Chapter 58 Chapter Fifty-Four

As the moon sets, the stones on which to sit and eat in front of the houses on the village street grow up, and the threshold becomes unattainable.The blossoming leaves shrank back to their buds, the strong cattle became calves, and some dead people in the graves returned to the world.Sima Lu, Lan Sanjiu, and Zhu Cui all returned to their mother's womb. At that time, Sima Lan, Liu Gen, Yang Gen, Du Zhuang, Fifty, Sixty, and Du Bai waited for them every day. Suddenly weaned and cried.They walked on the street and saw any woman breastfeeding at the door. The white breasts were like the sun rising in winter.Staring at the huge nipples, it was like seeing a plump red date, smelling the delicious milky fragrance, Bai Nongnong drifted past the streets and alleys, and even looked at it with eyes full of envy and hatred. Hugging and playing with the woman's attractive meat and milk; or simply pounced over, pushed the nursing baby aside, hugged the lotus-white breast and swallowed it by himself.In any case, at that time, they will get the sympathy of women with milk. They will unbutton their last breasts, reveal their breasts as white as newly woven cloth under the tree at the door, and put their breasts like flour sacks. Give these kids a while.They had to be weaned because their mother was going to give birth again.And the women at the door just showed their bellies, they were only three or two months pregnant, and their milk was as abundant as the river water.

Their life is spent on the streets looking for tits and milk. In those few months, the milk flooded the village like a once-in-a-century flood.Every woman is pregnant, and every woman's tits protrude throughout the year, soaking two pieces of the cloth shirt on her chest.From one end of the village to the other, there is not a single woman who is not pregnant or not nursing a baby. The woman's big belly and wobbly tits have blocked the narrow village streets for three consecutive years.One year, the tree buds were tender on the branches, the peaches were red and the plums were white on the hillside, and under the eaves of each house, there were swells of spring energy piling up.The sound of the green wheat growing crisply makes the village green all day long.The neither hot nor cold climate is the best time for a woman to confine herself in a year. The baby who is about to give birth sits on the stone at the door with her belly supported, with a needle and thread in her hand, and prepares small clothes and shoes for the baby in her belly Those women who have just raised their stomachs, when they walk in front of them carrying dung loads or carrying shovels, they all have to calm down, look at other people's big bellies, think about their own new bellies, and say :

──How long is there? ──It was born this month. ──It’s neither hot nor cold, how can you choose such a good day for confinement? ──Let me tell you a man, the birth of a baby is about nine months after you stop being popular. Next time, you must count it as spring and autumn, neither hot nor cold, which is the lucky season for women. ──But the abductee said that after three months after giving birth to one child, she must continue to conceive the next child. You just say that you have sex in bed every night, but you can't do anything if you can't get pregnant.The woman smiled, realized her experience, and walked away with her stomach full.The next confinement period, she will also sit in March and April of the next year.

March and April are the most hungry days for children.Originally, yesterday they were all hanging on the mother's jujube head, sucking the fishy sweetness, but they discussed it in the village and made up their minds. In the future, half of the mother's milk will be as hot as fire and as bitter as gallbladder, so they will A village of Bailiang's weaning cry sounded.Crying and crying, I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I never dared to touch the red dot on the white of the couple again, so I had to make do with half a bowl of home-cooked food, climb over the threshold, and go to the street or courtyard. Rim stood dumbfounded.

Sima Lan stood there in the gray wood, the half-bright sunlight shone brightly in the streets and alleys of the village, and even the decades-old locust trees on the edge of the ditch and cliffs were all glowing green.He saw that the decades-old pagoda trees were all glowing green.He saw a sow under the tree, lying in the sun, her eyes narrowed and her face smiling peacefully.It is spread on the belly of the ground, and there are dozens of red-glowing breasts, all of which are as swollen as Xuanxu's steamed buns. The milk flows out of the milk skin in a white rush, and it may be other pigs. The baby has gone out of the nest at the full moon, and there are only two cubs with their eyes closed between the breasts, hugging the milk happily, eating and singing happily, and Hongjiji's humming is flowing all over the floor.Saliva flowed from Sima Lan's mouth, and he thought of the yellow gall juice on his mother's nipples three days ago.He said mother, I'm hungry, mother came into the house for a while, and put the red dates on the big tits into his mouth.When the tip of his tongue touched the date, he spit it out from his mouth as quickly as if he had been pricked by a needle.Dazed for a moment, he changed another jujube, and when he tried to lick that jujube with his tongue, the same bitter bang flowed through his whole body.

He burst into tears, while the three elder brothers, Sen, Lin, and Mu, laughed nakedly.So, he cried even harder, wishing he could bleed from crying and spit in front of them to scare their laughter back.However, he couldn't cry and bleed in the end, he just woke up the sleeping spider on the spider web behind the door, and ran around in a hurry.Seeing the panicked spider, he suddenly wanted to intercept the cry and drive the spider off the wall, but he vaguely felt that the sudden stop of crying seemed to be something that should not be done.At this time, his father Sima smiled and said, "I didn't see that your mother was about to give birth again. I thought that your child was really more sensible than your three brothers since he was a child."

Just stop crying.Sure enough, I am sensible.He found that his mother's belly was the same as the stone roller on the wheat field.He wondered from which day his mother's belly began to swell, thinking that he would climb up to his mother's belly to eat those two red dates every day and every night, only feeling that his mother's milk changed from thick to thin, from thick and sweet to sweet. It is as light as water, but I have never found my mother's belly in the field that is unknowingly huge and terrifying.He also understood that his weaning was due to his mother's growing belly.Knowing that when the belly is so big that it can't get bigger, his family will have more people, and he will part with those two dates forever.

Finally, they broke up helplessly. Staring at the happy place under the old locust tree, the sticky pig milk smelled white and thick.He swallowed, a layer of sweat from wanting to caress the pig's milk emerged on his hands, and he wiped the sweat on his trousers. Sure enough, he walked towards the sow, knelt down and tried to touch the sow with his hands nipples. The pig's teats were hot and hard, like the hot sweet potatoes my mother cooked in the pot.He lightly pinched the rearmost pig's teat, and the two piglets and the sow looked at him as if nothing had happened, and closed their eyes.The old one seemed to be half asleep, breathing evenly and long in enjoyment, the young one arched her tits, after eating one for another, checking the number, eating from one end to the other, and back again from the other end Come here.Sima Lan felt his little hands itching as if he had been bitten by a mosquito. He rubbed his hands on his knees, poured the saliva in his mouth into his stomach, and began to boldly grab the pig by the hind leg with his hands. The piglet didn't bother to eat it red milk.He didn't expect that the milk that the piglet didn't eat had so much white juice, and when he squeezed the milk, it flowed out and wet his little hands.

He licked his hands, the milk was sweeter than his mother's, and he began to swallow his own saliva non-stop, as if there were worms crawling up and down in his throat, and his stomach rumbled.He has not had his mother's milk for three whole days. The sweet smell of the pig's milk hit him from all directions, forcing him to kneel down on his squatting knees, unable to stop sucking the teat.But when he and the two little pigs crawled down and ate for a while, he heard someone calling behind him. He pressed his lips on the big date red milk, a few pig hairs brushed on the tip of his nose, and a piece of hair from the pig's leg spread on his face like the dog skin mattress he slept in in winter.

──Are you the fourth child of Sima Xiaoxiao's family?come here. He turned his head. ──Come here. He saw Shisi's mother sitting on a rock behind the wall of his house, holding Lan Sishi, who had been a few months old, in her arms, and unbuttoned her clothes.She said come here, your mother is about to give birth.Then she shoved the left nipple into Forty's mouth and shook the right nipple toward his. He heard the sound of milk splashing like a half bucket of water in the milk bag she was shaking.He threw away the pig's milk and walked towards her. ──Let’s eat. He knelt timidly in front of her, caressing the baby with his hands, and glanced at Lan Sishi, who was less than one year old.He knew the two milk bags belonged to her.When he looked at her, his eyes were like a cub wanting to eat another cub's food, so pitiful, even the hand that was caressing the breast was only gently moving with his fingertips Son.

However, she smiled at him.This was the first time in her life that she smiled at him, and it was a silent smile, like a braid of newly bloomed red flowers floating on the corners of her tender mouth. So, they got acquainted and started their initial journey of love.He was sucking her mother's right breast, she was holding her left breast, and both of their hands were swimming between the gaps between the breasts, like a pair of multi-legged worms crawling on a piece of empty land.They looked at each other from the corner of their eyes, and when their two hands climbed together, their eyes collided with the sweetness of the milk in the mid-air in front of the milk, like two clear springs flowing together in the sun, forming a pool, A bright light flashed.At this moment, their hands touched each other on the open space in the chest, as if they came to this world and found each other for the first time, so new and happy, and they both felt that it had begun to dilute. The sweetness of the milk is boundless, and the hillsides, villages, houses, trees, pigs and dogs outside the corner of the eye are all sweet and greasy.They were silent, and she had just learned to call her mother.And he already knew how to call parents, brothers and uncles, cats and dogs, sheep and cows.In addition to knowing the importance of milk, he has already understood the importance of partners, the difference between a pig and a dog, a tree and a house, an adult and a child, and a brother and a brother.He held her hand like holding a few boiled beans, the milk flowed in through his long teeth, and stopped in a small socket rolled out of his tongue, and then he pushed the tip of his tongue upwards. Stretching his neck, the mouthful of white milk slid into his stomach with a bang, leaving behind a cloud-like scent in his mouth, which faded a little bit in his mouth, and he quickly took another breath , Another sip of milk flowed from between his teeth.He felt that every time he and Forty took a sip of milk, the body that gave birth to seven daughters in the end would shrink accordingly.But they didn't care whether their bodies shrank or not, they just stretched like a cloud sucking mouthfuls one mouthful at a time, glanced at each other, moved their hands, and the smiles on each other hung on their faces like two sides of red silk hanging on the window.The sunlight coming from behind reflected Forty Niang's face in purple red, and her hair was black and shiny in the purple red.Sima Lan glanced at Zihong, and quietly found that Zihong had disappeared. Her whole body was covered by a shadow. She turned her head away. It was Sima standing behind her with a smile.The sunlight disappeared as if it was shut outside the city gate. He said, the fourth half-year-old is here. She said that just now he was eating pig milk. Greedy, he said, his mother is about to give birth again. Will there be a baby girl? He sighed and said that it was probably a boy again. This was the first time in Sima Lan's life that he heard his father's sigh, blowing past his ears like the wind passing through the crack of a window.He glanced at his father, saw him sitting on one of his shoes, smoking a pipe, his eyes fell on Lan Sishi's half-tied hair, as if he was so sad that he was about to have a baby boy in the family beyond words .He breathed out the smoke he swallowed in front of his face, and the smoke turned his face yellow and white. ──It would be nice to have a boy in my family. He rested his eyes on her belly. ──Not pregnant? ──Not yet. ──You are not young at forty, you will soon be able to walk, you should be pregnant. ──Afraid of having another girl, she patted Forty on the head, one every year, this is Liuni. Then they fell silent.The sun glides over their heads and shoulders.There were dogs and chickens bobbing around them.The sound of Sima Lan and Lan Shisi's breastfeeding was warm and smooth like a stream in the silence.Sima knocked off the ashes with a smile, loaded another pot, and said that your milk is really full.She said that if you drink more soup and milk, you will have more milk.At this time, a long and long call came from the other side of the village, calling Daddy——Daddy—where are you?My mother gave birth to a baby.Words like chopping firewood came back from the alley - let her give birth, why did you tell me - it has already given birth, it was born by the pot in the stove - did it really happen? ──It’s a younger brother──Go back, let your mother breastfeed the baby first, and then I will go back after finishing this game of stone chess. The boy who called out went home happily. ──Is it from the Dugan family in the east of the village? ──Dugan is playing four moves with someone. ──Two families were born in the west of the village yesterday, and this morning my uncle from the Lan family gave birth to three. Adding this one, there will be six more people in the village in two days. ──The village chief just made the population grow like persimmons and added to the world. ──It almost kills the women. ──If you want me to be the village head, I will let the women rest and try to make the villagers live past the age of forty, and the village will last forever in this world. ──You should. ──At present, I am the village chief, and I am my sister's father-in-law. I waited for him to die yesterday before becoming the village chief. Cursing footsteps came from the center of the village, cursing that I heard crows calling in the morning, I didn’t expect to be unlucky, I played five games of chess and lost five games of chess, and lost half a catty of oil tobacco leaves .It is said that there are two boys, and the mother will add another one. In the future, I will see what the three brothers will marry a wife.Saying this, he kicked a stone on the side of the road onto someone's wall, kicked a tile onto a pile of firewood, and walked towards the end of the alley. Both Sima Xiaoxiao and Meimei looked away from Dugan. Meimei said again, just ask me to give birth to a boy. Sima smiled and said, I'm afraid there is a hidden way to have a boy, otherwise my family is all boys, and Dugan's family is also all boys. The birthdays of my two children are in the first half of spring and autumn. None were born in the second half of the month. Meimei's eyes widened, and her eyes lit up with a bang, saying that my daughter's birthday is in the second half of the month, is it because the birth of a boy is the first quarter moon, and the things to do in bed are in the last quarter moon?After finishing speaking and waiting for Sima Xiaoxiao to answer, her man, Lan Baisui, hurried over from Sima Xiaoxiao's house, and when he saw them, he yelled, "What are you talking about endlessly, my brother?" Daughter-in-law from morning to now, Mr. gave birth to a baby, and the village head is busy giving birth to the new daughter-in-law of the first child in each house. If you don’t go home to take care of you, you will die here. Meimei turned her head and said that I was feeding the fourth child of Xiaoxiao's family. Sima smiled apologetically and sat up from the ground. Lan Baisui smiled at Sima and said, my sister-in-law just can't give birth to a baby. Sima smiled and said, I will go to my brother-in-law and tell him to go quickly. Meimei pushed Sima Lan and Shisi's heads away from her chest. The sunlight hit Sima Lan's eyes with a bang.Lan Shishi's little hand was pulled away from his grasp like a few rope ends.Immediately, there was a sweet and faint sadness in front of his eyes, and he felt that his mouth was empty, and his hands were also empty.A world is empty.He looked at Lan Shishi who was carried away by his mother, and Lan Shishi also looked at him with wide eyes.Forty Niang's footsteps rowed towards Lan Baisui like a boat, leaving him and his father on the river bank behind. Standing beside his father, he was like a weak young tung tree planted there. ──What is the name of your fourth child? ──I haven't come up with a good name yet. ──Let’s call it Lan, our Lan family loves to have a baby girl, maybe he will call a baby girl for your family as soon as he is called Lan. They arrived at Lan Baisui's side, and the family hurriedly walked to the house of the brother-in-law who had a foot.Father Sima Xiao went to the village to find the uncle who delivered the baby.Sima Lan stood alone on the open space, and saw the two piglets under the front cliff were still breastfeeding, and the sow still had her eyes closed, with a blushing blushing floating on her face.At this time, another red cry came from the millstone at the crossroads in the village. ──Village Chief, whose house are you busy with? My wife said that you don’t stand in front of the bed, she just doesn’t know how to give birth to the baby── ──The village chief──Uncle Kidnap──Which house are you in──