The sky is getting dark, and in the small village, everyone observes the ancient custom of sunrise and sunset, and the lights after dinner are like the last stars before sunrise. The peasant family that finally extinguished the lantern was not the richest family in the village, but the Zhang family, who were not wealthy in the village or had just enough to eat.

The head of the Zhang family is called Zhang De, an honest farmer, in addition to his own few acres of land, he also rents more than a dozen acres of land from the only landlord in the village, and the output in the field is not high. Seeing his mother-in-law's slightly bulging belly, Lao Zhang squatted on the ground, smoked the last few puffs of cigarettes in the pot, stood up and sighed, didn't say a word, knocked off the ashes and went to bed.

Six months later, Lao Zhang, who was standing outside the door, unconsciously clenched the cigarette stick with his wide-jointed hands due to perennial labor, and looked at the door nervously, wishing he could see through the door, and the sound of exhaustion in the door reminded him that his mother-in-law was struggling for his seventh child, and I don't know how long it took, a loud cry woke him up, and just about to open the door and rush in, the stable woman in the house blocked the door of the main room (the east room of my house is the main room).

"Congratulations to Zhang De, the joy of making Zhang, hehe" Wen Po's hand stretched forward slightly, Lao Zhang's hand stretched out into his arms and grabbed a copper coin, and slapped it in Wen Po's hand without counting it, and he didn't care about Wen Po's small and unnoticed hand movements, so he entered the main room, looked at his mother-in-law and the swaddling clothes in his mother-in-law's hand on the bed, his eyes were red unconsciously, and he stepped forward to hold his mother-in-law's hand.

"I'm sorry for you, Xiu Niang"

The woman didn't speak, nodded slightly, then frowned again, and then looked at the swaddling clothes, Lao Zhang followed the woman's gaze and also looked at the swaddling clothes, and his brows were also slightly wrinkled.

"Everything has me," Lao Zhang said, but the cigarette stick in his hand was clenched tighter.

The woman's eyebrows slowly soothed......

Lao Zhang's seventh child's nickname is not named for the time being according to the rules of the village, and the nickname is directly called Xiaoqi, and after the age of one, he will beg the old master in the village to teach the landlord's children, and the names of the other six children in the family are all like this.

With the arc of Lao Zhang's straight back slowly appeared, Zhang Xiaoqi was five years old, Zhang Xiaoqi's big name was Zhang Shengzhe, "Fu Wei Shengzhe's Mao Xingxi, Gou has to use this to go to the soil" The old master who taught at that time chanted such a sentence, and then Zhang Xiaoqi's name came into being, of course, Lao Zhang didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but when he heard the name with the saint Ah Zhe, he felt very learned, so he didn't care about the old master's drunkenness, and happily put down the air-dried wild boar legs, thanked the old master, and went home;

Zhang Xiaoqi has two elder brothers and four sisters, the eldest brother is called Zhang Wen, the second brother is called Zhang Wu, and there are the eldest sister Zhang Zhiwei, the second sister Zhang Huilan, the third sister Zhang Qiangrose, and the six-year-old fourth sister Zhang Miaoran;

The eldest brother Zhang Wen is seventeen years old this year and has been married for a year, the second brother Zhang Wu is fourteen years old this year, the eldest sister sixteen may be married to the Yin Shi family in the next village and will pass by the end of the year, the second sister is thirteen years old, and the third sister is eleven years old;

Zhang Xiaoqi was opening a pair of cunning big eyes at this time, lying on the grass not far from the landlord's cattle and looking at the sky in a daze, Xiao Qi's appearance was not like the tough face of the two elder brothers inherited from his father, but was closer to his mother's appearance, his facial lines were more feminine, and with those big eyes, he was extremely handsome;

With the sound of the docile old cow chewing grass roots, Zhang Xiaoqi thought about what he listened to in the classroom with the young master of the landlord's family today, and kept reminiscing, of course, the drowsiness of the young master of the landlord's family in the hall was not in his attention, and the old master didn't care if the only student was listening.

The old master's surname is Gan, as for the name, few people in the village know, of course Zhang Xiaoqi doesn't know, but there is no less respect for the deference, learning is an unattainable thing for everyone in the village, all the villagers tacitly choose to forget the origin of Gan Fuzi, just hope that when they have a time to use it, Gan Fuzi can open a respectful mouth to give a reasonable and appropriate statement, as for how to do it, everyone also has a tacit understanding to do their own thing, and Gan Fuzi will not care;

As for Zhang Xiaoqi's companion messenger, Lao Zhang went to Gan Fuzi and the landlord's house to ask for it, as for why, probably Lao Zhang felt that since Xiao Qi's name was holy and philosophical, he should know a few words, and he should be able to write his own name, otherwise how to call his own pork leg. As for going to the test to gain fame and the like, I don't have that concept in my mind at all, I should say that I live my own son, I don't think it's that material, not to mention that Zhang Xiaoqi can let Zhang Xiaoqi herd cattle for the landlord's family, and his own family can also borrow it to reduce the burden on his own family.

Everyone has their own secrets when they are young, or naïve or absurd hunting, often when they tell their parents, their parents will laugh at it, Zhang Xiaoqi also has his own secrets, when he saw the fourth sister Zhang Miao Ran telling his mother his secret, his mother just smiled and touched the fourth sister's head and said that he knew, Zhang Xiaoqi lost the desire to tell others, but Zhang Xiaoqi still felt that his secret would be surprising.

On the way of Zhang Xiaoqi herding cattle that day, the docile old cow did not go to the meadow in the valley along the path on the side of the mountain as before, and when he walked halfway there, there seemed to be something that scared the old cow for the old cow to bypass, and Zhang Xiaoqi's somewhat stubborn character couldn't stop the old cow from going around, so he could only let go of the reins and go with it, but Zhang Xiaoqi looked curiously in the direction of the mountain, but did not see the different places in the past, or the mountain, the tree, the grass, and some wild flowers that he couldn't name, bloomed very brilliantly, but the branches of the flowers and trees bent down and bowed their heads along one direction as if they were the most pious pilgrimage, and Zhang Xiaoqi looked at the direction of the lodging of flowers and trees, Zhang Xiaoqi clearly remembered that there was a cave halfway up the mountain, or the cave where the second brother took himself to pick up dry firewood to hide from the rain half a year ago, Zhang Xiaoqi looked at the old cow who took a detour hesitantly, and the words of his parents' admonition also appeared in his ears, Zhang Xiaoqi still felt very curious, and wanted to understand what was going on, "It's okay, half a year ago, the second brother took me to escape the rain in the cave, and it was not far from home, so I shouted at my father when I couldn't do it" Zhang Xiaoqi secretly cheered himself up and slowly took his own small steps;

This is not a high mountain, the people in the village call it Fengwei Mountain, as for why it is called so, the people in the village can't say why, just listen to the predecessors called it so, and the words have been passed down, as for the shape or something, it is simply the shape of the most ordinary mountain, of course, what shape of Fengwei has not really seen it, it is over, although the mountain is not high, but for Zhang Xiaoqi, who is only five years old, it takes a stick of incense to climb to the halfway up the mountain......