The world is divided into three religions and nine streams. The nine streams are divided into upper, middle and lower classes.

The upper nine streams said: first-class Buddhas, second-rate immortals, third-rate emperors, fourth-rate officials, fifth-rate pots (winemakers), sixth-rate pawns (pawnshops), seventh-rate merchants, eighth-rate landlords, and ninth-rate farmers.

Zhongjiuliu said: first-class second-rate doctor, third-rate feng shui gentleman, fourth-rate divination blind division, fifth-rate danqing, sixth-rate xiangshi, seven monks, eight ways and nine qin chess (literati scholars).

The lower ninth rate said: first-class witches and second-rate prostitutes, third-rate dancing gods, fourth-rate dressers, fifth-rate shavers, sixth-rate blowers (wedding and funeral blowers who blow suona), seventh-rate actors and eight beggars, and ninth-rate street blowers.

In this world, whether it is the heavens and the earth, the Buddhas, the immortals, or the emperors, the old and the ordinary, since ancient times, they have been divided into high and low, and the order is respectful and low.

But then again, even if you are an emperor, you have to sit in turns, and you have to blow the lamp and pull out the wax and burp and catch a cold in the morning and evening, just like the ordinary people.

What is free is just a momentary arrogance and lewdness, Huang Liang is just a dream.

Even if it's an immortal, isn't there a wasteland old?

Of course, I don't know if there are gods or ghosts in this world, Zhang Sanmad is really crazy.

He can sometimes pinch and draw talismans and chant spells, and sometimes he farts at the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, and often scolds himself:

"Although I am a skunk student, I can be regarded as a half-immortal descending to the world, why should I shave my head for those farts people? Why should I not be able to marry a daughter-in-law? Why should I compare ...... with the old and disabled?"

Zhang San is really crazy.

But when he shaved the monk's head on the street with a shaved head, the bright razor was dripping in his hand, but he never missed it.

That is to say, he is not crazy when he shaves people's heads, and he is crazy when he does not shave.

Crazy will laugh and sing with a handful of snot and tears:

"Oh, in this world—

There are men and women, there is joy and love

There are civil and martial arts, and there are good and bad

There are vulgar and elegant, strange and strange

There are points, there are combinations, there are separations

There is hatred, there is resentment, there is inside and outside

There is life and death, there is success and failure

True, false, wow

Fiction and reality

Laugh at life

It's really helpless......"

Whenever this happens, people make fun of him: "Hey, Zhang San is crazy, what do you mean that there are men and women, joy and love?"

Zhang San was crazy and immediately became dumb.

Someone asked him again: "Is it the old man's urine far away, or is it your urine far away?"

Zhang Sanmad immediately blushed, and took off his pants to show his crotch: "I!"

The men, women and children on the street laughed heartily.

The eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law all blushed and covered their eyes to avoid it, only those old ladies were mixed in with the men and pouted indifferently.

Speaking of which, this three madness has a background. Although there is no empirical evidence, everyone in the village knows that his ancestors were middle-lifted.

It is said that Zhang Juren later fled to this poor mountain and settled incognito because of what he was implicated in.

I don't know how many generations have passed, and the descendants of Zhang Juren have remembered the ancestral teachings for generations, only farming and not studying.

But who would have thought that the genes of the Zhang family are too strong, although the family is not prosperous, but the descendants are talented and intelligent, and they can be described as strong in poetry, writing, and writing.

After the surrender of Japan, Zhang Bushi's crazy grandfather Zhang Bushi was nearly half a hundred years old, in order to support his family, Zhang Bushi finally couldn't bear the hardships of farming, so he went to the county security regiment to find a job and started a living by recording confessions.

Once the security team arrested a student with a Wang Ba shell on his body, and the security commander Yang Bald personally interrogated him, and Zhang Bushi recorded it on the side.

As a result, Zhang Bushi saw Yang Bald putting tongs on a half-grown child, and he was afraid that he would knock over the ink plate.

When he went to pick up the ink tray, he kicked down the wine bottle of Yang Bald on the ground again.

The bottle was rolling into the pit of the small iron furnace with the tongs.

Spirits undergo physical and chemical reactions when they encounter red coals......

A small explosion caused a fire, Yang Bald really burned bald, and the students also ran away.

Zhang Bushi was almost beaten to death by Yang Bald, and was rescued in the middle of the night by his son Zhang Aicai from the dead body slope in the mountain behind the security group.

Coincidentally, the next day, it was dark, and the whole county was taken over by the team from the north.

Zhang Bushi did not die, the family celebrated happily, and there was finally hope for a better life.

Under the care of the new society, Zhang Bushi also became a rural teacher, and soon his son Zhang Aicai also got married and had children, and Zhang San was crazy.

Zhang Sanmad is not called Zhang Sanmad, but Zhang Xicai.

When he was born, his grandfather hugged his eldest grandson and couldn't keep his mouth shut:

"Grandpa's name is Noshi, your father's name is Aicai, now in the new society, these are not good, you must know how to cherish life, study hard, grow up, and become a talent! Yes, it is called Zhang Xicai!"

Zhang Xicai was regarded as the pearl of his palm by Zhang Bushi, and personally taught reading and literacy. It's really in the palm of your hand for fear of falling off and holding it in your mouth for fear of melting, and you can get rid of a baby bump.

Year after year, Xiao Xicai is not yet ten years old, but she is already full of chapters of poetry and books.

Although the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren are poor, they have a good life.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and just when the family was living in peace, a new commissioner was sent to the township. The commissioner asked to see Zhang Bushi by name.

"What's the situation, this is ......"

Zhang Bushi came to the commissioner's office with a nervous mood.

When he raised his eyes to see the commissioner, he exclaimed, his legs trembled and he almost collapsed on the ground.

This new commissioner is none other than Yang Bald.

As soon as the northern team came over, Yang Bald immediately led his troops to surrender when he saw that the situation was not good, and at the same time handed over a map of the underground equipment warehouse, which was also considered a meritorious achievement.

This time, Yang Bald turned into a glorious return to his hometown, which was a bolt from the blue for Zhang Bushi, just as the so-called little deflated ghost met Lao Zhong Kui - the road is narrow!

Sure enough, the bad luck of the Zhang family came one after another in the next few days.

First, Zhang Bushi was handcuffed to the county on suspicion of conspiring to harm meritorious officials.

Later, Zhang Aicai's name was vulgar and had a very bad impact and was imprisoned in the pigsty.

Later, Zhang Aicai's daughter-in-law, who was Zhang Xicai's mother, was humiliated and hated and jumped into the well......

After three disasters, Zhang Xicai, who was only a teenager, was frightened and scared and tossed three times and fell ill three times, and then he went crazy and stupid, and people gave him the nickname "Three Crazy".

After a long time, people only knew that Zhang San was crazy and didn't know Zhang Xicai.

Speaking of which, there is an old bachelor in this village, known as the "old cripple".

The old disabled man is more than ten years older than Zhang Sanmad, but the situation is similar.

In the past, the old cripple's grandfather was a black-hearted rich man, and his father was a second son, that is, a mountain bandit.

Lao Cripple was a teenager at the time, and when his father ran away, he tripped over a rock, and it is said that the stone triangle was very sharp and was stuck in his crotch, and his leg was broken since then.

In that battle, his father was killed by a stray bullet, and the old cripple became a small cripple.

Later, the little cripple was sent back to the village, and people pointed to his back and said, "It's all the sins of that rich man!"

Life is like a dream, time is like a shuttle, year after year, the small disabled becomes the old disabled.

The old cripple is lonely and eccentric, never laughs with others, and only knows how to silently pick up dog dung and sweep the streets every day, and feed pigs and sheep in the village.

Behind his belly, he would always follow a group of children with black snot and yellow noses, jumping and shouting:

"The old crippled old man broke the dog's leg and lost the dog's ball......"

The old cripple doesn't care if others can afford him, he only knows that his grandfather and father are guilty.

He only herded sheep in the village during the day, mowed grass for the pigs in the village at night, picked up the of the dogs in the village in the morning, and paid off the debts of his ancestors without saying a word.

Even later, he couldn't figure out what his real name was. Only in the dead of night will a person look at the sky and look at the beams of the house in a daze.

Winter went to spring, and finally one day the old cripple completed the transformation, and he also received seven sheep from the brigade and four points of land.

However, he hated the words "broken dog legs and no dog eggs". Because of this, even the dumb daughter of Wang Lao's family was reluctant to follow him.

Until the 90s of the twentieth century, the old man in his sixties fell into the problem of sleeping with a basket.

The people in the village looked down on the old man and the old man, and they also looked down on Zhang Sanmad, so they often made fun of them.

Over time, two people who have nothing to do with each other have become like a feud, vowing to fight to the death, fighting for your superiority and my inferiority, and fighting to the death, but it has become a laughing stock of the villagers.