Love and Gentle Township: Billionaire Sister

Chapter 10 Red Basin Escape (2)
A child without a mother is about to die.Hong Guduo was raised by the nanny, Aunt Xi, with the help of milk and food.In fact, Aunt Xi did not choose the name Hongguduo carefully, but picked it out of a nursery rhyme that was passed down by the local people.Although the nursery rhyme has no deep meaning, it is very catchy when you read it: "The red bones are red, and the white bones are white. I went to Luo Village to call my sister. My sister wants to eat horse teeth vegetables. Where can I scoop it out? On the road; where can I dry it? On the wall." There is a grandma Hua in the sun, her feet are big and her mouth is crooked, and she is so angry that she can't get up. Grandpa, you go, and you come again when your mother is well. The front is beating the bang bang drum, and the back is carrying willow wood. Carry it to the grave. People are buried, and two straw sticks are clamped back..."

The cultural influence of Hongguduo’s early childhood mainly came from the nursery rhymes and folk songs of Aunt Xi, the nanny. The songs that Aunt Xi can sing have spread all over the world. She often taught Hongguduo to twist the thread and twist the rope while teaching her to sing: "Grandpa Carrot Sitting under the sky, the lady carrot is at the head of the palace. The cabbage is wearing a yellow umbrella, and the shallots are sticking out a gun. The bean sprouts are carrying soldiers and horses, and the eyebrows are carrying swords. The cucumbers are so scared that they are hanged, and the eggplants are so purple that they are so purple. The pumpkin turned red from the scare, and the coriander was messed up." There are even more exciting ones, which are unforgettable after listening to them: "Red circle, green circle, two sisters go up the mountain, there is a mill on the top of the mountain, monkeys Pushing and milling, eagles fanning. Wolves collect firewood, dogs make fire, cats make nests on the kang, mice dig out food and cook pots, and long worms lift water and hurt their feet. Hahaha, I laughed so hard."

During the day, Hongguduo is excited by Aunt Xi's songs; at night, she falls asleep to the humming of the songs.Of course, I often run out like a wild cat to play with my friends, and sometimes follow my father up the mountain to herd sheep.

Aunt Xi's son, Shanzhu, is two and a half years older than Hongguduo, and because he eats the same pair of nipples and often stirs them in the same pot, he is like a biological brother and sister.However, this red bone is naturally bold and curious, and he is often willing to join boys who are several years older to dance, drive cattle or climb mountains to find wild eggs.

In June and July, when the sun was so hot, they stepped on the hot soil, picked up the thorns with their hands, and turned over the ditches and up the ridge. Inspired by Aunt Xi's nursery rhyme "The phoenix tree is wood, the pheasant lays eggs and is buried in the soil", looking for childlike fun. and delicious.Junling and Junshan, the two brothers of Qiao's family in Wangjingtai on the concave slope of the red soil, often became the companions and patron saints of the Hongguduo brothers and sisters.Gai Sihai spent most of his life tending the sheep, especially after his wife left, the two eldest daughters also got married one after another, Hong Guduo was taken in by Aunt Xi, the three-eyed broken cave dwelling and the chaimen courtyard with board walls , For him, the meaning of "home" is even more downplayed.His rhythm of life is subject to the needs of the flock. In a group of white flowers and black fluffy lives, he is not stingy with his hard work, sweat and even emotional investment.As for his own flesh and blood, the sixth little girl, Hong Guduo, had to go back to visit every now and then, and still liked to hear her sweetly call "Daddy".After all, the sound of "sheep" in the flock cannot rule the entire life of a shepherd.Although the emotions and desires are slowly fading, and the life of herding sheep on the slopes has made him have no fixed place to live and no routine in eating, he still has a strong waist and fights against his fate.

How many times he stared blankly at the sheep gnawing grass, how many times he stared blankly at the flying birds, and how many times he was also extremely depressed and lonely.The negative image of Red Guduo Niang's haggard and yellowed face has been lingering in his mind for a long, long time.

But he never had the idea of ​​a continuation.

twenty two.Poursan County
It should be said that it has something to do with Gai Sihai's genetics from climbing mountains and ridges every day. Hongguduo not only has a waist like a willow in the gentle wind, but also has a pair of straight and fast legs, climbing mountains and ridges like walking on flat ground.

The beating of mountains and rocks, the soaking of soil, the tempering of wind and frost, the nourishment of rain and dew, and the hardships of life all made Hongguduo, who escaped from the red basin, taste bitterness, sweetness and bitterness.From the age of five or six, two straight horns have been tied up with red-headed ropes, which seems to show the vitality to challenge the living environment.Struggle is her deep interest, and friendship is her strongest belief.To save others with kindness and not to consider evil, Aunt Xi's habit of forming good karma, through breast milk and teaching by example, let the red bones be influenced by the eyes and ears.

The mountain spring nourishes the spirit, and the rock and soil accumulate Magnolia officinalis.The rural wind and land veins in the deep mountains of Taihang enrich the growth space of red bone flowers.When she was a child, she only wore a red bellyband, and dared to play the game of "High Mountain and Flowing Water" with a few boys who were older than her.The usual playground is a mound of red soil on the sunny slope in front of Aunt Xi's house.Hongguduo, Dage Junling, Erge Junshan, and Sangeshanzhu used a broken iron pot to lift water, soaked the red soil into mud, piled stones with mud to form mountain peaks, and left water channels between the peaks. Then carry the pot and release water to build a waterfall, often causing red mud and water to flood, mountains toppled and stones to fall.

Manly is so convenient.There are many times when the water is not enough, or not strong enough, and the naughty boys take out their dicks to artificial fountains.Although Hongguduo is not as convenient as this, she can act like a baby and firmly control the right to carry the pot and release the water.

He often played the game of "High Mountain and Flowing Water", which made Shanzhu, who was dull by nature, make a joke when he was in the fourth grade of elementary school.He wanted to write "Jingle bells in the mountains and rivers, suddenly reminded me of my hometown", but he couldn't write the three characters "jingle bells", so he drew three OOOs, and he couldn't write the last three characters in the second sentence, so he added a period Three more OOOs were drawn.When the teacher commented on the composition in class, he read it as "Kong Kongong in the mountains and flowing water, suddenly think of Kong Kongong in me."

After this joke came out, it hurt people's self-esteem, and Shanzhu, who was originally not good at words, became a gourd that pricked his mouth.

The most meaningful outing trip of the three monks, Junling, Junshan, and Shanzhu, and the girl Hongguduo took place during the Mid-Autumn Festival of a certain year.

In the crisp autumn Taihang Mountains, not only the scenery is charming, but also delicious wild fruits such as wild grapes, red lotus root pears, wild jujubes, and purple skins can be found everywhere.

The children were full of wild fruits and had round bellies, so they naturally forgot to go home and ran all the way to the main peak of Nao in Sanxian County.

Red Guduo was looking for pheasant tail feathers in the bushes, and wanted to tie two chicken feathers for singing on the stage.Looking around wasted time, so I fell behind.

The three boys were tired of climbing up and down around the boundary marker of the main peak, so they sat on the boundary marker and waited for Hongguduo while playing a game.

I heard from the old people that our three counties Nao used to be the boundaries of the three provinces, although it is not in good shape now, the three counties still border each other.There was a saying that one piss poured three counties, which seemed to mean that whoever could make a big circle around this stele with one piss would surely become a high official in the future.If you can't get in the ring, I'm afraid you can only be a commoner.

The three boys are scheduled to play fists and pull hooks, starting from Shanzhu, and Junshan and Junling will start the competition from the young to the big.The mountain pillar was watered first, and he only walked six or seven steps, but the urine bubble was too small, and his stomach was shy, so he couldn't squeeze out any more water.So I had no choice but to accept my fate and say, it seems that we will not be able to be an official, so we can go to be a shepherd for Uncle Sihai in the future.The steep mountain continued to be watered, but it took three or four steps more than the mountain pillar, and the official luck was broken.Only Junling was holding back a lot of urine and didn't urinate, so he nourished for more than [-] steps in one go, not only fully covering the places where the mountain pillars and Junshan had urinated, but also watered a small half circle after covering the stubble.

"Okay! Eldest brother will definitely become a high official!" Just as the three brothers were overjoyed and cheered, two petals of Hong Guduo were inserted with beautiful pheasant feathers, and they held a handful of colorful feathers in their hands. , happily climbed up to Jiebei Ridge.

She didn't know why they were happy.She looked at the long circle of water at the base of the Sanxianao boundary monument, and there were confused question marks in her eyes.

twenty three.Sage Cave
She had a great time with them on this day's excursion.

Coming down from the main peak of Nao in Sanxian County, the four children followed the small path in Xiandonggou and walked towards the village.There are usually two roads to go through the village to the boundary marker of Sanxian County, the main peak of Basheng Mountain.Although the mountain is high, because this road can cross provinces, remnants of wars such as battles, trenches, fortifications, and individual bunkers can be seen everywhere. Children playing often picked up rusty shell casings and muted grenades.

The other road is the mountain road in the southwest direction of Xiandonggou that the children walked.The two roads go up and down, the avenue is like a dragon, hovering in the valley for a while, and skimming over the ridge for a while; the trail is like a snake, and most of the road crosses slopes and streams through the primary secondary forest.Two roads, one big and one small, go north and south, and they both meet at the boundary marker of Sanxianao on the main peak. They wind and connect among the high mountains to form a big bright ring made of human and animal soles and hooves.From a bird's-eye view, it looks like a dragon chasing a snake scurrying around in the mountains and dense forests.

The trail like a startling snake crosses the stream at the bottom of the fairy cave ditch, and goes around the big stone ridge on the mountainside.The entrance of the sage cave is hidden under this stone ridge.Sanxiannao, including the two natural villages Wangjingtai and Hongtuao, old and young, all know that their ancestors have passed down a beautiful legend to Sanxiannao: Wang Xiaowei shed sheep to avoid the rain and watch chess and become a fairy.

The entrance of the cave is in Shengxian Cave on the mountainside of Xiandonggou, six miles away from Nao Village in Sanxian County.

The story of Wang Xiaochengxian happened in spring.After shearing all the wool, he went out to herd the sheep on the slopes and encountered rain. The freshly sheared sheep were most afraid of cold rain, so Wang Xiao drove the sheep to the big stone ridge to avoid the rain.Because the road was slippery, Wang Xiao broke a willow stick and went up the mountain for fear of breaking the whip.

In the chilly Taihang Mountains in spring, after the cold rain, the flocks shivered and huddled under the big rock ridge to shelter from the rain and wind.Wang Xiao accidentally looked into the sage cave, and saw a faint light in the cave, jade pillars standing upside down, and the sound of ding-dong ding-dong waterfalls and springs.Wang Xiaoqi's heart was aroused, so he hung the sheep whip under the cliff, and inserted the willow stick into the cave entrance, and walked straight into the cave.

It got darker and darker, so Wang Xiao had no choice but to move forward by touching the dark and gloomy stone walls.The blind man tentatively touched several stone ridges of the Shimen gate like an elephant, and suddenly saw that the wall of the cave was slightly illuminated, which became brighter as he walked, and after two rounds and three turns, it suddenly became clear.But you can see the green pines and cypresses on the mountain, the towering ancient trees; the gurgling water under the mountain, and the fish flying in the shallow bottom.Qionglou and Jade Pavilions on both sides are resplendent and resplendent, with water pavilions and pavilions, willows, green lotuses and red; birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, bees are flying and butterflies are dancing.On the jade belt bridge between the two pavilions, two old men with white hair and childlike faces are playing chess with their beards.

Wang Xiao knew the old adage that "a real gentleman is a real gentleman when he watches chess without speaking", so he just watched it blankly.After a while, I couldn't bear the hunger, so I asked the old man for a peach to satisfy my hunger.As the sun set, the two old men shook hands and made peace, and then walked to the attic with whisks in hand.Wang Xiao suddenly remembered that the sheep had been thrown under the big rock ridge, so he hurriedly walked out of the cave along the way he came from.

As soon as he got out of the cave, Wang Xiao was so startled that he sat down on the ground.The flocks of sheep are gone, and the whips under the cliff are gone.Where he inserted the willow stick was a large willow tree with a thick and hollow heart, and its golden willow leaves were falling in the autumn wind.Looking at the mountains and the mountains, not only the seasons have changed, but everything is not the same as when it came.This was so strange, Wang Xiao beat his chest and stamped his feet, regretting too much; the sheep disappeared, how would he explain to his boss when he went back?After thinking for a long time, there was nothing to do, so I had to walk back to the village along the path.When we arrived at the entrance of the village, we saw that the original village name was clearly written on the archway, but the stone pillars under the archway had been tanned white by the sun.After entering the village, Wang Xiao couldn't find any acquaintances in his family, so he had to ask a white-haired old man by the side of the road: "Master, do you always know that there is a sheep herder named Wang Xiao in our village?"

The old man knocked on his forehead and thought about it for a while before he said: "I heard from my grandfather's grandfather that there was a sheep herder named Wang Xiao in our village a long time ago. He drove the sheep to the entrance of the 'Sage Cave' until dark. I saw that the flock of sheep was gone. The owner found a lot of people to search around, but there was no one in sight after all."

Only then did Wang Xiao suddenly realize that he was in the world of immortals, a paradise, and the two old men who played chess must be immortals.Because I watched immortals playing chess and ate fairy peaches, I lived forever.This just corresponds to an old saying: half a day in the cave, a thousand years in the world.

The four children played around the stone table where the immortal played chess for a long time, but they couldn't find the immortal.It was getting late, so I was busy looking for the way back to the village.Along the way, the children kept discussing, since Wang Xiao and we are from the same village, is his surname Qiao or Gai?Does he herd more sheep or Uncle Sihai herds more sheep?Maybe the flock of sheep that Uncle Sihai is chasing is how many generations of Wang Xiaozao's lost flock?

twenty four.mulberry ditch
On the concave slope platform of laterite is Wangjing Terrace, and Sanhuali to the north of Wangjingtai Ridge is Sangshugou.Sangshugou is the place name of a valley between Poliang and used to be a paradise for children in the small natural mountain villages of Sanxianao.

Especially in the season before and after wheat yellow shoots.

In May of the lunar calendar, the wheat shoots turn yellow, and this is the time when the mountain people bare their feet and arms, and it is also the most hungry sun and moon of the year.As the saying goes, "the green and the yellow are not harvested", it is specifically aimed at this period of time, because in the old revolutionary base of the Taihang Mountains, which has a glorious tradition of "bran vegetables and vegetables for half a year", the poorer farmers have survived the winter and passed through the spring. By this time, most of last year's autumn grain has been sold However, the new grain is that the ears of wheat have just been filled with pulp and are still growing on the stalks, which has caused many households to be out of breath, resulting in a situation of green and yellow.

In the season of yellow wheat shoots, hundreds of flowers are blooming in the mountains, and the season of green, fat, red and thin has long passed, and wild jujubes, walnuts, wild grapes, etc. are still growing in green branches and green leaves all over the mountains and plains.There are only mulberries and lotus pears that can satisfy the hunger in the mouth.

Lotus root pear is a grassy tree-shaped wild fruit that grows on the bank of the land. It is not only rare, but also very sour. Most people can only eat one or two. If you eat three in a row, it will make your teeth sore Itchy again, afraid to chew on the bite again.Only red-mouthed mulberries can satisfy the children’s hunger, and the half-red and half-purple mulberries have the best taste, sweet and sour. As long as you take a bite, the saliva and mulberry juice will melt into honey, which not only nourishes the intestines and moistens the lungs , and refreshing.For the children in the mountains who have been plagued by hunger for a long time, a full meal of red mulberry and purple mulberry is much better than Monkey King going to the peach feast of the Queen Mother.In the nursery rhymes that Aunt Xi passed on to Hong Guduo, there were also descriptions of red mulberry and purple mulberry:
"Red mulberry, purple mulberry,

Green shirt, red skirt,

From the younger sister to the sixteenth to marry the husband;
Spread cotton blankets, cover with warm quilts,
There are two pairs of flower pillows.

Pave it thickly, cover it thickly,
It's better to kiss the flesh and touch the flesh. "

Throughout the ages, eating and drinking of men and women has always been seen everywhere, not because the mountains are high and the valleys are deep or remote and desolate. Cupid's arrow of love is not bent.What's more, the water and soil of the Eight Sacred Mountains under the main peak of Nao in Sanxian County are relatively affluent places in the deep mountains of Taihang.It is almost as high as the mountain and the water. It is nourished by countless gushing springs from the source of Xiahe River. There are Sanxianao, Wangjingtai, and Hongtuao. There are so many, can it be said that it is not a good place?

According to the records of the prefectures and counties in ancient times, the area around the Eight Sacred Mountains under the main peak of Nao County in Sanxian County was once known as the "hometown of mulberry and hemp" because of its high mountains and abundant water, Lingyan and thick soil.It’s just that in modern times, with the modernization of the textile industry, the planting of mulberry and hemp has become increasingly rare. There are only thousands of mulberry trees in the Sangshugou, which can be regarded as the last rhyme left by the once prosperous "hometown of mulberry and hemp".

At the time of Maihuangshao, most of the silkworm girls who are greedy for mulberry leaves have formed cocoons and are ready to turn into butterflies.There are very few people picking mulberry leaves. The green shade of the mulberry ditch is getting thicker, and the red mulberry and purple mulberry are becoming more and more plump. They shyly and tremblingly show attractive smiling faces in the green mulberry leaves. .

When they were children, Hong Guduo and his three older brothers, Junling, Junshan, and Shanzhu, were close friends who often played together. It's a joke together.The grass turns yellow and green, and the flowers fade and bloom again. The seeds of mutual love in the haze are growing secretly in their hearts, but no one knows the "little Jiujiu" in the hearts of the other three people.

Hong Guduo likes Jun Ling's handsome, dignified and assertive, and she is willing to get close to him for any reason, big or small.Naturally, everyone also likes the taller figure with red bones and jade bamboo, and the red and white smiling face with beautiful mountains and rivers.

When a girl gets close to the boy she likes, she is always willing to avoid the third person.This is a Sunday before the wheat harvest, and the story that happened is a bit like the Garden of Eden.At that time, the teacher had already changed Hongguduo's name to Gai Hongmei.But in the heart of Qiao Junling, who is already full of blood, she is still a little red bone flower in his own mind, a red bone flower like a fairy in the blooming season.Although she is not a sister in the same family, she has always been treated like her biological sister.Although the heart of youth bumps like a calf sucking milk day and night, it never has any unclean thoughts.

Hong Guduo (for the time being, it’s still called Hong Guduo) often wears a basket on his back to hunt pigweeds, and the basket is broken due to the burden of many years.The back baskets used by the people here are called side baskets, and the baskets are all made of thorns from the mountains.Her old man Gai Sihai is a good basket weaver.Every year after the dog days, while grazing sheep, he would pick and cut some good wattles, save them, weave baskets, baskets, and flower baskets.From time to time, he could go to the Luocun Bazaar to sell some of his baskets, baskets, baskets, and mountain goods, in exchange for some pocket money for salt, oil, and tobacco.

The basket on the shoulder of the shirt that has worn out the red bones is a deep bow of mulberry wood as thick as an egg bent into an "n" shape. It can be used for gouging vegetables, cutting grass or picking up manure.

Qiao Junling was responsive to little sister Hongguduo's affairs, let alone just went to Sangshugou to chop a mulberry tree.He sharpened his sickle, took a rein, put a box of matches in his pocket, and the two followed each other into the mulberry ditch.

(End of this chapter)