Halfway up the mountain, the old Li Tou's family has raised a stupid son, who is three or four years old and still can't shout and speak, and will only look at people with his overly big black eyes.

The village is in the mountains, far away from the city, surrounded by mountains, very remote, the villagers are pitiful, only 34 families are of the same clan and surname, all of them are related to each other. Everyone has no sense of making money, and there is no way to make money, and it seems that they can't find anything else to do when they plant their own one-third of an acre.

When it comes to farming, both men and women in the village are particularly fond of chatting about other people's parents.

Three or four years ago, Lao Li and his family came back from the city with a little cub, and their family quickly became the most common gossip in the village.

From Lao Li Tou made a fortune outside, to whether the child was born to them, to whether the child had a problem...... There are all kinds of rumors in the village.

Lao Li Tou and their house are the only seedlings in his father's generation, and his father only has one son, so although he is close to the people in the village, he can't get close to him. Lao Li's father died early, the widow had a lot of right and wrong in front of the door, and his mother was a well-known shrew, so their family has not had a good relationship with the people in the village.

Their house is halfway up the hill in the outermost part of the village, and when they returned to the village, they spent some money to renovate the old house, and after that, the two of them lived their lives behind closed doors, rarely interacting with the people in the village, and their son never left the house for half a step, and more than half of the people in the village had never seen his son.

Of course, these do not prevent some people in the village, and their eyebrows are dancing and they say that Lao Li and his family picked up a fool outside and came back to raise him.

Lao Li and his family just wanted their son to go crazy, and they didn't even let go of fools.

Behind the scenes, many people are waiting to see the jokes of Lao Li's family.

"Winter cub, it's time to eat!" The first thing the grandmother did when she made dinner was to call her son into the house to eat.

She looked very old, her face was already fleshless, but now she was so thin that she only had a layer of salallow skin, wrinkled, and her hair was more than half white, and people in their fifties looked like they were in their sixties and seventies, and they were gloomy. Her excessively thin face made her look very sharp and difficult to get along with, but when her eyes fell on the little doll, the deep sunken eye sockets suddenly added a warm look, making her whole person come alive.

Grandma Sun shouted several times, and the little doll sitting under the locust tree blinked her excessively big eyes, stood up slowly, grabbed the small plastic stool under her ass with her skinny little paws, and walked towards the house with her little short legs.

Although the old house has been renovated, because he now has a son to raise, Lao Li Tou is not willing to spend too much money, so he mainly replaced the rotten tiles and built the holes in the walls to ensure that the house does not leak rain and can live in it.

Although the old house was cleaned up by Grandma Sun, it still exudes the atmosphere of decay everywhere.

The house is halfway up the mountainside, far away from other households in the village, there is no electricity meter and wire installed at home, the old-fashioned kerosene lamps and candles are used, the direction of the house is somewhat backlit, after noon, the sun does not shine into the yard, three or four o'clock in the afternoon, four or five o'clock, the house needs to be lit to see. Every day at this time, the winter cub will carry a small stool by itself, and go to the old locust tree in the yard to sit and play, and sit for an afternoon.

The winter cub likes the old locust tree in the yard very much, and after learning to walk, he likes to walk around this old locust tree that can't tell the age of the old plum. The winter cub is a very quiet baby, rarely crying and rarely losing his temper, but the fly in the ointment is that he also can't talk or smile, his face is beautiful, but his expression is pitiful, like a lifeless doll.

Lao Li and his wife also wondered if the winter cub had been suffocated in the mother's womb for too long and became a fool.

However, Lao Li Tou and his grandmother have been in the hospital for a few years, and they have seen what a real fool is like, eating and drinking Lazara is completely uncontrollable, and occasionally they will beat people. The winter cub is different, the winter cub has never peed his pants since he was a year old, and when he is hungry, he knows that he is looking for the old couple to eat, and now he will dress himself and eat by himself......

“…… Our winter cub is just a little slower to react, where is it stupid? Next time, let me see those who chew the root of their tongues and see that I don't tear their mouths! Grandma Sun muttered indignantly, and then brought the freshly prepared meal to the table with her hands and feet.

Lao Li Tou and his grandmother have fields in the village, and tending to the fields is much harder than working in the hospital, and after paying the national tax on yellow grain, there is not much left. In the past, when they went to the city, their fields were planted by two families with whom they had a good relationship, and the two families were responsible for the taxes. When they returned, they did not take back the fields and continued to let the two families plant, but in addition to paying them agricultural taxes, the two families also sent some rice and vegetable oil to their families every year.

Lao Li Tou and his grandmother paid for some food from the village, which was enough for their family of three to chew for a year.

The old couple also opened up the wasteland around the house, planted some vegetables and corn, and the three vegetarian dishes on the table without oil stars were grown by themselves, and the old corn was ground and used to feed the three hens in the family, and the eggs saved all went into the belly of the winter cub.

The winter cub is not a picky eater, but he clearly prefers meat to vegetarian dishes.

The village is closed, and if you want to buy meat on weekdays, you have to go to the town far away, and it takes half a day to go back and forth. Moreover, Lao Li Tou and his grandmother now have no stable jobs, and their only source of income is a few goats that are half the size of a small goat. The goats were bought in the town, and at that time, Lao Li Tou only planned to buy a ewe for the winter cubs as a teat, and the seller had to sell a few newborn lambs together, and Lao Li Tou had no choice but to buy them back. Unexpectedly, after the lamb was raised, it was also sold for some money, and as soon as the two old mouths of Lao Li were combined, they picked up the barren mountains around the old house and raised goats.

It costs almost nothing to raise goats, but goats grow slowly, and they can't sell for a few dollars a year, but fortunately, they don't have any big expenses to live in their hometown, and it is not surprising that the money from selling goats every year is enough to maintain their daily expenses.

However, the winter cubs are still young, but they are getting older year by year, and there will be more places to use money in the future, so although they still have a lot of savings in their hands, they don't dare to spend lavishly.

Except for the New Year's holidays, there is basically no meat at home.

Therefore, the winter cub cherishes the eggs that can only be eaten the next day.

Grandma Sun shook the steamed eggs that were yellow and tender in front of the winter cub, and patiently tempted softly: "Good cub, call Mom, Mom will give you steamed eggs." ”

The big black eyes of the winter cub glanced at the steamed eggs, and then looked directly at the grandmother-in-law, pursing her mouth and not planning to open her mouth at all.

The winter cub's hair was cut for him by his grandmother, it is a slightly silly watermelon head, fortunately, the winter cub is good-looking, the body is much thinner than children of the same age, but the face is fleshy, the delicate cheeks are fair and almost transparent, the eyelashes are dense and curled, and the pupils are more than two circles larger than ordinary people, very black but no luster, like a pool of stagnant water. Ordinary people were looked at by his strange big eyes, and they only felt panicked, Grandma Sun was used to it, she could even see Baba's desire from those lifeless eyes, with the little guy's silly hairstyle, Grandma Sun only lasted three seconds before she was defeated.

She touched the winter cub's head, resigned herself to putting the steamed egg in front of him, and murmured, "If the winter cub is willing to call me mom, even if I die immediately, I will be willing." ”

Lao Li took a chopstick pickle, mixed it into the rice, and scolded: "What can't die, don't say something unlucky in front of your son!" ”

The origin of the winter cub is really weird, three or four years have passed, and Lao Li still does not dare to recall the scene of the night the winter cub was born. According to his original idea, he didn't want to raise a winter cub at all, but he couldn't help his grandson, who was already a little crazy about wanting a child. had to secretly raise the child, and lost his job in the city, hid back to his hometown in the countryside, and lived a life with his back to the loess again.

Regret it?

To say that there is no regret at all is definitely a lie, but ......

The winter cub scooped a spoonful of steamed eggs and sent it to Lao Li Tou, and his stagnant eyes looked at him directly, until Lao Li Tou's heart melted quickly, and he was busy and said: "Winter cub is so good, you eat it yourself!" ”

The winter cub tilted his head, without any insistence, withdrew his paws and sent the smooth steamed egg into his mouth, smacked his mouth, his big eyes narrowed, and his demeanor instantly looked like a cat that had stolen a fishy one.

Some aftertaste swallowed the steamed eggs in his mouth, and the winter cub scooped a spoonful of steamed eggs and sent it to the grandmother, who pinched his cold little face, and smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Good cub eats by himself, mom will go to the village tomorrow to ask if anyone goes to the town, if anyone goes, mom will let you give you ** cake back." ”

Chicken cake!

The dark eyes of the winter cub seemed to light up, and this time, he did not take the spoon back, but sent it to the grandmother again.

Lao Li snorted sourly and said, "Give the child less sweet, beware of eating your teeth." ”

Mrs. Sun disagreed: "Our good cub's teeth are good, and he will change his teeth in the future, what kind of heart are you fooling?" ”

Old man Li took a pair of chopsticks and shredded potatoes, frowned and said, "A loving mother is a loser!" If someone goes to town tomorrow, you can ask someone to bring back two more catties of meat to make some meat and make up for the winter cubs. ”

Grandma Sun looked at the winter cub's too thin little body, her brows furrowed again, and she nodded emphatically.

After dinner, the winter cub took his little stool and sat down under the locust tree again, it was the height of summer, but the mountain was not very hot, and the tree was very shady. Lao Li Tou looked at the goats huddled together in the sheepfold, and made sure that all the sheep had obediently entered the pen, so he took an old pipe in his mouth, lay down on the rocking chair under the locust tree, and smoked while telling stories to the winter cubs. Lao Li Tou's cultural Cheng is not high, he can't recognize a few baskets of characters, and he can't tell any fairy tales at all.

He told the story to the winter cub, at first just to tease the winter cub to speak, the story was told for a year or two, the winter cub didn't even squeak, he wasn't even sure if the winter cub listened to him, but he himself developed a habit, every day before going to bed not to tell the winter cub such a half, he was uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the emperor paid off, Lao Li Tou persisted for so long, the winter cub was finally willing to give him a little reaction, recently when he told the story, the winter cub would look at him, he deliberately stopped in the wonderful place, and the winter cub would pull his sleeve and let him continue to tell.

All kinds of signs made Lao Li Tou firmly believe that the winter cub was not a fool.

“…… Sun Wukong killed the white bone spirit with a stick, and Tang Seng ...... "Lao Li Tou was talking about the highlights, and suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door outside.

"Uncle Gui, Uncle Gui, it's not good, something big has happened, something has happened!"