Chapter 1 A cheap name is easy to feed
Zhang is called Hua, born on July 14, 1985 in the lunar calendar. The fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is the Midyear Festival. The Midyear Festival is commonly known as the Ghost Festival, and the ancestors are worshiped before this day every year in the countryside. Zhang Zhaohua's parents are farmers, and he is the eldest in the family, and he is also the youngest. Because the first child of the father and mother is a boy, according to the family planning policy, only one child can be born. On the dam of the Meiziao Reservoir, a very shocking slogan was written in lime: Ran away from the son to find Lao Tzu, ran away from Lao Tzu to demolish the house.
The reason why Zhang Zhaohua is called Zhang Zhaohua is because Zhang Zhaohua's grandparents think that it is easy to support them by taking a cheap name. To call Hana is to "call Hanako", which was originally just used as a nickname. Who knew that during the 90 census, Zhang's father and mother were not at home, and Zhang Dechun, the village party secretary, directly changed Zhang's nickname to a big name. People in the countryside are not so pretentious about their names, and their names are filled in the household registration book, and they don't have the heart to change their names. Zhang Zhaohua became Zhang Zhaohua's big name.
Originally, when Zhang Zhaohua was young, she was no different from ordinary rural children. Eating and drinking the same, coquettish with his father and mother, tyrannical with his grandparents, fighting and scolding with the little children in the village, stealing a dime from his parents to buy a popsicle to eat, Zhang Jiujin's grape vines are specially pinched and softened grape grains to eat, and digging birds' nests in the mountains...... It's the same, nothing special. But when Zhang Zhaohua was six years old, he experienced something different that completely changed the trajectory of his life.
Children from poor families are in charge of the family at an early age, and the children of Meiziao learn to help their parents with housework and farm work from an early age. Zhang Zhaohua is no exception. When he was five years old, he was responsible for cooking, sweeping the floor, pulling pigweed, collecting firewood, and herding cattle. It's not that Zhang Zhaohua is sensible early, but as long as the baby in Meiziao Village is not stupid or stupid, at this time, he has to do things.
The cattle are herded early in the morning, go up the mountain early in the morning, let them go for an hour or two, and go home for breakfast. We leave at four or five o'clock in the afternoon and come back when it gets dark. Cattle are the most precious livestock in the countryside. At that time, a family could not afford to raise a cow. It's all a few families who get together to raise a cow. A cow has to tend ten or twenty acres of land. If you want the cow to work, you have to feed the cow on a regular basis.
Of course, for the little children in Meiziao, the time of herding cattle may be a good time worth reminiscing for a lifetime. Because when herding cattle, as long as the cow is driven to the mountain, the little fart children can play unscrupulously. Of course, if the cow accidentally ran down from the mountain and ate a large piece of other people's seedlings, he would definitely chase him to his home and ask for compensation. It's inevitable that a good meal will be played. But the scars are good, and the pain is forgotten. By the next day, the little kids, who were alive and well-healed, would go their own way again.
Summer is the most enjoyable time for cattle herders. Although when I went out, my parents told me not to go down to the pond to take a bath. But in the mountains, the little kids are the monkeys who can turn the sky upside down.
The few little children who often herd cattle with Zhang Zhaohua are all in the same group and surname. However, although they are the same age, they are not of the same generation. In Plum Valley, there are often adults who call Uncle Wimp.
The dog baby is the oldest among the six people, and the rest of the people have to call him Uncle Eighteen. Jin Hu is, rich, small bolt, and Mancang are the same generation as Zhang Zhaohua.
Jin Hu is the eldest in the middle, two years older than Zhang Zhaohua, eight years old when the accident occurred, and only in the first grade. Man Cang is the youngest, one year younger than Zhang Zhaohua. Fugui is one year older than Zhang Zhaohua. The small bolt and the dog baby are as big as Zhang Zhaohua.
The day of the accident was the time of the Golden Tiger's summer vacation. In the seventh and a half months of the lunar calendar, it is not a few days before Zhang called Peanut Day.
During that period of time, I don't know what was going on, Zhang Zhaohua was very sleepy every day, and she yawned everywhere she went.
On the afternoon of the accident, as soon as she arrived in the mountains, Zhang Zhaohua couldn't even lift her eyelids, so she found a shade and fell asleep on the turf.
I don't know how long I slept, Zhang Jinhu ran over and kept pushing Zhang and calling flowers.
"Call flowers, call flowers, get up! Call flowers, call flowers, get up!"
Zhang Zhaohua's eyes couldn't be opened, her body moved, and she fell asleep again.
Zhang Fugui also ran over and pushed Zhang Zhuohua hard.
"Call flowers, call flowers, get up quickly, come with us to the bath. ”
This time, Zhang Zhaohua responded, "Okay." But the body moved, and he lay down and fell asleep again.
Then all five other children ran over and screamed.
"Call the flowers, get up!"
"Call Hua, come with us to the pond to fish. ”
"Call the flower, let's go. ”
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Zhang Zhaohua couldn't open his eyes, he didn't know why he was so sleepy. He could hear the voices of his friends very clearly, and he could even feel their movements, but he couldn't open his eyes anyway.
Zhang Zhaohua was finally woken up by his father Zhang Youping.
As soon as Zhang Youping came over, he lifted Zhang Zhaohua to his thigh and slapped Zhang Zhaohua's ass with a crackle.
Zhang Zhaohua was in pain to death, and then he woke up, and when he saw Zhang Youping, he knew that he was in trouble, and he thought that the buffalo he was watching ate other people's crops.
"Daddy. I will never dare to sleep when the cattle are herded again. Mother, come and help me. I couldn't help but go to sleep. Zhang called Hua Wow Wow and cried. He didn't know exactly what was going on.
Zhang called the flower lady Liu Qiaoye immediately showed her amazing toughness like the old hen who was protecting the cub, "My cub didn't do anything wrong, what did you do to beat him?"
"Let's go out to herd the cattle together, and the golden tigers are gone. You let me meet their parents, how can I open my mouth?" Zhang Youping said bitterly.
"It was an accident. It's not the fault of the flowers. Liu Qiaoye's voice was much lower.
"Mother. Jinhu, what's wrong with them?" Zhang asked Huahua uncertainly. All he remembered was that the five of them kept calling him to take a shower, but he just couldn't open his eyes. If he hadn't been so sleepy, he would have gone to the pond to fish.
"Golden Tigers, they are all drowned. It's dark, and none of you have come home. It's a casual worker, and we're all looking for it. The cattle were found in the fish pond. Their clothes were laid on the shore. It took a long time to touch them all. It's been stiff for a long time. If we hadn't seen that your clothes weren't there, how would we have known to come here to find you!" Liu Qiaoye couldn't help but cry when she said this.
"Golden Tiger, they're not dead! Jin Hu, why don't you speak!" Zhang Zhaohua's words made Zhang Youping's back break out in a cold sweat.
Zhang Zhaohua looked to the side, and the five friends were sitting next to him, smirking at him one by one.