The third aunt said to her son, "You really have to exercise, exercise." ”

Is it reasonable to say that a young man's physical fitness is worse than that of an old man?

The old man is happy.

Don't look at their age, the elderly in the countryside, except for the more seriously ill, which one is worse than the young people? Some old people in their seventies and eighties still threw more than half an acre of grain a day, which is not a problem at all.

There are old people walking to the town, several kilometers! There is no rest.

"It's about exercising." Zhang Yaohua also echoed.

His original physique was not very good, but since he got the golden finger, coupled with the exercise he has been working for more than half a year since he went home, he has gradually caught up with ordinary people.

Zhang Yuanhang clamored for apples.

was rewarded by his mother with a chestnut.

"You can't eat until the old woman and the wife have eaten." Ah Zhen said.

There are a bunch of apples at home, and you are usually told to eat them, but you don't eat them, as if they have been poisoned. Now on this occasion, they are clamoring to eat apples.

Aren't you looking for a draw?

"Eat! The wife, the old woman will not blame. The old man said happily.

How could the old ancestor blame? On the contrary, I was very happy.

"Eat after worship! Zhang Yuanhang, don't make trouble! Zhang Yaohua said to him with a little seriousness.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Yuanhang immediately didn't dare to eat apples anymore. Nowadays, the uncle's words carry the most weight. After all, you can't offend your uncle if you offend anyone, otherwise you won't take him to play in the future.

Because apples, citrus, and the like are all auspicious numbers, and one less or one more is not good, so it is best not to eat them yet.

"Na! Eat this. Zhang Yaohua took a handful of wild fruits from the side and gave them to Zhang Yuanhang.

This kind of fruit is called sour vine fruit, and Zhang Yaohua used to eat it a lot, and it was sour. Not only the fruits can be eaten, but also the leaves and flowers can be eaten, and the taste is sour.

When the vine fruit is ripe, it will turn red, or even purple-red, and at that time it will be sweet and sour, which is very good, but the seeds are a little big.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten this." Zhang Yaowu also picked it up and even put it in his trouser pocket.

He doesn't eat it, he just wants to take it back and play with it. When I was a child, I used this fruit to make bullets, and I used bamboo to make a needle barrel and use it as a cannon barrel, which was very fun.

When they were young, they didn't have any toys?

That kind of bamboo gun is one of the children's favorite toys, it doesn't hurt much to hit people, it is not lethal, and adults will not stop it.

It can be said that the "bamboo barrel gun" has no soul without sour vine fruit.

"Bamboo barrel guns" have single shots and multiple shots.

To make a good "bamboo barrel gun", you need to be carefully selected in the materials. First of all, the bamboo tube should be relatively old; Secondly, the hole in the bamboo tube should be very round, the size should be consistent with the sour vine fruit, and then the firing pin must be hard enough, otherwise it will be very tolerant, and finally the firing pin should be about one centimeter shorter than the bamboo tube.

Zhang Yuanhang and Xuanxuan ate two of them, felt sour, and vomited.

However, when I saw that my uncle was picking it frantically, I thought it was a good thing and couldn't miss it, so I grabbed it.

Children are like this, no matter whether they can use it or not, anyway, if others have it, he must it.

The eldest aunt scolded: "Are you still young? ”

Is there a shame in it? Grab wild fruits with your nephew.

Zhang Yaowu sneered, slammed the one in his hand into Zhang Yuanhang's pocket, and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, it's okay, I'll teach you how to play when I go back." ”

After enough rest, everyone continued to set off.

Along the way, my cousin picked a lot of wild fruits.

Raspberries, for example, are a bit similar to strawberries, but their plants have thorns and hairs on their fruits, which are sweet and sour to eat. Wild fruits are all virtuous, and there is nothing particularly sweet.

I also saw wild kiwifruit, wild mangosteen, wild grapes, etc., but they were not eaten in this season, so I had to wait until autumn.

The grave of the grandmother is in Zhushan.

Zhang Yaohua and the others had expected that there would be bamboo shoots, but after arriving, they were still surprised when they saw the scene.

Around the grave, the bamboo shoots that can be seen everywhere, the height is already more than ten meters, and they have begun to shed their bamboo shoot shells, and the short ones have not broken the soil, only arching a small soil bag.

Within the scope of the tomb, there are more than 20 bamboo shoots in a rough count.

Spring bamboo shoots grow very quickly, and if you don't see them for a day, they may give you about five centimeters to grow.

"This is a problem."

In fact, bamboo roots are already found all over the ground. This is the horror of bamboo, which can quickly take over the entire mountain from one bamboo.

"That's right, dig some bamboo shoots and go back to eat."

Although spring bamboo shoots are not as sweet as winter bamboo shoots, they taste just as good after blanching.

Zhang Yaohua's mother said: "The mountains are full of bamboo shoots, there is no need to dig these up and eat them." ”

There are no taboos for the younger generation, and the older generation is very taboo about these things.

In the past, Zhang Yaohua and his family liked to go to the mountain twist not far from the grave to eat, it was big and sweet, and some people even fell into the coffin pit. The coffin bones inside have been transferred, but if the elders knew, they would definitely be beaten.

The next step is to repeat the previous process.

Weeding, earthening graves, placing offerings, burning paper money, worshipping, burning firecrackers......

When weeding, Zhang Yaohua also saw an iron cage in the grass next to him, which contained a very fat bamboo rat.

"The cannon is off, isn't it? In our village, he often plays with these things. Zhang Yaowei said to his eldest brother.

"Pick it up and let him feel the sinister of society." Zhang Yaowu said with a smile.

Zhang Yaohua patted him: "Go do your thing!" Engage in these. ”

What is the old six?

The old man began to tell stories again, this time about some of the old woman's life. This one is the old man's mother. Everyone listened quietly, trying to understand the ancestors.

"Dad, didn't you say that our grandma married two wives?" Zhang Yaohua's father asked.

I heard this news more than once before, but every year I worshipped only one.

Zhang Yaohua's uncle seemed to know the truth, but never told them. Zhang Yaohua's third uncle also asked before, but the uncle told him not to ask more.

I saw that the old man's face changed. 、

Seeing that Zhang Yaohua and the others were curious, the old man sighed and made his family affairs public.

He said to Zhang Yaohua's generation: "You originally had a wife, and there was also a pro-uncle, but your wife took your uncle away for some reason. ”

After so many years, there has been no news.

Before the old man's father died, he was still thinking about his eldest son, that is, the old man's eldest brother.

"Huh? That is, that woman took away the eldest son born to our mother-in-law? The fourth sister sorted out her thoughts.

"Hmmm! The woman who left had no children of her own. The old man said sadly.

Because of this, his mother died very early, and she died of depression.

Zhang Yaohua's father finally understood why the eldest brother always didn't let him ask.

"Work, work!" Zhang Yaohua saw the solemn atmosphere and quickly changed the topic.

(End of chapter)