There is a saying: one side of the water and soil raises one side of the people. Do you know what "soil and water" are?

The ancients said: Water has the power to moisten the soil and breed the virtue of all things; The soil has the performance of transformation and water, and the ability to indulge in it. In the four dimensions, water is the image of life, and soil is the foundation of life. And the "water and soil" mentioned here are one.

Here, water and soil are not the same as customs. Customs are temporal and can be changed. Water and soil, on the other hand, refer to a specific aura and support, which are eternal. This refers to the "anger", or "magnetic field" effect, of a particular region. Later, I realized that in my hometown, the so-called "water and soil" is a kind of "moisture". There are two words in this "墒": regret. If "regret" is taken up one notch, it is: humor.

I would also like to ask: Do you know the truth of "the fish fly when the water is exhausted"?

You must think I'm wrong. You would say, it's "the goose flies at the end of the water", right? That's right, that's what is written in the dictionary of Chinese idioms. Its origin comes from a song in Guan Hanqing's "Wangjiang Pavilion" in the Yuan Dynasty, which expresses the meaning of "eyebrows south and north, grace and righteousness". If you want me to say, this description of emotions is very superficial. This may be a clerical error by Mr. Kwan Hanqing; It is more likely that the Jianghu artists casually changed the rhyme on the stage for the sake of singing the rhyme. Although it is only a word difference, there is a world of difference!

"The goose flies at the end of the water" talks about emotional attachment, and "The fish flies at the end of the water" talks about the survival relationship. "The goose flies at the end of the water" stays in the material form, coming and going; "Fish fly at the end of the water" is a four-dimensional dimension, which is mysterious and unpredictable...... The two are not on the same level. "The fish fly when the water is exhausted", although it is just a common folk saying, it comes from a kind of weirdness in real life, a kind of sublimation after the determination.

I told you that back then, Liang Wufang once drained the water in a pit pond in order to build a house. For there were fish in the waters. At that time, I often saw bubbles coming out of the water, and I also saw schools of small fish swimming in the water. But when the water was drained, there was not a single fish in sight! That is, overnight, the fish flew.

When the water is exhausted and the fish has no wings, how can it fly? And where can it fly? To put it mildly, I've spent almost my life thinking about it, but I still haven't figured it out.

What's even more unimaginable is that in our hometown, there are no beams, and there are originally endless reeds. In my childhood memories, the reeds stretched for hundreds of miles, and I couldn't see the edge at a glance, as if I couldn't cut them in a lifetime and couldn't get out. At the end of the reeds, there is a large waterhole called: Moon Lake. There is also a folk called "Old Turtle Pond". According to the older generation, this pool has been in the pool for hundreds of years and has never been dry. There are also old people who say that there is an old turtle the size of a pot lid in this pool. In the summer, someone once saw it drying its lid by the pool. It is also said that it will roll and walk on the shore and has become a sperm. Not to mention the fish, which swim in the water, jump and frolic in the waves, which everyone knows.

However, thirty years have passed, and the entire reed swing has disappeared, and Mochizuki Lake has dried up. But what about the old turtle with a big pot lid? What about the fish? Where does a fish without wings fly?

From this point of view, every word and sentence in the Chinese language, since it can be handed down, is based on life memory. "Fish fly in the water" is not something that is said out of thin air and unreasonable. Although it is a sudden and miraculous phenomenon, it hides the process of mutation of life, which is the result of quantitative change to qualitative change, and modern cloning technology is the most powerful proof of this. So, it is a leap beyond human imagination, a kind of interpretation of life that we have not been able to understand and decipher so far. Maybe it's a warning from nature to humans?!

You have to remember: life comes from water, and fish fly when water runs out.

Next, I'm going to talk about Mochizuki Lake.

In Wuliang, for a long time, whenever people swore swearing, they often said: Unless Mochizuki Lake is dry! This means that even if it is old and the earth is barren and there is a drought for ten years, Moon Lake will not be dry. So, it became a testament to the oath.

However, today, in the 21st century, Mochizuki Lake actually dried up, and it disappeared. As a result, once the oath loses its coordinates and the attachment point, the oath is self-defeating. This is nature's decision.

Throughout my teenage years, Mochizuki Lake was a mysterious place. Its water surface is three or four hundred acres large, and it is unfathomable. Surrounded by endless reeds, the wetland stretches for a long time, is the place where the wind and rain are hidden, and Moon Lake is the place where they occur, or the source. It is said that no matter how good the water is, no one has ever reached the bottom. Others say that there is a spring that is more than one person thick, and it leads to the East China Sea, and as soon as one goes down, one is sucked in. This statement, like the knowledge I read in a textbook, I used to be convinced of it. But as time went on, as I grew older, I developed new perspectives on some issues. What I'm saying is: in this world, there is almost nothing that is set in stone.

For many days, Mochizuki Lake is like a childhood dream, a dream that gives people the wings of divinity. It is surrounded by endless reeds, and as soon as you walk into Mochizuki Lake, the wind is wet, and the air is filled with a little bit of green fishy sweetness. In the morning light, a layer of steel-blue mist floated on the surface of the water, and when you look down, the blue is layer by layer, from shallow to deep, like an oil painting. Whenever the sun sets, the wind blows the swaying reed flowers, and birds often fly out of the reeds. The reed flowers are golden. The bird is golden. Dragonflies are also golden. Dreamy gold. The sun shines on the water, and the pool seems to be lit up with a pool of smudgling red blood, and every time a dragonfly touches the water, it is like being reborn from the fire...... Every year, when it is time to cut the reeds, the waves in the pool splash, and there will be a column of water more than one person high. Some people say that there are big fish in this pool. The fish has eaten people. As a result, almost all the children in Wuliang Village were told: the pool is unfathomable, there are drowned ghosts, and they must not swim there. But there are still those who are bold to go, and Chuncai is one of them.

As far as I know, every summer, Chuncai often goes to the pool alone to swim. After a few laps, he lay quietly on the water, his limbs spread out, drifting with the ripples, like a big fish.

Later, some people in the village often said that spring is the life of fish.

Harucai was seven years older than me, and when I was eleven, he was just eighteen. Eighteen-year-old Chuncai has double eyelids, thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose bridge, and a height of 1.8 meters, beautiful and strong, with a ruddy face. Let's put it this way, he is like a tall and handsome sorghum tree growing in the field, and he is the most handsome guy in Wuliang Village.

But such a strong man is a stuffy gourd. As far back as I can remember, he rarely spoke. Even if his mother called him, it would be a hum at most. More often than not, his voice is mostly done by his hands. His hands are dexterous and quicker than all others. It's not a hand, it's almost a "messenger of God." His hands are too good at "talking". His fingers are like a fine comb and have a huge attraction for women. When he made up the mat, the mat was like a piano key, dancing and jumping rhythmically under his hands, moving forward one grid after another, and the rhythm of the poem was like a poem, and the slices became pieces and shapes...... The kang mats he weaved, the three-story and double-door gnather cages he weaved, and even the fine reed grass round futons he knitted, as well as the baskets with steamed buns, all made all the women in Wuliang ashamed.

For a while, all the girls who were going to get married within a hundred miles were proud of the red kang mat that could be made until spring. He can weave various patterns such as "Fu, Lu, and Longevity" on the banquet, and he can even weave galloping horses and magpies called spring on the banquet...... Therefore, the "Chuncai's seat" is a symbol of quality in Wuliang Village, and it is exempted from inspection by the county supply and marketing cooperatives. This was said by Lao Wei, who was sent by the county supply and marketing cooperative. In the "reception point" set up in the brigade headquarters, Lao Wei often said: Look at the seats that people have made up in the spring! At that time, the most hot and jealous thing for women in the village was Chuncai. In a woman's mouth, Chuncai is a ruler of Wuliang Village and a ruler of men. As soon as they saw him, the women's eyes would bloom.

In Wuliang Village, the old uncle's preference for Chuncai is well known. When Chun was only eighteen years old, his old uncle made him the secretary of the brigade. Because he was withdrawn and didn't like to talk, his old uncle called him there and did a lot of ideological work. Later, I saw that he was really a stuffy gourd, and only after asking three questions did I say "um", and then asked him to be the commander of the militia company. But when the militia was training, he didn't shout, he couldn't shout...... But the old uncle still liked him, so he asked him to be the stationmaster of the closing station again.

For a while, in the summer, Cai Weixiang, the third daughter of the old uncle, often dragged the corner of her second sister Cai Weixiu's clothes, standing at the entrance of the village and looking north. At this time, Chun Cai, who had just swam in the water, walked back, he was barefoot, wearing a pair of shorts, and his red spine was lit with a body of crystal droplets, walking in the sunset at dusk, like a bronze sculpture of a man in motion. They and him, that is, they looked at each other, and neither said anything.

At that time, according to the requirements of the superiors, each village had to be equipped with a "barefoot doctor". Cai Weixiu, the second daughter of the old uncle, graduated from junior high school and became a "barefoot doctor" in the village with the approval of the commune. Cai Weixiu is introverted and doesn't like to talk much. But she is the daughter of an old uncle, and she is still a little arrogant in her heart. She trained in the county for a total of three months, and returned to the village for one year and eight months as a "barefoot doctor". That is, carrying a small medicine box issued by the county with the "Red Cross" printed on it, he walked around the fields a few times in a privileged way. If anyone has a cold, give two tablets of headache powder or aspirin; If it hurts, smear some red mercury, iodine wine, etc...... A year and eight months later, she married into another village.

However, in the space of one year and eight months, a strange thing happened in the village. This incident later created a post-sentence for Wuliang Village that could influence future generations: Spring is the only way to go down the river slope - to the ball.

I dare not say, and I can't say, that this is an example of "spirit becomes matter". yes, for some time, the two looked at each other, and what about one look? Walking on the road, who doesn't look at whom? Just look at it, what else? However, what is incomprehensible is that in the summer of this year, the spring had an accident.

It is said that after the Chuncai accident, the old uncle and Wu Yuhua came to the door, and the two fought again, and the house was cooing and fighting...... But when they went out, neither of them said anything, nor did they say a word. The old uncle's lips rolled, and when he asked, he said, "It's on fire."

The ins and outs of this matter are a semi-public taboo in Wuliang Village. It's a code word hidden in the banter. Or it's called the humorous way of the beamless people. It was only later that it was slowly spread through the spit stars of the fast-mouthed women.

The blame for this incident lies in the fact that there is no end and no beginning...... Suddenly, one day, Chuncai had been lying on the bed with his head covered with a quilt. His mother thought he wasn't feeling well, so she didn't call him. As a result, in the evening, the meal was ready and served, and the spring had not yet gotten up. At this time, his mother screamed a few times in a row, but he didn't respond to the "um" sound. So, his mother came to see him, and as soon as she lifted the quilt, she saw that the quilt was full of blood! He hurriedly called someone to pull him to the county hospital. When I arrived at the county hospital, I learned that he had actually used a knife to cut off his genitals.

No one knows exactly what this is for. This is beyond the scope of people's normal thinking, it is too tragic! The average elderly person thinks that he has fallen into evil in Mochizuki Lake. Before the winter solstice that year, Spring was pulled back by someone with a rack car, with a sallow face. People looked at him from afar, like a monster.

Soon after he returned, Cai Weixiu got married. She married in a neighboring village. The guy in the neighboring village has come to the door many times to propose marriage, and once brought twelve boxes of snacks! She refused, and hid in the ear room and didn't see anyone at all. Now, she reluctantly agreed. That day, when she got married, Cai Weixiu cried very sadly and wiped her tears along the way. The drum music of the first group of joyful people is playing the plain folk tune "Brother Fish", which looks weird.

It is said that after her sister got married, the third Cai Weixiang ran to Moon Lake alone and sat alone on the edge of the lake for a long time. Perhaps, she also has a lot of things she doesn't understand.

About Mochizuki Lake, this is the weirdest thing I encountered when I was a teenager.

In Wuliang Village, Chuncai is notoriously shy, and if anyone makes a joke in front of him, he will blush. You think, a strong, straight, simple and beautiful sorghum tree is very eye-catching. The women couldn't help but tease him. Whenever he went to inspect the banquet at the "reception point" set up in the brigade headquarters, there was always a group of women surrounding him, looking at the banquet he had made up, and saying something with oil and salt.

I remember one time, at the editing point, the woman of the Huai family suddenly patted Chuncai and said: Cai, look, look...... Chuncai turned his face and saw a male dog riding on top of a female dog...... The woman of the Huai family smiled and said: This is called dog love eggs, dog love eggs. Chuncai was stunned at first, and then his face became a big red cloth! The woman of the Guosheng family said: Cai, don't listen to him. She made Huai Ri comfortable at night, and there was still water flowing at this time. The woman of the Hailin family said: No, the bed rang all night. The woman of the Baoxiang family said: Did you hear that? Push the cart, squeak, squeak. His family pushes a cart every night. The woman of the Huai family fought back and said: What about you? Let Guosheng be on the bench day, croak, like riding a horse! The woman of the Shuiqiao family said: "Who doesn't know, poured on the bridge in the wheat straw...... The woman of the Mai Qin family said: The Kuan family is just like that. Kuan came back from the city, ran to the field, and said that it was time to pick plum beans. After saying that, he turned his head and left, and the Kuan family followed, what did I think was the matter? Who knew that it was a code, and his family's "plum beans" should be picked...... The woman of the Kuan family said: How good are you, your family sells cold powder, and you picked up cold powder beans all night. The woman of the Hailin family said: What is Liangfen Bean? The woman of the Kuan family said: Nipples. She has big nipples. The woman of the Guosheng family said: Xiaobao is surprising, a big child, ran out and said, at night, his father asked his mother, did he sleep and then sleep, or sleep and sleep? What does that mean? The Hailin woman suddenly said: Don't say anything, look at Chuncai's blushing face.

The women burst into laughter. Only Chuncai was alone and didn't laugh, and he slowly squatted down.

These half-contained, half-exposed, meat and vegetarian words are like the codes in folk life, surrounding young Chuncai all day long. Chuncai initially seemed to know half-understood, seemed to understand or not, that is, he was just red-faced. Later, when he heard these words again, he did not say anything, but crouched down. When he was working in the fields, when the women were talking about their daily routines, he always squatted on the ground and did not say a word. And the women often pointed at him and said, "Look, Chuncai's face is red again."

As I said, I was an orphan who grew up rolling in wood-burning nests and wheat straw stacks all day long, and eating hundreds of meals. Relatively speaking, my nerves are a little rougher. It wasn't until I woke up one morning when I was nineteen years old that I realized why Harukai was squatting on the ground...... This is my self-realization.

It was only after many days that I realized that in the countryside, in our hometown of Wuliang, the attitude towards sex was the most primitive, conservative, and open. Before the girls got married, it was forbidden land, and they couldn't mention a word. But once you get married, it's like a broken melon, and it can splash juice. I think that Chuncai, as a good hand at arranging the table, is surrounded by the "sexual language" of his aunts and sisters all day long, and after the enlightenment, teasing, or dark or light of the aunts and sisters day by day, gradually, his body can't help but react. The moment he squatted on the ground, it meant that he had opened his mind and awakened, and it was the awakening of sexual consciousness. His slender nerves, strong physique, and the words ignited full of passion, and suddenly a chemical reaction arose, converging into a huge hormonal energy in his body...... It's not that he doesn't stand up, but he doesn't dare to stand up. A stick suddenly rose up in his crotch and set up a "cannon", he must have been both frightened and shy, he was afraid that people would laugh at him. Here's what I guessed.

At that time, Chun was just eighteen years old, and it was the time when Yang Qi was at its peak. Day by day, perhaps, the women's teasing, the women's hints, the women's unbridled discussions about sexuality, all brought him endless pain. In those nights, facing a lone lamp and four walls, what would Chuncai think in his heart? In the long night, he may have been deciphering the provocative words. For example: What is a "honey pot"? What is "Falling on the Bridge"? What is "seeing red"...... Those suggestive words bubbled in his mind, from spiritual to material, and gradually sprouted? What was he doing all those nights? In the process of deciphering, what kind of physiological reaction will it bring to him? No one knows. It was only after a few days that some unreasonable things gradually came out of the woman's mouth. When he was admitted to the hospital, when his sister-in-law cleaned up his bed, in the side building where Chuncai lived, there was a New Year's painting of "Red Lantern" pasted on the wall pasted with old newspapers next to the bed...... The women secretly said, "This child is so pitiful."

But I only know that in some days, once Chuncai is surrounded by women, most of the time, he is "heaped with grain". Once, he pulled a cart to deliver manure into the fields. In front of the dung heap at the head of the village, he held a rack car, and several sisters-in-law were loading dung on the car, while chattering about something, and then the car was full, and he was still on the ground "grain pile", just not to stand up...... A sister-in-law said: Cai, let's go? He was sweating on his head and said his stomach hurt. The sister-in-law joked: You're not here for "menstruation", are you? Coaxed, and people laughed.

After that, Chuncai went to the riverside.

It was a hot and dry noon in the summer. People say that Chuncai walked to the river slope at noon. He was obsessed with a knife in his sleeve.

There are boundless reeds in the river slope, and the reeds are clumped one by one, forking out many winding paths, one of which belongs to Chuncai. Chuncai walked out of a winding path of his own in the reeds. On both sides of the path, the wind shook the reeds and rustled the reed leaves, what did they see? And what did you murmur? Do they have life? If they have life, why don't they stop him? Perhaps, as the villagers said, Mochizuki Lake is a strange place, and he is really evil?

I also saw a little girl named Cai Weixiang, at a young age, walking secretly and step by step towards the river slope alone...... Why is she okay?

Perhaps, in Cai Weixiang's eyes, that noon must have been scarlet. What kind of mentality did she have: was she curious? And timidity? She was looking for something. But did she see blood? Drops of blood led her to the depths of the reeds. The reeds are too big, too deep, clumps of reeds, winding paths...... Which one came out in the spring?

On such a noon, Chuncai must have stood in the reeds for a long, long time. The sun was shining, and there was silence in the reeds, and there were insects murmuring, and when he cut it with his knife, what was he thinking in his heart...... A red line of blood flew out like that, very resolutely.

Perhaps, the birth of a sentence after the break gave Cai Weixiang a memory like the sky was shattering. I don't know what Cai Weixiang, who was so young, saw in the river slope and what kind of stimulation she was under. According to the villagers, she later became a "bandit". In the eyes of the villagers, the word "bandit" means "rebellious" and "thug". It is an unconventional behavior that goes beyond the norms of daily life.

All I know is that when people accept experiences or lessons, they think in reverse and often overkill. So much so that many years later, she was able to sell a pot of "sweat and blood pomegranates" worth 700,000 yuan.

So, what is the connection between one secret and another?

Perhaps, that glance is also very fatal?

After only three months as a "barefoot doctor", Cai Weixiu's chest stood up. As she carried the small medicine box into the field, the black-faced cloth shoes under her feet were elastic, as if they had springs attached. The jujube cloth shirt on his body fluttered in the wind, and it seemed to have a taste that was different from that of the villagers. A small medicine box with a "red cross" seems to elevate the identity of a country girl and fulfill her vanity. On some windy days, she would deliberately put on the white hat and white mask issued by the county training class, carry the medicine box printed with the "Red Cross" on her back, and walk on the ridge with one bullet at a time.

At that time, eighteen-year-old Cai Weixiu was still a girl, and she was a barefoot doctor in the village, although she carried a medicine box around the village every day, but after all, she was the daughter of the branch secretary, and no one dared to be playful when she was not married. The lads of the village just looked at her from afar, as if they were looking at the clouds in the sky. She carried the small medicine box with the red cross, indicating that she had studied formally in the county, which added some arrogance to her, and she ignored ordinary people. Chuncai is originally a stuffy gourd who doesn't like to talk. Therefore, initially, there will naturally be no relationship between the two.

However, one day, Chuncai's hand was cut by a knife. Perhaps it was the sound of footsteps that disturbed him, perhaps the words of the women irritated him, or perhaps for some other reason, his hand was cut as he sat in the yard and broke his sheath. Chuncai's knife was specially made of steel bars, which was very sharp, and the wound was very deep, and the blood flowed out at once. At this time, there were first women's exclamations, and then someone said: Xiu, call Wei Xiu!

It just so happened that Cai Weixiu walked to the sideline with a medicine box on her shoulder, and rushed over when she heard the shout. In spring and March, she was still wearing a big mask, and she looked very delicate. She squatted in front of Chuncai, opened the medicine box, took out red mercury, iodine wine and a small roll of gauze from it, and bandaged him without saying anything. After wrapping up, Cai Weixiu glanced at Chuncai, and Chuncai also glanced at her, and neither of them said anything. But according to Cai Weixiang later, the two talked. In front of so many people, the two spoke with their eyes. Cai Weixiu: Does it hurt? Chuncai: It doesn't hurt. Cai Weixiu: Don't get wet. Chuncai: Hmm. When Cai Weixiu stood up, her eyelashes blinked, and she saw that Chuncai's padded jacket was missing a button.

Later, the blue button was sent by Cai Weixiang to Chuncai. Cai Weixiang came to Chuncai's house, stood in front of the door and said: Brother Chuncai, buckle, give you a button. Chuncai was stunned for a moment: buckle? Cai Weixiang said: buckle. My sister gave it to me. Then she let go of the button and turned away.

What does a button mean?

A buckle is an attitude? A clasp is a hint? No one knows.

In the days since, the two have still not spoken. I saw Cai Weixiu often holding the reed incense at the entrance of the village, looking at the reeds in the distance. If they ran into Chuncai, the two looked at each other and didn't say anything. It's like a guess, both of them seem to have something to say in their eyes, but neither of them says anything. It's like you're waiting for me to speak, and I'm waiting for you to speak, day by day.

Perhaps, it was the small medicine box with a red cross that raised Cai Weixiu's vanity. If it weren't for that small medicine box, Cai Weixiu would be a little firewood girl in the countryside, and she would not be as "reserved" as the people in the city, and she would not be like a "dog gnawing wheat seedlings"...... She would definitely go to the back of the stack and say what she wanted to say and what she wanted to say. It was that small medicine box that added more arrogance to her, and that medicine box became a portrayal of identity, so she had to be "reserved". At that time, in the hearts of the villagers, "reserved" belonged to the people in the city. She trained in the city for three months!

Perhaps, her mother Wu Yuhua gave her daughter repeated warnings based on the unhappiness of her marriage? That told once, twice, three times...... After some time, maybe it will work?

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Suppose it is said that Cai Weixiu's "window" is always open, half-hidden and half-open, as if it is hidden, and wants to be hidden...... In the field, in the yard, in the closing point, in the reeds...... The "window" was always open, disguised with "reserved". I guess.

Perhaps, the "window" on the opposite side is also open. There were a lot of sounds in the "window", and they were just put on, and then they were woven by hand on the mat...... Camouflage with "concentration". Maybe.

A spring just passed. The peach blossoms are blooming, the apricot blossoms are blooming, the pear blossoms are blooming, and the grass is starting to grow crazy......

Summer is coming, the wind is hot, the flowers are gone, the wheat is about to ripen, the "window" is still open, you look at me, I look at you, silently. It's like a mutual torture. It's a silent saw, sawing that makes people's hearts burn. There may also be some taboos that are inconvenient to say (from this point of view, some things cannot wait. When you can speak, when you have the courage to speak, be sure to speak up. Otherwise, you will regret it for the rest of your life. You know, the magnetic field and the information need to be connected. If you miss it on a suitable stubble and don't connect it, it's even more difficult to speak)......

Later, someone came to the door to propose to Cai Weixiu. It was the medicine box with a red cross on her body that sharply increased Cai Weixiu's value. The people from other villages who proposed relatives ran to the old uncle's house one by one with a snack box, one today, one tomorrow, like a meeting. Every time Wu Yuhua sent off a guest, her voice was high and bright, and she said: People are good. How sensible. If you don't find a decent city person, you won't get married...... These spring talents were all in his eyes, but he still didn't speak. Maybe he's even harder to say anything.

Perhaps, it was the voices of the village that spurred him on?

In my childhood, I always thought that the call of "Lao Bian" (a type of grasshopper) was green. The call of the "iron head" (a type of grasshopper) is rust-colored. And the "big tooth" (a type of grasshopper) has a yellowish call, a bit of a lewd little yellow. The fiery red one is "Know", and the oil color is "Cricket". And the donkey, whose cry is extremely loud, like a horn, accompanied by urine and rhubarb. The old cow's cry was blue, long, and wide, and it went around the stacks of grain, with an aftersound. The dogs in the village can also bark in two colors, one is blood-red, hostile, bared, violent, and warning; The other is wine red, which contains drunkenness, is as strong as wine, and has a mild aftertaste, just like the countryside or old friends across the chaimen...... Greeting. As for the unknown or unnamed insects, in the middle of the night, when you can't sleep, it's like a colorful chorus, singing winged songs.

At that time, in some nights in Wuliang Village, a very strange sound would suddenly sound in the night sky in the middle of the night. The voice often sounded in the middle of the night, one by one, first the continuous "ah ......", and then "whoa", it sounded sharp and harsh, and the "ah" sound was endless, like a thorn in the heart!

Later, people found out that it was the woman of the rabbit family calling the bed.

The Rabbit family woman was brought back from the south. Rabbit served as a soldier in the south for three years, and after demobilization, he brought back a woman. This woman looks like her eyebrows and eyes are still straight, and her eyes are big, that is, black, black and thin. Originally, people called her: Nanbanzi. According to Rabbit, the two met during the training of the troops, and she squatted on the side of the road to sell durian, and he gave her an extra five cents...... Then she had to follow him. Others say that this woman is a "second bean", and her brain does not bend. Later, after a period of time, people found out that this woman really didn't have enough brains and was stupid. Ask her anything, just say anything, only tell the truth, can't socialize, and have a problem with her brain (at that time, in Wuliang, anyone who can only tell the truth is collectively called "Erbu Douzi", that is, half-baked). In short, after she became married to the rabbit, the night in the village was not very peaceful. Later, the villagers gave her a nickname: Yiya.

During the day, the women often teased her, saying, "One, what about your pigs?"

She said, "No."

The woman of the Guosheng family said: Have you changed the legs of your bed?

She said, "No."

The woman of the Hailin family said: Are you born from a cricket?

She said, "No."

The woman of the Baoxiang family asked her: At night, you shout like that, okay?

She clapped her hands and said, "Good." Very good. Very good.

Everyone laughed. The woman of the Hailin family said: You are stupid. How can that be said?

The woman of the Hailin family also came up with an idea and said: You really can't help it, bite a handkerchief in your mouth.

She shook her head and still said, "No." Not good.

The crowd laughed again.

When she first came, she didn't know what the people in the village were talking about, and the people in the village didn't know what she was talking about...... Later, after a long time, they guessed something about each other's meanings. Only then did I know that she was also an ethnic minority and could have two children. So they gave birth to two babies one after another. The strange thing is that such a small woman, as black as a charcoal flower, can have such a big movement? will give birth to two white and pure babies? People had to say that she was lucky. Still, the screams of the night were harsh.

Chuncai's house is the closest to the rabbit's house, living in the front and back yards, window to window, more than ten meters away, whenever that piercing cry sounds, what is Chuncai doing? What would he think? No one knows. But Chuncai's mother, one morning, when the hen "hugged the nest", she held a broom in her hand, stood in the yard and scolded twice, saying: I called you, what are you screaming? Is that a human voice? Stubble!

For a while, I had to learn from him to make up a table with him. But Chuncai's mother didn't let her enter the door, and her words were very ugly. There was no way, so I went to the closing station to entangle Chuncai, but I couldn't hear a word of Chuncai's southern dialect clearly, and the women's words made Chuncai feel very awkward. After inspecting the table, he turned around and left. I followed him, followed him all the way, and from time to time he dragged the corner of Chuncai's clothes, twisted his buttocks, and shouted loudly: Brother Chun, Brother Chun, you sleep (say), you sleep (say), sleep (talk), sleep (talk) What's the matter...... made a village laugh at him!

Whenever this happens, Chuncai blushes and strides away. On two occasions, she was bumped into by a rabbit, and the rabbit jumped out in a hurry, grabbed her and went home, and dragged her home. Once, the two also had a fight behind closed doors...... Later, I never mentioned the matter of learning to edit the seat again.

Every, at night, it's the same. The rabbit said, I really can't stand her.

Often, when he got up in the morning, Chuncai would carry a bundle of reeds or a bundle of mats across the courtyard and walk onto the village street, doing what he should do. When they meet a rabbit, other men will joke with the rabbit and say, "Rabbit, look at your skinny." Rabbit, the bed leg is broken again, right? Only Haru doesn't joke with him. But the rabbit was a little embarrassed, and when he saw Chuncai, he said: Cai, what's that...... Chuncai said: What? The rabbit said, "It's nothing." It is...... Chuncai said again: What? You said. The rabbit said, "What, that stupid girl, bear with me." Chuncai didn't ask, didn't say anything, turned around and left.

This summer, when the wheat was about to be harvested, a strange thing happened in the village, even the people from the police station came, saying that they wanted to solve the case, which made the whole village very nervous.

Is that a case?

After many days, I thought: That's not a case, that's hunger.

This is a very strange case. One night, when my uncle was riding a bicycle from a meeting in the commune, he saw a black wooden stake standing by a window behind his house. He doesn't remember that there was wood on the back wall of his house, and who cut down the trees when he was not at home one day? No wow. He had already walked over, but he still had some doubts in his heart, so he retreated, and the difference was only about twenty meters away, and he coughed loudly...... It was this cough that startled the "wood"! The "wood" leaning against the window actually moved, and only a string of knocking footsteps was heard. That's really not wood, it's a person!

The old uncle shouted loudly: Stop...... But the man had already run away.

After entering the yard, the old uncle found that the second daughter Cai Weixiu was taking a bath in the house...... It was someone who was peeking at her daughter taking a bath. That night, Wu Yuhua stood in the courtyard and danced and scolded all night.

Early the next morning, the old uncle found that there was a line of footprints in the vegetable patch in the backyard of his house. The footprints rushed through the vegetable patch, one deep and one shallow, leading to the back street...... The vegetable patch had just been watered the day before, and the ground was wet, so the footprints were particularly eye-catching: a row of large footprints, clearly belonging to a man.

So, the old uncle immediately called the village security director, and the security director ran to the police station in a panic, and the police at the police station measured the footprints with a ruler, and then said that he wanted a team (production team) to check one team at a time, one by one. At that time, I also ran with the villagers to see it. In the vegetable field, the footprints were very large, nest after nest in the wetland, at least twenty-six yards or more at the current size.

At this time, the women in the village talked a lot, and some women with good things hurriedly took out their men's shoes and compared. Some people also shouted: Grab the ** and cut him off...... There was a commotion in the village. When people came to the police station, people went to see the black face of the police station elder, and his face was black and windy, and they couldn't see anything.

There are a total of ten production teams in Wuliang Village, and it is very slow to check one by one, only three teams were checked, and seven pairs of shoes were taken by the people from the police station, saying that they wanted to "compare". For a while, people were panicked. The men whose shoes were searched shouted one by one that they were wronged, and they swore curses and curses, but none of them admitted it.

On this day, the "barefoot doctor" Cai Weixiu did not go out. She has been hiding in the house, as if she has no face to go out, and she looks very ashamed. Even the lunch was brought over by her sister Cai Weixiang.

In the afternoon of that day, news suddenly came that the elder of the commune police station had gone to the criminal investigation team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau to borrow a police dog. As long as the wolf dog is brought in, when the time comes, smell who is who. The dog's nose is smart, just smelling the footprints, you can smell the smell of people! Just wait.

After that, the security director crossed his waist and shouted loudly over and over again in the village: Recruit it. If you want to recruit quickly, there is a rescue. Lao Cai said, if the village solves it, I won't send you to the police station. If you don't recruit it, wait for "Hatton" to come and bite you eggs!

Someone asked him: Who is "Hatton"?

He said triumphantly: It's the dog in the county.

At this point, everyone in the village knew that "Hatton" was coming, and the case was about to be solved...... It was also heard that "Hatton" was a foreign dog, bred in England. As soon as they heard that the British-bred "Hatton" was coming, even the Shiba Dogs in the village looked ashamed and uneasy. On this day, both adults and children kick dogs when they see them. Most of the dogs slipped along the wall, and the men who were often coldly searched for their shoes stomped on them, "whined" with their tails between them, and avoided them in a hurry. The dogs are very aggrieved, they don't even have a name on weekdays, and whoever barks will say "Whoa, come here", which is to let them eat. The famous ones are only big black, two black, and three gray, how can they be compared with the British "Hatton"?

"Hatton" is a police dog that eats meat!

The people of the village were panicked, waiting for "Hatton". Especially the men in the village, all of them were disgraced, listening to the women's scolding. The women were extremely excited and uneasy, standing in groups on the village street and discussing, who is it? Which turtle grandson is it? If it's your own man, how can you live this life? yes, "Hatton" is coming. As soon as "Hatton" came, the case was solved. Until the sun was about to set, "Hatton" still did not come. It is said that "Hatton" has more important cases to solve and will not come.

In the evening, the old uncle stood in the village street and suddenly solemnly announced: Forget it, forget it. When it's time to fry the beans, go to the ground.

The security director said: The case is not solved?

The old uncle said with a calm face: "I know all the villages, what is the decent thing?" Shame or not? Look no further, forget it.

The security officer said: So, what about the evidence?

The old uncle said: What evidence?

The security officer said, "That's it." The shoes that were collected are still in the team headquarters.

The old uncle waved his hand and said: Stinky and dry, retreat, retreat.

At this point, a case that was about to be solved was abandoned halfway......

But the director of the security department was not reconciled, and still said to people: This is called loose on the outside and tight on the inside. When "Hatton" is busy for a while, the police station will still have to investigate.

That evening, in the barn at the closing point, the women of Wuliang Village chirped and filtered all the men in the village, counting from who to whom...... One by one, all those suspicious objects were screened. The women were talking and scolding, saying that there was no good thing! Counting and counting, it naturally counted to Chuncai's head. Someone said: Chuncai is so shy, he won't be there, right? Someone else said: Why not, dogs still love eggs. Others said: I don't know when the "Hatton" will come?

Just like that, Lao Wei, who was sent by the county supply and marketing cooperatives to receive the banquet, took over the conversation. Because Chuncai's seat is well arranged, Lao Wei's impression of Chuncai is particularly good. Lao Wei said: Don't bully other people's Chuncai, people are shy, will they do that? He played a night of chess with me that night. If you want to say it, just say me. Well, it's possible.

At this time, the women aimed at Lao Wei again, and said one by one: Yes, why didn't you think of it? And Lao Wei. Lao Wei, the turtle grandson, is not a good person, he is giggling all day long, he is a cheap meat, and he has a bad stomach.

Others pointed to Lao Wei's nose and said: Just him. It's his surname Wei. Cheap and unscrupulous, he touched me the day before yesterday. Not who he is?

Lao Wei was originally an accountant in the county supply and marketing cooperative, but he didn't know what mistake he made and was relegated to the township to take the seat. At the beginning, he was full of resentment, scolding and scolding, and often beat back the mats made up by the women for no reason, saying that here and there were not qualified, which provoked the women to scold him behind his back. Later, Lao Wei slowly got used to it, and the village also opened a small stove for him, and specially found someone to cook and eat, and provided two packs of cigarettes a day. He also flirted with the women who made up the table all day long, scolded each other, took advantage of a small advantage or something, and was also very proud, so he couldn't think about it.

After saying this, the women became more and more suspicious of Lao Wei. Yes, Lao Wei is angry, and he is idle every day, it is really possible.

However, Lao Wei said a word and his suspicion was removed. Lao Wei stretched out his feet and said, "It's a pity that my feet are small."

The women all rushed up to compare their feet with Old Wei and said, "You have small feet?" Baby.

But, suddenly, the women were silent. I saw Chuncai walking in with a bundle of mats. Chuncai put the mat on the ground and said, "Old Wei, let's check it."

Lao Wei said: You are exempt from inspection, you don't need to be inspected, put it on the stack.

Chuncai put the bundle of mats on the mat stack at the base of the wall. Lao Wei said: Cai, the next game?

Chuncai said: Another day. After that, he didn't say anything more, and walked out stiffly.

In fact, no one doubted Chuncai, and Chuncai had evidence of an alibi.

But on the third day afterwards, Chuncai went down the river.

Chuncai spent three months in the county hospital.

When he came back, he became a waste in the eyes of the people.

In the plains, there is a saying: good things don't go out, but ugly things spread thousands of miles. Originally, the red kang mats made by Chuncai were in short supply, and there were many reservations from other villages, and they all named the seats that were made by Chuncai. Just because of such an incident, people are afraid of committing taboos, and no one wants the red kang mat made by Chuncai.

The news spread far and wide, and in the market of Yinghe Town, in the past, Chuncai's banquet could be sold for five times the price. Now, the banquet is still the seat made by Chuncai, but the seller does not dare to play the banner of Chuncai. Whoever sells the feast is said to be from the Maji. Maji is also a weaving village.

The folk rumors are very powerful. Perhaps this is a psychological precaution? Or is it the fear that lies in the subconscious? What are you afraid of? Speaking of which, it's all something you can't see or touch. Yes, a mat is originally a material thing, but once it rises to the spiritual level, it is a matter of two things.

After that, when Chuncai went to the "closing station" set up at the brigade headquarters to hand over the seats, the women of Wuliang Village no longer went to provoke Chuncai. The women were far away from him, and no one played with him or said anything meaty. The person is still the same person, still tall and handsome, and still the best craftsman in Wuliang Village. However, because of that cut, everything changed. In people's eyes, Chuncai is no longer the Chuncai of the past.

For a while, Xu was curious, and the whole village wanted to see how Spring urinated after cutting that object. This became a huge suspense. The people of a village, to put it mildly, (including me) want to know what spring is like...... At that time, as soon as Chuncai went out, many people found all kinds of excuses and reasons to follow, just to take a look at "that". At that time, there was only one toilet on the village street, and there were always many people standing next to the toilet...... This is really evil! A whole year has passed, even if it is the front and back heels, but no one can find out how Chuncai urinated?!

Finally, one day, the village bell rang. The old uncle stood in the courtyard, with a black face, and said loudly: There is one thing, I have to say ugly things in front of me. No matter who you are, even if it is the king of heaven, dare to add oil and vinegar, dare to say a word again, I will break her teeth! That's all...... Meeting! - This meeting was inexplicable, and the old uncle didn't say anything, but everyone knew that this specifically referred to the Chuncai incident.

Later, in public, no one dared to talk about it. But slowly, in the village street, there was a voice walking quietly, that is, when he was hiding from people and turning his back to his face, a sentence was born. This is the humor of the beamless people. This humor is very cold, and this humor is born out of a very absurd and terrible sexual consciousness. Because it has nothing to do with itself, it also contains a kind of tragedy and high-spiritedness that seems indifferent and makes people laugh and cry. The meaning is very complicated, and you can't tell clearly.

As for the spring cai, he still works in the field every day, walks in the crops and mud and water as usual, and goes to the reeds to cut the reeds and weave the mat in the autumn as usual...... There just wasn't a word. Except for the mother's voice, there were no words around. When the villagers saw him, no one said anything—perhaps not knowing what to say. The atmosphere is very oppressive.

For a while, in the middle of the night, there was always a shadow in the village circling the village. The footsteps echoed in the night sky of Wuliang Village, and then walked towards the reeds step by step...... It didn't take long for people to know that it was Chuncai. Speaking of which, the people of Wuliang Village are quite kind. They were afraid that they would find a short-sighted sight in the spring, so they reported to the old uncle, and the old uncle sent me to follow him secretly and record three points...... In this way, I followed Chuncai for many nights.

The man walking in the field was like a living ghost. His strangeness often amazes me.

At that time, the fields were always flowing with a very dark and thick night air, which was like flowing silk, soft and wet, and could be touched. In the thick night air, the sound of his footsteps was thick and ethereal, like the freedom that tore the curtain open. The night covered him, and the night air was his clothes, and he wore the night air to wade through the fields, looking very calm and free. The grass under his feet often hung on his feet, and the wild flowers and weeds also seemed to be very sympathetic to him, and lay softly under his feet, tribulus terrestris, vegetables, geba pi, small worm nest eggs...... Gave him elastic care. Every time he stood up, he raised his head and looked at the starry sky in the sky. The galaxy is splendid, spoonful by spoonful. He would suddenly trot for a while, as if he was about to fly...... After that, he walked hurriedly, walked slowly, crossed the ridge, walked to the reeds, and finally stopped at the edge of Mochizuki Lake, and stood silently. There was a moon in the pool, and the moon was swaying in the water, and he looked at the moon in the water, godly. I think at this time, he really wants to be a fish. He must have been thinking about how happy a man would be if he became a fish. Sometimes, he would grab a big slump and still be in the water, listening to the sound of the water, as if he was testing the depth of the water. The sound was muffled in the dark night, and it rippled in circles in the moonlight. Then he stretched out his hands and made a "big" word, as if he was about to jump...... Again and again I brought the blood to my throat, and was about to cry out loudly, but he turned around, brushed aside the reeds, and walked back down the winding path...... He didn't end up turning into a fish either.

On some days, the thought that often comes to my mind: Is he a fish? Why doesn't he pee?

Every time Chuncai came back from a night trip, his mother was always waiting for him at the door. Chuncai Niang said: Son, no matter what you think, as long as you go forward, your mother will follow you. Chuncai was silent.

Sometimes, I guess he must have regretted it. The preposition for "regret" is "what if". There is no "what if", there is no "regret". Regret itself is not a mistake, but a misalignment of time. Once a person regrets it, it is time to condemn it.

I guess in the days that followed, "regret" stayed with him like a shadow. I have seen him pause again and again in the fields every night when he swims at night, kick the dirt under his feet again and again, hold his face again and again, and shake his head again and again...... Why? "Regret" is contained in the night air, in the soil, in the sweet crops, and everywhere he walks, there is a "regret" that accompanies him like a shadow. He regretted not saying that? He regretted the recklessness of that night? He does not lack the courage to turn into a fish, but he is always followed by a "regret...... So, after countless nights, he kept his life alive and completed a kind of mutilation.

Perhaps, in such a village, since people are alive, there are times when they regret it. People will only live if they regret it. Could it be that this is a village that produces "regrets"?

Half a year later, Chun stopped traveling at night.

At this point, the old uncle and the whole village breathed a sigh of relief.

But, after those nights, he became a thinker. For a while, he barely went out, did nothing, and just sat in the room in a daze, like a fool. At that time, Chun Cai Niang told people that he was sick. But everyone knows that he has a heart disease. He didn't talk to anyone, he was almost mute. Even when he goes out occasionally, he is also straightforward and does not talk to anyone.

I guess Chuncai's thinking lasted almost years. When he went from "regret" to living, he had already missed the opportunity to "sublimate" into a fish. Maybe frustration after thinking? Frustrated about living after "regretting"? Frustrated that you missed your chance to be a fish?

Later, I thought it was "simplicity" that hurt him...... He's different from me. He has received too many praises since he was a child, he is handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his first-class weaving skills have brought him too much praise, which inevitably causes his fragility of heart? However, Chuncai, who has such "simple" and "bright" eyes, and has never done anything else, can he pick up a knife and cut off what people call "liferoots" just because he is "simple" and "bright"? This obviously doesn't make sense. So what is it? Otherwise, as the elders in the village said, he fell for evil in Mochizuki Lake. There was an "old turtle spirit" and seven "impermanence ghosts" in the pool (seven children had drowned, four boys and three girls).

After all the time that has passed, I think again, this is not foolishness. This has nothing to do with ignorance. This may be a mistake in thought, a hidden sense of guilt in the heart, and a sense of "shame". However, the definition of "shame" is very vague. Once "shame" is included in "purity", the result is an extreme. However, with regard to "shame", this is a criterion that human beings have set for themselves, and if there is no such criterion, then there is no difference between humans and animals.

Sometimes I still think that Chuncai is like a big oil pot, he is boiling himself. He likes to make up seats, but now he doesn't want them. Originally, there was a closing station in the village, and the spring could also make up seats. But recently, the closing point of the county's supply and marketing cooperatives was suddenly withdrawn, and Lao Wei also left. In the days when he was not making up the table, his whole life was completely dumb. He has neither direction nor expectation, so how can he make up for the huge shortcomings in life? Yes, in such a village, regret alone is not enough to live. After a long period of suffering, what will happen to him?

But suddenly one day, spring broke out.

It was an early spring evening in 1972, and the bell in the village street rang again, just after the snow had fallen and the weather was freezing. After a while, the brigade headquarters was full of people. It was a must-attend assembly for the whole village. Lao Hu, the head of the armed forces of the commune, personally led the team to convey an important document...... This was what came to be known as the "September 13 Incident."

That night, Lao Hu's voice was very urned. When the document was delivered, the people of the village were quiet, silent, and no one said a word. In such a period, people have become accustomed to not talking nonsense. In the countryside of the plains, people don't know what to say except what is said in the trumpet bowl...... But at this moment, Chun Cai suddenly jumped out, jumped under the gas lamp, and said loudly: I don't believe it!

In a big village of 3,000 people, after the document was delivered, such a person suddenly jumped out and said such an inexplicable sentence, and he was stunned by the old nonsense who preached the document. Lao Hu, the head of the armed forces of the commune, looked at him in a daze and said, "You, you, you...... Say what?

Chuncai once again said loudly: I don't believe it!

The Minister of Armed Forces of the Commune rolled his eyes in anger, pointed at him and said: You, say it again?

Chuncai said again...... How so? I don't believe it. I don't believe it!

The old nonsense scolded: Dog's day, it's against you! Take the rope and tie it up for me!

It's like a hare popping out of a flock! It's like a sudden explosion of thunder in winter! All at once it blew people up stupid, and a whole village was stupid. In a large village, thousands of people at the venue were all stunned. People looked at Chuncai in a daze and silently: just this one person who cut off the "penis", a person who has no "eggs", and a "stuffy gourd" who has not spoken for many years, he suddenly jumped out and spoke! He dared to doubt the ...... conveyed from above document, he actually asked questions that shouldn't have been asked by a voice that was almost from Heavenly Court, and this was worth it?!

Lao Hu was so angry that he took out his gun. Lao Hu pulled out a gun and said: I broke you! Quick, don't let him run. What about the militia, take the rope! Tie me up to the commune!

Unexpectedly, Chuncai also jumped up, pointed to his throat, and said: Collapse, you collapse!

Lao Hu stared, his hand holding the gun trembled, panting heavily, and he shouted loudly: Lao Cai, where is Lao Cai? What's the ** education?!

People looked at Chuncai stupidly...... Crazy, he must be crazy.

Immediately, the venue was in chaos. Some people squeezed forward, some people retreated, and the whole venue became a mess. Someone stepped back and muttered: This kid is so stupid...... There are also those who are more daring, stepped forward and grabbed Chuncai, and persuaded in a low voice: Don't say anything, don't say a word. The security chief ran forward with the militiamen hula and gathered around him, holding ropes...... looked at him in amazement.

At this moment, the old uncle who was taking a cigarette in the house jumped out of the team headquarters, hurriedly stepped forward to stop Lao Hu, and said: Lao Hu, Lao Hu, don't be like him, he is a second-class man, he doesn't understand anything. Forget it, forget it.

Lao Hu gritted his teeth and said: No, tie me up. Bastard, it's against you!

The old uncle dragged Lao Hu and said repeatedly...... Lao Hu, the young man is not sensible, you can forgive him this time. Leave it to me, I'll clean him up!

Lao Hu said solemnly: Lao Cai, this is not a trivial matter, you can't protect him! Dog's day, he's still stiff on his neck! You don't believe it? You're a ball...... Lao Hu turned his head and pointed at him: Do you think he is sick?

The old uncle said repeatedly: I am sick. He's really sick. I'll tell you, he's not very sick. Come, come, go up to the house...... As he spoke, he dragged Lao Hu into the team headquarters.

After a while, the two came out of the house, and Lao Hu still said angrily: I don't care if he plays the ball or not? If it weren't for your face, you would have tied up the dog's day!

The old uncle said, "Yes." I know. Give me a face, I vouch for it. Leave it to me.

In this regard, Lao Hu, the head of the armed forces of the commune, still looked at the face of his old comrades-in-arms and did not tie up Chuncai...... That night, in front of Lao Hu, the old uncle asked the militia to lock Chuncai in the tofu factory.

That night, if it weren't for the old uncle's strength, just Chuncai's temper and temperament, once he was tied to the commune, he would definitely die...... That's what everyone in the village said.

Later, gradually, I realized that the outbreak of Chuncai had nothing to do with the "September 13 Incident" and had nothing to do with the documents conveyed above. He was a kind of "seizure" after a long period of repression. It is a question that is sublimated after regret, almost "rebellious". He began to doubt, and this was a new stage of his thinking. That is to say, from now on, he does not trust people.

In fact, this is also a question mark of the times. Once that question mark is planted in people's hearts, it will affect the whole society. With this question mark, there was a later change...... At that time, Chun only thought about it, but he lacked the right guidance, and there were too many things he couldn't figure out. This only exacerbated his confusion. Confusion was followed by silence.

The old uncle also tried to enlighten him, the old uncle was a soldier, and the old uncle also didn't understand, but the old uncle knew how to carry out orders...... The old uncle educated him with the words in the newspaper, but he didn't listen to a word of the old uncle's words. No matter what the old uncle said, he was silent. Perhaps, Chuncai's disbelief is a denial of his past. He asked, he suspected, that this was the beginning of a new understanding of himself.

In this way, in Wuliang, Chuncai has become a veritable weirdo. People don't understand it. People say, what do you care about that "idle thing"? Is that what you're supposed to do? In Wuliang, no matter what happens, as long as it has nothing to do with you, it can be said to be an "idle thing". But then again, in fact, the real "idle thing", Wuliang people are the most willing to mix. For example: who and who...... It's an attitude to life.

Later, with the approval of his old uncle, Chuncai moved to a tofu factory far away from the village alone, and followed the dumb man to grind tofu. The mill rang night after night...... Later, when the mute died, he contracted a tofu workshop by himself and recorded twelve points a day. Anyone who came to buy tofu handed the money or beans through the window, and then the tofu was handed out, but there was still no word.

Chuncai's tofu shop quickly became famous.

People in Sixiang say that Chuncai's tofu can be sold on scales.

Once Chuncai collapsed to do one thing, he did it to the extreme. The beans he grinded the tofu were sieved and sifted, and the pulp from the beans was white and bright, and when he boiled in the pot, the heat was mastered very well, and then he used brine to order it. The brine he made was put in a special wooden barrel, and ordinary people were not allowed to move it. After the bean juice is boiled and ordered, it is filtered out with a fine cloth, dried to a certain extent, and then put on a bluestone slab and pressed overnight, and the tofu is ready.

I still remember the old donkey, and the days of the tofu workshop were the days of working with donkeys. The old donkey walked in the mill all day long wearing an "eyesore" on his head, round and round, which seemed to be a kind of cheating life. The donkey wears an "eyesore", the donkey does not know that its days are repeated, and the donkey thinks that it has been moving forward, and it still has hope...... At the end of the day, every dusk, Chuncai would take the donkey out and roll in the open space outside the tofu factory, and bark a few times, which was the reward for its day's labor. Chuncai is very good to the donkey, and after rolling, Chuncai sweeps his whole body with a broom and sweeps it cleanly, which can be regarded as relieving the itch of the donkey. Then he took the donkey back to the house, tied it to the trough, and fed it with grass...... It's a fragmented and concrete time. I don't know what Chuncai saw in the sun and moon of the donkey?

The donkey walked step by step, and it was quiet.

On the surface, Chuncai is also very quiet.

At first, Chuncai's tofu was only made for the village, and it was supplied to the cadres who occasionally came to live in the village and the new boys set up by the school. Later, people in neighboring villages could also exchange beans. But he only grinds two plates of tofu every day, and the supply exceeds the demand, and there are people queuing there with bowls for a long time. If there is a red and white celebration, on days when there is no meat, the tofu milled in spring becomes a main dish on the table: fried tofu.

Guarding the mill all year round. Perhaps, Chuncai has ground his mind in tofu. The mill buzzed, and Chun Cai walked with the donkey in a circle. In those days, the beans were ground into a pulp, boiled on the fire, and then made into tofu by the pulp, which was a long and trivial process, but the days were urgent. He stayed at the mill all day long, with the donkey as he went, and his mind went, and no one knew where his mind went. So, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry...... But at that time, he wasn't in a hurry, I was in a hurry.

I admit that when I was a teenager, I used to be the most gluttonous child in Wuliang Village. In the early years, I used to steal snacks used by my old uncle to string relatives. The bundle of dim sum boxes was placed on the desk of the brigade headquarters, and while my old uncle was going to the toilet, I secretly pinched out two small pieces with two fingers (I still remember them): one was "Little Golden Fruit" and the other was "Three Knives" (I used to think that "Three Knives" was the most delicious dim sum in the world). I even secretly drank Grandma's Chinese medicine, and I thought it was something delicious, so I picked up the crockpot and secretly drank it (it was so hot that my tongue was numb)...... By the time I grind the tofu in the spring, I'm already older, so it's hard to eat it again. But I'm still hungry and want to eat the hot tofu he grinds. But Chuncai's tofu workshop doesn't let anyone in, so I have to sigh at "rot". During the holidays, I used to walk around the mill in circles hoping to get a bite of hot tofu. I even hid a pinch of minced salt in the palm of my hand...... But Chuncai has been staying in the tofu factory. He doesn't go out, I don't have a chance at all, and I can't steal if I want to.

Later, Chuncai may have seen my intentions (I must have grown worms in my eyes). One day, I came to his tofu shop again...... He was carrying his back on his back, but suddenly he said, "Lose, you hand me the basket."

I said, "Basket?"

He said, "Basket."

In the open space outside the tofu factory, there are two large baskets of tofu...... It was my first time walking into his tofu shop. On the wall of the tofu factory, hooks, bean sheets, large spoons, poles, eyesores, bridles, donkey sets, whips, and brooms for sweeping and grinding are hung side by side, all neatly arranged. The tofu workshop exuded a hot bean smell, mixed with the smell of donkey dung and human sweat. The donkey was tethered to the millstone, and the donkey snorted and kicked the earth with its hooves, and it seemed that the donkey was also impatient...... Chuncai turned his head and glanced at the donkey, and the donkey stopped kicking. It was an old donkey.

Chuncai has a bare spine and has been busy all the time. I looked at his lower body attentively, he was wearing a pair of black pants with his trouser legs curled, and everything seemed to be like a normal person. waited until he was done, and suddenly, he opened the hot tofu pot, and the whole person was covered in hot steam...... In a moment, a small blue-rimmed black bowl with a bowl of hot tofu was passed through the steam. This bowl of tofu is mixed with seasonings! There are minced green onions, garlic and salt, and there is a star of soybean oil on the top. It smells so good! He gestured and said, "Hmm...... I hurriedly took it.

I remember that during the summer of that year, I ate a total of nineteen bowls of hot tofu from him. Every time, he found an excuse to call me in and serve me a bowl of hot tofu to eat...... I still think about it in my mouth. After each meal, he took the little black bowl, put it in a basin of water, and then said "um", which meant to say: Get out.

I still remember that when the school was about to start, after eating tofu that day, he suddenly said in a daze: The country must have been a traitor. Do you believe it or not? After a while, he said, "Are you short-sighted?" Let's eat black beans. Black beans are good. Rats eat black beans. His words stunned me. I don't know how to answer...... After a while, he seemed to wake up and asked me, "Are there any books in the county library?" I said, "Yes." Not much. He said, "When you come back, borrow me a copy." I said, "Okay." Unfortunately, I have never fulfilled this promise.

Later, I knew that there was another person who could enter his tofu workshop.

After I left the village, there was another rebel in Wuliang Village.

Cai Weixiang, the third daughter of the old uncle, was returned by the school not long after she entered middle school.

She first passed the note. She actually handed a note to a boy in class. Later, she actually hid in a corner of the school playground with two boys from the county town and secretly smoked. Three people handed a cigarette back and forth, you take a puff, I take a puff, and the headmaster who patrols the night shines a flashlight on his face and catches him red-handed. The two male students ran away, and when the principal asked who it was, she said, "Grandson!" She also skipped school and ran away with others to hang out in the county park...... In this way, she was expelled from the school three times.

The old uncle was so angry that he beat her twice. On one occasion he tied her to a tree in the courtyard and whipped her with a leather rope. The old uncle was really ruthless this time, and with tears in his eyes, he beat her hard with a leather rope. When the old uncle's leather rope fell on her, she actually stared at him with a pair of eyes, the head was stalked, the neck was stiff, and the gaze was very resolute, just like the "martyr" of the enemy in the movie, which made the old uncle feel hairy...... The old uncle was still a little reluctant to start, and after smoking her a few ropes, he gasped for breath and squatted down to smoke.

At this time, Wu Yuhua rushed up again. Wu Yuhua was holding a shoe in her hand, and she used the sole of the shoe to slap Cai Weixiang's face desperately, she "snapped" and roared and said: I call you shameless, I call you shameless, I call you shameless...... Her ruthlessness was completely directed at her old uncle. It's a catharsis. In the plains, there is a saying that "there are no holes for maggots, find someone who sells lotus roots". Even Cai Weixiang can see that her mother is borrowing her face to vent her strong dissatisfaction with her father! So the mother and daughter quickly completed the emotional docking, when the sole of the shoe was pumped on Cai Weixiang's face, she didn't seem to feel pain, although the corners of her mouth were bleeding, she still said emotionally: You hit, you hit, you hit...... Kill me.

The old uncle squatted on the ground in surprise. On the one hand, he didn't want to see Wu Yuhua slap his daughter's face with the sole of her shoe, how could a girl's family slap her face? How are you going to let her go out in the future...... On the other hand, he seemed to hear the sound outside the strings again, and Wu Yuhua was clearly using the topic to play and aim at his ...... But she hit her daughter again, so it's inconvenient to say more. So, he opened his mouth and said, "You, this ...... Then he sighed, dropped the leather rope, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

After the old uncle left, Wu Yuhua lost the shoe, stepped forward to untie the rope for her daughter, pointed at her head with her finger and said: Sanniu, you are really not angry. Then he said, wash your face and go to your second sister's house to hide for a few days. Don't let that old turtle grandson know.

It is said that the next day, the old uncle rode his broken bicycle to the school again with some gifts, and apologized to the principal, hoping to give his daughter another chance...... But the principal said: Lao Cai, it's not that I don't give face, it's that no head teacher is willing to ask for her. As soon as she came, a school was unstable, how did you raise a female bachelor?

So, the old uncle came back dejected.

After Cai Weixiang dropped out of school, she first hid in her second sister's house for a few days. Later, not long after she returned to the village, there was another gossip. The woman of the Baoxiang family said that in the summer of this year, she was picking melon seedlings in the east field, and saw with her own eyes that the third child, Cai Weixiang, entered the tofu workshop one night. At that time, Chuncai's tofu workshop had already expanded. A few new mills were added, two new rows of houses were built, and a name was given: Chuncai Tofu Fang. The woman of the Baoxiang family said that she stripped naked in the tofu factory, and said to Chuncai: Brother Cai, you are too bad, you can touch me.

The woman of the Baoxiang family said, the machine mill was buzzing, Chuncai didn't say a word, Chuncai just stood like that; Cai Weixiang also stood, and in the moonlight, she saw only white flowers...... This girl is too wild.

Cai Weixiang grew a heavenly courage, she said: Don't be afraid, I asked you to touch it. If you touch me, I won't tell anyone.

Cai Weixiang also said: I know, you hate my sister. My second sister also said that at that time, my sister had been waiting for you. Just waiting for your words. Why don't you say it?

The night was quiet, and the mill kept ringing......

Cai Weixiang held her two breasts, walked up to Chuncai step by step, and said: Brother, you touch. Otherwise, I'll touch you. You take it off, let me see.

The woman of the Baoxiang family said that she saw Chuncai look frightened and retreated step by step, and then he turned his face and his face was full of tears...... After that, Chuncai squatted on the ground again.

Later, after Cai Weixiang put on her clothes, she slurred and ate a bowl of freshly ground hot tofu......

In this regard, it is common for people to go to Cai Weixiang to the tofu factory, and then bring out the tofu. At this time, Cai Weixiang became the only person who could enter the tofu workshop except me. Sometimes, I wonder if Cai Weixiang is eating a bowl of hot tofu or if she wants to see Chuncai to the end...... It's really hard to tell.

It is said that one day, she was holding tofu in her hand and suddenly said: Brother Chuncai, why don't I marry you. I don't want to go to school anymore, so I'll grind tofu with you.

Chuncai looked at her in a daze.

Cai Weixiang said: Don't be afraid. I volunteered. I'm going to tell my dad.

Cai Weixiang really told her old uncle. When the old uncle heard this, he was stunned for a while...... Wu Yuhua seemed to be mad, and scolded again and again: cheap. Cheap. Cheap! What a...... Pick up the stick and hit it! Cai Weixiang turned her head and ran. As he ran, he shouted: I just want to marry him. I'll marry him!

Cai Weixiang ran away. The old uncle had another fight with Wu Yuhua...... Late that night, the old uncle went into the tofu shop with his hands behind his back. The grinding kept ringing, and no one knew what the old uncle said to Chuncai. The old uncle probably also knew that Chuncai was not to blame for this. The old uncle is a reasonable person, and after being the branch secretary for so many years, the old uncle has become accustomed to reasoning with others. There are two black shadows reflected on the wall of the tofu workshop, and a black shadow is dangling on the wall, squatting and standing for a while...... That's the end of it.

Chuncai never let Cai Weixiang enter the tofu workshop again.

It is said that one night, Cai Weixiang slipped back and quietly patted the door of the tofu workshop, but there was no sound in the tofu workshop. Cai Weixiang said: It's okay if you don't let me in. I'm hungry, give me a bowl of tofu. Then I said, I'll tell you, see how scared you are.

There are still some rumors in the village, saying something very low-level and inferior. But Chun Cai is already like this, although there are some rumors, it has not caused any waves. Besides, Cai Weixiang is the daughter of the branch secretary after all, and people have been circulating it in private for a few days, and no one has said anything anymore.

Cai Weixiang was gone. Some people say that she ran away with a young man who had come to the village on a motorcycle to collect his hair.

Later, Chuncai had a very prosperous time, and he even had a woman.

After the implementation of land contracting in the village, his tofu workshop was rapidly expanded. At that time, Lao Hu, who was the mayor of the town, was anxious to find a "10,000 yuan household" as a model, and he found Chuncai's head after looking for it. Back then, Lao Hu, who was about to shoot him with a gun, had to deign to come to the village again and again to mobilize him to be a "model". Lao Hu said: Chuncai, Comrade Chuncai, yes, yes, it's really not a deal.

But Chun didn't go. Spring is very difficult. Chuncai was busy in the tofu factory, checking the heat for a while, and greeting the people who sent bean sprouts for a while...... No matter what the old nonsense said, he didn't say a word, and he didn't open the scoop with his gourd. Lao Hu followed behind him and kept reasoning with him. Lao Hu said: Chuncai, Chuncai, the county magistrate wants to hang flowers for you. Cross draped in red, across the horse parade streets, what a glory! Go ahead. Go ahead. Let's push you one in the whole township, who will go if you don't go? I still want to go, but I don't have the qualifications...... Lao Hu walked and walked, and was accidentally squeezed into the millway. He had a big belly and was stuck by the grinding disc, so he couldn't squeeze it through it, and he became angry all of a sudden:, such a good thing, I still have to beg you?!

Chuncai was silent.

Later, Lao Hu went to find Lao Cai angrily. In the brigade headquarters, Lao Hu said: Lao Cai, what's the matter with the turtle? Why don't you serve dog meat?! The old uncle said, "You do the work." Old nonsense: My throat is dry, my tongue is grinded, he still holds the gourd and doesn't open the scoop, you do this job! The old uncle said, "I can't either." You bind him, you bind him. Lao Hu was stunned for a moment and said: Tie him up? The old uncle said, "Tie up." I don't care about it this time, you tie him up. Lao Hu blinked and said, "Oh, this bastard, do you still hate me?" Then...... It's the situation. The old uncle said: Then what do you say?

Lao Hu was angry, and stomped his feet at the brigade headquarters and said: Fuck, you can't enter the temple gate with a pig's head? Let him make a fortune on a dog's day, I still have to beg him?!

The old uncle said: If he insists on not going, forget it. Besides, he's a sincere man. I calculated it for him, and after a year, he would earn seven or eight thousand, not enough for ten thousand......

Lao Hu said: Why is it not enough? What about donkeys? What about grinding? and the harvest in the field...... This is the task. He walked around the brigade headquarters with his hands behind his back and said, "If you don't go, you can't do it." The name has been reported. If you don't go, the boss will think that our Yinghe Town is cheating, which is a matter of a township's reputation...... So be it. Lao Cai, you go. You go to him.

The old uncle said: This is not appropriate, right? What I want is a 10,000-yuan household that grinds tofu, and I don't know how to grind tofu. In case you leak your mouth, you can't smash the pot.

Lao Hu said: In this case, let his daughter-in-law go. He said he was sick. Let his daughter-in-law carry him away.

The old uncle smiled bitterly and said: The eggs are gone, where is the daughter-in-law?

Old nonsense: Really? A no-egg, what the is he? Don't ask him, you go. What a good thing, give 10,000 dollars!

The old uncle's eyes lit up: Rich?

Lao Hu said: No, the prize is 10,000!

The old uncle said, "Go." This has to go.

Lao Hu said: This matter is up to you. Whoever it is, it has to be famous to go personally. Lao Hu scolded when he left: It's really dog meat not on the table!

The old uncle squatted in the tofu workshop for half the night, and then said to Chuncai: "Well, this tofu workshop, it's time to add some equipment." Chuncai said: I think so too. I've inquired, a set of equipment for 10,000, where is the money? The old uncle said: I'll solve the money for you...... Chuncai said: Really? The old uncle said: Is this still false? I'll go with you. In the end, after the mobilization of the old uncle, Chuncai still went. Chuncai is not stupid.

On that day, my aunt's father accompanied Chuncai to the county seat and lived in the guest house of the county party committee. That evening, the county magistrate came to the guest house to visit everyone. The county magistrate went from house to house to look at one by one, and the old uncle led the spring to come early, so he lived in the first room arranged by the county. As soon as the county magistrate entered the door, he held Chuncai's hand and said, "Old Duan, right?" The old section of Wujiapo in the west of the city, the pig king, you raise pigs well! Chuncai twitched his hand and said: I ...... No. The county magistrate sighed, slightly embarrassed, still holding Chuncai's hand and said: Then you are an old horse, the mushroom king! Chuncai said again: No. No. The county magistrate looked back at the director of the office and said: Oh, I understand, you are the old man, the king of vegetables, the king of vegetables, good, the greenhouse! Chuncai said again: No...... At this time, the old uncle said on the side: County Magistrate Ma, we are Wuliang in Yinghe Town, and he grinds tofu. The county magistrate looked down at the form in his hand, and said with a smile: I said, there is a smell of beans, your name is Chuncai, right? Chuncai said: Yes. This time, although he was right, the county magistrate was no longer interested, and said: Okay! Rest, rest.

After all the ten "kings" had seen it, in the aisle, the county magistrate said angrily: What are you doing? Not in any order? Who's Number One, exactly? Isn't it the old paragraph written on the table, "Mushroom King"? The director of the office hurriedly explained: Wuliang came early, and the housing was not in order...... The county magistrate said: You are seriously derelict in your duties. It's a mess. Are the horses ready? The chief of staff said: It's all ready. The county magistrate walked a few steps, then turned back and said: That one, the one who lives in 201, what's it called? The director of the office was busy saying: Chuncai, Wuliang, Wu Chuncai. The county magistrate said: Tomorrow, let him go first. The director of the office said: This number was originally arranged as the "mushroom king". The county magistrate said: Change. "Tofu King", let's "tofu". You don't see, that mushroom is a squint. Don't make some crooked melons and cracked dates, make people laugh!

The next day, the county magistrate personally came forward to give the ten "rich champions" selected by the county wearing red flowers and parading the streets. In front of the county government, gongs, drums, cymbals, firecrackers, and the county magistrate gave the ten "rich champions" one by one to wear red and hang flowers...... There was a police car slowly driving in front of him, followed by a team of horses wearing red flowers. Ten high-headed horses borrowed from the horse farm are lined up, and the one-colored jujube red horses are all oily and smooth. Sure enough, Chuncai was allowed to ride on the first horse at the front, and the county magistrate Ma personally took the reins and pulled the horse into stirrups for Chuncai...... I saw that the spotlights were flashing all around, and the reporters took a lot of photos around.

I wonder how it feels to ride a horse in Haruka? My old uncle told me that when Chun had just gotten on the horse, he was still a little restrained, a little embarrassed, dizzy, his hands and feet were not obeying, and his body was crooked and he almost fell off the horse. But as he walked, his head slowly raised to the cheers of the people. Later, under the repeated signals of the county magistrate, he also learned to straighten up and began to wave to the cheering crowd. Chuncai still didn't smile when he beckoned, and he was as serious as a general participating in a military parade...... These are all things that my old uncle told me later.

Chuncai probably never dreamed that he would become the first person in the county to enjoy the streets! He rode on the tall horse, the cross was draped in red, and amid the earth-shattering sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums, the county magistrate personally led the reins through the entire county street...... Then, in full view of everyone, he stepped onto the stage and received a red envelope of 10,000 yuan from the county magistrate.

Objectively speaking, Chuncai was not the richest man in the county that year, and he could not even be regarded as the richest "10,000 yuan household" in Yinghe Town, but because of his good image, he was the first person in the street of Kufu. At this point, all the spotlights were on him. For a time, the glorious image of Chuncai cross-cloaked red and cross-horse parade on the street has been published in various newspapers in the province and even the whole country......

Then, there are things that Haru didn't think of. After "Zhuang Yuanlang" returned to the village, from the third day, like a meeting, hundreds of girls rushed to Wuliang Village from all directions one after another. There are those who set up bicycles, some who ride bicycles, and some who walk; Some came with their families, and some came alone; There are people in the city, some in the countryside, some are female students who have just graduated from college, and some are from Sichuan, thousands of miles away...... They are all here to go on a blind date. They all had a newspaper in their hands, and the newspaper published a photo of Chuncai riding on a tall horse!

That's a great picture. The provincial newspaper reporter took the spring cai who was riding on a horse, wearing a cross in red, and wearing a big red flower on his chest as a "contemporary hero"! The story of "Tofu King" has gone through the reporter's reasonable exaggeration, intentional prospects, and the so-called "anti-trend" and other deeds forced from the mouth of the old uncle...... This is like re-plating, which immediately attracted the attention of the whole society.

Wuliang Village has never been so lively. The front of Chuncai's tofu workshop was full of people, and the beamless women were as happy as the Chinese New Year, they borrowed a dozen benches from primary school, and brought tea bottles and tea bowls from home, so that the girls who came from a long way could drink tea...... Everyone shouted outside the door: Cai, the blind date is here, open the door!

Chuncai only showed his head at the window, and when he understood the reason for the matter, he locked himself in the room and did not open the door when anyone called him.

At this time, the old uncle had to come forward in person. The old uncle took all the girls who came to the blind date to the courtyard of the village committee, arranged for them to cook, and let them eat a bowl of hot tofu mixed with green onions, ginger, garlic, small grinding sesame oil and other ingredients...... After the girls were full, the old uncle told them about Chuncai's physical shortcomings separately. This is a mouth-stopping. Under the repeated questioning of the girls, the old uncle's spit was dry, and it was only then that they could barely understand "that" thing.

The girls who came to the blind date listened, and some left immediately. Some still didn't believe what the old uncle said, and insisted on seeing Chuncai. They had newspapers in their hands, and they didn't believe that the handsome man on the newspaper and on a tall horse could be such a person? Others took the initiative to go to the village to inquire about the situation, and asked again and again...... Then I knew the afterword, and then I went sadly.

Just like this, one after another, girls kept coming to the door...... It lasted for about a month. The people of Wuliang Village have also been lively for more than a month in infinite exclamation and surprise. The men's eyes are so hot that they can't wait to cut off their own things, so it's so decent! When the women met, they all shook their heads and said, "What a good girl they are!"

What is surprising is that after understanding all the circumstances of Chuncai, there is still a girl who is willing to stay. The girl's name was Megumi. Huihui said that he was from Hebei, and if he said yes, he decided that Chuncai was good, and he didn't want anything, and he didn't want anything...... Just as the old uncle explained the situation again and again (implicitly and explicitly) and persuaded her to leave, the girl named Huihui cried.

Huihui cried and told her old uncle about her life experience, saying that she had been married once in her hometown in Hebei, and only after getting married did she find out that her husband was a gambler and ruined the whole family. The gambler was not only a gambler, but also a drunkard, and when he drank alcohol, he beat her and beat her to death...... She resolutely refused to live with that person, she was divorced and ran out of the house. She said that as long as she is not beaten, she is willing to wait for Chuncai for the rest of her life. These words moved the old uncle, so he went to do the work of Chuncai. Chuncai still doesn't spit out.

The old uncle said: I am in charge, let the people stay first, and try.

Chuncai didn't speak, and he didn't open the door......

Unexpectedly, this fat girl named Huihui, who looked white and clean, waited in front of the tofu shop for three days, and took the initiative to go to his house regardless of whether Chuncai wanted it or not. She inquired about the courtyard of Chuncai's house, so she entered Chuncai's house generously. After entering the door, she picked up a broom and swept the floor, and then cooked, washed and did everything, and combed Chuncainiang's hair for three days...... Xide Chuncai Niang kept crying, that was tears of joy.

After that, Chuncai Niang personally took Huihui to open the door of Chuncai Tofu Workshop...... At first, no one in the village believed that Megumi would live a good life with Chuncai. There are also some good people who quietly stare at Huihui, and they saw that since she entered the tofu factory, Chuncai didn't speak, and she didn't say anything, so she worked silently...... There is a table in Chuncai's tofu factory, and the table has drawers, and in the drawers there are accounts and money for selling tofu, but Huihui never goes to the table.

It is said that when there were only two people left in the tofu shop, Haru finally spoke. Chuncai said: You better go.

Megumi said: I won't go. I can see that you are a good person. As long as you don't beat me, I'm willing to serve you for the rest of my life.

Chuncai took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and said: You take this money, buy a ticket, and go.

Megumi didn't look at the money at all, and Megumi said with tears in her eyes: I escaped from home, and I have nowhere to go.

Chuncai has no choice......

Since Hui Hui entered the tofu factory, Chuncai's days are no longer so plain, and his days have begun to have some color. Every evening, people see a rope pulled up in front of the tofu factory, and the rope is tied with Huihui's washed clothes, which is like a flag for life, and the flag is fluttering in the wind.

Sometimes, Megumi would bring the two of them to eat outside the tofu shop, just like two small bites. Huihui also kept putting vegetables in Chuncai's bowl...... And when they saw it, they said, "How good."

Later, day by day, people saw that the clothes worn by Chuncai were washed cleanly, and they saw that this woman was doing all the work in the tofu factory, busy inside and out, and the accounts were clear, and she was really Chuncai's best helper. And the people believed. One by one, they all said: Chuncai is really out of the nest of blessings. Some people also said that God took pity on him and sent a "frog princess" to rescue him? People say good things about Megumi.

Every evening, Huihui has to go back to the village to wash Chun Cai's feet, pinch her feet, and pluck her ears...... People didn't think she would know how to do this craft, and they all said that Huihui was really filial.

The business of Chuncai Tofu Factory is also getting hotter and hotter. Many people from Sixiang came to see the "new daughter-in-law", and they bought tofu with them. Everyone knew that the woman had come by herself, and they wanted to see what she looked like. Huihui is not afraid of being watched. People saw it and said privately: Such a good girl, marry one...... Isn't it a loss?

Chuncai's mother has always been Chuncai's heart. Three months later, Chuncai's mother called Chuncai and Huihui to her house and said to the two: It's been so long, if there is nothing, let's do it, right?

Spring is not silent.

Chuncai Niang asked: Huihui, what do you say?

Hui Hui said: As long as Brother Cai doesn't dislike me, of course I will. Don't be extravagant, just get a certificate.

Chun Cai Niang was very satisfied with what she heard. Say, then I'll find someone to watch it. Let's do it after the fall. Such a good daughter-in-law can't be too saving, and the money must be spent. What do you say, cai?

Chuncai said: I listen to my mother.

Chuncai Niang said again: Huihui, you're just afraid that you have to go back and issue a certificate, right?

Huihui said: Mother, prove that you can open it whenever you want, don't be in a hurry.

In this regard, Chun Cai Niang went to Shangshu Li and asked someone to show her, and the date was set on the seventh day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar.

However, when the summer was about to pass, Megumi disappeared on a very ordinary day......

Later, people recalled that early in the morning, Su Mei, the daughter of the Guosheng family, called Megumi to go into the city together, saying that she wanted to tear a piece of fabric to make clothes. Hui Hui was reluctant to go at first. Su Mei said, go, sister-in-law, go. Hui Hui looked back at Chuncai, and Chuncai also said: Go, you should also buy a few clothes. Megumi went with So-mei. Before leaving, Huihui also said: Erkui's family wants ten catties of tofu, and the money is in the drawer. Chuncai said: Got it.

It wasn't until dusk that So-mei came back alone. She said the two were separated in the mall...... At this time, people wondered if Megumi had run away.

People counted, Hui Hui stayed in Wuliang for a total of one hundred and one days. If she did run, then she was too scheming. It was a hundred days, how many days and nights, she walked around in front of people, why didn't she see it? If she is really a liar, a woman, she is too good at hiding. That night, a village of people was shouting...... The old uncle felt guilty, and the old uncle rang the bell and wanted to mobilize the whole village to find it. At this time, Haru only came out of a dark shadow. Chuncai said: No need to look for it.

This is very vague, and no one knows what the reason is. Some people say: No, right? Megumi is not such a person. People chased after Su Mei and asked questions, and Su Mei said: When the two broke up, she also said that if they got separated, they would wait at the lighthouse. People ask again: Are you waiting? Su Mei said: Wait. I waited until it was dark. People are babbling and saying, look, look? Are you stupid? She, she, she, she, have long since run away! Some people say that the monk can't run to the temple if she runs away, isn't she from Hebei? Look for her! Some said: Hebei? Where is Hebei?

This question stopped everyone. No, the border of Hebei is bigger.

It was only then that people learned that Megumi had taken all the money. The reason why Hui Hui stayed for so long was to find out where Chuncai put his money, and Chuncai had been grinding tofu for so many years, and his money was all in one place...... Now, there are only five dollars left in the tofu shop. The five dollars were in the drawer.

Su Mei was speechless, and suddenly said: Her bag is still there.

When the people ran there, the door of the Chuncai Tofu Workshop was closed...... That Huihui's bag Chuncai had already opened it and looked at it, and the bag contained a bag of straw paper. It seems that this is indeed a trap!

The eyes of a village are all in the eyes of the eagles! You say how frustrating it is. The old uncle got on the car and was about to go to the town's police station to report the case, but was stopped by Chuncai. Chuncai said: Don't blame people.

Soon, a sign was hung in front of the tofu factory, which read: No matter whether you are close or not, you will not be credited.

Since then, for almost a decade or two, Harumai has been grinding tofu.

…… Later, when I returned to the village again and saw Chuncai, he had completely changed his appearance and became a wrinkled little old man.

At this time, Chun Cai Niang had already passed away. Nominally, he now lives with his brother, sister-in-law, and nephews.

A few years ago, I heard that his tofu factory had expanded and occupied a large area of land in the town. The tofu workshop is not just grinding tofu, he entered a set of machines for the production of yuba, and set up a factory in the town to produce soy products, producing bean curd and thousands of zhang, which used to be very prosperous. For a while, he built a three-story house for his brother's family on the basis of the factory that produced soy products. The house is covered with porcelain tiles inside and out, and there are refrigerators and sofas in the house...... Flowers were also planted in the yard. For a while, he was known as the "Tofu King".

But I was surprised to say that for some reason he had retreated back to the village. I met Chuncai in the old workshop at the head of the village. When I saw Chuncai again, he was already a little old man. His face was still sallow, and his fingers were yellow, which was smoked. Chuncai used to not smoke, but now he smokes. But it looks like it's doing a lot of business. There seemed to be something mixed in his gaze, something I couldn't tell, like a little squint, and there was a very bright spot in the corner of his eye. When he saw me, he opened his mouth first, and he said, "Come back, smoke a cigarette." As I handed over the cigarette, I took it with some surprise and asked, "Business is good?" He said lightly: Make do.

Time can transform people, and people really change. This time, Chuncai took the initiative to tell me that when he ran a soybean processing factory in the town, the business was okay at first. Later, seven soybean product processing factories named "Tofu King" were set up around at once, and seven of them squeezed him out, and his business was not as good as day by day, and he failed. Now, he's in debt.

I asked him why? He said indignantly: They are all fakes! No one really wants it. They also advertise everywhere, and the packaging is good...... Then, he said very commercially: they are OEM, I can't fight them.

Then he said the name of a trademark, and I said oh and said, "This brand is very loud, and it is advertised everywhere."

He said: "The fake ones are all printed by the printing house." As long as you spend money, you can print anything.

Then, he said with some sadness: no matter how good things are, no matter how adulterated, no one wants them. I can't sell my good stuff, no one wants it. Later, he said, "Look at this yuba, what a good yuba, no one wants it." The people in the city admit the fake, eat the deception, and only when it is fake, will anyone want it. The good yuba that is really ground out is a little dark and yellow. But the people in the city prefer Huang Liangliang. It's all colored, with additives, and with a layer of wax.

I was surprised and asked: still wax?

He said disdainfully: Up. Those factories in the town, every one of them, no one wants them.

I asked: How do you know they're all waxed?

Then, he burst into laughter. I haven't seen him smile in years...... He pursed his lips and said with a smile: You know, the eighth is unemployed.

I hesitated, I couldn't remember: Eight? Which old eight do you say?

He said: Old eight, you don't remember?

After he reminded me, I finally remembered that in the early years, there was a rat poison seller in the neighboring village, who spread a red cloth in the market town all the year round and set up a stall to sell rat poison. His rat poison is called "Eight Steps Broken Gut San". But as far as I know, there were two "old eights". One is for the sale of rat poison. One is my teacher's nickname. I don't know which one he's talking about.

He said: It's not the old Du who returned to the city...... It's the one in town who sells rat poison.

He said: I have been to see their factory, I have seen it in every family. They certainly won't say he's fake. But there were no rats in the tofu factories in the town.

He said it so vaguely that I didn't quite understand what he meant......

He said: Although Lao Ba has sold rat poison all his life, he doesn't understand rats. At least not I understand. In the early years, I talked to rats. At night, at midnight, the rat came out of its hole and crawled on the head of my bed......

At this time, I suddenly felt a little cold on my body. He said: There are no rats in their tofu shop.

He said it too simply, jumpy, and wondered who "they" meant? He said: "Rats are the smartest.

Chuncai's hair is completely white. The white-haired Harucai has become a very talkative person. He sat there, staring into the distance, talking incessantly.

Today, Chuncai still runs a small tofu factory with only one plate of grinding.

Chuncai has to pay off his debts every year, and pay off the debts he owed when he opened a soybean products processing factory in the town. Although his tofu workshop is small, the business is okay, and the people in the surrounding villages still eat the tofu he makes. Because it is known that his soy products are not adulterated. The fakes in town, the bright things, were sold out of town one by one.

Suffice it to say that when he lived to the end of his life, his life was still stuck at one point.

He's a tough loser.

Because he is honest.

Let me tell you, to this day, I still hold in my hand the seven "white strips" that my uncle wrote to me in some years to promote Chuncai's soy products. Judging from the time, some of them were written after his death, and some of them were written after his death, which were later entrusted to me. The first sentence of each "white strip" is: Seeing words is like faces.