also follow He hummed. It's a few hundred meters apart, and the gap is so big!

On the street, an old farmer with a mink hat trembled and touched his frozen and itchy ears. He exuded white gas. When there was a considerate temperature between his hands, he picked out the vegetables and vegetables that had already been prepared by the door into the house. There was nothing he could do. The weather in Northeast China has always suffered like this!

Look at his burden. In fact, there is nothing delicious. These days, the wind is not smooth, and everyone's education level is also low. Occasionally, a few people who can read and speak are praised by the village head as a document, so that even if they put forward the new word of greenhouse technology to the villagers, they will definitely In the fog, I don't know why, let alone grow seasonal vegetables. In addition to Chinese cabbage, there are Chinese cabbages in the basket. Of course, there are also many old people who see their children and grandchildren coming, gritted their teeth, stamped their feet, risked their savings for several months, cut two pieces of meat back, and made a meal of pork stewed vermicelli for the cubs to open meat. Not to mention, on this cold day, a pot of pork stewed vermicelli is placed there, which really increases people's appetite and makes my heart warm. However, there are only two times a year at most. After all, at this time, even a teacher's monthly salary is only a few dozen yuan. It's good to have food and clothing. Naturally, it can't be compared with our current life.

The poor have the life of the poor, and the rich have the rich. The gap does not stop people's pursuit of happiness. For example, isn't he comfortable to live a comfortable life?

"Grandma, this little song is listening to it. Why is it suddenly gone?" In the small room at the head of the village, a twelve- or three-year-old boy sat up lazily from ** and complained. As he spoke, his sasneer eyes also blinked with this breath. If you don't ask, you will know that he is a naughty master. Looking at the skin on his face, it is white and tender like a big girl. He may be able to squeeze out water. Generally speaking, he is quite handsome, but thinking about the outline and eyes, why are they look like me. What about our Mr. Liu?

That's right, he is Liu Dashao.

Today's holiday, his parents were busy and couldn't take care of him. Fortunately, he showed great mercy and rewarded him with a day's vacation, so that he could toss around wherever he wanted. Since his superiors have said something, Liu Dashou will naturally not miss this good opportunity. When he got up in the morning, he didn't brush his teeth or wash his face. He grabbed a big snow-white steamed bun and went to fool around with a group of bastards in the village. Ha ha, at that time, there were scarce supplies and there were not many things to play with. He just kicked the shuttlecock, jumped leather tendons, threw iron blocks, and lived at home. These four things at home! After playing for a day, I went home to eat and drink enough, and it was time to stop for a while, but Liu Dashao was not a clean person. Therefore, when his eyes turned, he began to think about ghost ideas again. Similarly, Tian Guoqiang, the son of the village head who played with him, Chen Mazi's son, and the neighbor's dog egg were also pregnant with the same thoughts as him. As soon as I hooked up, I really got along with him. I discussed that I didn't sleep at night. I would collect some pocket money and play Fight the Landlord. If I lost, I thought I was unlucky. If I won, I went to the small shop to sell melon seeds for a treat. However, everyone is a ghost. If you think about this gambling, you can't do it under everyone's eyes. It's carrying a lantern to go to the toilet - looking for shit (looking for death). If you are pulled out, you will not only have to write a self-criticism, but also inevitably be beaten by your family. Last time, a child did this. As a result, the white-eyed wolf father beat his buttocks into eight petals, and he couldn't get out of bed for a few days of pain. After continuous discussion, the four children finally decided to gather at the village after 12 p.m. and go to the ruined temple on the mountain to play cards together. It was usually abandoned there, not to mention people, it was difficult to see a mouse.

After the location was set, the rest would be easy to do. Tian Guoqiang, who was covered by the village head's father, immediately patted his chest and said that he was responsible for the cards and kerosene lamps. You just put your head against your head. Let's say it first. Whoever doesn't come is the son of Wangcai. ( Chen Mazi's family raised a naughty dog)

After discussing good things, everyone dispersed. Everyone went home and took out jars, searched for trousers, and even stole a little bit to make up their own 'gambling funds', and then lay down **, relax and close their eyes, refresh themselves, and wait for the 300 rounds of the night war. Well, Liu Dasho just wandered around in the song of the loudspeaker. Half of the broadcast was gone. Suddenly, he was extremely depressed. He sat up and looked at the big wall clock. It was almost 11:30, so he said a few words to himself, put on his big trousers and put on the Tara board, put on his father's fox fur jacket, and pushed the door and went out.

His home is next to the big locust tree, and it is the natural chat and vacation place for aunts and old men. At this moment, it's not too late. There are still two old men sitting on the bluestone board at the door, holding a big cigarette bag pot reluctantly and nagging without saying a word.

Liu Da Shao fixed his eyes, but it was the old man Wang and the white bald man. The two old guys were talking nonsense. Now he was talking about why the loudspeaker in the village didn't ring again!

This sentence is still quite in line with Liu Dashao's mood at this moment. He immediately interrupted: "Fuck - who knows what's going on with his own mother! I don't know which part of the earthquake broke the power lines in our village!"

"No, don't look forward to the earthquake. I haven't had a great-grandchild yet!" Old man Wang gave him a white look.

After listening to his words, Liu Dashao's tears almost didn't come out. Please, Mr. Wang's grandson is only six years old this year! The person who stepped into the coffin with half a foot still expects to have a grand grandson? The older you get, the more afraid you are of death. He immediately spit out his tongue and said sarcastically:

"Don't worry, you can hold a great-grandchild, even a thousand-year-old turtle, a hundred-year-old hedgehog, a hundred-year-old hedgehog, you are still old!"

"You--" Old man Wang didn't answer a word, and his face was already red with anger. It seemed that he was suffocated enough for this bastard. However, after meditating for a moment, he calmed down. He turned his head and didn't pay attention to Mr. Liu, and the cunning in his eyes flashed away. Sure enough, after holding each other for dozens of seconds in the cold war, Old Wang suddenly turned his head, rubbed the soles of the cloth on the ground, pointed his hand to his feet, and shouted in a very exaggerated tone, "Oh, who lost the money? It seems to be neat. This man is old and his eyes are dazzled. He can't see it!" The voice was unique, as if he was afraid that Mr. Liu next to him could not hear it.

"Money?" When it came to this exciting and extremely shocking word, our Liu Dashao immediately became interested. The dog's eyes were bigger than the 50-watt light bulb. He quickly bent down and stretched out his hand to the ground and groped, "What's the matter? I dropped it!"

"Hey hey!" Seeing that this little bastard was tricked, Mr. Wang's wrinkled old face immediately smiled and said, "Play with me. Don't you know that Jiang has always been old and spicy? It was too late, but when he saw that his hand sank, he swung up the big cigarette bag pot in his palm and pointed it at Liu Da Shao's head. He hit it impartially. Liu Da Shao said, who was in pain, and his eyebrows frowned tightly and burst into tears.

"You don't die, why do you hit me!" After a sneak attack, no one is in a bad mood. He beats people and calls other people's uncles, and he is cheated and counts the money for others. That's Sabby. We can't learn. Therefore, we, Mr. Liu, quickly shook his body, emitting a strong atmosphere of kingdomy (the clothes have not been changed for a few days, it smells bad.). He crossed his waist with one hand and covered his head with the other hand, and began to scold the scold the street.

"Cut, don't hit you, you don't have a long memory. There are fewer dogs, fewer dogs, and the dog just can't spit out ivory in its mouth. Old man Wang was not angry, but became more and more proud. It seemed that every old man and young man quarreled.

"You don't have many dogs?" Liu Dashao replied and muttered in his heart, "Okay, I'm not dead. You stared at our family. You not only fooled me, but also hit me!" It's unbearable. Today's account will be calculated with your grandson in the future. I will beat him. I don't even know you, my uncle!

"Haha." Old man Wang smiled and blew a big circle of eyes on Liu Dasho's face. It also made Liu Dashao, who was burning in anger, feel that his head was hot.

He reached out and touched the back of his head. The one who was knocked was almost swollen with a small bag, and Liu Dashao was almost out of breath. My God! This old guy is so funny that he is hard-headed. If he puts others aside, he will definitely knock out a big hole at once. Thinking of this, his two lips suddenly became tall, and he fulfilled a pause. The cooked duck - the mouth was hard.

"Well, let's listen to what my grandma said. When I was a child, a blind fortune teller said that although I was inexplicably missing a soul when I was born, it was a fairy. With my blessing in our village, I can't make an earthquake!"

"Don't say, it's really like that." The bald horse, who was the audience next to him, found a thin tree branch from the ground and pounded the spark in the big smoke pot, which was not good evidence.

"Yes, yes, take a look, Uncle Ma is still listening." Liu Dashao laughed. However, after listening to Ma baldzi's unhurried explanation, he wanted to cry again.

"By the way, as soon as you son of a bitch was born, the land temple in the north of our village collapsed. That year, there was chicken plague in our village, and the nearby villages were fine, and the chickens in our village died all the time. Over the past few years, the chickens have almost died, and there is swine fever in our village, and the pigs in our village have been dying in the nearby village. In the past few years, the pigs have almost died. There is sheep plague in our village again. The villages next to us are fine, and only the sheep in our village have been dying. Later, a blind fortune teller came to our village and said that a fairy came to our village.

"I'll wipe it! You are so old, why do you love to fall into the well?" Liu Da Shao looked at the two old slippery men who were embarrassed and gritted his teeth. Why didn't your bald horse die in the year of swine fever? However, when he saw that the horse's bald man's big cigarette pot was one size bigger than Mr. Wang's, he swallowed this sentence abruptly.