A few people chatted while eating side dishes, and opened up the chatterbox.

The dim lights of the small shop, and the few people sitting in the group, like old friends, like the old days.

"When I was a child, I heard from the elders that there were dragons in our village." The boss put down his glass and said slowly.

"It's all kinds of dragons, and there are many people I have met, so let me tell you about it in detail."

"At that time, the reform and opening up had just begun, and families divided their fields, reclaimed barren mountains, and built houses.

It was at that time that my ancestors migrated to the pond, and not long after they arrived, they happened to encounter the Great Famine.

People don't have enough to eat, so they go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables and eat tree roots, barely filling their stomachs.

When each family's fields could not grow food, they felt that it was God's punishment for ten years of catastrophe, and they were terrified.

At the end of the turmoil, fortune tellers hiding in the mountains were born one after another, and they said: The aura is exhausted, the mountains and rivers are turbulent, the luck is damaged, and the mountain gods are hidden.

The villagers can't take out three livestock and six animals, white rice and white noodles, so they can only give up and continue to live a hard life. ”

The boss glanced at several people, and saw that they all had the desire to listen, and continued:

Then things got better, and people stopped getting up in the middle of the night and sneaking around to kill the skinny pig.

On the second day of the second lunar month, an old gentleman came to the village.

This old gentleman is over half a hundred years old, and his spirit is still very strong, although he looks weak.

When he came to the village, he said, "Your days are good because the mountain god has returned."

The mountain god asked me to bring you a message, and on the second day of the second month of February every year, go to the north under the thorny oak tree, kill a white sheep and white chicken, and get some tribute to comfort the labor.

The villagers who had good deeds immediately stepped forward to ask what the mountain god was, and the old gentleman dusted off the dust on the white cloth, turned away, and walked away after saying three words.

After this incident spread in the village, a few villagers went to the north to find out, and sure enough, they found a towering oak tree, and several people could hug it together! The boss opened his arms and gestured.

"There is a puddle of spring water at the root of the tree, without a trace of impurities, and the white oak tree seems to be the source."

Except for Xiaobai's big eyes full of seriousness, several people frowned when they heard it.

They naturally don't believe in the nine-year compulsory education they have received since they were children, and Qi Liang is only skeptical.

In order not to let the talkative boss lose face, he is still very interested in letting him continue.

The boss put the cigarettes that had been burned to the ashtray, extinguished the sparks, and distributed them to several people from the cigarette case on the table.

Qi Liang and Qu Jie politely shook their heads and refused, seeing that the boss still intended to give one to Xiaobai, Qi Liang quickly picked up a lion's head and stuffed it into Xiaobai's mouth.

"Female doll, you can't smoke" Qi Liang pushed the boss's hand to hand over the cigarette.

The boss smiled apologetically and patted his white head. Just now, the girl just wanted to smoke in her eyes, right? Or am I drunk.

"Where did I just go? A little drunk, I can't remember clearly. ”

"Speaking of that white sacred tree, there is still water flowing down there." Qu Jie said to the old man.

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"After the villagers returned to the village, they spread the word about this matter, and the village chief and others at that time had a strong sense of democracy, and gathered everyone's opinions to name the place - "Little White Dragon".

"Little White Dragon??"

"The little white dragon in Journey to the West?"

The old man smiled and said, "I don't know about this, no one has seen his real body." ”

The proprietress knocked the melon seeds at this time and took over the conversation: "On the second day of February, a strange thing happened to the dragon!" ”

Everyone looked at the proprietress again, waiting for her to tell:

"I heard from my grandmother that when they went to sacrifice, the white chickens and the sheep were killed, and other cooked food was laid out, and they cooked with water under the tree.

After the sacrifice, the tributes were thrown into the hollow of the oak tree, and two villagers came up with a small idea to secretly hide the prepared food and prepare to take it back to eat.

As soon as they left, the otherwise clear and cloudless sky was cloudy, followed by heavy rain.

The food brought back by the two greedy villagers was all soaked and could no longer be eaten. ”

"A coincidence may not be a coincidence at a specific time and place, and the villagers believe that it is the little white dragon who has appeared." Auntie's sweater was half knitted, and then said:

So the tradition of going to the dragon sacrifice every year has been preserved to this day, and it rains for a long time after each dragon sacrifice. The villagers have also increased their production and their quality of life has improved.

Later, there were many more waterholes in the village.

When people's living conditions improve, they will continue to cultivate land and expand their land for the greater good. ”

Speaking of this, the proprietress looked at the dark rumbling sky outside and said softly:

"A few young people, it's not early, or is it? Come tomorrow, I'll tell you more? ”

The boss also echoed on the side, how much he loved his wife.

The four of them were full of food and drink, and were about to get up, when Captain Long took the lead in speaking:

"Uncle, settle the bill," he pointed to Qi Liang and added, "Amount...... He knots. ”

Qi Liang glanced at Qu Jie, who was gloating on the side, "Uncle, how much?" ”

"32 yuan, you give me 30 yuan."

"That's okay, uncle, you have to add the appetizers in the back, we can't take a stitch from the masses.

The person who spoke was Qu someone, who was picking his teeth with a toothpick, and he gained two white eyes.

One is Qi Liang's, and the other is also Qi Liang's.

You are selfless, you are noble, you are amazing?!!

But why are you crossing your legs, picking your teeth with a toothpick, and talking about this kind of scene?!

Retracting the white eyes in his heart, Qi Liang asked the old man: "Uncle, how much is it in total?" I'll transfer my phone to you. ”

"You young people, what do you think of my old man, you don't need it." The old man raised his voice, "I have a relationship with you, especially you!" ”

The old man pointed at Long Shuo, and his eyes became warm: "My son is also from the army, he is the same as you, and he has the same temperament on his body." ”

"Now he's gone, and he died on a mission............"

Long Shuo's eyes crossed over to the two old men and saw a photo.

The pale photograph still shines brightly even at night, and the tall figure in it looks forever ahead, which is the direction of home. The right arm saluted the military salute, and the starlight flashed in his eye.

A few people were silent, and the joys and sorrows between people may not be connected, but a few people felt very uncomfortable.

"I've come to terms with that fact now." The old man's eyes were red, and he said slowly, "He saved many people that time, and he is a well-deserved hero." ”

Qi Liang pulled Xiaobai, paid the money and said goodbye and left.

He didn't know how to comfort the two old people in the noodle restaurant, everyone has the right to choose to accept reality, and he is just a poor man with no parents and no home.

To put it bluntly, he can feel people's joys and sorrows, but he doesn't feel them deeply.

Now it's okay, at least Xiaobai is with her, although Xiaobai's origin is mysterious, he also secretly swears that he must protect this cute girl.

Xiaobai's hand was held white, and he didn't mess around, the whole person leaned on Qi Liang's arm, and the two went back to the nest that belonged to them under the illumination of the street lamp.