The college entrance banquet was held for three days and three nights under the auspices of the village committee. When Bai Ling left, most of the village went to see him off, and the villagers also spontaneously raised 2,138 They gave Bai Ling RMB 50 cents as travel expenses. Some villagers who really couldn't afford the money gave Bai Ling the eggs they had accumulated one by one to sell in the town. Before leaving, the villagers rushed to hold Bai Ling's hand and obey the instructions, which was closer than their own daughter. Bai Fugui's daughter-in-law couldn't stop crying while holding Bai Ling. Bai Fugui stood beside him with a bright smile on his face and tears in his eyes. Bai Ling knelt under the archway of the village gate and kowtowed three times, saying that if he became successful in the future, he would definitely repay his fellow villagers.
Village Chief Li Dafa, who was usually hard-pressed to make money, changed his good habit of being diligent and thrifty in the past. He just spent a small half of the village's limited collective funds, and did it in style. Two village cars The tractors went into battle together, and the suona and firecrackers were blasted along the way. It is said that the sound of firecrackers rang along the mountain road to the town, and the sound lasted for dozens of miles.
To borrow a catchphrase from village chief Li Dafa, you think you are setting off firecrackers, but what the hell is setting off is actually money. But this time, Village Chief Li Da, who usually felt as if he had died after just spending a dime, didn't have any sadness on his face. Instead, he smiled and slapped Party Secretary Zhang Zhiming on the shoulder. He was so damn happy to spend the money.
When Bai Ling left, Lu Shanmin did not go to see him off. He just stood far away on a hillside. Next to him squatted a little girl with a runny nose and a big yellow dog lying at her feet. The place where Bai Ling goes to college is in Donghai. According to the villagers, it is the largest and most prosperous city in China. When Bai Ling leaves, in the words of the village chief Li Dafa, she will become a city dweller from now on. This is a good thing. It was something that made the entire Mazui Village proud, but Lu Shanmin was not happy at all.
Mazui Village has returned to its former tranquility. The grand entrance banquet was like a sudden flash of lightning in the dark night sky, flashing for an instant and then disappearing. Apart from the fact that Mr. Bai Fugui's back became straighter and his wife's face became more rosy, there were no changes in the village.
Lu Xun was not born and raised in Mazui Village. There was a great famine in the 1960s. He had read a few books and was labeled as the stinky old nine. He had no way to support himself and was desperate. He escaped into the mountains and fainted from hunger. Villagers who went into the mountains to hunt found him near Heixiong Valley. He managed to save his life. Later he lived in Mazui Village, married a woman from the same village and gave birth to a son. I don’t have many relatives outside the mountains, and I have already become accustomed to life in a mountain village, so I have no intention of going back.
Lu Xun was a weak scholar who did not know how to hunt, but fortunately he had read a few books. Not to mention ordinary villagers in that era, even the village party secretary and head of the village were illiterate. There was no town hall at that time. Only in the township, when the party secretary and village chief go to the township to hold meetings, they rely on their ears to listen and their heads to take notes. After Lu Xun arrived, he made a living by teaching the children in the village to read and write couplets for the villagers, but he did not starve to death. Now most of the people in the village who can read are students of Lu Xun.So did company secretary Zhang Zhiming and village chief Li Dafa. Although the village now has a primary school and there is no longer a living as a teacher, Lu Xun has not had to worry about food and drink due to his reputation in Mazui Village over the years, not to mention that his grandson is a well-known hunting expert in the village. Two years ago, his grandson went into the mountains alone and carried an adult blind bear back. He became even more famous in Mazui Village, and now he is vaguely the number one hunter in Mazui Village.
On the mountain trail, Lu Shan people carried a two hundred kilogram wild boar on their shoulders, a girl with braids carried a wild roe deer and followed behind her, and a big yellow dog happily followed Run and jump in the jungle.
"Brother Shanmin, I don't want to go to school anymore."
Lu Shanmin frowned, "Why is it that the old bastard doesn't let you study anymore? He doesn't support you to go to school. I "
"It has nothing to do with Grandpa Daoyi, it's just that I don't want to fall in love with him."
The girl with the crotch braid is not a local, and she doesn't see a stranger all year round. In Mazui Village, Lu Shanmin still vividly remembers his first meeting with the girl with braids. That was eight years ago. I was sitting in the yard counting the wild geese flying in the sky. When I had just counted a hundred, an old Taoist priest wearing a tattered Taoist robe and with hair as messy as a chicken coop led a four or five-year-old Taoist priest. The year-old little girl walked into the yard. He opened his mouth and said, "Little brother, your heaven is full and your earth's pavilion is round. It's incredible. Once you gain power, flying dragons will definitely be in the sky." The boy ignored him and continued to count the geese in the sky seriously.
Seeing that the boy ignored him, the old Taoist priest continued with a smile, "I see that you have nine bones, a tall head and horns, two eyebrows flying into your temples, and two views that look up to the sky. You are not only rich but also wealthy. It’s expensive, and it’s full of love.”
The boy finally couldn’t help but look back, but instead of smiling as expected, the old Taoist glared at him.
The smile of the old Taoist priest stayed on his face in embarrassment. If he had said these words to others in the past, everyone would have beamed with joy and called himself a living god. How could he face such a little fart? The child was useless, "Is there anything wrong with what I said?"
"I am insensitive to you. I finally counted hundreds of wild geese, and now I have to count them from the beginning again."
The old Taoist priest has been in the world for so many years, and he has long been a master at adapting to the changing circumstances. He quickly said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
The boy did not give up and grabbed his buttocks. The wooden stakes used as benches were smashed like old Taoist priests.
Seeing that something was wrong, the old Taoist priest jumped up, took his Taoist robe with both hands and ran away.
The little girl who had been keeping silent next to her was not only not frightened by the boy's rough behavior, but instead giggled and kept laughing with her mouth covered. At that time, the girls with braids had not yet combed their braids, nor did they have snot hanging from their nostrils straight to the corners of their mouths. They had big eyes, long eyelashes, and fair and rosy skin. They looked different at first glance. Children in the mountains. At that time, Lu Shanmin concluded that the Taoist priest was a liar and that the little girl was abducted into the mountains by him.
"Mountain man brother. "
The cry of the girl with braids interrupted Lu Shanmin's memories. He sighed. He freed up a hand and touched the girl's head
"You are afraid of going to school I will be alone from now on.
The little girl nodded, "Three years ago, Big Black Head went to be a soldier. This year, Bai Ling went to college again. If I go to the town to go to junior high school, you will be the only one left." .
Lu Shanmin smiled and looked at the braided girl, his eyes full of doting. "You can come back on the weekend, not to mention I still have Xiao Huang to accompany me, and grandpa is at home."
The little girl pouted and said, "Xiao Huang doesn't know how to chat with you. Grandpa Lu only knows how to practice calligraphy and smoke dry cigarettes all day long, and he also reads those books that he has read dozens of times and is about to fall apart." Broken book. ”
“Isn’t there Lao Shengun and Lao Huang?”
The little girl had a disdainful expression on her face, “Lao Huang only knows how to make dumplings with you, and he laughs all the time.” Neither. You and Grandpa Dao Yi would get into fights every time you couldn't say more than a few words. I don't know what Grandpa Dao Yi thought. He was so old and disrespectful. "
As soon as I reached the col, I heard the old Taoist priest shouting, "Oh, I'm starving to death. Xiao Nizi, you are a heartless little girl. Thanks to my Buddha's mercy, uh, no, Thanks to Master Dao, I was kind enough to adopt you. I raised you up every time I pooped you, and even sent you to school. You still haven’t come back to cook for me. It’s simply unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, and unjust. It’s unjust. "What a shame."
Lu Shanmin looked at the adobe house in the col with disgust, cursing the shameless old man in his heart.
The girl with braids shouted angrily, "Here we come." ”
The Lushan people live in the east of the adobe house, and they pass by here every time they go hunting in the mountains.
Passing by the door of the girl with braided horns, an old Taoist priest is squatting on the threshold. He was holding on to the dry tobacco bag and kept chirping, and the other hand was clasping his feet that were covered with black mud. He didn't look like he was starving.
The old Taoist priest looked at him fiercely. He chuckled.
He took out two pheasants from his back and handed them to the girl with braided horns. The girl shook her head, "These are going to be sold in the town. "
"I used to want to sell more money to pay for Bai Ling's tuition, but I don't need it now. "
The old Taoist priest sat on the threshold and said quickly, "Xiao Nizi, take it. I have always felt weak these days. Old Huang said that I was malnourished and needed to take more supplements." ”
The braided girl ignored the old Taoist priest, nodded, and took the two pheasants.
Lu Shanmin has been dependent on his grandfather since he was a child. In his mind, this is like a squirrel. Eating pine nuts is as natural as Paozi's liking to chew jam. It wasn't until he grew up that he realized that people actually have parents. Lu Shanmin asked Lu Xun once, and his grandfather only said that his parents died in a car accident when he was just born. Lu Shanmin was very upset. I was confused. There were only two tractors in the village committee of Mazui Village. They could kill people at the same speed as a turtle. Later, I asked some people in the village.It turns out that his father's name is Lu Dazui, and his nickname comes from the fact that he can eat more than ten kilograms of wild boar meat in one meal. I heard from the village elders that when he was a teenager, his father was so muscular that he could go into the mountains and kill bears and blind people. He was a member of his generation. The number one hunter. Later, when he came down the mountain, he was the first person to walk out of Mazui Village. He never came back after that, and no news was heard from him. As for his mother, no one in the village knew who she was. They only heard that Probably not from the mountains.
When Lu Shanmin walked into his yard, the pungent smell of medicine came from the main room, and Lu Shanmin remembered that today is the 15th day of the lunar calendar, and it is another day to roll out noodles and make dumplings.
Put the prey in the cellar, dust yourself off, and walk into the main room. In the center of the main room is a calligraphy written by my grandpa. It is not about the title of king of heaven and earth, but the words "one step, one stage, one place, one stage". Lu Shanmin couldn't understand how the landscape and trees in Mazui Village, which had remained unchanged for decades, and the unchanging life of hunting, eating and sleeping every day, were related to those three sentences.
There is a large vat in the middle that can accommodate one person. Seven or eight thigh-thick pine logs under the vat are burning. The vat is filled with a large vat of herbs collected by Lao Huang from the mountains. The potion is gurgling at the moment. The room was filled with the pungent smell of medicine.
Seeing Lu Shanmin walk into the main room, Lu Xun had a kind face and said with a smile, "I'm back."
Lu Shanmin nodded with a smile. , "The harvest is good today, I will ask Uncle Chen from the village to go to the town to sell it tomorrow. ”
Old Huang still has the same zombie face without a smile even after being beaten to death. In Lu Shanmin’s memory, he has never seen Old Huang smile even once in so many years.
Listen to the villagers People say that Lao Huang is also a migrant, and he should have arrived in Mazui Village 17 or 18 years ago. At that time, Lu Shanmin was only two or three years old, and he didn't have much impression compared to Dao Yi, the old man who cheated people out of food and drink. Liked by the villagers, Lao Huang said that he only knew a little bit about medicine, but the villagers thought he was a miracle doctor. This was because one year, Old Man Li on the hilltop in the west got seriously ill. Even the hospital in the town said he should go back to prepare for his funeral. As a result, after a few doses of medicine from Lao Huang, he miraculously recovered. Now he is still alive and kicking. From then on, the villagers called him a miracle doctor. The reason is very simple. Even the town hospital cannot cure diseases that Lao Huang He can be cured. He is not a miracle doctor, but who can?
Coming with him was his grandson, named Huang Jiujin, who was three years older than Lu Shanmin. He was as tall as an ox and ten years old. He grew to nearly two meters when he was six years old. Lu Shanmin has always wondered whether the origin of his name was because he weighed nine pounds when he was born.
Due to his tall and powerful appearance and dark complexion, The girl with braids named him after a big blackhead, and instead of being angry, he happily accepted the title.
Among the children in the village, Lu Shanmin had the closest relationship with him and the girl with braids. Well, the first time he went hunting was the mountain that Big Black Head took him into. The Lushan people now dared to go to the mountains to hunt bears and blind men alone with a shotgun. They were already very powerful, but they were completely insignificant in front of Big Black Head. Lu ShanrenThe mountain people saw with their own eyes that Big Black Head could knock down a blind bear with his bare hands without any hunting tools. He left the village three years ago and joined several of his peers in the town to join the army. In the first two years, he would send a letter back every month, but in the last year, it seemed as if he had disappeared out of thin air. Lu Shanmin sent several letters, but they were never heard from again.
For the first ten years or so, Lao Huang would go to his home to roll out dumplings for himself every day. It was only in recent years that he gradually changed it to once a week, and now it is slowly changing to once a month. According to Lao Huang, the disease will be cured in a short time and there will be no need to roll out the dumplings anymore.
Rolling out dumplings is just a metaphor for a girl with braided braids, but this metaphor seems very appropriate to Lu Shanmin.
When Lao Huang came to his house, he didn’t really come to eat dumplings.
Over the years, Lu Shanmin started crying loudly, then gritted his teeth and groaned, and now he has stopped even humming.
Take off your coat, revealing your even but not exaggerated tendons, open your arms, take a deep breath, and close your eyes. Lao Huang picked up a white wax stick as thick as a rolling pin, still expressionless, and slap, the white wax stick hit Lu Shanmin's chest hard, and a dark red mark immediately appeared on his chest, "Snap, hit, hit", two breasts on his chest. Ten sticks, twenty sticks for the abdomen, twenty sticks for the back, twenty sticks for the waist, twenty sticks for each of the left and right thighs, twenty sticks for each of the left and right calves, and twenty sticks for both arms, a total of one hundred and sixty sticks. This is what the braided girl calls rolling dough. The white wax stick is the rolling pin, and Lu Shanmin is the dough.
Lu Xun was sitting on a stool smoking a cigarette. He had seen this scene for more than ten years, but when he saw the back, he still did not dare to look directly. Every time the stick was struck, the cigarette bag in his hand would follow. With a shake, the stick not only hit Lu Shanmin's body, but also hit his heart.
Exhale a breath of turbid air, slowly open your eyes, open your posture, slowly hold your hands over your head, walk in Tai Chi with your feet in seven-star steps, move your Qi at will, and hold Yuan Shouyi. This is the Tai Chi game taught by the old man next door. Originally, the people in Lushan refused to learn it, but Grandpa said that this Tai Chi game is similar to the chicken and poultry show, and it is of great benefit in curing his own illness. Old Huang also He said that without the auxiliary treatment of Tai Chi, it would be difficult to cure his illness. Lu Shanmin had no choice but to reluctantly learn this set of Tai Chi from the old magic stick.
I heard from my grandfather that when he was a few years old, he got a serious illness. After that, he would vomit every morning and night, and he couldn't eat anything. He went to many barefoot doctors, but they couldn't treat him well or even suppressed his condition. The hospitals I went to were completely unable to do anything. They all said that my body was too weak and it would be difficult for me to live beyond the age of ten. At that time, Lao Huang had not yet been revered as a miracle doctor, and he had the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living doctor. Lu Xun found Lao Huang. Lao Huang said that the meridians were blocked, the blood was insufficient, and the source was exhausted. He said that Lu Shanmin's body was like a funnel. , No matter how good the medicine is, no matter how good the food is, it is just water without roots, treating the symptoms but not the root cause.
Later, Lao Huang had a whim and said that he had a way to try to see if it could strengthen the foundation and strengthen the body, so he came up with this weird dough-rolling therapy. According to Lao Huang, the human bodyIt is very strange that no matter how weak a person is, their body is full of immeasurable potential. Beating the body with a wooden stick is to stimulate the potential of Lu Shanmin's body. As for taking a bath in a hot medicine tank, Lao Huang said that on the one hand it is for stimulation. Potential, on the one hand, it is also used to treat the wounds of the one hundred and sixty sticks, but in Lu Shanmin's view, this is actually a method of breaking the jar and breaking it. Later, the old magic gun came. According to grandpa, Lao Huang went out to collect medicine one day and accidentally saw the old magic gun practicing a set of radio gymnastics in the yard. Old Huang said that his radio gymnastics were very helpful in cultivating vitality and could make people more energetic. It's good to cure your own illness.
When Lu Shanmin was young, he always felt that he would not live to be ten years old, and he did not put any hope in Lao Huang and Lao Shengun. Although the children in the mountain village had little knowledge, they also knew that beating people would only hurt them. Even if you beat someone to death, there is no way that beating someone can cure your illness. What's more, that old magician looks like a liar. He won't believe that his radio gymnastics can cure his illness. Just these two old men and one old pervert. , an old magic stick, Lu Shanmin never thought that they could cure his disease.
It was not until he successfully lived to be more than ten years old, and Lao Huang was gradually regarded as a miracle doctor by the villagers, that Lu Shanmin believed that Lao Huang did have two brushes. As for the old magic stick, Lu Shanmin did not I think his radio gymnastics played a role in this.
Taking off the only underpants on his body and looking at the boiling vat, Lu Shanmin stepped in without even frowning.
It’s time to lay down the dumplings.
The college entrance banquet was held for three days and three nights under the auspices of the village committee. When Bai Ling was leaving, most of the people in the village went to see him off, and the villagers also spontaneously raised two thousand one thousand yuan. One hundred and thirty-eight yuan and 50 cents were given to Bai Ling as travel expenses. Some villagers who really couldn't afford the money gave Bai Ling the eggs they had accumulated one by one to sell in the town. Before leaving, the villagers rushed to hold Bai Ling's hand and obey the instructions, which was closer than their own daughter. Bai Fugui's daughter-in-law couldn't stop crying while holding Bai Ling. Bai Fugui stood beside him with a bright smile on his face and tears in his eyes. Bai Ling knelt under the archway of the village gate and kowtowed three times, saying that if he became successful in the future, he would definitely repay his fellow villagers.
Village Chief Li Dafa, who was usually hard-pressed to make money, changed his good habit of being diligent and thrifty in the past. He just spent a small half of the village's limited collective funds, and did it in style. Two village cars The tractors went into battle together, and the suona and firecrackers were blasted along the way. It is said that the sound of firecrackers rang along the mountain road to the town, and the sound lasted for dozens of miles.
To borrow a catchphrase from village chief Li Dafa, you think you are setting off firecrackers, but what the hell is setting off is actually money. But this time, Village Chief Li Da, who usually felt as if he had died after just spending a dime, didn't have any sadness on his face. Instead, he smiled and slapped Party Secretary Zhang Zhiming on the shoulder. He was so damn happy to spend the money.
When Bai Ling left, Lu Shanmin did not go to see him off. He just stood on a hillside in the distance. Next to him squatted a little girl with a runny nose and a big baby lying at her feet.Yellow dog. The place where Bai Ling goes to college is in Donghai. According to the villagers, it is the largest and most prosperous city in China. When Bai Ling leaves, in the words of the village chief Li Dafa, she will become a city dweller from now on. This is a good thing. It was something that made the entire Mazui Village proud, but Lu Shanmin was not happy at all.
Mazui Village has returned to its former tranquility. The grand entrance banquet was like a sudden flash of lightning in the dark night sky, flashing for an instant and then disappearing. Apart from the fact that Mr. Bai Fugui's back became straighter and his wife's face became more rosy, there were no changes in the village.
Lu Xun was not born and raised in Mazui Village. There was a great famine in the 1960s. He had read a few books and was labeled as the stinky old nine. He had no way to support himself and was desperate. He escaped into the mountains and fainted from hunger. Villagers who went into the mountains to hunt found him near Heixiong Valley. He managed to save his life. Later he lived in Mazui Village, married a woman from the same village and gave birth to a son. I don’t have many relatives outside the mountains, and I have already become accustomed to life in a mountain village, so I have no intention of going back.
Lu Xun was a weak scholar who did not know how to hunt, but fortunately he had read a few books. Not to mention ordinary villagers in that era, even the village party secretary and head of the village were illiterate. There was no town hall at that time. Only in the township, when the party secretary and village chief go to the township to hold meetings, they rely on their ears to listen and their heads to take notes. After Lu Xun arrived, he made a living by teaching the children in the village to read and write couplets for the villagers, but he did not starve to death. Nowadays, most of the people in the village who can read are Lu Xun's students, including Party Secretary Zhang Zhiming and Village Chief Li Dafa. Although the village now has a primary school and there is no longer a living as a teacher, Lu Xun has not had to worry about food and drink due to his reputation in Mazui Village over the years, not to mention that his grandson is a well-known hunting expert in the village. Two years ago, his grandson went into the mountains alone and carried an adult blind bear back. He became even more famous in Mazui Village, and now he is vaguely the number one hunter in Mazui Village.
On the mountain trail, Lu Shan people carried a two hundred kilogram wild boar on their shoulders, a girl with braids carried a wild roe deer and followed behind her, and a big yellow dog happily followed Run and jump in the jungle.
"Brother Shanmin, I don't want to go to school anymore."
Lu Shanmin frowned, "Why is it that the old bastard doesn't let you study anymore? He doesn't support you to go to school. I "
"It has nothing to do with Grandpa Daoyi, it's just that I don't want to fall in love with him."
The girl with the crotch braid is not a local, and she doesn't see a stranger all year round. In Mazui Village, Lu Shanmin still vividly remembers his first meeting with the girl with braids. That was eight years ago. I was sitting in the yard counting the wild geese flying in the sky. When I had just counted a hundred, an old Taoist priest wearing a tattered Taoist robe and with hair as messy as a chicken coop led a four or five-year-old Taoist priest. The year-old little girl walked into the yard. He opened his mouth and said, "Little brother, your heaven is full and your earth's pavilion is round. It's incredible. Once you gain power, flying dragons will definitely be in the sky." The boy ignored him and continued to count the geese in the sky seriously.
Seeing the boy, he ignored him.Himself, the old Taoist priest continued with a smile, "I see that you have nine bones, a towering head and horns, two eyebrows flying into your temples, and two eyes slanting towards the sky. Not only are you rich and noble, but you are also full of peach blossoms."
The boy finally couldn't help but look back, but instead of the old Taoist priest's expected smile, he glared at him.
The smile of the old Taoist priest stayed on his face in embarrassment. If he had said these words to others in the past, everyone would have beamed with joy and called himself a living god. How could he face such a little fart? The child was useless, "Is there anything wrong with what I said?"
"I am insensitive to you. I finally counted hundreds of wild geese, and now I have to count them from the beginning again."
The old Taoist priest has been in the world for so many years, and he has long been a master at adapting to the changing circumstances. He quickly said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
The boy did not give up and grabbed his buttocks. The wooden stakes used as benches were smashed like old Taoist priests.
Seeing that something was wrong, the old Taoist priest jumped up, took his Taoist robe with both hands and ran away.
The little girl who had been keeping silent next to her was not only not frightened by the boy's rough behavior, but instead giggled and kept laughing with her mouth covered. At that time, the girls with braids had not yet combed their braids, nor did they have snot hanging from their nostrils straight to the corners of their mouths. They had big eyes, long eyelashes, and fair and rosy skin. They looked different at first glance. Children in the mountains. At that time, Lu Shanmin concluded that the Taoist priest was a liar and that the little girl was abducted into the mountains by him.
"Brother Shanmin."
The cry of the girl with braids interrupted Lu Shanmin's memories. Sighed. He freed up a hand and touched the girl's head
"You are afraid that I will be lonely after going to school."
The little girl nodded, "Three years ago, the big black head went to be a kid." After leaving the army, Bai Ling went to college again this year. If I go to the town to go to junior high school, you will be the only one left."
Lu Shanmin smiled and looked at the braided girl, his eyes filled with contentment. It's doting. "You can come back on the weekend, not to mention I still have Xiao Huang to accompany me, and Grandpa is at home."
The little girl pouted and said, "Xiao Huang doesn't know how to chat with you, Grandpa Lu has a day I only know how to practice calligraphy and smoke cigarettes, and read those shabby books that are almost falling apart after being read dozens of times."
"Isn't there also Lao Shengun and Lao Huang?"
The little girl had a look of disdain on her face, "Old Huang only knows how to make dumplings with you, and he doesn't even know how to laugh. You and Grandpa Daoyi would fight each other every time you couldn't say a few words, and you wouldn't even know how to make them." I know what Grandpa Daoyi thinks. He is so old and disrespectful."
As soon as he reached the col, he heard the old Taoist priest shouting, "Oh, I'm starving to death, little Taoist." Nizi, you are a heartless little girl. Thanks to my Buddha’s mercy, uh, no, thanks to Master Tao, I am a kindhearted person who adopted you. I raised you by pooping and peeing, and also sent you to school. Until now, you are still If you don’t come back and cook for me, you are simply being unfaithful, unfilial, benevolent, and unjust, and it is unacceptable in heaven.”
Lu Shanmin looked at the col with disgustHe looked at the adobe house in the house and cursed the shameless old man in his heart.
The girl with braided horns shouted angrily, "Here we come."
Lu Shanmin's family lived to the east of the adobe house, and he would pass by here every time he went up the mountain to hunt.
Passing by the door of the braided girl’s house, the old Taoist priest was squatting on the threshold, holding on to his tobacco pipe with one hand and kept chirping, and with the other hand he was clasping his feet covered in black mud. He looked half-starved.
Lu Shanmin cast a fierce look, and the old Taoist priest chuckled.
Take out two pheasants from the back basket and hand them to the girl with braided horns. The girl shook her head, "These are going to be sold in the town."
"Before I want to sell more money to pay for Bai Ling’s tuition, but I don’t need it now.”
The old Taoist priest sat on the threshold and said quickly, “Xiao Nizi, take it, I’ve been feeling weak these days. Lao Huang said I was malnourished and needed to take more supplements."
The girl with the braid ignored the old Taoist priest, nodded, and took the two pheasants.
Lu Shanmin has been dependent on his grandfather since he was a child. In his mind, this is as natural as squirrels liking to eat pine nuts and robes liking to chew jam. It wasn't until he grew up that he realized that people still have parents. Lu Shanmin asked Lu Xun once, and his grandfather only said that his parents died in a car accident when he was just born. Lu Shanmin was very confused. The only village committee in Mazui Village was Two tractors, at the same speed as a turtle, can kill someone. Later, I asked some people in the village and found out that my father’s name was Lu Dazui. His nickname came from the fact that he could eat more than ten kilograms of wild boar meat in one meal. I heard from the village elders that his father had grown into a strong man when he was a teenager, and he could The blind man who goes into the mountains to hunt bears is the number one hunter among his peers. Later, when he came down the mountain, he was the first person to walk out of Mazui Village. He never came back after that, and no news was heard from him. As for his mother, no one in the village knew who she was. They only heard that Probably not from the mountains.
When Lu Shanmin walked into his yard, the pungent smell of medicine came from the main room, and Lu Shanmin remembered that today is the 15th day of the lunar calendar, and it is another day to roll out noodles and make dumplings.
Put the prey in the cellar, dust yourself off, and walk into the main room. In the center of the main room is a calligraphy written by my grandpa. It is not about the title of king of heaven and earth, but the words "one step, one stage, one place, one stage". Lu Shanmin couldn't understand how the landscape and trees in Mazui Village, which had remained unchanged for decades, and the unchanging life of hunting, eating and sleeping every day, were related to those three sentences.
There is a large vat in the middle that can accommodate one person. Seven or eight thigh-thick pine logs under the vat are burning. The vat is filled with a large vat of herbs collected by Lao Huang from the mountains. The potion is gurgling at the moment. The room was filled with the pungent smell of medicine.
Seeing Lu Shanmin walk into the main room, Lu Xun had a kind face and said with a smile, "I'm back."
Lu Shanmin nodded with a smile. , "The harvest is good today, I will ask Uncle Chen from the village to go to the town to sell it tomorrow. ”
Old Huang still looks like he was beaten to deathThere was no smile on the zombie face. In Lu Shanmin's memory, he had never seen Old Huang smile even once in so many years.
I heard from people in the village that Lao Huang was also a migrant, and he should have arrived in Mazui Village 17 or 18 years ago. At that time, Lu Shanmin was only two or three years old, and he didn’t have much impression. Compared with Daoyi's old magician who cheated people out of food and drink, Lao Huang was more popular among the villagers. Lao Huang said that he only knew a little bit about medical skills, but the villagers thought he was a miracle doctor. The old man was seriously ill, and even the town hospital told him to go back and prepare for his funeral. As a result, he miraculously recovered after being prescribed a few medicines by Lao Huang, and he is still alive and kicking. From then on, the villagers called him a miracle doctor. That's right. It's very simple. Even the diseases that cannot be cured by the town's hospitals can be cured by Lao Huang. He is not a miracle doctor, but who can be?
With him came his grandson named Huang Jiu. Jin, three years older than Lu Shanmin, he was as tall as an ox and a horse. He had grown to nearly two meters when he was sixteen years old. Lu Shanmin had always wondered whether the origin of his name was because he weighed nine pounds when he was born.
Because he was tall and powerful, and had a dark face, the girl with braids named him Big Blackhead. Not only was he not angry, but he happily accepted the title.
Among the children in the village, Lu Shanmin has the best relationship with him and the girl with braids. The first time he went hunting was when Big Black Head took him into the mountains. Lu Shanmin now dares to go hunting bears in the mountains alone with a shotgun. The blind man was already very fierce, but he was completely insignificant in front of the big black head. Lu Shanmin saw with his own eyes that the big black head could knock down a blind bear with his bare hands without any hunting tools. He left the village three years ago and joined several of his peers in the town to join the army. In the first two years, he would send a letter back every month, but in the last year, it seemed as if he had disappeared out of thin air. Lu Shanmin sent several letters, but they were never heard from again.
For the first ten years or so, Lao Huang would go to his home to roll out dumplings for himself every day. It was only in recent years that he gradually changed it to once a week, and now it is slowly changing to once a month. According to Lao Huang, the disease will be cured in a short time and there will be no need to roll out the dumplings anymore.
Rolling out dumplings is just a metaphor for a girl with braided braids, but this metaphor seems very appropriate to Lu Shanmin.
When Lao Huang came to his house, he didn’t really come to eat dumplings.
Over the years, Lu Shanmin started crying loudly, then gritted his teeth and groaned, and now he has stopped even humming.
Take off your coat, revealing your even but not exaggerated tendons, open your arms, take a deep breath, and close your eyes. Lao Huang picked up a white wax stick as thick as a rolling pin, still expressionless, and slap, the white wax stick hit Lu Shanmin's chest hard, and a dark red mark immediately appeared on his chest, "Snap, hit, hit", two breasts on his chest. Ten sticks, twenty sticks for the abdomen, twenty sticks for the back, twenty sticks for the waist, twenty sticks for each of the left and right thighs, twenty sticks for each of the left and right calves, and twenty sticks for both arms, a total of one hundred and sixty sticks. This is what the braided girl calls rolling dough. The white wax stick is the rolling pin, and Lu Shanmin is the dough.
Lu Xun is sitting on a stoolI have been smoking dry cigarettes on my back. I have seen this scene for more than ten years, but I still dare not look directly at the back. Every time the stick is hit, the dry cigarette bag in my hand will shake. This stick is not just smoking on Lu Shanmin. , but also hit his heart at the same time.
Exhale a breath of turbid air, slowly open your eyes, open your posture, slowly hold your hands over your head, walk in Tai Chi with your feet in seven-star steps, move your Qi at will, and hold Yuan Shouyi. This is the Tai Chi game taught by the old man next door. Originally, the people in Lushan refused to learn it, but Grandpa said that this Tai Chi game is similar to the chicken and poultry show, and it is of great benefit in curing his own illness. Old Huang also He said that without the auxiliary treatment of Tai Chi, it would be difficult to cure his illness. Lu Shanmin had no choice but to reluctantly learn this set of Tai Chi from the old magic stick.
I heard from my grandfather that when he was a few years old, he got a serious illness. After that, he would vomit every morning and night, and he couldn't eat anything. He went to many barefoot doctors, but they couldn't treat him well or even suppressed his condition. The hospitals I went to were completely unable to do anything. They all said that my body was too weak and it would be difficult for me to live beyond the age of ten. At that time, Lao Huang had not yet been revered as a miracle doctor, and he had the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living doctor. Lu Xun found Lao Huang. Lao Huang said that the meridians were blocked, the blood was insufficient, and the source was exhausted. He said that Lu Shanmin's body was like a funnel. , No matter how good the medicine is, no matter how good the food is, it is just water without roots, treating the symptoms but not the root cause.
Later, Lao Huang had a whim and said that he had a way to try to see if it could strengthen the foundation and strengthen the body, so he came up with this weird dough rolling therapy. According to Lao Huang, the human body is very wonderful. , no matter how weak a person is, their body is full of immeasurable potential. Beating the body with wooden sticks is to stimulate the potential of Lu Shanmin's body. As for taking a bath in a hot medicine vat, Lao Huang said that on the one hand, it is to stimulate the potential. On the one hand, it was also to treat the wounds from the one hundred and sixty sticks, but in Lu Shanmin's view, this was actually a method of breaking the jar and breaking it. Later, the old magic gun came. According to grandpa, Lao Huang went out to collect medicine one day and accidentally saw the old magic gun practicing a set of radio gymnastics in the yard. Old Huang said that his radio gymnastics were very helpful in cultivating vitality and could make people more energetic. It's good to cure your own illness.
When Lu Shanmin was young, he always felt that he would not live to be ten years old, and he did not put any hope in Lao Huang and Lao Shengun. Although the children in the mountain village had little knowledge, they also knew that beating people would only hurt them. Even if you beat someone to death, there is no way that beating someone can cure your illness. What's more, that old magician looks like a liar. He won't believe that his radio gymnastics can cure his illness. Just these two old men and one old pervert. , an old magic stick, Lu Shanmin never thought that they could cure his disease.
It was not until he successfully lived to be more than ten years old, and Lao Huang was gradually regarded as a miracle doctor by the villagers, that Lu Shanmin believed that Lao Huang did have two brushes. As for the old magic stick, Lu Shanmin did not I think his radio gymnastics played a role in this.
Taking off the only underpants on his body and looking at the boiling vat, Lu Shanmin stepped in without even frowning.
It’s time to lay down the dumplings.