Chapter 12 1927 Tangerine - The day of the eighth day

The eighth day of the lunar new year, according to the calculations in the almanac, is a good day, and it is Sunday, all places are on holiday, the movie theater has a new movie, all kinds of flowers in the park are in full bloom, and the weather is very good, many people come here Day to meet the kiss. The road police along the ditch change shift at two o'clock, and every policeman on duty can see a music team passing by.Even the old ladies sitting at home can always hear the sound of trumpets and drums in the distance. "Four elders, today is the eighth day of the lunar new year—?"

The sawman in Pingba at the east entrance of Momo Lane, named Qilao, raised his head to talk to the sawman who seemed to be standing on his head, and smiled triumphantly.At this time, there was a group of bands, probably leading a colorful limousine, just passing by the riverside at the entrance of the alley. "No, it's the seventh day." "It's the eighth day of the lunar new year." The old man had other things on his mind. "Seventh and eighth day, why fight for this day? Look back at the almanac and you will know." "It's the eighth day of the lunar new year, I'll count it!" In fact, the almanac has already been turned over.

Two people, you dragged and I dragged, repeated and repeated, countless times, a large square yellow pine tree was gnawed by some small iron teeth, and the wood powder fell on the ground in a large pile. Seventh old man has it all on his shoulders. It would be great if someone could paint this situation into a picture at this time. Today is indeed the eighth day of the lunar new year. The seventh elder is not wrong, but the fourth elder is always wrong.But life, in front of a worker, may never be as interesting to it as a student.Students must never let go of things like holidays.Especially those middle school students who love to watch True Light dime movies.As for people like the seventh old man, the seventh is sawing wood, the eighth is also sawing wood, even if it is nine or ten, it is still dragging the saw. The piles of wood in Dapingba have to be placed obliquely. Come and slowly saw it into a thin board, the difference is that one half day is dragged upwards, and the other half day is lowered and dragged, why do you care about the day?

But if today is really the eighth day of the lunar new year, and the seventh elder is below, dragging the saw with his back up, he will be more vigorous than usual, this is something the fourth elder does not know. The seventh elder didn't say anything for the time being. The seventh elder laughed, and came to ask the fourth elder about his life on purpose again, which was on purpose.The four elders didn't expect this move, so they said seven or eight had nothing to do with it.In fact, it has too much to do with it.When the seventh elder saw that the fourth elder said it was the seventh day of the lunar new year, and also said to look up the almanac, he stopped making a sound.The seventh elder was sure in his heart that he had already read the almanac before the fourth elder said.Today is the eighth day of the fourth lunar month in the lunar calendar, and the eighth day in May in the solar calendar. There is nothing wrong with it.Eight, and it's a couple, today is the day when Qi Lao's family is engaged to Qi Lao's same woman, thinking about it, why not make people laugh?

"Si Lao, I said it was the eighth day of the junior high school, don't you believe it?" He said again, laughing again.Because the wedding party from Heyan entered the alley and crossed from the Daping Dam to the west end of the alley.First there was a big conductor, and then there were four children in a row, twenty-four in total. The trumpeters and drummers were all dressed in red and wore white tasseled hats like those of high officials. Back to the light, walking very slowly.At the back is a ceremonial car drawn by four horses, surrounded by flowers and five-color silk.Behind the ceremonial carriage were two more one-horse carriages. Several young women, all wearing the same clothes, with red faces, sat in the carriages, looking upright like Bodhisattvas.

Seventh Elder thought to himself: "Isn't it just because today is a good day that other people marry a lady into the house?" The fourth elder is really worthy of saying the word "stupid".He never imagined that the group of people who were celebrating the wedding around him would mean something to Elder Qi.He also knew that today was the eighth day of the lunar new year, but he insisted on the seventh day.But at this time, he heard the seventh elder say that it was the eighth day of the new year, so he didn't bother to argue with him anymore, and both of them stopped their work in order to see the tail of the team.

The seventh elder meant that the fourth elder would know that his buddy who was sawing wood with him would have such a happy event!In fact, it can't all be blamed on the stupidity of the fourth elder. The seventh elder didn't speak up first, and he didn't show his style. The fourth elder is not a god, how could he expect it? After staying for a while, the seam of the wood is a little deeper.The procession to pick up the bride has all passed, and the only thing left is the sound of trumpets and drums.The fourth elder let out a sigh of relief. The seventh elder can see the fourth elder's thoughts from this.

"Si Lao, don't you have a wife?" "Hey, wife—" "Then you should find one earlier!" "Look how blessed that woman is!" The fourth elder turned the conversation to the people in the float just now, avoiding himself. The seventh elder is exactly twenty years old, and the fourth elder is already two elders older than the seventh elder, so he can be the father of the same person as the seventh elder.But the fourth elder, who has been dragging saws for many years, is getting old for his countrymen, sisters-in-law and nephews, but his wife can't drag them, so when the seventh elder talks about this issue, the fourth elder is a bit shy.

"Wife should be there. Arhat and Guanyin are a couple, that's the way to go." "Then why do you..." This time, he caught the itch in Qi Lao's heart.But he's not an unsure kid.He wanted people to know about it, but he endured it.A cat, every time it catches a mouse, it deliberately releases it captive, and then pounces again after a while, the seventh elder is like this, when it comes to this juncture, he avoids talking about the weather . "Si Lao is very hot, let's take off our clothes." God, it is indeed getting hotter every day, so both of them are bare-chested. The fourth elder's hand shaft is hairy, like a thigh, and he is really an old hand.The seventh old man is very tender in everything, his face is inside, and his heart is inside, so when the sound of the trumpet disappeared, a knife sharpener followed him, raised a small brass horn, and gave it away with only one blow at the entrance of the alley. The seventh elder was shocked.In Kushui Village, 50 miles east of Jingdong, when the "red leaf" who was engaged at this time in Qilao's home arrived at the door, it might be accompanied by a pair of suonas.

Thinking of his home, he no longer tugs at the saw. "Elder Seven, let me tell you, you have a special look today. Could it be that you also agreed to marry a daughter-in-law today?" The fourth elder who was talking was just a happy joke, but who knew that he punched the seventh elder in the heart, and the seventh elder couldn't bear it anymore if he wanted to bear it.Simply do not see the saw.Two people, one bowed his head, laughing unintentionally, and the other raised his blushing face intentionally. The fourth elder thought that the joke had hurt the seventh elder, so he moved his foot.Sweeping down some wood powder, Qi Lao took half a step back and all the wood powder fell to the ground.

"Elder Qi, have you decided on a wife?" "Well." "Well, marry or not?" "No." "When was it decided?" "I asked you if today is the eighth day of the lunar new year, and you said no." "Ha, my God, is that true?" When the seventh elder stammered to prove that it was today's engagement, the fourth elder jumped off the log with a huff. He asked Qi Lao, why don't you go to a wedding?He said, this is just an engagement, and the family can tell him not to turn around.He asked him again if he had seen his wife?Said he had seen it. "Congratulations." So, when an old bean curd bear passed away, he called to stop, and the two ate two bowls each, while the four elders competed for the meeting, and the seventh elder was already congratulating his companion. After eating the old tofu, the fourth elder climbed up the log repeatedly, and the saw teeth began to gnaw at the yellow pine tree again. "Qi Lao, I just remembered the reason why you dragged the saw so vigorously today." The seventh elder just laughed. "Let's pick it up early." This suggestion contained a little encouragement and a little provocation, and Qi Lao could only laugh. The wind was blowing, and the four elders and the seventh elders all put on their waist-length clothes. The weather is really nice.But the past few days have been considered the most naughty and fine weather in Beijing, and one needs to be patient.The clearer the day, the stronger the wind.When it was almost noon, the wind came quietly.On the riverside, there are groups of willow trees lined up. When the wind comes, it seems that there is a strong person under each tree, hugging the tree body and connecting the wires to the poles, twisting and separating each other for the wind.In the corner of the house, only the sound of the wind whistling can be heard.The family's dogs all hid behind the door to take refuge.The dust along the river has disappeared without a trace because of the wind.At this time, when a gust of whirlwind passed by, what was rolled up were all small stones that hurt people's faces. The wood powder on the Seventh Old Man and the wood powder on the ground were all blown away by the wind, and the new wood powder was carried away by the wind before it hit the ground. "Yo..." There was a voice on the seventh old man.The wind was strong, shaking the wood on Seventh Old Man's head, it was nothing to do. "Si Lao, you kicked me with a piece of wood without telling me, this is no joke!" "Not afraid." Do you think Qi Lao is afraid that a log will hit him on the head?No, Qi Laoyuan was just joking there.The slump of the wood is not at the discretion of the wind energy.And even if there is something wrong, there is still time to hide.Qi Lao was so happy in his heart that he joked about it, not planning to pay for it later. The wind was too strong, and the elders had to rest.The four elders then sat on the wood, took out baby brand cigarettes, shielded their backs from the wind, and smoked with matches.The seventh old man was alone, hanging on the handle of the saw with his arms, trying to sag his body to pull the saw down a little, but there was another gust of wind. "Silao, come down and sit down." If the fourth elder jumps down, the seventh elder can talk to him about his wife and other matters, which is beneficial to the seventh elder.But disappointed. The four elders kept silent, they turned their backs to make a fire, and when the wind came they smoked, their eyes closed into a thread.Then he took a full throat.When the almond tofu eaten at the right time fills the throat, the smell of ginger flower returns to the mouth repeatedly.The fourth elder thought of one thing. "Qi Lao, you have a wedding that day, so it's important to treat me to a glass of wine!" "Four elders, you also—" "Let me treat you too. I just treated you to almond tofu! Stay a while, and let's make dumplings." "I said you were begging for a wife." "Mother, mother-in-law, the king of grinding people, after three years of grinding, the hair on the tip of the mouth grows!" The fourth elder recited the four-character formula, and the source of the four-character formula may be made by the lonely old man. Qi Lao had also heard someone read this song, but he didn't believe it, "There is no such thing." "Something like that," said the fourth elder. "Elder Seven, I think you'll lose your beauty in two years if you take your wife into the house." "There is no such thing." "Bao Zhunyou, you want to become a Thunder God!" Maybe it's not a bad thing to become a thunderbolt.The seventh elder thought to himself that your fourth elder would not be able to become Lei Gong even if he wanted to.He knew that the fourth elder was a little angry about this matter, so he said the words of becoming a thunderbolt, and he couldn't help but secretly thought it was funny. "Squeak, la..." Mu Mu pretended to be a little unsteady, and cried out again. The four elders jumped to the ground, and the two of them hooked their waists together to check the support pillars under the tree. "You move the prop." Seventh old man moved the small pillar as ordered, and beat it with a small hammer.The sound of the hammer hitting the wood surpasses the sound of a piece of wind, just like the drum of the wedding band surpasses the sound of other trumpets. Drumming is unavoidable when meeting relatives in the countryside, and Qilao's hammer hits particularly hard at this time. "Wow, wow, wow..." The four elders and the seventh elders lay on the ground together, and a big, boxy section of yellow pine pinned down the two of them like revenge.There was no time to walk, no time to shout, the two of them were bored by the sudden dullness.Thanks to the wind, the sound of the falling wood was blown to the ears of the gadget seller squatting outside the alley. Killed someone.The wind, being the mastermind, made the wood kill the two sawmen.The police had already had a large crowd of onlookers standing by the wooden post, and then squeezed in to restrain a few idlers to help move the stupid post.The seventh elder was probably holding his head up, and when the tree fell, it would be resting on his chest.Only one left thigh of the fourth elder suffered. one There were women reckoning their fortunes, children watching tricks, sucking their fingers. The seventh elder still held a hammer in his hand, while the fourth elder's cigarette fell aside and went out. When it was nearly dark that day, the wind did not stop, and there was no one in Pingba, the east entrance of Momo Lane, except for a big male dog, who lowered his head beside the wooden pillar, licking and sniffing the blood squeezed out of the mouth of Qi Lao. And tofu juice, the eighth day is the end of the day. Made in May 1927