Whenever a summer night comes, as long as you pay a little attention, you can hear a desolate and mournful bird song, this bird is the cuckoo, also known as the big cuckoo. Listen to the adults, it has to scream every night until it spits blood before it stops.
Why are birds so sad? Legend has it that once upon a time, in a remote mountain village lived a family surnamed Wang, whose wife died in childbirth after giving birth to a baby. The husband carefully raised the children, and life was quite difficult. Because his wife only left him this single seedling, he gave the child a name- Wang Gen.
One evening one spring, a woman of about thirty years of age came to Wang Gen's door, her face emaciated and worried, her clothes ragged, her left hand carrying a bamboo stick, one end of which was already cracked badly, and the other end was longer and more open, but higher than her unkempt turbid hair. In her right hand, she carried a small tattered basket with a small black porcelain bowl half broken on the side, and a pair of rotten shoes without heels on her feet. Leaning on Wang Gen's door frame, she pleaded weakly, "Send me a little, the master's house is all right, whatever you want." Then he waited intently for the master's reaction.
Wang Gen's father heard the plea for help, came to the door to see, it turned out to be a woman, he couldn't help but feel happy, so he went forward to ask her family situation and address kindly, and let Wang Gen put a bowl of hot potatoes to the woman's hands, the woman with hunger after the gratitude, no matter what ugly and elegant, the two mouthfuls were finished, a little bit of spirit, then cried and told her life. It turned out that her hometown had been in drought for many years, and this year there was no harvest, and a large number of people dragged their children and daughters to their hometowns, begging for money, and most of them had died. Her husband and the children also did not escape this disaster, and they also went one after another in the middle of the road, he was alone, thinking left and right, there was no way, hastily buried their bodies, and had to start begging for this business again, and it could be seen that her heart was extremely painful.
Wang Gen's father listened to the woman's narration, recalled the tragic death of his wife, and could not help but pity the same disease, and burst into tears, so he invited her to the house and filled her with a bowl full of potatoes, so that she could eat a full meal.
It was already dark, and she stood up hesitantly, asking without leaving: "Master's family, why is the child and his mother not at home?" A wave of sad tears immediately poured down from Wang Gen's father's face, Wang Gen threw himself into his father's arms, crying loudly for his mother to want his mother, Wang Gen's father had to tell her the cause of his wife's death intermittently, and at the end he said: "Sister-in-law, it is dark, you see I am a lone man, it is not good to stay at home for the night, but I have an old grandmother not far away, living alone, you follow me to her for a night, wait until tomorrow dawn to ask for it." Be careful on your way. ”
Her tears flowed down her emaciated cheeks like threads, and she couldn't believe how much such a miserable man as he cared for her. If, if... Alas, she also raised her head, stared at him for a long time with a complicated look that seemed to be grateful and surprised, and finally nodded heavily.
The next day, with the help of the grandmother, this pair of suffering men and women formed the most primitive and simplest way of life in human history, and resumed their difficult days.
Wang Gen has a mother again.
Within a year, she bore Wang Gen a younger brother, named Wang Lin. When Wang Lin was almost two years old, Wang Gen was 7 years old, the brothers played together all day, and the days gradually got better with the care of the wind and rain, but there was a point, Wang Gen never slept with his brother, Wang Gen slept with his father every night, Wang Lin lay in his mother's arms every night, even during the day Wang Gen never left his father, his father went up the mountain, his father went down to the ground, only Wang Lin and his mother took care of housework all day.
When winter came, Wang Lin always put on a cotton coat first—his mother said that Wang Lin was too young.
Spring came, and it was always Wang Lin who put on new clothes first—his mother said that Wang Lin was the youngest.
With delicious food, her mother always tried to let Wang Lin eat enough, and only gave Wang Gen enough to eat when she was leftover, but she never saw the leftovers. Wang Gen did not listen to his mother's words for a while, and his mother slapped her, sometimes not even eating. Because Wang Gen is the biggest, he must make a good example for his brother, and he cannot be disobedient.
But Wang Lin's heart always worried about his brother, and every time he ate something delicious later, he had to secretly leave some for his brother, but his brother never ate it, or gave it to his brother.
One morning in the spring of this year, when my father was not at home, my mother called the two children to the front with great affection, touched Wang Gen's small head, kissed Prince Lin's face, and then said: "Child, you two are old, you should also learn a little skill of farming, so as to share a little housework for your father, I will give each of you a liter of sesame seeds today, and you two will take dry food together to plant in the deserted field of our family ten miles to the east." Whoever plants the first seedlings will come back first; whoever sows the seedlings will come back later. If you can't get out of miao, don't come back to see me! Go, your father is there, be careful along the way! ”
Wang Gen took a small bag of sesame seeds given to him by his mother, picked up a hoe, carried a match, pinned a sickle, and carried dry food, ready to go. When Wang Lin took the sesame bag given to him by his mother, he looked at his mother staring at him for a long time and refused to leave, and then looked at the bag of sesame seeds that his mother had hinted at him, and followed his brother suspiciously. They walked one journey after another, rushed one after another, over two great mountains, and came to a great river. Seeing that the sun was already noon, and the two children were hungry and thirsty, they scooped up the cool and cool running water, wiped their faces twice, and drank a painful drink.
"Brother, let's eat some dry food!" Hey, brother, when I was at home, my mother often fried sesame filling for me, which was weird. Let's eat steamed buns with sesame seeds now. Wang Lin said to his brother.
"Sesame seeds are for us to grow, but we don't dare to eat them." Wang Gen disagreed.
"Eat less, brother!"
"Be well, eat less", so they each grabbed the sesame seeds they had brought and ate the steamed buns. Wang Lin's nose was the most spiritual, he first smelled his brother's sesame seeds than his own, and said: "Brother, why are your sesame seeds so fragrant, let's change it?" Wang Gen thought: They are all the same sesame seeds, so he gave his sesame seeds to Wang Lin, and Wang Lin also handed his sesame seeds to his brother.
They hurried a few miles, through a dense forest, and finally found the wasteland, but their father was not here, and they shouted for a long time and still did not see their father's shadow, so they picked up their hoes and planted their own sesame seeds, waiting for the day when the seedlings would emerge.
It was almost dark, and the brother led his brother to find a trumpet-shaped cave, the entrance of the cave was just enough for a person to climb into, but the inside was relatively large, and they went into the cave early, blocked the entrance with stone slabs, and prepared to spend the night here--these are all things that Wang Gen learned from his father.
At night, the wolfworm tiger and leopard roared angrily, and the birds suddenly chirped, hula from the trees to the woods, and from time to time made a strange noise, Wang Lin shrank into a circle of fright, and Wang Gen took him in his arms. For several nights in a row, there was no trouble, but on the eighth night, suddenly the wind was fierce, the thunder and lightning were mixed, and the torrential rain poured down in a flash, and the two of them shrank together, and Wang Lin kept crying. The dry food they brought with them could only be eaten for six days, but thanks to the frugality of the careful Wang Gen, their brothers were still not very hungry every day.
In the morning, when all kinds of gentle birdsong awakened them, the rain also stopped, the sun had already shone on the earth, warm and baked, and they walked into the sesame field to see, Ah, out of the seedlings! Looking more closely, there was not a single one in the brother's field, the younger brother cried urgently, he knew the intention of his stepmother, he looked at the younger brother with a frustrated face, and advised: "If it doesn't come out, it won't come out, anyway, only the two of us know, let's go back together and say, your out, mine is not out; or you go back, I'll wait here for a few more days!" ”
"No, brother, I'm afraid. Let's go back together, go back and say that ours are all out, how will My mother know? Wang Gen thought about it and decided to go back and see how she was.
So the brothers returned home together. "Mom, the baby is back!" The mother was thinking about her son, when she suddenly heard the cry, her heart couldn't help but be happy, but when she saw Wang Gen standing on the side, she couldn't help but be stunned: How did he come back? Did the sesame seeds he planted also come out? No! It's absolutely impossible! The sesame seeds I gave to Wang Gen have already been fried, how can it come out? So she asked Wang Gen, "Have all the sesame seeds you planted come out?" ”
"It's all out, Mom. Wang Lin preemptively replied. "Wang Gen, are they really out?" I'm going to go with your father tomorrow, and if it doesn't come out, be careful!" She said this last sentence, her teeth clenched tightly, almost squeezed out.
"No, Mom, I didn't come out." Wang Gen finally said.
"No, Mom, it was mine who didn't come out. On the way, I gave my sesame seeds back to my brother, who gave him to me, who knew that the seeds did not come out. Wang Lin said.
"You're not allowed to talk nonsense!" The mother glanced at Xiao Wang Lin and forced Wang Gen'er to ask, "Have you really changed?" ”
"Hmm." So her mother dragged Wang Lin back to the back room, and she was uneasy about asking about the road and the overnight situation. The mother glanced at Wang Lin and scolded in a low voice: "It is really something that has not come out of nowhere, have you not forgotten the color of your mother's eyes?" "I went to cook with rage.
On this night, the moonlight was exceptionally bright. Before going to bed, the mother said that the two children were too hard these days, so she took out two embroidered pillows, one of red flowers, which contained buckwheat skin, soft and soft pillows for Wang Lin; a green leaf, which contained a piece of wood, hard for Wang Gen'er pillow, because they had been together for eight days, tonight my mother agreed that they slept on one end, and my mother slept on the other end. Wang Lin thought of his brother's suffering and suffering in the past few days and his kindness to himself, looking at his brother pillowing that hard state thing, strange and pitiful, so he took advantage of his sleep, quietly stuffed his pillow under his brother's head, and pulled out his brother's pillow to pillow himself.
It was late at night, the children were asleep, but she couldn't sleep over and over, she thought about the hard work of the sun and the moon in the past few years, thanks to the adoption of his father and son, she also had her own flesh and bones, the husband and the woman in the family did not know what was going on now? She carried this husband behind her back and she did not know how many tears she had shed. Although the life is better now, but the whole family can not be reunited, plus Wang Gen is older, it is time to marry a daughter-in-law, the old man has recently suffered from tuberculosis, this year I don't know how much it will cost, and the house is also rotten, people are also crippled, alas, women, life is really bitter, if it was not for a breath of idleness, why should I come out alone to beg for it? And how to deceive this poor old man... Well...... Since I have already rectified them both, can the old man forgive me if he comes back? Simply...... Thinking of this, she listened carefully again, and the two children were asleep; and then pedaled with their feet, and saw no movement. So she touched the bed, the kitchen knife that was pressed under the bed, slashed at the wang gen sleeping on the wooden pillow, and then quickly hid the body in the broken jar. In the morning, when she came to her own son and was preparing to kiss him sweetly, she found that it was Wang Gen lying on the bed!
She was stunned, and in one breath she felt that she had no face to see, so she picked up a thin rope and hanged herself. Her ghost incarnated
A bird, every year when the summer night comes, it weeps all night long: "My son is wrong!" I was wrong! "Keep your mouth bleeding."
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