Wang Qiang and his uncle Chen Haipeng left the coal factory and walked to their great-grandfather's house. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info great-grandfather and great-grandmother live together, a few years ago Wang Qiang's grandfather just moved out, although Wang Qiang's grandfather brothers separated, but not very far from the great-grandfather's house, only about 20 meters, can also take care of.

The reason why Chenjiagou is called Chenjiagou is because the people here live in the ditch, the village is not very big, there are only about a dozen households, the village is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and only one side has a downhill road in the east-west direction.

In recent years, with the growth of population and the improvement of people's housing requirements, the younger generation of Chenjiagou has built their new homes on the flat land on the top of the cliff. Wang Qiang's grandmother's house also has a village base on the top of the cliff, which can be used to build a house, but it has not been used.

The coal factory also built the factory on the top of the cliff to make it easier for vehicles to enter and exit, and Chen Haipeng asked the village for a piece of land on the top of the cliff near the roadside.

Chen Haipeng led Wang Qiang along the slope road all the way down to his great-grandfather's house, which was a dirt road that connected Chenjiagou to the outside exchanges, as well as the farmers and his own land. The uphill and downhill sides of this road are the land of the village.

The door of his great-grandfather's house was still the two wooden doors that were not too big in Wang Qiang's memory, and Wang Qiang and his uncle entered the courtyard, although they had not seen the rabbit meat, and a fragrance had already come to their noses.

In front of the cave where my great-grandfather lived, the old man was lying on a bamboo recliner with his eyes closed and basking in the sun. In the cooking cave, I saw the smoke wafting from time to time, and I didn't have to go in to guess that my great-grandmother should be cooking the rabbit inside.

Wang Qiang and his uncle Chen Haipeng walked to the front of the recliner, and their maternal great-grandfather felt that something was blocking him from basking in the sun. When I opened my eyes, I found Chen Haipeng and Wang Qiang, I was very happy, and asked with a smile:

"Qiangqiang, when did you come?"

"Grandpa, I'll go to my uncle's coal factory in the morning, and I heard my uncle say that you have good things here, come and eat," Wang Qiang said with a smile.

"Come on, come on, those who see it have a share," said his maternal great-grandfather with a smile, "Your two uncles and nephews, I don't know how to give filial piety to my elders, and you still come here to eat and drink with me, an old man."

"Grandpa, you don't smoke or drink, let me honor you," Chen Haipeng said with a smile.

"Uncle, you can buy some food for your grandfather, like beef and mutton or something," Wang Qiang said with a smile, and after speaking, he took a small horse and sat in front of his maternal great-grandfather to beat the old man's legs.

The old man touched Wang Qiang's head, and said to Chen Haipeng with a smile: "It's still my grandson who hurts me, and your grandson hurts in vain."

"Grandpa, I heard my uncle say that this rabbit fell from the top of the cliff by itself?" Wang Qiang asked as he looked up and asked.

"That's what happened," said my great-grandfather, who was lying back in his chair.

"How could a rabbit fall off a cliff by itself, not to mention that it would have climbed, but it wouldn't have climbed, as long as it wasn't blind, it wouldn't fall off by itself," Wang Qiang said.

"Go there and see for yourself," said the old man, pointing in one direction without opening his eyes.

Wang Qiang stood up and walked over, and saw a gray animal skin hanging on the wall, which was not big, it should have belonged to the hare. Wang Qiang looked at the rabbit skin, but he didn't see anything, turned around and said, "This rabbit skin is nothing."

"Look at the windowsill yourself" Chen Haipeng sat on the maza he had just sat on and was continuing the work that Wang Qiang had just done, and said angrily.

Wang Qiang turned his head to look at the windowsill and found more than a dozen pieces of iron sand on the windowsill.

Wang Qiang walked back, looked at his uncle and asked, "Uncle, was this rabbit shot before it fell?"

"Nonsense, didn't you just say, the rabbit won't fall off on its own, it must have been shot, I cleaned up all morning yesterday," Chen Haipeng said.

"I see. The rabbit was shot by a hunter, and as a result, it ran to the top of the yard of the grandfather and fell down. Grandpa, you're so lucky, you can let you meet this."

When his maternal great-grandfather heard Wang Qiang say that he was an old man, he smiled and didn't say anything.

At noon, my great-grandmother came out with a bowl of rabbit meat, and the rest was still in the pot.

Wang Qiang and Chen Haipeng ate a piece of meat alone, and their maternal great-grandfather and maternal great-grandmother also ate some, and the meat in the bowl was gone.

After his uncle Chen Haipeng finished eating the rabbit meat, he looked at his maternal great-grandfather and said:

"Grandpa, let's have another bowl, I haven't eaten it yet."

My great-grandfather looked at my uncle angrily and said, "It's just such a big rabbit, and you can still eat it openly?" You have both eaten, and the others have not eaten yet, so leave some for others." Didn't eat well and ate noodles later."

Wang Qiang and Chen Haipeng each ate bowls of noodles at their great-grandfather's place, and after eating, the two were just about to leave, when their great-grandfather stopped Chen Haipeng and said:

"Haipeng, come here and smash these bones" There are already leftover rabbit bones and a small hammer at his feet.

Uncle used to smash the bones left over from eating meat with a hammer, Wang Qiang looked at his great-grandmother and asked:

"Grandma, what did Grandpa ask my uncle to smash these bones?"

"Feed the chickens with these things," said my great-grandmother with a smile.

"Feed the chickens?" Wang Qiang wondered.

"Well, in the past, people didn't eat enough, how could there be food to feed the chickens, your grandfather often went to the town to pick up some animal bones and came back to smash them to feed the chickens, and now although people are slowly starting to raise chickens with leftovers, there is no need to pick up bones, but there are bones at home, they will still be smashed to feed the chickens, and they are hungry and afraid" The maternal great-grandmother sighed.

Wang Qiang remembered that his father Wang Wenhu also said that when he was a child, he was hungry and had no food to eat, and the adults in the family came back from the field every day and cooked, always eating the people who worked first, and the children were in the back.

The great-grandfather's family used to be bad, and the grandfather and they had five brothers and sisters, in order to support this big family, the great-grandfather must have suffered a lot, and now the grandfather and their generation have started a family, and the country's policy is better, but the great-great-grandfather who has experienced a hard life has formed the unique living habits of their generation, and many of these habits are worthy of learning from Wang Qiang's generation.

When his uncle Chen Haipeng helped Wang Qiang's maternal great-grandfather smash all the bones, his maternal great-grandfather let them go, and when he returned to the coal factory, his uncle Chen Haipeng said to Wang Qiang:

"Qiangqiang, I have two days off on the weekend, and I'll go back tomorrow afternoon."

"No, uncle, there's nothing going on here, I'll go back this afternoon," Wang Qiang said.

"Okay, why don't you send it to your uncle," Chen Haipeng looked at Wang Qiang and said.

"That's the best, thank you, uncle," Wang Qiang said with a smile.