Chapter 26 Brumaire Bullpen (3)

From the low east window, it was still foggy to see outside. Baozhui jumped onto the cow trough, and he stood on it, his head went over the cow pen, and the three plum blossom buttons looked at him eagerly.The treasure pendant untied two of them first, and then Dier and Pinglian walked towards the door.When it was Hua'er's turn, he hesitated, but still knocked the flower down.He jumped down from the cow trough and touched Hua'er's nose and said, "You have to walk slowly today, it's foggy outside. If you fall down, the calf in your stomach will also hurt." Hua'er called "Moo-moo--" twice, and agreed meekly.

Baozhui rolled up the two cakes and put them in a rice bag, carried the water bottle on his back, and drove the three cows out of the cow house. The mist floated vigorously over the earth.The sun moved like a hedgehog behind the thick fog.Bao Pendant's vision was blurred, and he felt that the road under his feet was swaying as if it had been smeared with lard.The flat face showed the demeanor of the elders, charging forward, Di'er followed closely behind, and only Hua'er obediently followed Baozhui.The four of them walked through the fog, past houses.The black fence outside the house looked like a herring swimming in the water in the white mist.There were a few cold barks of dogs, followed by a golden crow of a rooster.Baozhui and Hua'er stopped at the same time, waiting for the sound of cock crowing.They all love the sound.Occasionally, a few passers-by passed by Baozhu. Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, the voice Baozhu was familiar with.

"Let—cows—go?" The one with the drawn voice is an old man, he likes to drink, and his tongue always doesn't work. "The flowers are not (not) born yet?" This is Aunt Xing, who makes tofu. She speaks very quickly, and there is always a smell of green onions in her mouth. "Can your uncle hold on?" It must be Li Erguai who asked this question, and he was pulling his three-year-old son Hongmu.Because of his wife's death, he always looked miserable. He led the children around the village's alleys every day, and he would enter the door of anyone who yelled to eat.One year after his wife died, he led his son to eat all over the village.Now every time he comes across a treasure pendant, he has to inquire about his uncle's illness.

Baozhu's answer to these three people was very brief: "Ok." "No life." "about to die." Baozhui and the three cows walked to the pasture two miles away from the village.Here the fog is thicker and the grass is wet.The treasure pendant soon heard the sound of the cow gnawing on the grass with its head down. The sound was "chi-chi-", which showed the flexibility and purity of the grass.Standing in the grass, he stretched out his hand to grab a handful of mist, and felt that the grasp was empty, so he grabbed it again, but it was still empty, and there was nothing left in his hand.He couldn't understand why he couldn't grasp something that was so close that he could see it.

Baozhui's stepfather thought that he would die at night, but in the early morning, he was able to breathe slowly and freely.In order to prove that he was still alive, he coughed. At this moment, the woman beside him turned over and asked feebly, "Are you okay?" He let out a "hmm", then tentatively walked a few steps down the ground, and unexpectedly, he was able to reach the east window.The sky is gray, and the white mist outside is surging, filled with the breath of heaven like the legend.This made the dull pain in his heart flare up again, and tears flowed down silently.Seeing that he was all right, the woman dressed and got up and lit the fire to cook.While fiddling with the firewood, she said, "I promised Baozhui last night, and today I will bake scallion pancakes for him, and he will also roll shredded potatoes. You say he is stupid, but he is not lacking in eating, alas."

Xue'er also got up soon, and when she got out of her hut, she yelled to her mother in the kitchen: "It's foggy, I can't see anything outside, I'm all confused." "The Brumaire is here," said the mother lightly, and then sighed with infinite sorrow. "What made this fog?" Xue'er asked herself melancholy. Mother said: "When you deliver food to my brother later, tell him not to take the flowers out today. The fog is so thick that if the flowers slip, the calf in the belly will suffer." Xue'er glanced at the dough her mother was mixing, and exclaimed, "I'm really baking scallion pancakes for Baozhu!"

"Xue'er—" Baozhui's stepfather turned around from the east window and said, "From now on, you can't always call Baozhui Baozhui, you have to call brother—" "Is a fool considered an elder brother?" Xue'er said nonchalantly, "He spends every day with the cows. Others say that our family has four cows." "Three heads." Mother emphasized, "That one hasn't been born yet." "The treasure pendant is also a cow!" After Xue'er finished speaking, she ran to the yard to feed the chicks. The fog gradually thinned out around ten o'clock in the morning.The sun is still as dim as an oil lamp behind the window paper.Baozhui's stepfather drank some soup and walked to the cow house on the other side of the yard.The woman followed him cautiously.He pushed open the door of the cow house, looked at the heated kang and the fire wall built by himself, and saw some familiar objects hanging on the wall: roe deer skin, horse mane, bundles of brown rope, mouse traps, hanging nets Wait, remembering how smart and smart he was when he first saw Bao Pendant, his tears rolled down again.

"Why isn't the flower here—" the woman suddenly said in a panic from behind, "You idiot, tell him not to take Huaer out on a foggy day, it's about to give birth, if it falls down and can't hold the calf, that's fine! " The woman turned back and hurried back to the house to look for Xue'er: "Why didn't you pass on Mom's words to Bao Zhui? Hua'er is not in the cow house!" "I said—" Xueer argued loudly, "I said it twice!" "Which pasture can he take them to today?" "How do I know." Xue'er said, "He will know when he comes back at night."