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"Guardian Dogs"

The second rebirth, a bitter baby born in a peasant, a man like a mountain dog.

The first life was the underworld hero, a Yang Qingdi-style character in "Toad", like a wolf and a tiger, with monstrous authority, but in the year of confusion, he died in the wind and rain. For the first time, he was reborn as an intellectual, learned and excelled, and asked for his life for the people, but his life was fruitless.

In this life, what should he do if he is regarded as a fool? Is it Takeo Takeo? Or is it the unparalleled national warrior?

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95 years, even if the reform and opening up has been more than 20 years nearly a whole generation, the Guanyin Village at the junction of Huizhou and Zhejiang is still warm and quiet, the village is not big or small, always maintained at about 200 households, since the first ancestor of the genealogy moved from Shanxi, the total population of the village remains between 880 and 890 people, very mysterious, the village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, the road into the village is nine bends and eighteen bends, it was originally a sheep intestine trail built by the river, in the mid-eighties mobilized all the people in the village to do coolies, It was widened into a dirt road more than three meters wide. As soon as you enter the entrance of the village, it is an old locust tree with a hollow belly but evergreen, in addition, there is a row of cypress trees used to collect water in Tibet, the elders of the village love to talk about this, saying that this place is a feng shui treasure land in the picture of the fortune teller, and the descendants who can produce great wealth and nobility are calculated, and it depends on which family has this blessing. In 83 years, an old man died in the village because of tuberculosis, and a young man went up the mountain and died, so that the population of the village became 887 people, and the couples in the village who were married and had not yet had children can work hard, more diligent than the old oxen, not only work hard in bed at night, but also go to the field during the day, if it is a cornfield, do not forget to fight in the field.

It is strange to say, more than a dozen pairs of families who have put the wedding wine, only the daughter-in-law of the Huang Shigen family is pregnant, and what is even more unbelievable is that when the girl who said that happened to be six pounds and six taels fell to the ground, it was a foggy morning, and there were many red carp jumping out of the stream through the village for no reason, which was spectacular, more than a haunted and bluffed, this battle made the old pedantic village chief Huang Shigen apprehensive for a while, and originally turned over the dictionary all night to work hard to come up with a cheesy name, Huang Hongmei, but he didn't dare to give his granddaughter a nicknameIt wasn't until three years later that there was a poor man in the village who cheated to eat and drink under the guise of traveling in all directions, with two goatees, a sour yellow robe, countless patches, and a fart fairy wind bone.

Huang Shigen is also a primary school teacher, and he still treats this kind of person with great respect, delicious and delicious, and the Taoist priest finished eating the soy sauce bibimbap, a touch of oil, and dropped a sentence "This baby has a face and a life, Qijia, it can be described as a cold woman on the fiery hall, and the female palace concubine worships the prime minister", and finally fished up the appetite of the four generations of Huang Shigen's family, only to come to an unexpected and reasonable "but", and immediately suppressed Huang Shigen, this time the soy sauce bibimbap is obviously not enough, gritted his teeth, Slaughtered the old hen who could lay two eggs every three or five days, and the sloppy Taoist priest then pulled Huang Shigen to chatter, and finally walked away, from that day on, the little granddaughter of the head of Huang Village, Yuyu, had a very obscure name for the villagers: Huang Fei.

Xiao Yuyu or Huang Fei, who has a strange name, is actually not brilliant in his childhood, babbling is a lot late, and he walks like this, he looks like a piece of black charcoal, and he is born with less hair, it is hard to imagine that she is linked to the natural vision when she was born, but the sloppy old Taoist priest who is abducted and deceived by the pit seems that a blind cat has hit a mouse to death, and the little girl whose name is Huang Fei suddenly became smart, and after the age of eight, it was obvious that she had become a full beauty embryo. In Guanyin Village, Huang Shigen is the village head, and the village party secretary is still a close marriage, these two soil emperors naturally got the best and fattest and closest field to the village, and Huang Fei is undoubtedly the little beauty Guanyin in the village, playing the game of marrying a daughter-in-law, if anyone can kill a bloody way to "marry" her home, it is a happy thing that can not sleep and roll in bed at night.

If Huang Fei is the most likable person in Guanyin Village, then the bitter orphan Wufu is the most annoying existence, his home is nothing more than a dilapidated yellow mud house, far away from the village, separated by about a mile of road, at the end of the stream, detached family, maybe ten or twenty years later, it is called the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, and the current is that the bird does not poop and the dog does not eat dung, yīn is angry. Wufu didn't jump out of the stone, but it's not far away, only one grandfather depended on each other, died of an inexplicable terminal illness in 86, said to die, even went to the hospital, in fact, it was useless to go, and he couldn't afford to spend money. This is a common thing in the countryside, fortunately, his grandfather was a responsible person before his death, honest and honest, and he never took advantage of anyone in his life, and even during the Cultural Revolution, he didn't dare to go to the theater a few times to see those who were not good at being beaten down and wearing high hats, so he finally gathered the number of people who carried the coffin, and the coffin was made by the old man who was a half-hung carpenter, and he was buried in such a hurry. So Wufu became a sè without a father and a wild mongrel, only six years old, still a virtual age, he was still silly and stupid since he was a child, he still did not surprise the villagers after his grandfather's death, he wore linen and filial piety, knelt in front of the grave and was still stunned and demented, not even howling twice, but kowtowing extra hard.

Others look very sad, but no one is willing to help, because everyone knows that whoever swells his face and fills the fat man at that time, there will be one more drag oil bottle at home, once there is one more mouth, how many catties of rice will be less in a year, if Wufu this child is not stupid or stupid, it is good to say, after all, the body is strong, only six years old is the physique of a teenager, vaguely feed for five or six years, maybe it is a good way to do things, but the problem is that Wufu is a little fool, who is willing to provoke a fishy body, maybe in case is still a white-eyed wolf who does not know good. So the people in the village are thinking that most of the children died young, but unbelievable, Wufu came to life absurdly, the taller and taller he is, the more amazing the weight, the villagers don't know how the baby survived, and they can't figure out why they get together in private, they only know that Wufu inherited a few fields from his grandfather, all of which are the worst, there is a small vegetable garden behind the mud house, and then he will go down to the river to catch fish and catch snakes on the mountain, and the trees that run on the mountains swimming in the water are likely to become his dishes, anyway, they are confused, This little fool really jumped alive and survived, it's a rare thing. But Wufu in the eyes of the villagers is a typical example of a white man who does not have a long brain, some old singles and young ruffians love to make fun of him, hook a finger, take out a dime and a dollar, ask which one Wufu wants, Wufu without exception to a dime, 90 years after the 100 yuan banknote gradually appeared in Guanyin Village after the popularity, Wufu still has no medicine to have a soft spot for a dime, a dime has never changed, what has changed is from a dollar to ten yuan, fifty, a hundred yuan, people are tired of it.

The children in the village are in the relatively grand hall before the fourth grade of primary school, Huang Cunzi's eyes are not very easy to call these years, so he changed a teacher from other places, the fifth and sixth grades get more than ten miles away from a place called Baojia Village to study, the family is rich to get a bicycle for the child, generally reluctant, because the child is crazy and most of them are not light or heavy, the grandson of the branch secretary has rushed into the river with the car, the person is nothing, the car is scrapped, the hunchbacked village party secretary beat his chest and felt distressed for more than half a year, The only thing that can ride on the car in the village is Huang Fei, who is spoiled and distressed to the extreme, or a brand-new phoenix brand, as beautiful as her people, whenever there is a holiday or a return to school, the teenagers in the village who are about the same age as her will follow the bicycle and gallop, the rural children have good foot strength, dare to go barefoot on the mountain, and will follow the Phoenix brand bicycle all the way, and the flower on the car is perhaps the most moving flower within a radius of 100 miles.

And Wufu will squat on the big stone under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, grinning and smirking, listening to the laughter of the girl's silver bell and the ghost crying wolf howl of the teenagers, generally he will squat next to a lame dog, skinny as wood, it fell into the pit in the middle of the night when it was a child, whimpered all night, and was fished up the next day, it didn't take long to become a leper dog, and was pinched and thrown into the ditch by the yellow matte who has been doing all the lack of virtue, and the naughty children took the slingshot to shè, shè broke a leg, it was Wufu who picked up the dying it, Like its owner, it unreasonably stubbornly survived, but it couldn't run fast, and became the watchdog of the small mud house, no matter whether it was a raw person or acquaintance, once it approached, it barked heartbreakingly, and followed Wufu into the village, no one was willing to appreciate some bone sweet potato skin or something to give it, one person and one dog, not welcome to see.

This year, Huang Fei in the sky was 13 years old, full of aura, and he pinned too much wealth and reverie on his fathers. Wufu is 15 years old underground, already 178 cm tall, strong as a tiger, but unfortunately there is no future in the eyes of everyone.

Finally the summer vacation, in the evening, Wufu finished the work in the field, and took the earth dog Ah Huang to the entrance of the village, lying on the stone in a large shape, the old locust tree blocked most of the sun, Ah Huang lay on the edge of the stone, sticking out his tongue and sighing.

After waiting for about an hour, Wufu sat up, still did not wait for the expected laughter, jumped off the stone, Ah Huang jumped down with him, walked down the road, there is a village called Songjia Village two miles away, the scale is much larger than Guanyin Village, the folk customs are also a lot stronger, thirty years earlier Guanyin Village is better than Songjia Village in all aspects, now only the baby is left to read a little better, the rest have been surpassed by Songjia Village, some men who went out to wander back to glorify their ancestors, and took the lead in building a new cement house, In '95, it was a great event. In particular, the fights between villages and villages, fighting for water and mountains, were all pressed down, the last five or six years Guanyin Village yellow matte went up the mountain to burn thatch as fertilizer for tea fields, dozed off, and burned the mountain up, burned a small piece of bamboo forest in Songjia Village, in fact, it was not worth much, and as a result, it was killed by the hundreds of masters carrying hoes and sickles to Guanyin Village, and they were so frightened that Huang Shigen, who usually had nostrils in the village, hid at home and did not dare to show his head, if it weren't for the old generations, the feng shui trees were almost cut down by them, Huang Mazi was pulled out of the house, kowtowed to people in the barn field to admit their mistakes, not to mention, the village branch of Guanyin Village also paid a lot of money for compensation, in fact, the wealthy Songjia Village is not short of this little money at all, what people want is to take out a bad breath, who let out two college students Guanyin Village always feel good about themselves to eat the old book.

When some of the girls from mediocre families who needed to walk home saw Wufu, one of them, a girl named Chūn Yan, stopped talking, accelerated her pace, and trotted towards the village. Among the girls, she and Huang Fei are the best, one is a relative, one year older than Huang Fei, and secondly, her body is particularly precocious, and her face is naturally not as good as Huang Fei, but she can't stop the little girl's heavy breasts, revealing a natural temptation, at first glance, it is a good girl who can give birth to a cub in the future, not to mention the ignorant boys of the same age, that is, some adults can't control their own eyes, men in their thirties who have not tasted the taste of women like to tease her with meat words, but Chūn Yan Daddy is a straw bag, But there is a tigress's mother, and outsiders are also very enjoyable, and if she really moves her hands and feet, she will be killed by her mother-in-law with a kitchen knife to chop the door. In this way, Chūn Yan, who has a unique capital, will not be as jealous of Huang Fei as ordinary girls.

Wufu opened his mouth and smiled and asked, "Chūn Yan, what's wrong?" ”

Chūn Yan stopped, stamped her foot, and continued to turn and trot, she obviously didn't think of this stupid big man as someone who could talk things.

Other girls in the village don't take Wufu seriously, they just ignore it, and they don't even bother to say a word, after all, Wufu is stupid, but in the village, the eye-catching height and physique are there, there is a kind of instinctive fear, and the fear in the heart turns into superficial contempt, which is a natural behavior. Over the years, the unscrupulous middle-aged men in the village have liked to scare little girls, saying that they are careful of being dragged into the ground by stupid Wufu and giving it to that person, and the fool will not go to prison if he breaks the law. This has left a psychological shadow in their hearts, for fear that this guy, who is half a head taller than his fathers, will really do a dark act of losing his conscience to them.

Wufu smiled, and ran wildly with the lame earth dog.

Songjia Village is crowded, to the point of almost eating, the early stove is out with a bowl to join in the fun, there is a big stone arch bridge in the village, the two groups of people are clearly facing each other, a group is the baby of Songjia Village, are between twelve or thirteen years old to fifteen or sixteen years old, stunned by the age of the young, the other group is Huang Fei who was blocked from the way, behind her shrunk the young man of Guanyin Village, the number is not much, just seven or eight, the remaining dozen or so do not have the courage to go on the bridge, watching from afar. I know that Song Jiang, the son of King Song Yan of Songjia Village, covets Huang Fei again, this guy is clamoring to ask her to be a daughter-in-law is not a matter of one or two days, the name is the same as the black-faced short feet and timely rain in "Water Margin", but the appearance is much better, quite a white-faced scholar, tall and thin, Sven is white, his father is the richest man in Songjia Village, the newly built house is the highest, and he rides a motorcycle around when he has nothing to do. I learned that Suo Suo was very high-profile, and he was caught by a man and didn't hurry to pull up the belt of his trousers, scolded, and in turn folded a corn and slapped the cuckold guy fiercely, which led to a joke, and it is difficult to determine whether it is true or false.

At this time, Song Jiang led a large group of small minions who were only looking forward to him, blocking Huang Fei on the bridge, the matter could not be simpler, missing the little lady, and specially drove a motorcycle to pick her up at school, she didn't accept the kindness to let him have a hot face and a cold ass, and when he went to the village to invite her to have a meal at home, he didn't give face, and scolded him for being shameless, Song Jiang called a big fire, and when he arrived at the arch bridge, the motorcycle was horizontal, blocking the road, and wanted to reach out to pull Huang Fei, but he received a strong slap, Gasping for his little brother's dog legs, Song Jiang lost face, how could he face Jiangdong's fathers and elders, evil was born from the side of the gall, he said that he would carry his little daughter-in-law into the cave room today and cook the raw rice into rice, so it was so stalemate, Huang Fei looked soft and weak, like the jasper infiltrated by the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, but he was surprisingly strong xìngzi, he couldn't beat it, and said with a cold face You dare to come, I will jump off the bridge, at first Song Jiang didn't believe it, everyone knew that Huang Fei secretly went out to play in the water when he was eight years old, The sudden flood almost washed her away, and then even the proximity to the river made the family fearful, in response to the old Taoist priest's proverb of "don't get close to the water", but when Song Jiang stepped forward, Huang Fei really stepped on the bridge railing, he quickly stopped, if it was really big, Song Jiang didn't dare, who didn't know who in the two villages didn't know that she was a baby bump, just like a pair of blue and white porcelain bowls treasured by the old man of Huangshigen, just like a light touch, it would be broken, Song Jiang was really reluctant.

Huang Fei leaned against the railing, biting his lip and red eyes, but he didn't cry.

She has a small vermilion mole in the center of her eyebrows, the finishing touch, like the compassionate style of Guanyin Niangniang in "Journey to the West", which is loved by all ages in the village.

It is like a green bamboo in the wind, rain, waves and snow, rather than bending.

Song Jiang's eyes turned sharply, his head inherited the circle of King Song Yama, his ears and eyes were stained with his father's tricks, he was full of honey to women's rhetoric, he slapped the jujube to his peers of the same age, and called the elders diligent express cigarettes, in fact, aside from the flowers, Song Jiang's reputation in the village is still not bad, the eighteen-year-old young man was not only admitted to the first middle school in the town, even if it was the back door where the family spent a lot of money, no matter how bad it was, he also won the award, of course, it was specially awarded to the labor commissioner, King Song Yan, who didn't know a few big characters, still happily framed the award certificate and hung it on the wall of the living room.

There was a sāo movement behind Song Jiang, he turned his head to look, and when he looked up, there was a fool standing behind him, Wufu of Guanyin Village, grinning.

"Get out of the way."

Song Jiang said angrily.

Wufu sighed, and somehow passed by him, crossed the motorcycle, and walked towards Huang Fei.

Song Jiang, who wanted to show his heroism, kicked over, but he followed the bluestone slab for a virtuous deed, and the stupid big man walked to Huang Fei so straightforwardly, scratching his head.

Huang Feiyan smiled.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Beauty.

It's beautiful.

No matter how many words and words they have, they can't think of it when they knock out their heads and knock out their heads facing the loess with their backs to the sky.

This is a thirteen-year-old girl.

Wufu Hanhan asked, "Are you back?" ”

Huang Fei snorted briskly.

Wufu and Ah Huang at his feet opened the way, and she followed behind.

Song Jiang sneered with a sneer: "Want to leave? ”

At this moment, most of the houses are filled with smoke.

Wufu smiled as if he had no heart or brain: "If you're hungry, go home and eat." ”

Song Jiang yīn Yang Wei said angrily: "You wild species looking for death? No one will grave you then. ”

Wufu took two steps forward, Song Jiang narrowed his eyes, ready to call someone to pick up this stupid big man together, he was not ready to go alone, fighting alone is considered a bird, he learned a principle of unity and strength from the book. Wufu walked straight to the front of the motorcycle and squatted down in a horse stride posture, looking at the situation, it seemed that he wanted to use brute force to grab the motorcycle and lift it up, isn't it a fantasy? Nearly one meter eight stupid big man only wore a thin shirt, pants are the cheapest fabric, go to the township to buy cloth shop and cut it by yourself, extra loose is it, the poor family's baby is like this, only afraid of being small, not afraid of too big and not fitting, even more so in Wufu, the trousers are worn badly, and the large liberation shoes that are sewn and mended on the feet are the same. This is to stage the overlord to pull out the mountains and rivers. Song Jiang was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and the fox friends behind him retreated faster than him, and as a result, the crowd who were forced to wait and see the play widened their eyes, stared, and did not move for a long time, Wufu clapped his hands, stood up straight, and the disappointed audience was just about to jump to scold his mother, only to see Wufu luck dantian, squatting again, a group of people had to swallow the dirty words implicating the eighteenth generation of ancestors and relatives back to their stomachs for the time being, Huang Fei, who had a Peugeot goose egg face, stood behind Wufu, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed into crescents.

Wufu drank lightly and heavily.

Song Jiang was startled very cooperatively, and his body shook.

The fool in front of everyone mentioned it, but didn't mention it, everyone was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. Song Jiang's motorcycle has a weight of more than 300 kilograms, a full 150 kg +, and it seems that the men's snatch event in the Olympics is no more than 108 kg at most.

Being made so troubled by a fool, Huang Fei seemed to have confidence, and walked in front of Song Jiang's eyes, it was a pair of talking Danfeng eyes, as the saying goes, the dragon's eye knows the pearl and the phoenix's eye, the bull's eye knows the grass, and this is the reason, she went there to stand with her waist crossed, and there was a momentum for no reason, Song Jiang was thinking about finding a step down, and as a result, his signature shouting at the door of the house in the distance began, this is the countryside, shouting loudly is more effective than anything else, and the rumors and rumors between the neighbors spread throughout the village in a few clicks, you take a bowl and eat while walking, and finish eating, you can probably take a walk around. Song Jiang turned sideways, with a smile that could not be said to be sincere or hypocritical, and he could see through it at a glance, the frog at the bottom of the well, the high and deep city mansion, the cats and dogs in the small corners, if they didn't really go to the furnace of the big city, even if they were intrigued, they also revealed a thin simplicity.

Huang Fei snorted and dragged his bicycle across the arched bridge. Song Jiang didn't feel embarrassed for Xiao Jiao-Niang, but just pointed at Ah Huang lightly, and said to Wufu Fool, you wait, Lao Tzu wants to eat dog meat at night, and at most he will leave you a bunch of bones. A fool is a fool, he didn't hear the meaning of the words, he followed behind Huang Fei, completely indifferent to the threat. On the way from Songjia Village to Guanyin Village, the flower messengers who were helpless or simply retreated in danger were not embarrassed to follow. Huang Fei didn't get on the bike, he talked to himself all the way, saying something interesting that happened at school, who got a perfect score in mathematics, who won the penultimate place, who broke the record in the sports meeting, who played tricks on the teacher, and which boy secretly wrote a lot of typos in love letters, which girl beat the boy, which boy bullied the girl, scattered, trivial, Wufu took the earth dog just listened, kept giggling. Huang Fei didn't expect this fool to answer anything, anyway, this has been the case in the past few years, she said that he listened, at most plus a Huang who was not exclusive to her, and she was willing to share many little secrets with Wufu, because she privately felt that he was the only one in the village who did not have a bad heart. After entering the village, Huang Fei walked on the road paved with bluestone slabs, it was really time to go home, and turned his head and waved at Wufu.

Arrived at the top of the slope of the stone road with large bluestone slabs, Huang Fei stopped and turned around, the sunset hung on the mountain, and in the twilight of a golden sè, the burly Wufu played with Ah Huang, and leisurely walked to the distant nest that belonged to him.

Wufu found a trail and walked into the stream, went up along the stream, bent down all the way to grope, picked up some relatively flat and smooth stones in his arms, the mud house was built near the stream, there is a towering tree on the side of the stream, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, far better than the locust tree at the entrance of the village, there is a stone bridge full of green vines under the tree, the bridge is cool, sitting here at noon in the hot summer, it is a cool breeze, the weather is cool and a good autumn time, Wufu is not in a hurry to go ashore, throw the stones selected by jīng heart in his arms on the bridge one by one, take off his clothes, Let Ah Huang, who has developed a tacit understanding, carry it carefully. He only had a pair of boxer pants left, and he went down in a small waterhole not far from the bridge, and after surfacing, he had an extra palm-length slate fish in his hand, dug a small pit on the edge of the waterhole, introduced some water, threw the tender fish into a slightly turbid pit, and continued to jump into the pool, a few back and forth touched seven or eight fish, and the slate fish touched or caught in the ordinary creek were at most ten centimeters, and only a deeper waterhole could catch such tempting trophies as Wufu, which can be seen that Wufu's water xìng is excellent, Soon the small pit was filled with slate fish, Wufu picked a few dog tail grass on the rock wall, squatted on the edge of the pit, passed through the gills, hung three strings of blue and white slate fish, there was a stone path opened up by his grandfather to the house nearby, picked up the clothes and pants from Ah Huang's back, and walked back slowly, there was a big vat outside the mud room, a section of the sturdy ancient tree that was smooth as a natural bench, most of the people in Bodhisattva Village have been connected to electricity, Huang Fei's family used color TV to replace the black and white TV that brought too many people amazing and joy, And Wufu's yellow mud house because it is too far away from the village, only oil lamps, a stove, a small eight immortals table in the entrance hall, now there is no need to ignite, Wufu sits in front of the stove, holding a match in one hand, and a few pieces of tree that are specially scraped down from the roots of some oil-rich tree in the other, faintly filled with a simple aroma, after striking a match, lighting the tree slices, using a torch made of bamboo, soon the stove will be hot, the rice and vegetables are poured together and hot, three bowls, and the remaining half bowl is poured on a bluestone slab outside the door, Ah Huang ate it all and didn't have a single grain left.

When night falls, even in the countryside in the ravine, even in summer, the temperature difference between rì and night is still very large. Originally, Wufu planned to go to the stream to catch some stone frogs in the evening, and then cut the rice in a month, and immediately borrowed cattle from the yellow mazi to plough the field, the yellow mazi is a lump of leprosy toad de xìng of the pixiu, only in and out, you have to take a lot of things to change it, the son of the yellow mazi is best to braise the stone frog this mouthful, but the stone frog only hides in the deep mountains and wild water, it is not easy to catch, you have to have rich experience and abundant physical strength, and there are many snakes and mosquitoes at night, especially the snake, almost a clear sè bamboo leaf green, not big or long, it is also the length of the arm, but take a bite, Called every day is not spiritual, did not bring herbs, bad luck, the more you run, the worse it gets, most of them can only wait for death, the legs of the jute are not strong, and they dare not catch the fat but difficult to get the stone frog, so they can only look at the stupid Wufu with ready-made goods to the door to pay respect.

The night sky in the countryside is full of stars, so the serene sky always looks particularly low.

The Wufu ape climbed up the quimb tree in general, chose a place with a good view to see the entire Bodhisattva Village, and climbed high to look at it.

After waiting for half an hour, without waiting for the target in his mind to appear, he sighed, Wufu slipped down the tree, took a handy firewood knife from the stove room, tied a homemade bamboo cage around his waist, closed the door, patted Ah Huang's head, and signaled it to keep home with peace of mind. It's not that I'm afraid of being robbed, who would be stupid to come to the destitute Wufu's house to steal things, wouldn't that be more stupid and stupid than Wufu? The main reason is that the wild boars on the mountain come down to gnaw and bite, and there is a small vegetable garden opened up by Wufu behind the loess mud house, which cannot be destroyed by the animals. There is a watchdog guarding, roaring twice, Wufu can rush back as soon as possible, he bumped into it, that is the bad luck of the wild boar, in the mountains, after the age of ten Wufu has not met the livestock with better foot strength than him, maybe only except for the leopard that did not know whether it was from Anhui that flowed over and occupied the mountain as the king of each other.

The barefoot Wufu went down the stream, the section of the stream in Bodhisattva Village was wider, but the water was relatively shallow, over the knee or so, so the five or six-year-old children dared to go down to touch the fish and catch crabs, but the source here was deeper, because the big stones were scattered, after the flood season, resulting in many pits and pools, the calloused Wufu tied the firewood knife to the waist with a rope, lifted his breath, began to jump, jumped flexibly on the big stones, seemed to walk like flying in the stream, fast and vigorous, more like a king of mountains and forests than the leopard of unknown origin.

Wear the stars and the moon.

It never stops.

About ten minutes later, I saw a waterfall from the cliff of more than 20 meters straight down, but the waterfall in this season is weak, far less than the spirit of the rainy season, the cliff is full of potholes and holes, Wufu climbs the wall up, there is no hindrance, and then it can not be called a small stream and a small river, it is the real deep stream, but to catch the stone frog, you have to go a long way inside, Wufu is not in a hurry, sitting on the stone on the side of the cliff, reaching out and gently hooking off a small bamboo leaf green that is only the middle finger long, Not far from here, there are two wild osmanthus trees, hugging and growing together, it seems particularly strong, in autumn, the fragrance is abnormal, Wufu will pick a few and hang them at the door or insert them in the bottle that is picked up and cleaned, if Huang Fei wants, he will quietly send her a big handful.

There is a laurel tree in Hangzhou that is full of Juelong Road, I don't know which life and which life it was, or the future, there is a woman who has fallen into the city and the country there to choose in his most down-and-out but most glorious years, regret suicide.

I don't know if she remembered the fragrance of the mandarin duck laurel tree she named here at the last moment of her life.

Wufu stood up suddenly, exhaled a long breath, his eyes were unfamiliar, and he was as resolute as a wolf.