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Saying that it is the second uncle is actually a kind of title.
People in the same village, when they meet, are still elders, and they can't always speak directly or call them by their first names.
When we met in this way, the second uncle called a call, the elders were comfortable in their hearts, praised a few words, and the juniors were also very happy.
In the impression, he was always like that, tall, chinese character face, slightly hunchbacked. From time to time, while walking, you can also hum two sentences of Huaibang drops.
The second uncle's name is Li Yonglu, the three brothers, according to the order of Fulu Zhenxiang, yongzi generation, the second brother should be called Yonglu, and so on, the fourth elder is missing.
The second uncle wore large waist pants in winter and summer, which was the standard of rural people at that time.
A rag pants belt carried a grunt of his guy: a poop knife, a small crescent-shaped fire sickle, an ear scoop, two keys. Walking, whining, whining, how far away people know he's coming.
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Yonglu is good at castrating pigs, but does not charge money, and a home-cooked meal is dispatched.
At that time, it was a large group, and most of the time was to work to earn work, and the plow pigs only had to use the time between meals to do it.
The lord first went back to catch the pig, grabbed the pig's ears, and pressed the four legs. The second uncle was accurate and fierce, and told the lord that you could press well, and the problem would be solved in a moment. The tooth pig (boar) can cut a hole and squeeze out the testicles; the grass head (sow) is slightly troublesome, starting from one side, pulling out the fallopian tube, and cutting it. If you are impure, grow up, and still be in heat, then you are in trouble. But he rarely missed a hand. Finish, stitch a few stitches, and then cut a few pieces of tear tunnel soil on the wall, twist it, sprinkle it on the wound, carry the tail, slap the spine cover twice, and drink: "Let's go!" "Tell the master to pick it up and not let it lie down.
After washing your hands, it's time to eat.
At that time, almost every household was fed pigs. Business, every three to five continuous. Whoever has a pig, a date or two in advance, the second uncle has a number in mind, and then he will arrive by himself.
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Palm shoes are another craft of the second uncle.
Most people in rural areas wear cloth shoes, which are not as comfortable as some people say now. Nothing to wear, what to wear? Heavy work, especially stone work, is particularly expensive.
There are many dolls in the family, and they are even more naughty. Three days and two backs, the front leaking toes, the back leaking heels, is the farce staged by each family: you wear shoes and eat shoes, and you are naughty with you every day. The adults carry the sticks behind them, and their babies run in front of them.
The second uncle has a business opportunity, who has someone shoes through, greeting. Tight, take advantage of the meal work, go and clean up; not too tight, wait for the rain, take your time. Carrying a pocket of shoe repair tools: I-shaped shoe braces, small hammers, awls, interlinings, etc., to the lord's house by appointment. First, I tilted my head to look at the rotten shoes and wondered how to clean them up. Then find the right material in the broken shoes found by the main house, draw the rough line, and then cut it with a hammer, hold the shoe brace, hold the shoe stud in one hand, and hammer a few hammers, beckon the naughty baby to come over, and try it. The mischievous baby cheerfully shouted "Medium! "A big jump and a big trick to go." The sole is well treated, the toes are leaking, to be troublesome, you have to dip the sole wet first, find a good cloth, stitch by stitch, it will take more trouble. Everything is in good condition and it's time for dinner to be served.
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To the left of the cave there is an earthen niche, the size of which is exactly one or three legs.
When I came back from work, I clipped a handful of velvet under my armpits, opened the door and entered the courtyard, hurriedly put the pot and added water.
Next, take out the string of lighting utensils on your belt: the fire sickle, the flint stone, and the tinder. The fire sickle was packed in a slightly large leather bag, crescent-shaped, with a thick blade and an iron nose on the back. The flint stone is a white piece of quartz stone. The old man tore a handful of pale yellow tinder, pressed on the edges and corners of the flint, picked up the fire sickle, and "clicked" at the flint twice, Mars ignited the tinder, the old man gently blew up a few times, and hurriedly stuffed it into the velvet grass, and a flame rose in the stove pit for a while. The old man rubbed his eyes, coughed, put hard wood on the shelf, and made it easy to cook a person's meal.
The Flintstones' drilling wood for fire is available in textbooks and introduced by the teacher. But using fire scythes and flint stones for fire has never been seen in the textbooks I have studied.
At that time, most people called matches "foreign fire" and were in short supply. In the memory, it seems to be two cents and a box, red heads, anyang production, "workers and peasants" brand.
At that time, it was not that people could not afford to buy "foreign fire", but it was a little cheaper.
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An authentic cropper.
We don't have much to do, this generation is also a cropper, and the cropper must do a good job of the crop. It was his spoken word.
When doing work, no matter how big or small, he can do it straight.
A hammer seems to be his work.
The head of the hammer, the wooden handle, and the wedge also have a delicate iron hoop on it. The iron shovel is a mulberry handle, probably to the outer skin, used for a long time, yellow and bright, slippery.
I don't know how many years it has been used, how much sweat has been soaked, and the feel of giving people is like paint, it looks delicate and greasy, and it is oily.
During the work break, the second uncle often showed off to people how his handle and shovel handle were fed out of oil, how much oil was used, and so on.
Pull it down on you, who doesn't know that you cook with oil, it's calculated in drops! It was fed with his sweat.
It is said that the work is not ambiguous, and the corner of the ground, the weir, the thorn bush or the jujube thorn can be cleaned up by his hammer head plus a knotty scythe.
In addition to giving people busy work, in addition to beating the wall, it is also necessary to use iron shovels to repair the wall.
According to his theory, all people die of illness, and nothing causes death.
And then, where did the cymbal head go, I don't know. I only know that the iron shovel of the mulberry handle, after his death, when he was beaten for the tomb, because there was no short shovel in the tomb, someone cut the shovel in half with him. This shovel can finally be regarded as a bow for him!
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One cannot be ignorant of one's conscience.
At the end of the article, I remembered a sentence that the second uncle often hung on his lips.
Winter 1943.
The second uncle was inexplicably captured by the Japanese and the Imperial Allied forces on the White Rock Mountain. When I got to the mountain, I learned that he had been falsely accused: fornication of the Eighth Road.
At that time, Baiyan Mountain was guarding the passage from Yangcheng to Wangwu County via the East and West Mountains, and in order to prevent our party from "infiltrating" from the Taiyue base area to Wangwu County, the devils were bent on extracting a little useful information from his mouth.
The first day, tied, hung, not recognized. The next day, tiger stools, pepper water, no tricks. The devil said that he would not admit that there was a great punishment to serve, and he just smiled.
On the third day, the punishment was extraordinary. The second uncle was torn off his cotton jacket, face down, and tied to a bench. It was another question, and as usual it had no effect.
In the brazier, the charcoal fire was throbbing, and the blue flames were flowing straight up. With a wave of the devil's hand, an Imperial Allied soldier drew a red-hot shovel from the brazier and burned it on his back. The second uncle passed out with a cry. The shovels swam on the backs, bubbling with fumes. People are thin, encounter places with high bones, and have to go back and forth a few times, and the whole house is full of burnt skin and flesh...
Still fruitless, he was thrown into the snow nest. Later, his family carried him back. I lay in bed for months.
During the Cultural Revolution, whenever he remembered bitterly, he would always tear off his pants and show the big scars on his spine.
Some people persuade you, you are humble, someone falsely accuses you, you will not talk nonsense about a few people, first do not have to be guilty of that crime.
He said just that: We can't be ignorant of our conscience and do things that lack virtue.
After a few years, perhaps no one can remember his face and name, but under the yellow earth there is his soul worthy of heaven and earth.
About author:Zhang Yaozhong, a native of Jiyuan, Henan. Occasionally write a few words in his spare time, purely spontaneous, accomplished nothing, only to be happy.
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