Following the direction of the road extension, Lin Musen walked through several alleys towards the end of the village.

Daao Village is built according to the back mountain, the streets and alleys are paved with bluestone slabs, the overall architectural style of the village belongs to the Hui architectural style, blue bricks, white walls, gray tiles, undulating roofs and relatively simple, natural brick carvings, wood carvings, making people feel as if they are in another era.

Daao Village was originally called Banyan Village, it is said that there was a minister surnamed Lin in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, and he lived in seclusion with dozens of servants at home, and then slowly formed a village.

But it is said that it is only said that after all, history has passed too long, and many things have changed in the times, and many things have been impossible to verify.

But history will leave a lot of things, such as architectural styles like this, the buildings have been passed down from generation to generation, and the oldest of these buildings is also hundreds of years old, all of which have been passed down from generation to generation.

The old house where Lin Musen lived was left by his grandfather's grandfather, and it is conceivable the year of its existence.

Of course, there are also people in the village like Lin Musen's two uncles, who were built after the family was separated, but after the people left, the houses were dilapidated, like the old mansion was preserved.

The houses of the villagers are distributed in a stepped fan-shape, built on a hillside, and the house buildings do not have a very clear regularity, standing scattered on the hillside, but from a distance it looks like a whole, which is very peculiar.

There will be a spacing between each building, high enough for three or four people to walk side by side, not too dense, and has the taste of an authentic village.

After walking for four or five minutes, he came to the end of the village, and Lin Musen found the door of the third uncle.

A very conspicuous house, with two long wild boar tusks hanging on the door beam, is the home of Lin Musen's third uncle. The third uncle used to be a hunter, and the tusks of this wild boar were obtained from a wild boar.

I remembered the autumn harvest of the year when he was in the first year of junior high school, and I didn't know that a group of wild boars, large and small, came down from that mountain peak, and ran to the rice fields of Daao Village to arch the ground everywhere and destroy the crops.

Crops are the life of farmers, but wild boars are not domestic pigs, wild boars are big, and there are sharp fangs, ordinary people are opponents, so they have to use all kinds of methods to drive away.

Therefore, in order to minimize the loss, Daao Village consciously formed a small team to protect the crops, and people beat the basin with wooden sticks, some even took out gongs, and beat vigorously along the farmland, and some even used firecrackers.

This method worked very well at the time, but after a few days, as soon as the people left, the wild boars began to swagger into the fields again, and even crossed the stone arch bridge into the vegetable fields to destroy.

If you can't drive it, you have to hunt it, and the wild boar at that time has been listed as a protected animal, but fortunately, if the wild boar breaks the crops, you can apply to the higher authorities for a hunting quota.

I begged for five places, but no one dared to get on, and at that time, every family even had a shotgun confiscated, and they had the heart but were powerless.

Fortunately, at that time, Lin Musen's third uncle stepped forward, took a few young men in the village, hunted five of them with the method of subdomination, and killed them in front of the wild boars.

Blindly tolerating it may be rampant again and again, and giving them a really ruthless face will let them know that you are terrible.

The bleak pig cry in Daao Village that day still seems to have some echoes in Lin Musen's ears when he looks at this pair of fangs, and this pair of fangs is the largest of them.

That wild boar is nearly 400 catties, it is really the boss, and it can be called the king of wild boars, but I didn't expect to die at the hands of the second uncle.

The wild boar was finally divided by the villagers, and every household received a lot of wild boar.

Lin Musen also ate wild boar for the first time at that time, wild boar meat is very firewood, it is not rotten after cooking, and it is particularly chewy, which is not delicious, but at that time it was already very good to eat meat, Lin Musen is just judging with his current thoughts.

The door of the third uncle's house was hidden, Lin Musen then pushed it open and walked in, and as soon as he was at the door, he heard the sound of 'Huo Huo' coming from inside.

As soon as Lin Musen entered the door, he saw a slightly sturdy figure, sharpening his knife in a corner of the courtyard, and the sharpening of the knife was very smooth, as if he had practiced thousands of times.

The sharpening is a kitchen knife commonly used by the villagers, about 30 centimeters, with a single-sided blade, with an arc-shaped knife tip, the tip of the knife can play a role in facilitating the branches together, and one can be cut off, so as not to waste energy intermittently.

The woodcutter in the third uncle's hand was much sharper than the ordinary woodcutter, flashing with a cold light, and there was a chilling feeling at first sight, Lin Musen guessed that this was a knife that had seen blood.

Hearing someone open the door and come in, the whetstone of 'Huohuo' stopped, and the person who sharpened the knife looked up at Lin Musen coming in, and said lukewarmly: "Yo Yo Yo, look who is coming, the magpie didn't call today, and the crow crow crowed a few times." ”

Hearing such sour words, Lin Musen didn't have to think about it to know that this person was the third uncle, but he didn't know that he had offended the third uncle, but he still raised his voice and said deliberately: "Since someone doesn't welcome me, I'll go, but it's a pity that I have to take my good wine and cigarettes home and enjoy it slowly." ”

After speaking, he turned around and pretended to leave.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard the good wine and good smoke, Lin Musen's third uncle put down his knife and ran towards the door, and then stopped Lin Musen and said with a smile: "I heard it wrong, I heard it wrong, it's a magpie, isn't this magpie called Xiaosen, are you coming, don't you go." "How kind and affectionate it is.

This is Lin Musen's third uncle, that is, the youngest brother of Lin Musen's grandfather, named Lin Guangmao.

Lin Musen's grandfather told him that the third uncle's head was injured when he was a child, and his personality was uncertain, and he felt a little good and evil, but it was not a big deal, except for his somewhat eccentric personality, there was nothing wrong with it.

Moreover, the third uncle is obviously sixty years old, his body is still very strong, his hair is not gray, and even the wrinkles on his face are much less than those of the same age.

Seeing that the third uncle's attitude improved, Lin Musen handed him the gift and said naughtily: "The third uncle is for you, see that you are in good health, you don't want to eat health products, don't blame me if you eat something." ”

"You kid, your second uncle can't eat it, I can't eat it. ”

The third uncle took the gift and looked at it, and said softly.

Hearing this, Lin Musen seemed to understand something, the third uncle is this kind of child's temperament, so let him be, how can Lin Musen care about him, so he asked him about the recent situation, chatted, and went to his aunt's house when he saw that it was almost over.

Before leaving, the third grandfather seemed to think of something, and took a bunch of bacon, air-dried rabbits, and preserved pheasants to Lin Musen.

Lin Musen looked at the third uncle with a smug expression on his face, and had no choice but to accept it.

After that, Lin Musen went to his aunt Lin Yue'e's house again, and when he returned to the old house, seeing that he was carrying more things in his hand than when he went out, Lin Musen shook his head helplessly.