In ancient times, there was a woodcutter named San Lang, who lived in a quiet small village, and the old mother depended on each other, the old mother was old, her health was getting worse and worse, and she died soon, since then, San Lang lived alone, and her mother said before she died, but unfortunately I can't see you marrying a wife, I don't see you dying. After the mother finished speaking, she opened her eyes and died. At that time, Saburo vowed to marry a beautiful and virtuous girl as his wife to comfort his mother's soul in heaven. After two years, Saburo reached the age of marrying a wife, and there was a matchmaker who told him to be a matchmaker, but as soon as the girl heard that he was poor, she gave up, so Saburo was very depressed in his heart, feeling that he was useless and sorry for his mother. On this day, Saburo went up the mountain to chop wood, he walked in the quiet mountain forest, the weather was very good, the sun sprinkled on the path through the layers of dense leaves, sprinkled on Saburo's sturdy body, Saburo felt very comfortable, he was only happy when he was chopping wood. Walking and walking, in the deep grass, something flashed by, Saburo was not surprised, nor afraid, then there must be some animal, maybe a fox, maybe a rabbit, anyway, they won't hurt themselves. Saburo chopped firewood for a while, came to a stone next to a stream and sat down, the stream was gurgling, crystal clear, Saburo couldn't help but stretch out his hands to drink water, the stream was sweet, his heart was cool, and he couldn't help but admire. When he looked up, he saw a girl sitting on a stone opposite, across the stream from him, the girl was wearing a yellow dress, and she was very eye-catching in this deep forest full of green, she was very beautiful, with a goose egg face and starry eyes, and San Lang was not only stupid. He said to the girl, "Where did the girl come from?" How to be alone in the mountains, beware of tigers, hurry home. The girl was wiping away tears when she heard someone talking to her and looked up.

"But I have nowhere to go."

The girl said, weeping even more.

Saburo saw that the girl was pitiful, so he waded into the water and came to her.

"Could it be that the girl and her husband quarreled?" Saburo asked.

"I'm not married yet." The girl said.

"That's a quarrel with my father?" Saburo asked again.

"You're half right. I am the stepmother, my mother died not long ago, my father accepted this new wife is so powerful, I don't deal with me, find fault and abuse, I just scolded her, she complained to my father, who knows, my father not only did not face me, but also beat me, I ran out of anger, now, I just want to die. The girl said as she twitched.

San Lang said: "The girl is so beautiful, wouldn't it be a pity to die, why don't you go home with me?" ”

When the girl heard this, she looked at Saburo carefully and nodded in agreement.

Saburo and the girl became husband and wife. After marriage, the two lived very sweetly, the girl's name was Huang Xian'er, after San Lang's observation, it was found that Huang Xian'er had the good character of being virtuous and housekeeping, which made San Lang very pleased, and he thanked God for giving him a good wife.

San Lang is not rich, and his food is also clear soup and little water, but since he married Huang Xian'er, the food on the dinner table has become abundant, this meal of fat duck, the next meal of tender goose, and fragrant chicken. Saburo asked, where did the lady get the money to buy these valuable meats? Huang Xian'er said that when she escaped from home, she took a lot of silver from her father, and she didn't spend it in vain, and if she didn't spend it, she would cheapen the vicious stepmother. Saburo nodded, feeling that what she said made sense. I feel a little ashamed in my heart, I am a man, but I can't give my wife a good meal. Fortunately, his wife is not the one who hates the poor and loves the rich, and still loves him as before.

In recent days, some people in the village have said that the family has recruited thieves, chicken thieves, stole his old hens, and poisoned the dogs. As soon as the man said this, everyone responded, and the one who said that his goose was also stolen, the one who said that the duck was stolen, and the other who said that the rabbit was stolen. Everyone talked about it, guessing who this thief was, there are sixty families in the village, and the people have always been simple, and if there is no person with unclean hands and feet, will it be from another village? Everyone was more vigilant at night, and those who did not have a portal set up a fence.

A widow named Qiao'er in the village, this night, it was very late, she sat under the oil lamp and sewed clothes, suddenly heard a flutter in the chicken coop in the yard, the hen inside made a frightened cry, the widow put down her work and ran to the yard, under the moonlight, she saw a long animal in the chicken coop, she knew it was a weasel at a glance, she picked up a brick next to the threshold like the weasel to fight, did not fight, the weasel was frightened to drill the fence and fled out, but the fence was too dense, the weasel body stuck there, It writhed and was about to jump out, and the widow took the opportunity to pick up the brick, and struck again, and hit the weasel's buttocks, and the weasel screamed in pain, and strangely, it made a human cry, and the widow heard it clearly, just like a woman, and with an "ah" sound, the widow shuddered with fright, and turned back to the house and closed the door, and she looked out through the crack in the door, and saw that the weasel had fled. She clutched her chest, scared and didn't sleep all night.

The next day, Qiao'er told her neighbors about her previous night's experience, and soon word of her strange experience spread throughout the village, and everyone turned from anger to fear, saying that the chicken thief was a weasel. Since then, as soon as the sky is dark, the houses are closed and no longer come out.

San Lang also told Huang Xian'er not to go out at night, Huang Xian'er pursed her lips and smiled, and said, my little daughter-in-law who just passed the door is embarrassed to go out. Huang Xian'er has been feeling a little uncomfortable recently, she was lying down all the time, and when she was resting in her wide clothes, San Lang found that she had a blue patch on her buttocks, so she asked what was wrong? Huang Xian'er said that she fell, sprinkled water on the ground, and slipped.

When the lively days of the market in the town came, San Lang went to the market to buy a piece of cloth to make new clothes for Huang Xian'er, and also bought a few chickens to relieve her boredom.

Huang Xian'er had a faint attitude when she saw the cloth, but she was very happy when she saw the chickens, so she built a nest for them with bricks and raised them carefully. However, within a few days, one chick was lost, and there were ten, but gradually it became five, and half of it was gone. San Lang said angrily, this weasel is really hateful, and such a small chicken can steal it. Huang Xian'er grinned and said, one bite at a time, fragrant and tender. San Lang nodded, feeling that what his wife said was very reasonable, so he built the chicken coop higher.

On this day, the moonlight was bright, San Lang slept until midnight and turned around, his hand touched his wife's side, empty, he woke up immediately, opened his eyes, and found that his wife was not there, he got up, lit the oil lamp, looked inside and outside the house, and saw no trace of his wife, he was anxious and wondered, walked to the door, found that the door was empty, his wife went to the latrine, he thought, came to the yard, and went to the latrine to look for it, the latrine was empty, and there was no shadow of anyone. Saburo began to get angry, what did a woman do in the middle of the night, and he began to doubt his wife's character. He simply stopped looking for it, went back to the house, and fell asleep sullenly.

Early the next morning, he woke up, he slept very unsteadily, and complained about his wife in his dreams, but now, his wife slept well next to him, and his angry heart softened again, but he still asked, where did you go last night? My wife said, it's terrible, last night I heard the miserable cry of the chicken, thinking that the weasel came, I opened the door and walked out, sure enough, the weasel was picking up the chicken nest, and took away a chicken, I went to chase, and chased it for a long time, and finally I didn't catch up, so I walked back slowly, alas, there was no one again. Saburo ran to the chicken coop to take a look, and sure enough, there were only four left. San Lang reprimanded his wife, saying, nonsense, you are so bold, chasing a weasel in the middle of the night, and running so far, didn't you listen to the villagers say that the weasel became a sperm, what if it harms you? Isn't it just a chicken, your own life is important. Huang Xian'er said regretfully, we are still waiting for the chicken to lay eggs. And promised Saburo that he would never go out alone at night in the future. She got up to cook, and in a few moments a steaming plate of roast goose was brought to the table.

Huang Xian'er is the most beautiful daughter-in-law in the village, many men covet Huang Xian'er's beauty, and they can't wait to look at it twice, but Huang Xian'er adheres to the woman's way, stays at home, and wants to see each other, which is more difficult than climbing to the sky. Fortunately, there is no door in her house, and there is a fence around the yard, and these men walk by here intentionally or unintentionally, hoping that Huang Xian'er happens to be standing in the yard so that they can take a look, even one of San Lang's better friends, Lao Ba, is also like this, because he has a good relationship with San Lang, he can come to San Lang's house at any time as a guest, and he comes more often than before San Lang got married. Therefore, the men in the village all envy Lao Ba, and of course envy San Lang even more.

One breezy afternoon, Lao Ba walked to San Lang's house again, he knew that in such a good weather, San Lang must be chopping wood on the mountain, and Huang Xian'er was at home alone, so he could talk to Huang Xian'er in the name of finding San Lang. He walked all the way, and saw the yard of San Lang's house from a distance, Huang Xian'er was squatting in the yard and didn't know what to do, he walked up gently, and across the fence, he saw Huang Xian'er squatting next to the chicken nest, staring at the chirping chicks in the nest. Lao Ba looked at this strange phenomenon silently, and suddenly, Huang Xian'er grabbed the chicken, put it in her mouth, chewed it, her cheeks bulged, and blood flowed down the corners of her mouth. The eighth child was frightened, he turned around woodenly, lost his soul, and quietly left, walked a distance before he ran and ran home in one breath. From then on, he never dared to go to Saburo again.

After some time, the weasel who had stolen the chickens went to a neighboring village, and a woman who had returned to her mother's house said, "It's terrible, every house has been stolen."

The eighth child has been depressed since that day, he has been worried about San Lang's safety, but he doesn't know how to say it, he knows that Huang Xian'er is likely to be a weasel spirit. He finally couldn't hold it anymore and told Saburo when he came to his house for a drink. When Saburo heard this, he didn't get angry, but said, I also think there's something wrong with her. The eighth asked what was wrong. Saburo said that it was really hard to speak. The eighth was unwilling and asked again and again. San Lang was embarrassed to say it, Mrs. is good at everything, but there is a strange problem, the fart is too smelly, the house is often smoked by her disgusting smell, and it takes a long time to disperse, the smell is like the smell of a weasel's fart, when she gets married, she may be shy, not like this, but recently, it has become more and more frequent. Moreover, Madame has a quirk of bathing but never changing clothes. When the eighth heard this, he couldn't help laughing. Saburo lowered his head bitterly.

When they got together, they decided to go to the old man on the mountain, and when the old man heard about this, he twisted his beard and said, Don't be afraid, bring her clothes tonight while she is asleep.

San Lang listened to the old way, and at night, after Huang Xian'er fell asleep, he wrapped up her yellow clothes that had never been changed, quietly went out, and ran up the mountain in one go. After handing it over to Lao Dao, Lao Dao opened the package, took out his clothes, lit a fire, recited a few incantations, and when his clothes turned to ashes, he said, you can go back, the beast is dead, go back and bury it on the mountain.

Saburo stumbled home, and along the way, he had mixed feelings. When he came to the house, he opened the door, smelled a smell of blood, and couldn't help but be afraid, he walked in with the courage to go in, lit the oil lamp, and came to the edge of the kang with the trembling oil lamp, and saw a weasel lying there on the kang, already dead, its body had no fur, as if it had been stripped off, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The next day, Saburo took out the cloth he had bought from the bazaar, wrapped it around the dead weasel, and carried it to the mountain and buried it.