The feet are like roots, the legs are like the trunk of a tree, and the body is like a leaf. Homeopathic borrowing, such as dividing water, such as breaking bamboo. The water is sandy, and the bamboo is broken. Bamboo, both rigid and soft, horizontal is soft and difficult to break, and smooth is rigid into silk. If you break one end, you will inevitably go to the end. Therefore, this formula is called - like a bamboo. The first style of "Nine Styles" is also.

Wu Zheng, who couldn't suppress the surprise in his heart, put the sixty or seventy pounds of wolf that was killed on the back of the big green cow, although the big green cow was a little reluctant, Wu Zheng didn't care about it.

While driving the cattle in the direction of the village, I recalled in my mind all the details of the fight with the wolf just now, and corresponded to the description of the first form in "Nine Styles of the Sky", which is like a bamboo. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, if it weren't for the fear of being seen by outsiders, I might have tore my throat and yelled twice.

It was only when he drove the oxen to the edge of the village, and looked at the curling smoke rising from every house, and the moon that was almost full of the moon exposed in the eastern sky, and the original excitement disappeared without a trace.

Thinking of this time last year, there was a grandmother who accompanied him to eat moon cakes and admire the moon, Wu Zheng couldn't help but feel sad, and tears fell from his eyes.

When he returned to Luo Xudong's house, his eyes were still red. Fortunately, Luo Xudong was attracted by the dead wolf on the back of the big green cow, and did not find Wu Zheng's abnormality.

"Zheng'er, you hit?!"

"Grandpa, maybe this wolf is sick and can't run, otherwise how could I beat such a big wolf. ”

"Oh. ”

Hearing it, Luo Xudong's tone was a little suspicious.

"Zheng'er, what are you going to do with this wolf?"

This is the first time that Luo Xudong has asked Wu Zheng's opinion on the prey he brought back.

"Grandpa looked at it and dealt with it. I have no opinion. ”

Luo Xudong circled around the wolf on the ground twice, seemed to have made a lot of determination, and said to Wu Zheng:

"Why don't we skin the wolves, wash them clean, and send some wolf meat to every household?"

"Grandpa, can you get a share?"

"Yes, it's not just one hundred and twenty-five households, and each family still has a few taels of meat. ”

"Okay, grandpa rest, let me come. ”

The two of them worked hard for more than an hour before they finally divided the wolf meat into small pieces one by one. However, they did not deliver it immediately, but it was not until the next morning that the two of them went from house to house.

In the private school, Zhen Qingyi's house was sent by Wu Zheng, and it was not like other people's families who were just a few taels of meat, but a whole wolf hind leg. Another hind leg, Luo Xudong took the initiative and gave it to the village chief.

"Brother Qiu Zheng, what is this?"

Without waiting for Wu Zheng to answer, Zhen Qingyi said in surprise:

"Why does it look like a wolf's leg? Qiu Zheng, it won't be you killed again, right?"

"Sir, it's a wolf's leg indeed. However, this wolf may be sick and can't run, so I picked up a bargain. ”

Zhen Qingyi is not as easy to fool as Luo Xudong, obviously did not believe Wu Zheng's words, but he did not continue to ask, but said to Wu Zheng:

"Qiu Zheng will go back in a while, tell Brother Luo, and just say what I said, come here tonight to enjoy the moon. ”

"Sir, you can't always come here to bother, so don't do it. ”

"What is this, is it reasonable for me to eat the game you send me every time?"

"Honoring Mr. Filial Piety is as it should be. ”

"Brother Qiu Zheng, why do you only admit death?"

"Yes, Zheng'er, just listen to Mr. and go back and tell Uncle Luo. Otherwise, let Lian'er go over with you and say it. ”

"Hey, mother, I'll go with Brother Qiu Zheng to talk to Uncle Luo. ”

Qinglian followed Wu Zheng to deliver the remaining wolf meat from house to house before returning to Luo Xudong's small courtyard. After waiting for a while, Luo Xudong came back.

"Uncle Luo. ”

"Qinglian is here. ”

"Uncle Luo, Daddy asked me to invite Uncle and Brother Qiu Zheng to come over to admire the moon at night. ”

"What do you say, how can you always let Mr. break the bank?"

"Uncle said something outside again, why don't you go back and calculate the price of all the game sent by Brother Qiu Zheng and send it to Uncle Zheng?"

Saying that, Qinglian and Luo Xudong both laughed.

After a few more humble words, Luo Xudong finally agreed.

After lunch, Wu Zheng went to herd cattle again as usual.

The errand of herding cattle is similar to herding sheep, as long as it is not raining heavily, as long as it is not covered by heavy snow, it does not fall every day.

When he came back from driving the cattle in the evening, Wu Zheng had another pheasant in his hand, and the two of them cleaned up, took the pheasant that Wu Zheng had just brought back, and went to Zhen Qingyi's house in the private school.

Seeing that Wu Zheng sent pheasants again, Zhen Qingyi didn't know what to say.

"This, this is really ....... ”

"Sir, it's nothing, and it's not bought with money. ”

"Although Brother Qiu Zheng didn't buy it with money, he could exchange it for money. ”

Qinglian playfully interjected, so that Zhen Qingyi could find the right words.

"Yes, in the past few months, our family has saved a lot of money to buy meat. ”

I have to say that today's weather is very good, it is the kind of typical autumn crisp day. After nightfall, a bright moon rises, and the small courtyard of the private school is fully visible. Zhen Qingyi's family of three sat with Luo Xudong and Wu Zheng at the stone table under the grape trellis in the courtyard, drinking wine and admiring the moon.

Zhen Qingyi, who was a little drunk, suddenly sighed with emotion, picked up his wine glass and looked at the night sky with sparse moons and stars, and suddenly read:

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year the heavenly palace is tonight. ......。 ”

"Daddy, is he thinking about the third uncle of Shuntianfu again?"

"yes, how many years have we been apart?"

"Fifteen or sixteen years. ”

Qinglian's mother answered casually.

"Mother, my sister's family didn't come yesterday and didn't come today, do you want to come back and spend fifteen with us?"

"How can it be? Your brother-in-law's family is not without old people, how can he spend fifteen years with us?"

Wu Zheng's words tonight were surprisingly few, and the few people who knew his background certainly understood Wu Zheng's feelings, so they tried not to talk about family and other topics. After all, Luo Xudong is almost alone.

When Zhen Qingyi and Luo Xudong were drinking one by one, Qinglian saw Wu Zheng sitting silently on the side, so she leaned over and asked softly:

"Brother Qiu Zheng, is he thinking about the past?"

Seeing Wu Zheng nodded, Qinglian asked tentatively:

"Can you tell me about it?"

Wu Zheng hesitated for a while before saying to Qinglian:

"I remember when my grandmother was around, she would often sing me a ballad on such a month and tomorrow. ”

"Brother Qiu Zheng, what kind of ballad?"

"Have you ever heard the ballad of killing pigs?"

"No, can Brother Qiu Zheng sing it to me?"

"Okay. ”

agreed, Wu Zheng immediately recited softly:

"Small pinpricks, rice flowers. There are relatives coming to the house. Move a bench and sit down, take a cigarette pouch and kill the chickens in the backyard.

The chicken said, "Why don't you kill that horse?"

The horse said, "Prepare a saddle and go to Kyushu, why don't you kill that cow?"

The ox said, "Ploughing the field and plowing without stopping, why don't you kill the turtle?"

The turtle said, "If you don't eat your food and don't live in your house, why don't you kill that sheep?"

The sheep said: If you don't leave your mouth after eating fasting and chanting Buddha, why don't you kill that dog?

The dog said, "I don't dare to run away from the house, why don't you kill the cat?"

The cat said, "Why don't you kill the donkey?"

The donkey said, "Why don't you kill the pig?"

The pig said: It's not strange that you killed me, I was originally a knife in the world. ”

It seemed to be infected by Wu Zheng's slightly sad voice, and Qinglian didn't react for a long time. Even Zhen Qingyi and Luo Xudong under the grape trellis, as well as Qinglian Niang, have long stopped drinking and eating, but quietly listened to Wu Zheng finish singing the ballad of killing pigs word by word.

"Brother Qiu Zheng, you are a pig, right?"

Listening to Qinglian's seemingly casual question, Wu Zheng nodded lightly and said:

"yes, that's why my grandmother would sing the pig-killing ballad to me from time to time. Especially when I kill the pig during the New Year, because I am a person born in Yinshi, I always tease me and say: Yinhu kills pigs and rabbits to cook, and burns bamboos when he keeps the year. ”