19 September 2007, F City. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, it poured rain from morning to late at night, and a quiet small mountain village in Jingshui County, under the jurisdiction of F City, was inconvenient to travel because of the rain, and the people in the village had nothing to do on this day, and they all tried not to go out if they could.

In the blink of an eye, it is time for the lights to come on, and every household lights up the lamp to cook, preparing to go to bed early after dinner. In the rainy weather, playing mahjong and eating hot pot to sleep, the days are not too comfortable, with the sound of the rain, even people become lazy.

Lin Jingqing rubbed his sour neck, muttered and pushed away the mahjong tiles in front of him. She is really unlucky today, a family of four played mahjong for half a day to pass the time, but for entertainment, she can actually lose more than a dozen yuan of change, even if she doesn't care about this point of winning or losing, the mood will be unprovoked. finally stayed up until it was time to make dinner, and she finally had a reason to leave her husband and children behind, leaving her husband and children and running away, and for the first time since she got married, she felt that cooking was also so attractive to her.

Her husband **** Qing smiled and put a few yuan of change he had just won from his wife into his pocket, thinking that when the rain was light for a while, he could go to the commissary at the entrance of the village to buy some small snacks and come back to coax his two baby bumps, seeing that their small mouths were pouting high, they could almost hang up the oil bottle, and looked at the back of his mother with a sad face, **** Qing shook his head dotingly.

These two little kids, one is twelve years old, one is fifteen years old, people are not very addicted to cards, they have played this afternoon, they are not enough, they have come and gone to win and lose a total of a few dollars, and they have played so hard, they have to be well educated in the future, pornography, gambling and drugs, which is not something that a family like them can afford, even if they don't point to the two sons to become talents, at least parents have to educate them to be honest and down-to-earth.

Thinking of this, he was no longer accustomed to his two sons, and they quickly collected the mahjong tiles, and he quickly slipped out of the house, and took advantage of the fact that his wife could not see his movement when she was cooking in the kitchen, took out a tightly hidden cigarette from his coat pocket, and hid under the eaves and smoked.

Huh~ He skillfully spit out the smoke rings, a look of enjoyment, a cigarette in his spare time, the gods do not change, this small day, the beauty ~ **** Qing is 48 years old this year, like other adult men in the village, occupy the location of their village, convenient transportation, surrounded by the advantage of mines, run up the black taxi, pull people to transport goods and do what to make money, a person works in the wind and rain, and earns enough money to feed a family. The Qing family is more than enough in the village, and their lives are relatively comfortable. His wife Lin Jingqing was also a famous flower in ten miles and eight villages, **** Qing took a lot of effort to chase her down, the two have been married for more than ten years, **** Qing is as good to his wife as always, even if he is notoriously good-tempered when he is outside, he will start beating people if he doesn't agree with him, but he has never moved a finger of his wife and children, the people in the village mentioned him, not to mention anything else, but this family is harmonious and has a good way to teach his son, and he really wants to give him a thumbs up.

Contrary to the temper of **** Qingpao, Lin Jingqing is a good-tempered person, soft-spoken, even now in her early forties, because of years of hard work, her face has long been weathered, and she no longer has her original beauty, but she still speaks kindly, and her neighbors have never blushed with anyone. Of course, with her husband behind her, no one in the village dared to bully her for being soft-faced and good-tempered, and her life was very comfortable.

Their two children, Wang Mingrui and Wang Mingxin, can only be regarded as average in academic performance, but they are also good children who know how to be polite and general, which is not easy in the rural areas where the problem of left-behind children is becoming increasingly prominent, and most parents do not care about their children and let their children grow up like sheep. All in all, the life of the **** Qing family has been peaceful and comfortable so far.

Qing shrank under the corner of the wall and smoked a cigarette, looked up at the gloomy sky, returned to the hall and dragged an umbrella in his hand, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the two sons had cleaned up the messy table and floor they had just made. He didn't know if his second cousin had braised chicken feet today, he hadn't eaten it for a few days, but he was hungry for that taste.

The second cousin's uncle's house, which opened a commissary at the head of the village, has a pot of old marinade, which is said to have been passed down in their family for decades, since before the liberation, and the war years have also desperately left a pot of bottom, the smell is fragrant enough and strong enough, when the second cousin's house boils the marinade, the fragrance can be smelled throughout the main street.

Qing is also a person who has seen the world and traveled from south to north, and has eaten a lot of delicious things, but in terms of lo-mei, it is still the most authentic thing from the second cousin's house, especially the chicken feet, which is simply amazing. However, the second cousin is a well-known lazy ghost, the master who can lie down and never sit, and can sit and never stand, and the heart and body are fat and have caught up with the two of them. Their things sell so well, most people will do a little more, so as not to be in short supply, but the second cousin did the opposite, you bought too much and he blew his beard at you, complaining that you bought it all, and after a while, others came and asked for him, making him have a headache, and he had to bother to re-boil the pot to send these gluttons away, and return him to a quiet place. So in the eyes of the second cousin, these people who came to buy his lo-mei were not the God of Wealth who came to give him money, but the little ghost who was holding a whip behind him and pumping him to work, if it weren't for the fact that this pot of old soup was handed down by his ancestors, his father was holding his breath and not swallowing it when he was dying, so he had to force him to swear to guard this pot of soup and pass it on to future generations as an heirloom before closing his eyes. Where can you still guard a dilapidated commissary at the head of the village, and climb up five watches every day in the middle of the night.

Alas, the thing that makes the second cousin more sad now is that none of his sons and daughters are willing to take over his mess, and they trap themselves in a small mountain village that is not too economically developed. But the second cousin is also in his early sixties, and he can still work for a few years, and he can now feel the feeling when his father died.

Qing is a little entangled in the second cousin's heart, but in fact, the second cousin should be diligent, make their small shop bigger and stronger, and with the convenient transportation of their small mountain village, it will not be a problem to sell it all over the city. It's just that he is lazy, the two children in the family are even more lazy, no one wants to use their brains to earn this hard-earned money, the family guards a golden rice bowl and goes to do the rice flowers, so that **** Qing looks down on them no matter how he looks at them, because he is a diligent person, and the work in his hand stops and he is not happy, the most unaccustomed is this kind of lazy and cunning rural man, as long as people are diligent these years, they will not starve to death, they will go out to work hard, and they will have thousands of yuan a month, and their lives are not good. You can only find the reason from yourself.

But it's none of my business, one table is three thousand miles! is not a real relative, he is so idle and bored to take care of other people's affairs, he just needs to eat delicious braised chicken feet.

Sure enough, when he walked to the entrance of the village, **** Qingyuan saw that the commissary was not open. This second cousin is now more and more lazy, he strode forward and began to bang on the door, the back of this commissary is the second cousin's home, even if the door is not opened in front of the house, there must be someone in the house, otherwise it will be rainy, there will be water and mud everywhere, where can he go if he is an old man with bad legs.

After he patiently knocked on the door seven or eight times, the second cousin's lazy voice came from the courtyard: "Who, it doesn't make people quiet on a rainy day." ”

"Second cousin, it's me, Rongqing. Oops, isn't this hooked by your old man's braised chicken paws? If you can't eat in your mouth, I'm afraid that I won't be able to sleep at night, so I came in the rain, but don't say that I didn't stock up today! ”

An old man with silver hair and fat all over his body opened the door angrily: "Just you offspring with a nose more than a dog, you won't let my old man rest for a day, and see who you will eat when I kick my legs into the coffin." ”

"Yo yo, my own uncle, say something depressing, you live a long life, I still want to eat your old braised chicken feet, don't you want to curse yourself." The second cousin didn't talk much, walked into the house with his hands behind his back, **** Qing closed his mouth with interest, and stopped playing with the second cousin Haha, this old man's heart is known to the whole village, and no one can persuade him.

The aroma of lo-mei wafted all over the yard, **** Qing sniffled, the gluttonous worms in the stomach began to be restless, at noon their family in order to play mahjong early, they casually cooked some noodles with clear soup and little water, he was already hungry, but because the two children were in high spirits, he had not been dispersed, and his wife had been accompanied by a good temper, and he was not embarrassed to stir up the situation. At this time, he smelled the fragrance first, and his stomach began to gurgle, he jumped into the house in three steps and two steps, and called the second cousin to the fat old lady standing in front of the cauldron, and did not treat himself as an outsider at all, and copied the chopsticks and sandwiched a steaming braised chicken feet that had just come out of the pot and gnawed on, while gnawing and screaming deliciously, the second cousin was amused by his childish appearance, and scolded with a smile: "Eat, eat, eat, know how to eat every day!" I don't know how to take back more for your wife and children, so I ate it first. Fuck him, hurry up and pack two catties of chicken feet for him and let him get out! ”

The second cousin ignored his wife's words, and greeted **** Qing with a smile on her face to eat more, none of her own two children were around, let alone grandchildren, and she couldn't even see each other, this person wanted to enjoy some of the family fun under the children's knees, and she couldn't get it from her own children, and the second cousin was very good to the descendants in the village, even if **** Qing was about to run to fifty people, in the eyes of the second cousin, all the people who called her aunt were juniors, Naturally, he still loves him as his own son and nephew, and turned around and took out a freshly steamed snow-white steamed bun from the steamer, put it in the bowl in front of **** Qing, and motioned him to eat more. Qing was really hungry, and he was not polite at the moment, chatting with the two old men while eating, knowing that they were not good at reading books and newspapers, so he told them something new about what happened around them and made them laugh.

When the two big steamed buns were eaten, it was almost an hour later that four or five chicken feet were half full. Qing estimated that his wife's dinner at home must have been served, and when he was waiting for him to go back, he said goodbye to the second elder, smiled and took the braised chicken feet wrapped by the second cousin, dropped a ticket of 50 yuan and turned around and ran, letting the second cousin chase him behind and give him change without looking back.

Qing went home happily all the way, imagining the warm scene of the family having dinner for a while, he couldn't help but smile, what is the picture of a person's life, isn't it the hot kang head of the wife and children? Now he has everything in his life, thinking that he has been busy with work for the last few days, getting up early and greedy for darkness, and when he comes back, his wife has fallen asleep, he is embarrassed to disturb, the husband and wife have not had that for several days, take advantage of today's free, and must drive the two children to sleep first, they have a night today, and they have to be happy.

Walking to the door of his house, **** Qingjue felt that something was wrong. When he came out just now, he remembered that he didn't close the courtyard door! Why is the courtyard door closed now, he stretched out his hand and pushed hard, but he didn't move. Because he came out in a hurry, he was still wearing homely clothes, and he didn't bring anything with him, could it be that his wife came out after cooking and saw that the courtyard door was wide open and felt unsafe and closed by herself? It seems that their family doesn't have this habit at all. Because of the abundance in the village, there are few petty thieves, and usually no one is left behind at night, although no one comes on a rainy day, but no one will close the door.

Qing began to bang on the door, because he was afraid that the rain would be too loud and the family would not be able to hear it, so he deliberately used a lot of strength to create a movement, but after 5 minutes of shooting, there was still no sound in the yard, like no one was at home. This is strange, his wife knows that he is out, and his two children are also at home, why does no one come to open the door? The movement of him banging on the door just now was really not small, and even the neighbors next to him came out to watch what was going on.

After another 5 minutes of shooting, **** Qing was a little breathless, couldn't it be that his wife was like last time, because she didn't know how to use liquefied gas, and she didn't close it strictly after cooking, and almost poisoned a family with gas. This **** Qingzhen was really anxious, he hurriedly went around to the back of the house, climbed the high wall with the help of the firewood pile next to the wall, and jumped into the yard three times and two times.

There was no smell of food wafting in the courtyard, there was a faint smell of burnt paste from the other end of the kitchen, the hall was dark, and the two boys who usually made a headache for him did not move at all at this time, and the door of the main room was tightly closed. Qing chuckled in his heart, ran forward and pushed the door, and found that it was locked from the inside, and in a hurry, his family kicked open the door of their house, and was smoked by the smell of blood coming from the house, his legs and feet were weak, and he hurriedly wanted to turn on the light in the dark, but he was tripped and fell to the ground by a soft unknown object, and his two hands did not know what water he pressed on, sticky and slippery.

When he touched the light switch with his hands and feet, turned on the light, and was almost not frightened by the scene in front of him...... (To be continued.) )