Chapter 19 Sorghum wine.8

The corpses of more than 30 devils were dragged to the bridge with iron hooks by the villagers, together with the old devil who had been stripped of his general uniform by the Leng detachment. Grandpa said, "Women shy away." Grandpa took out a small sword, cut open the crotch of the devil soldiers one by one, and cut off their genitals.They also called two rough men and stuffed those things into whose mouths they belonged.Then, more than a dozen men, a group of two, lifted up these Japanese soldiers who may be kind or beautiful, but basically young and strong, Yu Sanyou, and shouted: "Oriental dog - go back to my hometown ——" Let go at the same time, and one by one, the Japanese soldiers with family heirlooms spread their wings and glided down the bridge, fell into the river, and filed eastward.

In the early morning light, everyone was exhausted.The flames on both sides of the strait gradually weakened, and the dark high sky showed a vibrant royal blue in the places where the firelight could not shine.Grandpa ordered people to harness the mules, horses, donkeys and oxen with long ropes and short ropes, and tie them to the front bumper of the basically intact car full of rice.Grandpa asked the men to drive the cattle and pull the car.The animals were pulling together, the ropes were taut, the big axle under the car creaked, and the car wriggled slowly like a big clumsy beetle.The front wheels of the car are twisted and slanted, and they are not going the right way.Grandpa asked the animals to stop, opened the car door, and he got into the driver's building, imitating the driver's appearance, twisting the steering wheel, the animals in front of the car worked hard together, and the rope jumped. article.The car moved straight forward, and the villagers followed cautiously.He supported the steering wheel with one hand, and touched it with the other, and a mechanism was slammed, and two white lights shot out.

"Open your eyes! Open your eyes!" Someone shouted from behind the car. The light illuminated a very long section of the road, and the hairs on the backs of mules, horses, donkeys and cattle were clearly visible.Grandpa was so happy that he pressed and pulled the buttons one by one, when suddenly there was a sharp creaking sound and the siren blared, the mules and horses were so startled that they raised their ears and ran forward desperately.Grandpa thought: You can still bark!He was tossing around like a prank, and by coincidence, there was a rumble in the belly of the car, and the car rushed forward like a madman, knocking over the donkey and cow, dragging the mule and horse over, scaring him so much that he was so sweaty that he couldn't get off the tiger.

Everyone was stunned, seeing that the car dragged the cows and donkeys upside down.The car rushed out tens of meters and plunged headlong into the ditch on the west side, panting heavily, one wheel hanging in the air, spinning like a windmill.Grandpa broke through the glass and came out with blood all over his hands and face. Grandpa stared blankly at the monster, and suddenly smiled desolately. The folks removed the rice from the car, and grandpa put an earthen gun on the fuel tank and threw a torch, which ignited a skyrocketing fire. Fourteen years ago, Yu Zhan'ao stood in the yard of my house, carrying a small bedroll on his back and wearing a white cotton trousers and coat that had been scalded with starch, and shouted, "Shopkeeper, do you want someone to hire?"

Grandma had mixed feelings, lost her nature for a moment, and dropped the hinged scissors on the kang mat, her body softened, and she fell on her back on the freshly sewn purple flower cloth quilt. Yu Zhan'ao smelled the smell of fresh lime water and the warm scent of a woman in the room, so he boldly pushed open the door. "Boss, do you want to hire someone?" Grandma leaned back on the quilt, her eyes blurred. Yu Zhan'ao threw away the bedroll, slowly moved to the edge of the kang, and leaned over to face my grandma.His heart was like a warm pond at that time, with toads swimming in the pond, and swifts flying on the pond.Just when his blue chin was only a paper thin away from grandma's face.Grandma raised her hand and slapped his bluish-white bald head.Grandma straightened up, picked up the scissors, and yelled, "Who are you? You're so unreasonable! You don't recognize me, break into someone's house, and act so frivolous!"

Yu Zhan'ao was taken aback, stepped back a few steps, and said, "You...you really don't know me?" My grandma said: "You are so unreasonable. I have never been out of the door since I was a child, and I have never been in the second door. I have only been married for ten and a half months. Who knows you!" Yu Zhan'ao smiled and said, "It's okay to deny it, but I heard that you are short of manpower on the distillery pot. I want to find some work and make some food for you!" Grandma said: "Okay, just don't be afraid of hardship. What's your last name? What's your name? How old are you?"

"Surname Yu, first name Zhanao, twenty-four years old." Grandma said, "Put your bedroll on your back and go out." Yu Zhanao obediently walked out the gate and stood there waiting.The sun was shining brightly on the boundless fields, and the road to Xitong County, sandwiched between the sorghum on both sides, looked so narrow and slender.The traces of the sorghum leaf stacks burned by the fire are still there, and the scene at that time is still in front of my eyes.He waited outside the gate for half an hour, restless in his heart, wanted to break in and argue with the woman, but hesitated.On the day he killed the father and son of the Shan family, he didn't flee far away, but hid in the sorghum field, watching the wonderful show happening by the bay.My grandma's extraordinary performance shocked him again and again.He knew my grandma was young, but she had teeth in her belly and was scheming, so she was by no means a fuel-efficient lamp.Treating myself like this today may be just to deceive others.After waiting for a while, my grandma still didn't come out. The yard was quiet, and a magpie was squatting on the ridge of the roof and calling.Yu Zhan'ao was filled with resentment and rushed into the courtyard angrily. Just as he was about to explode, he heard my grandma say on the window paper, "Go to the cabinet in the east courtyard and talk about it!"

Yu Zhan'ao suddenly came to his senses and knew that he should not ask for instructions by leapfrogging his rank, so he calmed down and walked to the east courtyard with his bedroll on his back. He saw groups of wine vats and sorghum piles in the courtyard, and the workshop was steaming with heat, and everyone was busy.He entered the building shed and asked the man who was stepping on a high stool to pour sorghum into the bucket hanging above the millstone: "Hey, man, where is the manager?" The clerk gave him a sideways look, and after pouring the sorghum, he got off the stool, took the dustpan in one hand, and pulled the stool out of the millway with the other, shouting, and the mule, whose eyes were covered with a black cloth, heard the shout and sprinted in circles.The mill road was trampled into a circle by mules' hooves.There was a rumbling sound of grinding, and the sorghum debris flowed out from the gap between the two stone millstones like a torrential rain, and flowed onto the wooden plate supporting the millstone.The clerk said: "The manager is in the store." The clerk pouted towards the three rooms on the west side of the gate.

Yu Zhan'ao carried the bedroll and entered the house through the back door.I saw the familiar old man sitting at the counter and pulling the abacus.Next to the abacus is a celadon wine jug.From time to time he picked up the jug and took a sip of the wine. Yu Zhanao said: "The shopkeeper, do you need someone?" Uncle Luo Han glanced at Yu Zhan'ao, seemingly thoughtful, and asked, "Long stem or short stem?" Yu Zhanao said: "Then it depends on the convenience on the cabinet. I would like to work longer." Uncle Luohan said: "If it works for ten days and eight days, I will take the initiative; if it is a long-term plan, I have to ask the female shopkeeper to nod."

Yu Zhanao said, "Then go and ask." Yu Zhanao went outside the counter, picked a bench and sat down.Uncle Luohan put down the sideboard, turned around and walked out the back door. He came back after going out the door, took a large coarse porcelain bowl, filled it with half a bowl of wine, put it on the counter, and said, "Drink a bowl of wine to quench your thirst." Yu Zhan'ao was drinking, thinking about the woman's tricks, he couldn't help but admire.Uncle Luohan came in and said to him, "The shopkeeper wants to see you." When we arrived at the west courtyard, Uncle Arhat said, "You wait first."

Grandma went out, dignified and dignified, full of style, questioned Yu Zhanao all over the place, and finally waved her hand and said, "Take it there and try it for a month. The wages will start from tomorrow." Yu Zhan'ao became the man on the cooking pot in our house.He has a strong body, dexterous handles, and does a good job. Uncle Luohan praised him in front of grandma many times.A month later, Uncle Luohan called him to the cabinet and said to him: "The shopkeeper is very satisfied with you, so I will keep you." Uncle Luohan handed him a cloth bag and said, "This is a gift from the shopkeeper. .” He opened the cloth bag, and in it was a pair of new cloth shoes.He said: "Second shopkeeper, tell the female shopkeeper that Yu Zhan'ao thanked her." Uncle Luohan said: "Go, do it well." Yu Zhanao said, "I will do it well." In the blink of an eye, it was half a month, and Yu Zhan'ao gradually couldn't hold back anymore. The female shopkeeper went around the east courtyard every day, but she only asked about this and that with Uncle Luohan, and seldom talked to the sweaty guys.Yu Zhanao felt very wronged. When Shan's father and son were running the business, the distillery pot guys provided meals to several small restaurants in the village.After grandma took over, she hired a woman in her fifties known as Mrs. Liu, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl named Lian'er.The two women lived in the west courtyard and were responsible for cooking.In addition to the original two big dogs, grandma bought three and a half big dogs, one black, one green, and one red.In this way, there are three women and five dogs in the west courtyard, lively and bustling, forming a world of its own.At night, there was a little wind and grass, and the five dogs barked in unison. If they were not killed by them, they would be scared to death by them. Yu Zhan'ao had been working the distillery pot for at least two months. It was already the ninth lunar month, and the sorghum in the fields was ripe.Grandma asked Uncle Luohan to hire a few part-time workers to tidy up the yard and the open-air grain store, and prepare to buy sorghum.Those days were clear and sunny, grandma was wearing a snow-white silk dress, a pair of red satin shoes on her feet, and a willow stick with green skin peeled off as thick as a finger. Behind her, a group of running dogs walked around the yard. Going back and forth, teasing people in the village winking and making strange looks, but no one dared to fart.Yu Zhan'ao befriended my grandma several times, but my grandma had a serious face and didn't say a word to him. That night, Yu Zhan'ao drank a few bowls of wine and felt seventy percent drunk. He lay on the big kang in the whole room, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.Rays of moonlight came in from the two windows on the east.There are two men who are mending tattered clothes under a soybean oil lamp. The old Du who can pull the banhu, pulled a banhu until he was crying, and his heart trembled under the strings.Something should have happened—one of the two mending clothes had his throat tickled by Lao Du's desolate banhu, and sang in a hoarse voice: "Singles suffer, bachelors suffer, and the clothes are torn and no one mends..." "Let the female shopkeeper make it up for you!" "The female shopkeeper? I don't know which kite can eat this piece of swan meat." "Our old and young shopkeepers want to eat swan meat, and put their lives on it." "Hey, I heard people say that when she was a daughter, she had an affair with a colorful neck!" "So, the Shan family's father was really killed by a colorful neck." "Speak less, talk less, 'Talk on the side of the road, there are people in the grass'!" Yu Zhan'ao lay on the kang and sneered. A guy asked, "Xiao Yu, what are you laughing at?" Relying on his gallbladder, Yu Zhan'ao blurted out: "I killed it!" "you're drunk!" "Drunk? You're just drunk! I killed it!" He folded up, took out a small sword from the small coat bag hanging on the wall, and drew the sword out of its sheath. Like fish.He clenched his tongue and said, "I'll tell you... I and the shopkeeper... have already slept... in the sorghum field... set fire at night... one knife... another knife..." Everyone was silent, and a fellow blew out a sigh of relief, and extinguished the lamp with a puff.The whole room was hazy, and the sword appeared brighter in the moonlight. "Sleep, sleepy, sleepy! I have to get up early in the morning to make wine!" Yu Zhan'ao muttered, "You...fuck you...you won't recognize anyone when you put on your pants...it's not so easy for me to treat you like a bull or a horse...tonight I will...kill you ..." He got up from the kang, held the small sword, and stumbled out. The men opened their eyes wide in the dark, watching the cold light from the sharp weapon in his hand, and no one dared to say anything. When Yu Zhan'ao walked into the yard, he saw the moonlight shining brightly all over the place, and the rows of large glazed vats shone like treasures.The south wind that wafted from the fields, full of the bitter and slightly sweet smell of ripe sorghum, made him shiver.A woman's laughter came from the west courtyard.He got into the shed and moved out the four-legged stool.When he entered the shed, the black mule tied behind the long trough hoofed to meet him, grunting loudly from its thick nostrils.He ignored the mule, moved the stool and staggered to the base of the high wall, stepped on it, and stood up straight, with the top of the wall touching his chest.He saw the light shining on the snow-white window paper, and the red window grilles were pasted on the window paper.The female shopkeeper was fighting with the little girl Lian'er on the kang.He heard the old lady Liu say: "What two naughty monkeys, go to sleep, go to sleep!" Then the old woman said: "Lian'er, go to the pot to see if the noodles have started?" With a small sword in his mouth, Yu Zhan'ao climbed up to the top of the wall, and five dogs rushed over, barking with their heads raised.Yu Zhan'ao was startled, and fell top-heavy to the west courtyard.If my grandma hadn't come out so quickly, there would have been two more Yu Zhan'aos, and they would have been torn to pieces by five ferocious dogs. Grandma repelled the dogs and shouted, "Lian'er, light the lantern!" Old Mrs. Liu held a pancake stick, moved her two and a half big feet, and shouted loudly: "Catch the thief! Catch the thief!" Lian'er came out with a lantern, illuminating Yu Zhan'ao's slumped face. Grandma sneered a few times and said, "It's you!" Grandma picked up the little sword, turned it over for a few times, hid it in the sleeve, and said, "Lian'er, go and call Uncle Luohan here." As soon as Lian'er opened the door, Uncle Luohan walked in and asked, "Shopkeeper, what's going on?" Grandma said, "This guy is drunk." Uncle Luohan said, "I'm drunk." Grandma said, "Lian'er, bring me my willow stick!" Lian'er brought grandma's snow-white willow stick, and grandma said, "I'll sober you up!" Grandma swung a round willow stick and beat Yu Zhanao's buttocks horizontally and vertically. In the burning pain, Yu Zhanao suddenly felt a burst of tingling happiness, which rushed to his throat, activated his teeth, and turned into a series of nonsense: "Mother, mother, mother... Mother... Mother..." Grandma was tired, leaning on a willow stick, wheezing heavily. "Get him back!" said Grandma. Uncle Arhat went to pull Yu Zhanao, but Yu Zhanao couldn't get up on the ground, calling out: "Mother... give me some more sticks... give me some more sticks..." The grandma pointed at Yu Zhan'ao's neck and whipped two sticks hard. Yu Zhan'ao rolled on the ground rubbing his feet like a child.Uncle Luohan summoned two assistants, carried Yu Zhanao back to the wing room, and threw him on the kang.He rolled and erected dragonflies on the kang, uttering obscene language.Uncle Luohan brought a jug of wine, and asked a few men to hold his arms and legs, insert the spout into his mouth, and pour a jug of wine into it.The guys let go, and he tilted his neck, silently.A clerk exclaimed, "Have you been force-fed to death?" He hurriedly brought up a lamp to illuminate him. Seeing his face convulsed, he sneezed violently, blowing out the lamp.