It's time to tell you about the past.

The old man is fifty-four years old this year, and the book of life says that fifty-four years old is a hurdle. So, it's time to tell you some of the things I know. Now that the clouds are gathering outside, and it is raining, and before the thunder in the sky has fallen, I swear to the heavens that everything I say here is true.

The connection of blood must be said. No matter how far I go, I have to admit that I am from Yingping.

Even if you haven't been back for a day, your ancestral home is still Wuliang Village (official title) in Yingping County, Pingyuan Province. It's also called Wuliang Village (folk), and that's a little bit older.

On paper, although the ancestral home of the Wu family is Yingping, it can be said that the Wu family cannot be regarded as authentic plainsmen. It is said that the Wu family migrated from Hongdong County, Shanxi Province in the Ming Dynasty, but the memory on paper is unreliable. What I want to say is that the Wu family has a mark: the third joint of the spine is thicker than the average person in the Wu family. Just touch it, and the joint looks like a big walnut. It is said that it was picked up by the ancestors after being interrupted during the riots again and again.

If one day, you go to Wuliang, there are two roads to choose from, one is National Highway 303 and the other is Provincial Highway 505. National Highway 303 from north to south, is a fully closed highway, crosses three counties, gets off the road outside Yingping City, and passes through seven villages; If you take the provincial road, it is northwest and southeast, through two counties, Tianye Temple down the road, and you will arrive at four villages.

I'll also tell you that the wind that blows here is a northwesterly wind. The northwest wind is winter whistle and autumn dust, and the drill is sharp. Therefore, the trees that grow here are not particularly straight, and they are generally oriented southeastward. If you see a tree on the side of the road tilting a little towards the southeast, as if it's giving a nod to someone, then you're not far from home.

Wuliang is a large village of 3,000 people.

Historically, Wuliang was once a nest of mats. Relying on the endless reeds in the west of the village, every household here makes a living. It is said that they won a gold medal at the Panama World Exposition in 1958, but I have never seen a trophy. In the past, men here were generally lower than women, and they were carried out by carrying wet reed bundles; The women here are generally taller than the men, and they have practiced it by standing on the stone stone that grinds the stalks.

I'll admit, I've ever touched the butts of most women without beams. At that time, early in the morning, the women without beams would routinely ask the men to carry out bundles of slivers that had been broken the night before, and they would stand on the stone stones and smooth the grates used to weave the mats, and then go to weave them. On the village street, the women stood on the round stone stone one by one, their heads held high, relying on the strength of their toes, the flexibility of their buttocks, and the trembling of their breasts, driving the stone stones to roll back and forth under their toes. They are all vigorous and dexterous, like highly skilled ballet dancers. This was once a sight to behold in the beamless.

In my memory, the beamless women were all very tall, with fat and round buttocks, and they were alive and beautiful. I gotta say, I knew a little bit by then, and my hand was just reaching a woman's ass. The woman standing on the stone stone and grinding the slivers, her buttocks are tight, like a marching war horse, a bow that plays cotton, pinching the soft and hard, extremely elastic, and there is a sound of silk and bamboo when rebounding. At that time, under the sunshine of the rising sun, I would pinch all the way down the village street, pinching the women and screaming, which was called "eating cold powder".

I'll also admit that I've also touched the breasts of most women without beams. In this world, it is no exaggeration to say that I am the man who has seen the most breasts. The woman of the Kunikatsu family has a black mole on her breast; The breasts of the purple family women are like crooked eggplants; The breasts and nipples of the women of the Baoxiang family are huge, like a pair of purple-red mulberries; 3. The woman's breasts are like a big gourd scoop; The women of the Hailin family dragged under their breasts, like old gourds that had grown; The nipples of the Indian woman were pockmarked like water tofu sprinkled with black sesame seeds; The breasts of the women of the Mizuhashi family are extremely small, like two small wooden bowls that are buckled upside down; The Mai Qin's woman's breasts are sweaty and smell of sheep; Ohara's sister-in-law's breasts are fine white and smell of pea cake; The Kuan family's tits were big, fat, and full, like a balloon about to burst...... By saying this, I don't mean to seduce you on purpose. I'm just saying that women are not the same as women.

Well, now I'll tell you about my childhood eating. People talk about green food now, and I can tell you that all I ate back then was green food. I have eaten burnt grasshoppers, half-baked young corn, locust flowers, elm money, and tung flowers in spring, sorghum stalks in autumn, wowotou mixed with cottonseeds, sweet potatoes with a smell of distiller's grains (the cellar is broken), bowls of boiled carrots, castor beans that have been salted in nine steaming and nine drying, and pea kernels that have been pulled out of the "moos" (rats) hole...... It can be said that I have eaten all the delicacies in the world.

The most memorable are the three delicacies. The first delicacy is the persimmon chaff made by Yuqian Ma, also known as "fried stars". It is a persimmon skin that has been dried for a winter, plus pea noodles, dried potato noodles and chili noodles and other water and into a dough, after fermentation, it is patted into a round dough cake exposed to the sun, and then ground into powder by handmade small stone grinding, and finally poured at least half a bowl of lard in a red-hot pot and stir-fried, which is fried into a crystal bright, looking like a grain of oil sand. When you eat, first sweeten you, then spicy you, you have to eat little by little, so spicy that you stretch your neck, your mouth is full of fire, and your mouth is red and sweet. The second delicacy is the well pulled cold water, garlic paste, mint leaves, and dumpling noodles. This noodle dish is the best made by Qiuhai's family, his family has a steel cylinder for rolling noodles from the county machinery factory, the bottom of the bottom is drilled, and there is a big bar on the top to wear on the steel cylinder cover, which is pushed and rolled out by two people, this is called steel wire noodles, which is very tendonous. Sitting under a tree and serving a bowl in the summer is beautiful. The third delicacy is the sweet potato sparrow, also known as the "double-flavored sparrow". It is to dig a hole in the raw sweet potato, soak the sparrow in the salt water, and then stuff it into the sweet potato with mud, put it in the fire channel in the smoke kang room to roast, and when the mud egg is roasted, you can eat it, first bitter and then sweet and then salty...... Anyway, I'm already drooling.

I have to say that it is these green foods that enrich my stomach and enable me to thrive in Wuliang Village. So much so that later, when I saw the chili peppers, my whole body was hot and hot, and my mouth was full of fire. Chili pepper is one of the most commonly used ingredients in Wuliang Village, a necessity of life hanging high above salt, and it is this ingredient that poetically poisoned my childhood.

At this point, I guess you've already guessed it. Yes, I grew up eating 100 family meals.

Fifty-four years ago, my mother gave birth to me on a pile of ashes and died. On the third day of my birth, my father, Wu Dashun, a coal miner from Datanggou, 300 miles away, was buried in the mine due to a sudden gas explosion. At that time, the leader said that the dead were a regular occurrence. If you die, you will die, and you will only leave me three hundred yuan for funeral expenses. Unlike now, the price of a dead person is clearly marked for 200,000......

So, on the third day of my birth, I became an orphan.

Now, I'm going to tell you about my old uncle.

I'll tell you, the reason why I dare to pinch a woman's ass is because my old uncle approved it.

The old uncle once had a brilliant prospect. In his early years, he was a captain officer stationed in the Yingping artillery unit. Although artillery captain Cai Guoyin and the popular singer Cai Guoqing are only one word apart, their fates are very different.

It is said that the love story of artillery captain Cai Guoyin once caused a sensation in the entire Yingping City. When Cai Guoyin stepped on riding boots, carried a small pistol at his waist, and wore a brand-new officer's uniform, he staggered into the gate of the county middle school, his fate changed dramatically.

At that time, artillery captain Cai Guoyin fell in love, and he took a fancy to a female student. He first went from classroom to classroom, his head lying on the rotten windows of the county middle school and peeking inside. In order to see more clearly, he stretched his neck and changed positions many times, and finally targeted a girl with long pigtails. Whenever a teacher walks out of the classroom, he straightens his chest and puts his legs together in a "upright" posture. In those days, people still respected the soldier very much, and no one treated him as a hooligan. Later, he was invited into the principal's office.

Cai Guoyin, as a captain and company commander of the Siye Howitzer Regiment in the local garrison, once went to the county to conduct military training twice and made a report. Therefore, the old principal was very polite to the captain and said: Company Commander Cai, you are a hero. How can you stand outside on a hot day?

But the artillery captain said, "That chest is straight."

The old principal said: When you came to give a report that day, there was thunderous applause, and the students were very educated. If you have time, will you tell me again?

The artillery captain smacked his lips and repeated: "That chest is straight."

The old principal pushed his glasses and said, "It's too hot, I'll let someone go and hug a melon." This year's watermelon is good.

The artillery captain still said: "That chest is straight."

The artillery captain was talking about the female student who took the initiative to come to the stage to present him flowers when he came to give a report to the students half a month ago. He was extremely impressed by the schoolgirl...... When the old headmaster finally understood what he meant, he was a little embarrassed.

In fact, when he gave a report in the school auditorium that day, it was not the female students who "took the initiative" to offer flowers, but the school deliberately arranged it out of politeness. The female students who presented flowers were also specially selected by the homeroom teacher. On that day, the auditorium was thunderous with applause, and the female student couldn't help but be a little excited, she ran up to the stage with a red face, first saluted, and then offered flowers to "the loveliest person...... Now, the "cutest guy" has come to school.

The old principal's swollen eyes looked at the artillery captain from under the lens, subconsciously lowered his hair, swallowed his saliva, but his eyes were a little evasive, and said: If you want to say it, this class of students is not young...... But first, I have to get to know the tone of the students. How many classes?

The artillery captain said: long braids.

The old headmaster said, "Oh. Long braids?

The artillery captain said: "Spanking balls."

The old headmaster said, "Oh. Which class?

The artillery captain immediately said: three shifts. The fifth in the ninth row of the third class.

The old principal looked at the roster for a while and said, "Well, I know, her name is Wu Yuhua." He looked at the little artillery captain again, and then considered the words and said: "Well, I'll do the work first, and then I'll ...... Right?

The artillery captain said: Okay, you can do it. I went to the playground and waited. After speaking, without waiting for the old headmaster to reply, he turned around, and one of them walked out of the principal's room, strode to the playground, and stood under the basketball hoop.

The old headmaster was just a pretext, and when the captain said this, he froze there with his mouth wide open.

In the afternoon, when the bell rang for the end of class, all the students poured out, and then they poured into the playground like a tidal wave. Especially those female students, one by one, squeaked, added oil and vinegar, and spread a hearsay message to every corner of the school through the lips of the sunflower seed: a little officer fell in love with their school flower!

Wu Yuhua, who is in the third class, is only taller, with a straight chest, a round buttocks, and two long braids that can be thrown up. But at this moment, hundreds of students gathered around the playground together, and surrounded the artillery captain in the center like monkeys......

Artillery Captain Cai Guoyin has been standing on the playground for more than an hour. At this time, he was pacing back and forth under the basketball hoop, waiting for the old principal's reply. Probably to balance the tension in his heart, he walked under the horizontal bar again, jumped forward, and hung his hands on the horizontal bar...... But when he did a front flip and turned around, he found himself surrounded by hundreds of people, and he was the object of the students' viewing.

It was a sea of semi-circular arcs, skirmishers-like gazes. The schoolgirls pointed and covered their mouths and snickered; The male students' eyes were extremely complicated, like a wolf suddenly breaking into the sheepfold...... The captain's face immediately turned red, and he didn't expect things to come to this point. But after all, he had been in battle, and he didn't seem too flustered, but he muttered something in his mouth, and jumped off the horizontal bar with an arrow step. After a while, the captain company commander Cai Guoyin put his legs together, tightened his upper body, first gave the students a solemn military salute, and then exploded his throat and shouted two words like a lion's roar:

- Stand upright!

The students were blindfolded all of a sudden, and they subconsciously stood up straight with their feet together in accordance with the command...... Then, before they could wake up, Captain Company Commander Cai Guoyin immediately issued a second command: Turn backward - step in unison - go!

That lion-like roar is unquestionable. So, the students retreated in despair...... Cai Guoyin was left alone on the playground again.

However, the students did not stop there. After they retreated, the excitement was not yet settled, and they went on to chase another target.

Wu Yuhua, a female student, was also ignorant and ran to the playground with her classmates...... But halfway through the run, she turned back, and she was stopped by a female teacher. In the principal's office, when she understood what had happened, she was ashamed of herself, covered her face with her hands and hid in the dormitory, never to come out again.

At first, Wu Yuhua may have been a little bit interesting to Captain Officer Cai Guoyin. That's hidden in the heart. She gave flowers to Cai Guoyin, of course she had seen him. As a representative of the local garrison, Cai Guoyin once gave two military training classes to the students of the county's final middle school; A presentation was also made in the Great Hall. At that time, most of the dream lovers of young female students preferred the military, which was the fashion of the times. When Cai Guoyin gave a report on the stage, the school chose Wu Yuhua to present flowers on stage, and she was indeed very excited.

At that time, it was the first time for her to present flowers on stage, her heart was pounding, her face was flushed, and she didn't see Cai Guoyin's face clearly at all, but she had a vague impression of riding boots. After offering the flowers, she saluted and ran down blushing...... That's all, without any direct contact. Objectively speaking, at that time, a girl who was just beginning to fall in love had a love for soldiers and heroes. It was a little hazy emotion hidden deep in my heart, a kind of spiritual infatuation, and I didn't think much about it. Well, now, this soldier chased him to the school.

The classmates all gathered around her dormitory, in front of the house and behind the room, behind the layer of window paper, there were eyes, and the saliva had wet the window paper into countless holes, and then with the spittle stars, all kinds of unbearable words floated from all directions. What people talk about the most is Cai Guoyin's size and his buckteeth, plus Wu Yuhua's chest and buttocks...... In just one afternoon, both men came up with nicknames: one was "Little Cannonball" and the other was "Big Yanma".

Wu Yuhua cried.

Wu Yuhua is a stubborn woman who loves face. Although she had a moment of admiration for this little officer who had come to the school to make a report, it was a person's privacy after all, and it was hidden in her heart. Well, now, she has suddenly become the object of people's discussion, and has become the target of ridicule from the whole school. Nicknames such as "Little Cannonball", "Great Yanma" and all sorts of unpleasant rumors reached her ears. Others said that the two had once held hands in the grove on the wall of the school, and they had already been "that" for a long time...... Because of shyness, the little bit of admiration that remains has long been blown away by rumors. She felt that she had lost face in front of her classmates and could no longer stay in school! Late that night, in a fit of anger, Wu Yuhua avoided many eyes under the cover of two female classmates, and went home overnight.

This happened on a Saturday afternoon, and that night this absurd thing spread throughout Yingping City. We Yingping people are imaginative, and through word of mouth, when this absurd incident spread from the east of the city to the military compound in the west of the city, it has evolved into a story of "an officer who ran to the county to peek at the female students taking a bath".

Unfortunately, a female teacher who was newly transferred from the south in the county middle school happened to be the wife of the political commissar of the local garrison howitzer regiment. On this Saturday night, the wind from Madame's pillow naturally blew into the ears of the commissar. In addition, the whole city is spreading the story of "a soldier peeking at a schoolgirl taking a bath...... The commissar was furious, and in order to save the reputation of the local garrison, he came to an emergency assembly that night...... and immediately ordered Cai Guoyin's confinement.

Cai Guoyin was thirty-two years old this year, had been a soldier for 16 years, and had fought for eight years. After figuring out the reason, the regiment also locked him up for three days, and then released him. But on the afternoon of the second Saturday, he stood at the old headmaster's door again and asked, "What is the matter?"

The old principal said: Drink water. You drink water. I have already told my insider, let her introduce you to one, a female worker in a cotton weaving factory, who is of good height and character. People also look ......

Cai Guoyin said: work. Let's talk about work.

The old headmaster said...... The inner person means that the other party is willing to meet. Do you think you're taking the time to meet?

Cai Guoyin said: Didn't you say you had to do work? What the hell, give me a word.

The old headmaster said: This ...... Drink some water. You drink some water.

Cai Guoyin said: Let's say "work".

The old principal smiled bitterly and said, "Company Commander Cai, forget it." People have already left, dropped out.

Cai Guoyin was stunned and said: Dropped out?

The old principal said: I dropped out.

Cai Guoyin said: Then it's not your responsibility?

The old headmaster said, "Yes." It's not my business.

Cai Guoyin said: Okay, very good. Then he turned around and walked away, took two steps, turned back again, and said, "Tell me her home address."

Captain Company Commander Cai Guoyin first entered Wuliang by jeep, carrying ten boxes of snacks in his hand.

When the green jeep drove into Wuliang, the women of the entire Wuliang Village stretched their necks and jumped down from the stones, sighing one by one, running to tell each other, repeating two words in their mouths again and again: Daguan, Daguan!

Today, 57 years later, I doubt that if Captain Company Commander Cai Guoyin had known that Wu Yuhua had such a complicated rural background, if he had known that he would be a bearded old pomegranate, would he have dared to come?

But at that time, Cai Guoyin seemed to have fallen into evil, insisted on going his own way, and didn't listen to anyone. His jeep was parked in the courtyard of Wuliang Village, and once again became the object of onlookers from the whole village.

On that day, for the first time, a jeep drove in, and people looked at this green "iron guy" in amazement: first, they looked at the rut marks of the jeep, and the wheel pattern could print flowers on the ground; Then look at the headlights of the jeep, some people say that it is bigger than a cow's egg; Then they looked at the man in military uniform, and they barely looked at the people, but at the coat of arms on his hat, a bar on his shoulders and three "silver beans", and the riding boots on his feet, which they said were rattling and spring-like; Then there were the ten boxes of dim sum in his hand and his "you, you" Northeast accent Mandarin...... All this excites the beamless women. But they didn't know that the jeep he was riding in was borrowed from the county armed forces department, and that one of his old comrades-in-arms was the head of the county armed forces; I didn't know that the riding boots on his feet were given to him by a drunken old man when he went south from the northeast. They only knew that this was a "big official", and the blind date came.

So someone ran to report the news.

So many women surrounded Lao Cai (he will soon become Lao Cai) and walked towards Wu Yuhua's house.

However, when Cai Guoyin came to the gate of Wu Yuhua's courtyard, he found that the courtyard door and the door of the house were all closed. Cai Guoyin, who was holding a snack in his hand, was once again left hanging out of the door.

Wuliang is one of the least xenophobic villages in the world. In the early years, an old man with bad hair and needles from a foreign country had to serve tea and water for a long time, not to mention such a rare character? ! Wuliang has always been enthusiastic. The yellow mud wall of Wu Yuhua's house is not high, and the women's buttocks pass by as soon as they ride and grind. So dozens of women rode over the courtyard wall to photograph the door of the Wu family. These women slapped the door one by one, and shouted Wu Yuhua's milk name: Xiaohua, open the door, Aunt Tan. Open the door, I, Grandma Ju'er. Others shouted Wu Yuhua's mother's nickname: change, open the door. Where is your stage? The shelves are not small.

Wu Yuhua's mother naturally didn't want to offend the whole village. In a few moments, she opened the door to the main house in a panic. It's just that Wu Yuhua is still hiding in the ear room and doesn't come out. At this moment, Wu Yuhua's mood is extremely complicated, and when things come to this point, she doesn't know what to do. In the noisy voice of the broken-mouthed woman, there was a very subtle change in her psychology for this relentless chaser. Little by little, she recalled the situation when he gave a report and took a military training class, and suddenly wanted to see what this person looked like. She stood in front of the lattice window with the pasted window paper, and dipped her little finger in a little spit, and made a small round hole in the window paper...... But what she saw was the ass of the endless stream of women.

Beamless women poured in. There are those who pass the word, there are those who persuade them with painstaking words, and there are those who think they know Mandarin as translators. The woman's ass stepped over the courtyard wall again and again, handing the words of both sides back and forth...... In the process of passing the words, the women without beams did a lot of artistic processing of the meaning of both sides according to their own understanding, deleting what should be deleted, adding what should be added, and the words and words were all "translated" after being soaked in honey. It's like trying to pick a lock with a key, and if this one doesn't work, then change to another...... Just trying, four hours passed. In the end, even Wu Yuhua herself couldn't tell which key touched her heart. By the time the women, with the acquiescence of Wu Yuhua, officially opened the courtyard door to entertain guests, it was already time to hold the lights.

It was dark, and Cai Guoyin, who had been standing in front of the door for four hours, finally ate "egg tea". There were six poached eggs in the bowl of tea with brown sugar, and the price of eating this bowl of egg tea was that he had to be a son-in-law. There are also some messy customs and exquisiteness, and Cai Guoyin also agreed to them one by one.

The two finally met officially. Under the dim oil lamp, Wu Yuhua lowered her head, her heart was in a mess, although she had also peeked at it, but the light was only one bean, it was too dim. The ten boxes of dim sum on the table blocked her vision, and she still didn't see Cai Guoyin's face too clearly, she only saw half of her face, which was called "fortitude". She originally knew that he was a soldier who participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, but now she still only knows that he is a soldier. It should be said that the fashion of a period (the love for soldiers) played the most crucial role. Of course, there are some other meanings, which are also vague.

According to the verbal agreement, Cai Guoyin entered Wuliang Village as a door-to-door son-in-law. I heard that Wu Yuhua's wedding was very beautiful. That year, she was the first girl in Wuliang Village to marry in a jeep. The jeep drove out of front of her house, circled around Wuliang Village under the chase of everyone, and then drove back again. After turning around like this, the captain company commander Cai Guoyin became the old uncle of Wuliang Village.

At that time, the captain company commander Cai Guoyin had a monthly salary of 98 yuan, which was considered a high-paid class. But this wedding, Cai Guoyin, under the planning of a group of enthusiastic "assistants" in Wuliang Village, held them all according to local customs, and almost spent all his savings. In addition to purchasing the dowry, that day the Wu family opened a flowing water banquet, three fat pigs, ten plates of tofu, more than 1,700 catties of vermicelli, fourteen baskets of flower rolls and buns, as well as tobacco and alcohol...... The men, women and children of Wuliang Village ate one by one with their mouths full of oil!

That night, the moon became the brightest light in Wuliang Village, and almost all the people in the village went to the back of the old uncle's house to "listen to the room". In the bright moonlight, they waited for the word "day" to be uttered in Mandarin, but they waited until the dew came down and heard nothing.

Finally, they finally heard the voice, it was a cry, Wu Yuhua's loud cry.

I know we're going to go back to the land one day.

But I've never really looked at my own face. Yes, I've looked in the mirror, but I've looked at my face, not my face. A person's face should include all of his life features. At that time, I couldn't see myself clearly. I don't know where I came from or where I'm going. I also never wondered why our skin was yellow and how it was dyed. Now I finally understand that our colors come from the land, and we have one hue with the plains.

Yes, in time, I have constantly embellished my memories. I tampered with a lot of things, including my childhood......

Remember, when I opened my eyes and saw my old uncle for the first time, do you know how I felt?

In my childhood memories, he was one with everything without beams: the stacks, the sparrows, the trees, the houses, the stones in the field, the heads of the tiled houses, all the same color. He was like a yellow mud wall on the edge of the village, or a gray old tree stump planted on the side of the road that had been eroded by the wind and rain. His face is a topographical map of Wuliang Village, with an unobstructed view of the ravines and ravines. The eye bubbles were like shriveled, cloudy yellow, pomegranate peels cut open with a mat and sprinkled with a little black beans. The black cotton jacket on his body was rotten and sleeved, a straw rope was tied around his waist, and his upper body was like a bundle of firewood; The lower body looks like an old lady with a big crotch and wrapped feet. Yes, he also had a non-regular leggings wrapped around his leg with a rag, which was about the only indication that he had ever been a soldier.

To be honest, it was the woman with a broken mouth who enriched my childhood memories. Later, I learned that the love story of my old uncle that once caused a sensation in Yingping City had long since disappeared. Cai Guoyin, the captain of the company at the time, has been an authentic farmer in Wuliang Village since he took off his military uniform. What is particularly regrettable is that Unit 4873 of that year was the howitzer regiment that was once stationed in Yingping, that is, the north compound where my old uncle once served as a company commander, and twenty-five years later there was a lieutenant general and two major generals, all of whom were soldiers led by my old uncle. But the old uncle himself was inexplicably demobilized for the sake of a woman after a quarrel with the political commissar of the regiment.

Sweetness is short-lived. It is said that after the two got married, they only visited relatives once and went to Wu Yuhua's uncle's house to catch a meeting. After the honeymoon, the two went to her uncle's house with a few boxes of snacks, and they talked and kissed on the way. But as soon as he arrived at the meeting, he attracted a lot of laughter. One of the two is tall; One is short and thick, like a cannonball, this one is high and one is low, one fat and one is thin, which looks very funny...... Wu Yuhua's uncle looked at his nephew and son-in-law dressed as a peasant, and said, "Flower, what's wrong?" Isn't it an official? Why don't you have "beans" (on your shoulders)? After that, Wu Yuhua never went out with him again. Perhaps, the grievances in Wu Yuhua's heart are indescribable. - Back then, she originally intended to marry an officer, but she accidentally married a peasant.

Not long after getting married, Wu Yuhua began to quarrel and fight with her old uncle. The two of them have been fighting almost for the rest of their lives. The old uncle's water tank has been replaced countless times, and it was rotten on the top of the head when the two of them were fighting. It is said that in the quarrels again and again, Wu Yuhua asked him more than once: What do you like about me? Each time, the old uncle was silent and did not make any answer. Perhaps, his silence is an answer.

If you look at it from the current perspective, the aesthetic level of Cai Guoyin, the captain company commander back then, should be first-class. At that time, Wu Yuhua, who was 1.72 meters tall, should be regarded as a devil. Her tall, towering breasts, her beautiful long legs, and her round and full buttocks are all materials that are active on the catwalk today.

Perhaps, Cai Guoyin, the captain and company commander of the year, regarded his tall and towering chest as a reverie for the birch forest in his hometown in the northeast? Take those beautiful long legs and round and full buttocks as memories of the early cavalry years? I think it was only later that he learned that all these were the characteristics of a beamless woman, and they were practiced by standing on a stone stone when making a table.

Who can say anything about feelings? In time, since any material thing changes, how can non-material feelings, which are already ethereal, remain ethereal? But the captain company commander Cai Guoyin couldn't have imagined that he came to this woman to fight with her for the rest of his life.

The old uncle's military qualities were soaked and erased little by little in the time in Wuliang Village. In the tidbits of the broken-mouthed women, at the beginning, the old uncle once went to the reeds to shout. As the sun set, he stood alone on the edge of the endless reeds, facing the orange sunset and the reeds swaying in the wind......

But the old uncle has been nothing since he took off the three "silver beans" on the epaulettes. His life in Wuliang Village deteriorated, and he was often scorned and teased by the women who stood on the stone stone and grinded the stalks. For example, the women pouted and said that they had seen him go to the village outlet to secretly pick up cigarette butts and smoke them. For example, once when he went to a nearby Guanzhuang to catch a meeting, the women found that he was wearing pants that were open to the eye, which was the goods he bought for Wu Yuhua when he got married. The women stood tall on the stone stone, and when they saw him, they said: Lao Cai, you are a little taller than the stone stone. What do you do when you're in bed? Do you hug her, or does she hug you?

But no matter who hugged whom, no matter how he beat him, no matter how he "did it", the old uncle still did everything that should be done. In the following more than ten years, Wu Yuhua gave birth to five children and survived three...... This is one of the reasons why his life has deteriorated.

During the three-year difficult period, in the face of the ridicule of the women again and again, the old uncle could bear it, but Wu Yuhua couldn't bear it. One night, she suddenly told him with a pleasant face that she had heard that Lao Hu had been sent to the commune in the town. You're still comrades-in-arms, why don't you go find him? The old uncle fell to such a point that there was about a little bit of manly dignity left, and he only replied to her with one word: no. After that, the two of them turned their faces away, butt to ass, and said nothing more.

It is said that Wu Yuhua shed tears all night. The next day, she got up in the morning, combed her hair with a half-broken wooden comb, and went to the commune on tiptoe.

In Wuliang, in just a few years, Wu Yuhua has consumed all her beauty. After giving birth to her second child, her breasts were shriveled like two old eggplants that had been dried in the sun, and they were no longer as tall as they used to be. Her two long braids had long been cut off, her hair was messy like an old owl's nest, and her face full of pregnancy spots had lost the slightest bit of ruddyness. She looked as thin as a great mantis, with only those two long pole legs left.

On this day, she suddenly ran to the commune on tiptoe with two long poles and legs, and cried and made a fuss with her spitting and scolding. She scolded Lao Hu for being a liar (Lao Hu was the former minister of the county armed forces, and he was the one who lent the old brother-in-law's jeep), and the surname Cai was all the way! She even lay at the gate of the commune and kicked a pair of pants on the ground...... Only then did he scold Lao Hu, the head of the armed forces of the commune who had been demoted and delegated, and scolded him so much that his head was bruised, and finally won a little benefit for his old uncle.

After that, thanks to the efforts of the Minister of Armed Forces of the Commune, the old uncle was able to treat the disabled soldier (he had seven wounds on his body) and give him a monthly allowance of seven yuan for the disabled soldier.

My old uncle is both my benefactor and my enemy.

On the seventh day after I was born, he stood under an old locust tree in the middle of the village with a hanging bell, held me high with a bag wrapped in a bag, and said, "From now on, this is the child of the whole village."

Of course, this is what happened after he became the village party secretary.

The old uncle became the village party secretary in the fourth year of his career. After that, the village party secretary was removed on the charge of privately dividing and concealing property, and the old uncle took over the position of the branch secretary in the name of the hero. It was winter, and there were carrots left in the field. The so-called concealment of production is also a carrot. After the old uncle became the branch secretary, he continued to hide his property, but he still hid carrots. The only difference was that he didn't pull the carrots into his home. He just ordered people to cut off all the carrots in the field, giving the commune cadres the impression that the field was clean and clean, and then in the middle of the night he led people to harvest the carrots one by one, and ate them on the day of harvest, leaving no fart.

But the old uncle's private division of the property was still discovered. As soon as Lao Hu, the head of the armed forces of the commune, entered the village with the working group, he said to the old uncle in a loud voice: "Old man, you have pressed the line and stepped on a mine!" The old uncle pretended to be confused with him and said: Landmines, American? Lao Hu said: Let me tell you, if you divide and conceal property privately, you will be removed from your post and investigated! The old uncle said:, you are investigating me? I'm still your introducer to the party. Lao Hu said: Is there a sentence in the end, do you give a sentence? The old uncle said: Tell the truth? Lao Hu said: I haven't seen it anymore, do you still dare to be nonsense? The old uncle looked back at the villagers, who were silent, like hungry ghosts, with green fire in their eyes...... The old uncle said, "Not really." The field is clean! Lao Hu said: Old man, I came with instructions. Why don't you give me a staircase...... The old uncle leaned close to his ear and whispered: If you want to say that there is, there are also. Just a few carrots, there are thousands of catties of carrots...... Old nonsense: Where is it? The old uncle patted his stomach and said, "I've eaten it all." Old nonsense: What if you find out?

The old uncle patted his chest and said: You search. As long as I find out, you will remove me...... According to the villagers, in this way, the old uncle took the risk (under the strong protection of Lao Hu, the head of the armed forces of the commune), and although he was punished with a "serious warning", he kept dozens of acres of carrots at once.

At that time, every household ate boiled carrots, and they ate them for six months in a row, until the carrots hidden in the ground gave birth to poisonous sprouts, and people vomited up and down, diarrhea, and sour water. Until today, we know that carrots are rich in vitamins A and C, and also contain calcium, commonly known as "little ginseng", which is a real green food. But in those years, everybody hated carrots, and carrots hurt everybody.

But it was the carrot that saved the lives of the whole village, and indirectly saved my life.

Soon after I was born, my old uncle carried me and the family looked for milk to eat. As I said, I've touched a lot of women's tits, and they've done it right under my old uncle's nose. At that time, my old uncle hugged my family and skewered my family, and when I entered the door, I said: Give me milk.

At that time, the women did not have much milk in their breasts, and it was not easy to suck their milk out, and they all had a sour carrot smell. Now I understand that it is called yogurt, which is yogurt containing carotene and vitamin C.

The thing I hate most in my life is carrots. At that time, the smell of carrots permeated my entire childhood, and every burp I took had the smell of carrots, and the excess carotene and vitamin C ran down my butt! Moreover, when I brazenly sucked the carrot-flavored milk into my stomach one by one, the eyes of the beamless women glared at me like the muzzle of a gun splashed with venom, and they gritted their teeth with hatred one by one! But at that time, the identity of the branch secretary was like a special pass, which allowed the old uncle to carry me from one house to another, and proudly told the woman of that family: Give me milk.

Yes, women hate me. At that time, the women of Wuliang Village saw me like they saw wolf cubs. Although they untied their arms with kindness, they all glared at me through gritted teeth, because I had bitten their nipples many times. Back then, if they had martial arts, they would have abolished me a long time ago. Later, the reason why the bones in my head were so hard (you know, I had a car accident) was because they "checked" it with their fingers again and again. Often, they sizzle in pain while feeding...... Dog, tooth tooth, look at that dogtooth!

In the beginning, whenever a woman was breastfeeding, the old uncle would turn his face away and squat in the yard and smoke a dry cigarette silently. Later, he got used to it, stopped dodging, and he could enjoy the same treatment as me. If you use the words of the five parties in this village, it is that I suck with my mouth, and he eats with his eyes. Occasionally, if the other man's man is not at home, he may also flirt with the nursing woman, and even the woman who is a little prodigal will untie the whole breast and make him have a milky face!

I must confess frankly that at the earliest, my uncle's so-called "style problem" was caused by me. On that day, it was the turn of the woman of the Kunikatsu family (who later became the third aunt) to breastfeed me. I still remember that there was a black mole on the milk of the Kunikatsu woman, and this black mole made a deep impression on me. On this day, I almost bit off the nipples of the woman of the Kunikatsu family (third aunt)! Just as she scolded, a mouthful of dog teeth. Wolverine. yes, I was so hungry then, and in childhood I was a little dog, a little wolf. That day, maybe I sucked her nipples for too long, but I didn't suck the milk except for the smell of sweat, and I was in a hurry...... This was followed by a terrible scream! The howl of the woman of the Kunikatsu family alarmed the whole village. Yes, I haven't sucked milk for a long time. During the carrot period, she was so hungry that she was yellow and thin, and her tits were so shriveled that she couldn't suck any milk at all, so she sucked and sucked, and my teeth bit the nipples of the women of the Kunikatsu family...... At this time, amid the screams of the women of the Guosheng family, the old uncle rushed over. In a panic, the old uncle put two hands on it at once: he held the tits of the woman of the Guosheng family with one hand, and pinched my small chin with the other...... He probably wanted to snatch the nipples out of my mouth, but the women who ran over saw it: what he was clinging to was the bloody white tits of the woman of the Guosheng family!

There was a lot of discussion for a while...... It is said that that night, both families fought. In the courtyard, Guosheng beat up his woman with rotten nipples (the third aunt...... In the other house, when the door was closed in the house, Wu Yuhua and the old uncle made a big fuss and overturned the water tank!

During that period, whenever the women saw the old uncle, they said, "An old dog leads a small dog, and the two are evil."

As a child, I was indeed a minor scourge in the village.

In Wuliang, scourge means "bad seed", that is, a grain of rat droppings that has fallen into a pot of soup. And I am the grain of rat poop in people's eyes. At that time, in Wuliang Village, I was an aggressor and the object of hatred of the whole village. This can be seen in their eyes. But once the whole village gathers, when the bell rings, this hatred is transformed into a kind of "kindness". It can be seen from this that the ancients had great insight into people's hearts when they made words! Look at it, "two people" are "benevolence", that is to people supervise each other; The "double filament" is dyed, and the "heart" is used as a scale to be "compassion", which is also the meaning of allowing people to compare and weigh each other. It was only later that I learned that kindness needs to be preached and stimulated.

I have to admit that in my childhood, in addition to pinching women's buttocks and biting nipples, I also did other bad things, and I did a lot of bad things. In the worst case, while my uncle was going to a town meeting, the villagers hung me from a tree.

Now that I think about it, the bad thing I did in my childhood, if it was a little older, would have been enough to sentence.

In the winter when I was eight years old, I was just in the second grade at the village elementary school, and perhaps I wanted to do a good deed to show myself, but I did a terrible thing. At that time, there was a call for "eliminating the four evils", and the school required each elementary school student to hand in three rat tails every week. In Wuliang, it is not a problem for a family to hand over three mouse tails. But for an orphan like me, who eats hundreds of meals, it is a big problem. In order to complete the glorious task of handing over three rat tails, I have picked up countless rat holes...... That day, in order to exceed the task, I stole a small keg of kerosene from the brigade headquarters. Later, at the instigation of some older children, he dipped a mouse in an oil drum, tied the rat's leg with a rope, lit it with a match, and placed it in front of a newly discovered mouse hole, so as to blast out the nest of rats...... That's what I thought at the time.

Sure enough, the rat with the fire "snorted" into the mouse hole...... However, in front of the other hole, the first to emerge was still this rat with fire! The fiery rat burst out of the hole with six rats and ran in all directions, but I didn't catch any of them. Not only did it fail to catch the mouse, but what was even more terrifying was that the squeaking rat with fire first jumped on the wheat straw stack, then through the three wheat straw stacks, and then jumped into the smoke and kang room...... After a while, smoke billowed from the yard!

It was a day of disaster. By the time the whole village arrived, the fire was already burning! Three stacks of wheat straw turned into three mountains of flames, which could not be extinguished at all. What's even more frightening is that three smoke kang houses have also burned one after another, not far from the south is the livestock house, and behind the livestock house is the storage room, that is, the village warehouse...... Oh my god!

It was a northeasterly wind that day, and the wind fueled the fire, and it was about to burn to the cattle house...... The whole village was stupid.

Some people say: God, how can this be saved?

Someone cried and said, "It's over, it's over!" Scourge, the whole village is finished!

At this time, Liang Wufang stood up. The young Wufang, the smartest Wufang in the village, came up with a brilliant idea. The five parties said loudly: The fire cannot be saved. The ninth master, the third uncle, don't worry about anything else, hurry up and pick up the southernmost smoke kang, cut off the fire, and the livestock house and barn will naturally be saved.

As a result, people took the southernmost cigarette kang house with all their hands......

That evening, when the courtyard was full of wolf smoke and burned into piles of black ashes, everyone thought of the murderer. The older children confessed to me and said, "It's him." Throw it, throw it dry! So, I was picked up in public...... At this point, I was already stunned!

After that, I was hung from a tree on the edge of the yard......

On that evening, it dawned on me that gaze can kill. Hatred spread in the ashes, and hatred quickly spread in the courtyard. At that time, the courtyard was full of people, men, women, and children, all of whom had black-green flames in their eyes, like silent wolves! No, scarier than a wolf. I found that I had fallen into a sea of hatred, and I had become a long-suppressed emotional flashpoint for people, who must have starved their eyes and wanted to eat people. I honestly admit that at the time, I was scared to pee. It wasn't until much later that I understood what the vast ocean of "people" was.

However, just then, the old uncle came back on the tinkling broken bicycle. When he dropped the bicycle and hurried to the yard, he asked in Mandarin with his northeastern accent: What's wrong? What's wrong with this? Which king and eight lambs, who did it?!

Immediately, like a blown up powder magazine, a poked hornet's nest, and like a black wind flying out of a cypress grave in the evening, people began to count my sins...... In the end, the conclusion of the word is: tie it up and send it to the police station!

It was already dark, and only people's eyes were "bright". The old uncle stood under the tree, looked up at me, and then without saying a word, he lowered his head without saying a word, and walked back and forth under the tree with his hands behind his back. He was angry, but ...... He waited until the people were spitting on Xingzi before he stretched out his hand and said loudly: He, he is still a child...... Then he walked up again, stretched out his hand again, and said, "He is still a child...... He repeated this sentence nine times in a row.

The words repeated by the old uncle were like crotons, and he sprinkled them one by one, finally venting the fire in people's hearts. No one in the crowd said anything more. This was followed by a flurry of phlegm-pumping coughs...... Finally, someone in the crowd said, "This scourge is to frighten him."

So all the people chimed in, saying, "Fear him."

The old uncle pointed at me and said, "Woe, woe."

As I said, beamless winds are very staining.

The wind is everywhere. But the wind is invisible, and the wind only bears fruit, not form.

Here, the wind also has an elegant name: "Siberia". This is what the Wuliang people heard from the loudspeakers in the village in the sixties. At that time, a phrase that often appeared on the radio was "Siberian cold snap". With their extraordinary understanding, the Wuliang people deleted the "cold current" and left behind the beautiful "Siberia" with infinite imagination. This can only show once again that beamless people are not xenophobic.

The reason why the Wuliang people call the wind "Siberia" is to follow the line of thought of the bachelors. This is a kind of imagination, an emotional feminine understanding, which contains the desire and yearning for beauty, as well as the romantic expectation of a sister Lin falling from the sky.

Here, the wind is most closely associated with two words: one is "love" and the other is "dust". "Style" is a concept of time period, which is like a bizarre scene cut into sections and disconnected from each other; Or rather, a kite flying in the air under the slanting sun with a broken string, with a little "stolen" poetry. But the past is gone, never to be repeated. However, "wind and dust" is a fixed and long-term concept of time, which is a kind of desolation with imprints after the erosion of time, and a permanent freeze frame buried in the dust of time. It is only in the concept of time that wind and dust are linked. Whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, even if it is not windy, there are also miracles of wind.

Just look at the leaves on the trees and you'll know that here, not a single leaf is clean.

In the absence of beams, once "Siberia" is engraved on the face, it is the years. And once the years are set, it is a custom. A custom is a region-specific habit of life. I once said that Wuliang people mainly eat noodles: noodles, pastries, noodle soups, vegetable noodles, etc. Eating pasta is inseparable from chili peppers, which are the most important condiments for Wuliang people. On a normal day, you can't eat without spicy food. If you eat too many chili peppers, you will develop acne on your face. If you meet a young man on the road and pick the pimples on his face as he walks, yes, it's a beamless person.

This, of course, is low-level. If the requirements are a little higher, if there are distinguished guests at home and two dishes are fried, it is to eat wine. Now some people say that wine is culture, that is, "spicy" culture, it is a culture that makes people excited, and "culture" is to the extreme, that is, one word: drunk. Getting guests drunk is the highest level of beamless hospitality. If any of the guests who come to the house get drunk and become a mess of mud, it is a kind of glory of hospitality. It is often necessary to pull it up with a rack car and go around the village, what a decent thing it is!

The custom of ranking second without beams is called: leading the seat. Here the "seat" is to be "led", think about how elegant this is. Wuliang is a nest of woven mats, and the most important thing is mats. At that time, a mat was a flowing bed. The most important and intimate activities of the Wuliang people are carried out on the "banquet" (one is the banquet, and the other is the kang seat). Especially in the summer, the host leads a table, and the guests or friends follow each other, and when there are melons, they go to the melon field; Or under the tree, by the river, in the yard, with a tobacco basket and a few crispy melons, sitting on the ground, talking to the moon...... As for what to say, I don't know. At that time, in the evening of summer, everyone would lead a mat around, saying that it was cool, but they slept until midnight, and when it suddenly rained or the wind blew, they pulled the mat and left, maybe they went to the kang room, maybe they drilled the wheat straw, and no one knew where he or she went. So something happened between men and women, and that's the amorous.

As I said, in the earliest days, my old uncle once held my family to look for milk to eat, and looked at the tits of beamless women. Later, I became a kind of "nameless tax" in Wuliang Village: first the family distributed food to eat, and then it became a kind of forced apportionment: the family gave two catties of wheat or five catties of corn (deducted by the brigade) for me to go to school. From elementary school to high school, this is how my life went by.

At that time, I went to the county middle school once a week to carry food. Every time I go back to carry food, I notice some subtle changes. The first thing I noticed was that my old uncle had a lot of alcohol. The old uncle didn't drink much alcohol originally, and he drank one or two glasses. Later, it didn't work, and later the old uncle became the "first escort" of Wuliang Village. Whoever has a happy event, or a decent guest from someone's house, must be accompanied by a secretary. If you don't invite your uncle once, it's very shameless. I remember that in the days when I went back to carry the food, it was common for some women to come to the brigade headquarters and pestered my old uncle to ask him to be a companion. At first, the old uncle was a little angry, and he said: What is this for? Pull and pull? Don't go. But he couldn't stand the repeated pestering of women, so he accepted it. Year after year, it can even be said that the amount of alcohol that the old uncle drank was raised by the whole village. In particular, there is a meeting in the village, which is the annual festival second only to the New Year, and every family has relatives to ...... On this day, the old uncle will have at least fifty or more families!

Later, as I followed him through the village street, I noticed that the smiling faces of the women were blooming like sunflowers. I know it's all for my old uncle. The women affectionately and nicknamed: Lao Cai, Lao Caiye...... But the old uncle held his head high, walked all the way "um, um", and sometimes said: Well, remember. Thirteen, I remember.

I don't know when the old uncle has been very accustomed to tying the official seal of the village to the waistband of his trousers. Initially, of course, for the convenience of the masses. At that time, there were a lot of things that needed to be stamped, even if it was a long trip, it was also stamped. The old uncle is good, someone finds him, no matter the day or night, the old uncle has to get up from the house and run to the brigade headquarters to stamp people. After many times, he was also a little annoyed, and then he simply tied the official seal of the village to the waistband of his trousers. If someone comes looking for it, they will cover it. The official seal was tied to the waistband of his trousers all day long, rubbing back and forth, and there was always a lack of oil, so the old uncle "ha" and then covered it. Therefore, whenever a woman comes to look for her, as long as it does not violate the policy, the old uncle asks: Hah? People will say: Lao Cai, huh, right? So I just "ha" it.

In Wuliang, "Ha" also has the meaning of kissing, and when there are many times, I wonder if the old uncle used "extended righteousness"?

Gradually, I also found that my old uncle was "leading the table" more and more. In the summer, the old uncle often led a mat to the melon field or the reeds. Sometimes, he was a garrison cadre who accompanied the county or the commune. Sometimes, he leads a group of female cadres in the village to a meeting. Other times, he led a mat everywhere, from under the tree to the yard, and from the yard to the water's edge...... One of his favorite sayings was: mosquitoes. He said: There are mosquitoes.

He has mosquitoes in his heart.

As I said, my uncle's so-called "style problem" was first caused by me. That's because he took the wrong "tits" in a panic...... The rest is hard to say. The ones that were passed down later were all added to the branches, chased by the wind, and rendered. In the fall of that year, when I graduated from high school, Miao Guoan, the principal of the village elementary school (who is also Wuliang's son-in-law), was in a meeting at the county and suddenly got the news: the university was going to enroll! It is recommended for admission. A commune was divided into three places. After getting the news, he hurriedly rode his bicycle back to report the news, hoping that his aunt and father would come forward and fight for me.

Yes, in the eyes of the whole village, I am a scourge. It's a locust that eats all over the village. If you can recommend me, the whole village will be "liberated". Of course, this is a great thing for me. At that time, not only did I not need money to go to university, but I also paid for living expenses. In this regard, I fully understand the kindness of people. However, the principal of the primary school also said that although there were three places in a commune, two of them had been taken up by the children of the commune cadres, and there was only one left. It is difficult to say whether 30 brigades can compete for this one indicator, and whether they can win it...... Find Lao Cai!

However, at this time, the old uncle was gone. The whole village searched everywhere, and a hundred throats shouted around, but they couldn't find it. In the end, Miao Guoan, the principal of the primary school, said: Ring the bell, as soon as the bell is ringed, he may know that there is an emergency.

That evening, when the bell had struck three times, the old uncle was finally knocked out. The old uncle came out of the reeds, leading the table with one hand and trousers in the other...... He didn't expect so many people to stand in the village street, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained: Damn, peeing, I broke the waistband of my trousers.

People looked at him, people didn't listen to his explanations at all, people looked at his pants...... The village shouted before and after, and the bell rang three times before he came out, is this soak of urine so long?

At this moment, Wu Yuhua walked out of the crowd with the child and slapped him twice with shaking hands...... After that, she didn't say a word, took the child and turned her head away.

The old uncle squatted down. In Wuliang, the first posture of the old uncle to follow the customs of the countryside is "grain pile". "Heap of grain" is a pictogram, which means to squat. The old uncle was "piled up" on the ground, leaning against the old locust tree with the wall clock very embarrassed, with a flat face, and said with a little embarrassment: What's the matter? What's the matter?

The old uncle's trouser belt was broken, and everyone knew that it was not a peeing problem, but people still believed it. In Wuliang, anyone who has a position, as long as he gives a reason, people will believe it. People don't believe in their hearts, but they believe in their faces. So people stopped looking at the "belt of trousers".

Miao Guoan, the principal of the primary school, told his old uncle about recommending him to college...... Then he said, "Hold on." There are thirty villages, and there is only one indicator left, and I heard that the meeting will be decided tomorrow, do you have to give some gifts?

At this moment, the whole village said in unison: Send! This has to be sent.

The word "send" was shouted out by the hot throats of the whole village, and it was sonorous and powerful.

At that moment I hid behind my old uncle, who leaned against the sunny side of the tree, and I leaned against the dark side. I couldn't help but blush and my heart pounded. At that time, I would still blush, and I won't anymore.

People were waiting for the old uncle to speak, but the old uncle just wouldn't speak. I know the reason why the old uncle didn't open his mouth, this is to force him to go to Lao Hu, the head of the armed forces of the commune, Lao Hu is his comrade-in-arms, this is to ask him to give gifts to Lao Hu...... He didn't want to beg Lao Hu, he also wanted to leave a little dignity for himself.

But this time, the whole village didn't agree. People surrounded him like a "forest" and forced him to speak. "Sending" is a must, and people are even beginning to talk about what to send. Some said, aren't there still a few barrels of small grinding oil in the team? Some said that there were cigarettes at the consignment point, and a few good cigarettes were on credit. Some people say that if you can't smoke alone, you have to have wine......

It's about the future, and I'm anxious. I wanted to reach out a hand in my throat and pull him up from the ground. At this time, how grateful I am to the villagers, I see that my heart is on its knees!

People's eyes once again drowned the old uncle. In the sea of eyes, it is not only a word "send", but also a "trouser belt problem". The old uncle repeatedly said that it was "taut", but people did not listen to his explanation...... It's almost a threat. Besides, there is also the meaning of goodness here. I'm an orphan, they're helping an orphan, that's what makes sense. In this world, there are many factors behind every truth. But people only talk about reasoning, not "factors". The old uncle seemed very helpless, and he was there "on the heap", like a child who had made a mistake.

The old uncle had nowhere to hide. At this time, it was impossible for him to go home, he could not go back, and his family was also facing a war. The old uncle stood up with great difficulty, and said in a crying voice: I don't want "face" anymore.

That night, the old uncle rode the broken bicycle to give people a gift...... The old uncle did not return until the next morning. Perhaps, he squatted in front of Lao Hu's door for too long that night. He really wanted "face", but he couldn't help it. He drank all night with Lao Hu of the commune, and when he came back to throw his bicycle away, he collapsed in the wheat straw nest in the yard, as if he was seriously ill!

But people are still waiting for him to reply. When the people surrounded him, he didn't open his eyes, but only muttered two words: It's all right.

I admit that I went to college unlike you, I was not admitted, I was "sent" out. At that time, thirty brigades competed for a spot, but I finally got this spot. It was exchanged for the oil of the whole village, as well as tobacco and alcohol, and the face of the old uncle. Do you know how I feel when that thin piece of "paper" arrives in my hand? I said in my heart: Bye-bye Wuliang, I don't have to look at people's faces anymore.

I tell you, don't take any form lightly, in a sense, form is content. After I got the "paper", I ate the whole village again! People began to entertain me with the best food, praised me with the most beautiful language, every detail of my life in Wuliang Village was infinitely magnified by the people, I was no longer a scourge, I became the smartest and most sensible child. Every time I went to the village to eat and drink, I was accompanied by my old uncle. That day, the old uncle was drunk again, and the drunk old uncle patted me on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I am wronged, my trouser belt is really broken."

On the day I left, the whole village came to see me off. I have to say, the feelings here are very complicated. First of all, it is another concentrated manifestation of goodness. Secondly, in their hearts, I am about the same as an "official", and they are sending a future "reserve officer". But in any case, my futon was put on by the women of the village, my washbasin was bought by the village, and my pocket was stuffed with persimmons and eggs...... The women cried, and I shed tears. The women gathered around me and asked, "Lost child, are you coming back?" I said, "Come back, I'll be back when I'm on vacation." But I still have a feeling of "release". I knew very well in my heart that I would be nothing without that "paper". I won't be coming back.

I thought it would be a successful escape. But I was wrong.

The war between the old uncle and Wu Yuhua was protracted.

The "belt incident" that day was a ***. When the old uncle returned home, Wu Yuhua suddenly made an amazing move, she pulled the little three-year-old child from the bed, held it upside down in her hand, and said viciously: A nest of goods that eat inside and outside, fall to death!

The old uncle was frightened, and the old uncle's favorite was this little third child. Wu Yuhua gave birth to five children in a row, all five of them were daughters, although only three survived, but she was already annoyed by wiping and urine all day long. In her eyes, every child is a scourge, a disaster brought to her by her old uncle. So she easily grabbed one of Xiao San'er's feet and neck, and carried it upside down in her hand, as if she would let go at any time!

However, although the little third child was hanging down, the two almond eyes were suddenly bright, as if they were laughing......

The old uncle hurriedly rushed up to snatch the child with Wu Yuhua, he was like a cannonball out of the chamber, and he snatched Xiao San'er in his hand, and at the same time hooked Wu Yuhua with his foot. So, at the moment when the child was put back on the bed, the two fell to the ground at the same time and fought together. The two of them first knocked over the wooden washbasin shelf, kicked over a bundle of woven mats, broke up a row of reed stalks, and then arched the water tank in the corner of the house with their buttocks, and rolled on the ground like two mud sows.

The walls of my uncle's house are full of "footprints" of life. The footprints were sinking, high and low, heavy and light, all stepped on in the struggle. Every fight between the old uncle and Wu Yuhua is against each other's lives, the two always roll on the ground with their heads on top or pulling each other's hair, and the four walls in the room have become places for them to borrow their strength at any time, and every foot stomps on the wall so that the wall is banging, and the lime dust on the wall is splashing everywhere! At that time, the old uncle wore a pair of two-and-a-half liberation shoes all the year round, and the footprints of those half of the footprints with rubber sole patterns were stepped on by him, and the footprints of cloth or cowhide soles (when the two got married, the old uncle bought two pairs of leather shoes for Wu Yuhua) were stepped on by Wu Yuhua. The two footprints often overlap and overlap each other, looping back and forth, like an upside-down life curve.

At first, the two of them just beat in the house, secretly beating, and there would be some injuries on the face. Later, it hit the yard and hit the village street. But once he arrived on the village street, the old uncle would never fight back, and it would become Wu Yuhua's stalker. Wu Yuhua's scolding is like the "news" in the radio bowl in the village, which is broadcast on time every night. The scolding burst out of her thin lips like popping beans, bright, sharp, and crispy! It's like a cross talk actor saying tongue twisters, which is both subtle and spicy, vivid and colorful. Some people say that she is the true inheritance of the seventh grandmother who is the most scolding in the village. The first sentence she started with was always: Are you still human, you soba noodles and rice dumplings, you rabbit braids, you City God Temple plaster, do you still want face?! Pigs, dogs, weasels...... At the beginning, people tried to persuade them, but after that, they stopped persuading them.

In fact, the old uncle has long been shameless. His face had melted into the boundless fields of the beamless.

Objectively speaking, although it is a rumor, the old uncle may inevitably have style problems. And I don't want to say the names of the women who are rumored to be involved with him. They are my countrymen. Perhaps, in the days of extreme material scarcity, they need to "ha" a little. Besides, the old uncle's life is too difficult, he has been miserable all day long in Wuliang Village, and when he comes home, he either quarrels or fights, and he needs catharsis and nourishment too much. Perhaps, there are also customs and emotional reasons here, and the seats "led" by one person, in the boundless fields, in the night sky full of stars, are the flowing beds laid down are not just for people to sleep? In Wuliang, there are two sayings about "sleeping".

After that, it was "guerrilla warfare". The old uncle led a table around every night...... Wu Yuhua went around to reconnoitre, chase and intercept. Wu Yuhua often walked briskly in the dark night with the youngest child in one hand and a flashlight in the other, from the yard to the river, and then from the river to the reeds, her search range continued to expand, and her long pole legs could walk around the village for dozens of miles in a night and still tireless. Sometimes, in the second half of the night, she would go to a widow's door to see if the old uncle was sleeping in someone's bed!

Years of family war have trained Wu Yuhua to be like a police dog, and she can distinguish her old uncle's scent in the wind anytime and anywhere. She could also detect something unusual in the smell, such as a long hair on her old uncle's body, or an empty matchbox in the reeds, or a red velvet rope hanging from a reed flower...... Once she found these clues, she was highly excited and chased after them. Sometimes, she would even shout loudly at the starry sky in the dark night: Catch the thief, catch the bare-ass thief! Her flashlight was elongated and could shine half a mile away. The long line of light was thrown into the night sky again and again, illuminating the beamless people in all directions.

My uncle also had a flashlight (which I bought for him with a bursary in my first year of college). Although the old uncle has a disability allowance of seven yuan a month, he can't get any of this money, and it is all in Wu Yuhua's hands), whether it is in the yard, in the reeds or in the field, whenever the two flashlights shine together, you will see the bitter hatred on the faces of the two of them. Every time, when the flashlight in Wu Yuhua's hand shone on the old uncle's face, Wu Yuhua would have a look of surprise on her face, as if she was asking herself: How can I be with this person? But the old uncle was silent, and he always quickly extinguished the flashlight, as if he couldn't bear to see the cruelty of those years.

This hatred has been accumulated day by day in the days of hardship. Over time, it becomes an enmity. I guess between the two of them, hatred turned out to be a way of life. Sometimes, the two start scolding each other from the moment they get together, you scold me, I scold you, it's like eating fried beans. The common phrase used by both of them is one word: death. Whenever the word jumped out of between the teeth, it was as rhythmic and sonorous as a sawtooth: "Dead turtle." "Die." "Dead outside." "Dead Eye" ...... But neither of the two has ever filed for divorce, and neither of them has ever said divorce.

Perhaps, on a spiritual level, the old uncle needs "war". He had fought for sixteen years, and now in the days when there were no shells whistling, he was a little at a loss? Could it be that he is accustomed to being "nervous", that he still needs an adversary, that string in his mind at all times? Otherwise, if one day, the old uncle came home and found that Wu Yuhua was not there, and no one was noisy with him, he couldn't help but ask: Where is your mother?

Later, I discovered that emotionally, "hatred" and "dependence" can go hand in hand. For Wu Yuhua, it was a kind of confrontation between days and days. It is a mental entanglement and stalemate. You look at me, I stare at you, I'd rather turn to ashes than let anyone go. There is even an element of warmth here, there is an acquiescence to the fait accompli, there is a mutual care with hostility as a shell, and there is a tacit understanding between seemingly absurd opponents...... For example, if you are cold, Wu Yuhua will also ask: What about your father, who is old and immortal?

The days are like flowing water, and the endless scolding has become a wave that keeps rising; It is a song-like itinerant that is pulled out with a saw. If the two didn't quarrel one day, it would be a very surprising thing. Even the people in the village will say: rare, why is there no sound?

The worst thing happened. The youngest daughter of the old uncle, who was born fifth and ranked third in line, survived with a high fever and was only six years old, named Wei Xiang, actually lay on the old uncle's leg one night and bit it, almost biting off a piece of meat!

Since she was one year old, she snuggled up in her mother's arms to find her father. Her eyes are particularly adapted to the dark, in the dark night her two eyes are bright, her two hands are tightly tugging on her mother's clothes, and Wu Yuhua is running around with her. Wu Yuhua's cursing accompanied her to the fields, to the reeds, to the kang houses and the mills...... For five or six years, Little Reed Thrives on the sound of her mother's swearing. Her mother never gave her a good face, either beating or scolding; And although she rarely goes home, her father, who loves her very much, will secretly stuff her with candy every time.

However, when she was six years old, one night the two fought together again in the reeds...... And at this moment, Xiao Weixiang suddenly ran up, lay on the old uncle's leg and bit it hard! At that time, both of them were stunned, and the old uncle had stretched out his hand to beat people, but his hand was still weakly put down. He suddenly coughed loudly, and his eyes were full of tears. For he saw a pair of eyes splashed with hatred, crawling with stinging ants, which had accumulated little by little in the night. I don't know when Wu Yuhua has successfully planted hatred in the heart of this little daughter.

Since then, Wu Yuhua has a helper.

Debts always have to be paid.

When I graduated from graduate school and joined the workforce, the first note my uncle wrote to me was to ask me to look for reed incense.

After that, my old uncle wrote me countless white slips that "saw words like faces", and wrote until I could not survive in school and resigned and went to sea. That's why I hate my old uncle.

Seventeen-year-old Reed Xiang disappeared suddenly. At that time, she was in her first year of high school, and she already had the nickname "Little Yanmar" at school. Her mother used to be called "Big Yanma", and now she has become "Little Yanma", and it goes without saying that she is beautiful. During the summer vacation, on the third day of "Little Yanmar" returning to Wuliang, she suddenly disappeared.

For a while, there were many rumors and discussions in the village...... The most reliable news is that she was abducted by a young man who rode a motorcycle to the village to buy hair.

For this matter, Wu Yuhua had another fight with her old uncle. In addition to scolding each other and fighting, the two were anxious to separate and look for ...... They even called the police.

However, three days have passed, and there is still no news of Reed Xiang. So my uncle asked someone to bring me a note and asked me to help find Cai Weixiang's whereabouts.

I owe Wuliang so much favor, and my uncle's "strip" naturally doesn't dare to slack off. So, I rode a borrowed bicycle and searched in Yingping City for three days, I went to every street, every hotel, every police station, and I also asked some college classmates who worked in the government to help them find it, but a month passed, and there was still no news of Wei Xiang. As a last resort, I had no choice but to go back to Wuliang and make a special trip to report the situation to my old uncle.

However, when I rushed to my uncle's house with the gifts, the old uncle was not at home. I asked Wu Yuhua: Aunt Hua, where is the old uncle? Wu Yuhua said coldly: It's dead.

That day, when I found my old uncle, he was drunk again. He was lying in the wheat straw nest in the yard, a mess of mud, and he couldn't wake up.

In Wuliang, in the decades-long time, under the promotion of the villagers, the old uncle experienced a complex process from accompanying wine to gluttony and then drunk. Nowadays, he is getting drunk more and more, and he has become the kind of "cooked drunk" that people call it, and he gets drunk as soon as he drinks. On several occasions he was so drunk that he was carried out of his house and hung on a mat in the village street. It is said that the old uncle vomited so much that day that he woke up that there were two dogs lying beside him, a black dog and a yellow dog, and the dogs were also drunk.

After this "dog drunk story" spread in Wuliang, it affected the reputation of the old uncle very much. When people saw their old uncle again, they had more disdain in their eyes. In addition, the main reason is that with the continuous change of policies, people need less and less opportunities for their old uncle to give "ha". When he walked in the village street, the smiles on people's faces faded a lot, and the old uncle must have been a little disappointed about this.

This winter, I was attending an academic conference in the provincial capital, but by accident, I came across Reed Xiang.

As I said, I aspired to be a scholar. At that time, although I was only a lecturer at the Provincial Institute of Finance and Trade, I had published many articles in academic newspapers and periodicals, and I was also well-known in the province. At this meeting on "Tribal Culture of the Plains," I met a classmate who had already had a small amount of authority, and at that time, he had been promoted to deputy office. When I was in graduate school, I lived in the same room with this classmate nicknamed "Camel" for three years, and I still had a relationship. One night, when I was arguing with him about whether the plain culture was a "face culture" or a "foot culture", he suddenly said to me, hang the ashes, I will take you to a place. I said, you know I don't drink. He said that not letting you drink is just opening your eyes. Then he said, "Wash your feet."

That night, on the busiest street in the provincial capital, the camel led me into a "foot house". The façade of this "foot house" hanging with red lanterns is not big, but there is a hole in it, after entering the door is a long corridor, facing the corridor is a lattice room with a brand, classmates walk in front, I followed in ignorance, my heart was pounding, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden. At this moment, with a "please", Luo entered a lattice room, and when I followed him into the room, Luo turned around and smiled slyly, pointed to a room next door, and said: Dude, turn your back on your face. Then he walked in with his head held high. I was stunned for a moment, and then I was guided by a young man into another cubicle. This was the first time in my life that I "washed my feet". To be honest, I didn't even know how my feet were "washed" at that time.

It was a very simple lattice room, and it was by no means as flashy as the current "Footwashing City". There is only a sofa and a single massage table. I sat down on the couch with some trepidation, and then I saw the scent of reeds.

The reed incense came in with a wooden basin filled with hot water soaked in herbs...... I was stunned, and I just sat there and looked at the reeds. After leaving Wuliang for so many years, Reed Xiang has long been unable to recognize me. But I can still recognize her, there is a mole on her right eyebrow, according to the ancients, this is called the pearl in the eyebrow, which is the life of great fortune and noble. But Wei Xiang went to the provincial capital to wash people's feet.

Even though she was dressed like the people in the city, I recognized her at a glance. I could identify her as Reed Xiang, not just the eyebrow mole, I smelled a scent, a scent from Wuliang Village. The smell is accumulated in the smokeless wind that accumulates over time, just like wine, which cannot be washed away.

Another reason why I was stunned was that Reed Xiang had already become a big girl. She was even prettier than her mother when she was younger. According to my observations, Reed Xiang has lost the youthfulness of an unmarried girl. She is like a ripe and bright peach, two big beautiful eyes flickering, her breasts are round and full, and a pink skirt tightens her buttocks, lining her thin waist and wide hips, convex and backward, really like her nickname, a living "little Yanma".

She squatted in front of me and said in Mandarin, "Sir, I'm number two, and I'm willing to serve you." While taking off my shoes and socks...... My body tensed for a while, and I couldn't even look at her. It was only when she put my feet in the hot tub that I got a stirring out of the awkward situation.

So I tried to ask her: Girl, where is your home?

Reed Xiang said: Shandong. - By that time, she had learned to tell lies.

I said, "Does it sound like a local accent?"

Reed Xiang looked at me and said, "Take the boundary."

I said, "Isn't that right?" Listen to the accent......

She glanced at me and said, "Sir, what about you to check your account?"

At this time, she was holding my feet and rubbing them vigorously...... My heart was sour, and I suddenly remembered my old uncle, who I saw "piling up" under the locust tree, with a face of vicissitudes. The former artillery captain never imagined that at this moment, his flowery daughter was pressing the feet of a strange man in a "foot house" in the provincial capital. It's been eighteen or nineteen years, has she washed her father's feet?

Again, I cautiously asked, "Girl, do you know that you came out to do this?"

Reed Xiang did not answer. Wei Xiang said: Sir, we have Thai style, Hong Kong style, and a full set here, do you do it?

I tried again and said: You are a girl's family, why do you have to worry about it at home......

Wei Xiang said: 168 Hong Kong-style, 268 Thai-style, and 468 with a full set of handjob, which is very comfortable.

I hesitated and said, "Full, full?"

At that time, I was just a poor scholar, and I was shy in my pocket, and I was surprised and said, "Is this so expensive?" What about foot washing?

Reed Xiang said: Wash your feet eighty barely. Make a full set without you having to pay for it.

I said in a loud voice: No, no, no. It's too expensive.

At that time, paying 80 yuan to wash my feet was unacceptable to me anyway. My inexplicable surprise must have been seen by Reixiang, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, with a little contempt that people couldn't see. I even read the subtext of her beamless accent: poor and sour. What a big egg! Are you from this place?

As I said, it was the first time in my life that I went into the foot-washing room. I washed my feet for forty-five minutes, but for me it was like pins and needles. I don't know how I got up later, but as I was about to leave the cubicle, I suddenly had one more sentence. I turned my head and looked at her and said, "Reed, let's go back."

Wei Xiang suddenly raised her head, looked at me vigilantly like an elk, and said, "Sir, you recognize the wrong person, right?"

I said: I won't admit my mistake, I am a beamless person.

Reed's brow shrugged, and her face suddenly turned red. She looked at me for a moment, as if she was caught up in a memory, searching for memory signals...... At the end, her eyes narrowed, she pursed her lips again, and said in a playful tone: Sir, do you want to soak me? Don't come to this set, I've seen a lot! After speaking, he took the wooden basin and walked out quickly.

I called my uncle that night, and he had come from Yingping in a hurry by train. I went to the train station to pick him up and went straight to the "foot house". Along the way, the old uncle repeatedly asked: Is it her? Really? I just nodded. I'm too embarrassed to say that it was his flowery daughter who washed my feet.

However, when we arrived, we were in vain. The owner of the foot house said, "What number two?" We don't have this person here. I couldn't tell my old uncle apart, so I broke into room after room and searched for each other, but I didn't find it. It was because I had one more sentence that made Reed Xiang leave. In the vast sea of people, where can you find it?

The old uncle squatted on the ground and cried like a child.

The old uncle's eyes were later blinded.

It is said that since Wei Xiang's disappearance, the old uncle and Wu Yuhua no longer fight, and they can't fight anymore. The villagers thought that the two had finally reconciled. But the battle was not over, the two of them went home and glared at each other, you look at me, I look at you. In Wu Yuhua, all that glance was contempt. As for the old uncle, the feelings are more complicated, there are confusion, trance and sadness. Decades have passed, and his eyes have been dazzled, but his heart is still ...... Contradictory. The spit is dry, what else to say? The two barely spoke. Days without words are even more terrible. It's like the oil of emotion has dried up, boiled out, and all that's left is silence.

The eldest is married, the second is also married, and there are only two people left in the family. The days of two people, one is soaked in wine, the other is soaked in hatred, and all that is left is staring. Externally, the two still maintain the last bit of decency. Whenever someone comes, Wu Yuhua will say "um", which means that he is looking for you. At this moment, the old uncle will also say "um", which has become the last tacit understanding between the two. At this time, the old uncle's disability allowance had increased to 120 yuan. This card of 120 yuan a month is still in Wu Yuhua's hand. The old uncle only relied on the identity of the branch secretary to drink. But he is getting old and facing a re-election, and his identity is becoming less and less valuable. Sometimes, whenever the money was taken out, the old uncle also stole it twice, taking ten or twenty yuan at a time, but after Wu Yuhua found out, he hid it more cleverly. It's almost a game between two people, one hiding, the other finding, rummaging around. But the two of them still don't say anything, and when they are annoyed, you stare at me, and I stare at you, hateful. Staring is nothing, and it's a relatively peaceful time.

That winter, after the village re-election, the old uncle was no longer the village party secretary. But he had severe cataracts in his eyes, and he was almost blind with only a few paths.

The old uncle often sat alone on the big stone at the entrance of the village, smelling the sound of the wind and looking for people to talk to. The villagers walked past him, sometimes accosting him, sometimes walking past. He sat there silently, with a look on his face. Whenever the sun went down, he slowly stood up and walked back with a stick in his hand.

At that time, my old uncle once asked someone to bring me a message, saying that he "wanted to hear the voice of the country". Credible didn't get it (until he died, I learned that he wanted a small radio worth twenty-six dollars). I pat my conscience and say, I'm not making excuses, I'm just ...... When I heard about it, I was going to treat my old uncle's eyes, but unfortunately, I had been on the run all those years. When I made up my mind to treat my old uncle, I ...... After that, to be honest, I couldn't protect myself and couldn't take care of him.

But at this time, Reed Xiang, who had been away from home for more than ten years, suddenly returned.

The reed fragrance returned to Wuliang, which once again caused a sensation in the whole village. It was a summer evening, and Reed Xiang returned to the village in a red taxi, and the orange sunset reflected on the taxi, like a red flame suddenly descending on the middle of the village.

At that time, the old uncle sat on a bamboo pole on an abandoned stone stone at the head of the village, like a pile of ashes. When Reed Xiang drove past him in a taxi, he only smelled the smell of gasoline that he had not seen for a long time, and a smell of incense that he couldn't name.

The women of the village immediately surrounded the reeds, and they chirped and sighed, and said one by one: "Reeds, it's really reeds!" Tsk, I can't even recognize it!

Wei Xiang is wearing a beige floating skirt, a black cross pure gold necklace around her neck, lining her snow-white skin, and her towering breasts look even more mature and beautiful! She looked like a fairy descending from earth, and she only took two steps after getting out of the car, and the heels of her goblet-like shoes chiseled out two sheep's hoof-shaped marks on the ground. Suddenly, the sound seemed to be beating on everyone's hearts. So, the women were ruthless one by one, pointed to the entrance of the village, and said: Weixiang, your father, the person at the entrance of the village is your father.

Reed Xiang stood there, glanced only into the distance, and said, "Yes." My dad. I didn't spend a penny on him. After that, he carried a suitcase and a handbag and went home.

The old uncle still sat on the abandoned stone stone until dark. The old uncle thought that his daughter was about to go crazy, but when his daughter came back, he didn't even look at him, and the old uncle's mood can be imagined. A woman with good deeds ran to him and said, "Lao Cai, your reed fragrance is back, and she came back in a sleeping car." He said, "Oh, come back, come back, and I can't see it."

It is said that after Wei Xiang returned to the village, she immediately hugged her mother Wu Yuhua, hugged and kissed and cried, and the two chattered and talked about themselves all night...... Wu Yuhua may have remembered when she was young, and she was also like a flower at that time. I couldn't help but have mixed feelings in my heart, and I hugged my daughter and cried!

Some people also said that after Reed Xiang returned home, she was very cold to her father, and she didn't even say a word of affection. There is only one sentence that is repeated again and again: What does this house smell like? Mom, why does this house smell so big? And Wu Yuhua always pouted and said...... Old immortal, you ignore him.

Every time she repeated this sentence again and again, the old uncle quietly walked out with the bamboo pole.

One day, the old uncle intercepted Wei Xiang on the village road, and he said to the air: "Send you a letter to Brother Di, and say that I want to hear the "voice of the country". Wei Xiang said: What sound? You're blind, what are you listening to? The old uncle said, "You don't understand." He understands. Wei Xiang said: I know, you his heart, what kind of turtle grandson is he! You think he's still teaching at school, and he's long gone. The old uncle said, "He, where has he gone?" I'll let you write a letter...... Reed Xiang said: Fart. A poor sour! You can count on him. The old uncle was angry and said, "You stop me!" Wei Xiang said: I'm busy, I don't have time to talk to you. The old uncle raised his crutch and slammed it on the village road! But the reed fragrance has long been gone.

Soon, people knew that Reed Xiang was making a lot of money. Soon after Wei Xiang returned, the village approved a piece of land, and ten days later, a three-story building rose from the ground, and porcelain tiles were pasted inside and out!

This is the first small white building built in the village, which is very eye-catching. When a firecracker went off, the whole village came to see it...... People sighed one after another: Having a good girl is different!

But the old uncle refused to live in the new house. The old uncle called Reed Xiang to the stove room and said very seriously: "Reed Xiang, let me ask you, where did the money come from?"

Wei Xiang said casually: Earn it.

The old uncle said: How do you earn it? Why do you make so much money?

Wei Xiang was annoyed all of a sudden, Wei Xiang first rewarded him with a mouthful of saliva, Wei Xiang spit on the ground, and said hatefully: You are blind, what do you ask? What do you care about me? Have you ever my heart? Have you ever your family's heart? An indicator of going to college, just say that I was young at that time, you can give it to my sister, you gave it to the rabbit cub......

At this moment, Wu Yuhua rushed in and rewarded the old uncle with six spit in a row...... Bah, Bah!

The old uncle reached out to grab the bamboo pole, but the bamboo pole suddenly fell into Wu Yuhua's hand, and then he stepped on it, and it was broken into a section of bamboo in an instant!

The old uncle's mouth was crooked all of a sudden...... My old uncle had a stroke.

When the old uncle had just had a stroke, they were both frightened and immediately rushed him to the town's hospital. However, after hanging a few bottles of water in the hospital, when the old uncle was a little better, Wei Xiang was in a hurry to go back to the city, so as soon as the two discussed, they pulled the old uncle back.

Although Wei Xiang left the village quietly this time, she took six girls with her at once. Wei Xiang never said a word in the city when he returned to the village, and when someone asked, he only vaguely said that it was pouring clothes...... But the six girls insisted on going with her.

It is said that one morning, when the sky was unknown, Reed Xiang quietly left with the six girls. The eyes of the people in the village were very vague, as if they had foreseen something, but no one said anything.

It is said that after the old uncle returned to the village, although his speech was no longer slurred, he pointed his finger and insisted on living in the old house. At the beginning, Wu Yuhua would serve him food every day, and serve him one bowl or two bowls a day, and you can eat it as you like. But half of the old uncle's body couldn't move, and he could barely take care of himself, and the room was naturally stinky. Occasionally, when the eldest daughter who is married comes back, she will clean up for him, but the eldest daughter does not come back often...... Therefore, Wu Yuhua always covered her mouth when she entered the old house again, put down her job and left.

It is said that for a period of time, at the begging of her eldest daughter, Wu Yuhua also invited an old Chinese medicine doctor in the countryside to treat her old uncle. The old uncle had a silver needle on his head, and was helped out of the yard by his eldest daughter and eldest son-in-law, and then slowly and step by step on the village road, walking more than a dozen steps in a thrilling way...... At this point, the old uncle, who had been lying on the hospital bed for more than a year, finally saw the blue sky.

It is said that for a few days, the old uncle was paralyzed with half of his body and a silver needle on his head, and every day he walked like a child in the village street with difficulty, step by step...... The people in the village really couldn't stand it. What kind of person is that, but now he has fallen into this situation?! It was like a cruel exhibition of pathology, and anyone who saw it couldn't help but want to step forward and help him, saying: Oh my God, Lao Cai, why are you like this...... But in the end, it was all stopped by Wu Yuhua. Wu Yuhua followed him like an escort prisoner, and said one after another: Don't help him, don't help him. He can walk. He'll go. Let him walk on his own and practice. The old uncle tilted his body and walked by himself, step by step...... It was a terrible scene! Later, my uncle fell again on the way to toddlerhood, and he couldn't stand up again.

It is still said that after a long time, Wu Yuhua is also tired of waiting for the feces and pee. Sometimes, Wu Yuhua also teased him, she would look at the pile of "ashes" for a long time, and say: Old immortal, you raise your hand, I'll take a look. The old uncle tried to lift his paralyzed left hand, but he couldn't do it. Wu Yuhua said: Raise two hands, raise both hands. The old uncle obediently raised his two hands, one high and one crooked...... At this time, Wu Yuhua suddenly remembered something and said: Old immortal, you surrendered? Do you also have times when you surrender? What are you staring at me for? You stare at you, you stare at you! …… As he spoke, he was rewarded with another mouthful of spit!

Other times, Wu Yuhua was chewing something in her mouth, and when she saw her old uncle glaring at her, she took a "bah" bite. One day, her mouth happened to be stuffed with pomegranate seeds, and the pomegranates at home bore fruit, which was big and sweet, and she ate half of it, put half of it on the windowsill, and walked into the old house with a bowl of rice in her hand and a mouthful of pomegranate seeds. At that time, the old uncle was peeing with half of his paralyzed body crooked...... The room was full of urine. choked Wu Yuhua with a mouthful of pomegranate seeds and sprayed it on the old uncle's face! scolded: The old immortal, the bad people don't choose a time! Ahh

The old uncle was crooked there, with pomegranate seeds on his face and pomegranate juice on his face. But at this moment, the old uncle's mouth was crooked, and he suddenly smiled...... His smile must have been hideous.

Wu Yuhua put down the bowl and hurriedly escaped from the old house.

It is said that my uncle died in the fall of 2002.

Yes, I did not attend my old uncle's funeral. That's what I still feel guilty about.

By then, I had already resigned and gone to sea. In order to stay away from my fellow villagers, in order to avoid the endless stream of "white stripes" from my old uncle that almost drove me crazy...... I fled to Shanghai in a fit of rage and became the "yellow vest" of a securities company in Shanghai. After more than ten years, there was no contact with the village.

It is said that the funeral of the old uncle was huge and extremely mournful. Mr. Cai, Ms. Cai Sifan, that is, Miss Cai Weixiang in the past, and the current general manager of Pingyuan Plate Co., Ltd., invited four classes of bells to blow at once, and the two rows of streets in Wuliang Village were full of people watching the sounders. In the music of "Joyful Beaming", "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" and "You Carry the Burden, I Lead the Horse ......", the grief-stricken Ms. Cai Sifan cried and fainted three times!

Wu Yuhua also cried. Although they fought all their lives, Wu Yuhua still shed tears......

At the funeral, Wu Yuhua said to people that the old uncle walked very calmly, and his face was flushed. I also ate a bowl of sesame leaf noodles at noon that day. Okay, I swallowed my breath in the second half of the night. But some people said that Wu Yuhua hadn't entered the door of the old house for half a month. Some people also said that Mr. Cai was really a good daughter, in the days when her old uncle was about to die, she had made a special trip back from the city many times, and went in and out of the old house again and again to visit his father, not dirty at all, but really filial.

These are all things that Liang Wufang, a "wandering criminal", told me later. Wufang is a "professional petitioner", and he has spent his life on complaints. I came across Liang Wufang on a business trip. Wufang came to Beijing again, and I ran into him in a corner of the Beijing railway station. I invited Wufang to a light meal in the restaurant, and drank a small bottle of Erguotou. After Wufang drank wine, he casually told me the news of my old uncle's death. At that time, I was stunned and ashamed.

I thought that I owed my uncle a favor, and everything I should have paid back, so what else should I do? But...... I even secretly made an excuse for myself: if my old uncle has a spirit in heaven, why don't you give me a dream?

But at this moment, Wufang spat out a mouthful of wine and said: Actually, Lao Cai is not dead.

I was stunned again, and I said: Uncle Fang, what do you mean?

Wufang said: Lao Cai has become a tree.

I said, "Uncle Fang, what do you mean?"

Liang Wufang leaned forward, lowered his voice and said, "I mean, Lao Cai has entered the city." Lao Cai's head is planted in a large pot in the provincial bonsai garden.

I said, "Uncle Fang, have you drunk too much?"

Wufang said: Not much. Just two or two wines, or two pots...... Then he said, "Listen to me." The whole village, I was the only one who didn't make a "hush money". So, I dare to say that. Change your home, no one dares to tell you.

I looked at him in surprise and said, "Hush money?"

At this time, Liang Wufang suddenly stretched out his hand, and Wufang said: Gentlemen, give it to the two, what it means. You give you money, and I'll tell you. This is called "information fee", and now when you talk about this, you look at it.

I was stunned for a moment. Then I took out my wallet from my pocket, pulled out a stack of money, about two thousand, and put it in front of Wufang. Wufang looked at it and said: Enough sentence.

Going down, the words of the five parties made my heart tremble, and I didn't come back to my senses for a long time...... Yes, the world has changed. But no matter how much it changes, in the countryside of the plains, such a thing should not happen. I don't believe there will be such a thing, and I can't believe it. I looked at Liang Wufang, hoping to read something on his face. Although he was drunk, Liang Wufang still didn't look like he was telling a lie. There was a light in his eyes. But I still can't believe it...... I can't even tell the real from the fake now.

After listening to Liang Wufang's words, I couldn't calm down for a long time. I don't believe this can be true. I warned myself that I couldn't tell the truth from the mouth of the "wandering criminal" Liang Wufang.

However, after the breakup, when I walked into the sleeper car, I suddenly felt a lot of pain in my heart, like a pinprick! My company headquarters is in Shenzhen. When I got back to work, I was distracted for days and nightmares. There is a sentence that rings in my ears from time to time like thunder: Give your mouth milk! Give milk to ...... I understand that I am a debtor, and I will never be able to repay my uncle's favor.

Later, according to Liang Wufang's guidance, I went to the bonsai market in the provincial capital.

At the market, I walked side by side. I stopped in front of a bonsai with a price tag of 1.2 million yuan called "sweat and blood pomegranate". At that moment, my heart was pounding. I can't tell why, but is it an induction?

At this time, the owner of the bonsai garden came over and said, "Sir, this is the treasure of my town garden, do you want it?"

I said, "This pot of pomegranates, 1.2 million?"

The boss said: If you really want to, take a step to speak.

So, I followed the boss into a flower room with a tea set in the middle room. When I entered the flower room, the boss asked people to make tea, and then said to me: Sir, what I said here will not be recognized when I go out. I won't hide it from you, I bought this pomegranate for 700,000 yuan and raised it for three years. This pomegranate is different from other bonsai in that it is fed with flesh and blood.

I looked at the boss, and the boss had an oil on his face. I said: beef or lamb?

The boss whispered: I'll say one more thing, don't scare you. You see this basin is very large, and at the bottom of it is a human head.

I said, "Do you dare to sell heads?"

The boss said: It's not me who sells heads, I sell bonsai. As for what's buried under it, I don't know. He who does not know is not guilty...... However, there is a reason why I dare to sell at such a high price. Let me tell you, just this pomegranate, it costs one price a day, and if you go out of this door and come back another day, maybe it will be 2.4 million.

I've been in the business for so many years, and I know there's a deception in my boss's words. But I don't want to bargain anymore. If the old uncle had a spirit in heaven, he would ...... I said: I want this pot of pomegranates, but I have one condition.

The boss said: You say.

I said: You must tell me the ins and outs of this pomegranate. Tell me, where did you get it?

The boss glanced around, then leaned over and whispered something......

I said, "Really?"

He said, "Don't speak."

…… Now this pomegranate is in my office. It is a large orange-red pot with a floral pattern, the pot is huge, the size of a half-cut jar, the pomegranates in the pot are growing very well, the trunk and branches have been groomed by the most advanced bonsai master (there are traces of wire binding on the top), and it has even produced two large pomegranates.

The night I "invited" this pomegranate back, I moved a chair and sat in front of the pomegranate to talk to him. But the night passed, and "Pomegranate" never spoke. For a while, when I tilted my head and dozed off, I felt a faint knock on the door, and I don't know if it was ...... Wind?

Yes, I smell it, from the smell of beamless. The smell of the smell permeated me day by day, and made me restless. Every time I walked past it, I couldn't help but want to break the pot to see if there was a human head underneath it (I even consulted a lawyer, who told me that if there was indeed a human head underneath, whether the person died or not, it was a crime). Moreover, those villagers who took the "hush money" are concealed and do not report, and will be regarded as the same crime)......

However, for a long time, in the middle of the night, I could hear the sound of the pomegranate. The pomegranate planted in a pot said: I want to hear the voice of the country.

I know, maybe it's an illusion. I have also warned myself many times: don't be afraid, this is an illusion. But the hallucinations were so scary that they made me shiver and make me tremble.

It said: I want to hear the voice of the country.

What should I do?

Perhaps, this is just a legend, a proverb of Liang Wufang, a "wandering criminal".

But Wufang, the former Liang Wufang, is the smartest person in Wuliang, will he lie to me?