Awakened by the scent of scrambled eggs, my sister suddenly got up and lay down on the lamp nest on the wall, sniffing the seductive aroma wafting from the kitchen.
"Mom, I'm going to eat scrambled eggs!"
The sister's voice woke up the younger brother next to him, and the younger brother got up, smelled the fragrance, and also lay down at the small lamp nest, and the heads of the sisters and brothers were tightly squeezed together.
"Mom, I'm going to eat scrambled eggs too!"
The woman ignored it, and neither did the man who burned the fire on the side.
The sisters and brothers cried sadly and kept shouting, "Mom, I want to eat scrambled eggs!" ”
The sister suddenly stopped crying and deliberately said to her brother loudly, "Don't cry!" This is not our mother, our mother is gone, we can no longer cry no matter how useless! ”
The woman did not get angry as usual, and muttered a few words to the man, who picked up two sticks, opened the curtain, and came to the brothers' room: "Dissolve, fight, follow me up the mountain to collect firewood!" After saying that, he turned around and lifted the curtain and went out, but quickly turned around and stuck out his head and ordered: "Wear more, hurry up!" ”
The man carried an axe and a rope, followed by the sisters and brothers, the cold wind of Sanjiu froze the sun for half a day before the sun emerged from the mountains, the not warm sunlight shone on the polished sleeves of the sisters and brothers, the red little hands tightly covered their ears, and the white breath exhaled was instantly carried away by the wind.
The man and his brothers and sisters climbed the Kunming Mountain, which they often visited, a vast mountain covered with an endless red pine forest, which was covered with thick pine needles, pine cones, branches and residual snow.
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"Dad, wouldn't it be nice for us to pick up some branches and pine cones here?" Sister asked.
The man did not stop, and only halfway replied: "The trees in front of me are thicker, and I want to cut some good ones to resist burning." ”
The three of them walked in the forest and rested until noon, the sisters and brothers were so hungry and thirsty that they were too tired to walk, the man took out two hot rice dumplings from his arms, distributed them to the sisters and brothers, and instructed: "I will go to the front to cut firewood, you are here, you are not allowed to run around!" ”
The sisters and brothers snuggled up on the soft pine needles, holding the rice sticks in both hands and eating them happily, and the sound of "Dangdang" chopping wood was heard not far away.
The sisters and brothers finished eating and played in the same place, but after a long time, they didn't see Daddy come back, but there was a constant sound of "Dangdang", and the sister's consciousness suddenly felt a little uneasy: "Brother, let's go find Daddy!" ”
The sisters and brothers looked for the sound, only to see a rope tied to a wooden stick hanging on the tree, the wind swaying the tree, and the wooden stick crashing on the trunk made a "dangdang" sound.
The sister instantly understood, and tears flowed across her flushed cheeks: "Daddy don't want us both!" The younger brother didn't seem to believe it, and while crying, he pulled his throat and shouted, "Daddy! Daddy! ”
The sisters and brothers walked in the mountains, and they tried to remember the road they had come from, but they soon lost their way, and they could only pick up the place to go all the way, hoping that even if they couldn't go home, they would go to the place where someone had a house before dark.
The kung fu paid off, and when it was getting dark, they finally saw a thatched hut not far away, and the sisters and brothers instantly gained strength and ran hand in hand.
The two windows of the thatched hut were sealed with bricks, but the two doors were hidden, and there was a shocking snoring sound in the house, and the sister looked through the crack in the door, frightened, and sat on the ground with her legs paralyzed.
"What's wrong?" As soon as the younger brother opened his mouth, his sister tightly covered his mouth.
"Quietly, there are tigers in it!" The sister said in her brother's ear.
The younger brother looked through the crack in the door, and there was a large cauldron on the left and a large pot on the right side of the house, and there was a tiger curled up in each pot, and the two tigers were sleeping soundly, snoring on the ground.
The younger brother looked frightened out of a cold sweat and went straight into his sister's arms.
The sister patted her brother's back, looked in again, turned and whispered, "See the millstone in the middle?" The younger brother nodded.
"Can we move it?"
The younger brother shook his head.
"If you can't move, you have to move!" Our sisters and brothers either froze to death in this mountain, or were eaten by wild beasts, and now there is a chance to live, listen to me, open up, dare you? ”
The younger brother looked at his sister's determined eyes and nodded vigorously.
After the two brothers and sisters had made up their minds, the two gently pushed the two doors open, crept to the two pots separately, gently picked up the lid, and slowly covered the two pots.
The sisters and brothers clenched their teeth and exerted all their strength to slowly press one grinding disc stone on the lid of the pot, and then pressed another grinding disc stone on the lid of the other pot.
The sisters and brothers did not dare to breathe a sigh of relief, and filled the two stoves with firewood in a short breath, and the sister used a fire scythe to make a fire, igniting the hay, and the two quickly set the fire on fire.
The two tigers were quickly awakened by the heat, and only one tiger could be heard: "Old woman, have you slept in the hot kang?" ”
The other tiger said, "Old man, you are also sleeping in hot kang?" ”
Then the two tigers sang separately: "The old woman sleeps in the hot kang!" "The old man sleeps on the hot kang!"
Then there was silence.
After the brothers and sisters confirmed that the tiger was dead, they stopped adding to the fire. The two men plugged the door bolt and slept beautifully all night.
In the next few days, the sisters and brothers were particularly busy, they broke the tiger into pieces, cooked it, and brought the tiger skin and bones down the mountain to sell a lot of money, and they used this money to buy the field property and live a day of scrambled eggs every day.
Five years later, my sister had grown to be a nineteen-year-old girl, and my younger brother had grown into a sturdy young man. On this day, a bearded man with a broken bowl of rice came to the house, although the man was ragged and disheveled, but the sisters and brothers still recognized their father.
It turned out that the woman the man remarried was a liar, and ran away with all the family's property. The man went around looking for the woman in order to recover his possessions, and slowly became a tramp.
The three of them hugged each other and cried bitterly.
(This story was told to me by my grandfather, who is ninety-two years old.) ）