Chapter 6 five sheep

five sheep Ping'er was hired as a shepherd boy.He chased the flock all over the hillside.The top of the mountain is like a small flower, green!And turned red!Ping'er kept teasing the children who picked up wild vegetables on the top of the mountain. He drove a sheep alone to eat the wild vegetables they picked up in their baskets.Sometimes he chooses a big sheep and rides it like a horse!The little girls cried in fright. They saw him sitting on the back of a sheep like a monkey.Ping'er has gradually developed his skills since he was shepherding sheep.He drove the sheep to a desolate place, and called all the children in the village to practice riding sheep.Every day those sheep and pigs who don't like to move are scattered all over the wilderness.

On the way home, there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him. He was on the back of the last sheep, as if a general ruled over the soldiers. He was playing with a whip in his hand, feeling very proud. "Are you full? Lunch." Zhao San was much gentler to his son.He seems to have become docile since the accident. That day Ping'er was playing on the sheep's back. When he entered the gate, the sheep ran wildly so that he couldn't jump off the sheep's back, so he was like a crazy monkey on the playing sheep's back.One rainy day, when he entered the gate on the sheep's back, he knocked down the child, and the owner beat him off the sheep's back with a firewood rake, as if beating a piece of dead meat.

At night, Ping'er couldn't sleep, tossed and tossed and couldn't sleep. Dad moved his huge palm and patted him: "I've been running for a whole day! I'm not tired yet, go to sleep quickly! Wake up early so I can go to work!" Ping'er feels wronged under her father's docile hands! "I got spanked! My ass hurts." Dad got up, took out a little red powder from a paper bag, and rubbed it on the wound. Daddy is old!The child was still so young, Zhao San felt that life was meaningless.The next day Ping'er went to work and was dismissed. Zhao San sat in the kitchen and was weaving chicken coops out of straw. He said, "Sure! Let's go sell chicken coops with Daddy tomorrow!"

At dawn, he called the child: "Get up! Go sell chicken coops with Daddy." Wang Po beat the rice into solid balls with her hands, and the father and son who went to the city put them in their pockets and counted them as lunch. There were very few chicken coops sold on the first day, and they were all brought back at night.Wang Po played the rice vat and said, "I said to save more rice to eat, but you want to sell it... What are you going to eat?... What are you going to eat?" The old man gave her the copper coins in his arms, and she said, "It's not that I didn't eat today, it's tomorrow!"

Zhao San said: "Tomorrow, that's easy to say, just sell a few more cages tomorrow!" In one morning, ten chicken coops were sold!There are only three larger ones left, piled up there.Daddy is counting the tickets in his palm, and Ping'er is having a meal. "There are still more than a hundred pieces, we should have a bowl of tofu!" They went to the cloth shed not far away, squatted next to the burden and ate the steaming food.It was Ping'er who ate first, and the vinegar was being poured on Daddy's bowl.How new is Ping'er to this food!How does a bowl of tofu soothe Ping'er's small intestines!His eyes were round and he devoured a bowl of tofu nao!

The peddler said, "Have another bowl, kid!" Dad was surprised: "Have you finished eating?" The peddler put the spoon down into the pot and said, "One more bowl will be half the price!" Ping'er's eyes slipped past Daddy to pass the bowl over.He drank tofu nao and made a loud convulsion.Zhao San was not like that, he put his eyes on the chicken coop, ate slowly, and finally finished eating slowly!He said, "Ping'er, can't you eat it? Give me a bowl." Ping'er poured very little to his father.After giving the money, Dad went to guard the chicken coop.Ping'er was still there, the child was greedy for the last bit of soup, his head was raised to the sky, and the bowl was pressed to his face.

People buying vegetables in the vegetable market passed by, and if they paid attention to the chicken coop, Zhao San said, "Buy it! It's only ten copper coins." In the end, no one bought the three chicken coops, and gave two to Dad, leaving one sticking out on Ping'er's back.Passing the cow and horse market, Ping'er pointed and shouted: "Daddy, where is our green cow." The big chicken coop was swinging on his back, and the child went to see the green cow.Zhao San smiled, and said to the cattle seller, "Are you selling again?" Saying this, Zhao San felt sad because he had no chance.When he got home, he said to Wang Po, "I just saw that green bull in the market."

"It's someone else's, don't mention it." Wang Po was impatient all day long. Gradually, Zhao San, who sells chicken coops, can negotiate the price; slowly sitting at the base of the wall, he can say hello!I often buy one or two red and green candy balls for Pinger to eat.Later, I didn’t even need to bring rice balls. He got some copper coins and gave them to Wang Po every day, but she didn't like it, as if she put the money away by accident. In Erliban, he agreed with the family again and asked Ping'er to be a boy.When the child heard this, he became angry.

"I won't go, I can't go, they want to beat me!" Ping'er was obsessed with selling chicken coops. "I still go to the city with my father." Wang Po absolutely advocates that children should be buddies.She said, "Your father sells chicken coops, what are you doing next?" Zhao San said: "Forget it, if you don't go, don't go." Zhao San was excited by the copper plate. In the middle of the night, he was also weaving chicken coops. He said to Wang Po: "If you are not good, come and learn. It is a kind of earning! You should weave a few more."

But Wang Po still went to sleep, as if she was dissatisfied with his weaving chicken coops; as if she opposed his weaving chicken coops. Ping'er sympathized with his father, he was willing to carry one more chicken coop, but his father said: "Don't carry it! Enough!" He carried another one, and when he was about to leave the house, he found a smaller one to hold in his hand, and his father asked, "Can you carry it? Send two back, they can't be sold out!" Once I came back from cutting a catty of meat in the city and had a decent dinner. The women in the village envied Wang Po: "Third brother is really capable! Selling a cow, you can no longer grow grain, but this is better than growing grain, and you can get more money."

After passing through the two-mile-and-a-half gate, Ping'er led the bandy legs into the city.Ping'er asked his father for copper coins to buy two slices of fried steamed buns for the children.Then I went to the place where the gongs were knocked and the small shed was built to jostle, and everyone spent a copper coin to have a look at the "Western View" ①.It was looking in from a place with a small glass mirror embedded in it, which only accommodated one eye, and a magnified picture was moving inside.Fighting, holding a gun, and soon changed to another ① Diorama, that is, street movies. ——Author's note Kind of.The card player sang and said, "This is another war of foreigners. Look at the 'Lao Maozi' taking the city, it's really crazy! I don't know how many people were killed..." The bandy-legged yelled that he couldn't see clearly, and Ping'er told him, "Close your eyes!" But soon it will be over!Chase them out again from the bustling city that children love.Ping'er was brought into this sleeping village again.The reason is that the season for chicks to lay eggs has passed.Every family has all the chicken coops ready. Ping'er refused to follow, so Zhao San went to the city by himself and sold at a reduced price.Later it was sold at a discount.In the end he didn't go either.In the kitchen, chicken coops are placed against the high wall.These things used to make Zhao San happy, but now they make him angry. Ping'er rode on the back of the sheep again to herd the sheep.But Zhao San was contused!