Chapter 121: The Little Squirrel Steals the Egg
Ah Zhong followed Cuihua to the courtyard outside the door, looking at the sky in the distance, the sunset reflected the red sky. The sun is about to set. Listening to the melodious drum sound not far away, along with the elegant drum music, countless birds flew from the depths of the mountain, and the birds flying in the sky gradually blocked the sunset in the sky.
Cuihua supported her waist with her left hand, held the thin bamboo strip in her right hand, and Ah Zhong held a big wooden stick in her hand, they quietly looked into the distance, listening to the sound of "dong dong" drums from the valley, watching the birds hovering in the air, and listening to the sound of "coo", "coo" and "chirping".
Cuihua seemed to remember something, and said loudly, "It's not good!" Pulling up Ah Zhong and running back, running into the room, and said loudly: "Quickly block all the doors and windows, and don't let those birds in." ”
Ah Zhong was desperately busy in the room. The bed, the table, the stool, all were used, but there were two holes in the wall, one was facing the inner room, it didn't matter, but the hole where the boar flew out was facing outward.
Cuihua sat down and sat quietly in the center of the hall. Facing the door, sit cross-legged, with your heart upward, and draw air into your body.
Ah Zhong was busy and asked loudly, "Why is this?"
Cuihua shouted, "This is witchcraft, it is the art of exorcism, they want to drive these birds and beasts of the mountains to attack us. Don't let those birds in, don't let those birds come and kill them. That's cruel!"
Ah Zhong: "Cuihua, the house is dilapidated, and it is difficult to block it. The only way to do that is to stay in the inner room. ”
Cuihua: "Okay, you get ready first. I'm going to find a way to stop them?"
Ah Zhong: "How to be?"
Cuihua: "I don't know, I just know that it's a sound drum, and the drummer uses the drum to drive the birds and beasts in the mountains. ”
Ah Zhong: "Since they can use the sound of drums to drive birds and beasts, then we should also find a way to use sound to drive these birds and beasts so that they don't come?"
Cuihua: "How do you drive it? I won't. ”
Ah Zhong: "It's simple, we also make a voice to tell those birds and beasts not to come." ”
Cuihua: "How can I tell me?" ”
Chung: "We make a sound, break his original music, so that the birds and beasts do not understand their drums." ”
Ah Zhong brought a pot from the stove and put it on the ground, took a small wooden stick, and sat down next to her. Cuihua began to teach him the basic method of inducing qi into the body and cultivating true qi.
Cuihua sighed and spoke: "Hey, it's too late, you can practice slowly by yourself." ”
Because, Cuihua had already heard the sound of footsteps not far away, the footsteps of wild boars, and the footsteps of gray wolves, and countless animals were rushing towards here in the sound of drums.
Cuihua began to sing, humming loudly. The humming sound was high-pitched and powerful, piercing through the drums and into the sky.
Cuihua's voice is very good, very wonderful, but she works as a female worker at home all day long, she has never read a book, she doesn't understand music, she doesn't know how to sing, she has heard those nursery rhymes in Maoshan Mountain, but she doesn't remember. The only thing she could do was to open her voice and hum "uh-huh" loudly.
The song did work, the sound outside was much quieter, and the birds were much quieter, but the song was really hard to hear.
Ah Zhong looked at her and said, "Can you sing some nice songs? For example, the nursery rhymes of our childhood." ”
Cuihua: "I won't!"
Ah Zhong looked at her and said, "Sing our childhood nursery rhymes." ”
Cuihua: "I won't ......"
Cuihua wanted to say something, but the words stopped at the end of her mouth. Because she saw that Ah Zhong was looking at her affectionately.
This is the most difficult time for me, I have become a in the village who is scolded by thousands of people, a woman who does not abide by women's morals and morals, and despises others. On this day, when no one is paying attention, there is still such a man who accompanies him silently and is willing to give his life for himself. She sighed inwardly, feeling a deep sense of guilt. She felt so sorry for him. She regretted that she had done such a depraved thing with that dead ghost in the depths of the mountains that day. Otherwise, hey......
She remembered her childhood with him, and she remembered that they had sung a song together, a nursery rhyme "Little Squirrel Steals Eggs". Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared in her heart. She turned her head to look at him affectionately. In the midst of this smile, as she turned her head, she saw several small squirrels jumping into the hole that the boar next to him had flown out of. They jumped in through a gap between the wall and the table, and she counted one, two, seven in all.
The seven little squirrels were very strange, and jumped in, not afraid of people, as if they knew that they had no time to pay attention to them, and ran straight to the basket where the eggs were kept.
Just now, because he wanted to use the table to plug the hole that the wild boar flew out and crashed out, Ah Zhong put the basket on the table on the ground casually. There were seven eggs in the basket, which was the best tonic that Cuihua could bring out when she came out of the Ling family in the morning.
Cuihua watched the seven little squirrels jump to the basket and pick up the eggs and go outside, she smiled, smiled happily. She thought it was strange that all the animals were rushing here in the sound of the drums, but the seven little squirrels jumped in to steal the eggs while she was humming.
The hole that was knocked out by the wild boar flew out, although it was blocked by the table and left a slit enough for the little squirrel to enter and exit, but the hole was still a little high from the ground, and the first little squirrel jumped up with the egg, but failed to jump against the wall, and fell down, and the egg fell to pieces. The other six little squirrels all laid down their eggs and gathered around, and they chirped and screamed, whether to discuss how to get the eggs out, or to blame the little squirrel for being too careless, Cuihua didn't know, and couldn't know, but she could feel the eagerness with which we wanted to get the eggs out.
Ah Zhong also saw this scene, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
Cuihua smiled and began to sing her own new nursery rhyme "Little Squirrel Steals Eggs": "Little squirrel moves eggs, what should I do if I have a wall? I asked the squirrel what he was doing, and the squirrel asked me what to do? Pull it home to my mother, who wants to give birth to a fat doll. ”
The singing is beautiful, and the lyrics are beautiful. As she sang, she stood up and walked over, moved the table, and laid the eggs out of the wall one by one.
Stranger things happened, the seven little squirrels did not panic or run, but just stood there and listened to her singing, watching her put the eggs out of the wall one by one, and then they bowed together, slowly jumped over the wall, picked up the eggs and quickly disappeared into the coming night.