After the fifteenth year, the adults began to work again, collecting firewood for firewood, hunting for hunting, and the year was over. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The temperature rises little by little, the snow melts little by little, and as soon as the small river at the door opens, spring plowing begins, and the time is also at the end of April and early May, and the real new year begins.

The first thing to do in spring is to cut stubble.

Holding a four-clawed iron crawler, he dug out the roots of the buds and sorghum left in the ground last year one by one along the old ridges of last year, and piled them up in the ground to burn. When the ground is ploughed, the burned ashes are naturally turned into the soil, which can fertilize the ground.

After burning the stubble, turning the ground, planting the land, another year's work begins.

The temperature is getting higher day by day, the mountains are getting greener day by day, and the child is growing taller year by year.

Follow my brother up the mountain and down the river, catch the gnats and catch the crickets, stab the white goose and provoke the yellow dog, run a few times around the space, get something back and forth, the spring and summer of 1977 passed like this.

In July, Zhang Xingming's grandfather, like the previous life, fell while walking by the river, and died after a few days, his father led his brother and Zhang Xingming to the funeral, and the brothers kowtowed to their grandfather in the dim room of the second uncle's house, and then there was nothing to do, what should a bunch of children do when they get together, but there is an extra hoop made of black cloth on the arm.

After returning to my grandmother's house, my father sat by the window and was stunned for a while, wiping a few tears, although my grandfather was not good to my father, but he must be his biological father.

Dad's is a very filial person, otherwise how could he be scolded and save money to send things back every year, maybe all he needs is a little smile from his grandfather, but unfortunately until his grandfather died, he couldn't achieve it.

In the previous life, Zhang Xingming's grandfather retired in his home until he died, and his father did his best to take care of him for more than ten years. Later, grandpa couldn't move, and his father specially cooked stews for him every day and sent them to the bedside, wiped his body and changed his clothes, and sometimes grandpa pulled him to the bed, and his father squatted in the toilet to wash.

The toilets in the Northeast are not big, and his father is fat, but he never complained until his grandfather died. In those days, it was this kind of love that sustained countless families.

When my father returned to the city, Zhang Xingming and his brother were left unattended, and they began to climb the mountain and go down the river every day.

In August, when it was his grandfather's turn to herd sheep for the team, Zhang Xingming and his brother followed with great interest a few times. The cattle, sheep, horses, and donkeys of the team are usually grazed by each family in turns, the sheep are a family for a month, the cattle are a family for half a year, and there are only a few horses and donkeys, which are directly raised in the families of several cadres in the team, and they don't need to be managed.

Anyway, Zhang Xingming's grandmother's family didn't get anything, the captain and his father's family had a group of sheep and a cow, and his family made a fortune from then on, and he was still raising sheep when Zhang Xingming came back. That horse died until he died, and the captain Zhong Lao died.

The team's sheepfold was built on the old willow tree by the river, and the smell of the nostrils could be smelled from a distance, and the sheep were not large, less than twenty in total, a few old sheep, and the rest were all the lambs of the year.

Grandpa took a whip and a few pieces of salt from the upper house on the edge of the circle, and then opened the door of the ring, and roared, the tallest and largest one in the flock stood up with a bang, and slowly walked towards the door of the circle, this is a sheep, has lived for many years, the shoulder height is about the same as Zhang Xingming's height, and there is a copper bell hanging around his neck.

Generally, the sheep are used as the head sheep, and like people, the older they see, the more they see, the more stable the personality, and not easy to have accidents.

When the sheep came out of the pen, they walked along a path on the edge of the sheepfold to the mountain, passing through the houses of several houses, and reached the halfway slope of the mountain, where the mountains were rocky and less soily, and all kinds of strange-shaped stones were scattered and stacked on top of each other, and the sheep passed through these stones.

Grandpa took out the salt, threw it far away and threw it on the stone, and the sheep surrounded it for a while, which was artificially feeding the sheep with salt, and animals were the same as people, and they would get sick if they lacked salt.

When the sheep slowly went up the mountain, Grandpa stopped rushing and took out his cigarette pouch and sat on the stone to smoke. The head sheep found a place where the grass was prosperous and lowered their heads to graze, and the other sheep did not run around, so they gathered around the head sheep not far to graze, bleating a few times from time to time.

From this hill can overlook the whole village including the south ditch, from the east of the mountain gurgling down the river quietly flashing light waves, bending through the village, the other side of the river is the team threshing floor, there are four or five families, the stream flowing out of the south ditch T-shaped into the river, the river banks slowly exhibited, dozens of meters later began to rise, the seedlings in the ground on the hillside are higher than the roof here.

The slope used to be a forest, all pine trees, stretching into the distance, and looking up, the hills above each other rose and fell under the white clouds, without end.

Zhang Xingming sat on the stone, basking in the sun, watching the sheep grazing, a little drowsy, and his brother lay on a stone not far away, using a straw stick to tease the ants under the stone.

Suddenly there was a chirp in the air, a black shadow swept overhead, the sheep were a little flustered, the little sheep bleated and squeezed to the head sheep, the head sheep raised its head and looked at the sky, and moved its hooves uneasily.

Grandpa put down his cigarette pouch, walked over with a whip, and stood beside the head sheep, and the head sheep stabilized a little, and spun in small circles, and the bell on his neck jingled.

It was an eagle, flying high in the air and not being able to see its size, and after a few circles around the flock, it suddenly pressed down on the height and swooped straight to the top of the mountain. Grandpa put his finger in his mouth and whistled, and after a while, there was also a whistle on the other side of the mountain, there was a team of cows, and I didn't know who was grazing the cattle.

I listened to the mooing of the oxen on the other side of the hill, and it was very loud, mixed with a few eagles, and then the sound of whipping and scolding came from me.

Grandpa waved his whip and led the head sheep to the side of the mountain, Zhang Xingming and his brother followed closely behind Grandpa, saying that the wild eagle caught a child as if it was playing.

After walking for ten minutes, he turned a slope and saw the herd, which had regained its calm, and at the bottom of the rocky cliff at the root of the mountain, the cattle herder was squatting there, and there was a calf in front of him, which seemed to be struggling to get up, but several times he fell again.

When he got closer, his grandfather shouted, "Fifth brother?" The cowherd stood up and turned around and said, "Second uncle, are you herding sheep today?"

"What's wrong? I watched the carving come down, are you okay?" asked Grandpa.

Lao Wu pointed to the calf and said, "There it is." Grabbed the calf on the back and tore it open. ”

A few people walked over, only to see a few finger-thick bloody holes on the calf's back, tearing a piece of flesh and skin, leaning against a stone and panting. On the edge of the stone lay the eagle, whose body was torn between its legs, and its intestines flowed out, and now it was dead, and its wings spread out to both sides, nearly two meters.

Lao Wu said: "This big guy, I didn't hold it firmly, one paw grabbed the calf's back, and that paw grabbed the stone, but the cow ran in pain and pulled it up, I whipped a few whips, it couldn't get up, so the calf was torn apart, this guy, scared me." Grandpa looked at the eagle, squatted down and looked at the calf carefully, and said, "This calf is finished, and the back bone is torn apart." ”

Lao Wu nodded and said, "Well, I watched it, and I waited for death." Why do you think there is such a big old eagle now, this is too scary. It's going to take a kid one day. Grandpa looked at the top of the mountain, pointed in a direction, and said, "Climb up from here, not far up, a few years ago, four or five years, there was a tiger, remember? Later, the army came to drive the tiger into the mountain." Lao Wu nodded and said, "Remember, don't talk about tigers now, wild things can't be seen, wild boars don't often go down to the village in the first few years, and there are fewer trees in recent years, and they all run in the mountains." ”

Grandpa nodded and said, "All wild things run away." This old eagle doesn't know where it came from, it's so big, it's been more than ten years. ”

After a few words of gossip, the elder brother squatted beside the eagle, reached out and touched it, and pulled a few feathers on his wings and held them in his hand. From a distance, I saw a few people passing the house and climbing up this way. Lao Wu said: "My boy came up, just now I asked him to go to the team to call someone." It's a big deal to fold a cow, if I don't know it, I can get it, not only to pay the cow, but also not to go in. Grandpa said, "It's okay, I'll testify." ”

The person approached, it was the third child of the old Zhong family, and his eldest brother was the captain.

"My second uncle is here too. Lao Yuan Zhong said hello to his grandfather, and his grandfather nodded in response. The third and fifth elders of the old Zhong family have a good reputation in the village, and his brother is not very popular, so there is no need to hide like that.

"Oh, this big old eagle, I haven't seen it this big for many years, isn't it, is it the second uncle? I remember who in my little castle has shot a man with a gun similar to this, this has been more than ten years, right?" Grandpa nodded and said, "Yukun hit it, he shot it accurately." Zhang Xingming was thinking on the side, which one is this Yukun? How many masters is it? Anyway, it must be his grandfather's.

Zhong Laosan looked at the eagle and the calf, and called the one who came with him to go back to the village to find someone, and asked a few more people to carry the calf down.

It wasn't until after dawn that seven or eight men came up, taking poles and ropes, and carrying the calves down the mountain, and when they had picked them up and carried them down the mountain, the sun had reached the west mountain, and the cattle and sheep should return to the circle.

The fifth child drove the cow in the head, and the grandfather led Zhang Xingming and his brother to drive the sheep down the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, almost to the house, I suddenly heard the sound of the gong from the Nangou house, and it was not as loud as the gong, a little stuffy, and then there were people in the village who began to knock, and after a few minutes there were people knocking from the west of the village to the east of the village, and then people kept running out of the house, running from the east of the village to the west of the village, and then running along the road to the Nangou house.

Grandpa put his hand on the pergola and looked at the south ditch, looked at it for a while, and said, "Is the old Yang family or the old Liu family on fire?" ”

Zhang Xingming asked, "Then who struck the gong?" Grandpa lowered his head and walked down the mountain and said, "Your grandma struck, how can there be a gong, but you are usually not allowed to knock on the copper basin." Look at it, as soon as you knock on the villagers, they will run over there, if you let you knock it back, you won't be beaten in vain, right?" Zhang Xingming touched his buttocks, saying that after he was reborn, he would have been beaten once, it was a real beating. In the last life, I remembered that my grandmother's house had such a copper basin, which was rarely used, and this time I came to see it, and I couldn't help but knock it a few times with a stick, but my grandmother almost opened her ass with a broom pimple on a broom, and I really pumped it hard, and now I feel painful to touch it.

Now he understands that this is the current automatic fire alarm system in the countryside, but it is much faster than people running and passing the word, from the mountain to see more than 20 people running over, this reaction speed is not similar to that in the city in later generations, and it may be faster.

At this time, you can clearly see that there is a fire, black smoke has risen, more than ten meters high, it is the old Yang family, the first one on the side of the road, it is very recognizable.

When Grandpa put the sheepfold into the pen, locked the door, and then led the little brothers back home, the fire had been extinguished, and the people in the village were walking back, and there were a few grizzled people, and it seemed that the fire just now was not small.

When he entered his house, it was dark and the lights were not lit, Zhang Xingming went to pull the switch a few times, but there was no response, so he shouted: "Grandma, why is the light not on?"

Grandma was preparing to eat and said, "The power is out, Lao Yang's household appliances are on fire, the child's arms are all electrified, stay away from electricity in the future, listen?"

Zhang Xingming blinked his eyes, remembering his previous life, didn't the wires on the telephone pole fall and knocked his child's arm off? How did this turn into a fire? I don't understand, I used to help my grandfather light wax and stand on the table, grandma brought the food in, and my brother had already taken off his shoes and waited at the table.

After sitting down at the table and serving the meal, Grandma poured herself and Grandpa a glass of wine, and said, "How can the wire on the pole still fall? Mrs. Yang listened to the screams and went out to see the children, and the fire came out of the kang here, setting the house on fire. I happened to be in the courtyard, listening to the howl of Mrs. Yang's father, and when I saw that there was smoke on the roof of his house. Fortunately, people came quickly, close to the river, and it didn't burn, but the roof leaked. "Squeak a sip of wine, smack your mouth, and take a bite of food. "It's a pity for that kid. ”

When Zhang Xingming heard it, oh also, the things he remembered had not changed, and he put down a little hanging heart.

Like the previous life, the next day, Lao Yang's family moved away, and the house was empty, and no one lived in it anymore, and it was later used by Boss Zhong and his father as a sheepfold.

The next night, Grandpa went to herd sheep again, so he didn't ask Zhang Xingming and his brothers to follow, probably because he was frightened by the big old eagle. When I came back in the evening, I took back some beef from the team, which was a really rare treasure in the countryside at that time, and at that time, it was a crime to kill cattle for the crime of "sabotaging agricultural production" and was to be shot. Even the cow itself has to be reported layer by layer when it is sick and died, and a special person will check it to see if it is really sick and dead.

Dinner was roast beef, but grandma didn't know how to make it, and the preparation was like pork stew, and there were few people who knew how to make beef at that time.

Zhang Xingming had no choice but to go into battle, uh, to command on the side. Cut the beef into pieces with a horizontal fascia meat pattern, grab it with soy sauce, and cut the potatoes into pieces, at this time, there are not so many seasonings and exquisiteness, and there is not even monosodium glutamate in the countryside. Stir-fry the green onion and garlic, put it in and stir-fry a few times, put some soy sauce, add water, put a few pitted hawthorns in it, boil over high heat, remove the fire from the small lid and simmer. At that time, monosodium glutamate was called Ajinomoto, and monosodium glutamate was invented and imported by small RB, so it was the name of RB, which was actually a processed extract of sea intestines.

Veal is cooked quickly, and hawthorn is added, ten minutes, the aroma will penetrate the pot, the soup will be thickened, a simple version of potato roast beef is good, bud rice noodles and pickles, served on the table to eat.

Lying in the quilt, Zhang Xingming kept touching his stomach and holding on, and after coming back from rebirth, it was the first time he had eaten such a delicious thing. My brother was even more unbearable, he fell asleep on the kang a few minutes after eating, and his grandmother undressed him and stuffed him in the quilt and didn't wake up. After eating, the blood and qi go to the stomach, and the child basically pours after eating too much.

Veal, it's delicious.

ps: I didn't even know that I was on the new book list fifty, and I asked for support for the collection recommendation, and I dreamed of thirty this week.