In the afternoon, the winter of Donghe is lazy, there is no work in the field, everyone is too lazy to take a nap after eating, the men will gather at the water mill at the head of the village to play cards, and most of the female dependents gather in the big courtyard to make shoe soles, knit sweaters, embroider flowers, weave bamboo baskets, patch clothes, and make tiger pillows. www.biquge.info At this time, children generally do not run around, and when women work together, it is also the time when they are most attentive to take care of children.

As in the past, a few hairy children have eaten enough, snuggling on the half-section of the earthen wall outside the compound to bask in the sun, most of them are not for basking in the sun, because there is a white-bearded grandfather will also lean on crutches, sitting on a wide twist chair to bask in the sun, he does not seem to be basking in the sun, he is always half-squinted and half-open, as if he is asleep, in the child's opinion, his beard, hat, oblique cotton jacket, nose tip, low ear tip is full of stories, he is about a hundred years old, only a lot more. The newspaper came to interview before, and the old man broke up the crowd with a cane, and scolded fiercely: "You people who have suffered a thousand cuts, you rabbits and lambs, say that I am a hundred years old, it is better to scold me as a king!" Remember! "Originally, everyone had good intentions and came to the old man to find some old stories, but he was scolded by the old man so that he couldn't figure out the way he came. His little great-granddaughter-in-law brought him home, and he turned around and scolded him again, "Little lamb, rabbit cub, a thousand knives。。。。。。 ”

I heard that in the Qing Dynasty, the old man's father was an official in the capital, and he didn't end well, so he settled here with a few family members. Their surnames are not written or shouted! It is possible that the surname used was changed on the way out of the capital. Naturally, the old man is also a little knowledgeable, he likes Dream of Red Mansions, and the traditional Dream of Red Mansions next to him has been turned over, like an antique. He asked his little great-granddaughter-in-law to read Dream of Red Mansions before she had to fall asleep. He doesn't get tired of children, and the children of Tujiao Village like to stroke his gray beard when he is half asleep. They are pulled one by one, and the child thinks that this will not be noticed. They liked to see the old man's beard shaking, and pulling one off would make his whole beard twitch for a while. He was very big, and he needed help to walk, or he would fall. He has two crutches, and his little great-granddaughter-in-law is his other crutch.

"Old bark grandpa, tell us about the Dream of Red Mansions!" His face was like old bark, as the children called it. Niu Shao likes to run over after he coughs a few times and pesters the old man to tell stories.

He smiled, the skin under his face trembled, he snorted a few times, straightened up, and sang in a Beijing accent: "Accompany the distinguished guest to make a trivial matter, and accompany the maid to make your face shine." Since ancient times, the world has been knowledgeable, and the practice of human feelings is the article. It's a pity that you don't know how to learn from the world, and you have left aside the career economy. I'm afraid that it is difficult for mediocre talents to become pillars, and there is no hope for the family and the country. After singing, I sang in the tone of Yue Opera. When he sang 'Accompany the distinguished guest to make trivial gestures, accompany the maid and make your face shine', his face was full of hideousness, as if the children around him were all Baoyu, and he couldn't wait to step forward and raise his ears one by one to teach him a hard lesson, and when he sang 'Yu family and country are hopeless', his face was full of sadness, and his whole body suddenly leaked on the chair, half-squinted his eyes, facing the sun, and no longer spoke. The sun seemed to be his life, and the little great-granddaughter-in-law knew that he didn't like the dark, so she turned on two lamps in the house, one on the roof and one on the cabinet in front of the bed, and the lamp on the cabinet could be turned on the knob.

The children don't like to play in his room, the room is full of antique furniture that ordinary people don't use, and the portrait of the old man's father, eerie, in their opinion, only the old bark old man in the sun is breathing, because the old bark old man in the room will only lie flat on the bed, motionless. What made the child even more frightened was that there was a black lacquered coffin in his side room, lying quietly in the room, just like the old bark grandfather lying on the bed, not moving. The door to the side room was wide, and the child wondered if the black-lacquered coffin was as old as the old bark grandfather. Sometimes, when the weather is good, a group of people are brave and look at the crack in the door, in fact, it is not called looking, it is called flashing, and some children are scared away by their own whistling at all.

The afternoon with the story is perfect, but the most perfect thing is to be able to eat taro and carrots in the hearth, and quack soybeans stewed in an enamel jar. When the skin of the taro is untied, it will smell a strong fragrance; The carrot was taken out of the hearth, basically burned, a carrot peeled off, wiped everywhere grass ash charcoal ash, and always could not be peeled clean, smelled also burnt, chewed in the mouth at first a little sweet, but the tail is astringent and bitter. Because the child has heard the story of the little ginseng fruit, he can always endure such an ending. Sometimes they will throw half a carrot on the ground, waiting for the hen to come with the chicks to grab it, and watch the big rooster protect the hen and fight with another group of roosters. It wasn't until the yard was full of smoke and abuse that a group of children hid under the corner and pretended to bask in the sun. They put the quacky soybeans in their pockets, and when they ran out of heat, the shiny exploding soybeans came out of their pockets and stuffed them into their mouths. Most of the children have to eat standing up, because the big rooster always attacks their fingers when people are not looking, and the soybeans may not happen to eat the rooster's mouth, but the soybeans must have rolled far away. Eventually, the fragrant, rattling bean will land in the chicken's mouth, even if it is buried in the snow or soaked in the rain, rolling into the dirt or falling into a pile of thinned cow dung.

As dusk approached, the mother was about to cook, and the women compared their needlework with each other, laughing and laughing and going back to their homes.

The little great-granddaughter-in-law also dispersed, and the old bark grandfather was still basking in the sun, and he had to move three or four times in an afternoon in order to keep up with the sun's brilliance.

Someone at the head of the village shouted, "Look! Isn't this Niu Run? Niu Run is Niu Shao's elder brother, his family has been grinding sesame oil for several generations, Niu Run is the same as Niu Shao, he likes to listen to the old bark grandfather tell stories the most, in fact, his story is the part of Jia Zheng scolding Baoyu in the dream of Red Mansions: accompany the distinguished guest to make a trivial complaint, and accompany the maid to make your face shine. Since ancient times, the world has been knowledgeable, and the practice of human feelings is the article. It's a pity that you don't know how to learn from the world, and you have left aside the career economy. I'm afraid that it is difficult for mediocre talents to become pillars, and there is no hope for the family and the country. Niu Run grew up listening to this story, and listened to it countless times, and this story accompanied his childhood and was admitted to college.

Niu Run is the first college student in Tujiao Village.

"Old bark grandpa, I'm Niu Run! I'm back from school! Niu Run put the schoolbag on his shoulder and stuffed the mung bean cake in his hand into the old man's mouth.

The old man took a bite and waved his hand, as if to say, "Child! You can't eat! ”

A group of children came forward and grabbed the mung bean cake in Niu Run's hand, Niu Run took out a packet, pushed and handed it to the army, and asked him to divide it equally among everyone.

The old man was still basking in the sun, and he smashed the sweetness in his mouth, as if he was smiling, as if he was greeting Niu Run.

The sky at dusk is multicolored, at least creamy yellow. The sun slowly sets behind the mountain, as if it were a puppet being led, and when it falls, it jumps up a little bit due to inertia, which makes the children very excited, because it will be a little later than dark.

The burning clouds were the children's palette, and they found rare colors in the clouds, such as pink peach, pale rose, purple eggplant, strawberry red, goose yellow, and some were intense, like ointment on the stage; Some are light, like a bride's pink makeup. No matter what kind of concubine, it is good-looking, and children are reluctant to blink, because of the effort of blinking, the color has changed, and the shape has changed. The shape of the clouds changes with the change of color, and there are many shapes such as heavy animals such as horses, cows, and elephants. Kids love to see the shape of elephants. The elephant in the picture is not vivid, the elephant in the sky will change color, will slowly shake its nose and tail, will kneel on one knee and then run again, it is much more spectacular than the movie shown by the commune,

When Tiangong put away the paint plate, the mother began to call the child home, the dog began to get excited, the barking of the dog was hidden behind the mother's voice, and it was transmitted to the ancient tower on the edge of the sky, and the sound was collected by the ancient tower, leaving a silence.

When the darkness falls, there is always a moment of silence, and the children parted goodbye, their faces were dusty and low, and they would jump back unless there was a roasted cabbage stew and pork at home.

At this time, because the family had children, the people of Donghe Tujiao Village turned on the electric lights, and there were trivial words, lengthy abuse, bursts of laughter, and chatter and quarrels from the village. The clanging of dishes, the hoarse barking of dogs, the snoring of sows in the pigsty, the muffled mooing of old scalpers。。。。。。 The water of the East River flowed quietly, and the seven fairy claws lit up the lamps, and the stars shimmered, driving away the darkness of the stars. Darkness is a matchbox, when all the fire is burned, put it horizontally, vertically, step on it, and the box will be lonely black.

Every night at nine o'clock, someone slipped around the village to beat the gong and repeatedly shouted: "Be careful of the candles, fire and theft." "For the people of Tujiao Village, fire prevention is much more cautious than theft prevention. Today is the Niu family on duty, Niu Run is back, and he took his father's errand, he picked up the gong and shouted in a childish voice: "Be careful of the candle, fire and theft." This makes people think of "accompany the distinguished guest to make trivial complaints, and accompany the maid to make your face shine". Baoyu can't think of fireworks in the world of "be careful of fire candles, fire prevention and theft". In Niu Run's heart, it really has a mark.

The passing East River flows quietly, even though it is covered with thick ice. The East River flows with the blood of Tujiao Village, where all irrigation is drawn.

Children love the East River, and children's dreams often happen on the East River. An old man with a white beard and white eyebrows sat on a clumsy old tortoise that slowly floated in the East River with its fat paws. The old grandfather floated down beside the child, carrying a basket of stories on his back, and the old man tilted the basket down, and what eight immortals, the Monkey King, Zhu Bajie, the long-haired girl, Zhou Papi, Wu Song, the Queen Mother, Nezha, all fell to the ground, and instantly became vivid. The children were jumping, competing with Wu Song in martial arts, singing with the long-haired girl, beating Zhou Peeling, stealing Zhu Bajie's rake, and shaving Zhou Peeling peanut field. Borrow Nezha's Hot Wheels to climb over the sky. Sit with the Monkey King.

"Oops! This kid is crazy during the day, and the quilt makes him pee and float! The mother cried out, echoing the sound of her palms slapping her buttocks, followed by the barking of dogs, which, instead of being taken away by the ancient tower, provoked the barking of dogs in countless villages in the distance, and then and again until dawn.