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In the early days of reform and opening up, they breathed fresh air, absorbed the rich and colorful modern culture, and came together with a vision and dream of a better life in the future.

Although they are gone now, the beautiful cultural life they have brought to the people of Shandi Village, the cultural and entertainment performances "umbrella umbrella", street dance, and the wonderful and beautiful stage corners created by the two of them, such as Xiaoqin and Xiaoerhei, etc., are still unforgettable.

People always think of them in their leisure time, and at this time people often show an inexhaustible regret!

Now the murmuring of the stream was gone, and the bitter cold had frozen it, forming a thick layer of ice, which zigzagged into the distance, like a white python coiled around the village, and became a natural skating rink for the mountains.

On this morning, the weather was clear, and the sun's rays were cast on the winding ice, reflecting a strong light that pierced people's eyes.

And it is rare to have such a good weather on this cold day, this is the golden time for the children in the village to go out to play, so the small urchins in the village gather on this ice to play and play.

Dabao saw that the children had gone to the river to play, so he said to his grandfather, "Grandpa, I will also go to the river to play!"

Liu Degui looked at his childish little grandson and said lovingly: "Go, come back after playing for a while, don't let grandpa look for you everywhere!"

"Hey!" Dabao turned and walked away from his legs, and ran towards the river.

As soon as he ran to the river, he heard a large group of children shouting, "Son of a murderer...... The murderer's son is here......"

Suddenly, the children who were playing and skating on the ice stopped skating and gathered around the big treasure group in the center.

Dabao retorted: "I am not the son of a murderer. ”

At this time, a little boy named Fat Pig came over, this child was a year older than Dabao, with a fat head and big ears, and a thick and tall body, half a head taller than Dabaozu.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Dabao's chest collar, pointed at Dabao's nose with his other finger and scolded viciously: "You are not the son of a murderer? Your father hacked your mother to death with a kitchen knife and died in the cornfield, are you not the son of a murderer?"

Dabao was undaunted and replied loudly, "No!"

At this time, a little boy named Lai Mao Dog rushed up and scolded, "Where did you give birth from the butt of a cow?"

The fat pig laughed and added, "Yes, you were born out of the butt of a cow?"

Dabao said: "You curse!"

The fat pig immediately said, "What's wrong with scolding you, and beating you!" After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and slapped Dabao twice in the face. At the same time, Lai's "hairy" dog also rushed up and kicked Dabao!

At this time, Dabao held back the tears in his eyes, covered his red little face and said, "I sue my grandfather, you beat people!"

The fat pig laughed again, and said with a smile: "Sue, sue, who is afraid of your stupid grandfather? Your grandfather is a stubborn donkey!"

Then the children laughed, and then they all shouted, "Yes, stubborn donkey!"

A little boy named Ma Erpao rushed up, grinning, "showing" his mutilated teeth and laughing and mocking: "Stubborn donkeys can only grind!"

There was a little boy who said in a weird way: "I can't pull the grind, I can only, pull the donkey!"

The children are laughing again!

At this time, Liu Degui shouted from afar: "Dabao...... Dabao ......"

The group of children suddenly screamed, "Run, the stubborn donkey is coming!" and they scattered and fled.

At lunch, Liu Degui put rice in a small bowl for Dabao, urging Dabao to eat, but Dabao didn't eat, leaned against the edge of the earthen kang, and stood dumbfounded thinking about things.

After a long time, Liu Degui urged again: "Dabao, eat quickly! The meal will be cold after a while." ”

Liu Degui saw that Dabao didn't eat, so he picked up Dabao's small bowl and stuffed it into Dabao's hand. Dabao took the rice bowl and ate two bites, then put down the rice bowl and looked at his grandfather in a daze and asked, "Grandpa, am I the son of a murderer?"

As Liu Degui was eating, he "chuckled" in his heart, and suddenly thought: "Look at this matter, it is not only a disaster for this generation, but it will also affect the next generation! What can we do about this? Dabao is still young, and he is not sensible yet, so he will not understand it when he tells him...... What will he do in the future?"

He held the rice bowl and thought for a long time, he couldn't eat it anymore, so he put the rice bowl on the pot. After picking at the rope from his pocket for a while, he took out a black slag handkerchief and wiped his tears.

Dabao looked at his grandfather's expression blankly, and when he saw his grandfather crying, Dabao also cried "wow", and said while crying: "Grandpa, I won't ask!" and then stretched out two small hands to pick up his grandfather's rice bowl from the pot and stuff it into his grandfather's hand.

Seeing this, Liu Degui took the rice bowl from Dabao's small hand, put it on the pot and hugged Dabao violently, and the grandfather and grandson hugged each other and cried!

One morning, the sun was still warm and there was not a hint of wind, and there was nothing to do in the fields, so I could take a rest. People all came to the sunny place on the side of the street in groups of threes and twos, and sat down to chat and bask in the sun.

When the land arrives at every household, it is well managed, and the horses and feet are not 'chaotic'. When it's time to plough the ground, when it's time to send manure, when it's time to sow seeds, everyone knows it in their hearts and proceeds in an orderly manner. Due to the careful hoeing and planting of every family, the yield is also increasing year by year.

In the past, during the big pot rice period, the croppers crawled in the field all year round, and there was no day of rest, unless they were sick and lying on the kang, otherwise, I'm sorry, the cadres of the brigade and the working group in the countryside will urge you to go to the ground.

In the spring, we urge sowing, in summer, we weed, and in autumn, we harvest in autumn, and in winter, we count nine cold days, the weather is cold, and the dripping water turns into ice, and people can't even stretch out their hands, and they don't let the crops rest, so they want to concentrate on land infrastructure construction in the "big village of agriculture." As a result, the poorer and poorer the crops, and the yield of the crops became lower and lower.

So people started talking. "In the past, you didn't have a free time all year round to sit down and rest. People who work in the city can take a day off after working for six or seven days in a row after a week, but we, who are suffering lumps, can't take a day off all year round. ”

A middle-aged man with a sarcoma on the back of his neck said, "Ahem! Not to mention that you can usually sit here and rest like you do now, even if you are not allowed to rest during the New Year." Didn't the working group in the countryside propose a revolutionary Spring Festival one year?"

A few older ones chimed in, "Not really!"

A middle-aged man said: "That year, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, I was also allowed to work in the field, and when I got up early in the morning, the captain shouted, "I went to work in the field, and no one can ask for leave, and I will be deducted from my work if I ask for leave!" So people got up early, picked up baskets and went to the ground, and they couldn't even wear a new clothes. When I came back from breakfast, I hurriedly ate a dumpling, and after eating, I was forced to pick up the basket and put it on the ground.

A young man asked, "What are you doing in the fields?"

The middle-aged man said: "It's nothing, it's just to let people use baskets to pick up stones to repair the ground and repair the weir in the crop field, anyway, they can't let you rest, and those cadres will be unhappy when they see the people resting!"

"It's still the current policy!" said the man with a sarcoma on his neck.

"Yes, there is so much freedom now, each family can plant their own land well, and no one has to take care of the other. ”

Liu Degui's family continued to be murdered, and three people died one after another, and the people chatting talked about Liu Degui's family again.

"Something is wrong with Liu Degui's family, right? Why do you always have accidents, and old people die?"

"Yes, in less than a year, the five people are gone!"

"It's so miserable!, five coffins were brought out in a year, and a grave pile was piled up on the grave every once in a while. ”

There was an old man who stroked the yellow and white beard on his chin and said thoughtfully: "In my opinion, his family is always afraid that there is a problem with the feng shui of any piece." Whenever something big happens in the family, whether it is good or bad, Feng Shui is at work. Those who are rich and powerful pay attention to this feng shui. This feng shui is yin house feng shui and yang house feng shui, both of which are very important. Yin house feng shui is the tomb and cemetery where the dead live, and yang house feng shui is the house and yard where the living live. ”

At this time, a young man said: "I heard my grandfather say that one day last year there was a white-bearded Mr. Yin and Yang in our village, and when he walked to the gate of Liu Degui's house, he exclaimed, saying that the feng shui of his yard was not right, and he wanted to enter Liu Degui's house to complain about Liu Degui's house, but there was no one in Liu Degui's house, and the gate was locked. At this time, my grandfather happened to pass by his door, and this feng shui gentleman asked my grandfather to tell Liu Degui's family, saying that they should quickly renovate this yard, this yard is a coffin yard, if it is not transformed, there will be a bloody disaster within 100 days!

This Mr. Yin and Yang is gone, my grandfather has been waiting for Liu Degui to come back at the door of his house, anxious to tell him about the situation, and finally waited for Liu Degui to come, my grandfather quickly relayed Mr. Yin and Yang's words to him, who knows that Liu Degui stiffened his neck, two bull's eyes glared and said: "That's nonsense! I don't believe in that evil!" My grandfather was bored and walked away. ”

After hearing this, the old man with the yellow and white beard was surprised and asked, "Ah?

The young man nodded, and then asked the old man with the yellow and white beard, "Are you saying this is true?"

The old man with the yellow and white beard said: "Anyway, no one can tell this thing, you say it is false, some things are fulfilled, you say it is true, but you can't see it, you can't 'touch' it, you can't say it, you can't tell it, you can't tell it." ”

The young man asked the old man with the yellow and white beard, "Uncle Huang, if there are any other things that have been fulfilled, tell us about them." ”

At this time, a few young people next to him also came up and said, "Yes, what good stories do you have to tell us?"

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