I was lying on a branch, and climbing such a tree was a breeze for me. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I am like a monkey who can think well, casually climb up, Xiao Ai is lying under me, he is like a deflated ball, because he doesn't like to watch this boring sacrifice, I can understand his helplessness and boredom, when a person is forced to do something for some reason, it must be extraordinarily tortured, passion is like pouring cold water.

The ears crawled on the branches of trees dozens of centimeters high from me, and the ears were not good at climbing anything, but he had to do it at the thought of not respecting the gods, and a few minutes ago, the ears learned to climb, because he also felt that there was no reason why he would not be able to do what others would, but there are things that no matter how much effort and courage you put in, if you can't learn it, if you can't learn it, if you can't get it, you can't get it, I calculated that he slid down three times, fell down once, because of the time crunch we had to give up and let him climb on his own, his ass was on top of my head, What a shame it was in the eyes of my father,

He will surely say: where is the dignity? I always wanted to ask him later.

Dad, is dignity worth exchanging for a lifetime of life and life? But now I just want to say that I went to his dignity, and in order to help him climb up, I did it, and after I put my ears up, I climbed up too.

I clung to the branches, I looked down at the altar at a forty-five degree angle, there was a stone on it, and I reminded Xiao Ai: Hey, there is something you want to see, don't hang on the tree like a dead snake, look.

Xiao Ai realized in a trance, and the dead snake seemed to come alive in an instant,

Xiao Ai: Yes, I forgot to look at the Divine Stone, he stepped over the branch and climbed above me at a place higher than my ear, he carefully observed the Divine Stone, compared to the stone in his hand, I also saw clearly, except for the difference in form, there is really no difference, the Divine Stone on the altar is a little deified, the reason why he is a little deified is because he has a kind of mystery, which is sought after by the public, and it is a bit like human walking by artificial or natural creation.

Xiao Ai: It seems to be the same, but it's ugly.

Me: It was sculpted by someone else, so it's not pretty.

Xiao Ai: Nonsense, don't talk nonsense, God will blame you, that's God's substitute God, and it can't be sorted out if we are the sons or relatives of that piece.

Ear: We also have a god, so don't we just want something?

Ai: We don't have a mage, and we don't know how to make him manifest.

Ear: What then.

Xiao Ai: I'll wait and see if I can manifest my spirit.

Me: You two don't scream, if the adults see it, I'll kill you.

Xiao Ai: I'm not afraid, because I have a spirit stone.

Me:, I don't know yet, and I'm not sure if there are gods or not. Xiao Ai: I don't believe it, you see...

I saw the sacred place of the people here, it was a square table, I remember that there was a book I read that there was a table of eight immortals, so I asked my father what was the table of eight immortals, he explained that this is a portrayal of this table, the four feet are above a rectangular plank, the whole looks like a cube, so the people here call it the square table, the square table is in the middle of the spirit stone, the front of the spirit stone is full of food, big rooster, pork, candy, rice, etc., and it is also full of silver treasure candles, I think this is really a very rich feast, But it was a stone that was offered, and I wondered if this would manifest itself.

I made a joke with Xiao Ai: Xiao Ai, let's go steal something on the table to eat.

Xiao Ai: Not yet, when they're over, I'll put the candy there for my children to grab.

Me: Have you robbed it?

Xiao Ai: I robbed it once, but they beat it.

Me: Them.

Xiao Ai: Yes, the overlord of children, no one dares to touch him.

Me: That's it!. I'd love to get into a fight.

Xiao Ai: You can't beat them, there are a lot of them.

Ear: They're so spirited.

Me: I'm angry.

Xiao Ai: Don't make any noise, the rain sacrifice is about to start, and it's not good to make noise to the gods.

I'm quiet, I don't want to disturb him, I don't want to disturb the divine deity in his heart. Before the mage came, the village chief had people stand in line, and here I have to tell you what he looks like, after all, he was an indispensable character in this childhood tragedy, we don't like to call him the village chief or some uncle, behind the scenes we always like to call him the bearded man. Because of his full beard, which is the densest primeval forest I've ever seen in a human body, Xiao Ai always teases his beard and says that if an ant falls into it, it will definitely get lost, and will curse this damn beard in a hurry. I think it's his small eyes, the huge face is like two watermelon cores, the small one makes me doubt a sentence, people's eyes are the skylight of the heart, if you say that, then how small is his heart, yes, his heart is very small, at least it gives me the feeling that this is the case, he is very unhappy to hear others call him bearded man, even if he adds an uncle, he will be angry and violent, he always likes to stare at his watermelon core, tell you what is respect.

I often wonder if his little eyes have something to do with his short body, and if so, I think I can forgive him for being short, because he is indeed shorter, and it's no wonder that he is destined for it.

Sometimes I feel that he and my father have a good fight, and he always likes to say something about the master's righteousness to educate you, and it is a long story.

Well, let's not talk about his appearance anymore, after all, no matter how ugly his mind is, it doesn't have anything to do with his watermelon core or primordial forest.

He pointed to silence with his hand, and people like to be quiet so that they can talk.

Village Chief: Today is our ritual to pray for rain, we should thank the gods for giving us water to drink, the weather is not raining, we have to pray for the god stone.

I want to say that it's not that I write him so rudely, in fact he is so rude, uneducated people often speak with dirty words, and they are dirty regardless of the occasion, so I think he is a little funny, of course, including me, I often swear, and my father always hits me with a ruler.

The village chief then said, "The mage we paid for will come."

I'm curious: spend money? Xiao Ai: That's right, more than ten or twenty yuan per person. We have more than 500 people here, so each sacrifice costs 10,000 yuan.

Here I have to tell you that 10,000 yuan was a considerable amount at that time, I only remember that I used a dime to buy several pieces of candy, but now it has almost multiplied several times, and to put it simply, 10,000 yuan at that time could make it possible for a person to live for a few years without working.

I asked Xiao Ai: Isn't there a reservoir? Xiao Ai: Private, I heard my grandmother say that it used to be from the village, but then it was sold somehow.

Me: Sold, no one objected.

Xiao Ai: Everyone gets a share of the money, so no one objects. I've found that people like to be greedy for immediate gain, at least most people here are.

Xiao Ai continued: But then it was miserable, there was no water during irrigation, it was said that it could be irrigated, but it was just sold to him to raise fish, but the owner of the reservoir did not recognize people, saying that the reservoir was his, and the water was released to let the fish run away, in fact, the fish could not run away, that was just his excuse, if we irrigated we had to spend money to buy his water, irrigation of an acre of land is very expensive, so many people have no choice, so they have to wait for the rain to farm.

Me: No one is going to accuse him?

Xiao Ai: There is a fart, the contract is clearly written in black and white, the reservoir is people's, if there is no rain for a long time, and we can't afford to buy water, we can only helpless, and then a mage said that he would ask for rain, and he also brought a spirit stone, we do feel strange about that stone, because no one knows what it is, as long as we give him money, he will do things, let it rain, at first we didn't believe it, and then he did it rain, we would rather give him more than ten or twenty yuan, than buy water is much more cost-effective, After a long time, people no longer doubted that the spirit stone was real or fake, and slowly got used to doing it.

Me: No wonder, I didn't see the wheat, I see.

Xiao Ai: Do you like to watch wheat?

Me: Yes, I've read it in books, but I haven't really read it, but I can imagine that the wheat is ripe and the wind blows, and the gold is very beautiful.

Xiao Ai: It's very good-looking, you can see everything in the book.

Me: My dad said that there is a golden house of Yan Ruyu in the book.

I looked up at his face and said, "Actually, I don't like to read, they forced me to do it."

Xiao Ai: You are so happy. I felt inexplicably sad at this sudden envy, and I immediately changed the subject. Me: Is there really such a spirit?

Xiao Ai: Yes, almost every year at this time, it will definitely rain on the same day or the next day. Am I really that smart?

Xiao Ai: Just read it and you'll find out. I was silent, the wind seemed to be a little strong, I was a little uneasy, whether the wind made me uneasy, or this sacrificial ceremony, or Xiao Ai's envy, what the hell, maybe it's all of them. Out of the crowd came a man in yellow clothes, it can be said that he was wearing the ancient yellow horse hexagram, obviously the clothes are so wide, the wind blows like a balloon that has been inflated, the wide clothes can not cover his thin body, he is so thin that his eyes are sunken inside, the frontal bones on his face are jagged, he looks like a malnourished goods, more like an addict, speaking of addicts I am most familiar with is my classmate's father, he can do whatever it takes to satisfy him when he is seriously stumped, why did I mention my classmate's father, Because he was as thin as the man he had found out from the crowd, and if I guessed correctly, he was also an addict, and he walked to the altar,

Ai: Look, the mage is here.

Me: Mage?

Xiao Ai: Yes, it's him every year.

Me: No wonder.

Ai: What?

Me: It's nothing, hey, aren't you afraid of disturbing the gods?

Xiao Ai: I don't think they can hear it, so I won't talk about it now, I want to see what he does, and I will also give us the Divine Stone method, then I can ask for anything.

Me: Then what do you want?

Xiao Ai: House. I remembered the house where he lived with his grandmother, so to speak, the lights were lit up and the water leaked when it rained, and I could understand that he had this thought, and a sentence suddenly popped up in my ears: Dad. I was surprised to hear this,

Me: Where's your dad.

Ear: I want a good dad who doesn't beat me anymore and he doesn't drink. In an instant, I realized that what I hated was what they dreamed of, and I seemed so happy in their eyes, was that really so? Maybe every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and I often wonder if it is difficult to read, or if we don't read it with our hearts. Whatever, I don't want to read it again at this moment. I made a joke with the ear: I will be your father, I will not beat you, and I will not drink.

Ear: you. I couldn't hear what he was saying, because the mage was holding his lock and blowing, and the music was melodiously floating in the endless sky, and I could clearly hear that it was an ode to joy from Beethoven, and I was amazed, whether the spirit stone also liked to listen to the things of foreign devils, it seemed that the mage was going to contract the work of an orchestra alone, and he put down the lock, and the bamboo board was beating and singing an inexplicable piece of music

O gods

Our foolish people

Forgive us for our foolishness

But what kind of sincerity we are

My great deity

Thank you for giving us water

In order to make our lives last

O my great deity

Use your magic

Bring us a piece of nectar

We will remember your sacredness

We will be loyal to you

Save your people

My Great Spirit Stone

Me: What bullshit. When the Master had finished singing, he closed his eyes and prayed, and I saw that everyone but me had closed their eyes. After a while, people opened their eyes, they stood quietly, some incantations were being recited, I didn't understand, I think no one could understand them, these words were so sacred in Xiao Ai's eyes. The ritual was almost over, and the mage had been messing around for almost an hour, and the mage took out a box with donations written on it.

Master: The gods tell us to do more good deeds, save people, build bridges and repair roads, in short, when one side is in trouble, all sides support, and now there is a girl in the far south who has no money to eat and is hungry, so if she has money, donate some money.

I said to myself: This, it hurts.

People donate one after another, one dime and two cents, what kind of there is. I saw a little girl standing in the corner tugging at the corners of her clothes, and I realized that in the few seconds I saw her, I fell madly in love with her, because she was the one I saw here and would wear a gourd baby.

She looked so unique, she didn't button her nostrils, she had big eyes, and she stood there smiling stupidly.

I asked Xiao Ai: What is the name of that girl?

Xiao Ai: That's it.

Me: The one who pulled the corners of his clothes.

Xiao Ai: Xiaoya, why are you asking this?

Me: I found myself madly in love with her. Xiao Ai: Love?

Me: Go, kid knows what a fart.

Ear: I understand, love is when you play at home, one is a father and the other is a mother.

Xiao Ai: That's right. I don't know how to explain to him what love is, because I don't know what love is until I am an adult.

Xiao Ai: There's one last link left. Me: What are you doing?

Xiao Ai: Drink holy water?

Me: Drink holy water?

Xiao Ai: Yes, the rich people in the village will spend money to sell holy water to drink, and I heard that drinking it can lead to a long life, and there are also people who can't conceive a child who drink it will get pregnant with a child.

Me: Spirit?

Xiao Ai: I don't know, very few people drink it.

Me: Oh. The mage took out a bottle with water, which looked no different from water, and as for the taste, then you really have to ask God.

Master: Is there anyone I want to drink from this year's holy water? Everyone was silent, and suddenly a crazy woman broke out of the crowd, why do I say she is a crazy woman, seeing her rags, her hair messy and dirty, I guess she must be a crazy woman. The mad woman stared at the mage in a frenzied manner and kept howling: You liar, what holy water bullshit, you better pay back my husband.

Mage: Don't allow such an insult to the sacred. The two men pulled the mad woman, and the mad woman angrily cut a hole in her foot, constantly struggling. The mantle had completely covered his face, and the madwoman was finally taken away, and the madwoman disappeared behind the crowd, and I thought how deep the hatred must have been. Obviously, no one has drunk the holy water again this year.

I asked Xiao Ai: Who is that woman? Xiao Ai: Crazy woman.

Me: Crazy woman? Ai: That's right.

Me: Do you know how she's crazy? I was very interested in the story of this crazy woman.

Xiao Ai: I've also heard that a crazy man has a disease.

Me: What is it?

Ear interjection: You can't have a son, you can only have a daughter.

Me: Is this also a disease?

Ear: It's a disease in the eyes of people here.

Xiao Ai: We must have a son here, it's useless to have a daughter, saying that no one passes on fireworks, so I try to have a son if I want to break my head. I suddenly felt that if I was born here, it would be very sought-after, but my mother yelled all day long that I was a daughter, that she must have done something to give birth to a son like me, and to sing it in the folk songs here: Raise a pig, you can sell it for some money, raise a chicken to lay an egg, the egg can be fried, the meat can be eaten, give birth to your goods, take the trouble and effort, not flattering, it is better to give birth to a quick barbecued pork. I often thought that in my mother's eyes, I really didn't as good as a piece of barbecued pork.

Me: And then what's going on.

Xiao Ai: Then the crazy woman stole the holy water and gave it to her husband to drink, who knew that as soon as his husband drank it, he burped and died. Me: Is holy water poisonous? Xiao Ai: I don't know, no one knows if he drank holy water. The madwoman went around saying that the holy water had poisoned her husband and asked the mage to pay for his life. But no one saw her buy holy water, but she was embarrassed to say that she was a thief who stole holy water, so no one believed it, and people thought that her husband was dead and couldn't stand the blow.

Lose your marbles. Me: How do you know?

Xiao Ai: I always hear crazy women tell her stories, and that's what she says.

Me: Do you believe it?

Xiao Ai: Who believes it when you're crazy?

Me: Maybe it's true, boys are so important.

Ears: An important fart, if you don't have it, you want it, and if you have it, you hit it every day.

Xiao Ai: Don't mention your drunkard father, he's not human.

Ear: Your dead dad is human.

Me: Stop arguing, people hear you. The ear snorted. Xiao Ai didn't make a sound,