When Li Gui was young, he also had seven disasters and eight tribulations. One winter evening when I was two years old, the snow was falling outside, and it was bleak. Li Gui was roasting by the firewood pit, unable to stabilize his mind, shouting with his mouth, scratching his hands indiscriminately, and his mother was taking care of him, always afraid that he would fall into the fire. But at this time, the pig arch pigsty in the pig house behind the house sounded, straight hum, the mother heard, thought that the pig was hungry, so she carried a bucket of pig food out of the back door, the pig food has not yet poured into the pig dregs, she heard Li Gui's particularly strange cry, she quickly poured the pig food into the pig trough, and returned in a hurry with the empty pig food bucket, because between the pig house and the main house is an open space, covered with snowflakes, white, she walked back and forth, leaving two rows of footprints. Soon it was covered by snowflakes again, and her figure had disappeared into the main room.

At this moment, Li Gui's cry became weak, but it was extremely worrying, and his mother rushed over and found that Li Gui's head had rubbed into the fire, she immediately pulled him up, and a scarlet tongue of fire was still burning on the left side of his face. She flicked it off, and in the dim light of the oil lamp, she saw that his face was visibly red and purple, and then the fruit bubbled.

When the neighbors heard the crying, they also ran over to see it, and they were all discussing, what should be done if the fire burned their faces? Some people say that applying urine to the face can detoxify and reduce swelling, but no one can help do that. The mother hugged Li Gui, who kept crying, and looked at the child who was in pain with his hands in a wooden manner, his father was not at home on a business trip, and his grandparents rushed over from the village house when they heard the news, and kept counting Xu Li, the daughter-in-law, carelessly did not take care of her grandson.

It was still the grandfather who was decisive, quickly hugged Li Gui from Xu Li's hand, asked Xu Li for an umbrella, held an umbrella in one hand, and held Li Gui in the other, and walked step by step towards the snowy village. Xu Li also took an umbrella and followed behind, outside the village, Hujiawan Hu Mazi was a Langzhong who specialized in treating burns and scalds, and they went to find him.

The tiled house of Hu Mazi's house, located in the east of Hujiawan, is also covered in silver at the moment, the heavy snow is still drifting, only the chimney that stands is still black, not covered by snowflakes, and the snowflakes melt when they fall on it, so that the top is wet, like a spring tree, containing warm vitality. In fact, the home in the house is also warm, a pot of red charcoal fire, placed at the stove, Hu Mazi sat on the side of the chimney, his body was roasted warmly, and he looked at the wife who was pounding medicinal powder opposite with a smile on his face, saying that 13 years ago, how could the family have money to buy charcoal for grilling.

You have to thank Lang Zhong for teaching you medicine. The wife raised her face and looked at Hu Mazi intently. Hu Mazi's real name is Hu Chuanshi, just because he suffered from pox disease when he was a child, after the pox healed, his face was full of pits, and when he grew up, people who were familiar with him in society were used to calling him Hu Mazi, and people who were not familiar with him also shouted so.

When his wife mentioned that he wanted to thank the person who taught him to study medicine, he didn't think so, saying that he should be most grateful to Li Fu from Li Zhuang on the other side of the mountain. That year, there was a great drought and famine, the family was so poor that he couldn't open the pot, his wife ran away with someone, he had no way to stare dryly, and he usually did not develop the ability to be industrious and self-reliant, but there was a kind of inertia, and his wife scolded him for doing something. He often sits at home empty, feeling that it is difficult to get something to eat.

On that occasion, the neighbor came to the door and said that the county government had allocated a batch of relief grain to their bay, but he did not see a grain of grain. When I asked the chief of the village for anything, they all said that there was no matter of allocating relief food at all. Later, it was confirmed that the county government had allocated a batch of relief grain, but only gave another bay where the drought was more serious. So, Hu Mazi scolded the county magistrate for having no conscience and ignoring the lives of the people of Hujiawan. Someone said: You scolded the county order as a crime, if you knew about it, he would definitely send someone to arrest you and lock you up. Hearing this, Hu Mazi actually raised his neck and laughed, and then said: I wish the county order would arrest me and put me in prison, and it would be good to eat in prison! Much better than being hungry at home. This word reached the nosy Li Fu's ears, and it happened that once, Li Fu ran into Hu Mazi head-on: I heard that you want to eat in prison, right? In fact, it's very easy, write out your curse words to the county order, and hand it to the county order, and it won't be long before the county government will send someone to arrest you as a villain, sentence you to prison, and go to prison for a few years, so that you can realize your wish to eat a bite of prison food.

A few days later, Hu Mazi really wrote obscenities swearing on the paper, and he really asked Li Fu to send him to the county office, but Li Fu refused, saying I was just talking, if you are really arrested and sent to prison, don't you blame me?

I don't blame you. Hu Mazi said seriously.

Li Fu refused to do such a thing, and Hu Mazi asked others to do it, but others did not do it, because he was worried that this paper full of swear and foul language would be sent out, and it would not be possible for the county government to "come and make" to arrest it together, because it was extremely impolite to send such a thing. As a result, Hu Mazi had no choice but to force a trick, he actually pasted the piece of paper full of foul language in broad daylight and pasted it at the door of the county office, and then slowly walked away. Before he walked out of the city gate, he was chased by the officers and soldiers, and he was sent to the county order to kneel down and confess his guilt, he did not admit his guilt, let alone kneel, and a servant flew up and kicked him in the back of the foot, only to instinctively kneel down, he immediately stood up again, opened his voice and shouted, admitting that he had insulted the current county order, and he was not in prison for fear of a ghost.

The county order ordered him to be beaten with more than a dozen boards, and then let him go. But early the next morning, the official reported again, saying that Hu Mazi had pasted the same piece of paper full of foul language at the door of the ya, and the county magistrate went to see it in person, tore it off angrily, clenched his fists tightly, and motioned to three or five officials to bring instruments and go to Hujiawan to arrest Hu Mazi for questioning.

Two hours later, Hu Mazi was tied up and arrested by Wuhua again, he was not afraid at all, pointed to the county order, stomped his feet and shouted arrogantly: If you don't sentence me to prison, I will still post that full of obscenities. The county commander was so angry that his eyes bulged wide, and he said angrily: If you are bold and disrupt the people, I will condemn you for doing nothing and disrupting official business.

Hu Mazi anxiously asked: Is this crime enough to go to prison?

Shut up. The tall official glared at him, and under the order of the county magistrate, another officer of medium stature took Hu Mazi to a sturdy low house west of the city, opened a heavy door, and pushed him in.

There was a wooden plank in it, and a layer of straw was laid on it, which seemed to have been slept on for a long time, and the grass was not only yellow, but also very soft, and the rod was no longer round, it had been flattened, and the whole looked like a soft straw mat.

The tall servant said, "Your wish has been fulfilled, and this is your home."

At that moment, another official untied him. Hu Mazi looked at the house with a choking musty smell and said: This is a prison cell? He was visibly disappointed. The tall servant said, "This is what the cell looks like." After that, Iron blushed and locked the cell.

Hu Mazi felt not free inside, and wanted to rush out, so he kicked the door panel a few times, but not only couldn't kick it open, but also kicked his foot painfully. At this moment, the little official in the prison heard the sound and ran over, pointed at Hu Mazi and scolded: You dog, do you understand the rules of going to prison? If you don't understand, I'll tell you, our rule here is: Whoever kicks and hits the cell door, harasses or influences other prisoners, will be punished with 50 killings. Today's thinking is the first time, spare you once, and the next time you do it again, you won't be able to eat and walk around.