Next to Uncle Hehe's house, except for a few dry black trees, it is a stinky river. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, it is called "Sorrowful River".

At least that's what is recorded in the local county annals.

I don't know which genius literati invented it, sentimental, purely full of food, probably has the meaning of "a river of spring water flows eastward"?

However, it came to the mouths of the villagers.

It became a "stinky river".

In fact, the water is not smelly, sparkling, there are fish and shrimp, in fact, it is still full of clear.

However, the villagers have the ability to do this, completely ignoring the essence of the matter, and always changing everything according to their needs.

They have the ability to equalize what flies in the sky, what swims in the river, what runs on the ground, and everything that the world presents.

They will never believe that Wang Baochuan has been guarding the cold kiln for 18 years.

I don't want to explore the beautiful lyrics of "The Legend of the West Chamber" and "The Second Sister of Wang".

All the villagers care about is the story full of lewdness.

After that, imagine a little bit.

A little bit to enrich.

A little bit to expand.

Until the information is detailed, the details are in place, and the outline is clear, until the illegitimate child appears.

They were satisfied.

Later, when Yun Poyue tried to recall the small river that twisted and wound around her hometown, what stood out in her impression was not that men were tired and bent over you, but that women were also worried about you.

Instead, they can't laugh or cry.

Actually, everyone had a great time.

Under the black tree at the head of the village, in the evening, the men carried broken low stools and cranked large pu fans, three, three, five, five, three, five, three, five, five, three, five, three, five, five, three, five, five, three, five Grinning and baring their big yellow teeth, they exchanged wonderful experiences with each other.

People who take a bath twice a lifetime abound in the village.

There is almost no one who brushes his teeth once in a lifetime.

So in a stinky smell, the men began to exchange Wang Baochuan who had been obscene last night.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

That kind of big, only a fool would say.

The ability of the people of Stinky Water Village is association and analogical reasoning.

By people and things, or by things and people.

It is also mixed with a lot of poet-like leapfrog thinking.

One moment it is as good as it can be, and the next it is the animal world.

Moreover, the villagers are not only extremely imaginative, unprecedented, but also enthusiastic, and like to make ideas for others. Especially for women who are in love with men, can't sleep all night, and stay alone in an empty room. At the same time, he will make up for and correct the shortcomings of screenwriters and writers with a positive and irrepressible enthusiasm.

Therefore, Yun Poyue has always thought that these people are farming, supporting boats, and fishing in the wrong industry.

They should apply for the copyright and everyone should go to create "Golden Vase Plum"!

On the right bank of the stinky river, there are rows of village women washing clothes.

They sat on the bluestone, the cat bent down, and washed their clothes vigorously with honey locust liquid.

People stand in the direction of the black tree, look down, condescending, and the laundry man hooks his head hard, and what catches his eye is often the round buttocks of rows of women.

Some are as strong as mountains, some are delicate and plump, and some are slightly shy.

The butt is naturally pleasing to the eye.

But Yun Poyue was too young at that time, just a hairy child, and from the age of twelve to fifteen, he had never been able to sublimate the meaning of his ass. Seeing the mountain is the mountain, and seeing the water is the water.

Or throughout his life, he did not elevate a woman's ass to a philosophical, aesthetic, ethical perspective.

Meaning is often like this.

Or never has been.

Yun Poyue had only been to the river with her mother once, shortly after her father's death.

The mother walked down the dock with a basket of clothes to be washed.

He followed.

Come to the river.

Mother scrubbed her clothes, but Yun Poyue was like an isolated crane, standing behind rows of buttocks.

Women are always idle.

Compared with those whimsical men who eat in the bowl and look at the pot, and have a long way of thinking, the creative technique of women is generally revolutionary realism.

Women don't like to make kites, and kite flying is pretty much the same.

Because the thread can be pinched in her own hands.

As for floating in the sky, she was afraid that the thread would not be able to hold on, and one day it would suddenly break.

Men don't care.

Where are you willing to float?

Laughing rivers and lakes.

Let it go.

It would be better if it fell from the sky and fell into another woman's bed!

The sixth aunt, who was as fat as a hippopotamus, bent her thick body and beat her clothes with a mallet, looked at Wang's daughter-in-law who had been married for less than four months, blinked, and asked, "One night, how many times?"

Wang's daughter-in-law's face turned red.

The movement is immediately unnatural.

The old sister-in-law Li, who was accustomed to seeing stitches and needles next to her, took over the topic: "What is there to be ashamed of? Aren't you shy? Why did you just want to be happy at that time and didn't feel ashamed? I'm afraid, even women have to pass this hurdle." We just got married, and that living king is like this, and as soon as he comes up, he will be rude......

Obviously, this imaginative, enthusiastic and energetic topic cannot be brought into full play by the newly married daughter-in-law Wang. So the sixth aunt turned her target to Lao Li's sister-in-law, and teased: "I think you are still willing, but later you complied." Now it's a rake, and don't you push it all on other people?"

Ginger is still old and spicy.

Don't look at Lao Li's sister-in-law who doesn't say anything on weekdays, wilt, it's more serious at the critical moment. I saw her squinting her eyes and curling her lips, and she sighed: "I am willing, I am willing to cry for half a night?"

Now it was the turn of the sixth aunt to be uneasy.

The women on the riverbank laughed as they heard this.

Since the news of the sixth aunt's first school practice and the newlywed night crying bed like a super nuclear bomb detonated with a bang in the sky over the small village, after more than ten years, its shock wave is still hovering and echoing.

Exciting.

At that time, this incident was out-and-out on the "Stinky Water Village" No. 10,000 Honor List.

The click-through rate is one thousand percent.

It is said that an old bachelor with a bad heart heard about it and turned his back on the spot.

When the women met, they looked nervous: "Do you hear, on the night I entered the cave room, who cried and made trouble in the middle of the night, and woke up the in-laws in the other room......"

When the men met, their expressions were relatively complicated, as if they were sour, like envy, and obviously had some shortcomings: "Didn't you make your wife bed? It seems that your skills are not good." ”

Then one to ten, ten to hundred.

Spread at an astonishing rate of the Great Plague.

Later, even the eighty-year-old grandmother on the street stopped her crutches when she saw the sixth uncle, leaned over and asked, "What's the matter, I heard that your daughter-in-law cried for half the night?"

made the sixth uncle disgraced and fled in embarrassment.

And the specific reason why the sixth aunt cried her nose, according to the research of the old and young ladies in the village who are enthusiastic, enthusiastic, enthusiastic, eager, eager and enthusiastic, the current version has reached one hundred and thirty-eight. It is difficult to make a judgment on which is true and which is false.

I'm afraid that even if the most famous master of evidence in history comes, he can only sigh and stare at the circle.

This is exactly what it is:

It's like a fine wine, and it lasts for a long time.

All kinds of tastes, long aftertaste. (To be continued.) )