Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Monster in the Middle of the Night

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There is a child crying in the horse's belly, which is a bit fantastical if you talk about it, but this is absolutely true, and this experience was told to my grandmother by my grandfather himself.

At this time, everyone in the yard turned their heads to look at the horse, and saw that the horse seemed to be drunk at this time, with unstable limbs, standing there and swaying from side to side, and after a while, the body was crooked, and with a "poof" sound, it actually fell to the ground, and at the same time, a string of intestines and blood collapsed from the horse's belly, and several women in the crowd saw this scene, and at the same time let out a "ah" scream, which frightened everyone.

Then, a few villagers who were a little more bold came closer to see that on the belly directly below the horse's belly, I don't know when a blood hole the size of a sea bowl appeared, and the intestines and stomachs were mixed with blood, and they were gurgling out of the hole.

After a while, the scarlet blood stained a large area under the horse, and at this time, the horse was still snoring and panting, tears were dripping from his eyes, and his four legs twitched slightly, looking very painful, and it was estimated that he would not survive.

This scene suddenly quieted down the entire courtyard, and everyone turned pale and looked at each other. My grandfather didn't scold at this time, he looked at his horse with a stunned face, he heard my great-grandfather tell him a lot of evil things that happened in Sanwangzhuang when he was a child, but he didn't encounter this evil thing now.

After a long while, a young man in the crowd asked for a wooden fork from someone else's hand, and walked up to the horse with courage, and poked it twice on the horse's belly.

It didn't matter if he poked it, and from the horse's belly came a string of piercing children's cries, and at the same time, a bloody thing came out of the bloody hole, and everyone in the courtyard felt that there was a flower in front of them, and before they could see what it was, the thing had already rushed to the courtyard wall, and after a few laps around the base of the wall, it jumped and turned over the wall like lightning, causing several women in the courtyard to shout again.

At this time, not to mention that these villagers in the courtyard didn't see what it was, even my grandfather, a quick-handed practitioner, didn't see what it was, it felt like it was about four or five feet long, the thickness of the mouth of the sea bowl, the body was either flat or round, as if it had no feet, and a big tail, which looked like a snake and a fish.

My grandfather was extremely surprised, and said in his heart, these villagers don't sleep in the middle of the night, is it just for such a thing, what the hell is this?

At this time, I don't know who in the courtyard shouted, "The river monster is running!" ”

As soon as they shouted, all the villagers in the yard came back to their senses, and a few of them reacted quickly, picked up the guy in their hands and chased them out, and the other villagers also reacted when they saw this, and chased them out from the gate with torches and farm tools.

Of course, there were still a small number of villagers in the courtyard who did not chase me out, and they dragged fishing nets to hold my grandfather. On the ground, there were still four or five villagers who had knocked over my grandfather, trying to get up from the ground.

Although the suspicion of "river monsters" was ruled out at this time, they still had to settle accounts with my grandfather for injuring the villagers.

My grandfather struggled again, and one of the young men holding my grandfather raised his hand and punched my grandfather twice, "Move again, move again to kill you!" Then, the young man turned his head and asked a middle-aged man in the yard, "Dad, what are you doing with this goods?" ”

The middle-aged man took a torch from a villager next to him, approached my grandfather, looked at my grandfather, and said in confusion: "This young man, he looks a little familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere." ”

The middle-aged man looked at my grandfather familiarly, and my grandfather looked at him familiarly, or my grandfather's sharp eyes, and after a few glances, the middle-aged man was recognized.

This middle-aged man is none other than Wang Dahe, the son of the current village chief of Sanwangzhuang, Wang Dahe, although he is much older than my grandfather, but in terms of generation, my grandfather is the same generation as him.

My grandfather immediately shouted to the middle-aged man: "Brother Dahe, don't you know me?" I'm upholding. ”

"What? Bing Shou ......" Wang Dahe heard the word "Bing Shou", immediately opened his eyes, held the torch, and looked carefully at my grandfather's face through the gap between the layers of fishing nets, followed by a stomp of his feet, "Ouch, I'm a girl, I'm really Bing Shou, grass carp, hurry up, hurry up, let go of Uncle Bing Shou......"

As soon as Wang Dahe said this, the young man who had punched my grandfather twice before was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at my grandfather. This young man is the grandson of the village chief Wang Lao, the son of Wang Dahe, named Wang Caoyu, who is also around ten ** years old, the same age as my grandfather, but my grandfather is a lifetime older than him, and he has to call my grandfather "uncle".

Wang Caoyu was a little unconvinced, and pointed at my grandfather, "Dad, this is ...... This ...... Is it Uncle Bingshou? ”

Wang Dahe raised his hand and slapped Wang Caoyu's head, "You stupid bastard, who else can you be if you are not Uncle Bingshou......" Saying, Wang Dahe seemed to remember something again, raised his foot, and kicked Wang Caoyu again, "Just now you shouted 'The River Demon is here', you are blind when you see people clearly, don't you hurry up and let go of Uncle Bingshou!" ”

A few people hurriedly untied my grandfather, my grandfather moved his muscles and bones, Wang Dahe came over to accompany my grandfather with a smile, "Brother Bingshou, misunderstanding, you are wronged, when will you go home?" Why don't you say a word to us......" As he spoke, Wang Dahe looked at the door, "Brother, is Uncle Xuanyi here?" ”

My grandfather, who eats soft and not hard, saw Wang Dahe give him a smile, he was also a little embarrassed, after all, he injured so many villagers, he didn't rush to answer Wang Dahe's words, took out a hundred taels of silver tickets from his body and handed it to Wang Dahe, "Brother Dahe, brother, I have a bad temper, I shouldn't do it, take this money to the brothers to see the doctor." ”

Wang Dahe didn't take the silver ticket, "This ...... It's all a trivial matter, what's the matter, I just want to know, is Uncle Xuanyi here with you? So saying, he looked at the door again.

My grandfather shook it.

Wang Dahe's face suddenly darkened, and he looked very disappointed.

My grandfather asked him, "Brother Dahe, what's wrong, what are these people doing in the village in the middle of the night?" ”

Wang Dahe sighed, "Alas, what are you doing, catch the river monster, this horse in the courtyard is yours, you also saw it, it was to bite the river demon to death...... Let's go, brother, go to my father's place and sit down, and let my father talk to you well. As he spoke, Wang Dahe grabbed my grandfather's hand.

At this time, the villagers who were knocked over by my grandfather got up from the ground one after another, fortunately, my grandfather took care of my great-grandfather's face, did not kill him, and did not hurt his muscles and bones, but these people not only did not complain about my grandfather, on the contrary, they all came to apologize to my grandfather. In fact, it was a small misunderstanding, there was something wrong with both sides, and it would be okay if it was said.

Wang Dahe asked these villagers to find the village doctor to see the injured ones, and he paid for the medicine, and if they were not injured, he chased the river demon, and everyone heard the words and dispersed in a hurry.

At this time, Wang Dahe pulled my grandfather out of the old house and walked in the direction of the village chief's house.

While walking, Wang Dahe said: "My father has been thinking about going to Weishi County to find Uncle Xuanyi to come back to help, since Brother Bingshou is here, it's good now......

This Wang Dahe, the eldest son of the current village chief Wang Lao, did not live with Wang Laoda, and separated after becoming a family, but every time my great-grandfather came back to Wang Lao's family, he had this Wang Dahe as a guest, so Wang Dahe and my grandfather can meet several times a year, although the two of them are very different in age, they have always been called brothers.

Wang Dahe's son, that is, the young man named Wang Caoyu, he has never seen my grandfather, but he often hears Wang Dahe praise my grandfather's face like a crown of jade, his appearance like Pan An, a talent, both civil and military.

According to my grandmother, my grandfather's appearance is very beautiful with my great-grandmother, and when he calms down, he looks like an elegant scholar, wearing a long shirt, and is graceful. However, when he moves, he rolls up his arms and sleeves, lives like a bandit, and fights without his life, which is particularly ruthless.

When my grandmother said that, I couldn't imagine what my grandfather looked like.

Straight to the point. At this time, the current Sanwangzhuang village chief Wang Boss is not too young, he is in his early sixties, he can't run on his legs and feet, and his health is not very good, so he didn't follow the villagers to catch the river monster together, and the matter of leading the villagers to catch the river monster was handed over to the eldest son Wang Dahe, who was waiting for Xin'er at home.

Wang Dahe unexpectedly pulled my grandfather into the house at this time, and Boss Wang was very happy and extremely affectionate, personally cooked a few dishes, and took out old wine to entertain my grandfather.

At this point, there may be some friends who are specifically picking faults in my book, and they are going to find fault with me again.

In ancient times, men were all about male superiority and inferiority, and men never did housework, let alone cooked. But there are already two men who can stir-fry and cook in my story, one is my great-grandfather, and the other is the current village chief. I guess I will inevitably be accused of talking nonsense and making up stories.

In fact, in our area, since ancient times, men have basically cooked, and when they don't usually cook, they must cook for themselves whenever there are guests in the house. This is a custom that has been passed down from our area, and it has a very long story here.

The story says that a long, long time ago, we had a fisherman here, and once he went down to the river to fish, and he was very lucky, and at the end of the day, not only was the warehouse full of fish and shrimp, but also caught a very large carp of the Yellow River. When the fisherman was pleased, he slaughtered the big fish and invited his relatives and friends to come to his house to eat it.

The fisherman's wife was in charge of cooking the fish, and when the fish was cooked, it was served to the table, and when everyone tasted it, the fish was bitter and astringent