In the past few days, as the New Year approaches, the villagers of Zaoshuwan really can't find any other fun, so a few good people match, and they organized a sheep fight on the 26th of the lunar month, commonly known as "sheep to the head".

Because four or five days ago, a notice was issued everywhere, so the old and young masters of ten miles and eight towns, all the sheep farmers voluntarily came to help, you must know that even if the value of the sheep with outstanding performance will soar, it is worth a thousand, it may be worth two thousand, or even three thousand or four thousand, it all depends on the performance of the sheep in the duel field.

The sheep in Zaoshuwan chose to be in a wide ditch at the north end of the market. It was not yet nine o'clock in the morning, and the circle around this big pit was full of people, and the seven layers and the eight outer layers were full of people, and they might not be able to squeeze into it if they wanted to, and the surrounding woods were full of big sheep with curly horns, one stronger than the other, and one more powerful than the other.

The organizer of this sheep tie a red wool rope to his chest, and the sheep farmers are registered one by one in the shape of dogs. It's like a flower. Before the start of the sheep fight, I also bought a cannon to slip to the branch, a young man in his twenties and thirties, with a cigarette butt to make a pestle, scared like a third grandson, finally lit the cannon twist, and then hugged his head and jumped, the result happened to collide with an old lady, leading to laughter.

After the official start of the "Sheep Fighting Club", more and more people gathered, and there were more and more cars stored in Wang Dejian's old man's field, and their family of three was too busy, but fortunately, Yuxiu came to help them.

A few cotton sheep attracted so many old people, and some small farmers in their twenties and thirties climbed to the old locust trees on the edge of the pit to watch, and some climbed to the roofs of people's houses, and the scene was truly spectacular.

After a while, a series of sounds came out from the loudspeaker tied to the branch, first the man blew the microphone a few times in a serious manner, then fed a few times in a row, and then cleared his throat and shouted: "Comrade Liu Sangou, Comrade Liu Sangou (this is a sheep farmer in this village, big name: Liu Xingjun), hurry up and bring in your four-toothed sassy egg (ram), hurry up...... Hey, I said southeast corner, what the fuck is going on? Do you hear me all of them? His grandma's balls...... Erwazi, you go - blast all the people who cross the line in the southeast corner to the outside of the line, he is a cunt, not disciplined at all......" Then came the "click" of the microphone on the table......

Soon a new round of sheep fighting began again, the old farmers on the periphery stood on tiptoe with their own dry cigarettes and poked their heads to look in, and some of them jumped high and grinned and looked into the field, and their smiling faces were drawn into dried dates, except for the wrinkles and folds, as if the hills in the south of the Yangtze River, but the look of relish was really more enjoyable than the crotch of the big girl in the city, no wonder a small worker who did not know which city to go home for the New Year. When I passed by here after returning home from the market, I saw such a large number of people bowing their waists and sticking their heads out to see the sheep in the big pit against their heads. He pouted and said to himself disdainfully: "Hmph, this mile, what a fucking old peasant, I haven't seen anything in the world." After speaking, he walked home with two catties of mung bean sprouts and a kohlrabi in small square steps, looking like a dick bear that people in the city could not live in.

This countryman is very disgusted with men from the city, but he is very enthusiastic about women in the city. When rushing to the market, I like to look at the beautiful women who return to the countryside from the city for the New Year, if they meet a graceful young woman with a thousand charms and charms, they will be like admiring a mermaid, staring intently at the people's eyes to feast their eyes, and the young little farmers may also follow behind her buttocks, and touch her with more people on the market, and then in a very crowded place, reach out on her pampered round buttocks. This disgraceful practice often makes these small farmers feel more exciting than their wives in bed. Not to mention that the buttocks of urban women are flexible and soft, warm and round, full of elasticity. There is a faint fragrance on the grip of the hand......

As soon as the sheep fight is over, the bicycles in the field are almost gone, Zhu Xiuchun is about to touch today's big piece of bicycles, at least she can earn more than 30 yuan, she has always been thrifty, she made an exception to the market today to cut seven yuan of pork, at night she wants to eat dumplings for her son and Yuxiu, today thanks to Yuxiu's help, otherwise she can't earn so much money.

When the gathering was about to disperse, Zhu Xiuchun bought fried buns for four yuan for his son and Yuxiu, who had not eaten lunch. When Zhicheng saw his mother's frostbite-soaked hands, his heart was as uncomfortable as a knife. When Yuxiu saw the two old men, she always persuaded her and Zhicheng to eat, but they were reluctant to eat, so she bought a five-yuan bun out of her own pocket and distributed it to the two old men, which made Zhicheng's whole family feel uneasy.

When Zhicheng was close to noon, he met Xu Cuihuan, a junior high school classmate, who was the girl who was admitted to the gold list of Hechang No. 1 Middle School with excellent grades and finally dropped out of school due to family reasons. The two looked at each other, embarrassed and didn't know how to say hello.

In the end, it was Xu Cuihuan who broke the deadlock with a smile and said, "Oh, Zhicheng, it's such a coincidence, it's been a long time." School is out for the holidays, right? ”

Zhicheng nodded with a smile and responded, "Yes, it's a holiday." You...... Why are you here so late? It's almost scattered. ”

"I'm also a joker, and my brother is always asking me to buy him cannonballs. So I'll come over and take a look, and by the way, buy some New Year's goods or something......"

"Oh, that's okay, I just happened to help you watch the car, and the cannon seller was at the gate of the Wang ancestral hall. You take your time ......."

"Hey, good! Or old classmates have face. They also helped me look at the car and show me the way. Giggle......"

"Hey, look at what you said, what's this little favor." Zhicheng said as he helped her push the car into her parking lot.

Compared with when he just dropped out of school, Xu Cuihuan is not only much more cheerful, but also much more mature and handsome. Her hair was also pulled straight and draped over her shoulders like a girl in the city, and if she didn't go to school at her age in the countryside, it would be time to find a partner. I don't know why Zhicheng always feels that Xu Cuihuan and Xuelian are a little similar in appearance, giving people the feeling of being sisters. Of course, in terms of temperament and demeanor, Xu Cuihuan has to lose a lot to Xuelian, but this does not affect the similarity between the two. It's like two swords forged with the same process, which are very different because of the different circumstances in which they are disposed of. One is dull because it is thrown into a dark and damp corner, and the other is dazzling because it is placed in a gorgeous jade box. But the shape and silhouette of both will always be the same.

Zhicheng stared at Xu Cuihuan and asked tentatively, "You...... Have you been at home all the time? I didn't go out to work or anything. ”

Xu Cuihuan took off her gloves and said gently: "Oh, no, my mother won't let me go, she said that girls will be wild when they go outside to work for a few years." Maybe it's because I'm afraid that I won't come back if I get married. Zhicheng, you know what? I...... Now that they have a partner, they may be getting married in a few years. Hey, I don't want anything else since my high school dream was shattered, I just want to live a life of ordinary people guarding this mountain. That's good, too. She smiled kindly, waved at Zhicheng and walked towards the market.

Zhicheng looked at Xu Cuihuan's distant back in a daze, he could only wish her a happy future life from the bottom of his heart.

In the afternoon, Zhu Xiuchun began to chop meat and cut cabbage to prepare dumpling filling. Yuxiu helped her pack it on the side, and the two were busy until the evening to wrap the dumplings. Before eating, Yuxiu ran home and got a bottle of wine for Wang Dejian.

After dinner, Wang Dejian and Zhu Xiuchun, who had been tired all day, went to bed early, knowing that they would have to get up in the middle of the night tomorrow to catch up with the outlet.