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My father wrote a vivid character "Uncle Dog" in our hometown in the article "Youyou Luming Literature, who doesn't go to kindergarten, receives education in interest-an old writer talks about parenting".

Dad said uncle dog, I should call him uncle dog.

Sorry, our children in the mountains were not very polite when they were young. Whenever we call him, we always call him "yellow dog, yellow dog".

He is not annoyed, hey hey smile.

People in rural areas are simple and not so particular. They are known by their birth names, and everyone is very happy.

But I think I'm a little polite. Generally speaking, they are uncles or aunts.

But I can't pronounce the word "master dog". I heard that he was called "yellow dog" through the ages, so I did. Very smooth.

If I hadn't written this article, I would never have called him "Ye" in my life.

As early as ten years ago, when I decided to regain my dream of writing, I wrote an essay "My Dog".

The official WeChat account didn't exist at that time, otherwise you can read what I wrote at that time now.

Of course, my ambition lasted only a few months, and then I gave up until I wrote an article about the official account of WeChat and regained my dream.

My Grandpa Dog, which I wrote in those years, should be kept in the hard disk of one of my computers, but it's too hard to find.

Simply rewrite it, when it comes to dogs, inspiration comes.

Ten years ago, I finally started writing again, and I thought of writing about dog owners. You can imagine how deeply he impressed me. He is a typical "literary figure".

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First of all, his image is interesting.

Dad and his friends like riding on Uncle Dog's back. The children who didn't squeeze in to ride horses waved their fists at uncle dog's ass like drums.

My friend and I like to hit him on the back because he has a big piece of meat on his back. He is not a "tree camel", but somehow he has a lump of meat on his back. Is it convenient for us to fight?

We patted him on the back, and he smiled and said, "Oh, slow down-slow down-slow down."

Yes, he stuttered.

People who stutter always feel sincere and don't give people a glib feeling, just like he or she can talk.

The dog's stuttering and smirking, as well as the thick meat on its back, give us a full sense of security-we like to tease it without worrying about being blamed.

Mountain people like to go shirtless in summer. .

The dog sometimes goes topless and sits there snoring. We went to pull his ear and hit him on the back. He was woken up, sleepy and not bothered, and smiled.

He sat kindly, like a Maitreya.

The dog stutters, but sings neatly. Of course, I have also heard the lying songs that my father heard when he was a child.

Son of a bitch, this deceptive song has pulled up generations!

"Lie Song" is ridiculous: "When the sun sets, listen to me sing a lie song. Two blind people are writing, and two lame people are climbing a steep slope. Two monks were fighting and their hair was torn into a ball. Scissors killed fleas and bled seven times. There are mosquitoes in the chicken coop, so you can't get out! "

After listening to such songs, it seems that children don't need to listen to the serious rhetoric of the Chinese teacher.

The vividness and appeal of folk literature are too strong.

Dog owners are the first teachers of literature in Dad's generation. For me, he is also one of the enlighteners of literature.

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The dog's behavior is also very interesting, and so is their home.

This is "not one family does not enter one household."

The dog's wife is what adults call Aunt Fan (I should call her grandma), and she is also happy and kind. Talking all the time makes me feel busy.

As she talked, everything came alive.

Tomatoes grown by dogs are the natural fruits of rural children. Most people don't want to give it directly to their children, and they all want to sell it for money.

But we children are all greedy.

We wandered into the dog's field and saw the tomatoes were red. I took the lead in inviting my friends to rush in. Too many chefs have been choosing them.

"Oh, don't take it off, skull-chopping," said Grandma Fan hastily.

Well, I won't pick it, because I have already picked it.

Fan Yuyan just yelled, but she didn't stop her.

So we became more and more presumptuous, picking all the things that should be picked, and some were just red.

The dog has a son and a daughter, and the two daughters are called "peasant girl" and "Miss Yang" respectively. They are also simple and easy-going, talking like dogs and mothers-in-law.

They all talked and laughed.

Strangely, easygoing people, hehehehahaha, become a family, but they always quarrel.

In the morning, "morning exercise" began, and there was a loud quarrel.

It is said that cicadas make the forest quiet, but Tonamiyama is more secluded.

Although I grew up in the mountains when I was a child, I was never arranged by my parents to do farm work. As long as you don't study, you will naturally wake up!

Every time I wake up from my sleep, people in the mountains have been busy for half a day.

At this time, I heard the laughter they were talking about when they were doing farm work in the fields or the sound of hoes hitting rocks. I felt that the morning in the mountains was quiet and lively.

Of course, what is more lively is the quarrel between dogs.

The dog family has a large population and a lot of farm work. Mountain people are hardworking and usually go out to work early in the morning.

But they just don't panic and quarrel slowly. It's noon. It's time for lunch. Take your time.

What about the farm work in the field? No hurry! In the afternoon, the family came to the field with farm tools.

The sun went down, it was getting dark, and the work was not finished. What should I do? Never mind, light the kerosene lamp and continue to work!

Work while quarreling.

Their family quarreled, and I heard that they were not angry at all. Just helping with farm work, just like singing folk songs.

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My hometown is green but not beautiful, and it lacks water all the year round.

Mountain people live on rice grown in paddy fields, so water is the lifeblood of mountain people.

There is a pond in front of my house, but it can't store water for a long time and it always leaks.

It rains in summer and the pond is flooded. The biggest problem is how to plug those loopholes and keep the pond full of water.

Mr. Dog's paddy fields and other paddy fields are beside the pond, so Mr. Dog is also very concerned about the problem of pond water storage.

One day, when we were playing in the dam, suddenly a little friend shouted, "Look, the yellow dog went into the pond naked."

We followed the sound, and the dog was naked in the pond trying to block the hole in the pond.

It's estimated that Mr. Dog doesn't have many pants, so it's hard to find a second one when this one is wet. Just don't wear pants.

But at least you should wear shorts. But if he thinks so carefully, it's not dog style.

The dog is informal, loves to laugh and has a good temper, but he has a great craft-carving flowers!

I wrote in an article, "My old bed tells me …" The pattern on the old bed was carved by Mr. Dog and his father.

Because of this craft, the economic situation of our hometown dog family is very good. Therefore, although his family often quarrels and often lights kerosene lamps for farm work, it is "not bad money."

In the early 1990s, in my hometown, some families have not been able to eat white rice for every meal, but they have built small buildings with balconies.

His house has a balcony!

The balcony is made of wood, of course, the carved dog is indispensable on the wood. Thirty years ago, in my hometown, there was a small building with a balcony, which was really unique and fashionable.

Of course, we children have to climb upstairs to his house excitedly, banging and skipping.

The dog owner naturally took another look at us and smiled, hehe, with a proud face.

Grandma Fan will naturally keep shouting: "Oh, chop off the skull, don't jump, don't jump, it's going to rot."

But in fact, she was not angry, so we still danced ours and were very happy.