sixteen
A month ago, on a half-cloudy, half-sunny afternoon, Lamb's mother rushed to sell the freshly picked half-basket of chili peppers. This year's chili peppers are so spicy! It's so spicy that it can't stain your mouth. An old generation has a proverb: can eat spicy, can be in charge. Lamb and his mother have lived alone for so many years, and if she doesn't want to be a housekeeper, she can only be a small family. For example, this sells chili peppers, sells chili peppers for a few small dollars to buy a grass chicken that is willing to lay eggs, the old hen in the nest will rest the nest for three days and two heads this year, it is better to ruthlessly kill a pot of stew to let the whole family solve the hunger, the chicken feathers selected are just used to tighten the hair in the bellows, no matter how tight it is, it can't pull out the wind, and the old nest fire under the pot.
Lamb and his mother hurried back, with a fire in her heart. This anger has to do with the little girl who sells socks at the street stall.
Speaking of which, why did Lamb Thamma ever think about buying some socks? All year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter, she comes and goes in the wind and rain, patches on coarse cloth clothes, coarse cloth shoes are either barefoot or make do with a pair of coarse socks sewn by herself, she is a big old coarse ah! The old man never pays attention to what he wears. But when she finished weighing the last of the peppers, a sweet voice grabbed her hand and walked over. Aunt, buy a pair of socks, breathable and transparent velvet stockings, eight cents a pair. It's expensive, don't buy it, five cents a pair is still not far away. Lamb said casually, touched it casually, left the shouting crowd, and turned away.
After walking a few steps, a shrill voice called out to her: Oh, you stop, stop. Lamb was shocked, and immediately stopped, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes behind her to see something. The sharp voice came over and touched her badou, and when she touched it, she felt a pair of socks, white background, yellow jacquard, like the face of the lamb and his mother sometimes white and sometimes yellow. The little girl came over and grabbed the socks with a small mouth, and said sarcastically: You big aunt, your hands are still strangely long!
Hand chief, vernacular slang has the meaning of stealing. Did Lamb steal it? No. But I didn't steal it, my socks didn't have wings and legs, why would it be in her bucket? As soon as Lamb's mother turned in a circle, she immediately realized that someone had made evil, who could make the bad person? Sharp voice. She stared at it with indignant eyes, and cursed fiercely: Dirty people's things can't be good! And that shrill voice did not adhere to it, shouting in a shrill voice: Don't lose a few pounds of money, steal people's socks and don't admit it, die you ...
For this matter, Lamb's mother wanted to die, and she was inexplicably accused of being a "thief". Good things are not famous, bad things spread thousands of miles. She was afraid that this matter would spread ten, ten, and hundred, and suddenly it would reach the ears and eyes of the people in the village, and if she didn't pay attention, the two daughters-in-law would know, if she knew, she would not be able to raise her head in front of her daughter-in-law in this life, and she would have a way to live!
Hating the sharp-voiced woman is not a good stubble, and the little girl who set up the stall... Lamb's mother heard that the girl and the sharp voice were two mothers, not bad people, how could they harm her for no reason? It seems that there is another hidden secret, it is that someone else has the wrong hand and put the socks in the wrong place. But why did the girl's father come to the door of the house and say that there was a pit? The pit at the door shut him up! Lamb's mother thought about this to no avail. With a turn of his mind, he walked to the stall selling foreign socks in the southeast corner, stood for a moment, and squatted down again. Auntie, come to buy socks? The little girl who sold socks obviously remembered her, and apparently, she still had a little bit of neglect for her. Lamb looked at her coldly and asked, "Where are you?" Sophora Tree Li Zhuang. The little girl replied cheerfully. What's your last name? Plum. Oh, you know, there is an old locust tree in Locust Tree Li Zhuang that is hundreds of years old, which tree has your home always been? Lamb tugged on one sock in her hand, put it down, took the other, tugged on the legs and mouths of the socks, and continued to inquire. The little girl was a little impatient, and asked: What are you doing inquiring about? Lamb Ta Niang Zhiwu: I heard that there is a merchant in your village who can read feng shui? Well, yes. His house is not far from yours! The little girl covered her mouth and smiled and said, his family is the Li family, he is the Li family.
Big is another name for father, father, and father in Yudong, which is very earthy, but it is particularly appropriate and appropriate. Because the father is the head of the family, the Lord is the greatest, and the big is the person who is in charge of the family. When the people of Yudong were young, they called their father as their father, and when they were old, they called their father as their father, regardless of region, and they have been around for eternity, and father is the name of some cultural people who have jobs, eat "baked cake grain" (commercial grain), and have better family conditions in the new situation. What about the seller? It is usually a small businessman who carries two baskets of things on a flat stretcher, or pushes a small wagon of goods through the streets and alleys, or walks from one village to another. Sellers are divided into small merchants, goods langs and old goods langs according to their age.
Lamb and his wife rushed to Huaishu Lizhuang in the dark. Because it was summer, the people in the village were much cooler under the locust tree, looking at the shadows from afar, hearing the sound closely, and as soon as the lady entered the village, she saw the little girl who sold socks was holding a fan under the tree, so she waved to her a few steps closer: come, come. The little lady led his wife into the hospital, and the sharp-voiced woman was stunned, thinking, it won't be to look for a fork, right? After thinking about it, no, although there is a fork in the "stealing" socks, but many days have passed, how can it be a problem? So he freed his hand to wash the pots and dishes, and pulled out a small bench from behind the door to give up his seat. Lamb looked left and right, and asked: What about the merchant who watches feng shui in your house?
The seller walked out of the hall with a "silent voice", learned that Lamb and his wife had come for the "pit", lit a "golden leaf" in his heart, squinted his eyes and said: Look at feng shui, it is not something that can be seen through with three eyes and two eyes. If you don't see through you, you will be talking blindly with people, and the tongue is not in the mouth? Lamb was obviously so angry that she couldn't speak well. The man didn't mind, just scratched his bald head and said, I didn't croak, the lice on the head - obviously, who doesn't know that there is a pit at the door! Lamb's mother asked: How is it bad, how is it bad? You said. The man said slowly: The pit belongs to the yin house, the yin, everyone knows that it is not good, not good, and there is also a way to break it. How broken? Don't you just want a few...the word "money" just came out, the sharp-voiced woman cut off, you don't listen to this person, from the moment you enter the house, you pick your nose and raise your eyes, don't credit you don't owe you! The little girl also took advantage of the excitement, glanced at his mother, and said: I have never seen a person like you, I don't know who is hindering whom, people are looking for feng shui, which one is not polite?
It's none of your mother's business, less interjection! The seller scolded with a cold face, and then took two puffs of cigarettes, extinguished the burned cigarette butts and threw them away, saying: "This is this, the older generation of my family has people who understand feng shui, so they passed it down to me, and I, I don't expect to see feng shui mixed with rice, today's Chairman Mao proposed to "break the four old and establish the four new", what to break? Standing what? You don't know that anyway, those old ideas, old cultures, old customs, and old habits have to be broken, and new ideas, cultures, customs, and habits will be erected, and this looks at feng shui, which has become feudal superstition and has been hit... Therefore, let's not say anything that is not money, just rely on me to know some roads, secretly help you take care of it is nothing, who can have any disgusting malice?
Is it disgusting and malicious to sprinkle soil into the pot? Tell you, you can't listen to who talks about the pit, the tip of the brain hurts when you hear it, but, what is the method? I have long heard people say that this is not good and that is not good, and I have also worried about filling in, filling in and not filling, it is still a pit. This time you said again, it's the same as the mill, going around many circles... Lamb and his mother spread her hands, sighed, and wanted to say a few more words, but the words came to her lips and swallowed them into her stomach. She stood up and was leaving. Unexpectedly, the seller lit another cigarette and asked slowly: The Yan family in Beizhuang is your in-laws, right? Lamb's mother snorted and asked rhetorically: Is it the in-laws, did you tell you? The seller smiled, and said with a smile: "Yes, a few days ago, I walked to Beizhuang, knowing that the Yan family has valuable objects, and after looking at it, it is not much value, but Yan Huozileng is reluctant to get his hands on it, I think, I think if you can help, just help me talk, I will take care of your family's pit by the way, town house, break the disaster. Lamb pursed her lips and nodded, as if she understood the ins and outs of something, so she opened her throat and said: "Tomorrow, I will go and talk to my in-laws."
Lamb's mother is really useful in talking in front of the in-laws, and the words of the car before and after, plus the side knock of the barbarian in-laws, what if they are targeted by thieves? What if there is a disaster due to wealth? What if it looks like a pearl of the night and picks it up like a ghost fire? What if, what if... A series of "what if" piled up, Yan Huozi finally changed his mind, he grinned and said, Zhong, just listen to his godmother, and bought money for his son Gaiwa House to marry his daughter-in-law!