The two old men liked to sit and chat with Wang Cunye.
I feel that Chen Ling, the father-in-law, is not only good-tempered, but also an excellent storyteller.
He can often use the simplest and plainest language to tell very moving stories, and he can suddenly say a sentence that is both literary and philosophical, and is very appreciated by Zhao Yubao.
Sometimes it even drives the old man crazy with envy.
I often wonder if this is the so-called simplicity and return to nature?
So I often pester Wang Cunye to tell those bizarre stories.
Wang Cunye has been back to Fenglei Town for a few days.
They kind of miss it.
I often talk about herding sheep with him.
“What’s that look in your eyes?”
Seeing Chen Ling's speechless expression, Zhao Yubao snorted: "You kid, you don't know what the village is saying about you now, right? People say you are the village bully, and they say you are like a wolf in the mountains. No way..."
"Uncle Zhao, listen to their nonsense."
Chen Ling also heard her mother-in-law talk about this in the morning, "But a village bully is a village bully, and I don't want to be a wolf. Admit it, this wolf is not just for scaring the little kids here, it is also very educational.
This point is taken out to say that what the old man did was not authentic and did not set a good example for the younger generations. .
What does it have to do with people saying I am a village bully? ”
"Ouch, is there another story here? Tell it, tell it quickly!"
When Zhao Yubao and Zhao Yubao heard this, they became energetic and hurriedly urged Chen Ling to tell the story of Wolf Bazi.
"There's nothing to tell, it's just a folk tale. It's in the magazine I ordered a while ago. I'll just show it to you and read it."
Chen Ling is too lazy to tell this. , it was broad daylight, and there was no atmosphere at all. I just found the magazine from the house and let the two old men read it.
There are 'wolves, cats and monkeys' on top, they are just mountain spirits and ghosts.
There is also a local jingle, "Pull the thorn fence, pull the thorn fence, pull it into the mountains to feed the wolves." ’
It’s all written on it too.
Jingba is a mat made of wattle sticks. When it is large, it can be used for building a house, and when it is small, it can be pulled on the ground.
It is about a local family whose daughter-in-law disliked her parents for being old, not working and wasting food rations.
I encouraged my husband to trick the two old men into going to the mountains to pray for blessings and extend their lives. In fact, they were dragged into the mountains with thorn fences and fed to the wolves.
As a result, after their son found out, he didn't cry or make any fuss. He just dragged the thorn fence to play every day after school.
Out of curiosity, the couple taught him a lesson: If you don’t read the Four Books and Five Classics, what fun is there in dragging the thorn fence every day?
My son answered: I don’t know how to weave thorn fences when I’m young, so I’ll practice pulling thorn fences when I have nothing to do after school. When you get older, you can use thorn fences to pull them into the mountains.
After hearing this, the couple blushed and hurriedly found their parents-in-law and apologized respectfully. They were so filial.
There is also a saying that ‘when a son makes a fence to increase his father’s life, it is actually the daughter-in-law who wants to harm others. Not to mention sleeping in the old cat room, it will be passed down from generation to generation...’
"Hey, this story is good."
Zhao Yubao and the two of them praised each other. They took the magazine and flipped through it. They couldn't put it down: "There is no shortage of good stories in folk tales. They are simply treasures."
< br>Old man Zhong pointed to the end of the page and said: "Hey, here is the explanation of Lang Bazi."
Lang Bazi, one kind of saying is the mountain spirit ghost, the old wolf becomes a spirit, Being able to stand and walk like a human being, the villagers enjoyed the cool air in the courtyard on summer nights, and the wolf would go down the mountain and drag people away.
Another theory is that there is a very small wolf in the wolf pack, much smaller than the wolf, smart and intelligent, and very understanding of human nature.
If you sneak into the flock of sheep and eat them on the hillside, and are discovered by the sheep herders, you can whip them with a whip.
Every time he is whipped, he will show his teeth.
He lies on the ground and does not dodge.
It won’t run away until the shepherd stops fighting.
I heard that this is because Lang Bazi understands human nature and knows that he will never fight back after doing something wrong, which is why he behaves so strangely.
But it is a wolf after all.
Wolf Bazi is more ferocious and smarter than ordinary wolves. Although he is small in size, he is more harmful than ordinary wolves.
Even holding a grudge can last a lifetime.
The revenge of the fathers must be avenged by the children.
“This thing is quite interesting.”
"Yes, in fact, Wolf Bazi has elements of legend and drama. What is really scary is the cat monkey. My fourth grandfather once said that cats and monkeys carry people on their backs in the middle of the night. This has happened before."
"Ouch, this sounds scary. It’s scary. I’ll look through it if it’s in the book.”
They were reading the magazine with great interest upstairs. Ruirui soon became bored and climbed down the stairs.
The little thing has short legs and cannot go downstairs at all.
It’s so fast to get up, and it’s so swishing to go up and down the stairs.
However, when Heiwa Xiaojin saw him coming downstairs, he followed him closely, supporting him one after another. If he did this every day, there was nothing to worry about.
The women downstairs became interested in Cao Zhuzi at this time, chattering and threading the curtain with needle and thread.
When Ruirui saw it, she helped Heiwa stand up, clapped her little hands and ran to Wang Susu, sticking her butt out in front of a pot full of grass beads, blinking her big black eyes to watch them busy.
After a while, Zhao Dahai trotted back in a hurry, carrying several fluffy little rails in his vest. They were all black and very beautiful, and asked Wang Qingwen to find something for him to pack.
The brat's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly shouted upstairs: "Dad, little one, little one~"
He couldn't pronounce the word "chicken", he just split the word "chicken" into two words in a milky voice.
When Chen Ling heard it at first glance, he didn’t know what he was yelling about.
Fortunately, Zhao Dahai followed and shouted: "Dad, Uncle Zhong, come down with Fugui quickly. The little rails have hatched outside, and there are many running around in the grass. They are easy to catch."
Rui Rui was so anxious that she jumped up and down and kept calling "chicken, chicken".
I want Chen Ling to take him out to catch him.
At this time, the chickens, ducks and geese are all grown up, and there are few birds raising their own chicks.
It’s rare to see such cute gadgets again.
The brat is not in a hurry to catch him. When Chen Ling saw that his son was anxious and wanted to go upstairs again, he turned around and rushed downstairs and said: "Okay, okay, stop shouting. It won't work. Dad will come down with the two grandfathers."
So a group of people put up the cage and went out to catch the little rails.
In fact, not only the young rails hatch out of their shells during this season, but also various water birds such as young wild ducks and young reed warblers.
But there are still a lot of little chicks in Chen Ling’s house.
Go out and take a look, good guys, in the tall grass, little black rails are running rampant everywhere.
They have big claws, thick and long mouths...
They all got separated from the hen rail.
At first glance, it looks a little weird compared to the little chicken.
But after looking at it for a long time, it becomes more pleasing to the eye and feels cute.
Seeing Chen Ling and the others coming out, Zhao Gang pointed at the dogs running around in the orchard and said: "Erhei catches the most. This dog catches the little rails without hurting the chickens. It's a pity that it He's not familiar with me, so he refused to give it to me."
The lynx laughed at the side: "Haha, yes, it's all for me and Dahai.
Fugui, this little one. Can I catch a corncrake? ”
"If you can catch them, just catch a few and keep them for fun. If you don't want to feed them, just let them go."
Chen Ling knew how many rails he had around him, and they were just one after another. Hatching eggs isn't specifically about harming them, it's just about catching them and playing with them, and it doesn't hinder them at all.
“This thing is small even though it eats more than a small chicken. You have to catch insects and small fish to feed it. You have to feed it several times a day. It eats a lot, and it tastes great to support the family.”
He had raised and played with it before.
This is what I told Zhao Dahai and the two old men.
It's dirty and smelly, not as good as raising chickens and ducks.
I didn’t expect that the brat who was following me couldn’t wait any longer. He frowned and shook his arm anxiously: “Dad, dad~”
“Okay, scratch, scratch, scratch, here we go. Catch."
Chen Ling had no choice but to let Erhei and the other little guys take action, so he took out a net bag for catching chickens.
One end is a bamboo pole and the other is a net bag.
He took his son and went into the grass.
These little rails have similar habits to those of chicks and ducks.
When faced with being driven away, they don’t just scatter in all directions, but wherever one of them runs, a whole group of them will follow and run in that direction.
So when Chen Ling hurried forward and saw a group of small black rails running out of the grass, he quickly used a chicken net to cover the large group with a net bag.
Only three or four ran away.
Compared with the dull and clumsy domestic chickens and ducks, these little rails are extremely fast.
Chen Ling's skills are already very good.
Ruirui shouted excitedly: "One little one, one little one~"
Then he ran over and reached out to lift the chicken net.
As soon as I opened it, all the little chicks ran away.
"You brat, why are you so anxious!"
Seeing this, Chen Ling threw away the chicken net, and Zhao Dahai and several others chased and intercepted the little chicks that ran into the grass.
“Hahaha, why do I feel like catching it myself is more enjoyable?”
After Zhao Dahai and Shanmao blocked two of them, they screamed excitedly.
Catching with a chicken net is not as good as catching it yourself.
Even Erhei and his gang of cowards were not allowed to help.
The two old men Zhao Yubao are not very interested in this.
Just holding half a pencil between my ears, writing and drawing in a small notebook.
The above is what Chen Ling told him before about the 'Rakes and Guan Guan Jujiu', what his father-in-law told him about 'the legend of people participating in Platycodon grandiflorum' and so on.
And today’s ‘bead curtain of grass beads’, as well as Chen Ling’s fish, the ‘little fish that can shine’.
Old Man Zhong thought the scene of them catching little rails with their dolls was interesting, so he briefly sketched it on the ground with branches.
Looks like he is going back to draw.
A group of adults took the dolls and caught the little rails for a while, and then put them all into a bamboo cage for Ruirui.
Let him play.
After the excitement, Zhao Gang took Shanmao and Zhao Dahai to go fishing. He knew that Shanmao was quite interested in him after he opened a dog factory, and he quickly became familiar with him.
Zhao Yubao and Zhao Yubao also carried the mat and went home.
I just say that the countryside is not only fun, but also broadens the rigid thinking that I have been doing for a long time. Many interesting ideas come one after another.
I caught a little chick and didn’t even bother to play with it. I left the two old ladies behind and couldn’t wait to go back to create.
Chen Ling watched his son play with the little chicks in the cage while sitting by the stone pavilion feeding the pigeons.
He said to himself that there hasn’t been much going on recently, and the fishing net has been woven. I will look for an opportunity to explore the strange fish deep in the reservoir at night.
When I was thinking about how to deal with that old enemy.
Unexpectedly, an uninvited guest came.
It turned out to be Wang Laishun looking for him.
He also thought that after such a commotion, the relationship between the old man and him was probably frozen, and they would probably not have any contact with each other for a long time.
Even if something happened, he would definitely ask someone to come forward and call him at home.
This is generally the case in villages. If there is a conflict, there must be a middleman to make peace and coordinate. This is not surprising.
I didn’t expect that just a few days later, I would come directly to my door.
(Book Recommendation: 1994 Making a Living in the Mountains)