In the past, the people of Xiaowangzhuang used to hear the sound of roosters crowing in the early morning, one after another, urging people to hurry down to work. The people of Xiaowangzhuang are very hardworking, they work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and live a self-sufficient pastoral life.

Since the priest came, their lives have changed slightly. Every morning, the priest rings the bell with a melodious voice, saying that it is a prayer, and a series of bells wafts in the air, as if it is a beautiful picture woven by various sounds that touch the ear.

Master Mei was immersed in this wonderful bell, as if he saw a new hope for life. Perhaps, he also wants to have a son in one go. He took the lead in joining the foreign religion, because he felt that foreigners were powerful, and there was definitely no harm in following foreigners, and he also asked his daughter to recognize the priest as a godfather.

The priest told him that the world was too dangerous and that a child had to have two fathers. He is happy to be the godfather of his children. Perhaps, the merciful God will have mercy on him and give him a son, this encouragement makes Master Mei excited.

The priest's attention was attracted by the young woman beside Master Mei, her waist was round and lined, even if she was wrapped in thick clothes, her body still reflected a charming light and a faint sweetness, this is Mrs. Mei, the eldest wife of Master Mei.

Only the eldest wife can be called Mrs. Mei, and other little wives can only be called Aunt Mei, this is the rule of Xiaowangzhuang, only for the Mei family, because other people's families can't afford to marry a little wife.

Mrs. May was so excited by the birth of this child that she was so happy that she couldn't describe it, smirking and tearing again, kissing here and touching there, as if she was crazy.

She feeds her children herself, instead of looking for wet nurses like ordinary large families. Although Master Mei thinks that human milk is very nutritious and nourishing to the body, Mrs. Mei is reluctant to give him a mouthful, even if it is just a mouthful.

She used the silk she used to make swaddling clothes for her children, and almost every day she commanded people to make small clothes, hats, and scarves for children, and the children were dressed up like princesses.

Especially the pair of pink shoes she made herself, how cute and cute, only as long as a thumb, if it weren't for the child's little feet exposed, it was hard to believe how to wear them. How beautiful those little pink feet were, and there was nothing better in her eyes than a child's little hands and feet.

She believes that her daughter will become a peerless beauty, a fairy tale princess, and a queen of motherhood.

The priest was also adored by this lovely child, whose delicate little hands, beautiful little head, slightly upturned cute little lips, and bright eyes melted his heart like a candle on the altar melted by fire.

He named the child Helen, a beauty in Greek mythology and a stunner on earth. Master Mei and Mrs. Mei didn't know this, they thought they just recognized a godfather.

On this day, the priest came down from the bell tower in a happy mood, and the whole church trembled, and the sound echoed incessantly, and he was immersed in the joy of the beautiful morning, and the shadow of Madame May.

He went back to his room and was startled when the second fool came.

"Good morning, big fool!" The priest also learned a few words of the local dialect.

"It's not big, it's two" The second fool corrected him.

"Why isn't it big?" The priest was very strange: "Great good, big trees, big river, big wine"

The second fool explained to him for a long time. According to local customs, the second brother is more powerful than the eldest child, so when you go out, you can only call people the second brother, not the eldest brother. However, it is very strange that the polite name of the woman is called the eldest sister, not the second sister. And why, no one can say why. However, it has been called like this, and no one doubts it.

"Well, two fools," the priest said, "did you pray in the morning?" ”

The priest was about to ask him a question, when he was startled by a cry. He looked over to the bed, then said in amazement, "What is this?" ”

He hurried over to see that a small thing was writhing desperately on the bed, crying desperately.

"This is my child," said the second fool.

"God, where is this child, it's clearly a monkey" The priest's mind flashed the face of the little angel of the Mei family again, and then he looked at the little monster and shook his head.

The priest looked at the little pile of flesh carefully, and it squirmed very hard, with tears in his eyes, and his mouth screamed as if it were about to bite.

"I don't know who threw the child at Mei's house," the second fool said, "I picked him up, but I don't have enough food at home to feed him." The villagers told me to throw it in the stable and bury it, or throw it into the fire and burn me to death."

"God, don't do that." The priest looked at the poor little creature who was disgusted and his life was hanging by a thread, and thought of his son. He had a hallucination in his mind that if the little thing died, his dear baby little Juniel would also suffer bad luck. This thought welled up in his heart, and his pity was spontaneous, and he picked up the little monster.

Although this child is ugly, he is quite strong, and he should be able to feed him some bread. He wants to accumulate virtue for his son, and if one day his son is punished by God for his mistakes, he can use this good deduction as a deduction. He named the child Jackie, the name of a pirate captain.

This little thing really made him unable to think of any beautiful names, just barely having a human appearance.

"Thank you, Father, you are the biological parents of this child, I will kowtow to you for him" The second fool knelt down on the ground, and his head slammed on the ground. "I'll pick him up every night"

The second fool knew that the priest could not sleep at night, and if the child was separated from him at night, it would be tantamount to his death.

"This little thing is a monkey during the day, but at night it becomes a devil," the priest said with a smile.

The second fool hugged the priest's head and kissed him fiercely. It almost made the priest vomit, a smell of mouth.

When the priest first went to the house, he was stunned by what he saw. He smelled a foul smell from a distance, and when he walked in, it was a big pit in the ground, with a layer of wooden planks on it, and there was a hole in the wooden board, and people squatted on it to and pee, and the soles of their feet turned over the river and the sea, which was clear at a glance, and it was not easy to make people disgusting, especially in summer, maggots crawled everywhere.

When he heard that someone had boiled or fried the worm and eaten it, and called it a sprout, he vomited several times. In winter, the planks can freeze and be dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the manure pit. People in the village always fall into it once or twice in their lives, and some people fall into it, never climb out again, and finally rot into manure.

But over time, the priest also got used to the advantage of the Maes, that is, when the weather is good, he can look at the scenery around while being convenient, and he can also see the big girl in the distance.

When the priest saw the village peasants picking out the manure from the mouths and pouring it into the ground, he felt a great sense of accomplishment because, according to the villagers, he pulled the biggest, coarsest and smelliest ones.

This is the taste in the mouth of the second fool, which is similar to his own taste, but the parts are different. Therefore, the priest simply wiped it and did not bother with him.

He began to get busy with God's business and set out to take care of a little devil.

And the second fool also began to get down to business. When spring arrives and everything rejuvenates, business is busy. At that time, the farmhouse had no machinery, and it was all based on their own hands, and then there was the strength of the livestock. A cow is sometimes more important than a daughter-in-law.

With cattle, it is often a solid family. What these two fools are best at is gelding.

"Gelding" means cutting off the genitals of animals. The cow that has not been cut off is called the sao ox, and the sao ox is in the pen, with an agitated temperament, and walks around and barks in circles from time to time; On the mountains, it does not concentrate on grazing, it runs all over the mountains, and even runs up several mountains to look for cows; When it is working, it is willful and arbitrary, does not listen to the call, and does not even listen to the words of the master, and fights with the master. For farmers, the protection of the sexual rights of cattle will affect their own food, so they have to gelding.

Bulls generally grow to about one year old, and they basically begin to estrus, and the local vernacular is called "cow walking grass", which I am puzzled by. The cow can be gelding after it grows to one year old, but the people in the village generally have to feed the gelding a little bigger, because the gelding is too early, the cow is bored, bored, bored, and has no interest in eating grass and sleeping, and the arms and legs have not grown strong, how can they have the strength to work.

Gelding, which is generally performed in the spring. The so-called girl is pregnant with spring, and the cow is affectionate, and it is a bit cruel to gelding them when everything is sprouting. However, in spring, the water and grass are abundant, the climate is suitable, and it is not easy to grow bacteria, and it is easier for cattle to recover after gelding.

Geldings, usually in the morning, and the cow should be starved beforehand, so that he has no energy, so that it can be operated on.

The technology of the second fool gelding is first-class, and if it is put up to now, it may be possible to apply for an intangible cultural heritage heir or something. But at the time, it was just a ninth-rate business, and it was not looked down upon.

His gelding is different from the average person. A lot of people just cut off the reproductive organs of cattle. However, the second fool is not, he uses a wooden hammer to beat the cow eggs.

God, being a cow in this life is really the most unbearable tragedy in the world.

However, the second fool has his own reason, the advantage of this method is that the knife is not used, no blood, although the cow is in pain, but it will not be infected, and the vitality is not injured.

When the gelding is kept, the master's family should burn incense and pray, worship heaven and earth, and pray for peace from God. Also, I pray that the cows will not come to seek revenge when they come to the underworld.

Several young laborers, tied the limbs of the ox with thick ropes, pulled it in the same direction with force, and the ox instantly turned over and fell to the ground, and then fixed to the tree, holding the head of the ox with a wooden pole to prevent it from hurting people.

Seeing this, the two fools wrapped the eggs tightly with linen cloth and tied them tightly at the roots with strings so as not to hurt other places. Then, a piece of wood is placed under the egg, and the mallet is used to beat the egg until it smashes the bulging mass to pieces, and the cow is cut off.

Woohoo lament, there was no anesthetic at that time, who can see the sad tears of the cow!

The second fool is known as the "eighteen hammers", and the hammer ends with eighteen strokes, which is also a magic skill, and the cow that has been hammered by him has no love for the cow.

After eighteen hammers, the two fools untied the string and cloth, stretched out their hands and slapped the cow a few times, and said a few good words: "Niu'er, listen to me, go uphill to graze, you must be full, go down to the river to drink water, you can also grow fat, open your legs, and the horns will top the mountain ......" and let the cow go.

After the cow is gelding, the egg will be swollen to the size of a balloon, and it will be restless for a month or two, which will break the owner's heart. However, the second fool has a secret recipe, he picked herbs from the mountain, mashed and smeared on the cow eggs, he wiped while humming a song, it is the famous gelding "eighteen touches".

The cow waited for him like this, and responded with a comfortable "moo" sound. This is a blessing in disguise. After the second fool put it back and forth like this for a week, the swollen cow egg shrank like a deflated leather ball, only the size of a walnut, and the cow became a gelding cow from then on.

From then on, the cow's cry was no longer high-pitched, long, and for most of the time, he only knew to work hard, eat grass desperately, grow fat silently, be as docile as a little white rabbit, and work from sunrise to sunset, and did not complain.

There is a metaphor called: "An old ox who works silently? "Maybe it's a miserable gelding!