When zhiqing, talk about zhiqing, commemorate zhiqing. Let us listen to the story of Zhiqing together, and feel the history of people and people in history...
The weather is getting hotter and the farm work is getting busier. At the end of the day, everyone was busy cooking. I squatted in front of the stove and lit the fire. Shugen's classmates lived a pot of stick noodles and prepared to paste the cakes. Wynn cut a bowl of pickles and dug everyone up to "bitter vegetables" and wash them with "sour not slipping". I mixed a bowl of sauce and ate it. Alas, again, it is not oily at all.
I was pulling the bellows. Two roosters led their wives and concubines into the house to find food. A "little concubine" ran right up to me. "Eat for nothing again." My head was hot, I reached out and grabbed it, grabbed it by the neck, and the chicken flapped its wings a few times, kicked its legs a few times, and ran out of breath. Everything happens in an instant. Look at the dead chickens on the ground. Everyone [including me] was stunned. "This is a small bank..." I was thinking wildly, and outside the door came the voice of a fellow chicken: "Cuckoo", "Cuckoo" is getting closer and closer. I picked up the chicken and threw it into the Westinghouse. The fellow stood outside the door: "See my chicken?" [Anxious voice] "No" [open your eyes and talk nonsense], and the fellow left disappointed.
Dead. Everyone was busy together, retreating and opening the chamber. The chicken feathers and intestines were buried behind the room. Cook the chicken over a boiling fire. After a while the chicken is cooked. There was no condiment, but everyone ate it very well. Knock on the bone to suck the marrow, eat meat and drink soup, and dry the pot and bowl clean. Although relieved. But everyone's heart is not good. Fellow countrymen are usually nice to us. Do it yourself. Fellow: Here I apologize to you on behalf of my brother five. We were too young at the time. Hurt you. A pretext for "enough food and clothing, knowing etiquette". We cannot hide our inferiority. But we know it's wrong.
Their own chickens are reluctant to kill, and the chickens of their fellow villagers cannot be killed. [One day in June, the captain told us: You have eaten all the food for a year.] When it is most difficult to eat, cut a few "knotty whites" [garden cabbage] and cut some potatoes. After cooking, put some salt and it's a meal. It made us look good. Shugen classmates, tall and tall, capable, eat a lot. Hungry enough. In early autumn, the sticks have just been grouted. Everyone works in the fields. The root of the tree broke a stick and nibbled it. I said to him, "You've eaten your appetite like this." He said, "I'm so hungry," he said and nibbled on another one. As a result, there is a "five more diarrhea" problem. Every day as soon as the chicken crows, he immediately gets up - go to the toilet [I don't know if it's good now]
Sometimes I was so hungry in the middle of the night that I couldn't sleep. Everyone talked about the delicious food in their hometown. This said; "At the end of the year, when I go home, out of the East Station, I will first buy a few fried cakes to eat" [one or two grain stamps, 7 cents a piece] That said: "Go to 'Dengying Lou' to buy two bowls of wontons, and then a plate of bone and meat, dipped in soy sauce and burned the cake." That is fragrant" This said: "At the end of the year, I must be able to share 60 yuan, go home and eat a meal 'dog ignore'" That immediately said: "Cao Ji donkey meat is fragrant" So hungry that everyone's stomach "grunted" and screamed, and I couldn't sleep.
There is a big yellow dog in the neighboring village, which is quite fierce. No matter day and night, I often come to our village to find food. Several chickens in the village were eaten by it. This dog especially loves to run to our yard. [Probably smelling chicken gut] once bit one of our chicks. Fortunately, it was found early and a little later, so I told it to run away. Angry brothers were fierce: "I slaughtered you that day and ate meat!" ”
Hear that we are going to catch the dog. Rural boy, Chunfang proposed: My family has a shotgun, let's take the gun to beat the dog. As soon as everyone heard it well, they took a gun and hit it. After dinner, Chunfang brought the gun. Load the gunpowder, put the iron sand, turn on the trigger, and press the smashing gun. Take the gun out of the chicken path in the door [the hole left for the chicken to lay eggs in the house]. We spread a mattress on the ground and told Chunfang to lie on it, waiting to beat the dog.
The bright moonlight illuminates the mountains. The village is quiet. We opened the wood door and let the yellow dog in. After waiting for half a day, there was no trace of the yellow dog. Everyone was sleepy, stripped into the bed and fell asleep. Just slept for a while. Chunfang entered the house to wake us up, and quietly said: "Hurry up, here we come" Everyone got up, gently walked to the outhouse, stood behind Chunfang, and watched him beat the dog. The yellow dog circled around the yard, not good for aiming. It's too anxious for everyone to choke. Suddenly the yellow dog stood still. "Bang!" A shot rang out. Yellow Dog "Whoops! With a scream, he jumped out of the courtyard. Everyone opened the door and chased them out. Running far away, not a single dog hair was seen. Several people walked back to the house in frustration. Back in the house, everyone suddenly laughed: I saw a classmate who was too anxious to get up and wore nothing on him, so he ran out to chase the dog. [The 'revolution bug' was found on his body and he washed his pants] Alas! In order to add some oil and water to the stomach, we left "courtesy, righteousness, honesty, and shame" all behind. Pathetic.
