Luo Bin woke up the next day, and after breakfast, he and his father went to the back mountain.

It was still so cold, but the sun didn't seem mild in the morning. Luo Bin shrunk his neck, wrapped his hands, and followed his father all the way up the stream.

When he walked through the dry land at the foot of the mountain and came to a tea plantation, Luo Bin was already out of breath. When his father saw this, he stopped and told him to rest first. This stop, sweat seemed to have found a vacancy, and began to crawl all over Luo Bin's forehead.

Luo Bin unbuttoned his coat and gasped and asked, "Dad, this uncle, how many years have you been in Luo's house?"

Luo Fu looked at the surrounding tea trees and replied casually: "The year you were born, at that time, there were many strangers who built roads in the mountains. ”

"Then why didn't he go back to his hometown after the road was built?"

"Listen to himself and say that there is no one else in his hometown. He used to beg for a living with the road repair team, but after coming to Luojiawa, he didn't want to leave, and now that he has been here for so many years, he is used to it. ”

Luo Bin took a breath, simply found a quick stone and sat down, lit a cigarette and continued to listen to the story.

In the year Luo Bin was born, the village built a road, and several engineering teams came to repair the road, all of whom were outsiders. They all built their own sheds to make food, and they had little contact with the villagers of Luojiawa.

That day, Luo Bin's mother was alone at home with the child, and the guest uncle came to the door to ask for hot water, and Luo Bin's mother talked to him, claiming to be a stonemason from the masonry team and could beat stones. Luo Bin's mother half-jokingly said, then if you are free, help us make a stone mortar, and I will pay you.

The uncle asked about the size and style of the stone mortar, turned around and left.

The next day, Luo Fu's family of three was having dinner. Uncle Ke walked in the door with a stone mortar on his shoulder, Luo Fu didn't understand the situation, and was really startled.

In the countryside, there is no light burden on the road. No matter how you look at this big stone mortar, it costs about 200 catties, and it is not easy to grasp, this person actually carried it in with one shoulder.

Uncle Ke spoke with a strange accent, and Luo Fu didn't understand a word. But the strange thing is that Luo Bin's mother can communicate with him smoothly. You speak your vernacular, and I say I have to be weird, but we can understand each other.

After listening to his daughter-in-law's explanation, Luo Fu also knew what was going on, he leaned over to look at the stone mortar, only to see that its appearance was clumsy and not square, and the surface was not flat at all, but the inside of the stone mortar looked neat and round, and the stone wall on the inner side was also much smoother.

Luo Fu shook his head and said that he couldn't ask for this. Laymen are more delicate than this, the average stonemason polishes a stone mortar for half a month, he only spent a day on this full calculation, at most it is a stone slab. As he spoke, he also introduced the shape of the stone mortar.

The guest uncle stared at Luo Bin's mother with wide eyes, and said that as long as he took care of a meal, this stone mortar didn't need money.

The family didn't have much spare money, so Luo Bin's mother persuaded her husband to leave the stone mortar, which is still usable to this day.

Since then, Luo Jiawa has had an additional stonemason, who makes a living by digging stone mortars for nearby villagers. He didn't want to live in the village, so he built a shack in the stone nest in the mountain behind him.

Slowly, he also learned some local dialect, but he spoke with a strange accent, and he still couldn't understand it if he didn't listen carefully. If someone asks him to repeat both sides, he will walk away with a unhappy face.

People always have to have a name, and when someone asks, he will use the local dialect he just learned, and his name is "Thunder", and since then everyone has called him "Stone Thunder".

In addition to customizing stone mortars and stone tools, Shi Jinglei rarely walks around and communicates with the villagers. He only pounded stones on the mountain every day, and when he had to go down the mountain, he only went to Luo Fu's house to help watch the children. Luo Fu and his wife were worried that there was no one to help, and they were happy to come, so they could free up their hands to do some farm work.

After coming and going, Luo Bin served tea and recognized Shi Jinglei as his guest uncle, according to the rural parlance, he can prevent disasters for children.

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After resting, the two continued to climb the mountain. Luo Bin pondered in his heart, he used to listen to his parents shouting in the local dialect "thunder" and "thunder", and the villagers politely called him "stone thunder", but only today did he remember how to write these two words, but he felt that there was a deep meaning.

Turning his head, he thought that he might have been startled by last night's electric arc, how could he be suspicious of a stonemason who had been unknown for decades. With a shake of his head, he left it behind.

Passing through a dense pine forest, the terrain in front of you tends to flatten. Uncle Hak's shack was built in a hollow of the mountain, with a very high foundation and drainage ditches dug around it.

When the father and son came to the house, they found no one in the house. Luo Fu put his hands on his lips like a horn, "oh roar", "oh roar", shouting a code that only mountain people can understand.

Before I put down my hand, I heard the back of the mountain recess also shouting "oh roar".

Luo Fu told his son that there was nothing strange about the code, but the howling in the mountains would make the throat unbearable, and even if it reached the other party's ears, half of it would have been blown away by the wind.

This set of greetings is also used to by the older generation, and it has been handed down, and most of the older Luo family will do it.

After a while, a big man with a height of nearly two meters came out from the back of the mountain recess, he had an exotic eyebrow and eye contour but a real yellow skin, I saw that his face had bulging eyebrow bones, deep sunken eye sockets, gray eyeballs with different colors, high nose bridge, white teeth and wide mouth.

The big man walked up to Luo Bin and pinched his shoulder, looked him up and down carefully, then patted him vigorously, frowned and said, "I didn't eat well, my body is weak." ”

Then he turned around and opened the door and let the two of them in.

Luo Fu put down the wine in his hand and said: "This is the wine that Binbin bought, it tastes good, I kept a bottle for myself, this bottle is for you." Then he said the intention of repaying the money.

Dahan picked up the wine bottle, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, smacked his lips and looked at Luo Bin and said, "I don't have a passbook, and I won't save it, you can put this money to your father first, he won't take advantage of me." ”

After chatting about some family life, the father and son stopped the big man from asking for barbecue for hospitality. Knowing that Luo Bin had to go back to Ning City in the afternoon, Dahan would no longer keep them, so he hurriedly said goodbye.

Luo Bin is very curious, it stands to reason that Uncle Ke's actual age must be no younger than his father, why does he still look so fierce and not old?

According to Luo Fu's understanding, it may be that he is alone and has nothing to worry about, so people naturally age slowly.

And he doesn't plan to build a house and run a house, and the money he earns is meat in addition to eating meat. If people have no burden in their hearts, eat well and sleep soundly, they should not age too quickly.

Hearing his father say this, Luo Bin looked up at the white hair on his father's head, and stopped talking.

When he got home, Luo Bin took his father's passbook, checked the account number, and transferred all the 150,000 yuan in the card with mobile banking. 50,000 yuan was returned to Uncle Ke, and the other 100,000 yuan was returned to his father.

Luo Fu doesn't know how to transfer money with his mobile phone, even if he wants to give money to his son at the moment, there is no way. I had to put it away.

After having lunch with his father in a hurry, Luo Bin secretly went to his mother's grave again, and he found the hole that burst open last night, and looked inside but saw nothing.

He picked up some stones and sealed the hole.

When he went home to say goodbye to his father, his father had already packed a box of eggs, killed and washed a free-range chicken, and some vegetables from the field, all of which were stuffed into the car for Luo Bin.

Thousands of instructions to let him eat well. It's better to be diligent with your hands and feet than to eat out uncleanly.

The car moved slowly, and my father still stood there and watched until the car sank into the corner......

And on the hill in the distance, there was a burly man with a bag on his back, galloping in the direction of the car under the mountain, looking far away.