The Cowherd and the white cloth were very sad, so they listened to the old cow and said: "My life has ended, and now I want you to promise me one thing, that is, after the old cow dies, you are not allowed to eat the meat of the cow, and it will be cremated, so that my body and soul will be reborn in the burning flame and fly to heaven." ”

With tears in their eyes, they promised, "Yes! ”

"In return, when I die, I will immediately peel off my cowhide intact, and in case of emergency, I can put it on him and fly into the sky." Lao Niu said sincerely.

"Brother Niu, this can't be done, we can't do this." The two looked at the dying old cow, like a loved one was about to leave them, and it was too late to mourn, how could they do something to mutilate the corpse.

"If you want to be my big brother, do as I say. According to Lao Niu's understanding, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother have always been tyrannical. They will not allow such a thing as a fairy Sifan and a private mortal to happen, and their daughter's marriage will not be blessed by her parents, but will definitely obstruct and blame them in every way. In order to be able to defend your love and resist the tyrant, you will get the help of this cowhide at the right time, remember, remember. The old cow burst into tears, and he paused and continued, "Can you bear to refuse the request of the eldest brother when he is dying?" If you don't promise me, I won't die blindly. ”

The cowherd had tears in his eyes, and only nodded desperately.

A ray of comfort flashed in the old cow's eyes, and he closed the bull's eyes peacefully, tilting his head to death.

The cowherd hugged the old cow's neck and cried, his liver and gallbladder were broken, thinking of his day and night with the old cow, and he depended on each other. In front of me, all kinds of past: Qianmo vertical and horizontal, ploughing and ploughing; green willows and green grass, cattle and flutes; Take the water of the Chacha River, and people and cattle bathe together; As the sun sets, many scenes of the cow entering the village are vivid.

The deceased is gone, like in a dream, which makes him sad and weeping. The white clothes wept secretly.

After crying for a long time, Bai Yi explained: "The cow can't be resurrected after death, please ask Lang Jun to mourn!" ”

The cowherd wiped away his tears and stood stupidly.

Bai Yi said: "We must not disobey the instructions of the golden bull, and only by doing what it says can its spirit in heaven be at rest." ”

The Cowherd knew that what she said made sense and nodded. He removed the knife from the wall and knelt on the ground while weeping as he carefully peeled the cowhide.

He started very lightly and cut slowly, as if he were performing a sacred and solemn sacrifice, showing the colors of piety and sorrow.

The cowhide was peeled off inch by inch, and it did not hurt the bones and flesh in the slightest. It's like an artist carving his most beloved work of art, lest the slightest mistake ruin it.

Bai Yi was moved by his focused expression, and silently looked at the cowherd on the side, casting an approving gaze.

Time passed slowly, and the cowhide was peeled off, a whole piece. In fact, when the sun sets, the sunlight inlays a golden yellow circle of light on the cowhide, which looks very sacred.

The cowherd hung the cowhide on the old elm tree in front of the house.

Bai Yi pulled the cowherd and solemnly kowtowed three times to the cowhide, bowed to each other again, and said: "Let the old cow bless, the two of us, life and life, will never be separated." "The right to do the gift of husband and wife.

There is neither the life of parents nor the words of matchmaking, only the burning love of each other

The ceremony was completed, and the two of them piled up the dry firewood in the courtyard beside the old cow. Fearing that the cremation would not be complete, almost all the firewood and grass were exhausted, and they were piled up into a hill to resemble each other.

While they were busy, the sky gradually darkened, and a bright moon hung in the sky, bright and distant.

The cowherd lit firewood and grass, but saw the flames blazing, and the fire was candlelight.

In a trance, the two seemed to see the shape of the flame gather into a fire ox, with two wings, strong and straight, soaring into the air, and in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the sky.

I only listened to the white clothes clasping their hands together, looking into the sky and praying: "The golden bull goes all the way!" The heavens say good things, and the lower realms descend auspicious. ”

The cowherd looked at the firelight for a long time, stunned.

Until Bai Yi took his hand and summoned him: "Lang Jun, go to dinner quickly!" ”

He realized that he had been in the courtyard for a long .......

Bai Yi boiled two bowls of wild vegetable rice porridge, a bowl of shepherd's cabbage mixed sauce, and two small bowls of white rice on the rope basin tile stove. It is fully prepared and placed on the table in the middle of the room for dinner.

The cowherd was eating rice and drinking vegetable porridge, and he thought it was delicious. Peeking at Bai Yi, she didn't drink the soup, just mixed the rice with mixed sauce, ate half a bowl, and put it down. I scooped water into the jar with a scoop and drank it, and then finished eating.

By the light of the residual ointment, looking at the white clothes, it was even more beautiful, with a bay of autumn water in his eyes. The eyebrows are picturesque, the lips are red like fire, the smile is charming, and the cheeks are shallow dimples.

I feel sorry for you!

"For such a person, I will only give her bibimbap...... "Cowherd thought, feeling ashamed, and his cheeks and ears were hot.

After breakfast, go to bed and rest, husband and wife are affectionate, respectful of each other.

The next day, before dawn, because he was too excited, the cowherd woke up early. I saw that the waning moon of Hyosung took a clear picture of the room, the white clothes were fluffy, and the crisp chest was half exposed, and he slept with him, snoring and sleeping deeply.

At this time, Bai Yi turned over slightly, exposed a pair of slender jade legs, and half put them on the waist of the cowherd. He gently moved his leg away. said in his heart: "The lady is delicate and wonderful."

It's really tortured and killed the stars and moons, and it can't be irradiated.

He quietly got up and put on his clothes. It was still early, and he wanted Baiyi to sleep a little longer, not wanting to disturb her. Gently cover the door and go out, washing your face while removing the wood knife from the wall.

The Cowherd secretly swore that he must work harder than before, even though he was just a poor guy. But he thought that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely give his lady a satisfactory good life.

Looking forward to the future, infinitely better, he felt that his strength was bursting.

The Cowherd walked out quickly and ran all the way. Walk through the turquoise sorghum fields to the mountains, into a lush pine forest, wielding a firewood knife and cutting wood and branches.

Wake up the dreams of countless wasps, grasshoppers, ants, and butterflies!

The dew wet his trousers, the sweat soaked his clothes, he didn't feel tired at all, and he smiled happily.

After a short time, he hit a pile of fuelwood like a hill, and thought to himself: "In addition to using it for yourself, you can also sell it at the market for five cents." ”

The harvest is not small, think of Dole, which is a meager happiness obtained by the poor through labor. Even if it's insignificant, as long as it's hopeful.

Tie the firewood with a straw rope and carry it on your back, which is more than 200 catties. Fortunately, the Cowherd can carry the weight and is completely worthy of his surname.

In fact, the morning light was faint, and I could see many tall earthen houses scattered on the fields in the distance. At the edge of the village, there is a mud hut with smoke rising from the roof. It is the home of the Cowherd.

"She is really a virtuous lady, giving up her life of fine clothes and food in the sky, not being a princess and a peasant woman, and now she has started to cook, it is really difficult for her." The Cowherd thought to himself, quickened his pace, and ran naturally. The round bright red first sun shines on the future, and the cool morning breeze blows the face, which is very comfortable.

When the day came, I came to the house, put the fuelwood in the yard, and the moment I pushed open the door, I was stunned by the scene in front of me.

Bai Yi was sitting in front of the loom, singing. The shuttle fluttered like the wind, making a harmonious sound, as if to accompany her singing.

With her slender and slender ten fingers, she leads the thin, shiny thread to the loom. Swift and nimble throws the shuttle back and forth, and thus, a delicate piece of cloth was born under her hands.

Now, the bed is piled up with colorful cloths, dozens of feet in size.

When the cowherd came to his senses, he forgot to be happy, and hurriedly said: "Lady, rest for a while, weaving so much cloth must be tired!" ”

"Lang Jun, you're back, you're working much harder than me, before dawn, you sneaked out to chop wood. Let's go wash up and get ready to eat. Bai Yi smiled and stepped off the loom and brought the food in the pot to the table.

"Yes, fairy lady" The cowherd naughtily slapped a stand, and when he washed his hands, he still didn't forget to turn around and make a grimace at the white clothes, and said, "I can't hide anything from you." ”

Bai Yi pointed at him with one hand, and the five fingers of one hand were dilated, and then clenched into a fist. gestured to the cowherd and said with a smile: "It's good to know, please remember, no matter how cunning the husband is, he can't escape the lady's five finger mountain." Besides, you are a loyal gentleman, I have nothing to worry about! ”

The Cowherd said solemnly: "I will never live up to the teachings of Qing." ”

"Look at you're nervous, talking and playing, let's eat, the food is going to be cold."

"Only the lady's words are followed, I am serious."

The two talked and laughed, full of fun. After breakfast, the cowherd carried firewood and cloth and went to the market five miles away to sell the goods.

Since then, the cowherd and the white-clothed man have been in love with each other, and the male farmer and the female weaver have started a happy and happy life.

No, they also gave birth to a son and a daughter, the son was named "Niu Jinxing", and the daughter was called "Niu Niu".