The creek is still clear, and the banks on both sides of the river are green aquatic plants, flowing happily down the water. If you look closely, there are countless rice shrimp frolicking around the aquatic plants. Of course, you can occasionally see one or two crabs, leisurely staying on the aquatic plants, or swimming by casually.

I estimate that many people later like to raise fish, probably from what they saw when they were children, some scenes or fragments that are difficult to give up, that is a kind of reminiscence, but also a kind of feelings that are difficult to let go.

Sometimes there are unknown small fish jumping on the water, these small fish and shrimp are so inconspicuous, but they make the childhood of the children in the countryside more interesting. The most surprising thing is the favorite slate crucian carp of the villagers.

As it came to be said, they were extremely nutritious. They all have blue-black backs, silvery-white bellies and bodies, and unlike the large crucian carp that came later, they generally do not exceed the size of a hand at most.

For the villagers, these gifts from nature can be used as occasional delicacies and surprises. However, they are so flexible that even a child who is good at bathing can only look at them.

Not only are they quick to react, but they are also extremely difficult to find under aquatic plants and stone slabs. From time to time, they emerge from under the stones on the edge of the aquatic plants, and close to the surface of the water to spit out a few blisters. It can only be seen by making people's hearts itch, but it can only be seen.

In the summer, the stream is not deep, and it is actually not deep for adults, but I don't dare to go into the water. Adults always say that the water in the stream is not deep, but in fact, it is because it is clear. Some children are always given adventure and want to try the depths, so they always hear about accidents every summer.

These accidents have taught many lessons, and they have made a kid like a rat like a mouse. However, most of the children in the township are noisy, and they are as timid as me, and for those who dare not try any danger, the water is basically safe.

The reason why I walked the path by the stream on this day was because in summer, there were many nameless flowers blooming in the thorn bushes on both sides of the road; The second is that whenever there is a creek on the road, there are always some strange trees and rocks on both sides, which makes us children feel strange and fun.

Golden marble, wild persimmon, red and yellow firethorn, honeysuckle, rhododendron, ancient chinan, yellow gardenia tree, old crape myrtle, strange sandalwood, etc., these can be named, and some can not be called one by one, but beautiful and attractive, always these children's favorite.

Our small village is actually divided into several large areas, surrounded by three large mountains, and a small stream running through the village.

According to the old generation, there is living water entering the sea in front of the residence, there is a hand on the left and right, and there is a high mountain as the back, which is a rare treasure in feng shui. Presumably, the ancestors of the year took a fancy to this treasure land, so they took root and multiplied here.

And with the flow of the stream, there is a house built by the water, and there is a living community in the middle of the village.

This is the central location of the village, where not only the village committee is located, but also the most famous cinema. The name of this place is Tiger Hill Dam, and it is said that the origin of this name is that there were tigers here in those days.

Later generations are either skeptical of this legend or have firm trust. Anyway, it has been passed down from generation to generation. Not only did tigers appear here, but one was killed here during the Republic of China.

And the tiger that was killed actually had something to do with Xiaohua's family. I thought about something, but I didn't dare to ask the adults. The reason why I didn't ask Xiaohua is that I think with his temperament, I'm afraid that he knows less than me.

Although these are legends, I have always liked the name of Tiger Hill Dam. Another important reason why I like this place is that my grandmother settled in this place after returning from Miaojiang.

There are too many descendants of her old family, and although she may not remember my existence, every time I follow the adults to see her, I feel that she is still very kind. At that time, she would mostly pet my head, say a few words of praise, and give me a few snacks.

Now that I'm growing up, I'm very close, but there's nothing to do, and adults don't visit the door from time to time. Although I pass by here every day at school, I don't go to her house often, because for some reason, the younger generation rarely goes to her house.

The old grandmother is a typical old man in Xiangli, although she is old now, she is still in good spirits. And not only is it windy to walk, but also very tough, and everyone says that the old man can live to be 100 years old. I have no doubt about the old man's skills when she was young, because she can still climb trees in her seventies.

When the villagers chatted, they all said that this old man was not an ordinary person. Coupled with the prestige of my grandparents in the village now, and the fact that her three sons are by her side, ordinary people only have respect in front of her.

Although I never mentioned it in my mouth, I also had a little pride. Every time I pass by here, I look at her house from a distance, I don't know if I want her to see me.

When I passed by the small stream of Huqiu Dam and went up the stone bridge, I saw several children swimming in the water mouth in the middle of the dam mouth. Ten meters above the stream, the locals used a stone dam to stop the flow of water, and then used a stone dam below to form a reservoir.

This reservoir has a great effect, not only does it store a lot of water in normal times, but it can also be irrigated when it is dry. When the water is prosperous, the water flow speed can also be controlled, and it can also make it convenient for the villagers to use water daily.

A few of the children were about my age, and they were all naked in the water, and it seemed that I knew them, but I didn't greet them. When they saw me, some people threw water at me, and everyone smiled and had no malice.

Of course, there were a few women there, squatting on the stone dam and doing laundry. While chatting about the shortcomings of their parents, they looked at a few children, and scolded the children from time to time. Watching them splash my water, I laughed and scolded them.

I loved the place, it was peaceful.

There are small bridges and flowing waters, and there are also Daiwa people here.

The village is not big, and everyone basically knows each other. No matter who marries their own daughter, builds a house, or even has a good child admitted to a good school, almost everyone understands it. There are really some feelings of chickens and dogs smelling each other and getting along in harmony.

I'm about to pass by the stone bridge and see the huge fig trees by the dam. The tree took root in the cracks of the stone dam beside it, and its trunk coiled like a dragon, and then leaned into the stream where the water flowed under the stone dam. The thigh-thick trunk of the tree is more than ten meters long, and the canopy is amazing.

The trees are full of all kinds of fruits of different degrees of raw and ripe, the ones that are about to ripen have purple skins, and the green ones that have just borne fruit have just appeared, but the round ones are all loved. We also have a large fig tree in our compound, but it doesn't grow near the water.

I don't know if it's ripe, but I can't help but look at the tree. I don't know what he thinks when I see an old man sitting at the door basking in the sun on the shore, but in fact, I can only look at it.

I didn't see my grandmother, and I didn't see her at the door. However, when I crossed the street, I faintly heard a noise from Renfeng's house, presumably because of his cousin's matter.

However, I looked up and saw an old man in a dark blue cloth coat in the flat in front of the supply and marketing cooperative, drying preserved fish on a large bamboo mat. The old man was tall and smiling, and he was none other than Yubao's grandfather.

I'm not sure if I saw him last night, but looking at his tall figure, I don't know why I suddenly didn't feel the slightest feeling. I couldn't feel the presence of a man of such a size, and I felt a little strange and surprised in my heart, and I couldn't express what I meant.

After crossing the road, along the path below the supply and marketing cooperative, you can see the old roots of the curved trees on the edge of the ping, as well as the cute moss ferns. Of course, the most important thing is that there are some thorny plants, and the sprouts that emerge can be eaten after peeling.

I walked to the stone path again, where I could see the huge building surrounded by the supply and marketing cooperatives and the village committee compound.

It is much higher here, and below is the newly opened paddy fields and vegetable soil. Of course, you can also see the loess under the huge building, and it is said that the loess is the best to bury people. The reason why I suddenly had this idea was because I remembered that the cousin of Renfeng had died, and this was the cemetery in the first place.

The sun was shining and the weather was clear, but I wasn't afraid. However, just after bypassing a few hills of paddy fields, I saw Tang Yuxian holding a flat pole and rushing towards this side quickly. His face seemed a little hideous, and I was so frightened that I didn't know what to do.

"Get up there, get up to the ridge!" Tang Yuxian yelled at me, and I saw that his vicious expression was not aimed at me.

Because it came too fast, and it was sudden, I was so frightened that I couldn't help but climb up the slope of the ridge. Fortunately, it was some distance away, and when I climbed to the side slope and stood up pulling the weeds, I saw him playing something with a flat pole.

"Wow!" There was a sound of barking and whining.

A gray-colored earth dog, emaciated and skinny, with its tail completely hooked under its buttocks, ran from the ridge path with its teeth bared and limping.

Tang Yuxian was beaten hatefully in the back, probably because the dog had a leg injured and was beaten a few times. Especially the last slap on its left abdomen, the huge force directly hit it into the paddy field below.

There were people working in the fields next to him, so he raised his voice and asked Tang Yuxian what he was doing! I watched him slap it up and down, and the whining of the dog that hit him grew smaller. Probably feeling a little safe, I went down to the stone road again, only to see the dog cowering in the field, and could only vomit blood.

I don't know why, I feel that this dog is staring at Tang Yuxian fiercely, and his eyes are a little blood-red. Although it couldn't get up anymore, and it was still humming and wailing in its mouth, I had no doubt that as long as Tang Yuxian stopped, it would pounce.

Tang Yuxian beat him with a flat pole, and said that the dog's tail was hooked under the two legs, and it was not raised by someone nearby, it must be a mad dog. If you don't kill right away, it's not good to bite.

It rained down like a torrential rain, and I felt a lot of trouble in my heart, and at last the dog bared its teeth and didn't move. The blood also stained the paddy fields, and although he stepped on a lot of rice, Tang Yuxian didn't care about his actions.

I suddenly thought of the woman who had been bitten just now, I don't know if it was this dog bitten me, I felt my legs a little weak, and I ran home quickly. Even if I have the dog's appearance in my mind, blood-red eyes, and a mouth with teeth bared, Tang Yuxian has already killed it, and I am very worried.