I have too many memories of my childhood, they are all vague, although I can't remember the details clearly, but the general events are very impressive, I remember many phenomena at that time, I can't see them today, probably when I was six or seven years old, or seven or eight years old, I can't remember the specific year. There are a few outsiders in the village, who can be regarded as carpenters! I came from the south, I can't remember whether it was Hunan or Anhui, these people came all the way from the south, shouting from village to village, shouting and shouting! "Hit (that is, make) furniture, make cabinets, hit tables, chairs and benches". They come out of the house by bicycle, go all the way to earn some wages by playing furniture, and give a little money as a accommodation fee, not for nothing. If there are several families in the village who need to make furniture or tables, chairs and benches, whoever is convenient will live in whom's house, and if they live for a long time, the accommodation fee can be paid out of the manual fee for making furniture, and the excess will be refunded and the deficiency will be compensated. Sometimes the village is big, there are more people who need to play furniture, a village can live for a month or two, or even longer, after these people arrived in our village, they lived in our house on the first day, because we have two west wings, stacked sundries, but there is still a lot of space, but there is no bed, no bed is not a problem, local materials, we have some planks at home, temporarily built beds, they have their own bedding, my mother only makes a layer of mattresses, sleeping on it will be a little panicked, Find some straw curtains (that is, curtains made of reeds or straw) and spread them on the boards, and then spread a mattress on top of them, so that they will be much softer. Several master carpenters were very satisfied and said a lot of thank you and so on. It's not just living in my house, my dad said that my family also has to play a few chairs, but my family is not in a hurry, although the first day is in our house, but not to our family to make chairs, but to live in our house at night, during the day to other neighbors' houses, first for other people's houses to make cabinets, tables, chairs, benches or something. I remember spending about two months in our village, and staying in our house all the time, and our family only hit the chairs. The handicraft fee is not much, and when I make chairs for my family, my family also takes care of their meals. So in this way, they still have to give our family some accommodation fees, but my dad is good, not only did he not ask for their accommodation fees, although they insisted on giving them, but my dad still insisted on not to, and my dad also gave them the handmade money for the six chairs, they said that they didn't want anything, saying that the accommodation fee had already exceeded the handmade money for the six chairs after living for so long. No matter what my dad said, the master carpenters confiscated the money for the six chairs. In addition, I also gave my family four more benches for free as a token of appreciation. Of course, no matter who you give furniture, the furniture raw materials you need are your own money, they just rely on craftsmanship to eat, do not provide furniture raw materials, and they can't provide raw materials, they ride bicycles all the way out from home, and they can't bring furniture raw materials, who has been to no furniture raw materials, they can follow what furniture you need to beat, what materials you need, and then go to the nearby market with you to buy, and you pay for your own. Of course, what kind of raw materials are needed for furniture, and how much is needed. This is budgeted in advance by the carpenter, the masters are veterans, what kind of furniture, how many raw materials are needed and the quantity needed, the masters have a very accurate grasp in their hearts, basically not much worse, and there will not be too many raw materials left, almost good, you can buy again, but to buy too much, it is not very good, return to the seller of raw materials, it is estimated that it is not easy to return, and it is troublesome, that is, there are not many more, if it can be used elsewhere, it is good, if it is not available elsewhere, it may be wasted. This will cause losses to the people who beat the furniture, which is not good, and it may also cause disputes if they encounter a bad temper, so it is better for the carpenters to make the budget accurate, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble. If several families in a village need to make furniture, it would be better, the masters can be summed up to make a budget, so there is an advantage, this can not be used up, can be used by the next family, in the end, it doesn't matter if there is a little raw material left, a few average, basically there is no loss. Or whoever can use it elsewhere, even if the remaining raw materials are given to someone's family, so that there is basically no loss, the best of both worlds, and everyone is happy.

The craftsmanship of these carpenters is very good, the furniture is not only fashionable, but also durable, I remember that the six chairs we have used in our family for more than ten years, and then there are newer chairs on the market, and they are cheap, my father eliminated these six chairs, the chairs are still very strong, I was not willing to throw them, and gave them to relatives, and then I went to relatives' houses to see them. I can't remember when, when I went to my relative's house again, I found that the six chairs were missing, I don't know if the relative's family thought it was too old-fashioned, too old, and unsightly and threw it away, or if the chairs were broken and used as firewood for cooking. In short, I remember the six chairs very well, I still remember the style of the chair very clearly, the chair from the good to the relatives, in my family for more than ten years, almost every day sit on them to eat, do homework, tired sit on them to rest, take them to the outside to enjoy the cool in the summer, when I go to school, the school classroom only has a desk with wooden boards, there is no bench, the bench needs each student to bring from their own home, I bring the six chairs, the masters because of the long time in my house, My dad didn't charge them for their accommodation, and the masters gave them one of the four more benches, which were brought to school on Monday, and brought back on Saturday (when I was in elementary school, Saturday was in class, but there was one less class in the afternoon than Monday to Friday, and school was a little earlier) and then brought back after school, and every Monday I had to bring the bench to school, and I brought it back on Saturday, and when I was on vacation, I had to bring the bench back, for fear of staying in school and losing it. So not only the six chairs, but even the four benches, have left a deep memory on me, because they have been in my family for more than ten years, and have accompanied our family for more than ten years. That's an afterword.

I also went on to talk about the things when the carpenters lived in our house, I loved to chat with people since I was a child, how could my parents have the time to chat with me! I was tired of going out to play with my friends at night, and sometimes I was not sleepy when I got home, and the carpenters went to other people's houses to make furniture during the day, and returned to our house at night. A few masters don't bother me, maybe they live in our house, and they are embarrassed to bother me, at least they are very enthusiastic to chat with me, I ask a lot of strange questions, they will also explain to me carefully, after a few days, I simply took my futon from my small bed in the hall, and lived with a few carpenter masters, my parents didn't say anything. I was also happy to be quiet, and I was upset to hear me chattering. I love to talk, sometimes my parents don't bother to pay attention to me, and I tirelessly follow my parents to talk. I moved to the West Wing and lived with a few carpenter masters, my parents naturally would not stop me, not a word, just asked for the opinions of a few carpenter masters, afraid that I would pester people to chat, affect the rest of several masters, a few masters may be because my parents are more enthusiastic about treating people, every night when they come back, they will boil some hot water to wash their faces and feet, and drink boiling water. So it's not easy for them to excuse themselves. Or maybe a few of them like to chat with me and help them out, so I'll just assume that they like me (snickering). They came from the south, and their accents were very different from ours, because they were young at that time, and they couldn't tell that they were from that province, and a few master carpenters seemed to tell me that they were from that province, but they didn't leave long ago, and I forgot, so I never remembered which province they were, as if it was either Anhui or Hunan. At that time, I just felt that these carpenters spoke in a foreign country, and it felt very fresh. Just ask this and that, full of curiosity, ask anything. If you ask them if there is wheat there! Because my hometown is dominated by wheat, I asked them if there was wheat there, and one of the masters said, "We don't grow wheat there, we grow rice," I was very curious, because I had never seen what rice looked like at that time, and I hadn't even eaten rice, so I asked what rice looked like and how to eat rice after it was processed into rice. What is the taste, in short, is to break the casserole and ask in the end. At that time, I didn't know if the masters were particularly annoying to me, anyway, I just asked endlessly, until I fell asleep myself, several masters got up early in the morning, almost every day I woke up, they had already gone out. Because they do more work in order to rush work, they can earn a little more labor fees.

Later, several masters finished all the work that needed to be made of furniture in our village, and on the day they were about to leave our village, they told my dad that I was very sensible, very smart, and very cute, and said that I would have the opportunity to play with them in the future, and my dad said that I would definitely go if I had the opportunity, until many years later, my father never took me to the hometown of those carpenter masters to play. At that time, I also made an appointment with a few master carpenters to eat rice from them, and until now I have not eaten what the taste of rice in the master carpenter's hometown is, but then my hometown also grows rice, but it is not rice, it is upland rice, I also ate rice processed from the rice grown in my hometown, the first time I ate rice, I felt that the taste was very delicious, and then eating rice has become a staple food, second only to eating steamed buns. But then my hometown stopped growing rice because of the low yield. It's not cost-effective for local farmers in their hometowns. But it does not affect the ability to eat rice, because of the development of logistics, rice from other places can be easily bought in all the markets or grain and oil stores in my hometown. But when I think of those carpenters, I still think about the rice in their hometown, and they say that the rice in their hometown is delicious, much better than steamed noodles. It's always a pity. I don't know if those master carpenters are still alive now. Actually, even if they are alive, I can't find them, and even if I do, they won't remember who I am. It can only become a memory in life, a happy memory. At that time, I often remembered the scene of sleeping in the Chase Shop with several master carpenters in the West Wing (the West Wing had long been demolished and rebuilt). Every time I think about it, it's a happy feeling. Although the appearance of several masters has long been blurred. But this experience is firmly imprinted in my mind. I will not forget it in this life.

There are many happy memories in childhood, and the autumn harvest season is not only the smiles on the faces of adults, but also the unique happiness of children, which is not only the fruits of the crops that children like to eat, but also another very interesting happy memory of playing. In the autumn of childhood, there was a lively scene in the farmland, and it was finally time to repay the farmer after months of hard work of the farmer uncle. A patch of corn here is about to ripen. A few days before the corn is ripe, the cob is still tender, and the children start to ask the adults for roasted corn on the cob or for boiled corn on the cob. When the corn cob is not fully mature, the corn kernels on the corn cob are tender and cooked over fire, and the fragrance of roasted corn makes children can't help but drool, and boiled corn is a different fragrance, each with its own taste, each with its own taste, whether it is boiled corn or roasted corn, it is a delicious snack for children, because at that time children had almost no snacks except for eating, this roasted corn and boiled corn can be said to be staple food, can also be said to be snacks. Because eating boiled corn can also be eaten as a staple food. In addition to the tender corn cob, there are also corn stalks, and when the corn stalks are tender, the outer skin is peeled off, and many of the cores inside are sweet and some are not sweet. In my childhood, my hometown did not grow sugarcane, even if it was sold in the market, it was shipped from other places, and the price was very expensive, few families could often buy sugarcane, and my hometown planted corn is a traditional crop, very common, fresh corn stalks have just been harvested, before the moisture of the straw has dried up, it has become a delicacy for children, of course, I am no exception, although I don't know when I have never eaten it again, but when I was a child, every year when the corn was harvested, Like the children at that time, I also ate a lot of fresh and tender corn stalks, some of them were really sweet, and some of them tasted very good, and some of them were not too sweet, but they were also okay to eat, as for the ones that were not sweet, and even the taste was very bad, and they tasted bad when they took a bite, so they threw them away, and after they dried up, they were used as firewood for cooking, and after the corn stalks were harvested, they were bundled into bundles and pulled home, and they were lined up against the courtyard wall, so that the corn stalks could dry faster, and they would not rot, and there were cattle and sheep at home. You can eat the leaves on the corn stalks, cattle, pigs, horses and donkeys even eat the tender corn stalks together, after the straw that can not be eaten is dry, it can be used as firewood for cooking, or when it is cold in winter, the fire is warmed, and then the emergence of the straw crusher, the dry corn stalk has a new use, and the straw crusher can process the straw into feed and continue to feed the livestock at home. If there are few livestock at home, the corn stalks can be sold to neighbors when they are dry. Or keep it or make firewood, which is used to light the fire and cook. And when the corn stalk has just been harvested home, leaning against the courtyard wall and leaning on the larger tree (too small trees can't do it, it can't be relied on) around a circle, you can enclose several layers, and there is a gap on the outside of the straw, because the straw can't stand upright against the tree, it is easy to fall, so there must be a certain inclination, row up a few layers around the tree, and then tie it around the periphery with a rope, even if there is wind, how the tree is swayed by the wind, the straw leaning against the tree can be kept not falling down due to the swaying of the tree. Leaning against the courtyard wall is also the same road, the bottom of the corn stalk and the head of the wall are a little distance, and they can be lined up against the courtyard wall, and they can also be lined up on several layers. Because there are so many corn stalks, one layer can't be discharged at all. Because there is a gap between the bottom of the corn stalk and the wall, the same is true for the one leaning against the tree, and there is a certain space around the tree, forming a small grass hut-like cave, which is the children's paradise at that time. Although it is a small cave, it can accommodate two or three children, at least two children are no problem, sometimes do hide, such a cave is the best place to hide, because almost every family will grow some corn, so a small cave like this has formed a landscape in the village, whether it is in the yard of each family, or in the alley, or even on the street, everywhere, it is not easy to hide inside, some children are smart, and they will quietly drill out, and then drill into the small cave that has been found. Then it's harder to spot. Even the last looking party completely admits defeat and begs for mercy, and the sought side wins a big victory. Emerging from the small cave where he was hiding, there was a burst of cheers to celebrate the joy of victory for his side. That kind of happiness, until now when I think about it, is so evocative. The simple and simple happiness of children is no longer there when they grow up, and now children do not have the simple happiness of that time, and now children are competing for toys and new clothes, or they are going to the playground to play, different times, different happiness, but the happiness of my childhood is really so simple, so simple, because there were no toys at that time, no new clothes, and children have nothing to show off and compete, just play together with small feelings. It is also the most precious memory of people of that era. Now I can only reminisce about that happy time in my memories. Nowhere to be found. There is also precious happiness in poverty. That's something that children in this day and age can never understand.

When I was a child, I also did some things that I think are funny when I think about it now, one of them, I was particularly impressed, and this incident had a profound impact on me, it happened when I was about eight or nine years old, one day, there was an old lady in the village because she was not in good spirits, and she also suffered from a chronic disease, plus she was older, and I don't know what this old lady went through, and she was found by the villagers drowning in a pond not far from the village. It was about the afternoon when it was almost dark, I was playing on the street with a group of friends, and I heard someone say that an old lady was found drowned in a pond not far from the north of the village, and many people ran out of the village. In short, many people, men and women, young and old, rushed to the past, and by the time a group of our friends arrived, the old lady who had drowned had been fished ashore from the pond by the villagers. It has also been confirmed. Because a couple of people are already crying. It may be the old lady's family, crying very sadly. Because the old lady drank a lot of water, her stomach bulged up very much, and the little daring didn't dare to come forward, just looked at it from a distance, and talked about it while looking down, saying everything, some said that the old lady had a little mental problem, and she might accidentally slip into the pond while walking by the pond and drowned, and some said that the old lady was fine, and she shouldn't go to the pond! Her house is also far away from the pond, I heard that the old lady's children are not very filial, is it that the old lady felt that life was too difficult, she jumped into the pond and drowned, and some even said that the old lady's children quarreled with the old lady and forced the old lady to walk without a way, and chose to commit suicide, anyway, there is anything to say. I squeezed forward with a few bold friends, because I was curious, I wanted to see what was going on, the timid old man stopped, I didn't dare to follow forward, a few of us were bold and finally squeezed forward, I didn't see the old lady drowning and died, I thought I was bold, but when I saw the old lady die so scary, I was still scared to squeeze out, I also looked at it a few more times, it was really very scary, and there was a strong smell, probably because of the long time soaked in the water. It was still a little hot, so the body was somewhat decomposed. Many adults pinch their noses to help deal with the aftermath, and I usually think I am bold, but I am also scared, and the smell is very pungent. I also hurriedly squeezed out, and the other friends had already run far away. I ran on my feet. When I ran to them, a few friends who had just seen the horror of the old lady drowning to death were exaggerating how terrifying they were with the few friends who didn't dare to see it, and said let's all hurry up, maybe the ghost of the old lady is floating in the air, the more they talk, the more scary it is, and some of the timid friends are scared and almost crying, and they turn around and run to the village. As soon as someone ran, a group of friends followed, and I ran as soon as I saw it! In case the old lady's ghost was really floating, and I didn't know who it was attached to, I would follow, and I would be at the end, and soon everyone would run into the village. The crying by the pond gradually became inaudible, and when we ran back to the place where we just played, many friends said that they wanted to go home, but some friends said that the adults in the family must have gone to see it, and there may be no one at home, so we still stay together, and it is almost dinner anyway. After a while, the adults in the family will definitely come back to make dinner! When the adults in the family come back, let's go back to each of our homes. The friends unanimously agreed, although they didn't go home, but they didn't play happily like just now, but you talked about what the hell I said! Listen to who said the terrible things of the dead, people will become ghosts when they die, but they are scary, they say that ghosts like to eat children, and some say that ghosts will come out as soon as it gets dark, and they usually get together to play every night, and no one says gods, ghosts. Today, because of the drowning of the old lady in the village, all the strange things about ghosts and gods are remembered, and the more everyone talks, the more scared they become, and some say that they will definitely not come out to play these nights. Speaking of which, I suddenly said, "If there is anything to be afraid of, I am not afraid of ghosts." "My sentence is really like a thunder, the new one is besieging, this one says I'm bragging, that one says I'm talking big, and I regret it after I finish speaking! But the words have been spoken, and it is time to admit it. How can I play with them after that, and I can't be laughed at by them for the rest of my life! I had to say it firmly several times, I just don't believe in ghosts and gods, I'm just not afraid, in fact, my heart is also empty, because today I see the terrifying appearance of the old lady who drowned and died, I still have palpitations, it's really terrifying. I don't know if that little friend has a bad heart. said that if I was really bold, after the old lady was buried, I would go to the old lady's grave at night and run around, and everyone would recognize me as the boss. Hey, this guy is so bad. Isn't that a pit for me? As soon as one person said this, the other friends immediately agreed. When I look at this formation, it's not a big deal! It's to see my jokes, look at my shame! I'm really digging a hole for myself. But now that I'm here, it's hard for me to ride a tiger, and I must not admit it! I can only resist stubbornly. I said I'd go, but you have to admit that I'm the boss in the future, regardless of age. "You have to do it first, who will admit it now!" A few friends continued to take my army. I said, "Okay! When the old lady was buried, I went for a run. "That's all it takes.

Unexpectedly, after a while, many people have returned to the village one after another, saying that the old lady died badly, and she will not enter the house, and she will be buried directly tonight, and some people have already gone to the ancestral grave of the old lady's house to choose a place to dig a pit. When the little friend heard this, he was even more energetic. They didn't mention what they were afraid of, but they were very enthusiastic about my affairs, and some of them said to me, "What's the matter, you are talking loudly." In the end, if you don't dare, we won't embarrass you. But you'll have to admit to being a coward later. "Of course I dare, my words count." I said that I was not afraid, I dared to go," I am still holding on. "Okay, you said it yourself, we're all good partners, but no one is forcing you." If something happens to you, you can't blame all of us. "Of course, I'm on my own, I'm on my own, but how can I prove where I've gone! Tomorrow I say I'm going, and no one of you follows me, no one testifies to me, didn't I go for nothing? "I'm arguing with my arguments. My friend began to come up with ideas, and he had to think of a way to prove that I had indeed gone to the old lady's grave in the evening. Finally, a method was discussed: the young men found a piece of evidence and handed it to me, and asked me to run to the old lady's grave at night, and throw the evidence not far from the old lady's grave, and we will all look at it together tomorrow. If the evidence is indeed not far from the old lady's grave, it proves that I really went there tonight. And it's getting dark. After dinner, everyone came to gather, and after nine o'clock in the evening, I went again, I couldn't go early. It doesn't count if you go early. It also watched me go alone, and I couldn't find a companion. I said to myself, "Okay! You guys are really good buddies of mine, and you're really thieves. Everyone held back their bad jokes, and I turned my heart sideways and said, "Okay!" That's it, come back after dinner. "Follow me to the village. See how I put the evidence at the old lady's grave. Then you can't go home first, wait for me to come back at the head of the village. Then, tomorrow during the day, we will go together to the old lady's grave to look for evidence. Prove that I am bold, and then you will confess that I am your boss from tomorrow onwards. I finished and looked at them. They all agreed to my request. Wait until it's decided. Everyone dispersed home for dinner.

After dinner, when I returned to the place where I played in the afternoon, there were a few friends, who had arrived before me, and after a while, the friends arrived one after another, and there were many more friends than before dinner. I thought to myself: the more people, the better, and since the matter has come to this, it will be a shame to be ashamed. Even if not many people know about it today, it will spread soon, and it's a big deal to admit that you're a coward! If I could challenge myself, I succeeded. Aren't there more people who admit that I'm the boss? That's majestic. Thinking about this, I see that there are a lot more people than before dinner, so I don't have to wait any longer. He said: "Now almost all the friends before dinner have arrived, and there are many after dinner, and everyone should have heard of the gambling contract I made with my partners before dinner." Not much more now. Give me the evidence you have prepared. I'll go to the old lady's grave now. "A friend handed me a barge gun carved out of wood, and many friends had this kind of wooden gun at that time, all kinds of types, and they often used it when playing games. The little friend handed me the wooden gun and said, "This wooden gun is mine, I often use it for our games, everyone knows it, now I will leave it to you, you can put this wooden gun of mine near the old lady's grave." Tomorrow during the day, let's all go over and see it together. If my wooden gun is indeed in the vicinity of the old lady's grave, we will admit that you will be our boss in the future. We'll all listen to you in the future. If you don't find it, then we'll all call you a coward from now on. I took the wooden gun, held it in my hand and said, "Good! That's it, now let's go to the village together, you wait for me at the head of the village, I will send this wooden gun to the old lady's grave alone, find a place to put it, and tomorrow we will go to verify it. "Finished. The family walked to the head of the village, and while walking, the little friend said one by one: "It's too late to regret it now, and some partners have also seen the terrifying appearance of the old lady drowning in the afternoon." It's really scary. Don't say you're alone. Even if we go together, I don't dare, you are going alone, what is the matter, we all have no responsibility, this is your own ability. No one is forcing you! It's a big deal not to call you a coward, "Some friends are timid, they are really afraid of ghosts or something, and they are worried that if I go, I am afraid that I will be eaten by ghosts and will not be able to come back." That was asked by the adults. The friends can't explain it. So I was advised to give up, and some said, "That's not good, he said it himself, and no one said let him go." If you don't dare to go, you'll have to call him a coward in the future. "I was actually very scared at this time, after all, I saw the old lady's horrible appearance in the afternoon, and my legs were weak when I thought about it. But now it's too late to hate yourself, so you can only stick to the end. Otherwise, my friends won't always laugh at me about this in the future! That's not going to work. In any case, it cannot be their laughing stock. No, when they arrived at the village, everyone didn't leave. A few friends said: "You go, we are waiting for you here, the old lady's grave out of the village to the northwest of more than three miles of place, the ancestral grave of the old lady's family, we have been to that vicinity when we used to herd sheep, you also know, it doesn't take half an hour to go back and forth normally, we are here to wait for you for an hour, an hour you haven't come back, we will go back to the village and call the adults to find you, if you come back, then let's go to the old lady's grave to find a wooden gun during the day tomorrow." ": Good! You are waiting for me here. I'll go and get the wooden gun, find a place to put it, and I'll be back. ”

With that, I took the wooden gun and walked in the direction of the old lady's grave. Hearing the discussion of the young men in the back, some were worried that something was really wrong with me, and some were waiting to see my jokes, thinking that I did not dare to go to the old lady's grave, and that I might have to go back after running around for a while. I don't care about them anymore, I only think about my own business, and my heart is terrified, I have never seen a ghost! I often hear people say that when they die, they become ghosts. In addition, the horrific appearance of the old lady drowning and dying in the afternoon was really terrifying, and if I really became a ghost, then I would not be able to live...... I was thinking about it in my heart, but I thought that the big words were said, and so many friends were waiting in the village to see my jokes, although some were really worried about me and worried about me, but I couldn't afford to be provoked by watching the excitement, so I couldn't bear it anyway if I wanted to call me a coward in the future. Thinking about it, my heart struggled in contradictions, although my heart was struggling, but my legs did not stop, maybe because of nervousness and fear, I walked much faster than usual, although my legs were a little shaky, but my steps were messy and hurried forward, and I didn't feel tired. Step by step. I still wanted to turn around and run back, but another voice said more strongly that I must not turn around and go back. Be sure to put the wooden gun near the old lady's grave. It's about my position among my peers in the future. I thought wildly as I hurried in the direction of the old lady's grave. It didn't take long for me to arrive at the old lady's grave not far away, and in the darkness I saw the old pole in front of the old lady's grave (that is, the wooden pole in front of the grave) hanging white paper in front of the grave, which was blown back and forth by the wind, making a terrifying hula hula sound, which made my sweat pores explode. There was only a cool breeze on the back of his neck, and when he walked a little further, he saw colorful paper flowers hanging from the wreath on the grave. It emits a faint rainbow light (the paper flowers on the wreath are made of colored paper with a shiny surface). This light seems to be the dim light of the underworld. It's creepy to watch and chilling. The nerves in my whole body are highly sensitive at the moment, and I can hear any subtle sounds around me very clearly. The eyes have also become unusually sharp. Agile looking around, ears are also highly sensitive, I really feel myself at the moment, eyes see six ways, ears listen to all directions. The more frightened I was in my heart, the clearer the horrific picture of the old lady drowning and dying I saw during the day, and my legs were a little disobedient. Even though I tried my best to keep my legs from shaking, I couldn't control it. I had reduced the sound of my footsteps to a minimum, I bent my waist and approached the old lady's grave lightly, the more frightened I was, the stronger the spirit of challenge became, and I moved my steps carefully. His eyes were sensitive to the movements around him, and his ears were also extraordinarily sensitive, trying his best to listen to the subtle sounds around him, and at the same time preparing to flee as fast as he could, and the fear in his heart reached an unprecedented height. Time seemed to stop at the moment. I was in a state of high tension, and I maintained a funny posture of running away all the time. Gently moving his legs, his feet gently lifted, and slowly fell. Even so, I walked around the old lady's grave twice. My eyes never left the area around the old lady's grave, and after two turns, I found that no ghost had escaped or anything out of the ordinary. Except for the sound of the paper hanging on the old pole in front of the old lady's grave being blown by the wind and the sound of the paper flowers on the wreath on the grave, there was no unusual movement. The level of fear in the mood is slightly softened. I began to look for a place to put the wooden gun there, and I thought that if it didn't work on the bright side, if you and I were late with my friends, or the old lady's family would come to the grave to worship or something. It's hard to say if you accidentally kick the wooden gun and move its position. Or if anyone looks at the wooden gun and doesn't like it, they pick it up and throw it away, or take it home for their children to play, and then they can't find it. If the wooden gun can't be found, it means that there is no evidence, then there is no way to prove that I have indeed been here, and if I can't say that I am deceiving, then I will not be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River. No, I've got to think of a safe way, huh! I buried the wooden gun. It's not easy to be discovered, and only I know, and when I come over with my friends tomorrow during the day, I won't say it, and they won't be easy to find. Thinking of this, I made up my mind, and at a distance of more than 20 meters from the old lady's grave, I chose a small mound next to a small mound that was not easy to find, dug a small pit with a wooden gun, and then put the wooden gun in it, and then covered the soil with my hands. I also deliberately disguised it. It's a little safer that way. The wooden gun was buried. I stood up and walked back and forth with my feet a few more times. It looks a little better that way. It feels pretty much the same. I looked around and found nothing unusual, and then I looked at the old lady's grave a few times, but found nothing unusual, and then my fear was much better, and I was no longer so nervous. I thought, "What a ghost is there?" It's all scary. If there were any ghosts, they would have eaten me a long time ago. Despite self-comfort. But I still can't help but feel a sense of fear in my heart. Now that the wooden guns are also placed, I will not stay here, and besides, my friends are still waiting for me at the head of the village. Thinking of this, I quickly moved away from the old lady's grave and hurried in the direction of the village. While hurrying, I looked back from time to time, and my ears tried to listen to the sound behind me. But I was much more relaxed than when I came, and I wasn't so scared and uneasy. And it also walks faster, almost trotting. The time is not big, it is not far from the village, and I heard some friends still talking from afar, and I vaguely heard someone say: "Time is not short!" Will something happen, hurry back to the village and call someone, and call the adults to find someone. Some said: "Wait, don't worry, just a little more than half an hour," among the friends, a little bit more than half an hour later, one of the friends secretly brought his father's watch on his body, it was a Shanghai brand watch, many people in the village envied his father, his father also cherished this watch very much, I heard that it was a relative of his far away, when his father and his mother got married, gave it to his father. So his father cherishes it very much and rarely wears it. Only for important things, or important occasions, will you wear it once. I don't know how he sneaked it out, but it came in handy. The partners have a time judgment. As I got closer and closer to the village. Some sharp-eyed companions saw me and shouted my name. I also answered. Many friends are boiling. Some people even call me boss. When I was still a little way away, some of my friends ran at me. They surrounded me and asked me about this and that, and some asked me if I really went to the old lady's grave, and were skeptical about whether I really went. Some of my partners firmly believe that I am not lying to everyone. Believe me, I did. I said, "I don't know now, but tomorrow during the day, let's all go and get the wooden gun together, and when we find the wooden gun, won't everything be clear?" "Yes, I'm not sure if I'm going now, I'll see the results tomorrow." Everyone talked and laughed and returned to the village. On the way, everyone has booked, and after breakfast tomorrow morning, the village will gather and go to find the wooden gun together. Then, while walking, some of the partners left the crowd one after another and went home. At this time, my mood was completely steady, and I also had my own understanding of the ghost theory. Since that day, I don't believe in the rumors of ghosts in this world anymore. My heart is still full of pride, and tomorrow I will be the boss of my friends. I couldn't help but feel a little excited. When I got home, my parents hadn't slept yet, and they didn't notice anything unusual about them, and they didn't ask me anything as usual. After brushing my teeth and washing my feet, I went to sleep and didn't say anything all night.

The next day, after breakfast, I came to the village as promised, and there were already friends who had already come, and when they saw me coming, they shouted at me: Boss. The Boss is here. I said it's too early to call the boss. It will take a moment to find the wooden gun, and then there will be a conclusion. After a while, many friends came one after another, more than last night. There are also friends who are a few years older who have come to see the fun. The friends arrived almost there, some people said: "Let's go, go to find the wooden gun, and someone will chase us behind," the little friends were in a commotion, some had already walked in front, almost surrounded me in the middle, everyone was still talking and talking about anything, you and I said and laughed one by one, and walked in the direction of the old lady's grave, two or three miles away, about 1500 meters, the time was not long to arrive, and the old lady's family worshiped in front of the old lady's grave. Because it was buried in a hurry last night, there was no worship. Today, the old lady's family and many relatives have come, and many people worship the old lady in front of the old lady's grave and send the old lady on her last journey. No one paid attention to our children, thinking that we were just watching the fun, and we didn't hinder them, because I buried the gun more than 20 meters away from the old lady's grave, so it would not affect the old lady's family and relatives to worship. During the day, everything was very clear, and I glanced in the direction of the old lady's grave, and the wreath next to the grave was very bright. There are all kinds of colors, and the paper flowers of various colors on the wreath in the sun emit a dazzling light. Twinkle and twinkle. I didn't care about looking at any more wreaths, because my friends urged me to find the wooden gun, and I relied on my memory of last night to find the approximate location of the buried wooden gun, and it was easy to find the exact location of the buried wooden gun, and I squatted down and gently removed the soil covering the wooden gun with my hand. The wooden gun was revealed, and I took it out of the pit and threw it into the air. My friends cheered around me, and some shouted at me boss. Some of those who were not convinced at the beginning are now convinced. Admit that I'm bold, whether it's true or not. You can only call me the boss. Because not far from there, the old lady's family and relatives are worshipping the old lady. I said, "Let's not make a fuss here, you see the old lady's family and relatives over there worshipping the old lady." It's not good for us to shout here, let's go back to the village and play. "Now that I'm the boss, I have a certain appeal when I speak, and everyone hears me say that. They all said listen to the boss, let's not make a fuss here, let's go back to the village to play. Everyone gathered me in the middle and went back to the village with a snort. From that day on, after a long time, there were still friends who called me boss. Of course, most of it was a joke, and even my buddies who were a few years older than me called me the boss. It's just a joke, and I'm not the boss, but after that incident, it became an indisputable fact that my friends knew that I was bold. Also, through that incident, I no longer believe in ghosts and gods. Although I don't believe in ghosts and gods, when I hear people say things about ghosts and gods, I never argue with others, let alone persuade others not to believe them. Because some people say that nothing makes sense, and I have no right to interfere with whether others believe it or not. I still remember this incident vividly. Occasionally, when chatting with friends who grew up together, the partners also brought up the incident. It's just to have fun. It's more about nostalgia for the happy times of childhood.

There was another thing that was very memorable in my childhood. It was also the first time in my memory that I entered the county seat alone, and my parents used to take me into the county seat. My village was more than 20 kilometers away from the county seat, and there were no buses at that time, so people from the countryside could only rely on bicycles and walkers to get into the city. But if you want to be in good health, you will not go to the county seat, a trip of more than 20 kilometers, a round trip of more than 40 kilometers, and then walk around the county, then you have to walk more than 50 miles on this day, if you buy something again, you can only carry it back. This is not a task that ordinary people can accomplish, so at that time, it was a big deal for rural people to go to the county seat. Many people may not enter the county seat once a month, and after that person comes back from a trip to the county seat, after dinner in the evening, as soon as he stops on the street, he will gather some people and listen to him say that he has seen something new in the city. At this time, it is a good opportunity for those who enter the city to show their eloquence, painting and coloring, dancing with their hands, and spitting about those new things they have seen in the city, and the listeners who have gathered around are excited to listen. It feels very fresh, especially some people who haven't been in the county for a long time. is full of envy for those who enter the city. Before I learned to ride a bicycle, I could only be taken into the city by my parents, otherwise I couldn't go, because I was young, I couldn't go to the county seat at all, and I was afraid of getting lost, and I couldn't find the way back after going around the county. And adults are always scaring children, don't go to the county seat alone, saying that the city people are shrewd, and a child enters the county seat, maybe the city people will be detained, and they will never come back. In fact, adults are afraid that children will get lost in the county without permission. Therefore, it is a very happy thing for children to be taken into the county by adults. That little friend followed his parents into the county seat, and a large group of friends would be envious. I am also full of yearning for the county seat. But you can't go alone. One is that it's too far, and I can't get there. It wasn't until I learned to ride a bike that that changed. Just like when you have wings, your heart is wild. When I was taken by my parents to the county seat, I began to think about it. Quietly memorize the way. Of course, my parents didn't think about my thoughts. After I thought I had memorized the general course. I couldn't resist the excitement of wanting to enter the county by myself, but I also had to look for opportunities, because my father had to ride a bicycle almost every day, and when my father didn't ride, maybe I couldn't walk away because of various circumstances, so I wanted to enter the county alone, and I couldn't go that day. After waiting for a period of suffering, I finally had the opportunity to help someone else's house. Mom walked to the fields to do farm work, and the bicycle was finally at my disposal. I made up my mind at the time of eating and ate more than usual. It's so powerful to eat enough, if you don't go so far from the county, you can't ride without strength! After eating, I checked the tires of my bike to see if they were not inflatable. Because I've been learning how to ride a bike for a while. The tires are checked every time you ride the bike. It's a habit. This is to ride into the county, the road is long, and it is necessary to check the air pressure of the tires. If the air pressure is insufficient, the bike will be very difficult to ride. After checking the air pressure, I felt that there was no problem, I touched the pocket inside my clothes, and the pocket contained the change that I had prepared for my county town a long time ago. This is the change that parents usually give. Reluctant flowers, accumulated. It's not much, but one meal is certainly enough. It is so far back and forth into the county seat, and the first purpose of entering the county seat is also to eat a delicious meal. So, without a little money, it definitely won't work. Feel the change in your pocket and bring it. I also use a small plastic bucket (which is basically the same as the soy sauce and vinegar used in supermarkets now) to carry water when my parents go to the fields to do farm work. I filled a bucket of water and brought it with me. In case you are thirsty on the road and can't find water to drink, it was not like now, there was no mineral water. There are no different kinds of drinks.

Everything is ready. As soon as I got out of the house, I pushed my bicycle and ran a few steps, got on the bike and rode out of the village, and then got on the road to the county seat, and rushed away in the direction of the county seat with all my strength. Although it was already fast, it still felt slow, and I wanted to rush into the county seat at once. Enjoy the bustle and liveliness of the county. I pedaled my bicycle forward with great interest, not forgetting the important references on both sides of the road, such as houses, bridges or trees, and important intersections to avoid taking the wrong path when I came back. At that time, there were almost no cars on the road, and it was possible to come across a farm vehicle in half a day, commonly known as: small four-wheeled. Most of them are by bike. But as a kid my age, I didn't meet a single one on a bicycle alone. I try to follow the adults as much as possible, and although I don't know anyone, I feel safe because the adults always say that there are children in the city. Even though I haven't arrived in the city yet, I have to be careful on the way. In short, everything is new, although I have been in the city with my parents a few times before, but this time I entered the city alone. The feeling is still very different, although I am a little worried, but the freshness and joy occupy the absolute upper hand. The slightest hint of worry didn't dampen my excitement. Looking at the scenery all the way, although there is no beautiful scenery, but everything is so fresh, so I also feel that everything is with a slightly familiar and unfamiliar scenery, although some impressions are the memories of following my parents into the city before, but today I can appreciate the scenery all the way more carefully, I feel that most of the scenery is still unfamiliar, I pedal all the way to the car, all the way to see the scenery, but also from time to time to remember the important road signs. Rushing to the county seat with joy. I don't know how long it took. I feel like there are more people on the road. The road became wider. There were no tall buildings in the city at that time. Five- or six-story buildings are considered high-rises, and most of them are two- or three-story buildings. So even if it's not far from the city. There are also no buildings in the city to be seen. As I kept moving forward, there were shops on both sides of the road, and then I continued to move forward, and I smelled the smell of the roadside restaurants, which was really fragrant. But I'm not hungry yet. Despite the enticing aroma of the restaurant, I didn't feel too hungry. I want to go into the city, and I want to find the streets that I went into with my parents at that time, because I remember those streets were very prosperous and there were many people. It's hilarious. Sell everything. I can't remember what the street was called. But there is one important place that I remember very well: the department store. A six-story building. It is very lively inside, and there are a variety of goods in it. I'm going to find a department store, this time I'm walking around alone, I used to follow my parents, and I didn't have time to see anything. Because my parents kept pulling me and wouldn't let me run around. But I couldn't get rid of my parents, because my parents watched very closely, and I knew that I was afraid that I would get lost. I'm in town alone today, and when I find a department store, I'll be free to wander around. You can watch whatever you want. Although I don't have the money to buy it, it's good to take a look and open my eyes. (To be continued)