Out of the teahouse, Zhao Liumao looked up at the sky, there was still a mouthful of baked cakes on the flat ground in the distance, so he turned around and went to Zhu Erquan's incense and candle shop, bought some incense candle paper money, and planned to burn it to the poor woman in the dream when passing by the willow tree. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhao Liumao thought all the way, what should I name this baby?

It's not easy to raise a name that is too expensive, Zhao Liumao only hopes that this baby can grow up peacefully, and at the same time hopes that he can have a little bit of interest. Zhao Liumao has lived for more than 30 years, but he has never even been to the neighboring village, he hopes that this baby can live a little bit and stop being looked down upon like him. Zhao Liumao thought about it again and again, and before he knew it, he was under the old willow tree. He inserted the incense candle, took out the fire fold and lit the incense candle, held the abandoned baby who had not yet been named on his lap, and read while burning paper money: "This baby's mother, although you and I don't know each other, but there is also fate, this baby I will raise him well, and I will never treat him badly, you can rest assured to go, in the next life, you will go to a good family, don't suffer these hardships again!" ”

"Come, baby, kowtow to your mother!" Zhao Liumao hugged the abandoned baby, nodded his head down three times, held his little hand and burned a few pieces of paper money, and also bowed to the old willow tree three times, and then got up to leave.

"Dead Zhu Peel, Dead Fat Woman, only know how to call me to work, and then give me a bowl of cold rice! Dead Cuihua, I don't know how to give me a piece of meat to eat! "I don't know why, Cuihua actually gave Xiao Wuwa a bowl of leftover rice today, the fly in the ointment is that there is not even a piece of pickle head, but Xiao Wuwa obviously saw Zhu Fugui eating meat, a piece of fat pork belly, just thinking about it makes people unbearable. If you can eat such a bowl of shiny pork belly, let him die now!

Probably because of the bowl of cold rice, Xiao Wuwa suddenly felt that it was not bad to walk alone at night. In the past, he trotted all the way behind Zhao Liumao's buttocks, catching up breathlessly, but now without Zhao Liumao, he actually got the blue eyes of Cuihua - he knew that he should let Zhao Liumao go first every day! It's all Zhao Liumao who ruined his peach blossom luck!

Pleasant things can always make people forget something, Xiao Wuwa hummed a little song, only to see two fires jumping under the old willow tree in front, not big, like two ghost eyes.

"Ahh Xiao Wuwa was so frightened that she ran away, and said in her mouth as she ran: "Amitabha! Amitabha! Amitabha! ”

As the saying goes, a cheap name is easy to raise, and this baby is still picked up, Zhao Liumao thought about it and decided to name the baby a dog. Dog, dog, there are so many people in the world who call Dog that they are like stars in the sky, so God doesn't know which one is his dog.

"Dog—"

The abandoned baby in his arms unexpectedly responded: "Bha-"

Zhao Liumao couldn't believe it, and was stunned at the door of the house and called again: "Dog? ”

Ah Gou smashed his mouth, opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Liumao, his eyes were black and shiny, and his mouth "babbled" again. Zhao Liumao was overjoyed, holding a dog and tears raining down: "I have a son!" ”

"I've got a son—"

Zhao Liumao entered the house and first put the rice given by Cuihua on the three-legged table next to the wall, then hurriedly put Ah Gou on the bed, and picked some of the herbs given by Doctor Huang, hung up the rest, poured a sip of cold water and hurriedly made a fire to fry the soup. Ah Gou has been a lot more lively these days, babbling in his mouth from time to time, his eyes are open for a while and closed for a while, and when he opens his hands, his hands and feet are grabbing in the air, and the more Zhao Liumao looks at it, the happier he becomes.

While cooking the medicine, Zhao Liumao found a bamboo basket and came out, spread an old coat inside, and tried to put Ah Gou in it, the size was just right. Zhao Liumao moved an old chair and put it next to the stove, put the bamboo basket on it, and talked to Ah Gou while busy. Ah Gou seemed to understand Zhao Liumao's words, and babbled twice from time to time, Zhao Liumao's face was flushed with joy, and the green smoke that slipped out of the stove also softened.

After decocting the medicinal soup and cooking the rice soup, Zhao Liumao wiped Ah Gou's body, and fed Ah Gou to drink rice soup, until he put Ah Gou to sleep, he realized that he was hungry. He remembered that there were still bowls of rice and pickles on the table, so he took his baggage and sat down by the stove to eat, but he didn't want to open it until he realized that it was a bowl of white rice. Zhao Liumao's heart was warm, he carefully poured the rice into the jar, and found that there were two eggs hidden inside, and tears blinded his eyes again.

Cuihua is such a good girl.

Zhao Liumao thought like this, hid the eggs in the basket under the bed, and planned to wait for Ah Gou's body to be neat before cooking it for Ah Gou, so he ate two pickles and drank the leftover rice soup from Ah Gou, and went to bed.

The woman really didn't come back, Zhao Liumao slept very peacefully, and when he woke up, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, he straightened up half of his body and naturally went to see the dog in the bed first. Ah Dog slept very soundly, his small mouth was closed one by one, there was still spit hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his little face was smaller than the day he was picked up, it was really bitter baby!

Ah Gou doesn't have to drink reed root soup today, Zhao Liumao still boiled rice soup, and Ah Gou actually drank two more sips than usual. Zhao Liumao fried mugwort leaves and dogwood water to wash Ah Gou's eyes according to Dr. Huang's instructions, thinking that he would also pick some mugwort leaves and come back to dry them in the next two days. For many years, only Zhao Liumao lived in this house, but now it is different, this house lives in the two of them, and he can't let people see jokes.

Zhao Liumao washed his head and face, carefully cleaned up himself and Ah Gou, and then carried Ah Gou on his back and carried incense candles to see Zhao Laotie. Zhao Liumao cleared the weeds in front of his father's grave, held a handful of soil in front of the grave, knelt down and lit incense and candles.

In the past few days, Zhao Liumao, who has been taking care of the dog, has only known the difficulties of his father back then, and it is no wonder that he will ruthlessly give his daughter away. One more person means one more mouth to eat, and the two thin fields at home can't support so many people.

"Dad, the Zhao family - there is a queen!" Zhao Liumao hugged Zhao Agou and cried bitterly in front of Zhao Laotie's grave, Agou touched Zhao Liumao's face with his little hand, and his mouth was muttering, as if he was saying Daddy don't cry.

"Dad, look, Ah Dog is sensible!"

"Dog, come, kowtow to Awen—"

The people who said yesterday that they were going to give Zhao Liumao a hand are really here today, carrying anti-hoes, picking dustpans, moving ladders, and some people carrying thatch from their own homes. Zhao Liumao still has two bundles of straw left over from the previous year behind his house, and the corner of the broken house is barely enough. Everyone was busy digging and mud in their hands, and they were making fun of each other in their mouths, and the noise alarmed the old nun of the Guanyin Temple next to her, and the old nun came out to take a look, and everyone immediately shut up and stepped up their work.

The old nun's common name is Bagu, and she fled to Wutang Village when she fled in her early years, and she didn't know where she was and what her family name was, so she settled next to the broken temple at the end of the village anyway. Seeing that she was pitiful, Wang Dashan's father, Mrs. Wang, sent her a piece of wasteland behind the Guanyin Temple that no one in the village wanted to cultivate, but she didn't expect to let her plant it in two years.

At that time, there was only a dilapidated house, a confession and a clay statue of the Bodhisattva in the Guanyin Temple, and the eighth aunt recited scriptures in the temple when she had nothing to do, rarely talking to people, and I don't know how she cultivated a pair of eyes that are good at seeing life and death. The villagers of Wutang Village respected and feared her, so they called her the Eight Immortal Gu. With the care of the Wang family, the incense in the Guanyin Temple is still passable.

The Eight Immortal Gu saw that the originally enthusiastic crowd suddenly cooled down, and only buried herself in work, knowing that she had seen herself, so she turned around and went in again.