About the author: Lian Helin, male, Han ethnicity, Tuzuo Banner of Hohhot, Inner Mongolia, member of the Professional Committee of Flash Fiction of the Chinese Allegorical Literature Research Association, member of the Contemporary Miniature Novel Society, deputy secretary-general of the Council of inner Mongolia Flash Fiction Creation Society, author of Cheng Li'e Writing Alliance, editor of the Editorial Board of Flash Novel. A number of works have been published in various books and periodicals.
There are two small novels in Lianhelin
Sister-in-law meets wolf
Sister-in-law got up at dawn, made breakfast and waited for her husband and children to eat, there was too much work in the field, she couldn't get up early and was too busy to get up, taking advantage of the fact that her husband slept to death today, she also wanted to help.
She found a small hoe from the family land, and went to the village head's own field, this land is not large, at a glance to the side, the green wheat rises and falls with the morning wind, the sister-in-law does not dare to delay the time, squatting down and starting to hoe the grass.
Unconsciously, I reached the middle of the ground, stood up and looked around, and before I saw a shadow, I realized that I had indeed come out early, and the surrounding was quiet, as if even the birds were not out of the nest! Suddenly, the sister-in-law screamed, and sat on the ground in fright, she saw a wolf, the mad eyes stared at her green and darkly, and was walking towards her step by step, and the sister-in-law stood up with all her strength and smashed the hoe in her hand.
The wolf dodged the hoe and made an attacking action at any time, the sister-in-law knew that she could not turn around and run, she could only face to face and carry it, and she could not let the wolf get close, otherwise she would definitely feed the wolf, she pulled the wheat seedling in her hand, and her heartbeat sounded like a drum, as if she would jump out of her throat if she was not careful.
As long as the wolf took a step forward, the sister-in-law grabbed a handful of wheat seedlings and hit them hard, and then took the opportunity to take a few steps back, she had no other ideas, as long as she retreated to the edge of the village, someone would always come out.
In this way, I don't know how long it took, half an acre of wheat seedlings was ripped out by myself, and I didn't see any signs of the wolf escaping, and my sister-in-law was tired and afraid that she was about to collapse, and she yelled in her throat:
Help me! ......
The mournful cries finally drew the villagers in, the wolf was beaten away, and the sister-in-law fell.
Brother hugged her, looked at the ruined wheat field, and was so anxious that tears came out, and cried:
My wheat! ......
Uncle
Uncle Huan felt that he was very happy, and he didn't care about anything except eating every day, and there was a son in the field! When he was young, he married a wife, barely passed more than ten years to pat his ass and leave, saying that Uncle Huan was a pig, and he couldn't get on the wall at all.
Fart, still lazy? Lao Tzu still thinks you are ugly! Uncle Han broke the scolding, his wife was gone, the days still had to pass, and he didn't think it was difficult to look at a few small children.
Therefore, Uncle Huan also re-learned to work in the field, but not as good as the teenage baby Valiso, although the harvest is not much, it is enough to fill the stomach, but the child's clothing has become a problem, fortunately, the villagers can help, there can also be a warm object.
Poor and destitute people are left with you, you don't steam steamed steamed bread and fight for breath, look at your look, get rid of a lazy reincarnation. The village chief scolded him angrily, because Uncle Huan dragged the back foot of the whole village to get rid of poverty! He really couldn't get the job done.
Continue to scold, I just have a sore muscle, and it is too late to go back to the furnace and rebuild. Director, wouldn't you get out of poverty with more relief? Uncle Han said with a hippie smile.
I really... Serve you. The director was so angry that he threw his hands out of the door, gave two poverty alleviation sheep the year before, and killed them in the blink of an eye, and did not roll his eyes at that time.
Uncle Huan lived with one eye closed and one eye, and he didn't feel that he was having a bad time anyway, nor did he envy that others were better than himself, he didn't have much luxury, as long as he was full.
Later, watching the babies grow up day by day, and also marry and have children, Uncle Huan also stood on the street and dared to say big words:
You have grandchildren who hold Lao Tzu, and there is more than enough than the upper and lower, and Lao Tzu has two words: contentment.
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