When I was younger, I used to ask my grandmother why she got up so early. At that time, I didn't understand firewood, rice, oil and salt, and I didn't understand the hardships of life. Although I know that my grandmother got up and cooked, washed the laundry and quilts. But I don't think you have to do it so early, and it's the same with getting up and doing it after a lazy sleep.

My grandmother replied to me that because there were two people standing on either side of the gate in the morning, she was gone as soon as she opened the door. She opened the door early because she was afraid that others would be frightened when they came to her grandmother's house in the morning.

I was skeptical of my grandmother's words.

Especially on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, my grandmother got up in the middle of the night to open the door. Because on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the children in the village will come out to pay New Year's greetings, and they will get up early before dawn. "Adults look forward to harvesting the fields, and children look forward to the New Year".

Once, when it wasn't the New Year or the holidays, I sneaked up in the middle of the night and quietly walked behind the gate to look out. The crack in the door of my grandmother's house is relatively large. I can look out from the inside. Sometimes my grandfather or grandfather would come back late, and he would put his finger through the crack in the door and pull the deadbolt behind the door little by little.

I still remember that night, especially the wind that night. Before I could get behind the door, I heard a whining sound like a cry as the wind came through the crack in the door, as if it were a passage through which a new life was born, and it was painful to squeeze out.

When I walked behind the gate, my face was sore from the wind, as if someone had twisted it. Ignoring the pain in my face, I put my eyes on the crack in the door and looked out.

Didn't see anything.

Just as I was about to look away in disappointment, suddenly a corner of my clothes floated from the side, and then fell back again!

I was shocked! This only happens if you are standing on the side of the door! But I was too frightened to lean over to look to the sides. I kept some composure in the panic, and told myself that I couldn't just run away, lest the "people" hiding by the door would find out, and lest my grandparents wake up. I moved slightly. Try not to make a sound, then retreat into the bedroom.

When I got back to bed, I was chilled and still terrified. I consoled myself that maybe a thief was standing on the side of the gate, and the thief's clothes were blown by the wind, and I happened to see them. But this comfort did not calm me down.

The next day I had a high fever. But there is grandpa and grandpa. I quickly had a fever.

I never asked my grandmother what was standing next to her door. Or rather, when I really want to ask. My grandmother has passed away.

On the fourth day of the disappearance of the bamboo slipper, when my grandmother opened the door early in the morning, I don't know if she saw the two "people" standing on the side of the door like I did, but she saw a very large mouse.

The mouse was so big that Grandma screamed in fright.

Grandpa hurriedly got up and ran to the gate to see what was going on on Grandma's side. When my grandfather arrived at the door, he saw a big rabbit lying next to the threshold.

"Mouse! Mouse! Such a big mouse! Grandma was so frightened that she hugged her grandfather's arm. She did mistake the rabbit for a mouse. Because Zhu Yuzi got dead rats a few times, she thought that this was also a dead mouse from Zhu Yuzi.

"It's not a mouse, it's a rabbit." Grandpa kicked the rabbit lightly. The ears of the two rabbits are clear. But the rabbit's feet were tied with straw ropes. The rabbit was alive and moving.

"Rabbit?" Grandma was a little relieved and bent down to look at the rabbit.

"Hmm." Grandpa looked around.

"Who sent the rabbit to my door so early?" Grandma was confused, "Could it be Zhang Gu?" ”

Zhang Gu is a hunter in the village, and often goes up to the mountains to hunt some game, eats it himself, and sells it. Occasionally, I give it away. At that time, there were many rabbits in the mountains, and they were the favorite prey of hunters.

Grandpa shook his head and said, "It definitely wasn't from him." ”

"Why?" Grandma asked.

It's not that Zhang Gu didn't send a rabbit to his grandfather. Zhanggu's child once chased a rabbit and got lost in the forest. When Zhanggu found his child, his child was burrowing his head down a rabbit hole. Zhang Gu carried the child back. But the child always said that he was a rabbit and wanted to go back to the mountain, and that his rabbit hole was in which hole on which slope. Later, it was his grandfather who helped him heal the child. In order to express his gratitude, Zhang Gu gave two rabbits to his grandfather. When my mother saw rabbit meat during dinner, she thought it was pork and shouted, "Finally there is pork to eat!" ”

The grandfather said: "Zhang Gu used a gun to hit rabbits, and a dozen is a bullet, like sand." The rabbits that hit were all bloody. Look at this rabbit, the fur is all good, how could it be sent by Zhang Gu? Besides, I haven't done anything for Zhang Gu recently, why did he send rabbits for no reason? ”

"Who could that be? Could it be that the rabbit himself was sent to the door with his feet tied with straw ropes? Grandma said.

At this moment, a squeaky sound sounded.

My grandparents followed the sound and saw the bamboo slippers crawling towards this side. The bamboo slipper has a straw rope in his mouth.

"Bamboo slippery?" Grandpa was surprised.

Grandma said happily: "It turned out that the bamboo slipper caught the rabbit and came back!" It saw that our family hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and that Zhang Gu had sent rabbit meat, so he went to the mountains to catch rabbits and came back, right? ”

Grandpa was immediately moved to tears. It turned out that it did not leave, but went up the mountain to catch rabbits. He heard his father say that the child wanted to eat meat, and because of himself, the family had no meat to eat, so he felt guilty and went to find meat to eat.

When it was time for lunch, my grandfather found a bowl of meat on the table, but he didn't believe that he could get meat dishes at home, so he put a chopstick in his mouth and chewed it, and asked his grandparents in surprise, "How can there be meat?" Where did this dish come from? ”

My mother shouted happily, "Ah, there's meat to eat!" ”

Grandma scooped a spoonful of rabbit meat into her mother's bowl, smiled and replied, "This is rabbit meat." ”

Mother hurriedly put the rabbit meat in her mouth and ate it soundly.

Grandpa said: "I'm not asking what kind of meat this is, I'm asking where this dish comes from." ”

Grandma said, "I got it from the bamboo slipper." ”

Grandpa was taken aback and said, "Isn't Zhu Chuzi angry with me?" ”

Grandma pointed to the beam with chopsticks and said, "It's back again." You see, it's there. ”

Daddy looked up and saw a pair of glowing eyes. That's the eye of the bamboo slipper. It seemed excited and complacent. Zhenzhenli.

Grandpa suddenly remembered the memory of his youth in the Sichuan Hotel. In order to please him, Zhu Liuzi stole apples, golden hairpins and money for him.

Decades of time, half a lifetime, are fleeting.

In this half of his life, only this bamboo slipper has been with him the longest. During this long period of time, the bamboo yoko gave him far more than he gave the bamboo yoko. He had a lot of words of gratitude, but now he was looking for such angry words to expel the bamboo slipper.

But if you don't expel it from here, you won't be able to attain higher cultivation.

Grandpa suddenly became furious, threw the chopsticks in his hand on the beam, and scolded: "You useless thing! Do you remember the apple hairpin and money you stole when you were in Sichuan? I told you back then, don't do this kind of rooster and dog thief! It damages your cultivation again! Now you're messing with me with this rabbit again! If you use all your spiritual wisdom on such useless things, how can you achieve great success in the future! You useless thing! Get out of here! ”

The chopsticks flew towards the bamboo slip and hit the bamboo slipper accurately. Bamboo Yozi may not have thought that the chopsticks would really hit it, so he was defenseless and squeaked by the chopsticks. It hurt so much that it didn't grasp it steadily, and it fell off the beam, just in the soup bowl on the table, and splashed the soup. The spilled soup still had warmth and fell on my mother's face. Mom was immediately burned and cried.

Grandpa was very worried that the soup was too hot and would burn the bamboo slip, but when he saw the bamboo slip immediately crawling out of the soup bowl, and the mother on the side was scalded and there was no red mark after being scalded, he knew that the temperature of the soup was not too high. He continued to panic, picked up the soup spoon next to him and hit the wet bamboo slipper, and continued to scold: "What a bowl of soup was ruined by you!" And it burned my granddaughter! Look how much trouble you're going to cause for our family! ”

The soup spoon did not hit the bamboo slipper, but it scooped up the bamboo slip like a spoonful of water and threw it towards the door.

The bamboo slip was covered in soup and looked very depressed. The glint in its eyes vanished, revealing a hint of grief.

When my grandparents saw that my grandfather was so angry, they didn't dare to persuade him.

"Get out! Get out! Daddy yelled at the bamboo slipper.

The bamboo slipper rolled up, supported the ground with his two front paws, kowtowed to his father like a human, kowtowed three times, and then turned around and jumped out of the door.

Since then, my grandfather has not seen a bamboo slipper.