Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 58, Shenmu Village
He rode his bicycle to the door of Hua Yourong's house.

"Boom boom boom! Hua Yourong!"

Knocked on the door and shouted a few times.

After a while, the courtyard door was opened.

It was Su Ling who opened the door. Seeing him, she felt strange for a while: "Xiao Le, why are you here?"

"Auntie, this is a fish, take it back quickly."

Yang Xiaole untied the cloth bag and put it on the ground.

"I got the fish so quickly!"

Su Ling glanced at it and mentioned it: "Oh, it's quite heavy! All right, come in quickly. I'll give you the money."

"Auntie, I have something to do, so I have to go first."

After finishing speaking, he rode his bicycle and left. If he didn't leave, he would be polite again later.

"Hey! Xiaole, Xiaole!"

Su Ling watched him leave on the bicycle, feeling anxious for a while, seeing that he couldn't shout back, she shook her head: "This kid, really."

In desperation, he could only carry his things back to the room.

……

Yang Xiaole left Hua's house, feeling that there should be nothing else to do, thinking whether to go to Fuchengmen now to take the coal mine truck back, or to go back tomorrow morning.

Just when he was thinking about where to go for a stroll, there was a sound of storytelling at the gate of a courtyard.

"Hey, today, let's visit Shenmu, one of the five towns in Kyoto."

Yang Xiaole turned her head to look and saw an old man wearing a thin coat sitting there leaning against the wall under the street lamp.

In his right hand, he holds a paper folding fan to repel mosquitoes, and in his left hand, he holds a purple sand pot.

There were quite a few little dolls squatting around, listening quietly there.

The old man took a sip of his tea and said slowly:
"In other words, Song Li, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry of the Ming Dynasty, was ordered to go to Sichuan to harvest golden nanmu in Yongle four years. After returning to Beijing, he told the emperor a strange experience. One evening, several giant trees drifted from the valley to the Yangtze River without warning. The emperor was also very miraculous when he heard it, thinking that "this is a sign of auspiciousness, and God helps me." Therefore, the giant golden nanmu is known as the "sacred tree", and he ordered to build a shrine to sacrifice it every year to thank God bestow.

After the construction of the Ming Palace and the Changling Mausoleum was completed, a huge golden-threaded nanmu was kept as the treasure of the town in response to the saying of "Oriental Jiayi Wood", and officers and soldiers were guarded to show the long-term and ensure the safety of one side.

This huge golden nanmu tree is more than 6 feet long. According to legend, two people were riding on horseback and standing across the tree, and neither of them could see the other, which shows the thickness of the sacred tree.

In the 23rd year of Qianlong's reign, the emperor came here admiringly, composed a song "Shenmu Ballad" and engraved a stele to build a pavilion..."

Yang Xiaole also listened with gusto.

He used to engage in live broadcasts of antique appreciation, so he definitely wanted to learn, and naturally he had seen a lot of classic things.

This sacred tree is naturally one of them.

Talking about falling from the sky and going down the Yangtze River is pure nonsense.

To put it bluntly, it is difficult to travel by land. After all, Sichuan is thousands of kilometers away from here, and transportation is inconvenient. There were no trains before.

Cut down the wood and throw it into the Yangtze River, and let the wood flow down the river.

But this wood is indeed famous.

Golden nanmu has always been the king's wood, and is regarded as the most ideal, precious and high-grade building material.

This is because golden nanmu is not only beautiful, but also resistant to decay, insect repellent, warm in winter and cool in summer, etc. It is said that there are no mosquitoes around golden nanmu.

This thing is not approved by the emperor, whoever uses it is a violation.

Red sandalwood is too far behind it.

This was one of the dozens of crimes against Heshen when his home was ransacked.

It is said that this sacred tree is also the thickest one in ancient times. Two people on horseback could not see each other standing on both sides, so one can imagine how thick it is.

It's a pity that it was cut into 8 oversized conference tables in those years, after all, it was named "God".

It was later collected by cultural relics units.

He doesn't know where this thing is now, but this thing will be his in the future, it is better to give it to him than to be cut into a conference table.

After hearing this, more than half an hour passed.

"Okay, today's talk is over, let's leave, and when the Lord is in the mood, I will talk to you guys."

After finishing speaking, the old man stood up, stooped and inserted the folding fan behind his neck.

Holding the purple clay pot with one hand, he picked up a wooden walking stick next to him with his right hand.

Regardless of the children's yelling, they tremblingly walked towards the courtyard.

Yang Xiaole looked at the old man, lost in thought.

This old man is not simple!

When I just sat there and told the story, after putting down the purple clay pot, the left hand never stopped.

Squeeze with one hand and flick.

Yang Xiaole watched for a long time before realizing that this old man pinched mosquitoes with two fingers!

Since he watched it for a while until now, there has been no miss.

Otherwise, there would be no action like that.

interesting.

To be honest, he was really moved.

Not to mention a man, everyone has a dream of being a hero.

Just saying that he has a good physique in the village, few people would dare to provoke him, after all, he has not yet reached the point of being reasonable.

If he had good physical strength before, Yang Xiaolong and Yang Xiaohu wouldn't be beaten up by him.

The adults don't care much.

But he didn't go there, let's not say whether the other party will agree, but it's getting late, and he looks like someone who is going to sleep.

The car twisted and rode towards Fuchengmen.

You can also see a lot of pedestrians on the road.

When I came to the place, I walked outside the city for a while before entering the space.

Without the certificate opened by the production team, the hostel can't even live in, so they can only live in the space temporarily.

This space is also pitch black.

When I came to the wooden house, I poured the kerosene on the lantern I bought before, and lit it up.

He was used to the dim light.

He came to the bedside with a kerosene lamp.

To be honest, he was more or less not used to sleeping in this space suddenly.

After setting the alarm clock, he took out a few old clothes to cover his stomach, and lay down on the bed.

Sniffing gently, there is still a faint fragrance.

Tossed and turned for a while before falling asleep.

Before he could get enough sleep, the alarm clock rang, and he checked the time, it was 2 o'clock in the morning.

I could only wake up in a daze.

I have to go back and give my confession!

After leaving the space, it was still pitch black outside, and the mosquitoes all around seemed to smell the smell of blood, and rushed towards him.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the people pulling coal into the city encountered three or four vehicles.

None of the people who went to the mine came.

Suddenly, he saw a light coming from the edge of the city gate.

He hurriedly stood in the middle of the road and started waving his hands from a long distance away. When the car approached, he hurried to the side.

It was a big night, and he was really afraid that the driver would doze off and push him over.

Fortunately, the driver saw him.

Still stopped.

This time it was no coincidence that it was Xu Daniu, but a middle-aged man.

The other party stretched out his head to look at him: "Little comrade, what are you doing?"

"Uncle, my grandma is seriously ill. I will go to the city and inform my uncle."

Yang Xiaole said anxiously.

At this time, his clothes had been changed into that beggar outfit.

At this time, people are still very vigilant, and he is already half a child.

So I asked about the situation: "Where do you live?"

"Red Flag Commune, the Sixth Squad of the Red Flag Brigade, our captain is called Yang Qingwen, and my father's name is Yang Guangzhi."

The man glanced at it, and finally nodded; "Okay, come up!"

It looks like a rural doll.

"Hey, okay, thank you uncle."

Yang Xiaole got into the car happily, but there was no one there, so he was going to ride back by himself.

The man yawned, lit a cigarette, and then started the car and left.

On the way, the other party also chatted there for a few words.

This time we are talking about the countryside, so naturally there will be no more problems.

It is an empty car to go to the mine, and the speed is relatively fast. It takes about an hour to reach the fork in the road.

"Uncle Wang, goodbye!"

After getting out of the car, Yang Xiaole said hello.

After the other party drove away, he released the car and rode in the direction of the commune.

The road was not easy to walk, and after half an hour, I finally arrived at the commune.

Returning to the commune at this time, Yang Xiaole felt relieved.

But think about what is there to be afraid of. If it is really not possible, I will confess, saying that I am trying to sell it, and I will not be able to kill me.

It just so happened that the fishing net hadn't been returned yet!

It's a pity that he hasn't had enough shopping in Kyoto yet!
It was past four o'clock at this time, and it would be dawn in about an hour.

Thinking that he will not come to the commune after returning home, he plans to buy some meat tickets and tofu tickets and put them in the space, so as not to make another trip.

Although the production team slaughtered pigs.

It is indeed a world of difference compared to before.

But there are so many people in the village!
Even if you eat one head a day, the one-hundred-jin pig, with the bones removed, and even the pig's upper and lower water, is one point for every 200 people.

A maximum of four or five taels of pork a day, divided into two meals is only one or two taels.

Actually not much.

After making up his mind, he came to the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Hey, Xiao Le is here? Why do you wake up so early!"

When Gao Danian saw him coming, he greeted him with a smile.

Yang Xiaole responded with a smile, "Uncle Gao! I'm busy! Come to the supply and marketing agency to buy something."

The other party is frying fried dough sticks with a cigarette in his mouth!
Hearing that he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things, his expression changed.

At this time, only the butcher shop and the fish shop sell things, and the other stalls are not open yet!

And the village is eating canteens, what kind of meat do you buy at this time?

But he didn't say anything, and said with a smile: "Would you like some snacks later?"

"Wait a minute! I'll go shopping first."

Say hello and leave.

Yang Xiaole may have guessed something about Gao Danian's suspicion, but there is no way around it.

You can only buy fresh meat early.

Otherwise, not to mention the change in taste of the meat bought, people's eyes will be more complicated during the day, so it will be difficult to avoid Gao Danian's eyes.

And he is planning to catch this line in the future!

When he came to the butcher shop of the supply and marketing cooperative, Yang Xiaole watched the other party cut up the pork, and put the cut pork belly into the basket.

This is something only acquaintances can buy.

"Uncle, give me three catties of rib meat."

The man was smoking a cigarette, looked up at him, and said lightly, "Sold out!"

　Originally, the progress in the city would be so fast, and there are many side characters.

　　Only return for special reasons.

　　Moreover, the writing of the number of words on the required cards in the city is particularly uncomfortable, and the main line is dry.

　　Come back and write well.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)