Big breasts and fat buttocks

Chapter 3
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Pastor Maloya carried a black earthen pot onto the street behind the church. He saw at a glance that Shangguan Lu, the wife of the blacksmith Shangguan Fulu, was bending over and holding a broom, sweeping the street. earth.His heart beat violently, his lips trembled, and he whispered: "God, Almighty, God..." He drew a "ten" on his chest with his stiff fingers, and then slowly retreated to the corner, Silently observing the tall and fat Shangguan Lu.She quietly and attentively swept up the floating soil that was wet by the night dew, and carefully picked out the sundries in the floating soil and threw it away.This fat woman is clumsy but extremely powerful, and the golden broom made of ears of millet is like a toy in her hand.She put the soil into the dustpan, pressed it firmly with her big hands, and then stood up holding the dustpan.

Shangguan Lu had just turned into the entrance of his own alley with the dust in his hand when he heard a commotion behind him.She turned her head and saw that the black-painted gate of Fushengtang, the richest man in the town, was open, and a group of women poured out.They were all dressed in tattered clothes, and their faces were smeared with pot ashes.Why are the female family members of Fushengtang dressed in silk and satin and painted with paint? Why do they dress up like this?From the courtyard opposite the gate of Fushengtang, the coachman nicknamed "Old Chickadee" drove out a brand new cart with rubber wheels covered with a green cloth curtain.Before the car stopped, the women rushed to squeeze up.The coachman squatted in front of the dew-soaked stone lion, silently smoking a cigarette.Sima Ting, the treasurer of Fushengtang, jumped out from the gate holding a long-barreled shotgun.His movements are nimble and nimble, like a young man.The coachman hurriedly stood up and looked at the shopkeeper.Sima Ting snatched the pipe from the coachman, took a few puffs loudly, then looked up at the rose-colored sky at dawn and yawned, "Start the car, stop at the Mohe Bridge and wait, I'll be there soon. "

The coachman held the reins with one hand and shook the whip with the other, pulled the horses together, and turned the cart around.The female relatives crowded into the car, chattering and chattering.The coachman cracked his whip, and the horse began to trot.The copper bell hanging under the horse's neck jingled and rang, and the wheels rolled, rolling up a trail of ashes.

Sima Ting urinated carelessly in the middle of the street, yelled at the carriage going away, and then, holding a shotgun, climbed up to the watchtower on the side of the street.The tower is three feet high and was built with 99 thick logs.On the top of the tower is a small platform with a red flag on it.There was no wind in the early morning, and the wet flag hung down.Shangguan Lu saw Sima Ting standing on the platform, looking northwest with his head stuck out.He has a long neck and an upturned mouth, like a goose drinking water.A cloud of fluffy white mist rolled over, engulfed Sima Ting, and spit out Sima Ting.The blood-red glow dyed Sima Ting's face red.Shangguan Lu felt that Sima Ting's face was covered with a layer of syrup, which was shiny, sticky and dazzling.He raised his gun with both hands above his head, and his face was as red as a cockscomb.Shangguan Lu heard a slight sound, it was the sound of the gun bolt hitting the ignition cap.Holding his gun, he waited solemnly for a long, long time.Shangguan Lu's family was also waiting, even though the heavy dustpan fell down and his hands were numb, even though his neck was tilted awkwardly.Sima Ting lowered his gun, his lips pursed, like an angry boy.She heard him curse.The grandson!Dare not to ring!Then he raised the gun again and fired. After a thin click, a burst of flame shot out of the muzzle of the gun, dimming the glow and whitening his red face.A sharp sound tore through the tranquility of the village, and suddenly the sky was filled with colorful lights, as if there were fairies standing in the clouds, making the bright petals flutter one after another.Shangguan Lu was excited.She is the wife of a blacksmith, but in fact her blacksmithing skills are much better than her husband's. As long as she sees iron and fire, her blood will be hot.The blood boils, flushing the blood vessels.Muscles protruding, one by one, like a bullwhip out of its sheath, black iron hits red iron, flowers shoot out, sweat profusely, converging into a stream in the milk ditch, and the smell of iron and blood permeates the world.She saw Sima Ting jumping on the high tower.In the humid air in the early morning, there is a smell of gunpowder and gunpowder.Sima Ting spun around in a high-pitched voice and issued a warning to the entire Northeast Gaomi Township:

"Fathers and folks, the Japanese devils are coming!"

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Shangguan Lu poured the dust from the dustpan onto the earthen kang with the mats uncovered and grass rolled up, and glanced worriedly at his daughter-in-law, Shangguan Lu, who was holding the edge of the kang and moaning softly.She stretched out her hands, spread the dust evenly, and said softly to her daughter-in-law: "Go up."

Under her gentle gaze, Shangguan Lu shivered all over.She looked at her mother-in-law's kind face pitifully, her pale lips trembling, as if she was about to say something.

Shangguan Lu said loudly: "Hey, when you fired the gun in the morning, Da Sima fell into a trance again!"

Shangguan Lu said: "Mother..."

Shangguan Lu patted the dust on his hands, and muttered softly: "You, my good daughter-in-law, fight for your breath! If there is another girl, I will have no face to protect you!"

Two lines of clear tears welled up from Shangguan Lu's eye sockets.She bit her lower lip tightly, exerted all her strength, lifted her heavy belly, and climbed onto the exposed adobe kang.

"Be familiar with the road, let's give birth slowly." Shangguan Lu put a roll of white cloth and a pair of scissors on the kang, frowned, and said impatiently, "Your father-in-law and Laidi and her father gave the black donkey in the west wing room. Midwifery, it is the first-born baby, I have to take care of it."

Shangguan Lu nodded.She heard another gunshot high in the sky, several dogs barked timidly, and Sima Ting's shout came intermittently: "Folks, run, you will die if you run too late..." It seemed like Responding to Sima Ting's cry, she felt punches and kicks in her abdomen, severe pain rolled like a lump, sweat oozed from every pore, exuding a faint fishy smell.She clenched her teeth, trying not to blurt the howl.Through the hazy tears, she saw the black-haired mother-in-law kneeling in front of the shrine in the main room, and inserted three sticks of purple-red sandalwood in the incense burner of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The merciful and compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves the suffering, bless me, have pity on me, and give me a boy... Shangguan Lu pressed his hands on his high, swollen belly and looked at the white porcelain sitting in the shrine. Guanyin's mysterious smooth face prayed silently, and tears overflowed her eyes again.She took off her wet pants and rolled up her gown as much as possible, exposing her abdomen and breasts.She supported the kang with her hands, and put her body upright in the floating soil swept by her mother-in-law.In between labor pains, she combed her messy hair with her fingers, and leaned her back on the rolled up kang mat and wheat straw.

There is a broken mirror mottled with mercury on the window sill, reflecting the profile of the face: the sideburns wet with sweat, the slender, dull eyes, the high white nose bridge, the lips that are constantly shaking and the dry mouth.A ray of damp sunlight shone obliquely on her belly through the window lattice.There are crooked blue blood vessels and a large area of ​​uneven white patterns exposed on it, which looks hideous and terrifying.She stared at her belly, and her heart alternately appeared dark and bright, just like the sky in Northeast Gaomi Township in midsummer, sometimes with dark clouds and sometimes blue and transparent.She hardly dared to look down at her surprisingly big and hard belly.Once she dreamed that she was pregnant with a cold piece of iron.Once she dreamed that she was pregnant with a spotted toad.The image of iron was barely tolerable for her, but every time the image of the toad flashed in her mind, she would get goose bumps all over her body.Bodhisattva bless... ancestors bless... all gods, all ghosts, please bless me and forgive me, let me give birth to a boy with full hair and wings... my dear son, come out... Heavenly Father, Earth Mother, Yellow Immortal Fox Spirit, please help me... Just praying and praying like this, I was greeted with bursts of severe pain like tearing the liver and lungs.She grabbed the mat behind her with both hands, and every muscle in her body was trembling and twitching.Her eyes were wide open, and there was a red light in front of her eyes. In the red light, some incandescent networks were rapidly curling and shrinking, like silver threads melting in a furnace.A howl that could not be restrained finally came out of her mouth, flew out of the window lattice, wandered up and down in the streets and alleys, intertwined with Sima Ting's shouts, twisted into a rope, like a snake, burrowed into the body The ears of the tall, stooped, red-haired head of the Swedish pastor Maloya with two tufts of white hair growing out of his ears.

On the decaying wooden staircase leading to the bell tower, Pastor Maloya was stunned for a moment, his blue, lost lamb-like eyes that were always tearful, always touching, and seemed to be jumping with a light of surprise.He stretched out a thick red finger, drew a cross on his chest, and uttered a foreign phrase that was completely localized in Northeast Gaomi Township: "Almighty Lord..." He continued to climb up to the At the top, the rusty copper bell that was originally hung in the monastery was struck.

The desolate chime of the bell diffuses in the misty rose-colored morning.With the first ringing of the bell and the warning that the Japanese devils were about to enter the village, a rush of amniotic fluid flowed out from between Shangguan Lu's legs.She smelled the smell of dairy goats, and also smelled the strong and sometimes elegant scent of Sophora japonica. The scene of love with Maloja in the Sophora japonica forest last year suddenly reappeared in front of her eyes very clearly, but she was not allowed to go back there. Lingering in the scene, the mother-in-law, Shangguan Lu, ran into the room holding up her two blood-stained hands.She saw in horror that green sparks were shining on her mother-in-law's bloody hand.

"Did you give birth?" She heard her mother-in-law ask loudly.

She shook her head a little ashamedly.

Grandma's head trembled brilliantly in the sun, and she was surprised to find that her hair suddenly turned gray.

"I thought it was born." The mother-in-law said.

The mother-in-law stretched out her hands towards her belly.Those hands have thick joints, hard nails, and even the backs of the hands are covered with callus-like hard skin.She was terrified and tried to escape the donkey-blooded hands of the blacksmith, but she had no strength.The mother-in-law pressed her hands unceremoniously on her belly, and she felt that her heartbeat was about to stop, and the cold feeling penetrated her internal organs.She screamed uncontrollably, not from pain but from terror.The mother-in-law's hands fumbled roughly, squeezed her belly, and finally slapped it a few times like testing the ripeness of a watermelon, as if buying a raw melon, showing annoyance and frustration.Those hands finally left, hanging in the sun, heavy and sluggish.In her eyes, her mother-in-law is a big floating shadow, only those two hands are real, majestic, and do whatever they want.She heard her mother-in-law's voice from far away, from the deep pond, with the smell of mud and the foam of crabs:
"...The melons are ripe...When the time comes, I can't stop it...Hold it up and make a fuss...Aren't you afraid of others' jokes, aren't you afraid of your seven precious daughters' jokes..."

She saw one of those two hands fall weakly again, beating her protruding belly in boredom, as if beating a damp sheepskin drum, making a dull sound.

"Women nowadays are becoming more and more squeamish. When I gave birth to her father, I gave birth to her shoe soles at the same time..."

The hand finally stopped knocking, retracted, and hid in the shadows, trance like the claws of a wild beast.The voice of mother-in-law flickered in the darkness, and the fragrance of Sophora japonica flowers came in bursts.

"Look at your belly, it's surprisingly big, with special patterns, like a male fetus. This is your blessing, my blessing, and the Shangguan family's blessing. The Bodhisattva appears, God bless you, if you don't have a son, you will be a slave all your life; If you have a son, you will be the Lord immediately. Do you believe what I say? Believe it or not, it’s up to you..."

"Mother, I believe, I believe!" Shangguan Lu muttered piously, her eyes saw the dark brown stain on the opposite wall, and her heart was filled with infinite sadness.That was three years ago, after giving birth to her seventh daughter, Shangguan Qiudi, her husband, Shangguan Shou, was so angry that he threw a wooden mallet, breaking her head, and blood splashed the stains on the wall.The mother-in-law brought a basket and placed it beside her.The voice of the mother-in-law burns like a flame in the dark night, emitting a beautiful light:
"Follow me and say, 'The child in my belly is the son of a thousand gold', hurry up and say it!" There were shelled peanuts in the basket.The mother-in-law's kind face and solemn voice, half god, half mother, Shangguan Lu was very moved, crying and said: "I am pregnant with a precious son, I am pregnant with a precious son... my son... The mother-in-law stuffed a few peanuts into her hand and taught her to say:
"Peanuts, Huahuasheng, there are men and women, Yin and Yangping." She took the peanuts, and gratefully repeated her mother-in-law's words: "Peanuts, peanuts, and flowers, there are men and women, Yin and Yangping."

Shangguan Lu leaned over her head and said with tears in her eyes: "Bodhisattva appears, God bless, the Shangguan family is blessed with double happiness! Come on, my brother and mother, you peel the peanuts and wait for the time. Our black donkey is going to give birth to a mule. I can't take care of you anymore."

Shangguan Lu said emotionally: "Mother, you go quickly. God bless our black donkey's first birth..."

Shangguan Lu sighed and staggered out of the room.

Section Three

On the stone mill platform in the west wing, a dirty soybean oil lamp was lit, the dim yellow light flickered uncomfortably, and a wisp of black smoke spiraled up from the sharp flame.The aroma of burning soybean oil mixed with the smell of donkey dung and donkey urine.The air in the wing was foul.One side of the stone mill is close to the bluestone donkey trough.The black donkey of Shangguan's family was lying on its side between the stone mill and the donkey trough.When Shangguan Lu walked into the wing room, he could only see the soybean oil lamp.In the darkness came Shangguan Fulu's anxious question: "Mother, what happened?"

Shangguan Lu curled her lips in the direction of her husband, but did not answer.She jumped over the black donkey on the ground and Shangguan Shouxi who was kneeling beside the black donkey massaging the donkey's belly, walked to the window, and angrily tore off the black paper that pasted the window.A dozen rectangular golden sunlight suddenly illuminated half of the wall.She turned to the stone mill and blew out the oil lamp on the millstone.The aroma of burning soybean oil permeated quickly, suppressing the fishy smell in the wing room.Shangguan Shouxi's small dark face was illuminated by a ray of sunlight, and his two small jet-black eyes shone like two grains of charcoal.He looked at his mother timidly, and said in a low voice: "Mom, let's run too, everyone in Fushengtang has run away, and the Japanese are coming..."

Shangguan Lu's gaze stared at his son with hateful eyes, forcing him to dodge his eyes and droop his sweaty little face.

"Who told you that the Japanese are coming?" Shangguan Lu asked his son viciously.

"The shopkeeper of Fushengtang fired guns and shouted..." Shangguan Shouxi raised an arm, wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand covered with donkey hair, and muttered in a low voice.Compared with Shangguan Lu's thick and fat palms, Shangguan Shouxi's hands are small and thin.His lips stopped moving suddenly, he raised his head, pricked up those two exquisite little ears, and listened intently, he said: "Mother, Father, listen!"

Sima Ting's hoarse voice floated into the room leisurely: "Grandpas and ladies—uncles and aunts—big brothers and sisters-in-laws—big brothers and big sisters—run away, escape, and take shelter among the crops in the southeast wasteland. Get out of the limelight—the Japanese are coming—I have reliable information, it’s not a lie, folks, don’t hesitate, run, don’t be reluctant to part with those broken houses, people are in the green mountains, there are people who have the world What—folks, run, it’s too late—”

Shangguan Shouxi jumped up and said in horror: "Mother, did you hear that? Let's run away too..." "Run, where are you going?!" Shangguan Lu said dissatisfiedly, "Of course Fushengtang will run, we What are you running for? The Shangguan family makes a living by farming the land. They don’t owe the emperor’s grain or the national tax. Whoever becomes an official, we all serve the people. Aren’t the Japanese also human beings? The Japanese have occupied the Northeast Township, so they have to rely on our common people Farming land for them to pay rent? His father, you are the head of the family, am I right?"

Shangguan Fulu grinned, showing two rows of strong yellow teeth, and the expression on his face was indistinguishable from laughter and tears.

Shangguan Lu said angrily: "I'm asking you, what are you doing with your teeth bared? You can't make a fart!"

Shangguan Fulu said with a sad face, "What do I know? If you say run away, we will run away. If you say you will not run away, we will not run away!"

Shangguan Lu sighed, and said: "It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. Why are you still standing there? Give it a belly!"

Shangguan Shouxi moved his lips, summoned up his courage, and asked loudly, "Has she given birth?"

"A man should not do two things at once. You just take care of the donkey. Don't worry about women's affairs." Shangguan Lu said.

"Is she my wife..." Shangguan Shouxi murmured.

"No one said she is not your wife." Shangguan Lu said.

"I guess she's pregnant with a boy this time," Shangguan Shouxi pressed the donkey's belly and said, "Her belly is frighteningly big."

"You, incompetent thing..." Shangguan Lu said dejectedly, "Bodhisattva bless you." Shangguan Shouxi wanted to speak, but his mother's mournful eyes blocked his mouth.

Shangguan Fulu said: "You are busy here, I will go to the street to see what's going on."

"Come back!" Shangguan Lu grabbed her husband by the shoulders, dragged him to the donkey, and said angrily, "Do you see any movement on the street? Massage the donkey's belly and help it give birth quickly! Bodhisattva, God , the ancestors of the Shangguan family are all men who stick to iron and steel, how could they raise such wimpy descendants!"

Shangguan Fulu bent down in front of the donkey, stretched out his two small hands, which were as delicate as his son, and pressed them on the twitching belly of the black donkey.His body was opposite to that of his son across the donkey.The father and son looked at each other, both grinned and bared their teeth, just like a pair of troubled brothers.Their father rises and falls, and the father rises and falls, like two children on both ends of a seesaw.As their bodies rose and fell, their hands rubbed the floating skin on the donkey's belly.Both father and son have no strength, light and fluffy, limp, rushes, cotton wool, careless, and cut corners.Shangguan Lu who was standing behind them shook his head dejectedly, stretched out his big hands like iron pincers, pinched her husband's neck, lifted him up, and reprimanded a few times: "Go, go to the side!" Pushing, Shangguan Fulu, the blacksmith who is notoriously deceitful, staggered towards the corner and lay down on a sack of hay. "Get up!" Shangguan Lu scolded his son, "Don't get in the way here, eat a lot of food, drink a lot of water, and work sloppy! My lord, I have such a hard life!" Shangguan Shouxi jumped as if he had received an amnesty Get up and join your father in the corner.The black eyes of the father and son blinked slickly, and the expressions on their faces were both cunning and dull.At this time, Sima Ting's shouts poured into the wing room again, and the bodies of both father and son writhed uncomfortably, as if they were shit and urgent to urinate.

Shangguan Lu's knees knelt in front of the donkey's belly, not avoiding the filth on the ground at all.A solemn expression hung over her face.She rolled up her sleeves and rubbed her big hands.The sound of her rubbing her hands was rough and harsh, like rubbing the soles of two shoes.She put half of her face on the donkey's belly, squinting her eyes and listening.Then, she stroked the donkey's face and said emotionally: "Donkey, donkey, fight it out, we women can't get rid of this difficulty!" Then, she straddled the donkey's neck, bowed her waist, and put her hands flat On the donkey's belly, push forward hard like pushing a plane.The donkey groaned, its four curled legs snapped open, and its four hooves trembled, as if they were rapidly beating invisible drums on all sides. The chaotic sound of the drums echoed in the wing of Shangguan's house.The donkey's neck was bent and raised, stuck in the air, and then slammed down heavily, making a wet and sticky sound, "Donkey, hold on, who made us a woman? Clenched your teeth and tried hard." Son...work hard, donkey..." She muttered in a low voice, put her hands on her chest, gathered strength, held her breath, and pushed forward slowly and firmly.The donkey struggled, spraying yellow liquid from its nostrils, its head croaking, and amniotic fluid and feces spattering out from behind.Shangguan father and son covered their eyes in horror.

"Folks, the cavalry team of the Japanese devils has set off from the county seat. I have definite information. It's not just nonsense. Run, if you don't run, it will be too late..." Sima Ting's loyal shout came to their ears very clearly. .

Shangguan father and son opened their eyes and saw Shangguan Lu sitting beside the donkey's head, panting with his head down.Sweat soaked her white cloth gown, revealing the shape of her stiff, protruding shoulder blades.Behind the black donkey's buttocks, there was a pool of bright red blood, and a thin and slender mule leg protruded straight out of the donkey's birth canal.This mule leg looked extraordinarily fake, as if it was deliberately poked into it as a prank.

Shangguan Lu pressed the half of his face that was twitching violently to the donkey's belly again, and listened for a long time.Shangguan Shouxi saw that his mother's face was like a ripe apricot, showing a peaceful golden color.Sima Ting roared tirelessly and floated back and forth like a fly chasing a stinky smell, sticking to the wall and then flying to the donkey.He felt a fit of panic, as if a catastrophe was imminent.He wanted to escape from the wing, but he didn't have the guts.He vaguely felt that as soon as he left the house, he would surely fall into the hands of those little Japanese devils who were said to be short in stature, stubby in limbs, with bulbous noses, bell eyes, eating human livers and drinking human blood, and would be eaten by them, even to the bones. There is no scum left.Now, they must be running in groups in the alleys, chasing women and children, kicking and snorting like jolly horses.For comfort and confidence, he looked sideways to his father.He saw Shangguan Fulu, a counterfeit blacksmith with an ashen face, sitting on a sack in the corner with his hands on his knees, his body leaning forward and backward, his back and the back of his head constantly hitting the angle formed by the wall.Shangguan Shouxi's nose was inexplicably sore, and two lines of turbid tears gushed out.

Shangguan Lu coughed and slowly raised his head.She stroked the donkey's face and sighed:
"Donkey, donkey, what's the matter with you? How can you grow your legs outside first? You are so confused. When you give birth, you should have your first child..." Tears welled up in the donkey's eyes that had lost its luster.She wiped the tears off the donkey's eyelids with her hand, blew her nose loudly, then turned around and said to her son, "Go and call you Mr. Fan San. I wanted to save a pig's head for these two bottles of wine, hey, I can't save the flowers, let's go!"

Shangguan Shouxi retreated to the corner, stared at the gate leading to the alley in horror, grinned, and muttered: "There are only Japanese in the alley, all Japanese..."

Shangguan Lu stood up angrily, walked through the hall, and opened the door.The early summer southwest wind with the scorched aroma of ripe wheat rushed in.The alley was quiet, there was no one, only a group of black butterflies fluttering like paper dust, which looked very fake.Slices of dizzying black ominous images were left in Shangguan Shouxi's mind.

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The home of the veterinarian and "Bowman" Fan San is located at the east end of the village, next to the barren meadow extending southeast to the Mo River.Behind his yard is the high embankment of the Jiaolong River, which winds for hundreds of miles.Under the persecution of his mother, Shangguan Shouxi walked out of the house on soft legs.He saw that the sun beyond the forest had turned into a dazzling white ball, the dozens of pieces of stained glass on the bell tower of the church were dazzling, and Sima Ting, the treasurer of Fushengtang, was jumping up and down on the watchtower that was as high as the bell tower.He was still roaring in a hoarse voice, spreading the alarm that the Japanese were about to enter the village.On the street, some idlers with their arms folded looked up at him.Shangguan Shouxi stood in the middle of the alley, hesitating about choosing the route to Fan Sanjia.There are two ways to go to Fansan's house, one takes the street and the other takes the river embankment.He was afraid that he would disturb the black dogs of the Sun family by walking on the embankment.The dilapidated courtyard of the Sun family is located at the north end of the Hutong.The courtyard wall is low, with a few bare gaps on the top of the wall.Where there is no gap, a group of chickens are often squatting.The head of the Sun family is Aunt Sun, who leads five dumb grandchildren, whose parents seem to have never existed.Five dumb people crawled up and down the top of the wall, crawling through five gaps in the shape of saddles.They rode on the gap one by one, as if riding a horse.They held sticks, slingshots, or knives and guns scraped from wooden sticks, stared darkly at every person or other animal passing through the alley with white eyes.They are more polite to people than to animals. Whether it is calves or civet cats, geese, ducks, or chickens and dogs, as soon as they find them, they will lead their dogs to chase after them, turning the huge village into a hunting ground.Last year, they teamed up to hunt down a big runaway mule in Fushengtang, skinning and gouging out its flesh on the noisy street.Everyone is waiting to see a good show: Fushengtang's family has a big business, there is an uncle who is the head of the regiment outside, and a cousin who is a police officer in the city, and the family has a short gun team that is fake and powerful.The shopkeeper of Fushengtang stomped his feet on the street, and half the county trembled.What's the difference between killing his family's mules openly and courting death?But Sima Ku, the second innkeeper of Fushengtang—he is very good at marksmanship and has a red mole the size of a palm on his face—not only did not draw out his gun, but instead took out five yuan and gave it to the five dumb brothers.From then on, the mutes acted recklessly. When the livestock in the village saw them, they all hated their parents for not having two wings.When they straddled the wall, the five black dogs without a hair in their bodies, as if they had been fished out of an ink pool, always lay lazily at the foot of the wall, squinting their eyes, as if they were dreaming.The mutes of the Sun family and their dogs had a deep prejudice against Shangguan Shouxi who lived in the same alley. He couldn't figure out when, where and how he offended these ten terrifying elves.As long as he encounters a situation where people ride on the top of the wall and dogs lie on the bottom of the wall, bad luck will come.Although he smiled at the mutes every time, it was still difficult to avoid the attack of the black dogs who rushed forward like five arrows.Although this attack was just a threat and did not bite his flesh, it still made him terrified, and he shuddered when he thought about it.

He wanted to go south and go to Fansanjia via the chariot-and-horse avenue that crosses the village and town, but he had to walk in front of the church when he walked the avenue. Pastor Maloya, who was tall and fat, with red hair and blue eyes, must be the one squatting outside the gate at this hour. Beneath the prickly prickly pepper tree that gave off a pungent smell, he bent down and squeezed the red and swollen teats of the old goat with three beards on his chin with his big red hands with soft yellow hair, making him The bluish-white milk shot loudly into the enamel basin that had exposed rust.Swarms of greenbottle flies buzzed around Maloya and his dairy goats.The spicy smell of the pepper tree, the mutton smell of the milk goat, and the foul smell of Maloya all mixed into a foul smell that swelled under the bright sun, poisoning half the street.The most unbearable thing for Shangguan Shouxi was the vague and ambiguous glance that Maloana raised his head from behind the back of the dairy goat, even though his face had a friendly and compassionate smile.Because of the smile, Maloja's lips twitched, showing horse-like white teeth.Big dirty fingers paint hairy boobs, amen!Shangguan Shouxi turned his stomach and intestines at this time, with mixed feelings, he ran away like a dog with its tail between its legs.He avoided the dumb dog because of fear; he avoided Maloya and his milk sheep because of disgust.What disgusted him even more was that his wife, Shangguan Lu, actually had a particularly close feeling for this red-haired devil. She was his devout believer and he was her God.

After repeated deliberation, Shangguan Shouxi decided to go north and east to invite Sanye Fan, even though the Sima Pavilion on the watchtower and the excitement under the watchtower were very tempting to him.Except for the addition of a monkey-like shopkeeper of Fushengtang on the tower, everything in the village was normal, so the fear of the little Japanese devil disappeared, and he admired his mother's judgment.In order to deal with the five vicious dogs, he picked two bricks and held them in his hand.He heard the high-pitched braying of a donkey on the street, and the cry of a woman calling for her child.

When passing by the courtyard wall of Sun's house, he was glad to see that the bare wall of Sun's house was unprecedentedly lonely. There were no mutes riding on the gap, no chickens squatting on the top of the wall, and no dog lying by the wall dreaming.The courtyard wall of the Sun's house was originally very low, and it became even shorter after climbing out of the gap. He looked over the wall and easily saw that a massacre was going on in the courtyard of the Sun's house.The ones who were massacred were the lonely and proud chickens of the Sun family, and the one who was slaughtered was the grandma of the Sun family, a very talented woman, known as Aunt Sun.It is said that when Aunt Sun was young, she was able to fly over eaves and walls. She was a famous female thieves in the Jianghu.He saw the dead bodies of seven chickens already lying in the yard.Circles of chicken blood were smeared on the smooth, whitish ground, which was the mark left by the chicken when it was dying.Another chicken with its throat cut off was thrown from Aunt Sun's hand.The chicken fell to the ground, nestled its neck, flapped its wings, kicked its legs, and spun round and round.The five mutes, all with bare arms, squatted under the eaves, staring blankly, sometimes looking at the chicken struggling in circles, and sometimes looking at their grandma holding a sharp knife.Their expressions and movements were surprisingly consistent, and even the shifting of their eyes seemed to follow a unified order.Aunt Sun, who is well-known in the village, is actually a thin old man with a pale face.Her face, expression, figure, and demeanor convey the information of the past, making people guess her heroic appearance back then.The five black dogs were clustered together, sitting with their heads held high, and the dogs' eyes revealed a mysterious and desolate emotion, and no one could guess what they were thinking.The scene in the Sun's courtyard was like a show with infinite charm, which caught Shangguan Shouxi's gaze and footsteps, and made him forget all kinds of troubles, including his mother's orders.This 42-year-old little man leaned over the wall of Sun's house, watching intently.He felt Aunt Sun's gaze swept over him, it was as cold as a sword as soft as water and as sharp as wind, almost cutting off his own head.The mutes and their dogs also turned their faces and eyes.There was an almost evil, excited light in the eyes of the mutes.The dogs tilted their heads and bared their sharp white teeth. A low growl rolled in their throats, and the bristles on their necks stood on end.Five dogs, like five arrows on a string, will shoot at any time.He was about to run away when he heard Aunt Sun cough majestically. The excited and swollen heads of the mutes suddenly sank down, and the five dogs also stretched out their front paws obediently and lay down on their stomachs.He heard Aunt Sun ask leisurely:
"Nephew Shangguan, what is your mother doing at home?"

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer Aunt Sun's inquiry, as if thousands of words came to his mouth, but he couldn't even say a word.His face was full of embarrassment, and he hesitated, like a thief whose neck was pinched on the spot.

Aunt Sun smiled flatly and said nothing.She grabbed the big rooster with black and red tail feathers, and gently stroked its satin-like smooth feathers.The rooster clucked in terror.She tore off the elastic feathers from the rooster's tail and stuffed them into a bag made of rushes.The rooster struggled frantically, digging up lumps of dirt with its hard claws.Aunt Sun said:
"Do your daughters know how to kick shuttlecocks? Shuttlecocks made of feathers plucked from live roosters are good for kicking. Hey, I think back then..."

She stared at Shangguan Shouxi, stopped talking suddenly, and fell into a state of obsessive meditation.Her eyes seemed to be staring at the earth wall, and seemed to penetrate the earth wall.Shangguan Shouxi looked at her intently, not daring to utter a word.Finally, Aunt Sun was discouraged like a football, and her shining eyes became gentle and desolate.She stepped on the big cock's legs, grabbed the cock's wings with her left hand, and pinched the cock's neck with her index finger and thumb.The rooster was motionless and had lost the ability to struggle.She stretched out the index finger and thumb of her right hand and tore off the fine feathers from the cock's taut neck, exposing a section of purple skin.She bent the middle finger of her right hand and flicked the throat of the chicken.Then, she picked up the dazzling willow leaf-like knife and wiped it gently, the chicken's throat suddenly opened up, and a stream of black blood jumped out, big beads chasing small beads...

Aunt Sun stood up slowly holding the bleeding rooster.She looked around as if looking for something.The bright sunlight made her squint.Shangguan Shouxi was dizzy.Sophora japonica has a strong aroma.go!He heard Aunt Sun say.The big black rooster flew somersaults in the air, and finally fell heavily in the middle of the yard.He let out a long breath, and slowly let go of his hands holding the wall.At this time, he suddenly remembered to ask Fan San to deliver the black donkey.At the moment when he was about to pull away, miraculously, the rooster supported its body with its two wings and stood up rather than surrender.It lost its high tail feathers, and had a bare tail root up. It was ugly and weird, and Shangguan Shouxi was horrified.The chicken's neck was ripped open and dripping with blood, and it couldn't support the head with the big crown that was originally blood red and now turned pale.It's trying to hold its head up.Work hard!Its head went up and down suddenly, hanging heavily.Its head went up, up, down, down, down, and finally up.The rooster held its dangling head high and sat on its buttocks, blood and foam gurgling from its hard mouth and the knife edge on its neck.Its golden eyes are like two golden stars.Aunt Sun was a little panicked, she wiped her hands with a handful of grass, and she seemed to be chewing something, but in fact she was not chewing anything.Suddenly, she spit out a mouthful and yelled at the five dogs:
"go with!"

Shangguan Shouxi sat down on the ground.

When he stood up with his hands on the wall, the Sun's courtyard was already covered with black feathers, and the proud rooster had been torn to pieces, bloody and bloody.Dogs, like wolves, fight for the cock's guts.The mutes clapped their hands and giggled.Aunt Sun was sitting on the threshold, holding a long pipe, smoking thoughtfully.

Section Five

The seven daughters of the Shangguan family—Laidi, Zhaodi, Lingdi, Xiangdi, Pandi, Niandi, Qiudi—attracted by a faint fragrance, came out of the east wing room where they lived and gathered together. In front of Shangguan Lu's window.Seven shaggy, grass-stained heads huddled together, peering out the window.They saw that their mother was sitting back on the kang, peeling peanuts leisurely, as if nothing had happened.But that faint fragrance clearly overflowed from the mother's window.The former brother was the first to understand what his mother was doing.She saw her mother's sweaty hair and bloody lower lip, her mother's twitching belly terribly, and the flies flying around the room.The mother's peanut-peeling hand twisted and crushed each peanut.Brother Shangguan choked with sobs and called mother.Her six younger sisters followed her and called mother.Tears filled the cheeks of the seven girls.The youngest, Shangguan Qiudi, cried loudly, moved his two calves that were bitten by fleas and mosquitoes, and ran awkwardly into the house.Shangguan Laidi chased after him, grabbed the younger sister, and hugged her in his arms.Brother Qiu cried, raised his fist, and slapped his sister's face.

"I want my mother...I want to find my mother..." Shangguan begged his younger brother to cry.

Laidi Shangguan felt his nose sore and his throat blocked, and tears poured out hotly.She patted her sister on the back and coaxed: "Please don't cry, please don't cry, mother will give us a little brother, mother will give us a white and fat little brother..."

Shangguan Lu's weak groans and intermittent words came from the room: "Come on brother...take the younger sisters away...they are young and ignorant, don't tell me you are ignorant too..."

There was a clatter in the room, and Shangguan Lu wailed.Five younger sisters crowded in front of the window, and the 14-year-old Shangguan Lingdi cried loudly: "Mother, mother..."

Shangguan Laidi put down his younger sister, flew two little feet that had been entangled and then freed, and ran into the house.The rotten threshold tripped her and she staggered forward, falling on the bellows.The bellows tipped over, smashing a celadon bowl containing chicken food.She hurriedly got up and saw the tall grandmother kneeling in front of the statue of Guanyin surrounded by cigarettes.

Trembling all over, she straightened the bellows, and then randomly pieced together the pieces of celadon.It seems that in this way, the broken bowl can be restored or one's sins can be alleviated.Grandma stood up suddenly from the ground, like a fat old horse, shaking her body, shaking her head, and making a series of strange sounds from her mouth.Shangguan Laidi instinctively tightened his body, covered his head with his hands, and waited for the blow from his grandmother.Grandma didn't hit her, but twisted her big, thin, white ears, picked her up, and flicked her out lightly.She screamed and fell on the blue brick corridor in the middle of the yard.

She saw her grandmother bent down, looking at the celadon shards on the ground, like oxen drawing water from a river.After a long time, grandma straightened her waist holding a few pieces of porcelain, and tapped them lightly, making a crisp and pleasant sound.The wrinkles on Grandma's face are dense and deep. The corners of the mouth droop and connect with the two thick wrinkles leading directly to the chin, making the chin seem like a part that was installed on the face later.

Shangguan Laidi knelt down on the Yonglu Road and cried, "Grandma, please kill me."

"Kill you?" Shangguan Lu said with a sad face, "If you kill you, will this bowl be whole again? This is porcelain from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. It is the dowry of your ancestors and grandma, and it is worth a mule's money!"

Shangguan Laidi's face was ashen, begging for forgiveness from grandma.

"It's time for you to find your in-law's family!" Shangguan Lu sighed, "Early in the morning, you don't do any work, what kind of monsters are you making trouble? Your mother is a low life, she can't die." Shangguan Laidi covered his face and cried.

"If you smashed your belongings, you still have credit?" Shangguan Lu said dissatisfiedly, "Don't bother me here, take you good sisters who eat for free, and go to the Jiaolong River to touch shrimp. If you are not satisfied with the shrimp basket, don't give it to me. return!"

Brother Shangguan hurriedly got up, picked up the younger sister and begged him, and ran out of the house.

Shangguan Lu drove Niandi and others out of the house like a flock of chickens, and threw a high-necked shrimp basket made of thin wicker into Shangguan Lingdi's arms.

Shangguan Laidi holds Shangguan Qiudi in his left hand, and Shangguan Niandi in his right hand, Shangguan Niandi pulls Shangguan Xiangdi, Shangguan Xiangdi drags Shangguan Pandi, Shangguan Lingdi holds Shangguan Pandi in one hand, and wicker shrimp in the other basket.The seven daughters of the Shangguan family pulled each other, weeping and crying, and set off for the Jiaolong River embankment along the sunny alley with a mighty westerly wind.

When they passed the yard of Aunt Sun's house, they smelled a strong delicious smell.They saw white smoke billowing from the chimney on the roof of Sun's house.Five mutes, like ants, carried firewood into the house, and the black dogs squatted by the door, sticking out their bright red tongues, as if they were waiting for something.

They climbed up the high embankment of the Jiaolong River, and the scene in the Sun family's yard can be seen in full view.Five mutes carrying firewood found the daughters of Shangguan's family.The biggest mute curled up his upper lip with a black mustache and smiled at Shangguan Laidi.Brother Shangguan's face was hot.She remembered the scene when the dumb man threw a cucumber into his bucket when he went to fetch water from the river not long ago.The smile on the mute's face was ambiguous and oily but not malicious. For the first time, her heart beat strangely, and blood rushed to her face. Facing the calm river water, she saw that her face was flushed red.Later, she ate that fresh and tender cucumber, and the taste of cucumber was unforgettable for a long time.She looked up and saw the church's colorful bell tower and log watchtower.A lively man like a golden monkey was jumping on the top of the tower, shouting:

"Folks, the Japanese cavalry has left the city!"

A group of people gathered under the tower, all looking up to the top of the tower.The people on the top of the tower bent down from time to time, hung their heads, and held on to the railings, as if they were answering the questions of the people under the tower.After answering, he straightened up again, turned around, put his hands over his mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and broadcast the alarm in all directions that the Japanese were about to enter the village.

On the main street across the village, a carriage suddenly galloped by.I don't know where the carriage came from, it seems to have fallen from the sky, or arched out of the ground.Three fine horses pulled a cart with rubber wheels, and twelve horseshoes turned like drums. The sound of horseshoes was thumping, and the dust was flying like puffs of yellow smoke.A horse apricot yellow.A horse bay red.A horse is light green.The three horses were chubby, like wax models.The horse's body is shiny and colorful.A little black man stood on the pole behind the shaft horse with his legs spread apart. From a distance, he seemed to be sitting on the hip of the shaft horse.The little man was waving a big red-tasseled whip, and the whip was blaring.Suddenly he reined in the horse sharply, the horse groaned and stood upright, the car stopped, and the turbulent yellow smoke rushed forward like a tide, covering the carriage, horse, and driver.After the yellow smoke dissipated, she saw the staff of Fushengtang moving baskets of wine and bundles of grain and grass to the carriage.A tall man stood on the stone steps at the gate of Fushengtang, yelling something loudly.A basket fell to the ground, with a dull sound, the pig urine that sealed the mouth of the basket shattered, and bright wine gushed out.Several guys rushed to help the basket.The big man jumped down from the stone steps, swung a shiny whip in his hand, and beat the boys.Those guys squatted on the ground covering their heads with their hands, bearing the whipping.The whip unwinds freely.Like a snake flying in the sun, the aroma of the wine floats along with the wind.The field is magnanimous, the wheat waves are tumbling, and pieces of wind and tides are golden.The man on top of the tower shouted:
"Run, run, you will die if you run late..."

Many people walked out of the house, like ants busy and doing nothing.Some walked, some ran, and some stood still.Some went east, some went west, and some circled in place, looking around.At this time, the fragrance in the Sun's courtyard became stronger, and a curtain of white steam rolled up from her door.The mutes disappeared, and the yard was very quiet.Only pieces of white bones flew out of the house, causing the five black dogs to fight wildly.The dog that got the bone ran to the wall, put its head against the corner, and chewed.The dog who couldn't grab the bone stared at the room with red eyes, whimpering lowly.

Brother Shangguan pulled on Brother Shangguan and said, "Sister, let's go home."

Laidi Shangguan shook his head and said, "No, let's go down to the river to fish for prawns. Mother wants to drink our prawn soup after giving birth to my younger brother."

They helped each other down the embankment, lined up, facing the river.The delicate faces of the daughters of the Shangguan family are reflected on the water. They all have tall, long noses and big white and plump ears, which are also the most distinctive features of their mother, Shangguan Lu.Shangguan Laidi took out a mahogany comb from his pocket, and combed the hair of his younger sisters one by one, the straw crumbs and dust fell down one after another.They grinned and yelped as they were groomed.She brushed her hair one last time, braiding it into a big, thick braid, thrown back so that the braids reached her upturned ass.She tucked in the wooden comb and rolled up her trouser legs, revealing her fair, smooth calves.Then she took off her blue satin shoes embroidered with red flowers, and the Tianzu sisters looked at her half-crippled feet.Suddenly she lost her temper and shouted:
"What are you looking at? What are you looking at? If you can't touch the shrimp, the old stuff won't spare you!"

The younger sisters quickly took off their shoes and trousers, and the youngest Shangguan Qiudi took off his bare bottom.Shangguan Laidi stood on the river beach covered with a layer of silt, looking at the slowly flowing river water and the softly and docilely swaying aquatic plants at the bottom.Fish are playing in the grass.Swallows fly close to the water.She went down to the river and said aloud:
"I beg you to pick shrimps up there, and everyone else will come down."

The sisters went down the river laughing and laughing.

She felt that the heels, which were especially developed because of the bound feet, were sinking straight into the mud, and the slippery water grass leaves brushed her legs, making her heart rippling with an indescribable feeling.She bent down, stretched out her hands, and groped cautiously.The roots of aquatic plants and unsilted foot sockets are the places where shrimp like to live.A small thing suddenly jumped in her hands, and she felt ecstasy in her heart.A transparent, curved, finger-long river prawn was pinched between her fingers.The shrimp is very vivid, and every whisker is beautiful.She threw it on the river beach.Shangguan Qiudi shouted happily and rushed forward to pick up the shrimp.

"Sister, I also touched one!"

"Sister, I got it!"

"I got it!"

……

The two-year-old Shangguan Qiudi cannot bear the heavy task of picking shrimp.She fell down and sat on the beach crying.A few shrimps bounced vigorously, returned to the river, and disappeared without a trace.

Shangguan Laidi went up, helped the little girl up, dragged her to the river, splashed the water with his palms, and washed the mud off her buttocks.Every time she swung the water, Qiudi shrugged his body up, and let out a scream, which was mixed with some swearing and swear words without beginning and end.Brother Lai slapped Qiudi on the buttocks and let her go.Qiudi quickly moved to the half-slope of the embankment, holding the branches of the shrubs, squinting like a sloppy old woman, swearing loudly, and Laidi couldn't help laughing.

The sisters have reached the upper reaches of the river.Dozens of shrimps are jumping on the bright tidal flat.A younger sister called her: "Sister, pick it up quickly!" She held the shrimp basket and said to her brother: "Little bastard, I will settle the score with you when I get home!" After forgetting all troubles, she blurted out a ditty that she didn't even know where she learned it:
"Mother, mother, you are cruel, marry me to the oil seller..."

Brother Lai quickly caught up with the younger sisters.They walked along the edge of the river, shoulders together, waist bent, buttocks pouted high, chins almost touching the water, arms spread, closed, separated, closed, searching forward.Behind them, the river became turbid, and some light-yellow water grass leaves were broken off and floated on the water.Whenever they straightened up, they must have touched the shrimp.For a while, I look forward to my younger brother, for a while, I look forward to my younger brother, and for a while, I miss my younger brother... The five younger sisters threw shrimps onto the river beach almost non-stop.Brother Lai ran around to pick up shrimp, and Brother Qiu also followed.

Unknowingly, they approached the arched stone bridge across the Jiaolong River.Brother Shangguan greeted his younger sisters:

"Come up, come up, the shrimp basket is full, it's time to go home."

The younger sisters reluctantly went ashore and stood on the river beach.Their hands were white from the soak, and their calves were covered with purple mud.Sister, why are there so many shrimps in the river today?Big sister, mother gave birth to our little brother, right?Sister, what kind of Japanese devils are they?Do they really eat children?Sister, why did the dumb family kill the chicken?Sister, why does grandma always scold us?Eldest sister, I dreamed that there was a big loach in my mother's belly... The younger sisters took turns asking questions to my younger brother, but she didn't answer a single question.Her eyes were fixed on the stone bridge.The stone bridge shone with livid brilliance.The cart with rubber wheels pulled by three horses drove out of the village and stopped on the bridge.

The little coachman caught up with the horse.The horse tapped the bridge stone restlessly with its front hooves, the sound was crisp, and sparks splashed from the bridge stone.Several men were bare-chested, with wide leather belts tied around their waists, and the brass buckles of the belts were as dazzling as gold.Shangguan Laidi knew them.They are servants of Fushengtang Nursing Home.The servants jumped into the cart, first threw down the grain and grass on the cart, and then moved down the wine basket.A total of twelve baskets of wine were removed.The coachman held the horse's head, let the shaft horse sit back, and reversed the cart to the open space beside the bridge head.At this time, she saw Sima Ku, the second shopkeeper of Fushengtang, riding a dark bicycle out of the village.This is the first bicycle in Northeast Gaomi Township since the beginning of the world. It is made in Germany and is a world-renowned Liren brand.Grandpa Shangguan Fulu was a cheap hand, and while no one was paying attention, he touched the handlebar. It happened last spring, which caused the yellow eyes of the second shopkeeper to glow blue.He was wearing tussah silk robes, white cotton trousers, black tasseled blue belts around the ankles, and white-soled rubber shoes.His fat trouser legs swelled as if they were filled with gas.The hem of his robe was lifted and tucked into his belt.The belt is woven with white silk thread, with two tassels hanging down, one long and one short.A narrow brown leather belt is slanted from the left shoulder to the right. The belt is connected to the leather box. On the mouth of the leather box, a corner of red silk like a flame is exposed.The bell of the German Beauty brand bicycle was like popping beans, and Sima Ku came galloping like the wind.He jumped out of the car, took off his straw hat and fanned the wind, the red mole on his face was like a piece of red charcoal.He ordered the servant aloud:

"Hurry up, pile up the grain and hay on the bridge, pour the wine, and set fire to these bastards!"

The servants are in a hurry, carrying grain and grass to the bridge.After a while, the grain and grass on the bridge were piled up half a person's height.Small white moths parasitic on the grain and grass flew out, some fell into the river water, entered the belly of fish, and some entered the mouth of swallows.

"Pour wine on the grass!" Sima Ku shouted loudly.

The servants carried the wine baskets and walked up the bridge sideways.They pulled out the pig piss, lifted the wine basket and dumped it. The cool and fine wine gushed out, and the fragrance intoxicated a river.Grass rustling.A lot of wine flowed on the bridge, flowed to the edge of the bridge stone, gathered together, and fell into the river like torrential rain.There was a splash of water under the bridge.After the twelve baskets of wine were poured, the whole stone bridge seemed to have been washed with wine.The withered and yellow straw has changed color.On the edge of the bridge, hangs a transparent curtain of wine.After a bag of cigarettes, a layer of white drunken fish floated in the river.Shangguan Laidi's younger sisters are going down the river to catch fish.Shangguan Laidi scolded them in a low voice:
"Don't get off, come home with me!"

The wonders on the bridge attracted the younger sisters, and they stood still.In fact, the wonderful scenery on the bridge also attracted Shangguan Laidi. She dragged her sisters back, but never took her eyes off the bridge.

Sima Ku stood triumphantly on the bridge, clapping his hands, eyes shining golden, and a smile all over his face.He showed off to his servants:

"Only I can think of this clever trick! Damn, only I can think of it. Little Japan, come quickly, and let you have a taste of my power."

The servants followed suit.A servant asked loudly: "Second Master, should we light the fire now?" Sima Ku said: "No, we will light it when they come."

The servants surrounded Sima Ku and walked towards the bridge.

Fushengtang's carriage also returned to the village.

The bridge was quiet again, only the sound of wine falling into the water.

Laidi Shangguan carried the shrimp basket and led his younger sisters, parting ways of the lush shrubs growing on the flood slope of the embankment, and climbing to the top of the embankment.Suddenly, she saw a dark and thin face hidden among the bushes.She screamed, and the shrimp basket in her hand fell on the elastic branch, jumped and rolled to the edge of the river.The shrimp flowed out of the basket, and a bright spot jumped on the beach.Shangguan led his younger brother to chase the shrimp basket, and his younger sisters went to catch shrimp.She backed up timidly towards the river, not daring to take her eyes off that black face.There was a sorry smile on Hei's face, and the two rows of shiny teeth shone like pearl shells.She heard the man whisper:
"Big sister, don't be afraid, we are guerrillas. Don't make a sound, get out of here quickly."

Only then did she see clearly that there were dozens of people in green clothes squatting among the bushes on the riverbank.They all had stern faces and staring eyes, some were holding guns, some were holding bombs, and some were leaning on big red and rusty knives.In front of him was a smiling man with black face and white teeth, holding a small blue gun in his right hand and a crackling and shiny object in his left hand.Only later did she know that it was a pocket watch used to measure time.And this black-faced man finally got into her bed.

Section VI

Drunk Fan San muttered dissatisfiedly and walked into the gate of Shangguan's house.

"The Japanese are coming, your donkey really knows how to pick the time! How can I put it, your donkey is my stallion's day, and you have to tie the bell to untie the bell. Shangguan Shouxi, your face is not good. Little wow, fart, what face do you have? I'm all looking at your mother's face. Your mother and I...haha...she gave me a shovel for cutting horseshoes..."

Shangguan Shouxi, with sweat on his face, followed behind Fan San who was full of nonsense.

"Fan San!" Shangguan Lu's family roared, "You bastard, it's hard to please a god!"

Fan San shook his spirits and said, "Fan San is here!"

Seeing the dying donkey lying on the ground, his drunkenness was half gone. "Oh, it's all like this! Why didn't you call me earlier?" He dropped the cowhide bag on his shoulders, bent down, touched the donkey's ears, patted the donkey's belly, and then turned to the donkey's back, tugging at the donkey. A mule leg sticking out of the birth canal.He straightened up, shook his head in frustration, and said, "It's late, it's over. Last year when your son brought a donkey to breed, I told him that it's best to use a donkey for your grasshopper donkey, but he didn't listen." I advise you to use a horse. My big stallion is a purebred Dongyang horse with a hoof that is bigger than your donkey’s head. As soon as my stallion steps on it, your donkey will be paralyzed. The big rooster tramples on the sparrow. It is my stallion. It is well-trained. If you close your eyes and see your grasshopper donkey, if it is replaced by someone else’s horse, huh, what’s the matter? Is it difficult to give birth? The donkey that gave birth to the mule is not yours. Donkey, your donkey can only give birth to donkeys, grasshoppers and donkeys..."

"Fan San!" Shangguan Lu interrupted him and said angrily, "Are you done yet?"

"It's over, it's over." He grabbed the cowhide bag and swung it on his shoulders, regaining his drunken state, crooked, and wanted to go out.

Shangguan Lu grabbed his arm and said, "Third brother, are you leaving like this?"

Fan San sneered and said, "Old sister-in-law, didn't you hear the big shopkeeper of Fushengtang shout? Everyone in the village is almost running away. Is it more important for the donkey or me?"

Shangguan Lu's said: "Third son, are you afraid that I will lose you? Two pots of good wine and a fat pig's head, I can't lose you. I am the master of this family."

Fan San looked at the Shangguan father and son, and said with a smile, "I know that, you are a blacksmith's tongs, an old woman with a bare back and a sledgehammer, you are the only one in China, with such vigor..." He laughed strangely.

Shangguan Lu slapped him and said: "Put your mother's shame away, three, don't go, it's two lives anyway, the stallion is your son, this donkey is your daughter-in-law, the little mule in its belly, It’s your grandson. Show your true skills, live, thank you, and reward you; die, don’t blame you, blame me for not being able to afford it.”

Fan San said in embarrassment: "You have recognized the donkey and horse's relatives for me, what do you want me to say? Try it, a dead donkey is a living donkey doctor."

"That's right. Three, don't listen to the Sima family's lunatic Hu Hu, what are the Japanese doing here? Besides, you are doing good deeds. Ghosts go around good people." Shangguan Lu said.

Fan San untied his cowhide pocket, took out a bottle of shiny green things, and said: "This is a magic medicine formulated from a secret recipe handed down by my family. Yes. Man," he greeted Shangguan Shouxi, "come here and help."

Shangguan Lu said: "I'll help you, he's clumsy."

Fan Sandao: "Shangguan's hens crow and the roosters don't lay eggs."

Shangguan Fulu said: "Third brother, if you want to scold, scold directly, don't beat around the bush."

Fan San said: "Are you angry?"

Shangguan Lu said: "Don't grind your teeth, tell me, what are you going to do?"

Fan San said: "Pick up the donkey's head, I'll give it medicine!"

Shangguan Lu spread his legs apart, held back his strength, hugged the donkey's neck, and lifted the donkey's head up.The donkey's head swayed, and the donkey's nostrils exhaled heavily.

"Raise it higher!" Fan San said loudly.

Shangguan Lu's family exerted force again, blowing a rough air from his nostrils.

Fan San said dissatisfiedly: "You father and son, are you dead?"

Shangguan father and son came up to help and almost stepped on the donkey's leg.Lu rolled her eyes, Fan San shook her head.Finally, the donkey's head was lifted high.The donkey rolled its fat lips and bared its long teeth.Fan San inserted a funnel made of ox horn into the donkey's mouth, and poured the bottle of green liquid into it.

Shangguan Lu gasped heavily.

Fan San took out the cigarette pouch, filled a pot of cigarettes, squatted down, lit a match, and lit the cigarette.Taking a deep breath, two streams of white smoke came out of his nostrils.He said:
"The Japanese occupied the county seat, killed the county magistrate Zhang Weihan, and raped the family of the county magistrate Zhang Weihan."

Shangguan Lu asked, "Is it news from the Sima family again?"

Fan Sandao: "No, it's my brother who is the boss. His family lives outside the east gate of the county."

Shangguan Lu said: "There is no real letter in ten miles."

Shangguan Shouxi said: "Sima Ku took his servants to set up a fire array on the bridge, it looks like it can't be fake."

Shangguan Lu looked at his son angrily, and said, "You can't hear a word of the upright words, and you can't fall behind a word of crooked words. Fortunately, you are still a man, and you are the father of a large group of children. Is it a gourd or a head? You don’t even think about it, the Japanese were not raised by their fathers and mothers? They have no enmity with us ordinary people, what can we do? No matter how fast you can run, you can escape the gun? What day is it?"

Under her teaching, Shangguan father and son lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.Fan San knocked off the ashes in the cigarette pot, coughed a few times mockingly, and said, "The old sister-in-law is far-sighted and sees things thoroughly. When you say that, I feel a lot more at ease. Yes, where are you going?" Where to hide? People can run and hide, but my bragging donkey and that big stallion are like mountains, how can I hide? I escaped the first day of the first day, but I can't hide fifteen. Fuck it, don't care about it , let’s get this little mule out first.”

Shangguan Lu said happily, "That's right!"

Fan San took off his gown, tightened his belt, and cleared his throat, like a martial artist about to go on stage.Shangguan Lu nodded frequently in satisfaction, and muttered: "San, that's right, that's right, third child. Leave your name when you pass by, and leave your name for geese. Take the mule, and I'll give you an extra bottle Wine, beat the gongs and drums to make your name famous."

Fan Sandao: "It's all nonsense, old sister-in-law, who made your donkey pregnant with my seed? This is called "receiving the seed and reaping the harvest." He walked around the donkey.Pulling the little mule's leg, he muttered: "My dear donkey, this is a hell of a gate, so you can take a chance and give the third master a good face." He patted the donkey's head and said, "Gentlemen, find a rope, find a pole, Lift it up, let it stand, it cannot be born lying down."

Shangguan father and son looked at Shangguan Lu.

Shangguan Lu said: "Do as your third master tells you."

Shangguan father and son brought ropes and poles.Fan San took the rope, passed it behind the donkey's front legs, tied a knot on it, held it with his hand, and said, "Come in through the bar."

Shangguan Fulu threaded the pole into the rope buckle.

"Go over there." Fan San ordered Shangguan Shouxi.

Fan San said: "Bow your waist, put the bar on your shoulders!"

The Shangguan father and son faced each other, with their waists bowed and the bars pressed on their shoulders.

"Okay," Fan San said, "That's it. Don't worry. I'll tell you to get up, and you'll get up. Give me the strength to feed me. Success or failure will depend on this. This donkey can't stand the trouble." Sister-in-law, help me get behind the donkey and don’t break the little animal.”

He turned behind the donkey, rubbed his palms together, picked up the soybean oil lamp on the milling table, poured a whole lamp of oil on his palms, rubbed it evenly, and took a breath.Then, tentatively, he put one hand into the donkey's birth canal, and the donkey's hoof flicked wildly.One of his arms was thrust in, and his neck was pressed against the little purple mule's hooves.Shangguan Lu stared at him without turning his eyes, his lips trembling.

"Okay," Fan Sanweng said in a low voice, "Men, I'll say one, two, three, and when I say three, I'll get up very hard, don't be a coward, you'll collapse at the moment of death. Okay," his chin almost touched the donkey's buttocks, deeply The hand that reached deep into the donkey's birth canal seemed to grab something, "One—two—three!"

The Shangguan father and son roared loudly, showing a rare masculinity, straightened up suddenly, with this energy, the black donkey turned sideways, retracted its front legs, raised its neck, and turned its hind legs sideways Come here and curl up under you.Fan San's body followed the donkey's turn, almost lying on the ground.I couldn't see his face, only heard him shout: "Get up, get up!"

Shangguan father and son stood on tiptoe and struggled upwards.Shangguan Lu got under the donkey's belly and pressed his back against the donkey's belly.The donkey roared and stood up.At the same time, a huge naked thing, accompanied by blood and viscous liquid, came out of the donkey's birth canal, first fell into Fan San's arms, and then slipped to the ground.

Fan San took out the mucus from the little mule's mouth, cut off the umbilical cord with a knife, pulled a lump, and carried it to a clean place.Ask for a dry cloth and wipe the mucus off its body.Shangguan Lu's eyes were full of tears, and he muttered: "Thank God for Fan San, thank God for Fan San..." The little mule stood up tremblingly, then fell down.Its fur is smooth as silk, and its lips are purple like rose petals.Fan San helped it up, and said: "Good job, it really is my family's breed, the horse is my son, little guy, you are my grandson, and I am your grandfather. Sister-in-law, make some rice soup and feed my donkey Daughter-in-law, it took a life."

Section Seven

Laidi Shangguan dragged a group of younger sisters, and just after he ran dozens of steps away, he heard screams of chirping in the air.She looked up to look for the bird that made such a strange sound, and there was a loud noise in the river behind her.Her ears were buzzing, and her mind was in a daze.A tattered big-headed catfish fell in front of her eyes.On the orange-yellow head of the catfish, traces of bright red blood flowed, the two long tentacles trembled slightly, and the intestines stuck to the back.As the catfish landed, a large piece of turbid, hot river water drenched them.Numbly, dreamily, she looked back at her sisters, who looked at her equally numbly.She saw that on Niandi's hair, there was a sticky mass of aquatic weeds that seemed to be chewed and spit out by cows and horses; on Niandi's cheeks, there were seven or eight pieces of fresh silver-gray fish scales.In the middle of the river more than a dozen steps away from them, the river water rolled black waves, forming a huge whirlpool, and the hot water lifted into the air by the air waves fell into the whirlpool with a clatter.A thin puff of white smoke drifted across the river.She smelled a sweet smell of gunpowder smoke.She struggled to think about the scene in front of her. Although she couldn't figure it out, she felt a kind of excitement surging in her heart.She wanted to yell, but a few big tears burst out of her eyes and fell to the ground.why should i cryShe thought, I didn't cry, so why did I cry?Maybe it's not the tears, but the river water splashed on the face.She felt that her mind was completely confused. Everything in front of her eyes: the gleaming bridge, the turbulent river, the dense bushes, the panicked swallows, the stunned sisters... The messy impressions were entangled, like a ball of unreasonable A mess of clues.She saw the youngest sister, Qiudi, grinned and closed her eyes tightly, with two lines of tears hanging down her cheeks.In the surrounding air, there was a crackling sound, like countless dry pods bursting in the sun.There are secrets hidden in the bushes on the river bank, rustling, as if there are groups of small animals sneaking inside.The men in green clothes I saw in the bushes just now were silent, the branches of the bushes pointed up solemnly, and the leaves like gold coins trembled slightly.Are they really hiding in there?What are they doing hiding in there?She was thinking with difficulty, and suddenly, she heard a flat voice calling from a very distant place:

"...little sister, get down quickly...little sisters...get down..."

She searched for the source of the voice, her eyes wandering.It was as if a crab was crawling deep in the head, and the pain was unbearable.She saw a dazzlingly black thing flying down from mid-air.From the river to the east of the stone bridge, a water column rises slowly. The water column is as thick as a cow's waist. When it rises to the height of the embankment, the top suddenly spreads out, like a silver willow tree with disheveled hair.Immediately afterwards, the smell of gunpowder smoke, mud, and rotten fish and rotten shrimp rushed into her nostrils.Her ears were hot and she couldn't hear anything, but she seemed to see the huge sound rushing in all directions like water.

Another blindingly black object fell into the river, and the water column still rose.A piece of blue stuck on the river beach, the edge turned up, like a dog's tooth.She bent down and stretched out her hand to pick up the blue object, a thin yellow smoke rose from her fingertips, and the sharp pain flowed quickly all over her body.Suddenly, she heard the noisy world again, as if the scorching pain came out of her ears and pushed open the plugs that blocked her ears.The river creaked and steam rolled on the surface.Explosions rumbled through the air.Among the six younger sisters, three were crying with their mouths wide open, and the other three were lying on the ground with their ears covered, their buttocks raised high, like those stupid and stupid people in the barren meadow who would turn their heads when they were chased. A bald-tailed bird that ignores its back.

"Little sister!" She heard someone shouting in the bushes, "Get down, get down, crawl over..."

She lay on the ground, looking for the person in the bushes.She finally saw, in a clump of soft red willows, that strange man with black face and white teeth waving to her and shouting:
"Quick, climb over here!"

A slit opened in her chaotic head, and a ray of white light penetrated.She heard a neigh, and turned to see a golden pony with a mane of flame, running up the stone bridge from the south end.This beautiful pony is not tied to the bridle, it is between youth and teenager, mischievous, lively and full of youthful breath.This is a horse from Fushengtang, the son of Sanye Fan's big Dongyang stallion. Sanye Fan loves stallions like his sons, and this golden pony is his grandson.She knew the pony and liked the pony.This pony often runs through the alley, making Aunt Sun's black dog crazy.It ran to the middle of the bridge and stood up suddenly, as if it was blocked by the wall of grain and grass, and seemed to be dazed by the smell of alcohol on the grain and grass.It tilted its head and looked intently at the straw.What is it thinking?she thinks.There were screams in the air again, a mass of bright light that was more dazzling than molten iron exploded on the bridge, and the sound like thunder seemed to be rolling in a very high and far place.She saw the pony break apart suddenly, a half-ripe, scorched-fur leg swinging over a bush.She felt nauseous, and a sour, bitter liquid rose from the bottom of her stomach and rushed down her throat.Her mind suddenly became clear and she understood.Through the horse's legs, she saw death.Fear came over her, shaking her limbs and chatting her teeth.She jumped up and dragged her sisters into the bushes.

The six younger sisters surrounded her tightly, hugging each other, like six garlic cloves surrounding a garlic clam.She heard the familiar voice not far to the left shouting hoarsely, but was quickly submerged by the boiling river.

She hugged her youngest sister tightly, feeling the little guy's face burning like coals.The river was temporarily calm, and the white smoke was slowly dissipating.Those black things chirping and chirping, dragging their long tails, flew over the embankment of the Jiaolong River, and landed in the village, rumbling thunder one after another, forming one piece.The screams of women and the clatter of heavy things falling could be faintly heard in the village.On the embankment across the river, there was no one, only an old locust tree standing alone.Below the locust tree is a row of weeping willows lined up along the river, with soft and long branches hanging down to the water.Where did these strange and terrifying things fly out from?she thought stubbornly. "Ahhhhh—" a man's hoarse shout interrupted her train of thought.Through the gaps in the branches, she saw Sima Ku, the second shopkeeper of Fushengtang, riding a Liren bicycle onto the bridge.Why is he on the bridge?It must be for the horses, she thought.However, Sima Ku was holding the handlebar with one hand and holding a flaming torch with the other, obviously it wasn't for Malay.The beautiful pony of his family was smashed into limbs, bloody and bloody, and it was a mess on the bridge, and the blood of the horse stained the river.Sima Ku slammed on the brakes and threw the torch in his hand on the grain and grass soaked in the wine pulp in the middle of the bridge. Blue flames exploded and spread rapidly.Sima Ku turned the front of the car, and had no time to get into the car, so he pushed the car and ran back.Blue flames pursued him.He continued to yell "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". "Bagou—" With a crisp sound, the curly straw hat on his head flew up like a bird, twirled and fell to the bridge.He dropped the car, hunched over, staggered, and the dog lay on the bridge.Ba Go Ba Go Ba Go... A series of sounds, like setting off firecrackers.Sima Ku clung to the bridge deck, crawling forward like a big lizard.In the blink of an eye he was gone.The beeping also stopped.The whole bridge was on fire, with the tallest flame in the middle and no smoke.The water under the bridge turned blue.The heat wave rushed over, the panting was not smooth, the chest was tight, and the nostrils were dry.The heat wave turned into wind, and the waves made noise.The bushes were wet and sweaty, and the leaves were curled up and wilted.At this time, she heard Sima Ku cursing loudly from behind the embankment:

"Little Japan, fuck your sister, you can pass the Marco Polo Bridge, but not my Fire Dragon Bridge!" After cursing, he laughed:

"Ahahaha, ahahaha, ahahaha..."

Sima Ku couldn't stop laughing, and on the opposite bank, a group of people wearing yellow hats appeared in unison.Then there is the upper body and horse head in yellow clothes.Dozens of people on tall horses stood on the embankment.Although it was several hundred meters away, she saw that those horses were exactly the same as the big stallion of Sanye Fan's family.Jap!The Japanese devils are coming, the Japanese devils are coming...

The Japanese cavalry did not take the stone bridge with blue flames rising, but rushed down the opposite river embankment in a diagonal stab.Dozens of tall horses collided clumsily and reached the bottom of the river in a blink of an eye.They yelled and yelled, and the horse neighed and rushed into the river.The river had just covered the horse's legs, and the horse's belly was against the water.The Japanese on the horse sat upright, with their backs straight and their heads tilted slightly.All the faces were covered with white flowers by the sun, and the nose and eyes could not be distinguished.The horses held their heads high, as if they were running fast, but they couldn't run.The river water is like melted syrup, exuding a fishy and sweet smell.The tall horses trudged hard, causing clusters of blue waves.She felt the waves scorching the horses' bellies like little flames, so they kept raising their heavy heads, their bodies kept moving, and the lower half of their tails floated on the water.The Japanese on the horse went up and down.They all held the reins with both hands, and their legs on the stirrups were stretched out straight, splitting in a figure-eight shape.She saw a big maroon horse stop in the middle of the river, raised its tail and let out balls of dung.Immediately the Japanese knocked anxiously on the horse's belly with his heel.The horse stood still, its head swaying, and the bit rattled as it shook.

"Hit, brothers!" Someone roared from the bushes on the left, followed by a muffled ripping sound.Then there was a sound of varying thickness and thickness.A black thing whistling and emitting white smoke rolled down into the river, and with a bang, it set off a column of water.Immediately after Zao Hong, the Japanese body jumped up strangely, and then he fell back.In the process of leaning back, his two stubby arms waved wildly, and a stream of black blood gushed out from his chest.Spray on the horse's head.Spray into the river.The big horse jumped up, showing its front hooves covered in black mud and its broad and thick chest like oiled.When the horse's front hooves fell and splashed water, the Japanese soldiers were already hanging on their backs from the horse's buttocks.A Japanese soldier on a black horse plunged into the water.The Japanese soldier on the blue horse rushed forward, his arms hanging on both sides of the horse's neck, swaying slowly, his head with his cap off was tilted on the horse's neck, and a stream of blood flowed from his ears into the river.There was chaos in the river, the owner's horse neighed, turned around, and struggled to the opposite bank.The rest of the Japanese soldiers bent over their horses, clamped their legs around the horse's belly, raised their shiny carbine guns hanging on their chests, and fired at the bushes.Dozens of horses rumbled and sloppily rushed onto the beach.There were strings of drops of water dripping from the horse's belly, the horse's hooves were covered with purple silt, and the horse's tail dragged bundles of shiny silk threads, which stretched very long, all the way to the center of the river.

A pale Japanese soldier was carried by a pinto horse with white hair on its forehead, jumping towards the embankment.The heavy horseshoes scratched the beach, making a thumping sound.The Japanese soldier on the horse squinted his eyes, tightened his crescent-shaped mouth, slapped the horse's rump with his left hand, and raised a long silver knife with his right hand, and rushed towards the bushes.Shangguan Laidi clearly saw the sweat on the tip of the Japanese soldier's nose and the thick eyelashes of the piebald horse, heard the panting sound from the piebald horse's nostrils, and smelled the sour horse sweat.Suddenly, a puff of red smoke rose from the pinto horse's forehead, its vigorously exercising limbs froze, and countless thick wrinkles appeared on the smooth horse hide.Its four legs gave way suddenly, and the Japanese soldier on the horse fell down by the bushes together with his horse before he could get off in time.

The Japanese horse team ran eastward along the river beach to the place where Shangguan Laidi and the others put their shoes, reined in the horses in unison, and climbed up the embankment through the bushes.She couldn't see the Japanese cavalry anymore.She saw the dead pinto horse lying on the river beach, its huge head covered with black blood and mud, and a big blue eye staring sadly at the blue sky.Half of the white-faced Japanese soldier was pressed under the horse's belly, lying on the mud, with his head tilted to one side, and a bloodless hand stretched out to the water's edge, as if he wanted to fish something out of the water.The smooth and flat tidal flat in the early morning was trampled by horseshoes.In the middle of the river, a white horse fell down. The river water hit the horse corpse and slowly moved and rolled. When the horse corpse turned its belly up, the four legs of the horse with fat hooves like earthen jars stood up in a frightening way. , the sound of the water was muddy, and the horse's legs swung in the water, waiting for the next opportunity to point directly at the sky.The big burgundy horse that left a deep impression on Laidi Shangguan dragged its rider's body down the river, and it had already gone far downstream. She suddenly thought that this horse might be going to Mr. Fan home to find the big stallion.She firmly believes that the big bay red horse is a mare, and that she and Sanye Fan's stallion are long-lost husband and wife.The fire on the stone bridge was still burning, and yellow flames and thick white smoke shot up from the grain and hay pile in the center of the bridge.The cyan bridge bowed high, panting and moaning.She felt that the bridge had turned into a big snake in the flames, twisting her body, excruciating pain, longing to soar, but was firmly nailed head to tail.Poor Shiqiao, she thought sadly.The poor German-made Beauty bicycle, the only modern machine in Northeast Gaomi Township, has been burned to a crooked pile of rotten iron.The pungent smell of gunpowder, rubber, blood, and silt made the scorching air sticky and thick. She felt that her chest was full of foul gas, ready to explode at any moment.What was even more serious was that the shrub branches in front of them were roasted with a layer of oil, and a heat wave mixed with sparks rushed over, and those branches were crackling and burning.She hugged Qiudi, screamed for her sisters, and ran out of the bushes.Standing on the embankment, she counted the number of people. The younger sisters were all there, their faces covered with ashes, their feet without shoes, their eyes staring straight, and their white ears burned red.She pulled her sisters down the embankment and ran forward. In front of her was an abandoned open space. It was said that it was the old foundation of a Hui woman's house.Running into the flax tree, she felt that her ankles were as soft as if they were made of dough, and her feet hurt like pricks.The sisters stumbled and cried.So, they slumped in the flax tree and hugged each other again.All the younger sisters hid their faces in their older sister's skirts, only Shangguan Laidi raised his head upright, looking in horror at the yellow-brown fire spreading over the embankment.

The dozens of people in green clothes she had seen before came out of the sea of ​​fire screaming like ghosts.They all had flames on them.She heard the familiar voice shouting, "Lie down and roll! Lie down and roll!"

The shouting man led the way and rolled down the embankment like a ball of fire.A dozen fireballs then rolled down.When the fire was extinguished, green smoke rose from their bodies and hair.The beautiful green clothes that were the same color as the leaves of the shrubs before had lost their true colors, and what stuck to their bodies were pieces of jet-black rags.There was a person who was on fire, instead of rolling on the spot, he screamed and ran forward in a hurry.They ran to the flax field where they lived, and there was a big pit filled with dirty water. In the pit, some weeds and a few thick water lilies like small trees grew luxuriantly, with bright red stems and fat leaves. Fresh and tender goose yellow, with bunches of soft pink inflorescences hanging high on the tips.The man covered in fire plunged headlong into the puddle, splashing the water in all directions, and a group of half-sized frogs with their tails just faded out of the water plants by the puddle, several white, The white butterflies, which were laying eggs on the backs of the water plant leaves, flew up lightly and disappeared into the sunlight, as if melted by the scorching light.The fire on the man's body was extinguished, his whole body was black, his head and face were covered with a thick layer of mud, and a tiny earthworm was bent on his cheek.I can't tell which is his nose and which is his eyes, only his mouth can be seen.He cried out in pain: "Mother, dear mother, you hurt me to death..." A golden loach came out of his mouth.He wriggled in the mud, stirring up the rotten smell that had settled at the bottom of the water for many years.

Those who had extinguished the fire all lay on the ground moaning and cursing, and threw their spears and clubs on the ground. Only the black-faced thin man clutched the small gun and said anxiously:
"Brothers, retreat quickly, the Japanese are coming!"

The burnt person didn't seem to hear what he said, and lay on the ground as usual.Two of them stood up tremblingly, walked a few steps unsteadily, and then fell down again. "Brothers, get out!" he yelled, kicking the ass of the man lying next to him.The man crawled forward a few steps, struggled to his knees, and cried, "Commander, my eyes, my eyes can't see anything..."

She finally knew that the black-faced man was named Commander, and she heard the Commander shout anxiously: "Brothers, the devil is coming up, let's fight..."

She saw that on the high embankment in the east, more than twenty large Japanese horses carried Japanese soldiers, arranged in two columns, flooding over like water. With his head poked, he took small steps, chasing after each other.Running to the Chenjia Hutong, the horses in front rushed down the embankment, and the horses behind followed closely, along the open land outside the embankment (this open land is the threshing field where Sima’s crops are dried, and is covered with golden sand. , flat and hard) suddenly accelerated.The horse slumped down, took a big stride, and ran in a line.The Japanese soldiers raised their dazzling, narrow long knives in unison, screaming, and rolled over like a whirlwind.

The commander raised his gun, fired indiscriminately in the direction of the Japanese cavalry, and a small white smoke came out of the muzzle.Then, he threw away the gun, limped on one leg, and ran crookedly towards the hiding place of Shangguan's sisters.A large apricot yellow horse ran past his body, and the Japanese on the horse quickly turned his body sideways, and chopped his saber straight at his head.His body jumped forward, his head intact, but a piece of flesh on his right shoulder was cut off, flew up, and landed on the ground.She saw the palm-sized piece of flesh jumping on the ground like a skinned frog.The commander wailed, leaned on the ground, rolled forward a few times, and lay down next to a cocklebur tree, motionless.The Japanese soldier on the big apricot horse turned around and rushed back, facing a big man standing up with a big knife.The man was terrified, and weakly raised his sword, as if he was about to stab the horse's head, but the horse's front hooves jumped up and trampled him over.The Japanese soldier leaned down from his horse and split his head in half with a knife.White brains splashed on the Japanese soldier's pants.In the blink of an eye, a dozen or so men who escaped from the bushes rested forever.The Japanese strung their horses and trampled on their corpses with lingering enthusiasm.

At this time, another group of cavalry came running from the sparse pine forest to the west of the village.Behind the cavalry is a large yellow crowd.After the two teams of cavalry met, they rushed towards the village along the North-South Road.The group of infantrymen carrying black iron tubes and wearing round iron caps followed the cavalry and swarmed into the village.

The fire on the embankment was extinguished, and clouds of black smoke shot into the sky.She saw darkness on the embankment, and the broken branches of the shrubs gave off a pleasant smell of burning.Countless flies seemed to descend from the sky, landing on the corpses trampled by horseshoes, on the blood on the ground, on the stems and leaves of plants, and on the commander's body.Everything in front of her eyes was covered by flies.

Her eyes were dry, her eyelids were sticky, and there were many strange and never-before-seen sights in front of her eyes: there were horse legs jumping away from the horse's body; there were horses with knives stuck in their heads. ; there were naked men with huge cocks hanging between their legs; there were human heads rolling around and clucking like hens; Little fish jumping around.What surprised her the most was that the commander she thought was dead slowly got up, walked on his knees, found the piece of flesh that had been cut off from his shoulder, stretched it out, and stuck it to the wound.But the flesh quickly jumped off the wound and burrowed into the grass.He caught it, threw it to the ground a few times to kill it, and then, tearing a rag from his body, wrapped it tightly.

Section [-]

The noise in the yard woke Shangguan Lu who had passed out.She looked desperately at the still swollen belly and the blood that drenched half of the kang.The dust swept by her mother-in-law had turned into sticky bloody mud, and the hazy feeling suddenly became clear. She saw a bat with pink wings flying briskly between the beams, gradually blurring the black walls. A bruised face, that of a dead boy.The liver-piercing pain had become dull, and she was curious to see a small foot with bright nails sticking out between her legs.It's over, she thought, this life is over.Thinking of death, a burst of grief surged in her heart. She vaguely saw herself being stuffed into a coffin nailed with thin wooden boards. The mother-in-law was frowning and angry, and the husband was sullen and silent. There were only seven daughters, surrounded by Around the coffin, loudly wailing...

The loud voice of the mother-in-law suppressed the crying of the daughters.She opened her eyes, the hallucination disappeared, and she saw the window was bright.The strong fragrance of Sophora japonica came in bursts.A bee slapped against the window paper.

"Fan San, don't rush to wash your hands first," she heard her mother-in-law say, "My precious daughter-in-law has a leg before she gave birth, so why don't you help her out too..."

"Old sister-in-law, you are talking nonsense and talking nonsense. I, Fan San, is a donkey and horse doctor. How can I give birth to a woman?"

"Humans and animals are the same thing."

"Don't bother me, get some water and I'll wash your hands. Sister-in-law, don't be afraid of spending money, go and invite Aunt Sun."

The mother-in-law's voice was like thunder: "Don't you know that I have a bad relationship with that old witch? Last year, she stole a pullet from me."

"It's up to you, it's your daughter-in-law who gave birth to the child, not my wife!" Fan San said mockingly, "Grandma, my wife is still twisting in my mother-in-law's stomach, old sister-in-law, don't forget Instead of shochu and pig's head, I saved two lives of your family!"

The mother-in-law changed a sad tone and said: "Fan San, please do well. The ancients said: 'If you do well, you will not be able to get off sooner or later. ..."

"Don't talk about it," Fan San said, "I've been a family member for many years, and I'm going to make an exception today. The ugly words come first. Although humans and animals are the same, after all, human life is at stake..."

She heard a clatter of footsteps approaching, mixed with loud sneezing.Could it be that father-in-law, husband, and the glib Fan San all entered the delivery room to see her naked body?She felt angry, humiliated, and there were clusters of fluffy things floating in front of her eyes.She wanted to sit up and find a piece of clothing to cover her, but her body was stuck in the blood and mud, unable to move at all.There was a loud rumble outside the village.In the gap between the loud noises, there is a mysterious and familiar noise, like countless small animals crawling, like countless teeth chewing... What is the sound so familiar?As she pondered hard, a bright spot in her head flickered and quickly turned into a bright light, illuminating the scene of the huge locust plague more than ten years ago: dark red locusts covered the sky and flooded in like a flood. The branches and leaves of all plants have been eaten up, even the bark of willow trees; the terrible sound of locusts gnawing at everything penetrates into the marrow of human beings.Here comes the locusts again, she thought horribly, sinking into the pit of despair.God, let me die, I've had enough...God, Mother, send your rain and sunshine, save my soul...

She prayed hopelessly in despair, praying to the Supreme God of China and the Supreme God of the West, and the pain in mind and body seemed to ease a lot.She thought of the red-haired, blue-eyed, father-like Pastor Maloja. On the spring meadow, he said that the God of Heaven in China and the God of the West are the same god, just like hands and palms, lotus flowers and lotus flowers.Like—she thought shamefully—cocks and pans.He stood in the grove of locust trees in early summer, standing tall and majestic... Clusters of heavy locust trees fluttered in colorful colors, and the rich fragrance of flowers was as charming as wine.She felt herself floating, like a cloud, like a hair.She looked at Maloya's solemn, sacred, friendly and kind smiling face with infinite gratitude, and tears filled her eye sockets.

She closed her eyes, and tears flowed along the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and into her ears on both sides.The door was pushed open, and the mother-in-law said in a low voice:
"Come on brother, mother, what's the matter with you? My child, you have to hold on. Our black donkey gave birth to a lively mule. If you give birth to this child, our Shangguan family will be satisfied." Yes. Son, midwives are not divided into men and women, I have invited you, Third Master Fan..."

Her mother-in-law's rare tender words touched her heart.She opened her eyes, and nodded slightly to her mother-in-law's big golden face.The mother-in-law waved to the outside room and said:
"Third, come in."

The glib Fan San had a straight face, as if he was pretending to be solemn.His eyes dodged, as if he had seen something terrible, and his face suddenly lost all color. "Sister-in-law..." Fan San lowered his head and said, "Please forgive me, you can't do this job even if you kill Fan San and Fan San." Lu's body jumped away quickly.When he exited the room, he collided with Shangguan Shouxi who was poking his head into the room outside the door.She caught a glimpse of her husband's pointed face with a mouse-like expression in disgust.The mother-in-law hurried out to chase Fan San, and she heard her mother-in-law shouting:

"Fan San, you bastard!"

Taking advantage of the moment when her husband poked his head in again, she raised one arm with all her strength, waved him, and a cold sentence came out of her mouth—she wondered if she said it herself—— You son of a bitch, come here! ——She has no hatred or resentment towards her husband, why should I scold him?Calling him "son of a bitch" is actually calling mother-in-law, mother-in-law is a dog, old dog... The old dog and the old dog slowly bared their teeth, and I will give you a dustbin... More than 20 years ago at the eldest aunt's house The old story about the silly son-in-law and mother-in-law that I heard when I was parasitic came to my mind: it was a rainy and hot era, Northeast Gaomi Township had just been developed, and the population was sparsely populated. Nicknamed "Yu Daslap", his big palms are clenched into two big fists like horseshoes, which can knock down a big mule with one punch.He is a gambler, and his hands are covered with a layer of green patina... At the anti-foot-binding conference held at Sima Ku's threshing ground, I was spotted by Shangguan Lu...

you call me?She saw Shangguan Shouxi standing in front of the kang, looking at the window with an embarrassing expression on her face, what do you want me to do... She looked at the man she had lived with for 21 years with pity, and suddenly her heart was full of tears. sorry.In the sea of ​​Sophora japonica, the wind and waves are surging... She said in a voice as thin as a strand of hair:
"This child...is not yours..."

Shangguan Shouxi cried and said: "My mother...don't die...I'll call Aunt Sun..."

"No..." She looked at her husband beggingly and said, "Please call Pastor Ma..."

In the yard, Shangguan Lu endured the pain of cutting flesh, took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, and peeled off the paper layer by layer, revealing a big foreign currency.She held Dayang, the corners of her mouth drooped terribly, her eyes were red, and the sun shone on her gray hair.Puffs of black smoke came from nowhere, the air was scorching hot, and the Jiaolong River in the north was full of noise, and guns whizzed past in mid-air.She almost cried and said:
"Fan San, can you see death without saving it? It's really 'poisonous as a hornet's needle, ruthless as a man's center', as the saying goes, 'money can turn a ghost', Fan San, this ocean is close to my flesh It’s been 20 years, I’ll give it to you, and buy my daughter-in-law’s life!”

She took Dayang into Fan San's hands.Fan San threw away the piece of ocean violently, as if what Shangguan Lu had caught in his hand was a piece of red-hot iron.A layer of oily sweat oozes from his slippery face, and his two cheeks twitch, pulling his facial features out of place.He picked up his rucksack and shouted:
"Sister-in-law, let me go...I knelt down and kowtowed to you..."

Before Fan San reached the gate of Shangguan's house, he saw the shirtless Shangguan Fulu running in.He had only one shoe left on his foot, and his bony chest was smeared with green, axle-oil-like dirt like a huge rotting wound.where have you been?Immortal, Shangguan Lu cursed angrily.Brother, what happened outside?Fan San asked him anxiously.He ignored Lu's cursing, did not answer Fan San's question, and smiled obsessively, with a rattling sound from his mouth, like a flock of chickens pecking at a clay pot urgently.

Shangguan Lu pinched her husband's chin, pushed and pulled it up and down, making his mouth grow horizontally and vertically.Some white saliva flowed from his mouth.He coughed, spat, and finally calmed down.Dad, what's going on outside?He looked at his wife sadly, twisted his mouth, and cried:
"The Japanese cavalry went up the Houhe embankment..."

The dull sound of hoofbeats came, and everyone in the yard froze.A group of gray magpies with white tail feathers flew over the yard screaming and chirping.The stained glass on the church bell tower cracked silently, and the shards of glass glistened.After the stained glass was shattered, a crisp explosion sounded from the bell tower, and the sound waves of the explosion rolled over in all directions like heavy, rattling iron wheels.A big wave of air rushed over, and Fan San and Shangguan Fulu fell to the ground as tall as grains.Lu Shi backed up again and again, leaning his back against the wall.A carved black pottery chimney rolled down from the eaves, landed on the green brick road in front of her, and turned into a pile of rubble with a clatter.

Shangguan Shouxi ran out of the house, crying, "Mother! She's going to die, she's going to die, go ask Aunt Sun..."

Lu stared at his son seriously, and said: "If a person deserves to die, he must die; if a person does not deserve to die, he will not die no matter what!"

The men in the yard listened to her lecture half-understood, and stared at her face with teary eyes.She said: "Fan San, do you still have that kind of birth-inducing medicine handed down in your family? If you have it, pour a bottle for my daughter-in-law, and if you don't have it, drop it." After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for Fan San's answer. Look, head held high, chest straight, tremblingly walking towards the gate.

Section [-]

On the morning of the fifth day of the fifth month of the ancient calendar in [-], in Dalan Township, the largest village in Northeast Gaomi Township, Shangguan Lu led her enemy, Aunt Sun, completely ignoring the screaming gunshots in the air and the deafening explosion of shells in the distance. With a loud voice, he walked into the door of his house and delivered the baby for his daughter-in-law, Shangguan Lu, who was having a difficult labor.The moment they stepped into the gate, the Japanese cavalry was trampling the bodies of guerrillas in the open space near the bridgehead.

In the yard stood her husband Shangguan Fulu, her son Shangguan Shouxi, and the veterinarian Fan San who was stranded at her home—he was holding a glass bottle filled with green liquid as if to show his merit—these three people, she Auntie Sun was there when she went out to invite Auntie Sun, and the new addition was the red-haired Pastor Maloya.Wearing a large black cloth robe, with a heavy copper cross hanging on his chest, he stood in front of Shangguan Lu's window, with his chin raised, facing the sun, reciting aloud Holy Word:
"...supreme our Lord Jesus Christ. Lord, please bless and protect your faithful servants. When your faithful servants are facing pain and disaster, please stretch out your holy hand to touch the top of our heads, give us strength, give us Courage to make a woman lay her babes, let the goats give milk, let the hens lay more eggs, let the eyes of the bad guys go dark, let their bullets jam, and their horses get lost and swamped. Lord, Impose all the punishment on my head, let me suffer and suffer in place of all the creatures in the world..."

The man in the yard stood silently, listening to his prayer.From the expressions on their faces, it could be seen that they were deeply moved.

Aunt Sun sneered, stepped forward, and pushed Maloya aside. The pastor staggered, opened his eyes, said "Amen", made the sign of the cross on his chest, and ended his prayer.

Aunt Sun's silver hair was combed smoothly, and the bun on the back of her head was tied firmly and evenly. The silver hairpin on the bun was shining, and a mugwort tip was inserted obliquely into the side of the bun.She wore a white cloth slanted gown that was well washed, with a white handkerchief tied to the button under the armpit, black cloth trousers, a small belt tied around the ankle, and black velvet embroidered shoes with green tops and white bottoms.Her whole body is refreshed and exudes the smell of soap locust.Her cheekbones are high, her nose bridge is straight, her lips are stretched into a line, and there are two radiant eyes in the beautiful big deep-set eye sockets.She has a fairy style, which is in sharp contrast to the rich and bloated Shangguan Lu.

Shangguan Lu took the bottle of green oil from Fan San, walked up to Aunt Sun, and said softly, "Auntie, this is Fan San's labor-inducing oil, do you want to pour it on her?"

"I'm talking about Shangguan's family." Aunt Sun glanced at Mrs. Lu with her beautiful cold eyes, and then at the men in the courtyard, and said dissatisfiedly, "Are you asking me to deliver the baby, or Fan San?"

"Auntie, don't be angry. As the saying goes, 'If you are sick, you will go to the doctor. If you have milk, you will be a mother'," Shangguan Lu said in a low voice, showing a rare good temper. "Of course I invite you, it's not a last resort. How dare I come?" Move your god?"

"Don't you say that I stole your little hen?" Aunt Sun said, "If you want me to deliver the baby, no one else will interfere!"

"Listen to you, do whatever you say." Shangguan Lu said.

Aunt Sun pulled out a strip of red cloth from her waist and tied it to the window lattice.Then, she entered the house with high spirits, and when she was about to enter the door, she turned her head to Shangguan Lu and said, "Shangguan's family, come with me."

Fan San ran to the window, picked up the bottle of green oil that Shangguan Lu had put on the window sill, stuffed it into the cowhide pouch, and ran quickly towards the gate without saying hello to Shangguan and his son.

"Amen!" Maloja said aloud, crossed himself again, and then nodded friendly to Shangguan and his son.

Aunt Sun's sharp cry came from the room, followed by Shangguan Lu's hoarse cry.

Shangguan Shouxi squatted on the ground with his hands covering his ears.His father, Shangguan Fulu, walked around the yard with his hands behind his back.His footsteps were hurried, his head bowed, as if he was looking for something lost.

Reverend Maloya murmured the prayer he had just recited, looking up at the smoky blue sky.

The newborn foal came out of the west wing tremblingly, its wet fur was as smooth as satin.Amid Shangguan Lu's howling, the weak female donkey also came out of the wing room.With drooping ears and tail folded, it walked to the water tank under the pomegranate tree with difficulty, and looked timidly at the people in the yard.No one cares about it.Shangguan Shouxi covered his ears and wept.Shangguan Fulu hurriedly turned around.Maloja closed his eyes and prayed.The black donkey put its mouth into the water tank and sucked up water.After sucking up enough water, it walked slowly to the large pile of peanuts that had been blocked by sorghum straw foil, biting the skin of sorghum straw with its sharp teeth.

Aunt Sun put one hand into Shangguan Lu's birth canal and pulled out the baby's other leg.The mother howled and passed out.Aunt Sun blew a pinch of yellow powder into Shangguan Lu's nostrils.She held the baby's calves in both hands and waited calmly.Shangguan Lu woke up moaning.She sneezed repeatedly and her body twitched violently.Her upper body arched, and then fell heavily.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Aunt Sun dragged the baby out of the birth canal.When the baby's flat and long head was separated from the mother's body, it made a loud explosion sound, like a cannonball being fired.Blood splashed all over Aunt Sun's white cloth gown.

Upside down in Aunt Sun's hands was a baby girl with bruises all over her body.

Shangguan Lu beat his chest and wept bitterly.

"Don't cry, there's another one in your stomach!" Aunt Sun roared angrily.

Shangguan Lu's belly convulsed horribly, blood gushed out from between his legs, and along with the blood, a baby fish with a head full of soft yellow hair swam out.

Shangguan Lu saw the little thing like a silkworm chrysalis between the baby's legs at a glance, and she knelt down in front of the kang with a plop.

"Unfortunately, it's another stillbirth." Aunt Sun said leisurely.

Shangguan Lu felt dizzy for a while, and hit his head on the edge of the kang.Holding the edge of the Kang with her hands, she stood up with difficulty.Glancing at the daughter-in-law, whose face was as lime, she groaned in pain and walked out of the delivery room.

There was death in the yard.The son knelt down on his knees, his long bloody neck pierced the ground, and the blood flowed on the ground like a crooked stream, and the head with a terrified expression stood upright in front of his body.The husband gnawed on the brick corridor, with one arm under his stomach, and the other stretched forward. There was a long and wide opening on the back of his head, and some white and red things splashed on the corridor. on the way.Pastor Maloya knelt on the ground, fingered his chest, and spit out a series of foreign words.Two tall horses with saddles on their backs are tearing the rice straw foil around the peanuts.The donkey and her colt huddled in a corner.The head of the little mule was hidden under the crotch of the mother donkey, and the little bald tail wriggled like a snake.Two Japanese men in soy-yellow clothes, one wiped his saber with a handkerchief, and the other chopped off sorghum straw with a knife.The thousand catties of peanuts that Shangguan's family hoarded last year and prepared to make a fortune this summer spilled all over the floor.The two tall horses lowered their heads, chewing peanuts and wagging their gorgeous tails happily.

Shangguan Lu suddenly felt dizzy. She wanted to run forward to rescue her son and husband, but her fat body fell backwards like a wall.

Aunt Sun walked around Shangguan Lu's body and walked towards the gate of Shangguan's house with steady steps.The Japanese soldier with wide-open eyes and stubby eyebrows threw away the handkerchief for wiping his knife, jumped stiffly in front of her, raised his sharp saber, and pointed it straight at her heart.The Japanese muttered in their mouths, with a rough expression on their faces.She looked at the Japanese soldier quietly, even with a mocking smile on her face.Aunt Sun took a step back, and the Japanese soldiers forced her back.Aunt Sun retreated two steps, and the Japanese soldiers advanced two steps.The tip of his sharp knife was always on Aunt Sun's chest.The Japanese soldier made an inch of progress, Aunt Sun impatiently raised her hand and pushed his knife aside, and then kicked the Japanese soldier's wrist with a graceful, almost absurdly flying kick.The saber fell to the ground.Aunt Sun jumped forward and slapped the Japanese soldier across the face.The Japanese soldier covered his face and screamed strangely.Another Japanese soldier rushed forward with a knife, and with a flash of the knife, he took Aunt Sun's head straight.Aunt Sun turned around lightly and pinched the Japanese soldier's neck.She shook his hand, and the knife fell to the ground.She raised her hand and gave the Japanese soldier another slap on the ear. It seemed that she didn't hit hard, but half of the Japanese soldier's face suddenly swelled up.

Aunt Sun walked towards the gate without looking back.The Japanese soldiers picked up their carbine and set fire to them.She straightened herself up, and then fell down in the hallway of Shangguan's house.

At noon, groups of Japanese soldiers rushed into the courtyard of Shangguan's house.The cavalry found a basket from the wing room, carried the peanuts into the alley, and fed them to their exhausted horses.Two Japanese soldiers escorted Pastor Maloya away.A Japanese military doctor with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his white nose followed his officer into Shangguan Lu's room.The military doctor frowned and opened the medicine package, put on latex gloves, and cut the baby's umbilical cord with a knife that shone coldly.He carried the baby boy upside down and slapped him on the back until he let out a hoarse cry like a sick cat before putting him down.Then he brought up the baby girl again, and slapped and slapped her until she was alive.Military doctors smeared their umbilical cords with iodine and tied them around the waist with white gauze.In the end, he gave Shangguan Lu Shi two injections of hemostatic medicine.During the process of Japanese military doctors treating puerpera and babies, a Japanese military reporter took pictures from different angles.A month later, these photos were published in Japanese newspapers as proof of the goodwill between China and Japan.

(End of this chapter)