In the fantasy calendar of 1983, Bishui Planet is a land of flowers, where there is a city of springs, a county of springs and a village of springs. The story I want to tell takes place in this small mountain village. ...
In Chunshui Village, Chunshui Town, I am a well-known strong young man, a real orphan, with no father or mother. The only villager who cares about me is Jiuma (pronounced as "aunt"), who left the stable (pronounced as "uncle"). But everyone knows that Lao Xu boy is a good soldier. Those hooligans see me like mice see cats, hiding far away, but they can't escape. They greeted me warmly and called me "Brother Xu". I can't do it too well. I nodded and gave them a face.
My grandmother's family and mine are in the same village, but one is at the eastern end of the village and the other is at the western end of the village, with a distance of several hundred meters. My parents were killed in an earthquake. I should have died, but I was lucky. I was already a teenager when I learned Qigong.
The stable is a very filial person. He went out to work after graduating from high school. He was a great scholar in the village at that time. If he can get into the university, he will be proud of his ancestors, but he didn't get in. He wants to go out to work, which makes his grandfather angry enough. Later, he made some money and brought back a daughter-in-law, who was very handsome and kind, and had great prestige in the village.
He bought another tractor. The whole town couldn't find one of those things at that time. He uses it to help others transport. In a few years, he was a few rich people in the village, built a big tile house, spacious and bright, and took his grandparents to live in his house.
Jiuyi didn't have a job, so she waited for her two old people and a daughter at home and sent them to a primary school in the center of the town. She looks like Jiugu, very beautiful. I call her sister, and I have dreamed of marrying her since I was a child.
After my family's accident, Jiu Yi wanted to take me to her house, and I was a little touched. I am very happy to live with such a beautiful aunt, but my uncle refused and said that I would live alone. I hated him at that time. But as I read more and more books, I can understand his intentions. I was puzzled when he said he was going to be relieved of his post. Now I know what he said.
I'm living well alone now. I have two acres of land, belonging to the stable. Now his family doesn't have to farm, but uses money to buy food. A cow, five sheep and a small adobe house have a good life. I grow corn in spring and wheat in autumn, which is enough for me to eat. I grow all kinds of vegetables in my garden, which is a self-sufficient small farmer's life.
I only attended the third grade of primary school. My parents died and no one paid my tuition, so I had to drop out of school. But I always get the first place in the exam at school, which may be related to my study of Qigong. After returning home, I am more interested in reading, much more than when I was at school. There is a saying: you don't know its value until you lose it. I can quite understand this sentence.
When I was at school, I didn't like reading very much. I just follow the teacher's instructions, concentrate in class and do my homework after class, without much effort. I didn't study as hard as the teacher said when I wrote to my parents. Somehow, I always get the first place in the exam. Maybe I'm really smart? I think it has something to do with my qigong.
Speaking of qigong I practice, it's a bit mysterious. It was a winter afternoon, with heavy snow, snowflakes as big as eyes and white fields, which reminded me of a sentence in a primary school textbook: wrapped in white. The snow is ankle-thick, which is rare in our village because it is too thin.
At that time, my dad was working for my uncle's house as a long-term worker and helping to drive, but he was driving a car, the only car in the stable. There are many tractors. In the morning, he drank two old fevers, and some left excitedly to deliver goods in town.
I think his happiness may have something to do with their tossing in the room for a while last night. Anyway, my mother is all smiles, and my reasoning ability is extraordinary. Daniel in our class likes to talk about these yellow things. After class is over, he will get together and listen to him. I have a strong absorption ability. By comparison, I will guess what they did last night.
As a result, he was so happy that he forgot the snow chain of the car. Last night, he said it was a little rusty. He took it out and oiled it.
Looking at the heavy snow, I had to put on all the clothes I could wear, take the broken chain and walk to the town. In fact, the town is not too far from our village, only 30 miles away. It usually takes nearly an hour to walk, but it's snowy and the road is not so easy, so I can't get up. At first, it was just a push, but it was a drop or two.
The snow is getting heavier and the wind is getting stronger. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, drilling straight into the neckline, instantly turning into water and flowing down the neck. It tastes like pulling God down and beating him. Besides, you can't open your eyes, let alone enjoy the snow, so you don't have the luxury.
I squinted and stood up along the side of the road. Later, I found that the left side of the road was easy to walk, so I put aside my mother's instructions to walk on the right and walked on the left. I feel a little sleepy when I walk. Suddenly, I fell down and knocked out a big hole on the road. The face is covered with snow, just like eating taro with some sugar first. Now I'm like taro with sugar.
I was so angry that I got up at once and wanted to get even with the culprit, even a stone. I also want to move it to another place. When I looked back, it was not a stone, but a person.
Stepping forward, a bald old man fell there, tightly covered with snow. I touched his hand, cold and cold, and touched his face. I thought, is it dead? Alas, what a pity. At such an old age, my son must have been unfilial and didn't take care of the old man, which froze him to death.
Suddenly, I remembered what my teacher taught me and touched his heart. Haha, it's still moving. Like I'm not dead. My determination to go to the city wavered. I thought to myself, anyway, dad is fine and won't come back tonight at most. The stable has an office there, so saving people is still very important, so I may not be able to save the poor old man.
So I took off two clothes and put them on him. I ran a few steps, warmed up and picked him up. Fortunately, he is thin and not heavy, just like my little wolf and my big German shepherd.
However, after less than a mile, I began to struggle. Although it wasn't heavy at first, it became heavier and heavier over time, and then it was as heavy as my dad's, and then it was as heavy as my dad's car.
I fell down and lay there panting. The hot air coming out of my mouth can melt snow. The bald old man is still the same. I touched his heart again. Well, he's still alive. It seems that the old man's life is quite hard. What should I do?
I can't carry it. How can I get him back? I squatted there to find a way, and my hands were almost stiff before I came up with a way. Now that I think about it, it was quite silly at that time, but others praised me for being smart. I went to the nearby hillside to find a bunch of branches and tied them with vines to make a sled. After I finished, my hands were really frozen. I am shoveling snow to find branches and tying sledges. Can I not freeze? I regret not bringing my little wolf, otherwise I wouldn't have to pull the sled myself as a dog.
Much better this time. I can even ski while going downhill. Finally, in the evening, I came home. My mother cooks at home and waits for us to go home for dinner. When she saw me dragging a bald old man back, she was surprised and asked, "Xiao Shu, how did you get a monk back?"
I just know that I saved a monk, not an old man who was left unattended. I was a little angry, as if he had cheated me, but I was soon occupied by curiosity. It turns out that monks are like this. I have heard of monks before, but I have never seen them. Now, tomorrow, I will behave well and envy Daniel to death.
My mother added some snow to the boiling hot water and soaked the old man in the water. I'm a little surprised. I won't know until I ask. It turns out that people who are frozen can't soak in hot water, only warm water. As for why, she stopped talking. I think it must be that she didn't understand what she said, so it's natural to save face. I still understand this little common sense, although she is my mother.
Later, the bald old monk woke up and just said thank you, as if nothing had happened. I am not happy in my heart. At least, I should be grateful. I saved his life. Later, I was even more confused when I heard from my father that I didn't see life and death so much. Isn't he human? Otherwise, how can we not pay attention to life and death? The more I think the bald old monk is a big freak.
Later, my father corrected my name and said that I could not be called a bald old monk because monks are bald. My mother scolded us both and changed my address again, saying that I wanted to call the master. Even when I was speaking, I decided to stand at attention, slightly lowered my eyes and folded my hands. I read "Amitabha" first, then called "Master" and forced me to practice this movement for more than ten times.
Later, the old monk laughed and said that my movements were standard, but unfortunately I used the wrong model because he was not a monk, but a Lama in Tibet. As for the secret hiding, I didn't understand it either, except that I was tortured by my mother, and finally she made a mistake.
The old monk lived for two days, but he was fine. He will stay in my woodshed for a while. The old monk is really a freak. His eyes sometimes glow, which is quite scary. Until one day, I saw the little wolf he caught. The strangest thing is that his hand didn't touch the wolf. I can see him waving a few inches away. The little wolf was thrown far away, turned over and got up. It's okay. It was amazing, so I made up my mind to learn this trick from him. If I learn it, Daniel can't be crazy anymore. I will throw him out like a wolf.
I thought it would take some effort. Unexpectedly, as soon as I said it, he readily agreed, which made me quite disappointed. I thought he was going to attack from all sides. It was too easy and there was no excitement.
But after getting to know him, I realized that I had been cheated. It is so boring. I must learn from him to say incantations, say things that are not from China, and learn from him how to make handprints. This is a hard job. It is not easy to remember all kinds of handprints. I admire myself for being smart enough to remember them.
I asked a crucial question when I left. Can I get a wife? He smiled and said, "The more, the better. Use the joy method! "
I was relieved, and the heart I had been worried about for several days was finally put in my stomach.
Because he enlightened me, it was interesting to practice. Sometimes after staying up all night and practicing some special postures, I feel more energetic the next day. Neither of my parents knows this, except that I am smarter.
I keep calling that Kung Fu Qigong, but the old Lama won't listen. The name sounds simple.
On the night of the earthquake, I was still practicing, but I thought it was an illusion and ignored it. Unexpectedly, it was an earthquake. As a result, my parents and I were buried in the house and left when we pulled them out. Because I learned qigong, although I didn't eat or drink for two days, I still had no problem, but I became an orphan.
For a long time after that, I thought they were not dead. They're just joking with me. They'll be back in a few days.
Every night, I don't practice qigong, I don't sleep, I just keep my eyes open, hoping that the door will open quietly. They sneaked in and surprised me the next morning, but there was no wind blowing from the ground, which made the door shout.
Sometimes, I hear something in their room, and I always think they are doing it again. Sneaking over, there was nothing. Empty houses. I'm afraid they'll hide. Look at the quilt. It has not been moved. I can only tell myself again that they are really gone and will never come back.
In those days, the stable asked my grandmother not to visit me and left me alone, but I couldn't cook at that time. Beautiful nine grandmothers come to cook for me. Sometimes when the stable is not at home, she comes to accompany me. I can only sleep in her fragrant and soft arms. She patted me gently, sang to me, and let my hand touch her white and greasy breasts, which gave me the greatest comfort.
The stable is strict with children, but I'm not afraid of him. I can only say that I am not afraid of anyone except my mother who went to heaven. The requirement of the stable is to make me afraid of him, so he is very strict with me, and I don't allow it at all. Every time we meet, the enemy meets and the war continues. Fortunately, there are nine grandmothers in the middle to reconcile, so far there has been no big war, but local wars are inevitable.
In the constant conflict with the stable, I am more and more strict with myself, because I want to surpass him, lest he always be arrogant and arrogant.
I like reading, but I didn't have any money at first, so I had to borrow books and textbooks from other people's homes and Daniel's. He is in grade five now, but no one else is clever. Since I defeated him, he has taken over me. After class, he came to my house and asked me to do his homework and help me with my homework. We call it a "two-person cooperation and mutual assistance group".
My kung fu has improved greatly since that blow. After two years of practice, I have achieved initial results. My eyes and ears are very strong. My eyes can still see in the dark, and my ears are worse. It's like pulling out a tree in my ear dozens of meters away. I was shocked myself. It seems that I have become as powerful as that "monk".
I can easily plant these two acres of land. I bought the cattle from Daniel's house. His family raised a dozen cows to kill. At that time, I went to his house and saw an old cow with only bones left. His father only muttered that killing this cow would be a loss, so I quickly said that it would be better to sell it to me. He sympathized with me and agreed to sell me one hundred dollars. There, a hundred dollars.
When I came back, I was very worried about his children, so I asked Xiao Lang to look after him. Xiao Lang is my good assistant now, and she sleeps in the same room with me. When I was practicing, he lay beside me. I found him getting worse and smarter, and his progress was too obvious. Maybe it was because of my practice.
Therefore, every day I have to exercise my skills and exercise my skills. The effect is obvious. He is smarter and stronger. He runs like a gust of wind and his voice is deafening. The whole village can hear my voice. My house is at the easternmost end of the village. There is a river in front of the door. There is a big mountain across the river. Behind the house is a flat meadow. No one cultivated it. The house is a little isolated there. Some are. Fortunately, I surrounded a fence with some thorns and branches and cleared a small piece of land to grow vegetables.
There are many dogs in the village, and almost every family has them. Little Wolf is Xu's dog. Other dogs saw it, and their tails were caught, so they were honest. When the little wolf barks, all the dogs in the village bark. Only one bark makes everyone fidget. So many people come to you and ask to cover the wolf's mouth, but the wolf can understand me and don't shout so loudly.
I am also very kind to big and thin cows and feed them carefully. I usually give him a sports massage. I practice tantric kung fu really well. In a few days, the big thin cow is full of energy, with bright eyes and shiny hair. What a handsome cow! Moreover, it has made great progress and learned to kick people.
Once, I asked him to go out and let him drink water by the river in front of the door. There is a rogue bachelor in the village who wants to take him away. As a result, he had a hoof and a broken leg. The bachelor screamed on the spot, but was kicked again and his leg was broken. Later, the stable came forward to solve this matter. Then it became famous. When the villagers saw it, they all hid away.
I am safe in the village, probably mainly because of the relationship between my two animals. Needless to say, little Wolf, when he stares, most people will get creepy. Nobody dares to mess with him. Besides, he's smart. He doesn't eat what others give him or leave my sight. He caught a rabbit, which is three or two steps away. The big thin cow is also a powerful role. Later, I named the big thin cow rhubarb, which sounded very smooth.
I'm only fifteen now, but I'm an adult. Maybe it's magic qigong again. Although it is a pity that I am not outstanding in appearance, I am still very satisfied with myself. My figure is very good, my back is straight, my shoulders are wide and my waist is thin, giving people a feeling of a leopard, which is very touching there. In the countryside, men's strength is the most important. As for his handsomeness, he is second to none. Of course, if he is too ugly, he can only be single.
I can be regarded as a handsome man here. Besides, my life is very leisurely. Every morning, I clean the shed for rhubarb and five sheep. The most important thing is that when rhubarb defecates, five sheep will go to a fixed place in the vegetable field, but five sheep will not. Maybe I didn't give them a massage, so I will make myself something to eat, and then help Mr. Li's family get some water and books. It's called fetching water for reading.
I like reading more and more, but it is too expensive to buy books by myself, and good books are not easy to find. Later, by chance, I let him read Mr. Li's books, which are some traditional ones. I borrowed one and found it much more interesting than reading now. After a book came down, he even guessed and recognized the traditional Chinese characters.
Grandpa Li is the parent of the biggest family in the village. There are two families in Chunshui Village, Li Jia and Wei Jia, who were the first people to come here. Almost everyone in the village has one of their surnames. My family moved here later. It belongs to a foreigner and has no roots, so I mentioned that the Lao Xu family in the village is my home.
It is said that Grandpa Li was a juren in the Qing Dynasty. He was knowledgeable and in good health, and he is still very strong. When I met Mr. Li, I was deeply moved. He is white-haired, bright-eyed and energetic, but he can't see that he is over eighty years old. He walks with a straight back and is very energetic. His words are more useful in the village than the village head, and everyone listens to him and is highly respected.
Fortunately, my mother belongs to the Lao family and is his lineal, so I can meet him. Finally, I agreed with him that I would fetch water for him every day and bring a book home to read. Actually, I'm a little surprised. There are so many people who want to carry water for him. As long as he said, the village chief had to come and fetch water for him, but he asked me to pick it for him. It's still paid, and he can lend me the book. His books can only be counted by the house. House after house, my eyes are almost spent.
People in the village can often see such a scene: a young man lying on the grass, reading with his head up, next to a big dog, his shiny hair shining in the sun, grinning occasionally, revealing dense white teeth. A majestic bull and five lambs were lazily grazing, occasionally throwing a happy son to arch him, and were scolded by the young man before coming back to eat grass with their tails wagged.