Chapter 2 second quarter

That happened last autumn, when the wheat harvest in the fields was finished, and community sacrifices were held in each ri to pray for the good harvest that God bestowed on us.In ordinary years, this kind of thing was presided over by the three elders, the head of the village, the Shan Jijiu, the Shan father and other dignified people, but that year the county court suddenly issued a document requiring the villages under the jurisdiction of each township to According to the pairing of the rich and the poor, we will jointly hold a grand meeting to pray for the gods of the society.Since our Fuguili and Leshouli where Zigong lives are adjacent, they were forcibly tied together by the county court.Our respected elders are very unhappy, but the county government documents say that this is the will of Chang'an, that it is a prosperous age, "the rich cannot be alone, and the poor cannot work alone." Take the path of peace.

The elders groaned, because it would surely cost them more money, but I was quite happy.I despise these elders very much. The reason why they become elders is that they are highly respected on the surface. In fact, they are not based on their wealth. They can be elected if they have money, and they will automatically resign if they have no money.This world is really ungrateful and ungrateful. Those gentlemen in the county school are yelling nonsense every day, such as "the country has no way, rich and noble, and shame". Li Kui and Shan Jijiu cherish money like their lives, are they worthy of their honorary titles?

No one dared to disobey the imperial edict, so the joint social festival started happily. After all, this is one of the rare days in a year when you can relax.On ordinary days, it is forbidden by the county government to gather together to kill pigs and cattle to eat and drink.Our family in Fugui raised 20,000 yuan and bought two cows, dozens of chickens, and several barrels of wine.As for the people in Leshouli, they only gathered dozens of buckets of millet and a few liters of salt, and they happily came to Xianhe Restoration.Naturally, the elders in our family looked down on them. My father even pinched his nose quickly when he saw them approaching, saying that he was afraid of being poor.He ordered the chefs in Lizhong to arrange all the people in Leshouli to sit on the left side of the social altar, and all the people in Fuguili to sit on the right side, separated by a barrier in the middle.When I heard him say that, I felt extremely uncomfortable. I wanted to find an opportunity to have a tryst with my son-in-law through today's meeting. Taking advantage of the chaos of traffic, it was not difficult to do so.It is very inconvenient for me to go to him usually, and he has a stubborn personality and never wants to come to me.What's more, what worries me the most is that he doesn't seem to be wronged and careful with me because I am the daughter of a rich family. No matter how I treat him, he always looks like he has nothing to do.Well, let me put it bluntly, I mean he probably doesn't love me.

Thinking of this, I am a little sad, but there is no way, who told me to love him?As soon as I saw him, I was out of my mind and out of my mind; when I didn't see him, I couldn't eat or sleep well.I suffer from torment every day, but he is at ease.Whenever my father goes to the county court, if I can sneak out, I will definitely not want to go elsewhere. I just want to bring him delicious food and drink.He was never polite, and every time he finished chewing, he would chuckle and say, "Aying, when I become a high-ranking official, I will pay you back a hundred times." I covered his mouth with my hand: "Who wants you to pay it back? What's mine is yours..."

He pulled my hand away and hugged me: "Do you believe that I can be a great official?" "How big is the official, is it as big as the county magistrate?" "What kind of a high official is a county magistrate?" He turned his head to the side and snorted disdainfully, "If you don't achieve two thousand shi, you will be a failure in this life!" Two thousand stones, what kind of concept is that, I just think he is crazy.But I don't care how crazy he is, I just like to see his appearance. When he said this, his appearance became more and more beautiful.His face was broad, his nose was straight, his teeth were white, his lips were sharp, and the short mustache under his lips especially drove me crazy.As for his stature, I haven't measured his height exactly, but according to my visual observation, he is about seven feet five inches, although not too tall, he is still taller than the other young people in them.There are a few young people among us who are bigger than him, but most of the stinky prisoners in Leshou are several inches shorter than him. I know it is because the food is too rough.Although Zigong is not very tall, he dances sword every day. His body looks very strong and his arms are thick.I often like to hang on his arm and let him easily put me on the chicken coop.I hugged his head, blowing the spring wind, my body was covered with lilac flowers like snow, and I felt an indescribable happiness in my heart.By the way, I was so happy that I forgot to mention the thing that made me blush last year.

After the chef and nurse arranged our seats, we began to sacrifice. We offered the bull's head under the big locust tree representing the commune, and bowed respectfully.After that, we started to share the rest of the beef.As usual, it is necessary to solicit candidates for meat division.The so-called solicitation is completely a hypocritical etiquette, but it is actually my father Le Wannian's right.Although Le Wannian's official position is not high, he has the most wealth. For several years, he has also served as the priest of Shanzhong. Even the three elders and the head of the village dare not compete with him.So as soon as Zhizhong, who presided over the sacrifice, said, my father stood up, shook his clothes, and prepared to go to the altar logically.Unexpectedly, something dramatic happened at this time, Zigong suddenly stood up and shouted: "I! I will." Then he sighed: "You husband! If I were to rule the world, it would be equally equal."

The air was immediately as quiet as a cemetery, and everyone could hear their breathing.But only for a short moment, the cemetery was flooded with laughter like a tide, and I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.I sneaked a glance at Zigong, but the damn man didn't change his face, and said loudly: "You farm slaves, you can't recognize who is an elder. Do you know how the elders and heroes in Hutan Township, Yangwu County treated him? Chen Ping's?" He was talking about Chen Ping when he was young. None of us know these old stories, and we need him to remind them.Then, another wave of ridicule drowned out his voice.My father was so angry that his face turned blue, and he shouted loudly: "Where did you come from, come on, someone, drive him out quickly, immediately!"

The two prison gates in our Fuguili immediately ran over, twisting Zigong's two arms and dragging them out.Although Zigong is also relatively strong, you must know that the prison gate in our Fuguili was specially hired from Changyi County. He has a big arm and a round waist. Zigong has no strength to resist at all. The two deep ravines were still pulled straight out.In such a grand banquet, there are so many delicious things, but Zigong has no good food.What a bother.Why do I like such a rascal, and why bother. I ate something restlessly, and the elders were all toasting, throwing pots, playing games.The poor ghosts in Leshouli also ate happily, their faces glowing, they would hit the ground with bricks from time to time, shouting to the sky, and singing some tunes that even the ghosts could not understand.I went to the kitchen to roll some meat in lotus leaves, and sneaked out through the back door.

This time it seemed to be a blessing in disguise. My son, who is usually everything to me, suddenly became very enthusiastic. He finished chewing the food, and hugged me in his arms indiscriminately. I couldn't breathe. The different smell of sweat on his body made me dizzy, I just wanted to put my whole body on him, in a daze I felt that he tore my skirt, in the smell of sweat, I felt like I was riding a cloud , as if about to fly.After I woke up, what I saw at a glance was the round urn mouth on the wall beside me. It was a broken urn mouth, firmly embedded in the wall.There are strands of white clouds floating in the wind in the blue sky, which can be clearly seen through the mouth of this urn. I am lying under the mouth of this urn, completely naked, covered by a herringbone-shaped bamboo mat whose edges resemble a mourning dress. My butt was pressed tightly, and Zigong was also lying naked beside me.God, I know what's going on here!

I hurriedly wrapped my clothes, my heart was pounding.After I got dressed, Zigong was still snoring loudly, his firm chest heaving and falling, I glanced at his belly, and immediately looked away, my face was hot.This is Zigong's house. His family is really poor. Only now did I know that there are really poor people in the world who use the broken urn as their window.I looked around and saw that apart from the rotten mat on the broken bed frame, there was only an oil lamp beside the bed, and a few stacks of bamboo slips, nothing else.I spread out the bamboo slips and saw that yes, I am familiar with this.I memorize it very well. Of course, Zigong not only memorizes it well, but also speaks it clearly and logically. Mr. Jiang Gong, the old gentleman of the county school, also praised him very much. This little Zhuzi’s memory is indeed extraordinary. Whether this is also a factor, I can't say for sure.

I put it down, and fiddled with other notebooks, and saw that there were also "Ziyi", "Fangji", "Shouji", etc., and there was a volume of "Guliang Chunqiu" that he had made many red marks.I looked back at him again, he hadn't woken up yet, the sunlight had already reached the mouth of the urn, I was a little anxious, if the festival was over, I would be in trouble, I had to go home quickly, if my father found out that I was not at home , Mother will be implicated. I stood up, walked out of the room, came to the uneven hall, and found that Zigong's father was squatting under the eaves and playing games by himself. Didn't he also participate in the communal festival?He turned his head to look at me, and immediately showed a respectful expression on his face: "Le Jun is walking in vain, coming to the humble house, it is really flourishing." Although the old cripple looks poor, his speech has always been so elegant. Yes, it was really hard for him.I saluted him with a blushing face, and ran out in a hurry, only then did I feel a dull pain between my legs.But my heart is happy instead.

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