Text Chapter 2 Rolling out the dumplings
The banquet was held for three days and three nights under the control of the village committee, when Bai Ling left, most of the people in the village went to see him off, and the villagers also spontaneously raised 2,138 yuan and five cents for Bai Ling as a travel fee, and some villagers who really couldn't afford it gave Bai Ling the eggs they usually accumulated one by one and prepared to take them to the town to sell. Before leaving, the villagers scrambled to hold Bai Ling's hand and obey the instructions, which was closer than their own daughters. Bai Fugui's daughter-in-law hugged Bai Ling's tears and couldn't stop flowing, Bai Fugui stood beside him, with a bright smile on his face and tears rolling in his eyes. Bai Ling knelt under the archway at the village gate and kowtowed three times, saying that if he came out in the future, he would definitely repay the villagers.
Li Dafa, the village chief of Li Dafa, who is usually hard to pull out, changed the fine style of thrift and thrift in the past, and took out a small half of the village's not much collective funds, and did enough to make a head, and the two village tractors went into battle together, and suona firecrackers rang out all the way along the way, and it is said that the sound of firecrackers rang out along the mountain road to the town, and it sounded for dozens of miles.
To borrow the mantra of village chief Li Dafa, 'You think it's firecrackers, but it's all about money.' But this time, the village chief Li Da, who usually spends a dime and feels distressed like a dead father, did not have a sad look on his face, but slapped Zhang Zhiming, the branch secretary, on the shoulder, with a smile, "This money is really fucking happy."
When Bai Ling left, Lu Shanmin didn't see him off, but just stood far away on a small hillside, squatting next to a little girl with snot hanging to her mouth, and a big yellow dog lying on her feet. Bai Ling's place to go to university is in the East China Sea, I heard the people in the village say that it is the largest and most prosperous city in Huaxia, Bai Ling's departure, in the words of the village chief Li Dafa, she is from the city from now on, this is a thing that makes the entire Mazui Village feel proud, but Lu Shanmin is not happy at all.
Mazui Village returned to its former tranquility, and the grand entrance banquet was like a flash of lightning in the dark night sky, which flashed in an instant and disappeared. Except for the straighter waist of the white rich man's predecessors, and the face of his daughter-in-law became more ruddy, there was no change in the village.
Lu Xun is not a native of Mazui Village, there was a great famine in the sixties, he read a few books and was beaten as a stinky old nine, he couldn't support himself at all, he fled into the mountains in desperation, fainted in the mountains, and the villagers who went into the mountains to hunt found him near the black bear ditch, so he picked up a life, and then lived in Mazui Village, married a woman in the village and gave birth to a son, and there were no relatives outside the mountain, plus he was already used to the life of the mountain village, so he broke off the mind of going back.
Lu Xun is a weak scholar, he doesn't know how to hunt, but fortunately he also read a few books, not to mention ordinary villagers in that era, even the village secretary and village chief are illiterate, at that time there was no town only township, and the village secretary and village chief went to the township to hold a meeting all by ear and head. After Lu Xun came, he relied on teaching the children in the village to read and write, and wrote couplets to the villagers, but he couldn't starve to death. Now most of the people in the village who can read and write are Lu Xun's students, even the branch secretary Zhang Zhiming and the village head Li Dafa. Although there is already a primary school in the village now, there is no teaching livelihood, but with Lu Xun's reputation in Mazui Village over the years, he does not worry about eating and drinking, not to mention that his grandson is a well-known hunting expert in the village, just two years ago, his grandson went into the mountain alone to carry the adult bear blind man back, and he is even more famous in Mazui Village, and now he is faintly the first hunter in Mazui Village.
On the mountain trail, Lu Shanmin carried a wild boar weighing more than 200 catties on his shoulder, a girl with pigtails carried a wild roe deer and followed behind, and a big yellow dog jumped happily in the jungle.
"Brother Shanmin, I don't want to go to school anymore. ”
Lu Shanmin frowned, "Why? Is it that old god stick who won't let you study? He won't let you go to school, I'll do it." ”
"It has nothing to do with Grandpa Daoyi, it's because I don't want to go on it. ”
The pigtailed girl is not a local, and in Mazui Village, where no one has been seen all year round, Lu Shanmin still remembers the first meeting with the pigtailed girl. It was eight years ago, when he was sitting in the yard counting the wild geese flying in the sky, and when he had just counted to a hundred, an old Taoist priest wearing a tattered Taoist robe and his hair was messed like a chicken nest led a little girl of four or five years old into the courtyard. As soon as he opened his mouth, he said: "Little brother, your heavenly court is full, the earth pavilion is round, it is terrible, once you gain power, you will definitely fly in the sky." The boy ignored him, and continued to count the geese in the sky.
Seeing that the boy ignored himself, the old Taoist priest smiled and continued: "I see that you have nine bones, the horns of your head are grand, your eyebrows and temples are flying into your temples, and your two eyes are obliquely inserted into the sky. ”
The boy finally couldn't help but turn around, but instead of the old Taoist priest's expected eyebrows and smiles, he looked at each other angrily.
The old Taoist priest smiled awkwardly on his face, if in the past, he said this to people, no one would be happy to say that he was a living immortal, how could it be useless to face a little fart child, "Is there something wrong with me?"
"For you to be paralyzed, Lao Tzu finally counted hundreds of geese, and now he has to count them from the beginning. ”
The old Taoist priest has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he has long been a master of seeing the wind and steering the rudder, so he hurriedly said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”
The boy didn't stop there, grabbed the stake under his buttocks and used it as a bench to sit on and smashed it like an old Taoist priest.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, the old Taoist priest jumped up, grabbed his robe with both hands and ran.
The little girl next to her, who had been silent, was not only not frightened by the boy's rough behavior, but giggled and laughed with her mouth covered. At that time, the girls had not combed their pigtails, nor did they have snot from their nostrils to the corners of their mouths, with big eyes, long eyelashes, pink carved jade, white skin and red skin, and they did not look like children in the mountains. At that time, Lu Shanmin concluded that the Taoist priest was a liar, and the little girl was abducted into the mountains by him.
"Brother Shanmin. ”
The cry of the pigtailed girl interrupted Lu Shanmin's memories. There was a sigh. He touched the girl's head with one free hand
"You're afraid I'll be lonely when I go to school. ”
The little girl nodded, "Three years ago, the big black head went to be a soldier, and this year Bai Ling went to college again, if I go to the town to go to junior high school again, you will be the only one left." ”
Lu Shanmin smiled and looked at the pigtailed girl, his eyes were full of doting. "You can come back on the weekend, not to mention that I still have Xiao Huang with me, and my grandfather at home. ”
The little girl pouted and said, "Xiao Huang won't chat with you, Grandpa Lu only knows how to practice calligraphy and smoke dry tobacco in a day, and he also reads those broken books that have been flipped dozens of times and are about to fall apart." ”
"Isn't there still the old god stick and the old yellow?"
The little girl had a disdainful expression on her face, "Lao Huang only knows how to 'roll out dumplings' with you, and he can't even laugh." Every time you and Grandpa Daoyi say less than two words, you will the guy and fight, and I don't know what Grandpa Daoyi thinks, he is so old and disrespectful. ”
As soon as I walked to the mountain pass, I heard the shouting of the old Taoist priest, "Ouch, starve to death and be poor, Xiao Nizi, you little girl with no conscience, thanks to my Buddha's mercy, uh, no, thanks to the Taoist master, I adopted you with a kind heart, raised you with a handful of and urine, and also provided you with school, you haven't come back to cook for me until now, it's simply disloyal, unfilial piety, unkindness and injustice, and heaven is intolerable!"
Lu Shanmin looked at the adobe house in the col with disgust, and secretly cursed the shameless old god stick in his heart.
The pigtailed girl shouted angrily, "Here it is." ”
Lu Shanmin's family lived on the east side of the adobe house, and they would pass through here every time they went up the mountain to hunt.
Passing by the door of the pigtailed girl's house, the old Taoist priest was squatting on the threshold holding the dry tobacco pouch with one hand and chirping, and the other hand was holding the feet full of black mud, how could he look like he was starving to death.
Lu Shanmin cast a fierce gaze, and the old Taoist priest sneered.
Two pheasants were taken out of the basket and handed to the pigtailed girl, who shook her head, "This is to be sold in the town." ”
"In the past, I wanted to sell more money to pay Bai Ling's tuition, but now I don't need it. ”
The old Taoist priest sat on the threshold and hurriedly said, "Xiao Nizi, take it, I always feel weak these days, Lao Huang said that I am malnourished and need to make up for it." ”
The pigtailed girl ignored the old Taoist priest, nodded, and took the two pheasants.
Lu Shanmin has been dependent on his grandfather since he was a child, and in his consciousness, this is as natural as a squirrel likes to eat pine nuts and a robe likes to nibble on jam. It wasn't until I grew up a little that I realized that I still had parents, Lu Shanmin asked Lu Xun once, and my grandfather only said that my parents died in a car accident when he was born, Lu Shanmin was very puzzled, and the entire Mazui Village Committee had two tractors, and they could hit and kill people at the same speed as the turtle. Later, I also asked some people in the village, it turned out that his father's name was Lu Dazui, and the name came from the fact that he could eat more than ten catties of wild boar meat at a meal, and I heard the old people in the village say that when my father was a teenager, he grew a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he could go into the mountains to fight bears and blind people, and he was the first hunter among his peers. Later, when he went down the mountain, he was the first person to walk out of Mazui Village, and he never came back after that, nor did he hear anything from him, as for his mother, no one in the village knew who it was, only that it should not be from the mountains.
Lu Shanmin walked into his yard, and there was a pungent smell of medicine in the hall, and Lu Shanmin remembered that today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and it is another day of 'rolling noodles and dumplings'.
Put the prey in the cellar, patted the dust on his body, and walked into the hall, in the center of the hall is a word written by his grandfather, not what is 'the position of the prince of heaven and earth', it is written 'one step at a time, one scene at a time, one day at a time', Lu Shanmin can't understand how the landscape and trees in Mazui Village have not changed for decades, and how the unchanged life of hunting, eating, and sleeping every day can be related to those three sentences.
In the middle of the hall, there is a large vat that can accommodate one person, and under the vat there are seven or eight thigh-thick pine woods burning loudly, and the vat is full of a large vat of herbs picked by Lao Huang from the deep mountains, and the potion is bubbling at this moment, and the room is full of pungent medicinal smell.
Seeing Lu Shanmin walk into the hall, Lu Xun had a kind face and said with a smile, "I'm back."
Lu Shanmin smiled and nodded, "Today's harvest is good, and tomorrow I will let Uncle Chen from the village pull him to the town to sell." ”
Lao Huang is still the zombie face that didn't have a smile when he was killed, in Lu Shanmin's memory, for so many years, he hasn't even seen Lao Huang smile once.
I heard from the people in the village that Lao Huang was also an outsider, and he should have arrived in Mazui Village seventeen or eighteen years ago, when Lu Shanmin was only two or three years old and did not have much impression. Compared with the old god stick of Daoyi, Lao Huang is more liked by the villagers, Lao Huang said that he only knows a little about medical skills, but the villagers think he is a miracle doctor, which stems from the fact that one year Li Laohan in the west of the mountain was seriously ill, and even the town hospital said to go back to prepare for the future, and as a result, Lao Huang prescribed a few pairs of drugs and miraculously got better, and now he is still alive, since then the villagers call him a miracle doctor, the reason is very simple, even the town hospital can not cure the disease, Lao Huang can be cured, he is not a miracle doctor, who can count?
He also came with his grandson, named Huang Jiujin, three years older than Lu Shanmin, who grew up to nearly two meters at the age of sixteen, and Lu Shanmin always wondered if the origin of his name was because he was born with nine catties.
Because of his tall and mighty appearance, coupled with his dark face, the pigtailed girl gave him the name of the big black head, and he not only did not get angry, but accepted it happily.
Among the children in the village, Lu Shanmin has the best relationship with him and the pigtailed girl, the first hunting is the mountain where the big black head takes him, Lu Shanmin now dares to go to the deep mountains with a shotgun to fight the bear blind man is already very violent, but in front of the big black head is not worth mentioning at all, Lu Shanmin saw with his own eyes that the big black head did not bring any hunting tools, and he could beat a bear blind man down with his bare hands. Three years ago, he left the village and joined a few of his peers in the town to join the army. In the first two years, he would send a letter back every month, but in the last year, it seemed to disappear out of thin air.
In the first ten years, Lao Huang would go to his house every day to 'roll out dumplings' for himself, until in recent years, it has gradually changed to once a week, and now it has slowly changed to once a month. According to Lao Huang, it won't be long before the illness will be cured, and there will be no need to roll out dumplings anymore.
'Rolling out dumplings' is just a metaphor for a girl with pigtails, but this metaphor Lu Shanmin feels very appropriate.
Lao Huang didn't really come to eat dumplings when he came to his house.
Over the years, Lu Shanmin has gone from crying at the beginning, to gritting his teeth and humming, and now he doesn't even hum.
Take off your coat to reveal your even, but not exaggerated, tendon flesh, open your arms, take a deep breath, and close your eyes. Lao Huang picked up a rolling pin-thick ash stick, still expressionless, 'pop', the ash stick slapped Lu Shanmin's chest, and a dark red trace immediately appeared on his chest, "Papapa", twenty sticks on the chest, twenty sticks on the abdomen, twenty sticks on the back, twenty sticks on the waist, twenty sticks on the left and right thighs, twenty sticks on the left and right calves, twenty sticks on each of the arms, a total of one hundred and sixty sticks. This is what the pigtailed girl calls 'rolling dough'. The ash stick is the rolling pin, and the people of Lu Shanmin are the noodles.
Lu Xun sat on the stool and smoked dry tobacco, such a scene has been watched for more than ten years, but when he saw the back, he still didn't dare to look directly, every time the stick was hit, the dry tobacco pouch in his hand would shake with it, this stick was not only smoked on Lu Shanmin, but also hit his heart at the same time.
Exhale a breath of turbidity, slowly open your eyes, open your posture, slowly hold your hands round over the top, and walk Tai Chi with your feet on the Seven Star Steps, moving your breath at will, hugging Yuan Shouyi. This is the 'Tai Chi Tour' taught by the old god stick next door, originally Lu Shanmin didn't learn to kill him, but Grandpa said that this set of 'Tai Chi Tour' and 'Chicken and Poultry Play' have the same effect, and it is of great benefit to cure their own diseases, Lao Huang also said that if there is no auxiliary treatment of 'Tai Chi Tour', it is difficult to cure the disease on the body. Lu Shanmin had to reluctantly follow the old god stick to learn this set of 'Tai Chi Tour'.
I heard my grandfather say that when I was a few years old, I had a serious illness, and then I would vomit every morning and evening, and I couldn't eat anything, and I had found many barefoot doctors who couldn't see it well, and even the hospital in the town had no way at all, saying that his physique was too weak and it was difficult to live past the age of ten. At that time, Lao Huang had not yet been honored as a divine doctor, holding the attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, Lu Xun found Lao Huang, Lao Huang said that the meridians were not clear, the blood qi was insufficient, and the origin was exhausted, saying that Lu Shanmin's body was like a funnel, no matter how good the medicine was, no matter how good the medicine was, it was rootless water, and the symptoms were not cured.
Later, Lao Huang was whimsical and said that there was a way to try it and see if he could consolidate the foundation of Peiyuan, so there was this strange thing. Rolling dough therapy, according to Lao Huang said, the human body is very wonderful, no matter how weak a person is, the body is full of immeasurable potential, whipping the body with a wooden stick, is to stimulate the potential of Lu Shanmin's body, as for taking a bath in the hot medicine tank, Lao Huang said that on the one hand, it is to stimulate the potential, on the other hand, it is also to treat the stick wound that was beaten by one hundred and sixty sticks, but in Lu Shanmin's view, this is actually the practice of breaking the jar and breaking it. Then the old god stick came, according to the grandfather Lao Huang went out one day to collect medicine, and happened to see the old god stick in the yard to practice a set of radio gymnastics, Lao Huang said that his set of radio gymnastics is very helpful to cultivate vitality, can better cure his own disease.
When he was a child, Lu Shanmin always felt that he would not live to be ten years old, and he did not put any hope on Lao Huang and Lao Shen Stick, although the children in the mountain village did not have much knowledge, but they also knew that beating people would only kill and injure people, how could there be any beating people and cure diseases, not to mention how did that old Shen Stick look like a liar, and he didn't believe that his set of radio gymnastics could cure his own disease? Just these two old men, an old pervert and an old god stick, Lu Shanmin never thought that they could cure their own illness at all.
It wasn't until he successfully lived to be more than ten years old, and Lao Huang was gradually regarded as a miracle doctor by the villagers, that Lu Shanmin believed that Lao Huang did have two brushes, and as for the old god stick, Lu Shanmin didn't think that his radio gymnastics played much of a role in it.
Shedding the only pants on his body, looking at the boiling vat, Lu Shanmin didn't even frown, and stepped in.
Dumplings are served.