Chapter 3 The bell rings in the mountains, and the merchant comes

A bird chirped and flew up from among the branches, and a few green leaves fell from the tree. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Why do you always hit tree branches? I'm so angry! ”

A boy in a cardigan shouted. His name is Erhuzi, and he is the second son of Liu Ergang.

Liu Erpole is the most powerful hunter in the village, and he always carries two shotguns on his back when he goes up the mountain, because the people in the village do not have the kind of guns of the army that shoot bullets, and they all use old earth guns, and they have to fill the guns after a shot. And carrying two guns can finish a gun, and picking up and putting a gun will save the time of adding medicine, so it is called Liu Erpole by everyone.

"Xiaoshan won't let him shoot birds! Your mother too, how fragrant the bird is cooked. ”

It was Ga Douzi who spoke, that is, the partner who was saved from the wolf's mouth by Huo Xiaoshan. This child is in response to the name given by the adults, and the two little black eyes are like two little beans, and people naturally look angry.

"Hehe, anyway, if my mother doesn't let me fight, then I won't fight." Huo Xiaoshan sneered.

Just now, the three children ran into the forest at noon because Erhuzi wanted to compete with Huo Xiaoshan to see whose slingshot was accurate, and Ga Douzi was a witness.

Erhuzi proposed to shoot the birds in the forest, although Huo Xiaoshan was naughty, he listened to his mother's words and refused to shoot birds, so Erhuzi hit birds, and Huo Xiaoshan hit the branches of trees where the birds were standing. Both of them let go of the stone in their hands in the whispered "one, two, three" of Gadouzi, Huo Xiaoshan always took a step ahead of the second tiger, and shot the branch where the bird was standing, so the bird flew up, so he shot ten times, and the second tiger did not hit a bird, both admiring Huo Xiaoshan's slingshot was more accurate than him, and he couldn't help but block the air bag and vomit Huo Xiaoshan.

"Stop making noise, it looks like a bell is ringing." Huo Xiaoshan pointed to the only mountain road that could enter the village.

A few children immediately quieted down and listened attentively, and in the midst of the pine waves, there was a faint jingling bell.

"It's the merchant Li who is coming!" The children cheered and ran to the place where the bell rang.

The path winds through the woods, and the morning sun casts dappled shadows on the path.

The children scrambled to run towards the post, Huo Xiaoshan always ran first as usual, followed by Erhuzi, and finally Ga Bean, who had short legs.

The hill was not short, and when they reached the hill, several children panted and looked down at the trunk of the tree thicker than their waist.

The trees at the foot of the hill were not so dense, and in the sparse middle of the road was crooked, and three men were driving three mules and horses to the hill, and the children knew that it was the merchant Li and his two sons.

Due to the remote location of this village, the mountains are covered with heavy snow in winter, and no one will come in or out unless something big happens.

Only in the summer, a merchant surnamed Li would come in the summer and bring them the daily necessities such as salt, cloth, etc., and then buy away the medicinal herbs collected by the villagers in the mountains, the animal skins obtained by the hunters after hunting animals, and the dried mushrooms, fungus, monkey heads, and so on picked up by the women on the mountains.

It turned out that this merchant Li also came to this village every year, but something happened in the summer of one year, and in the summer of that year, Li Lang went into the mountains and met the robbing beard and was rescued by Huo Yuan and Liu Erpole who were passing by, so the merchant Li and Huo Yuan and Liu Erpole became a lifelong friendship.

In order to facilitate the daily life of the village, Li Cai, a merchant, has to come once a year, sometimes twice. Since he came to this village not for the purpose of making money, the merchant Li bought things in the village at a fair price, so he did the villagers a favor.

In fact, it was not a common thing for Li Lang to be robbed by a beard that time.

This starts with the beard of the Northeast.

The beard spoken of in the Northeast also means bandit, bandit or robber.

Since the beard is all villains, of course, they rob or kidnap for money.

Most of the beards in the Northeast still have some taste of robbing the rich and helping the poor, not only because most of the beards are born poor, but also because the beard is money, and the poor do not have any money.

Of course, there are a few beards that plague the people, and this kind of beard is called rat by the common people, and the beard that the merchant Li encountered that time is the so-called rat.

Vendors like Li Shanglang are not uncommon in the mountainous areas of Northeast China, and they have their own rules.

There are no too valuable things in the mountain goods they purchased, so as not to arouse the greed of the beard, (for example, the mallet (old mountain ginseng) that has grown into shape is absolutely not accepted), and the medicinal materials they buy such as astragalus mountain goods such as mushrooms and fungus, these are not things that the beard is worried about, and it is useless to snatch the beard, and he will not grab a bunch of medicinal materials and prescribe medicine for himself.

There is no beard near the mountain village where Huo Xiaoshan lives, the reason is very simple, there are no people within a radius of 100 miles from this mountain village, and there is only such a small village with less than 100 households, all of which are poor people who go up to the mountains to collect medicine or hunt.

The beard can't grab money, so naturally he won't set up his nest in this place where there is no village in front of the village and no store in the back.

At that time, there were only five people in the gang of "rat shit", they had a conflict with other beards and were rushed to this place, and bumped into the merchant Li and the younger brother of the merchant Li who entered the mountain, in fact, if they were just to grab some food from the merchant Li, it must have been served with both hands, but these five beards not only robbed the food, but also killed the mule that the merchant Li pulled the goods, and the younger brother of the merchant Li did not let him, so the conflict began, and as a result, the beard was killed, and the younger brother of the merchant Li was also killed.

Just when Hu Zi was about to kill the merchant Li, he was touched by Huo Yuan and Liu Erpole who were passing by here, first one was killed by Liu Erpole with the shotgun, and the rest were hacked to death by Huo Yuan with a firewood knife. Thus was the friendship between the three men, although they did not care that the relationship was called friendship.

Huo Yuan is practicing Bajiquan, this Bajiquan is a short boxing method, known for its fierceness and fierceness, in modern Chinese martial arts, known as "Wen has Taiji to calm the world, Wu has Baji to set the Qiankun said", and Huo Yuan is a disciple of Bajiquan, the skill is by no means comparable to ordinary people, and served in the Northern Expeditionary Army, killing a few small thieves is really a small test, but it is the first time to show it in front of Liu Erzhu, which really surprised Liu Erzhuan, only to know that the good man is not only in the Northeast.

The gong in the village sounded again, and it was the old man with a lame leg.

The old man didn't beat the gong very quickly, and the people in the village knew that it was the merchant Li who came.

The gong will be struck only when there is a big event in the village, like the last time the wolf entered the village, the gong sounded very urgently, and the arrival of the merchant Li was also a big event for the village, which had basically no contact with the outside world, but it was not urgent, so the gong played the role of notification, like the rallying cry in the army.

The small mountain village, where it is rare to see a few figures during the day, is lively, and the big girls, little daughters-in-law, old ladies and children of all families all walk towards Huo Xiaoshan's house.

Huo Xiaoshan's home is at the back of the village, and if you walk up a slow slope of seven or eight hundred meters, there is an endless mountain forest, and the mountain is not very high, but it is endless.

The Huo family has a row of main houses and a row of side houses, and the house is not the largest in the village, but the yard is undoubtedly the largest. Every time the merchant Li came to the village, he stopped here.

Every time the merchant Li comes here, he will bring the things that the people in the village asked for in the last time, and then pull a list of the things that the people in the village want, so that they can be brought over next time.

During the day, most of the men were not at home, and they all went up to the mountains to collect medicine or hunt.

The merchant Li Zheng and his two sons unloaded the goods brought by the car, Song Zijun helped Zhang Luo on the side, and children as big as Huo Xiaoshan pointed around the goods of the merchant Li.

In fact, those things are nothing more than needles, threads, brains, small mirrors, wooden combs and the like for women, as well as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pots and pans, and of course, axes, saws, knives, hammers and the like that men want.

The rubber on the slingshot that Huo Xiaoshan is using now was also specially brought to him by the merchant Li a few years ago.

After unloading the goods, the merchant Li was busy distributing what they wanted to each family, chattering, noisy and shouting, Song Zijun took the account book of the merchant Li to help keep the accounts, these accounts had to wait for the men who went up the mountain to come back and take the medicinal materials and mountain goods at home and then eliminate them.

Before I knew it, the afternoon had passed like this, and it was already the time to hold the lights

Kerosene lamps were lit in every house, women fiddled with small mirrors brought by the merchant Li in the faint light, and men selected the mountain goods to be sold to the merchant Li tomorrow.

Compared with the dim kerosene lamps of other houses, Huo Xiaoshan's house was much brighter, and it turned out that the merchant Li lit the foreign wax specially brought to the Huo family.

A circle of people was sitting around the table for dinner. Huo Yuan, Liu Erzhuan and the merchant Li were already in a bowl of wine, glowing red under the candlelight. Huo Xiaoshan and the two sons of the merchant Li were gnawing on the bones in their hands.

"Two brothers, they are still so free in the mountains, but they don't know that there is a big event outside the mountain!" Merchant Li said with a serious face.

"Big deal?" Huo Yuan and Liu Erpole are both one pole. "What's the big deal?"

"The Japanese devils have taken possession of Mukden!" The merchant Li said, "It's not just Fengtian, but now I hear that Anshan, Fushun, and Goubangzi have all been occupied." He added.

"Huh?!" Huo Yuan and Liu Erpole were shocked when they heard this.

"Then where did the Japanese devils come from?" Liu Erpole is an authentic mountain person, unlike Huo Yuan who moved from outside the mountain, and his knowledge must be limited.

"It looks like he's coming from the sea. According to the people who fled from Mukden, the Japanese were so fierce that they burned wherever they hit, killed men when they saw them, took off their pants when they saw women, and stole their mother's livestock. Merchant Li said indignantly.

"What does the Northeast Army do to eat, and the guns in their hands are all burning sticks?!" Huo Yuan said angrily.

"Don't mention the Northeast Army, when the Japanese came over, they didn't even let go of their guns, they ran back when they lost their heads, and the guns were thrown together, as if the officials above didn't let them return the guns and let them die." The merchant Li became more and more resentful.

"Bastard!" Huo Yuan was furious, slapped on the table and stood up, but when he heard the "bang", the plates and bowls on the table only trembled slightly, but a crack appeared on the inch-thick red pine tabletop.

Everyone was shocked, Huo Xiaoshan looked at his father in a daze, his mind was blank, he had never seen his father have such a big fire, and the table with that slap was cracked.

"Brother Yuan, you dissipate your anger, don't scare the child." Song Zijun, who came back to his senses, gently tugged at Huo Yuan's sleeve.

Huo Yuan snorted heavily, and the heaving of his chest slowly eased.

"You said that this Japanese devil should be far away from us, he beat us Fengtian Gaha, will it also hit us?" Liu Erpole asked.

"This Japan is not trying to fight our Fengtian because of the coal, wood, and steel of our three eastern provinces."

This was Song Zijun's answer.

Song Zijun came from a large family in Jinling, and went to a Western-style school, although he has lived in the mountains for more than ten years, he naturally knows more than ordinary people.

"Japan is an island country in the sea east of China. Their country is small, but they claim to be the Yamato nation, advocating force, and they fought with us Chinese during the Ming Dynasty, but at that time it was only limited to the southeast coast, and it was called Wu Kou at that time. They burned, killed, plundered and did everything, and later it was a hero named Qi Jiguang who came out of our China to lead the soldiers to drive them back to the sea. ”

Song Zijun said slowly, glanced at the people who were listening to her, and looked at Huo Yuan, who was still angry, but she held back one thing from the history books in her heart: that is, the Japanese were extremely cruel, not to mention burning, killing and plundering, and even used boiling water to pour the newborn Chinese baby to listen to the cry for fun.

"Daddy! Mother! I'm going to kill the widows and fight the devils! Huo Xiaoshan's immature voice sounded.

"Good boy, when the time comes, let's kill the widows together! Fight devils! ”

Liu Erzhuan's loud voice was raised, he always hunted in the mountains and forests, and encountered many dangers, which was a character who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

"Don't say that you don't have ambition, this forest is our one-third of an acre, and we are still afraid that they will not succeed at our doorstep?! Come, drink. He shouted.

"Yes, drink!" With a "bang", the three coarse porcelain bowls collided together

Dead.

The merchant Li and his two sons slept in the wing room, naturally it was Song Zijun who burned the kang and hot water for washing his feet.

When Song Zijun returned to the house, under the bright candlelight, Huo Yuan was already snoring on the kang, and Huo Xiaoshan was lying on his back beside his father.

Song Zijun took off his coat and was about to fall asleep, but he remembered something, climbed into the cabinet by the kang and groped for a while, and took out a thing, but it was a flute.

Under the flickering candlelight, Song Zijun gently rubbed the bamboo flute with her hands, which was one of the few objects she brought from her mother's house after she eloped with Huo Yuan to the northeast.

She sat cross-legged next to her son, and the flute sounded, but it was a song "Su Wu Shepherd".

In the quiet night of the vast mountains, the sound of the flute spread far away, like flowing water, or whimpering or high-spirited, and the touching lyrics accompanied by the sound of the flute rippled in Song Zijun's heart:

Su Wu Liuhu Festival is not disgraced,

Snow and ice, endure for 19 years.

Thirsty for snow, hungry for felt, shepherding sheep on the north seaside.

With Han Sheji in mind, the fall has not yet been returned.

After all the difficulties, the heart is as hard as iron.

When I sit on the plug at night, I listen to the sound of the flute in my ears and mourn sadly.

The white-haired lady, looking forward to her return, with red makeup and empty clothes.

The three watches dream together, who dreams in the two places......

After blowing the song, Song Zijun sighed softly, and was about to fall asleep, but when he turned around, he saw Huo Xiaoshan sitting on the kang and looking at him with bright eyes.

"Mother woke you up," Song Zijun said.

"What is my mother blowing?" Huo Xiaoshan asked.

"Does it sound good?"

"Well, that's good."

"Lie down, my mother will tell you in the quilt" Song Zijun blew out the foreign wax that was about to burn to the end, and lay down, but Huo Xiaoshan squeaked and got into Song Zijun's quilt.

"How old are you, and you're still cheap?" Song Zijun said in his mouth, but instead hugged Huo Xiaoshan into his arms.

The night was getting darker and deeper, the whole mountain village was already asleep, and Song Zijun's quiet voice came from the grass hut

This song is called "Su Wu Shepherd", it is about the Han Dynasty when there was a person named Su Wu to the Xiongnu envoy, was detained, stayed there for 19 years, the head of the Xiongnu let him surrender he refused, with a lot of methods can not work, and finally let him go to the North Sea to herd sheep, said when the ram gave birth to a lamb let him go home. Su Wu's mother wears very formal clothes every day, looking forward to her son's return at home. ”

"How can a ram give birth to a lamb, then the Huns are really bad!"

"Yes, but no matter how much Su Wu suffers and does not surrender, this is called the festival, the festival of the qi that we Chinese talk about."