Chapter 1: Stealing Chickens

A small village surrounded by Taihang Mountain in Lingchuan County, southeast of Shanxi Province, this small village is called Longjiaao because of the surname Long. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Early in the morning, when there were few people in the village. A boy of 14 or 5 years old, dressed in tattered clothes, walked along the village road with a large bundle of firewood on his back. He was quite tall, slightly taller than other teenagers of his age. Probably due to the poor food at home, he is very thin, and with his height, he looks tall and thin. However, his muscles are very strong, and he carries a large bundle of firewood that looks bigger than him. A pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes, but there is a calmness and perseverance in his eyes that does not match his age. His face was not black, but there was a lot of mud, and his hair was messy like a bird's nest. If he cleaned up well, he should be a very handsome teenager, but he picked up the burden of life early this year.

He walked to a dilapidated courtyard at the west end of the village, pushed open the courtyard door, entered the courtyard, and put the bundle of firewood in the courtyard.

"San'er, San'er, cough, cough. A weak woman's voice came from inside the room.

The boy hurried into the house, and when he came to the back room, a sickly middle-aged woman was lying on the bed, coughing and calling him softly.

Most of the people in the village are surnamed Long, and this boy is also surnamed Long, called Long San.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" the boy asked the sick woman.

"Ahem, our family has no food, you take out the two chickens in the yard and ask your uncle for some food. The sick woman said weakly.

"Mother, that chicken can't be changed! Now that you're sick and weak, you're pointing to it to lay eggs to make up for you." ā€

"This man can't live anymore, and he still raises chickens? ā€

"Okay, mother, I'll exchange it for food. The boy replied and walked out of the house.

Before noon, the boy returned with a small bag of sticks. Pour the rod residue into the jar and scoop out a small bowl of porridge. After the porridge was boiled, he put a big bowl in front of his mother's bed, put it on the table and said, "Mother, the porridge is ready, you can drink it." ā€

"Ahem, what are you eating?" asked the mother with concern.

"There was still porridge in the pot. I'll help the third uncle do some work in a while, and when you're done eating, put the bowl on the table, and I'll come back and clean it up." ā€

"Ahem, ahem. ā€

The boy returned to the kitchen, drank the porridge, walked out of the house, and gently closed the door. He walked out of the courtyard and did not go to his third uncle's house, but went out of the village and came to the earthen hill at the entrance of the village. There were already two teenagers of his age waiting for him on the mound.

As soon as he approached the two of them, a young man who was about as thin as him and a head shorter than him saw him coming and shouted at him, "Third brother, why did you come? We have been waiting for a long time." ā€

Another slightly stronger boy next to him pushed the boy. "Mountain monkey, the third brother is busy at home, so don't worry about it. ā€

The mountain monkey bared its teeth at the pier and glared. "Dunzi, the third brother didn't speak, what are you bluffing?"

"I don't grin with you. Third brother, what are you calling us all for?" Dunzi turned his face and ignored the mountain monkey, turned to Long San and asked.

"My mother is sick and weak, and the chickens at home have changed their food. I'm going to go up the hill with you to touch two pheasants or something. ā€

"Okay! Let's go up the mountain to hunt two chickens, and when we come back, we will eat meat, and my family hasn't seen meat for more than half a month. "The pier is next to the road.

"Go up the mountain, third brother, this mountain is high and dense, and it's not easy for us to do it without a guy!" said the mountain monkey with a frown.

Dunzi squeezed the mountain monkey and said, "I think you are just lazy, and you don't want to walk this mountain road." You can call it a mountain nest instead. ā€

"Why am I lazy? I also worked with my father for most of the day. This is running through the mountains, and you may not be able to touch the pheasant. The mountain monkey hurriedly argued with Dunzi.

"Don't argue, I know it's not easy, but I want to try. ā€

The mountain monkey scratched his head, and the ghost eyes began to move, he grabbed Long San's shoulder and said, "Third brother, if you want to catch chickens, you still need to go to the mountain, aren't there many in our village?"

"Isn't that stealing?" said Ryuzo as he pulled him aside.

"Why not? There are fifty chickens in the chief's house, so who can see if we have two?" said the mountain monkey with a wicked smile.

"This, is this good?" Ryuzo said hesitantly.

"Third brother, the eldest lady is sick, waiting to eat meat to replenish her body, don't hesitate. The mountain monkey encouraged Ryuzo.

"Yes, third brother, let's do it? Dunzi also said instigatingly.

Long San looked at the mountain monkey and frowned and said, "Then, what are we going to do? Don't let the chief of the security guard catch it." ā€

"I have a trick. Let's break up the chief's son first, and when I look for the chief, I will say that he fell into the ditch, and then we will break the chief, and you will steal the chickens. The mountain monkey rolled his eyes, calculated his heart, and gathered them together and said.

"Okay, just do it your way. Long Sanyi patted the mountain monkey on the shoulder and said.

When the three of them entered the village, they saw several children from the same village playing on the side of the road.

Long San stepped forward and asked them, "Do you see the roots of the Bao Chief's house?"

"I see, where are they playing on the back slopes!" said a child, rushing to him.

"Let's go, go to the back slope. Long San beckoned to the mountain monkey and the dunzi.

Several people came to the back slope and saw the son of the chief of the Bao family, Liugenzheng, and his four children on the back slope. This Liugen is the only son of Baochang, so he is named Liugen, and he is a few years younger than Long San. The chief of the Bao is an old man, and he dotes on this only son very much, and this Liugen is usually a powerful blessing among the children in the village. Their family conditions are good, and there are a few teenagers around him for him to call for.

"Why are we holding him back?" Ryuzo asked as he looked at the mountain monkey, he knew that this mountain monkey had the most ideas.

"Easy to do. Let's catch some grasshoppers first, you carry them in your arms, and then you'll compete with them to catch grasshoppers. There are five of them, you are alone, they will definitely compare with you, and when he loses, you will let him watch the melon. "The mountain monkey turned his head and came up with an idea.

"Okay, that's it. ā€

Several people first caught dozens of grasshoppers around and put them in Ryuzo's arms. Ryuzo walked up the back slope, and the two men waited for his signal at the bottom of the slope.

Ryuzo walked up to a few people and said provocatively to Rugen, "What are you doing here?"

"What? Call me the king, I am the king on this back slope. Rugen exclaimed to him.

"What? You're still a king, little brat. Long San said to him very angrily.

"What's the matter? I'm telling you, they're all my men. Rugen waved his hand to his friends around him.

Several people clenched their fists and tried to leap over the dragon.

"You're the king here, do you dare to catch grasshoppers with me on this back slope?" asked Ryusan.

"This. ā€

"Okay, I'll let the five of you go up together, and I'll compete with the five of you alone. ā€

"It's good, it's better. What do you say if you lose?"

"The one who loses is here to watch the melon, okay?" Long San didn't expect this root to be easily tricked.

"Okay, start than that. Rugen screamed, and he and his friends began to scatter to catch grasshoppers.

Long San waved his hand at the mountain monkey and the pier at the bottom of the slope, and they all ran to branch the chief. Long San caught a grasshopper on the back slope, and after catching it for a quarter of an hour, he didn't see Dunzi come back, he said to himself, is there something wrong, why hasn't Dunzi come back?