Chapter 4 Chapter Four

After the rape was caught, besides continuing to see a doctor and practice medicine, the fourth master was also doing three important things at the same time.The first thing is to raise money to buy bricks, tiles, wood, paint and other materials needed to build the temple; the second thing is to draft a letter of divorce and send the fourth mother back to her natal home; the third thing is to go to Liushakouzi Village every night to find someone who likes to wear clothes. The little daughter-in-law in the red coat. From our village to Liushakouzi Village, we had to cross the Yunliang River, which was almost dry due to drought. There was a bridge over the river with pine piles and white stone slabs.It has been in disrepair for a long time, the piers are decayed, and the bridge stones are twisted and uneven.Horse-drawn carriages, ox carts and pedestrians walked on the bridge, the bridge stones swayed, and the piers creaked, as if they might collapse at any time.The fourth master usually stepped on the stone bridge after dinner when the sky was full of stars to meet the little daughter-in-law.The fourth master is familiar with this road, and he can touch it with his eyes closed. The young daughter-in-law lives outside the river embankment, in three lonely thatched cottages.She kept a little dog. As soon as the fourth master walked outside the door, the little dog barked affectionately, and the little daughter-in-law ran out to open the door.I don't know much about my daughter-in-law's family background.How she got acquainted with the fourth master, and how she developed from acquaintance to sharing the same bed, like glue, only the fourth master knew, but the fourth master refused to tell me, so I used my imagination to supplement.

I said, Fourth Master, I know even if you don't tell me.The fourth master said, what does the hairy kid know!I know how you hooked up with your little daughter-in-law.The fourth master shook his head and laughed sadly.I said, Fourth Master, listen, and listen to whether I’m right or not—you can’t escape these two ways when you know your daughter-in-law: 1. You go to Liushakouzi Village to see a doctor for your daughter-in-law; 2. Your daughter-in-law goes to the pharmacy Come to see your doctor.The first possibility is relatively small, because the young daughter-in-law is young, and it is impossible to have any serious illness that cannot act. Even if you go to her home to see a doctor, her dizzy father-in-law is still there at that time. This old thing is like a loyal old man. Like a dog, the son who ran to Kanto for his crime was guarding the piece of meat.Her father-in-law died of a sudden illness after you fell in love with her!You remember, the fourth patriarch, that old thing died for no apparent reason!If the first possibility is ruled out, then you met your daughter-in-law in your pharmacy.Fourth ancestor, the layout of your medicine store is like this: four rooms, three rooms on the east side are connected, two medicine cabinets stand on the east-west side, outside the medicine cabinet is a counter, the counter is framed with wooden boards, The bottom is empty, you can get in by bending down, and of course you can stand out by bending down.A pharmaceutical iron roller is placed in the corner, the corner outside the counter.A plate of small guillotines for cutting herbs and a medicine roller are placed side by side. The roller is like an iron boat, with a large iron wheel with a wooden shaft in the middle. You used this iron wheel when you later used locust carcasses to make those deceptive pills. The mill crushes the raw material.The westernmost one is a suite with two thin doors.There is a heated Kang in the suite.On the southwest corner outside the counter, you also built a stove with the mouth of the stove facing north, and an iron pot with eight seals was installed on the stove. You used this pot to concoct traditional Chinese medicine, and you also used it to concoct deceptive fake medicine.The room was tidy and clean, and the bedding on the kang was complete.There are teapots and bowls in the back room, as well as jugs and wine cups.Your pharmacy, and also your clinic, basically looks like this! (The fourth master nods.) Alright, the play is about to begin, the pharmacy is the stage, you and the young wife are the main actors, maybe there should be a few extra roles.

It was a morning in April, the strong spring breeze came in like cotton wool, and the sun was shining brightly. The pagoda tree flowers in the yard of your clinic were like snow, and the fragrance of the pagoda flowers was suffocating. Collecting pollen, they buzzed and flew with two flower baskets on their chests, and the bees flying around in the yard were like shooting stars.You dug a few big holes in your walls, and sealed the holes with wooden planks with densely drilled holes. This became a bee's nest, and the bees crawled in and out of those holes, and worked hard to brew honey. In such a season, such a climate and such an environment, you know, people are most likely to be in spring. You must never forget a common saying: A woman in April can't hold a straw stick.The women are all tired and weak, with wandering eyes, like Concubine Yang who just got out of the bath.Their flesh is thirsty, longing for a man's touch, their land is dry, longing for a man's watering.These, you can explain very clearly with your theory of Yin-Yang and Five Elements.

So, I arrange your first contact with her on a sunny and spring morning in April. I stared closely at the fourth master who was listening to me attentively.The fourth master had no expression on his face, and coughed—not a physical cough, but a mental cough to conceal a certain mood—well, let's go on.The fourth master said. You are sitting on the square stool behind the counter, holding the red clay purple teapot in your hand, sipping tea slowly.You dealt with several patients, took their pulses and prescribed prescriptions, and grabbed medicines in the medicine cabinet. They took out copper coins from tattered handkerchiefs to pay you, and you took the consultation fees and medicine fees and threw them in a wooden box.Your shop faces the street, and you look beyond the laterite mud wall of the courtyard. You look at the pedestrians and vehicles on the street, the birds and animals, and the spring breeze rolls around, bringing the fragrance of wild flowers on the meadow and swamp, and the wheat in the wheat field. The fragrance of flowers and the clear smell of Artemisia annua.You must try your best to reject the muffled fragrance of Sophora japonica and the fragrance of white peonies on both sides of the road, and greedily breathe the fragrance of wild flowers.This is called: domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers!Not loving chickens but pheasants is an iron-clad law, men are all the same, this is an instinct that can be inherited.Fourth Lord, you are sipping tea, feeling bored and empty, you hate the copper rust taste in Fourth Old Mother’s mouth, and she refuses to eat thatch, the strange smell in her mouth arouses your disgust and makes her whole body ugly, You are not interested in her at all, her hissing in courtship disgusts you, and you feel no pleasure in copulating with her. You feel a kind of physical disgust.It was at such a moment that the little daughter-in-law appeared on the street.

The little daughter-in-law appeared on the street, and your hand holding the teapot suddenly burst into sweat.You look at her dark red gown, like looking at a fire of depression.She pushed open the half-covered fence at the gate of the yard, and approached lightly. The bees revolved around her head. She lifted up the small red cloth bag in her hand to drive away the bees. One of the bees was injured and fell to the ground. , Wings stick to the ground and turn to grind.You put down the teapot and stood up against the counter, your heart was pounding, your eyes greedily looked at the two watery eyes on her dark red face, her forehead was short, her lips were like purple rose buds .You fixed your eyes on her breast again, and you have actually stripped her naked with your wild desire.You must have looked carefully at her little feet, in view of the custom of the time, for she wore green satin embroidered shoes with white spots hewn into the ground on the wooden heels.

She came into the room and timidly called out Mr.You didn't bother to answer, just stared at her, you looked terrible; your eyes squinted, crackling and splashing golden sparks, your mouth was half-open, and the saliva dripped down your chin.Fourth ancestor, you were like a male dog in heat at that time, wishing to swallow her up in one bite.She called again, sir, and you woke up from your drunken state.She says she's not feeling well and you ask her to sit on a stool outside the counter.She sits far away, you ask her to lean forward, you ask her to lean further, and she leans forward again.Her stomach is pressed against the counter, her legs are stretched out on the counter, and you are sitting at the counter in the same way, and you feel your knees on her two round and small knees.Her face is flushed, her chest is throbbing due to her rapid breathing, her tits are like two little rabbits ready to move, and your hands are full of sweat.You gritted your teeth, suppressed the fire-like desire for a while, and dragged the small pillow filled with grain to the center of the counter, and you let her rest her wrist on it, her hand was upside down, and her five pointed fingers were trembling nervously .You stretch out your index finger, middle finger and ring finger, and press the Cun, Guan and Chi on the inside of her wrist.As soon as your fingers touched her skin, your head swelled up like a balloon, and your heart roared, as if all the bees in the earthen nest on the wall got into your ears.You were confused and lost your mind. You pressed your three fingers against the smooth skin on her wrist, feeling your mind soaring and your body sinking into the red mud of the red swamp.

She pulled her wrist back, stood up, and said, sir, I'm leaving.You cooled down, and at that moment, you felt very ashamed, and you vaguely realized that you were desecrating the sacred duty of a doctor. At the same time, you also felt that your self-esteem was damaged, and you even regretted it. You coughed to cover up your embarrassment, you said you had a cold and felt dizzy with fever.You sip your herbal tea and beg her to sit down.You calm down, restrain your thoughts and feel her pulse.Her pulse is strong and powerful, rushing like a winnowing bean.After cutting the right hand, cut the left hand.You already know 80% of her illness.In spring, women are mostly guilty of blood heat and blood stagnation, which can be cured by such things as red sage, red flower and white peony.You let her stick out her tongue, you examine her tongue coating.Her tongue is scarlet and slender, it sticks up lightly, and the center of the tongue is a little yellow.The breath from her mouth smells like a fresh clam that has just been cut open. When you taste it carefully, it is as blue as a musk deer. You are very eager to put her tongue in your mouth. to go.

After seeing the doctor, you prescribe medicine for her.You don’t know why, when you weigh medicine with scissors, you are always afraid that the portion is not enough-how great and selfless love is, the fourth ancestor, when a doctor falls in love with a patient, the patient takes two full doses of medicine. Enough money, enjoy special treatment. She took out a bunch of copper coins from the little red bundle. Were the copper coins still in circulation at that time?You don't answer, it doesn't make sense.You refuse to take her money, you say you won't take her money until she recovers from her illness.You took three doses of medicine for her, one dose twice, one in the morning and one in the evening, and three days later, after taking the medicine, you asked her to come again.

When she was about to leave, your throat was choked, and a hot sentence was blocked in your throat and you couldn't say it.You stood there in a daze, watching her two plump buttocks writhing in the yard, writhing in the golden spring breeze and flowing sunlight.She suddenly disappeared as if she had appeared suddenly, you swallowed a mouthful of saliva in pain, your throat was on fire, and you poured half a pot of herbal tea to extinguish the fire in your throat. On the morning of the fourth day, it was another beautiful day of spring. The first batch of swallows returning from the south brought red mud from the swamp to build their nests under the eaves of others. On this day, the fourth ancestor, you have carefully dressed , you are wearing white-soled cloth shoes with Zhigong cloth, a pair of white woolen socks on your feet, you are wearing black Shilin cloth leg-sweeping bloomers, and you are wearing a blue bamboo cloth slanted gown, and you have newly shaved You shaved your head, took off your melon rind cap, and put on a brown felt hat. You look like a gentleman working in the government.After putting on new clothes, the fourth mother looked at you suspiciously. You said that a high-ranking official in the county came to see a doctor today, and you strictly told the fourth mother not to go to the pharmacy. In fact, the fourth mother never dared to go to the pharmacy. , Fourth Master, you have a guilty conscience before you become a thief.

You sit behind the counter and wait anxiously, busy bees fly in the sunshine, and the yard is full of soft arcs.You couldn't imagine whether she appeared smiling or sad, and you suddenly realized that you didn't remember her appearance, and all she left you were some scattered partial impressions.You can recall her watery eyes, her short forehead, her purplish bud-like mouth, but when you try to combine these partial impressions, everything blurs and you are drowned in the darkness. In the red color, that is the color of her gown, dense and stagnant, like red mud. One morning, you even forgot to chew thatch. You felt a layer of dirt on your teeth, so you chewed thatch.

At noon, she appeared in the yard.Her appearance is so unromantic that you suddenly feel that it is unreasonable and ridiculous that you have been anxious like a male monkey with a hot ass all morning.Thinking like this, but your heart still hits your ribs like crazy, the unchewed mouthful of thatch still rolls down your throat involuntarily, you still bounce off the stool like a spring, your sleeves are purple with red mud The teapot was swept to the ground and fell into ninety-nine and eighty-one petals, and you didn't even look at it.You lifted the flap of the counter head and ran to the door to meet her with childlike agility. Her clothes were still the same, her face was covered with sweat, and her shoes were covered with dust. She seemed to be walking in a hurry. You actually asked a little angrily: Why did you come here? She actually said apologetically, "I have something to do at home, I can't get away, I kept you waiting." You let her sit on the counter, and you were busy pouring water for her, when you suddenly saw the fragments of the teapot. She said no water.You stand very restrained, your teeth are chattering, and you can't find the right place to put your hands and feet-this is the external manifestation of a man's ambivalence before launching a real assault on a woman.To save yourself, you took a bunch of thatch out of your pocket and stuffed it into your mouth. She watches you curiously as you chew thatch.Chewing thatch, your heart is a little more stable, the scorching cold subsides slightly, and your hands and feet gradually become natural. She said that her illness was getting better, and you said to take two more medicines to get rid of the root cause of the disease. You cut her pulse tenderly and earnestly, you heard her breathing fast, and there was something on her face that you could only feel but couldn't describe that fascinated you. When you handed her the medicine bag, you took the opportunity to pinch her hand, and the medicine bag fell to the ground.You pull her into your arms and she doesn't seem to resist.Fourth master, you should gently kiss her purple lips, but you didn't, you were too impatient, your hand arched into her arms like a hungry piggy, if you moved a little softer, this would A good thing will succeed on the spot, but you are too anxious, your hands are too heavy, you almost grab her tits, she breaks free from your arms, her face is flushed, I don't know whether it is shyness or anger, you helplessly Watch her run away with a small bundle in her arms! Fourth ancestor, you were defeated and sat on the counter in frustration. You took off your woolen hat and slammed it on the counter.Bees are still flying all over the sky, as if nothing has happened, and as if everything has happened, the smell of mud in the swamp fills your nostrils, the nearby streets and the fields in the distance are all dazzling yellow shine.You know she won't come again.Her two doses of medicine were still lying on the ground. When you stood up, you saw her and kicked her with your foot. The wrapping paper of one package of medicine was broken, and the grass roots and bark flowed on the ground. The other package of medicine was still intact. You kicked her Kick it to the corner of the wall, where there is a mouse hole, a little mouse is poking its head out of the hole, the medicine bag hits its nose, it squeaks, and runs back into the hole. nonsense!The fourth master yelled, talking nonsense, there are no rats, there are no rats at all, I kicked the medicine bag twice, not once, both bags of medicine were broken, I kicked the two bags of broken medicine together under the medicine cabinet, and Not running to the corner! Fourth master, fourth ancestor, don't be angry, listen to me slowly. In the next ten days, even though you were annoyed, you couldn't forget her. When you heard footsteps in the yard, your heart beat wildly, and you didn't sleep peacefully. You seem to be waiting for a miracle to happen. At night you often dream of her, dreaming that she is sharing the bed with you, mingling with each other. Rehmannia glutinosa stains your teeth black. Later, a miracle happened.Fourth Lord, listen carefully, the miracle happened on an evening in early May—no, it was a little while after dinner, the heat of the day was spreading on the ground, the cool wind was blowing from the swamp, and the dew was coming from the gaps in the stars You sit under the locust tree in the yard, swinging a fan made of cattail grass, and beat the mosquitoes that bite your legs.You hear the slap on the fence.You ask impatiently: Who is it? It's me, sir.A muffled woman's voice. Four ancestors, after hearing her voice, your excitement, your ecstasy, my language is poor, I can't express it accurately, you don't have wings, but you flew to the fence, you were anxious for a long time Can't reach the hooks for the fence gate. Pulling open the gate, as fast as lightning, you have her in your arms, your arms nearly crushing her bones.This action lasted about as long as smoking a pipe.Later, you carried her into the house.You were taller than now, she was small and exquisite, you hugged her like a gentle lamb.You put her on the kang, light the oil lamp, she lays motionless on the kang, as if she is dead, clear tears ooze from the corners of her eyes, you hesitate a little, but you can't bear the desire after all.With trembling hands, you unbuttoned her clothes, and her two firm tits stood out in front of your eyes like two hills.You look up, she jumps up like a carp, sucks her mouth and blows out, the lights go out, two crazy arms wrap around your neck, the smell of fresh clams hits your face, listen She muttered intermittently: sir... sir... Her voice was so far away, so hazy, you seemed to be stuck in the red mud, and the cracking sound of mature marsh gas rising to the surface of the water could be heard next to your ears... Fourth master twitched Nose twice, I saw him lift up the large handkerchief hanging on the skirt of his clothes and wipe away the two muddy old tears hanging under the eyelids. Fourth ancestor, are you sad?Reminiscing about the past always makes people feel desolate. Fifty years have passed, and the wind and rain have blown away the wind and rain, and the youth is gone forever. Here, here is a cluster of wild flowers, there a clump of dry grass, this is the way you came. Fourth master, don't cry, listen, listen carefully, today I want to shake out all your secrets - Chen Guzi and rotten sesame seeds.That night, after you had a carnival with her, your mood was very complicated. You seemed to have possessed a treasure, but at the same time seemed to have lost a treasure of equal value. You felt a desolate sense of happiness.Too literal?Too wordy?You accompanied her across the rickety stone bridge that night and into her home.Her father-in-law is seriously ill, and she is here to move you to see a doctor for her father-in-law. Of course, when she comes, she will not fail to think of what you have just done. She kills two birds with one stone.During those ten days, she probably didn't have a good night's sleep. A widowed woman, in spring and April, was aroused by you, and she will come to you sooner or later.Your four ancestors were outstanding when they were young.Her father-in-law had bad asthma and a goatee that looked like an old monster.You have a guilty conscience, and you think his two dark eyes have pierced you like knives. Fourth ancestor, now, I want to expose a criminal murder case.A doctor of Chinese medicine committed adultery with a daughter-in-law. The daughter-in-law’s family had an old father-in-law who was in the way. He jealously guarded a young bitch like a male dog who lost his sexual function. A bag of herbal medicine got mixed in—with a crash, the ninety-year-old fourth master fell to the ground with a square stool. I helped the old man up, pinched Ren Zhong, pinched Baihui, slapped and slapped, and after a while, the fourth master lying in my arms exhaled and woke up.The muscles on his face twitched as soon as he saw my face, he closed his eyes in fear, and said tremblingly: "The devil... the bastard... the bastard... the devil... has become an elf... Later, the fourth master asked me to He handed it over to Yousi, pulled out the south gate and shot him. He was very sincere, and I believe he was sincere, but how could I betray my fourth ancestor?Human affection is greater than kingly law!To comfort him, I said: Grandfather, you are ninety years old, is it worth wasting a bullet?You just wait for that old man with the goatee to come and claim your life! ——Sometimes random nonsense can be astonishingly effective. Now I regret that I shouldn't have skinned the fourth master so ruthlessly. Although our grass-eating family is joking around regardless of age, my joke is a bit too much.During the short period of time before the fourth master died, he sat under the sun all day, leaning against the broken wall and thinking hard, and even changed his habit of insisting on going to the grass to defecate.In those days, the locusts had grown to a length of one centimeter. Before the plane arrived, the locusts swarmed like a tide. The fourth master leaned against the wall, his body covered with locusts, and he did not move.Everyone in the family found that the ancestor had changed, but they didn't know why. This is my secret.Mother said: The fourth ancestors don't have a few days to live!After listening to my mother's words, I felt that I, too, had sinned deeply. The fourth master leaned against the broken wall, felt the locusts crawling on his body, and thought of the locusts fifty years ago. Everything should be vivid in his memory, including the climate on the day when the letter of divorce was written, and the color of the letter of divorce.It was a light yellow rice paper.The Fourth Master wrote dozens of characters the size of apricot kernels on the rice paper with his ancient and clumsy handwriting, like prescribing medicine.At this time, it was about a month before the day when the locusts were unearthed, and the hot summer had already arrived. The wax temple at the east end of the village was basically completed and the interior decoration was in progress. The ruins of the Wax Temple are still there. After fifty years of wind and rain, the high walls collapsed, the temple tiles were broken, the bird droppings on the broken tiles were white, and the weeds were green in the dusty corrugated tiles. The temple is not big, rectangular in shape, like a corrugated hat worn by Taoist soil.The fourth master leaned against the broken wall, and he could see the Wax Temple from a distance. After writing the letter of divorce to deal with the fourth mother, the fourth master left the medicine shop, walked along the street, basked in the strong sunlight, and listened to the sound of torrential rain coming from the fields—it was billions of fat locusts gnawing on plants. The sound of stems and leaves—towards the temple construction site.His heart was very heavy. After all, it was a husband and wife relationship. Even if she had a thousand disadvantages, there was only one advantage, and this advantage would pierce his heart like an awl.When the fourth master was writing the letter of divorce, the mangled face of Curium Potmaker kept shaking in front of his eyes, and he felt a cold feeling in his heart.Curium Potsmith never appeared in the village again, but when the fourth master went to Liushakouzi Village to practice medicine, he met him face to face in an alley: Curium Potsmith had a hideous face, one eye was sunken, and the eyelid was sunken In the eye socket, the other eye is as bright as electricity, and there are a few black blood scabs on the cheek.The fourth master was nervously grabbing the reins of the donkey, clamping his legs around the shriveled belly of the donkey. He felt that the light from the curly potter's one eye was like a cold arrowhead, nailed to his chest. The fourth master quickly turned around at a glance, and disappeared behind an earthen wall covered with gourd vines, but the fourth master was holding the donkey's neck with his hand, dazed for a long time.Since then, this deep golden sore has been left on his heart, and as long as he thinks of the curium maker's face, the golden sore on his heart will burst open. There are dozens of craftsmen from other places gathered on the temple construction site, and the fourth master has a deep meaning in hiring craftsmen from other places instead of the craftsmen of the village.I don't dare to speculate that this matter is an intelligent trick adopted by the fourth master in order to facilitate embezzlement of public funds for temple construction.Hearing the Buddha and scolding the ancestors, he will be struck by thunder from the sky.I would rather say that it was the fourth master who wanted to show his respect for the locusts and build the temple more beautifully. It can also be considered that the prevailing mentality of "foreign monks can chant scriptures" was very popular at that time. Even the fourth master who dared to The rebellious son of Xiao Ao's ancestral law is not exempt from customs. The walls of the temple are painted with vermilion powder, and the red light is dazzling in the sun. The roof of the temple is covered with fish scales and small leaf tiles, and the gate of the temple is also vermilion.Craftsmen are dismantling scaffolding.Seeing the fourth master coming, the contractor who built the temple came up to meet him, and handed the fourth master a rare cigarette, which was the Green Fort brand or the Harder house brand, it was the same anyway.The fourth master sucked on the cigarette clumsily, the smoke choked his throat, he coughed, and the golden sore on his heart was in short pain.He threw away the cigarette, took out a bunch of thatch and chewed, the sweet juice of thatch lubricated his mouth and throat.The fourth master offered a bundle of thatch to the contractor, and the contractor held up the bundle of thatch and looked at it curiously, but he still refused to stuff it into his mouth.An expression appeared on the fourth master's face. The contractor hurriedly stuffed the thatch into his mouth and chewed it reluctantly. He chewed very painfully. The two huge jaws moved greatly. The fourth master suddenly found that the contractor looked like a huge locust. Patriarch, I understand why you want to build this temple!The contractor said treacherously. The fourth master stopped chewing, and asked, why do you say? The contractor said that he found that the fourth master looked like a locust when he chewed thatch. Everyone in the grass-eating family had a locust-like expression on their faces. The fourth master didn't know whether he should object to or agree with the contractor's words. The contractor invited the fourth master into the temple to watch the wax statue. The fourth master followed the contractor across the vermilion temple gate. Lying on a high brick platform, the fourth master involuntarily took a step back, and respect and fear for locusts arose in his heart again. Two clay sculptors are painting the locust god. Perhaps the craftsmen are out of aesthetic considerations. This locust is similar in shape to the locust that is rampant in the field, but the color is different.On a wooden board in front of the locust statue lay dozens of dead locusts. Their accomplices were gnawing on everything that could be gnawed in the fields, meadows of wild grass, and swamps in Northeast Gaomi Township, but they lost their heads. Disemboweled, missing legs, dismembered on wooden boards.The fourth master felt a deep hostility towards clay sculptors, and he looked at the two of them: a skinny, yellow-skinned old man in his sixties who looked like a molted rooster; the other was also skinny, about thirteen years old A four-year-old yellow-faced boy who looked like a fledgling cockerel.Their faces were splashed with dots of color, their eyes were fierce and cunning, and their pointed mouths showed that they were not human.The fourth master thought that they were probably two roosters that had grown into sperm.They are not here to build temples, they are here to eat locusts!The locusts on the plank are what they left over.The fourth master also saw a live locust standing out of the pile of dead locusts. It kicked its two powerful hind legs desperately, but it couldn't jump away. A large rusty needle pierced its neck It is firmly fixed on the plank. The fourth master stared angrily at the old and the young who painted the statue, they didn't realize it, the young craftsman used a small brush to paint the locust's wings, and the old craftsman used a small brush to paint the locust's wings Eyes of locusts. The fourth master walked to the board, hesitated for a moment, reached out to pull out the rusty iron needle, the needle was pulled out from the board, but the grasshopper was still stuck on the needle. This is a half-sized grasshopper, about two centimeters long.Now there are 10,000 kilograms of these grasshoppers in the field. They are reddish-brown in color, with huge heads and small abdomens, showing the amazing potential of growing every second.Behind their necks are two thick, fleshy little wings, like swaddling clothes on the back of a Japanese woman. The tortured grasshopper was struggling on the needle, its stomach was convulsing, and green water was spitting out of its mouth.The fourth master was disgusted by its sensual belly that was about to move.It kicked its hind legs hard in the air, trying to free itself and break free from the pillar of human shame. The last few drops of thick green juice gushed out of its mouth, which was the blood and tears of locusts, which was the anger of locusts and the secretions of painful feelings.The fourth master pinched the head of the locust fearfully, and the two long eyes of the locust seemed to be rolling on the belly of his fingers.The locust lowered its head, and the nodules on its neck were open, revealing its milky white mucous membrane.It stretched its hind legs forward vigorously—what it wanted to relieve at this time was the pain on its head—its hind legs touched the fingers of the fourth master, as if a drowning person suddenly stepped on the hard bottom underwater. With a kick, its neck and body were suddenly disconnected.Glorious sacrifice of this Jesus-like locust.Its flame of life has not been completely extinguished, its body is hanging on a long piece of black shit wrapped in white mucous membrane, its head is squeezed between the fourth master's index finger and thumb, its two The hind legs kicked desperately over the suspended body. The fourth master threw away the locust, and the needle still stuck in the locust's neck stood like a stake.His fingers were itchy, the thorns on the locust's legs left him a memorial. The clay sculptor finished the statue of the Locust King.The contractor poked the dazed fourth master.The fourth master woke up like a dream, and heard the strange voice of the contractor: Patriarch, take a look, does it look like that? The clay sculptor stepped aside, and the big locust was dazzling.The fourth master almost wanted to kneel down and kowtow for the god-worm leader. This locust was 170 centimeters long and 40 centimeters high. It was lying on the sacred seat made of green bricks. It was indeed mighty, majestic and lifelike. It seemed that it would fly through the temple cover and fly into the clear sky at any time.The two artists who shaped the locust god were not completely faithful to life. In the coloring of the locusts, they especially highlighted green, while the locusts that were making trouble in the field were all dark red. The locust ancestor is also dark red instead of green.This is the only dissatisfaction of the fourth master with this statue. The color is wrong!The fourth master said. The contractor looked at the two craftsmen. The old craftsman said: This is a grasshopper king, not a little locust.For example, if the emperor wears a yellow robe, civil and military officials cannot wear yellow robes. The small locusts are dark red, and the locust king is also dark red. How to distinguish between high and low. The fourth master thought about it, and felt that what the old craftsman said was very reasonable, so he no longer cared about the color problem, but turned around to admire the majestic appearance of the Locust God. It has light green as its body color, and there is an apricot-yellow stripe in the middle of its forehead, and there are small black spots in the apricot-yellow.Its head is an upright anvil, and its eyes are like two big goose eggs.The old craftsman painted the Locust God's eyes in brown color. He did not know what technique he used to make these eyes have bright stripes standing upright.The tentacles of the locust god are like two pheasant tails, flying above the head of the locust. The tentacles are painted milky white, and the tips are painted fiery red.The fourth master especially appreciates its two thick and powerful hind legs, standing like sharp peaks, as thick as arms, as deep as purple eggplant, and the two rows of hard thorns on the legs are as big as dog teeth and as big as snowflakes White.The two outer wings of the locust king are like two guillotines, and the inner wings cannot be expressed. On the day when the locust sacrifice ceremony was held, the glorious task of escorting the fourth mother who was divorced for adultery back to her natal home fell on the head of the famous Ninth Master who was known for his boldness.After breakfast, Master Ninth pulled out Master Fourth's skinny donkey, took a broken broom, and swept the excrement and mud from the donkey's rump, and then put a blue coarse cloth mattress on the donkey's back. Master Nine walked into the courtyard, stood in front of the window, and said with a playful smile, "Fourth sister-in-law, let's go while the morning is cool." The fourth mother responded, and she didn't come out for a long time. Master Jiu said: let's go, it's not the new daughter-in-law getting on the sedan chair. The fourth mother walked out of the room gracefully, bluffing the ninth master's eyes. The ninth master later said that the fourth master was a born scum, and he didn't know how beautiful the fourth mother was when he was dressed up.The fourth old mother was as white as a piece of mutton fat jade, her face was like a dewy hibiscus flower, she was not yet thirty years old when she was divorced, and her teeth were snow-white even though she refused to eat thatch.She walked up to Master Nine with her head held high, her puffed-out nipples almost poked Master Nine's eyes.Master Ninth was dazzled and backed away again and again. Lao Jiu, where is your fourth brother?The fourth mother asked calmly. Ninth master said stiffly: My fourth brother... went to sacrifice locusts. You go and find him for me! My fourth brother is going to sacrifice locusts... You go and call him, just say that I have something to tell him.If he doesn't come, I'll set the house on fire. Ninth master hurriedly said: Fourth sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll call him right away. The fourth master ordered the people to set up the altar and prepare for the locust sacrifice ceremony, but he was thinking about family matters in his heart.Ninth master ran over in a panic and whispered something to him, and fourth master told Ninth master to go first. As soon as the fourth master entered the yard, he saw the fourth mother sitting on a square stool in the middle of the yard, her eyes closed, and the sun was shining on her smeared face.He coughed, and the fourth mother opened her eyes and didn't speak, she just smiled, her teeth were bright and her lips were dazzling, like a character in a painting. The golden sore in the fourth master's heart burst open and he almost fell to the ground. You...why don't you leave...fourth master!The fourth old mother said, as the saying goes, a couple of one day is a hundred days of kindness, and a couple of a hundred days is like the depths of the sea. I married you at the age of eighteen, and it has been eleven years since I left. Don’t tell me you didn’t even say a word ? what do you want me to say?The fourth master spoke fiercely, but his hands were trembling. The fourth child, the fourth mother said, you are actually killing me all of a sudden, and a woman who goes back to her mother's house is worse than a dog.Fourth brother, your heart is more ruthless than a wolf. For the sake of this, I have to clarify everything. I have known about you and the woman in Quicksand Gap; the trap.This is called "only state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps".老四，你绝情绝意，我强求也无趣，只不过要走了，什么话都该说明白。老四，你没听说过吗？休了前妻废后程，往后，你不会有好日子过，你毁了一个女人，你迟早也要毁在一个女人身上。我死了以后，我的鬼魂也不会让你安宁！ 四老爷洗耳恭听着，好像一个虔诚的小学生听着师傅教导。 休书呢？四老妈问，你写给我的休书呢？ 在老九那里，我让他交给你爹。The fourth master said. 老九，把休书给我！四老妈说。 九老爷看了四老爷一眼，脸上有为难之色。 四老妈挪动着两只小脚，步步入土般地逼近九老爷，阴冷地一笑，说：你的胆量呢？去年夏天你来摸我的奶子的时候，胆子不是挺大吗？还想不想摸了？四老妈把胸脯使劲往前挺着，挑逗着九老爷，想摸就摸，别不好意思也别害怕，你四哥已经把我休了，他没有权利管我啦。 九老爷满脸青紫，张口结舌，说不出一句话。 四老妈卷起舌头，把一口唾沫准确地吐到九老爷嘴里。她一把扯出夹在九老爷腋窝里的小包袱，抖擞开来，锔锅匠那两只大鞋掉在地上，一张黄色宣纸捏在四老妈手里。 几十滴眼泪猝然间从四老妈眼里迸射出来，散乱地溅到四老妈搽满官粉的腮上，她手中那张休书在索索抖动，四老妈几次要展开那张休书，但那休书总是自动卷曲起来，好像要掩藏一件怕人的秘密。 四老妈双手痉挛，把那张休书撕得粉碎，然后攥成两团，握在两只手心里。她的目光极其明亮，泪水被灼热的皮肤烤干，腮上的泪迹如同沉重的雨点打在盐碱地上留下的痕迹。 老九，四老妈的嗓子被烈火烧燎得嘶哑了，她说，你吃了我一口唾沫，去年你就搂我摸我亲我，你老老实实地对你哥说，我嘴里到底有没有铜锈味道？ 九老爷困难地吞咽了一口唾沫，巴咂着舌头，好像在回忆，又好像在品尝，他说：没有味道，没有铜锈味道。 四老妈把手里的纸团狠狠地打在四老爷脸上，骂道：”毛驴，你们这些吃青草的毛驴！然后抬手抽了四老爷一个耳光子，打得是那样凶狠，声音是那样清脆。四老爷脖子歪到一侧，嘴里咕噜噜一阵响，好像圆球在地上滚动的声音。四老妈又抬手贴去，但这时她的胳膊已经酸麻，全身力量好像消耗完毕，她的手指尖擦着四老爷腮边下滑，又擦着四老爷为举行祭蝗虫典新换上的蓝布长袍下滑，又在空气中划了一个弓背弧，四老妈身体踉跄，倾斜着歪倒了。第二巴掌打得筋疲力尽，其实像一次绝望的爱抚。 九老爷大声地喊叫：四哥，别休她了！ 四老爷腮帮子痉挛，眼里迸射绿色火花，他如狼似虎地向九老爷扑过去，双手抓住九老爷的脖领了，前推后搡，恨不得把九老爷撕成碎片。四老爷胸腔里响着吭哧吭哧的怪叫声，九老爷被勒紧的喉咙里溢出哦哦的响声，好像在滔天巨浪上飞行的海鸥发出的绝望的鸣叫。被勒昏了的九老爷用脚乱踢着四老爷的腿，用手撕扯着四老爷的背。四老爷情急智生，把嘴插在九老爷的额头上，狠狠地啃了一口，几十颗牙印，在九老爷光滑的额头上排列成一个椭圆形的美丽图案。 九老爷鬼叫一声，捂着血肉模糊的额头，撤离了战斗。 一个小时后，四老爷出现在祭蝗大典上；九老爷牵着毛驴，毛驴上驮着因与众妯娌侄媳们告别时哭肿了眼睛的四老妈，走在出村向东的狭窄土路上。 刚才，瘦瘦高高的九老妈、矮矮胖胖的五老妈，还有七个或是八个近支晚辈的媳妇们，围绕着门口那棵柳树站着，看着额头流血的九老爷把衣冠楚楚的四老妈扶上了毛驴，九老妈和五老妈抽抽塔塔地哭起来，那些媳妇们也都跟着她们的婆母们眼圈发了红。九老爷把那两只用麻绳串好的大鞋原本是奋力扔在了墙角上的，但四老妈亲自走去把鞋子捡起来。起初，四老妈把鞋子搭在驴脖子上，左一只，右一只，毛驴低垂着头，似乎被耻辱坠弯了脖子。四老妈跨上驴背后，也许是因为那两只大鞋碰撞她的膝盖，也许是为了减轻毛驴的负担，她弯腰从驴脖子上摘下大鞋，挂在自己的脖颈上，那两只大鞋像两个光荣的徽章趴在她的两只丰满的乳房上。这时，她猛地转了身，对着站在柳树下泪眼婆娑的女人们，挥了挥手，绽开一脸秋菊般的傲然微笑，泪珠挂在她的笑脸上，好像洒在菊花瓣上的清亮的水珠儿。四老妈驴上一回首，看破了一群女人的心，多少年过去了，当时是小媳妇现在是老太婆的母亲还清楚地记着那动人的瞬间，母亲第九百九十九次讲述这一电影化的镜头时，还是泪眼婆娑，语调里流露出对四老妈的钦佩和敬爱。 如果沿着槐阴浓密的河堤往东走，九老爷和四老妈完全可以像两条小鱼顺着河水东下一样进入蝗虫肆虐的荒野，不被任何人发现，但九老爷把毛驴刚刚牵上河堤、也就是四老妈骑在驴上颈挂大鞋粉脸挂珠转项挥手向众家妯娌侄媳们告别的那一瞬间，那头思想深邃性格倔格的毛驴忽然挣脱牵在九老爷手里的麻线缰绳，斜刺里跑下河堤，往南飞路，沿着胡同，撅着尾巴，它表现出的空前的亢奋把站在柳树下的母亲她们吓愣了。四老妈在驴上上窜下跳，腰板笔直，没有任何畏惧之意，宛若久经训练的骑手。 截住它！九老爷高叫。 九老妈胆最大，她跳到胡同中央，企图拦住毛驴，毛驴龇牙咧嘴，冲着九老妈嘶鸣，好像要咬破她的肚子。九老妈本能地闪避，毛驴呼啸而过，九老妈瞠目结舌，不是毛驴把她吓昏了，而是驴上的四老妈那副观音菩萨般的面孔、那副面孔上焕发出来的难以理解的神秘色彩把九老妈这个有口无心的高杆女人照晕了。 在毛驴的奔跑过程中，那两只大鞋轻柔地拍打着四老妈的乳房，毛驴的瘦削的脊背摩擦着四老妈的臀部和大腿内侧。几十年里，当母亲她们把驴跑胡同时四老妈脸上出现的神秘色彩进行神秘解释时，我基本上持一种怀疑态度。母亲她们认为，四老妈在驴上挥手告别那一瞬间，其实已经登入仙班，所以骑在毛驴上的已经不是四老妈而是一个仙姑。既然是仙姑，就完全没有必要像一个被休掉的偷汉子老婆一样灰溜溜地从河堤上溜走，就完全有必要堂堂正正地沿着大街走出村庄，谁看到她是谁的福气，谁看不到她是谁一辈子的遗憾。母亲她们为了证明这个判断，提出了几个证据：第一，四老妈从小大门不出二门不迈，骑毛驴是生来第一次，毛驴那样疯狂奔跑，她竟然稳如泰山，屹立不动，这不是一个女人能做到的事情；第二，四老妈脸上焕发出耀眼的光彩，比阳光还强烈，一下就把九老妈照晕了，一般凡人脸上是难得见到这种光彩的；第三，据当时在场人们过后回忆，毛驴载着四老妈从她们眼前跑过时，她们都闻到了一股异香扑鼻。母亲说那是兰花的香气，九老妈说：不对，决不是兰花的香气，是桂花的香气！五老妈犹犹豫豫地说：好像是搽脸粉的香气。十四婶婶硬说是茉莉花的气味。每个人一种说法，每个人感受到的都与别人不同。一股气味，竟然具有如此丰富的成分，可见也不是人世间的香气。第四条证据不是十分确凿，这条关于音乐的证据只有九老妈一人敢做肯定的回答，母亲她们怀疑九老妈听到的音乐是从村东头蜡庙那里飘来的，因为四老妈骑驴跑胡同的时刻正是祭蝗大典开始的时候，四老爷雇来的三棚吹鼓手吹奏起古老的乐曲。那天刮的恰恰是东南风。 归总一句话，四老妈是家族故去人中一个被蒙上了神秘、传奇色彩的人物，我怀疑这个过程的真实性，我又相信母亲们的实事求是精神，那么多德高望重的女前辈，难道会平白无故地集体创作一个神话？何况神话也不是无本之木无源之水，它总要有一点事实根据；而且，四老妈骑驴跑胡同的事情刚过去五十年，母亲她们都是亲眼目睹者，她们一谈起这件事时脸上的表情都如赤子般虔诚和严肃，她们叙述这件事的过程达到了相当高度的庄严程度，是一个庄严的叙述过程，我没有太多的理由否定这件事情的真实性。 当然，出于对死者的尊敬，出于对四老妈悲惨命运的同情，出于某种兔死狐悲的感情，母亲她们是对事情进行了一些艺术性的加工的。摆在我面前的任务就是剔除附在事实上的花环，抓住事情的本质。第一，毛驴挣脱缰绳斜刺里跑下河堤是勿庸置疑的；第二，四老妈稳稳地骑在飞跑的毛驴上，脸上焕发出一种奇怪的表情也不可能虚假。 毛驴被拉上河堤又跑下河堤，是因为河堤太狭窄，河水太清澈，小毛驴头晕；四老妈稳坐飞驴不致下跌是因为她小脑机能健全，具有一种超乎常人的平衡能力。惟一费解的是，四老妈脸上为什么会出现一种类似天神的表情。我一闭上眼睛就能看到四老妈骑在飞驴上时脸上的表情：狂荡迷乱，幸福美满。我不得不承认，四老妈脸上的表情与性的刺激有直接关系。这种解释我不愿意对母亲她们说，但基本上是成立的。根据有关资料，我知道女人在极度痛苦时对性刺激最敏感，反应最强烈。毛驴飞奔，瘦削的驴背不停地摩擦和撞击着四老妈的大腿和臀部，那两只大鞋不停地轻轻拍打着四老妈高耸的乳房。驴背摩擦和撞击着的、大鞋轻轻拍打着的部位，全是四老妈的性敏感区域，四老妈因被休黜极度痛苦，突然受到来自几个部位的强烈刺激，她的被压抑的情欲，她的复杂的痛苦情绪，在半分钟内猛然爆发，因此说她在那一瞬间超凡脱俗进入一种仙人的境界并非十分的夸张。 毛驴跑上大街，便慢条斯理地走起来，恢复了它几十年如一日的垂头丧气的面目，缰绳拖在它的颈下，宛若一条活蛇。九老爷气喘吁吁地追上毛驴，弯腰抓住缰绳，然后攥紧拳头，在毛驴的腚上狠狠地打了一拳，毛驴毫无反应。 九老爷扯着缰绳，想让毛驴后转，重新回到河堤上去，沿着槐阴浓密的河堤上小道，悄悄遁出村去。九老爷是一片好心，是为四老妈的面皮着想，他的好心没得好报，正在他全力牵扯那匹魔魔祟祟的倔犟老驴时，四老妈一抬腿，把一只套在硬邦邦的绣花鞋里的尖脚利索而迅速地踢在九老爷晦暗的印堂上。九老爷眼睛里金星飞迸，双耳里鼓乐齐鸣，身子晃荡几下，险些仆地而倒。九老爷吃亏就在于不能察颜观色，他如果早一点抬头看四老妈端坐驴背犹如菩萨端坐莲花宝座那般的雍容大度端庄富丽馨香扑鼻，就不会受到迎头痛击。九老爷至死都不相信是四老妈飞起一只脚踢中了他的印堂，因为他的眩晕消失之后，他看到驴上的四老妈双眼似睁非睁，面带一种混合着喜怒哀乐的疲倦表情，况且四老妈没说半句话。九老爷认为这是天对他的打击，于是毛驴也成了能与神魔对话的灵物，九老爷不敢违拗它的意志，只得胆战心惊、小心翼翼地牵扯着联系着毛驴智慧的头颅的麻缰绳，随着毛驴，哈着腰弓着背，额头正中半圆形的一圈鲜红牙印下又青青地留着四老妈坚硬足尖踢出的印痕，迤逦东行……