Hunger for a hundred years

Chapter 4 (4)
He looked away and wanted to go home, but he felt empty again; besides, Xu Lian still had a long time to finish the meal.When cooking here, hanging pots are hung on the fire hall. The fire cannot be kept, and it takes more than half an hour to boil a pot of water.If you feel a little bored, you will leave the dense wormwood and walk into the center of the ancient village.There is a strange mound shaped like a gourd - this is the legendary Dagou Grave.

He Xingneng did not tell He Fang the story of beating the dog grave.He He only heard this story not long ago.

That was a story from a long, long time ago.At that time, this area was a real barbarian land, in the vast and vast forest, but the sun was bleak, the moon was vast at night, animals were protruding north and south, birds were shouting things, and among the beasts, the most were dogs (wolves). , wild boars and muntjacs, on a night when the moon is white and the wind is high, the furry dog ​​who looks at the moon and howls, the voice is lonely and terrifying, the eyes are shining, and they are lit like lanterns in the mountains and forests.Birds and beasts thought this was their permanent home, but on a hot summer day, a father and son surnamed He came in this direction.The father is in his fifties, and the son is in the weak crown.Judging from the situation, the father and son were fleeing famine and begging for food. They were carrying begging bowls and holding dog-beating sticks.Walking to the foot of Laojun Mountain, the father and son met a girl who was about the same age as the son.The girl was also begging for food, so she asked to go with the father and son, and the old man immediately agreed to come down, so the three of them climbed up the mountain together.

Beggars should go to densely populated places, why come to this dangerous forest where there are no human hair?On the way up the mountain, the old man was strongly opposed by two young people, but he was stubborn, and the young people had to obey.With the dog-beating sticks in their hands, the three climbed to a height of 800 meters. The old man sat down panting, and took out a begging bowl from the black bag. Then he said to the two young men, "Children, go find some water to eat with." The two young men took the water bowl and took the order to go.They drilled into the forest and found a small puddle dozens of feet away.As soon as they walked to the water hole, the two saw a terrifying and alluring scene: in the water hole less than two feet square, a prosperous village appeared, with people coming and going in the village, dogs napping in the corner, Roosters crow on top of trees.However, in the blink of an eye, the illusion disappeared, leaving only a small puddle with crystal clear bottom.They were shrouded in mystery, they didn't say anything, they rubbed their eyes, like having a long dream.

After that, the man knelt down, scooped up a bowl of water, and followed the girl back to meet his father.

The begging bowl with leftover rice was still there, but my father was gone, and a dog emerged from nowhere, sticking its beak into the bowl to eat the rice balls.This is all their food, their lifeblood, how can dogs eat it?The man stuffed the water bowl into the girl's arms, rushed to pick up the dog-beating stick, and hit the dog on the head with one stick.

The dog rolled over and died instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the dead dog revealed the true form of the man's father!
It turned out that this place is a land of geomantic omens. The old man is a "Mr. Geography". He saw the purple air rising here outside the mountains, so he deliberately brought his son up to seize this vein of earth air. On the way, he met a girl, and the old man even I feel that this is the Bodhisattva blessing his descendants to prosper, and his affairs are certain.Since this place is a coffin vein rather than a house vein, people must be buried here to bless future generations. If the old man hadn't turned into a dog, his son wouldn't have beaten him to death, and he wouldn't have been able to grab this place in the first place. Vein Feng Shui.

The son was distraught, and the girl cried to death.After the two buried the old man on the spot, they thought about the strange death of the old man, and thought about the scene they saw in the puddle, and realized the mystery, so they stayed together and became husband and wife.Since the old man's head was facing east when he fell down, they built the shack two miles to the east, ate wild fruits, drank mountain springs, and expanded the territory day and night.Not long after, the woman gave birth.She only gave birth to one child in her life, but this birth gave birth to five, all five of whom were sons.When these sons grow up, a large piece of wasteland has been reclaimed on the slopes. When the wheat is ripe and the rice is yellow, people from far away can smell the fragrance of the crops.When the five sons were about to be married, the mother drove them all down the mountain and ordered them to bring back a woman each within three years.They all completed the task brilliantly, and the second and fifth children brought back three women respectively.Husband and wife catch each other and have sons, sons have grandchildren, and grandchildren have sons. In this way, Hejiapo has formed a village.
Standing next to the Dagou grave, He Di couldn't help smiling at the bag of graves, recalling this interesting legend.He thought, since the ancestors of the Hejiapo people were buried inside, why was the grave covered with weeds and no one came here to offer incense and burn paper?It is said that before He Huaqiang took charge, at the end of the new year, someone would come to clean the grave and offer tributes such as bream meat and liquor. After He Huaqiang took charge and ruled Hejiapo with his strong will, there was no People come to do these things.This proves that He Huaqiang doesn't believe it at all.Not only He Huaqiang didn't believe it, but He Xingneng didn't seem to believe it either. Otherwise, why didn't he mention the legend to him when he passed by the ancient village dozens of times with him?They didn't believe it, but most of the people on the slope believed it. Although they didn't come here to worship anymore, they still had this grave in their hearts; I don't know where, and I don't want to think deeply.

He came out, and wanted to walk home directly from a field ridge covered with pig's nostril grass, but he couldn't control his eyes, and he couldn't control his heart, so he stood at the place where he had stood before. On that rock, looking towards Anzi Temple.

The wind on the beam was very strong, the sharp spring breeze was piercing, and it felt very cool on the body. He didn't feel it at all, but just looked at the dozens of acres of fields stupidly.

He did not notice that his own death was approaching.

A lean black dog emerged from the rapeseed field and ran towards the beam with its tail between its legs and head down.A hundred meters away from where, there is a pond, and the dog twitched non-stop by the pond, and then barked wildly.This abnormal behavior did not attract anyone's attention, he was still laughing that the dog was crazy!The dog ran a few meters in front of He Di, raised his eyelids slightly, revealing blood-red eyes, and then rushed straight forward.Just as He Di was about to shout, he was already bitten on the leg.Wherever it bites, it continues to run forward, with its head down and its tail between its legs.

Only then did He Fang scream, realizing that he was really attacked by a mad dog!

This sudden change made He Di's mind go blank.

He knelt down and forced himself to be calm.The wound was on the calf, the tooth marks were not deep, but the skin was broken, and the dark red blood oozes out hesitantly, congealing into a small bead, which does not fall down.He Zhi spit into the palm of his hand and wiped away the blood bead.However, a new bead of blood seeped out again, mixed with saliva.I was bitten by a mad dog, I was bitten by a mad dog He Di mumbled this sentence.Is that a mad dog?No, there has never been a mad dog in Hejiapo and Zhou Zisitai, but they have only heard about it from the old people, but the old people have only heard about it, and no one has actually seen a mad dog.However, the dog walked with its tail tucked down, barked in fear when it saw water, and twitched endlessly, just like the mad dog described by the old people.He Di's heart went straight up, and the dozens of acres of bright rapeseed flowers in Anzi Temple turned into a void in his eyes.He wiped a few handfuls of saliva on the wound, wishing he could wash the blood all over his body with the saliva.However, every time a blood bead is wiped out, a new blood bead reluctantly deviates from its accustomed track, and pops up shyly.

"Mom sells x!" He Di cursed.The gentle He Di seldom swears.

He no longer cared about the blood beads, stood up, and ran towards the right side of the ancient village.There are thick black mottled bamboos growing there.The old people said that if you want to kill a mad dog, you can only use black mottled bamboo.He Xi toppled the thickest one, picked up a blade-like stone, and smashed it vigorously.He smashed the head of the mottled bamboo, and picked off the branches with stone flakes, and swung it twice vigorously.There was a muffled whirring sound in the humid air.At this time, he couldn't help but rolled up his trousers again to inspect the wound: a round bead of blood landed on his leg.His heart sank heavily, he put down his trouser legs, and walked faster and faster across the narrow field ridge, until he started running, chasing after the mad dog in the direction where the mad dog disappeared.

He Di is like a knight wandering in the rivers and lakes chasing and killing his enemies for generations.From fleeing with his biological mother, to his adoptive parents leaving home, and even after getting married and having children, he never seemed to grow up. Except for asking to go to school, he never made a strong determination for a certain purpose, but at this time , he has made up his mind to let that lean dog die!

After chasing several rapeseed fields, there was no sign of the dog.After a while, He Di arrived at the back of his house, under the sun, the light as silk smoke was ripped from the ridge of the roof, he heard He Da coming back from the outside, and called mother crisply, Xu Lian agreed, and asked: "My dear son, where is the father?" Go?" He Da said he didn't know.Xu Lian said: "Can you go to the ridge behind the house and call Dad to come back for dinner?" If you pass a sweet potato, you may not become a rice bucket? An unfilial guy."
Tears flowed down like strings.

"I was bitten by a mad dog," he said aloud.He was doubting, but at the same time affirming; he was speaking to himself, and at the same time he was pleading to his wife.His wife couldn't hear him, and he didn't want her to hear him.

Xu Lian was talking to He Da again, and Xu Lian said, "Why don't you call Dad, and help Mom blow the ashes off her hair?" He Da probably agreed, because Xu Lian gave a crisp smile Voice.

He Di's heart hardened, and he ran back up the mountain.He believed that the dog had gone to the back hill.After climbing tens of meters, he didn't see the mad dog, but he was exhausted.He had to sit and rest on the wet ground covered with pine needles.As soon as she sat down, she heard Xu Lian shouting at the top of her throat.Xu Lian shouted from the Luke beside the dam.Through the pine needles and green gang leaves, He Di wiped his gaze from the roof, and happened to see Xu Lian's head in a bun.His tears flowed again.But he didn't answer.He must kill that vicious dog.If that dog bit his wife and son...he couldn't bear to think about it.

Xu Lian yelled more than a dozen times, but her head disappeared. A few minutes later, when she arrived at the big field ridge behind the house, she yelled again. Every time she yelled, a knife was stabbed in the apex of He Zhi's heart, but he still kept going. No answer.Xu Lian yelled dozens of times before turning around in dismay.At this time, He Xiang wanted to take a look at the wound, but didn't dare to look, so he took out the rabbit's ear dry tobacco in his bosom, picked up a dried green gang leaf to make a wrap, wrapped it mechanically, and lit a match on.Light blue smoke was pulled out in strands and strands.

After taking two sips, he heard the frightened barking of dogs by the weir pond at the foot of the mountain.

He Zhi threw the cigarette away, picked up the black mottled bamboo stick and rushed down the mountain.

It really was that dog!It looked at its own reflection in the water by the weir pond, trembling with fear.

He Di fucked from behind, kicked the dog into the pond.The dog howled desperately.It pawed its four hooves in the water and swam to the shore, where a bamboo stick hit its head, but it didn't seem to feel any pain, it just barked wildly.Seeing that its front paws had grasped the dry soil on the bank, its head shook like a rattle, splashing dirty water, and it kicked its front ribs from somewhere.

The mad dog let out a short scream and entered the water again. After that, his whole body was numb and he sank.

He Ji flicked it with a bamboo stick to bring it to the shore.He took hold of the dog's hind legs and whipped it on the dry soil like a whip.

When he stopped panting, he found that the dog's head had burst.

Next to it was a piece of dry land, a hoe was left in the field, and He Di dug a deep pit nearby, and buried the dog.

He sat on the edge of the wet weir pond, thinking sadly: Can I go home?

He didn't get up and kept thinking about this question.At that time, the Yantang was not like the later roads on all sides. At that time, there was only a road leading to Anzi Temple in the north, and the other three sides were tightly covered by yellow wattle and thatch that was as tall as a person. Where can I hide in the yellow wattle? In the middle, no one will find him. The gray sun is moving in the sky. Xu Lian's cry sounded again. The cry was very close at first, and then it became more and more faint. No phantom.
It wasn't until Rihanxishan that He Di stood up and walked slowly towards the house.Stepping up the ridge of the dam, he saw many people surrounded the dam. In the center of the crowd stood Xu Lian. Xu Lian was holding He Er in one hand and He Da in the other, her eyes were crying like peaches.The old rich man He Heng sat on the bench in front of Xu Lian, his eyes were slightly closed, his left hand moved five fingers lightly, and he muttered something.Where do you know that Xu Lian invited him to "pinch food"; if someone on the slope lost people, animals or other items, this old gentleman was invited to "pinch food" to divination the direction.He Di squeezed straight into the crowd, pulled Xu Lian up and walked into the house.Except for the old gentleman who closed his eyes and didn't know what to do, the rest of the people were shocked and lost their voices.Entering the house, he slammed the door shut.

The people outside breathed a sigh of relief, and were extremely dissatisfied with He Di's indifference. They raised their voices and said to the old gentleman who was exercising his five fingers: "Don't pinch it, everyone is back!" After that, they all dispersed.The old man opened his eyes and saw that Xu Lian was gone, shook his head, sighed, and got up to go home.

As soon as he turned around a pigsty alley, he heard Xu Lian's heart-piercing cries.The old gentleman shook his head again.He concludes that a certain person's ghost has attached to He Xiang's body: He Xiang can't live for long.

Xu Lian cried because of resentment towards her husband.In half a day, how many times did she run, how many places did she turn, she even looked for Zhu's board, which people are most afraid of going to. "Where the hell have you been?" she demanded of her husband.He Di lowered his head and said softly, "I'm by the Yantang." Xu Lian became even more angry, "Since I'm by the Yantang, I called you like Ang Nan, why didn't you answer me?" "Ang Nan" It is He Jiapo's image of courting a cow when it is in heat, and it is the most vicious curse on women.

He Di hung his head between his crotches and said nothing.Not only did he not speak, he even sat on the bed without eating.

At night, after Xu Lian got He Dahe Er to sleep on the bunk, she came to her husband who was as silent as a stone again.Since she was a child, she has never endured such loneliness, and her nerves are about to break.She held her husband's head in her arms and stroked it.At this time, she had the same idea as Mr. He, thinking that some evil ghost must have possessed her husband.She had heard people say that He Huaqiang's sister drowned in that weir pond when she was seventeen or eighteen years old, so it must be her ghost.While putting the child to bed, while paying attention to her husband's movement, she thought: Tonight, I must invite my husband to come to the hospital to see what my husband looks like. I'm afraid it won't be until dawn. Sir, Mr. Luo is surnamed. It is said that he is a descendant of Luo Siju. He originally lived in Baiyanpo, but moved to Wanggulou a few years ago.The reason for his relocation is that Baiyanpo's feng shui has been exhausted, but Wanggulou is in the rising period of the earth's veins.Mr. Luo has been wearing a yellow scarf all year round, holding a corpse knife in his hand, and wandering around, saying that he has the ability to subdue demons and demons. Xu Lian can ask Mr. in the dark, but how can she rest assured that her husband is left at home!She wanted to put her husband to sleep, and then she tried to find someone to watch over him, and went up to the Drum Tower by herself.

(End of this chapter)