? Lao Liu is the first person, and one of his hobbies is playing suona. Everyone likes to listen to his "Birds of the Phoenix", and his voice is sometimes cheerful and sometimes noisy. Sometimes the oriole is singing, and sometimes the long sound is high and melodious. Liu's head is squatting on the grass. At the end of the song, the grass was full of birds, twittering as if understanding something, and the magpie landed more intimately on Liu's shoulder.
A few steps closer to the place where the suona was played, Uncle Han saw his sheep mixed with Liu's sheep for a long time. What bothers Uncle Han most is that a strong ewe always takes the lead and runs over. Love and Liu's head sheep get mixed up and can't get rid of them.
? Uncle Han scolded at a distance: "Lao Liu took advantage of you again today." Looking at this scene, Lao Liu smiled and said, "I haven't asked you for kung fu money yet."
? In the laughter of the two, the teacher left behind at Qianpo School heard the clear and pleasant sound of reading. Jiang Yang said: "We were so looking forward to the recognition of the outside world that we finally realized that the world is our own and has nothing to do with others."
The two old people seemed to understand and nodded and praised that the book the baby read was reasonable!
? The ram raised by Lao Liu is plump and strong, as tall as a calf. He was even worse when he saw Lao Bai. For a while, I looked up and turned around Xiaobai, and then I bowed my head and arched the big white sheep's ass, like a chat. Lao Liu was afraid that the sheep would not have enough to eat, so he stood up to catch the sheep. Uncle Han stopped him and said, "It's time for the sheep to give birth."
Liu Tou stood up, still in good health, with a Chinese face and big eyes, and he didn't walk as fast as an old man in his 70s. It is said that Liu tou is also a bad karma. I used to be poor at home, so I went out to do some small business and almost lost my life.
In the early days of liberation, Lao Liu started a small business, selling things that dyed cloth. At that time, people knitted their own clothes and only the rich could afford colorful samples. The white cloth woven by farmers, if they want to look good, will buy some colors to cook and turn it into blue, black and so on. In our local area, all family members dye their own cloth. They set up a pot on the ground, boiled water, put the paint in it, stirred it evenly, put the cloth in it and soaked it overnight, then washed it in Qingshui River. At that time, the clothes made in this way were very beautiful, and some families were too poor to even buy colors, so they had to make do. People who used to wear white clothes were either poor or wore them when the elderly at home died, unlike those who wear white clothes and run with bulls today.
? Old Liu Tou sells pigments and comes home from Kaocheng one night. He was too desolate to take the main road at night, so he took a shorter way home. In fact, the road at that time was not like the asphalt road today, but a slightly wider and rugged dirt road. It is said that in the past, among the three willows that didn't grow crops in Huangsha saline-alkali land, there were many three willows, each tall and overgrown. Timid people passing by during the day are also chilling, not only because there are many wild animals, but also because people are poor and robbed.
Liu passed by the night before yesterday and was robbed. Several people tied him up and buried him alive. Life and death in an instant. Liu Tou suddenly remembered that his old neighbor used to be a landlord, and the landlord had a son who was famous in the surrounding area. Liu used his quick wits to shout, don't you dare bury me, do you know who I am? I'm Mr. Zhong, XXX.
Speaking of Mr. Zhong, everyone on the road knew it well at that time. Sir Zhong is very brave. Although he looks like a fugitive, everyone who knows him admires him. Coincidentally, one of them knew Mr. Zhong very well that day. When he heard Mr. Zhong's name called, he hurried back to report to Mr. Zhong.
It is rare for Mr. Zhong to hear it. Someone dares to call his name. He has to see for himself who has the courage. Sir Zhong rode over and saw it. He smiled at once and recognized the second boy in the neighbor's house at a glance. Without asking much, Sir Zhong asked his men for some dry food, gave it to Lao Liu, the second child, and told him to stop talking and go back quickly. ...
Later, more people knew about this experience. Old Liu Tou was a man who risked his life, so people nicknamed him two bandits. Lao Liu, a bachelor, has nothing to do, just herding sheep on the hillside. It's just that his flock is getting bigger and bigger. Old Liu Tou is good at raising sheep. The villagers envy his fat sheep.
? You need to pay attention to herding sheep, and soon the sheep will run away. Suddenly, Lao Liu found that a sheep was missing. He picked up the suona in one hand and the whip in the other, and went straight to the forest in front.
In front is an orchard in the village with a big hawthorn tree. In autumn, red fruits are covered with branches, which makes people drool at first sight. He is very familiar with this orchard. Soon, he came to the hawthorn bush along the path and carefully examined his old sheep grazing. The villagers love to pull up the grass in the Woods and pile it together when they are working. Sheep have to worry, too. They always like to find ready-made food.
Someone was working in the orchard when Lao Liu came without saying hello. A man is weeding under a fruit tree full of residual flowers. Hearing someone coming, she stopped hoeing and stood up and said, "Look at you, a sheep herder. You don't know when the sheep ran away. " It's like teasing and caring.
Lao Liu smiled and said, "Sheep are spiritual. If you know who is good to them, you like to snuggle up to them. " There was no reply across the street, so he sat down with a sigh. Liu looked at the grass not far away and squatted down on the spot. The whip of the right hand was placed on the grass and gently fiddled with the grass in front of him. After a long time, he said softly, "The baby is big, don't be too strong, it will be exhausted."
? Opposite her, she said plaintively, "Live one day, work one day, and this life is my life." She has bad luck. When she was a child, her parents decided to marry the boy in the village. The good times didn't last long. The man never came back after working in the mountains. She spent half her life alone with her children. Now that she is sensible, she goes to college in other places, leaving only this orchard and herself at home. She earns money by selling hawthorn every year.
What suddenly occurred to Liu? Touching her, she took out a roll of money and handed it to her, saying, "I heard that Eva needs money, right?" She waved, don't. I can't just let you down. You are old, you have to earn some money. You can't go on like this.
Liu smiled and said, "What's the matter today? You treat me like an outsider. The baby thing is too big, don't worry. Besides, it won't cost much to get old. " Looking at Liu Tou, who has been helping her and her children, her eyes are wet.
She sighed and said, "I can't repay you in my life." Then he buried his head in pain and stopped talking. Memories of previous years reappeared in front of my eyes. She and Liu Tou in front of me grew up in the same village. When they were young, their families were poor. They always follow Liu Tou, who is two years older than her, up the mountain to dig wild vegetables. Lao Liu is clever and always helps her. Later, due to a mistake, her parents decided to marry her to someone else. Liu is poor, has worked all his life, and is still single.
There are many bitter vegetables in the forest, and Lao Liu likes to eat bitter vegetables. She quietly pulled up the bitter herbs again. Suddenly, a bitter herb opened a small flower in front of her, and a small white flower stood alone in the grass. She secretly scolded herself. I really don't know what I did in my last life. Life is so bitter.
? Liu Tou seemed to see through his mind and said with a smile, "It's good to have someone to talk to when you are old! ……"
?
?
nine