Story: Folk tale of Lu Chunyang Once upon a time, there was a seven- or eight-year-old child who played by the door with a small gong every day. As he knocked, he sang: "Dangdang, Lü Chunyang - go out and touch a Lü Chunyang... Dangdang, Lü Chunyang -- going out and touching a Lu Chunyang..."

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One day, Lu Chunyang happened to be passing by the door of the house, listening to the child singing his name, he felt strange, he stepped forward, bent down, and asked the child: "Child, you sing really well, who taught you to sing this song?" ”

The child replied, "Aunt White Peony, who sold flowers on the street, taught me to sing." ”

"Huh? Where does Aunt White Peony sell flowers now? ”

"Aunt White Peony hasn't been here for a long time, and I don't know where she went."

Lü Chunyang thought for a moment and then asked, "Did Aunt Bai Peony tell you that Lu Chunyang was okay?" ”

"Aunt Bai Peony said that Lü Chunyang is a very good person, and Lü Chunyang is a fairy family who will treat people!"

Lu Chunyang was very happy to hear it: "Child, you stretch out a hand board, I will give you a candy to eat." ”

When the child heard that there was sugar to eat, he happily held out his hand, only to hear a "pop" sound, and Lu Chunyang knocked on the palm of his hand.

"Why are you beating me, Sugar?"

"You take this little copper hammer, knock on the heart of this hand every day, you can knock out a copper coin and take it to buy candy to eat."

The child took a small copper hammer and knocked it on the hand board, and sure enough, when it was knocked down, "Dang" sounded, and a copper coin was sent out of the palm of the hand. The child was so happy, he immediately knocked again, "dang" again, and jumped out of a copper coin. However, there was nothing wrong with knocking the first stroke, and when I knocked the second stroke, the palm of my hand turned red, slightly swollen, and it hurt a little.

"Hey—kid, don't worry, you can only knock once a day. Remember? ”

"Remembered!" The child jumped up happily, put down the gong, picked up the copper coin, and ran to buy candy to eat.

One day, the child's mother saw that her son had sugar to eat, and felt strange: "Baby, where do you get sugar to eat?" ”

"Bought it!" The child jumped on a green stone next to the door, and it was very angry.

"Baby, where did you get the money for the sugar?" Didn't you steal it? ”

"I don't need to steal," the child became more angry, "I have a way to get the money myself." ”

Hearing her son say that there was a way to get money, the mother rushed to the blue stone to pull the child down, let him sit next to her, hugged him, and asked him: "Baby, you tell your mother the way to get money, okay?" ”

"Well, it was still cold at that time, I was banging on a small gong at the door to sing "Lü Chunyang" to play, and a man wearing a Taoist hat and carrying a big gourd came over, and he taught me a method: he gently tapped on the palm of my hand, and from that day on, I knocked on the palm of my hand, and a copper coin would jump out of the palm of my hand."

As soon as the mother listened, light came out of her eyes: "Good baby, let's get lucky, you have met Lu Chunyang." ”

The mother told the baby to stretch out her palm and knock the copper hammer, and sure enough, the palm of the hand Dang jumped out of a copper coin.

"Get rich! Get rich! ”

The mother knocked again, and it was another "dang", and a copper coin jumped out of the palm of the baby's hand.

"Hahaha, with this palm, we can't worry about eating or wearing in the future!"

The mother knocked desperately, knocking more than a dozen times in a row, only to hear the jingle of the copper coin, and the palm of the baby's hand kept jumping out of the copper coin.

"It hurts! Mother, don't knock, I hurt! "The baby cried in pain, struggling desperately, trying to pull the little hand out of the mother's big hand, but the mother's strength was much greater than the baby's strength, no matter how the baby cried, how to shout, his mother still tightly held his hand, kept knocking, knocking.

The mother knocked out a large pile of copper coins, and the copper coins drowned both of her own feet.

The baby was crying dumbly, she didn't make a sound, her face was getting paler and paler, her eyes wouldn't turn, and finally, unable to move, he fell on the pile of copper coins and died.

At this point, the woman was anxious, crying and running to the doctor. It was hard to find a doctor, and the doctor gave the child a pulse and shook his head: "No, the pulse is not jumping, bury it!" ”

The mother "wow" cried loudly: "Baby - baby wow - all blame the mother, strange mother!" ”

He was holding the baby and crying, and from the winding stone alley came a jianghu lang, he came to the mother and son, put down the big gourd: "What is the situation, let me see." ”

When Niang saw another Langzhong, she had to use the dead horse as a live horse doctor and give him the baby in her arms. The top of the round head of the baby in the jianghu lang rubbed the baby's red and swollen palm, and the baby slowly eased up, and her face gradually turned rosy.

Finally, the jianghu Langzhong blew a breath on the baby's face, and the baby woke up, opened her eyes, and looked at Lang Zhong, and then looked at the mother.

When the baby's mother saw her son alive again, she was overjoyed and crazy, and she held up the money on the ground with both hands, one after another, one without falling, all into the big bag in the jianghu lang, and then she knelt on the ground and prostrated her head and said, "The money is all for you!" Thank you very much, thank you very much, thank you doctor for saving my baby! ”

The jianghu lang laughed loudly, picked up the money bag, flicked the sleeves, and left.

When he walked away, the baby sat up, he opened his mouth, and it was not easy for him to speak: "Mother, Lang Zhong just now was the person who taught me to knock the palm of my hand!" ”

"Ah, Lu Chunyang!"

The mother hurriedly chased after the stone alley, she wrapped her small feet, wearing small shoes, and no matter how anxious she was, she still walked slowly. As a result, she didn't even see Lu Chunyang's shadow.

From that day on, the palm of the child's hand could no longer knock out copper coins.