A yue:

Changle County Development Zone is located in the southeast of Liucun and the northwest of Balizhuang. There used to be a village called Cuijiazhuang.

There is a family named Cui in Cuijiazhuang. There are nine children in the family, all twins, a total of 18 children. Eighteen-year-olds are smart and lively. One day, my parents and I mowed the grass together, played and chased between classes, or blew with hoes as horns, or danced with hoes as guns and sticks. The head and horns are exposed, and each shows its ability. Once upon a time, a senior official of the imperial court went to Cuijiazhuang, looked at it and asked, "Whose employee is this?" Take eighteen things for it. The official was very different and said, "How can we keep the eighteen brothers, who are so literate and can resist the imperial court?" He ordered the killing of eighteen sons and their father. Other Cui surnames in Cuijiazhuang fled in all directions. There are also those who have stayed in Balizhuang, Yujiazhuang and Qianyu Liucun in the current development zone. Later, Cui's wife married far away in Henan, but she gave birth to nine pairs of twins and eighteen children. "Thirty-six Langzhuang" got its name from this.

The old village of Cuijiazhuang is still there, full of ruins, desolate and dilapidated. Only the Cui family stayed in Sri Lanka. In the 1960s, there was a Guandi Temple in the northwest corner of Balizhuang. Not far from Guandi Temple, there are eighteen small graves and one big grave, which are the tombs of eighteen sons and their father respectively. Local people in their sixties and seventies can remember it.

My neighbor Liu Huichuan is 80 years old. He still remembers when he was a child, his old uncle's name was Cui Gouzi. I don't know when to stay at his house. Every afternoon after work, he takes a rest regardless of the round-trip distance of Cui Shi Guandi Temple 12, which makes him homesick. So I think if there is such a thing, it should be between the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

Second:

To the east of the Summer Palace and to the west of Peking University, there is a village called Liulangzhuang. Tian Shiguang, a famous flower and bird painter in China, has lived in this village for many years. According to Beijing's plan, 50 villages in the city will be demolished before the end of this year, and this Liulangzhuang will no longer exist next year.

Liulangzhuang was originally named 36 Langzhuang, and there is a beautiful legend in it. I remember it seems that there were only a few dozen families in this place during the Chenghua period of Daming. A young woman in the village is plain, but very virtuous. Her husband gave birth to nine children in nine years, and gave birth to 18 in succession. Because the family was poor and it was a disaster year, the husband left his wife and children and fled to other places. A family of nineteen had no chance to live, just happened to meet a 50-year-old member of the village east who died and planned to have a second wife. I heard that this woman is extremely virtuous and prolific, so I invited a matchmaker to come to my house and the two families hit it off. This woman married a member with 18 young children. The old gentleman regards eighteen sons as his own, and his upbringing is excellent. What is more gratifying is that the husband and wife have a harmonious relationship and have given birth to 18 children for nine consecutive years. The couple raised 36 children, and the adults were either rich or expensive. The original name of this village was gradually forgotten by people and was crowned 36 Langzhuang. Many years later, people thought Liulangzhuang was an awkward name, so they changed it to Liulangzhuang.

Three yue:

It is said that there is a young man with fine features in the west of the mountain village. Under the care of his parents, he unconsciously reached the marriageable age. There is a gentle, beautiful, virtuous and famous girl in the east of the village, who was taken a fancy to by the young man's parents early. So, the young man's parents asked the matchmaker to run errands again and again, and the girl's parents finally agreed happily.

When a young man marries a beautiful and virtuous wife, life suddenly becomes colorful. Happy days have begun, and a happy life is like a clean stream, rushing forward, flowing with beautiful songs, and a little doll is born. Surprisingly, two sons were born at one birth, and the young couple couldn't say how happy they were. Parents-in-law are naturally too excited to open their mouths. Every day, one person holds a door-to-door, and everyone praises them for their good luck, and they have two precious grandchildren at once.

However, what is surprising and embarrassing is that in more than ten years, the young couple have given birth to nine children in succession, all of whom are twins and sons. Nine babies and eighteen children, all need to eat and dress! The happy young couple's faces gradually filled with sadness. In a fairly well-off family, there are still several children who can barely live. So many children, how can this increasingly difficult family bear it? Life is poor, getting poorer and poorer. What should I do? What should we do?

Can a great man always make ends meet by borrowing money to grow grain? No, people will laugh me to death! So, what should I do? The child's father reasoned that it was the best policy to take thirty-six measures. So, on a sunny night, a man left his 18 children and his mother at home and sneaked away. ...

Blessed are also children. Although my father didn't care, the innocent and lively 18 children got the love and meticulous care of the neighbors. The mother of the child is more tired and has no regrets.

Twenty years have passed, and these children have got married first and then had children. And the children are United and harmonious, eager to make progress in one place, open factories and build homes. Prosperous days are glamorous. These children, who grew up eating hundreds of meals, will never forget the villagers when they get rich. Everyone has a bodhisattva heart that helps the poor and is deeply admired by villagers far and near.

The child's mother once made a wish: Grandma Taishan bless me. If all the children can grow up, I will definitely take them to Mount Taishan to burn incense and make a wish. When the promise is fulfilled, it will come unhurriedly.

So, I chose a good day, and my mother took 18 sons to Mount Tai to burn incense and make a wish.

At the foot of Mount Tai, the children hired a sedan chair for their mother to climb the mountain, watching the steep peaks, winding climbing roads and noisy crowds. Coincidentally, the porter hired by the child turned out to be his father. The children don't know, but how can mom not know? One day, the husband and wife are grateful for a hundred days, not to mention giving birth to eighteen sons to their husband-although he abandoned himself and his children so mercilessly at that most difficult time. ...

At the top of Mount Tai, the mother led the children to burn incense and make a wish. In her prayers, the mother thanked grandma Taishan for blessing her children to grow up, and even more grateful was that grandma Taishan gave her husband's eyes. In prayer, mother was moved by tears, but her heart was smiling.

While the children were playing, mother secretly asked other bearers about her father's recent situation. It turned out that after the child's father sneaked away, he rushed all the way to the foot of Mount Tai to make a living as a sedan chair. After he saved a little money here, he married his wife for the convenience of life. Surprisingly, the father of the child still gave birth to nine children here, and the children are twin sons-nine children and eighteen children!

So his life is still not very good at present. He is a sedan chair bearer, and his daughter-in-law has a hard time making some souvenirs for others while breastfeeding her children. ...

When they went down the mountain, the children invited their arrogant husbands to meet their mothers. Somehow, they invited their father. Mother smiled in her heart and thought, maybe this is fate? The children are also thinking silently: it's fate that so many bearers are still alone! As a result, on the way down the mountain, the children talked a lot with the bearers. The children were surprised to find that the man had eighteen sons. Oh, my God, what a strange fate! The child's father's numb heart suddenly stung. He counted all the children around him 18, and then looked at the lady in the car. The lady looked at him with sad and affectionate eyes ... his heart was shaking and his eyes were confused. ...

At the foot of the mountain, the mother faced the father of the child who was about to break up and was embarrassed to say more, and said to the child, "Come here, son. Take a good look at this man. He, he is your father ... "The children opened their mouths in surprise. They woke up from their dreams, swarmed around their father and kept shouting "Dad, Dad, Dad ..." The enthusiastic father shouted loudly, and everyone's tears flowed into a river. After crying enough, the boss said, "Dad, come back with us. We have a better life now. We won't suffer any more. Don't suffer here! " Other sons of 17 also invited their father home in unison, and their mother was in tears when she saw this scene. ...

Dad blushed, lowered his head and said in shame, "I'm sorry!" " I feel sorry for you! How dare I go home? When you were starving to death, I chose to run away ... "Children are educated by their mothers. One by one, they said, "No matter what happened in the past, you will always be our father! "If we don't support you, who will support you? Let's go! Let's go together! We don't want you to stay here and suffer any more. "

Dad went on to say, "Besides being sorry for you, I, I have eighteen sons here ..."

"I know!" The children were happier and shouted excitedly, "Good! Even better! We have 36 brothers who are stronger ... We all go back, all go back ... "My mother was moved to tears when she saw this scene, not to mention my father's eyes ... With the children in the crowd, my father took them to his home at the foot of Mount Tai.

On the way to Mount Tai, a mother had 18 sons. On the way back, it turned out to be 36 sons of a father and two mothers, and the team was even bigger.

After coming back, the children built their homes together. They got a new address, rebuilt their houses and became independent villages. Children respect the elderly, unite with their brothers and live in harmony with their neighbors.

The story of a mother, eighteen sons and thirty-six Langzhuang gradually spread. ...