I sat in the snow and watched the weasel gradually move away, soaking wet, I don't know if it was the snow water pouring into or the cold sweat of fright, and I suddenly felt the biting cold.

After a while, I slowly got up, and continued to walk in the direction of home with the difficulty of carrying the bag, when someone suddenly slapped me on the back, and I was so frightened that my hair rose!

"It's up to you to see what you're doing here, isn't it cold?" said a pretty young woman behind her.

When I came back to my senses, my face slowly became a little bloody, and I noticed that it was a young woman in her 20s, carrying a schoolbag and a ladder of oranges in her hand.

I was stunned, and she asked again, "How can you go out alone at such a young age, it's to Konghou Village in front?"

I nodded, and she said again: "Let's go together, I'm also back to the hole, what are you backing, I'll help you get a little!"

I said, "It's nothing, I can carry it without your help."

In fact, it was not that I was small-minded, but that I was a little guarded, I didn't know each other, and on the way back, my grandmother also told me not to talk to people I didn't know.

Seeing that I was still quite stubborn, the young woman sighed, didn't say anything, just walked slowly not far in front of me, as if waiting for me on purpose, until half an hour later I arrived at the intersection of the village, I passed by her, she said softly, "I'm here, your house is behind, be careful on the road." Turning around, he walked in the opposite direction towards the entrance of the village.

I had mixed feelings, she sent me to the door of the village before returning to her village, I looked at the figure that had gone away, and wanted to say "thank you". But in the snow, she had already gone away. For the first time, I felt the warmth of outsiders. It's me who was cautious and rejected the kindness of others to help you.

There was no nostalgia, and then I went home, and my mother saw me dressed like a snowball, dragging the bag, funny and angry. I took off my clothes and immediately arched into the bed, and while telling my mother what happened to me when I came back, I fell asleep in a daze.

I walked for four hours, and it was cold and tired. In the dream, I dreamed that I was walking the road of Xiaomiaogang, and I dreamed that three weasels pounced on me, I didn't dare to move, and I couldn't move if I wanted to run away, at this time I suddenly woke up, and my whole body was covered in cold sweat, just like feeling the cold feeling of being in Xiaomiaogang during the day again!

I got up and looked at my mother, who might have coaxed my brother too late, and that she had not had time to take off her coat and fall asleep in bed. I feel that I am still at home, my mother is also by my side, I don't have to be afraid of anything, no matter what the gods and devils are outside, I am safest in the small bed. So he tightened his quilt and shrunk his neck, but he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, so he recalled the past of the day, thought of his grandparents, thought of his playmate sister Fei Fei, thought of the weasel, thought of the young woman, and gradually fell asleep again.

Speaking of Xiaomiaogang, that day I really had my brain caught in the door, and I had to get up and walk over there.

Xiaomiaogang was originally a small temple, and the surrounding villages were all centered on Xiaomiaogang, and the small temple was located in the center of the four villages, and the north and south sides were connected by three camps of our Confucian Village, and there were large areas of crops connected by the distance between the front and back. On the east and west sides, there are Wang Village and Shen Guai Village to form a new Miaoxin Village.

In our three Confucian villages alone, there are more than 600 households and nearly 3,000 people. Together with Wang Village and Shen Village, the north-south span of our entire Miaoxin Natural Village is nearly 10 kilometers away. There is also a minimum distance of 12 kilometers from east to west. In the whole town of Pingwei, our village also belongs to a super large village. The name of the village is also derived from Xiaomiaogang. Later, due to the construction of a new temple, our village was called Miaoxin Village.

The distance of about two miles of the north direction of the small temple gang is the big cemetery of our ancestors of the Kong family, there is this small temple when the grandfather's grandfather fled the famine and came to this place, it is said that the incense of the small temple gang has been very good in that year, and there are one or two monks in the temple.

Some people in the neighborhood who are seeking marriage and children come here to offer incense! Pilgrims are always in an endless stream, and there is a steady stream. When there was a food shortage during the Republic of China, Xiaomiaogang came out many times to relieve the surrounding victims. In the end, this small temple was destroyed during the period of the Four Old Movement after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and a fire burned everything in the temple clean. So much so that later, several villages paid for it and found another piece of treasure land, and built a new temple from the new.

Now only a few dilapidated adobe walls remain. I don't know when a lot of rattan began to grow at the entrance of the temple, no one has cut it down for many years, those rattans are getting bigger and bigger, more and more in months, so far it covers an area of nearly half an acre of land, and I feel that the sky above the rattan is getting darker and darker.

In the 80s and 90s, rural people were still very patriarchal, and many families chose boys in choosing boys and girls, which resulted in families with more children.

Throughout my childhood, there was discrimination and injustice against girls, and at that time, when a child died young, he threw it in the rattan bushes, and when he gave birth to a girl and didn't want it, he threw it into the rattan bushes! In the village and even in the entire rural area of the country, there is a patriarchal mentality, and it is very serious!

The next day my mother told me to get up, but I couldn't get up. The whole person was also in a state of confusion, drowsy, and had a low-grade fever. I had all kinds of nightmares all night, and I was awakened many times, and I was wilted until dawn.

My mother fed me a cold medicine and made me drink a lot of plain water, and I still looked like I was going to die until midnight. For three days, I took medicine on time every day, drank a lot of boiled water, and covered more and more quilts, but I didn't sweat, and I always looked like I was going to die.

At this time, my grandmother came over, prayed beside me for a long time, and then went to my kitchen and picked up a snow-white and clean bowl, connected it with seven points full of water, found three chopsticks of the same height, and poured water on the chopsticks while muttering in her mouth, until the three chopsticks were erected together.

Then the grandmother babbled for a long time, walked to the door and put the bowl on top of the three chopsticks. He said, "Okay, send it away!" and told his mother to go back and go with her to Gao Huang's church to contribute 5 cents. The bowl outside the door was withdrawn three days later. Now that I think about it, these are old superstitions that don't deserve to be taken seriously, but sometimes the local method really can't be explained.

I sweated profusely that night, and after not eating much for three days, I drank three bowls of porridge left by my mother at night. The next day I was alive again.

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