When I was a child, I lived in the mountains and liked to catch mountain scorpions the most. The mountain scorpion in Qingzhou Wang Tomb Town, big and fat, in the past, whenever the valley rain came, the supply and marketing cooperatives under the mountain would open up the bulk purchase of mountain scorpions, I remember that at that time, one pound seven pieces and five, to the end of the acquisition, I can turn into a large amount, properly harvest more than ten yuan.
In that era when workers were only more than thirty yuan a month and peasants were only a few cents a month, it was a very happy thing that I, a junior high school student, could have more than a dozen yuan of private money.
At that time, when I had a thick waist, I liked to go to the vegetable garden to buy tomatoes and cucumbers to eat, and I always asked a few classmates together. Once took out ten yuan of large bills, the old man who watched the vegetable garden was stunned, never saw a child take so much money, and could not find change, knowing that my mother is a well-known doctor Liu of the local commune hospital, he gave it to us.
At that time, I had two hopes, one hoping that the valley rain would come soon, and the second hoping that Sunday would come quickly. At that time, the college entrance examination had not been resumed, and the teachers did not have too high requirements for students to study, which gave wings to my playfulness. Legend has it that there is a so-called scorpion nest, if you can find it, a nest can catch more pounds. Oh, sitting at the desk full of desertion, looking forward to encountering the scorpion nest. But in the end I left the mountain and did not encounter the legendary miracle.
There are not many children in our troops, and those who can still be named are Zhao Haiyang, Wang Yanmin, Chang Junsheng, and Zhao Sheng, as well as Chang Junsheng's second brother Chang Gaike and Zhao Sheng's brother Zhao Jian.
At that time, the mountains were very stuffy, there were no city-filled shops to visit, no cinemas, small painting bookstores, only catching mountain scorpions was a good pastime. Therefore, the hope for the weekend is better than the Spring Festival, and sometimes I can't sleep at night when I am excited.
Let's talk about the head of the mountain scorpion, a tweezer, a canned bottle (you can also use a large medicine bottle), a military water bottle filled with water, a dry food bag, and a scorpion pluck. Scorpion plucking is used to turn stones, mainly to prevent hand-turning stones from being bitten by snakes. I don't like to use it, I'm too cumbersome, and I'm not afraid of snakes. Saying that it is not afraid, seeing a large stone that may hide a snake is still afraid in the heart, because when the force is exerted, the face must be close to the stone, if you suddenly throw out a large snake, say that you are not alarmed, it is a lie.
Fortunately, I have been catching mountain scorpions for several years, and I have never thrown out a snake, but when my classmates worked with me to catch mountain scorpions, they threw out two large snakes coiled together. That day was really frightening, a group of classmates just destroyed these two snakes, another classmate found a very fast snake, I ran over, saw a "lightning" passing by me, I shouted a "wind whistle", the snake ran away. The "wind whistle" is a legendary snake in the mountains that is extremely fast, and I have seen it.
Get ready to head up the hill. Starting at 7:30 in the morning, my friends and I generally traveled from the mountain, along the slope of the mountain, while turning over the stones and walking to the foot of the continuous square mountain, and when we got there, the sun basically set.
Lifting stones to find mountain scorpions is also a talking head. To find flaky stones, there are gaps, and the gaps on all sides cannot be too large. Thick stones and half-cut buried in the ground will not be ignored, because it is impossible to hide scorpions. I had more experience in this area, and after two hours, the gap became apparent. I can catch thirty or more, more than twenty small partners, less than ten eight.
Lifting stones on the hillside, we will meet the scene of the five poisons killing each other in Jin Yong's martial arts novel "Green Blood Sword", a mountain scorpion bravely fights a big centipede, the defeated one is definitely a blue-black centipede with thin legs, watching the scene of the mountain scorpion biting the centipede, now I feel mad, but at that time I didn't know to be afraid, I picked up tweezers and even the scorpion brought its prey into the bottle, and then went to look for the next stone.
We also encounter a lot of lizards, which are called snake bugs by the locals. It is said that lizards like to eat scorpions and are not afraid of stings, but it takes several fights to subdue scorpions. After being stung, the lizard will leave for a while to eat a healing grass, come back to continue fighting, and when the scorpion is exhausted and exhausted, bite the scorpion's head and swallow slowly.
The air in the mountains is really good, and the springs in the mountains are really sweet. At noon, we will finish our meal, the water in the kettle will be exhausted, and we will soon reach the place where the mountain spring flows in the ditch. At that time, we did not have the concept of mineral water, only that the spring water was delicious and did not have diarrhea when drunk. After filling the kettle, continue to rummage for mountain scorpions in the already hot sun, so that the style in the mountains is cool and not sweaty.
In the evening, we will embark on the return journey with a full load, but soon our satisfaction will be like an arrow in the stomach grunting and hungry, and what we think most about is not the almost stuffed trophy in the bottle, the mountain scorpion, but the hot meal made by our parents, and the mountain road for more than ten miles feels like a long and long way.
My grandmother had come out to look at the cuckoo at this time with her little feet, and what she wanted to hear most was the cuckoo's call, and at that time, every time I came back from the mountains, I would learn the cuckoo singing and learn it, so my grandmother remembered. Every time I heard the cuckoo calling, I said: Li Ming has returned.
The memory of the mountain scorpion is long gone, but it is still as clear as yesterday. Now I have a hard time climbing the mountain, and even if I have the strength to go to the mountains of Qingzhou to relive the happiness of my childhood. But over the years, every time I see the mountain, I think of the mountain scorpion under the stone, think of the king's tomb when I was a child, and think of the sweet meals of my parents.
Even more will think of the concern of the grandmother who has long been an ancient cimei and a kind purpose: "The Ming of Li has returned."
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