He never thought that he would need the help of Bamboo Slip after death. If the bamboo slip can help, it will be more secure. But Grandpa didn't think about this, he hoped that Zhu Luozi would become a great cultivator. He also believes that the bamboo slip can be cultivated. Because the one-eyed monk said so when he saw the bamboo slipper.

So later, when my grandfather was told that my father's grave had been punched by a mouse, my grandfather was not surprised, and he guessed that the bamboo slip had come and led my grandfather on the road to Yellow Springs.

Grandpa listened to the words of the family fairy.

One day not long after, my grandfather was smoking and suddenly extinguished the cigarette.

Zhu Yuzi was swallowing clouds and spitting fog on the beams of the house, and suddenly felt that the smell of smoke was much lighter, and hurriedly glared and looked down, his beard curled and he was quite angry.

Daddy blew the soot that fell on his clothes. Normally, Daddy doesn't let the soot fall on his clothes. But today is different. He smoked and thought about things so much that he forgot that it was time to dust off his cigarettes.

After blowing the cigarette ash, Grandpa glanced back at the bamboo slip on the beam, and then said: "Didn't you feel uncomfortable when you didn't smoke halfway?" ”

The bamboo slipper made a spin on the beams.

"Hahaha," Daddy laughed, "Although I have been smoking less recently, I still have a smoking addiction." ”

The bamboo slipper spun around again, looking very impatient.

"I won't give you any cigarettes from now on." Daddy suddenly became serious.

The bamboo slipper didn't spin, and looked at his father in a daze. It understood Daddy's words, perhaps a little confused. I have been smoking cigarettes with my grandfather for decades, how could my grandfather suddenly say that? Maybe that's what it thinks.

"You should go to the wider heaven and earth, to absorb the more refined heaven and earth vitality. You see, you've been with me for fifty or sixty years, and you haven't made any progress. In the past, I might be useful to you here. But now not only is it useless to you, but it is a well that restricts you from continuing to cultivate, and you are the frog in this well. Grandpa said earnestly to Zhu Yuzi.

The bamboo slip was motionless, only the beard swayed slightly, which must have been blown by the wind leaking through the cracks in the roof tiles. Chastity craftsman.

"You'll leave tomorrow. I won't give you a cigarette in the future. Daddy waved his hand, then stood up and left the room.

Daddy just walked out. My grandfather came looking for me.

At that time, mud-walled houses were not very soundproof. What Grandpa said to Bamboo Slipper, Grandpa heard it clearly. Grandpa leaned into his father's ear. said softly: "Do you really want to go away?" ”

Grandpa squinted at the room and deliberately said loudly: "What I said just now is to be polite to it." Actually, where do I want it to cultivate? I don't want it to stay here. If you think about it, now that the child is growing up, there are always rats running around in the house, which is not good for the child, let alone a girl. Besides, now the grain production in the brigade has been reduced, the rat plague is serious, and the 'elimination of the four pests' is being mentioned everywhere, and rats are in the first place. If other people's families hand over rats to the brigade every day, not only will our family not be able to hand them over, but rats can be seen everywhere, how do you say we will be in the brigade in the future? ”

During that time, there was indeed rat hunting everywhere. Not only do you have to fight, but you also have to hand over a few rats to the brigade every day. This is indicated. Some people killed more than 10 rats a day, but only handed over one or two a day. This can be done for a long time, and it seems that their family has been playing mice. This kind of positive family can get an extra half a catty of pork during the New Year's holiday. At that time, half a pound of pork was a big deal. Although my grandmother raised pigs every year, she rarely ate pork, because the pigs belonged to the public, and the pig farmers only helped the brigade to raise them. After the pigs were slaughtered, it was up to the brigade to decide how much pork to give to the grandmother. Since the bamboo slip is at my grandfather's house, my grandparents can't catch mice if they want to.

Rats will bite wooden furniture, ruffle roof tiles so that they leak when it rains, dig holes in the floor, drag cotton rags into them, and most importantly, steal food. And my father's family has never worried about these problems, which was of course a good thing in the past, but now it is different, if you can't hand over the mice, the brigade thinks that the grandpa's family is not active in fighting mice, does not cooperate with the organization, and does not abide by discipline.

Grandma's family has never disliked bamboo slippers, only my mother was ignorant when she was a child, and she saw that other people's families had energy-saving pork every year, but they didn't have it at home, so they clamored to eat pork. Whenever this happens, my grandfather scares my mother and says, "There is no meat, but there is fried meat with bamboo shoots, do you want to taste it?" ”

Mom didn't dare to make a noise, but she held back her tears. Stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots is not a dish, it means knocking people with chopsticks. Chopsticks are made of bamboo, so they are called bamboo shoots. Stir-frying meat is not stir-frying, but beating on human flesh. Adults often use "stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots" to scare children.

I believe that when my mother was noisy about eating meat, I also heard it.

Because every time my mother made a noise, my grandmother would find two or three dead rats on the threshold when she opened the door early in the morning.

Grandma knew that it was brought by the bamboo slipper, probably telling them to hand over the rats to the brigade as well. But Zhu Yuzi didn't know that these rats were not enough. Zhu Yuzi has been by his father's side for a long time, and he can indeed understand some people's words and feel some popularity, but it is far from enough to understand the human world.

Therefore, after hearing what Jiaxian said, Grandpa thought carefully about how to get Zhu Yuzi out of here. He thought that simply not giving it a cigarette would not do much, and later thought of stimulating it with words like beating mice.

How did my grandfather know about my father's considerations? He pleaded for Zhu Laozi: "Isn't it just a little more pork?" We just don't eat it. ”

Daddy said louder: "But now is the time for the child to grow his body, he just wants to supplement nutrition, how can he do it without eating meat?" ”

Shang Ruoran heard them talking, walked out of the back room, nodded and said, "Oh, you can be considered to have figured it out!" Other people's families eat meat, but our family doesn't have it, we adults can endure it, how pitiful is it for children not to eat? I've wanted to say that for a long time. In fact, she is the most important person in the family who wants to eat meat. When my grandfather was young, she often drove my grandfather to fish and shrimp in the old river. After getting it back, if my grandfather was at home, I reluctantly let my grandfather eat a little. When her father was away, she closed the door and ate them all. At that time, she was extremely scarce, and she was still like this, but now she can't eat what other people have, how can she not flow three feet of saliva water?

These words may have been held in her heart for too long, and at this time she said them like firecrackers in her mouth, smooth and loud.

Grandpa didn't expect Shang Ruoran to rush out and say this, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded and said yes.

Grandpa sighed and went back to his room.

The next day, the whole day, the family did not see any trace of the bamboo slipper.

Day 3 too.

Grandpa thought that Zhu Yuzi had been angry and left, so he found his grandfather and explained to him. Only then did my grandfather understand that his grandfather was for the good of the bamboo slipper.

On the morning of the fourth day, my grandmother got up before everyone in the house and went to open the door.

Since my grandmother married into Thrush Village, she was the first in the family to get up almost every day. After my grandfather's father and mother got up, my grandmother's meal was ready. But my grandmother rarely had breakfast with her family. She would finish it herself, and then go to the pond opposite the imprison king to wash her clothes. After the rest of the family finished eating, she had already returned to the floor and began to dry clothes and quilts.

When I was a child, every time I got up in the morning with sleepy eyes and walked to the gate, I would see my grandmother drying clothes next to the clothes pole. A large wooden footbasin was at her feet. She took out the clothes from the wooden footbasin, wrung out the water, and hung them on the hanger and hooked them on the bamboo pole for drying clothes. The wet clothes would drip and drip, dripping a large chunk of water on the ground, and some of the splashed muddy water would fall on the surface of my grandmother's feet, and my grandmother's shoes would be decorated with many small mud marks. Whether the morning was cool or warm, overcast, or a little morning light, windy or windless, as long as there was no rain, I would see such a scene.

My grandmother and grandfather would not wake me up when they got up, they thought that I was growing up, that is, they wanted to sleep more, and never disturbed me to sleep. I don't have that treatment in my own home. As soon as Mom gets up, she will shout "Liang Zai, get up!" You see that the sun is getting up to the buttocks! Or, "Look at everyone who is getting up, and you don't get up yet!" ”

Later, my grandmother died, and every time I got up from bed and walked to the door of my grandmother's house, I could see my grandmother drying clothes there.

Later, my uncle built a new building, and the old house lost its popularity and soon collapsed. After I went to Thrush Village, I could only sleep at my uncle's house, and when I got up and went to the gate, I didn't have this delusion.

Because of this, I don't want to live in Thrush Village.