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Chapter 8 Chapter Six

Ding Zhuangmeng 阎连科 811Words 2018-03-19
After the New Year and the New Year. After Xiaonianzhuang, something happened. During the Chinese New Year, some people visit relatives, and when they come and go, they know that some villages have died of fever, and the government will take care of a black coffin. I know that there is a coffin factory in the county near the county town, which is specially made for fever patients. coffin.They belong to the same disease, and they are from the same county. How can they give others a coffin worth a few hundred dollars, and give Dingzhuang a barrel of oil worth a dozen dollars and firecrackers and cannons worth a few dollars?

Just ask my dad. My father went to get the things, so I went to ask him. It was after breakfast on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Zhao Xiuqin and Ding Yuejin went to ask my father.Dad was digging a piece of land in the corner of the yard. There used to be a pigsty and a chicken pen, but the chickens and pigs were poisoned to death by the farmer, so they didn't feed them anymore, so they picked up the pen and dug up a piece of land, ready to plant in that field. nepeta.The broken bricks were piled up in the yard, and the sand turned up was black in color.Muddy soil.Because the pigs and chickens have been fed there for many years, the soil is black with oil, so it is best to grow nepeta.There is a dung smell in the black soil that crops and vegetable gardens love.My father took off his cotton shirt, turned the soil in the black smell, and there were sick people around the door, saying why is there a black coffin when someone is about to die, and we only have ten catties of rapeseed oil when we are about to die ?

Dad came out of the field and stood guard at the door, saying, "If I hadn't run back and forth, you wouldn't even have any oil." Dad said that there was a village with only two hundred people, but one hundred people died within a year. By comparison, Dingzhuang was lucky. Can we compete with others for the coffin? It is said that there is another village with more than 500 people, and now 300 people have fever. Can we Dingzhuang earn the coffin with others? There is nothing left to say. Without saying anything, Dad went to dig his land again. Winter is over and spring is coming.As soon as spring comes, sow nepeta seeds on the field, and pour water every two days, and the nepeta will sprout in a week.

After half a month, there will be trees in shape, and the scent of hemp will float around in light green and light blue. While planting Nepeta, another person died in the village. He was under 30 years old and had no coffin. Everyone stopped at the entrance of the village and talked about it. Then the family went to my house to ask for a coffin and said, "Brother Hui, Go up and ask for a coffin for your brother." My father was in a dilemma: "Think about it, if you can ask for it, can I ask for it? Don't you ask for vegetable oil and firecrackers?" They left. The Nepeta planted by my father grew out in yards and filled the yard of my house with fragrance.

Butterflies are coming.It flew and it flew away. The bee came, and when it came, it flew away. Nepeta has a numb taste.Cool and numb, it doesn't like to provoke bees and butterflies.But after all, my house is full of spring.
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