Chapter 321: A Wounded Roe Deer

Chapter 33: Hei Mi Zhima's Childhood [Varu Alan (Mongolian)]

(1) An injured roe deer

At dusk, Papa Pei and a teacher came back with a behemoth. Mother Pei saw it from afar and said to me: Probably carried a jar of yellow bar, go and wash your father's silver wine jug!

(Bei Lizhu was only 6 years old at the time and was called "Xiaolan", in order to let netizens understand, it is better to use a screen name in the article.) I would like to make a special statement here. ）

The silver wine jug can hold three catties of wine, it is the shape of a phoenix, the spout is a phoenix, the body is a phoenix, and the lid is a phoenix tail. The whole silver wine jug is shiny silver, and the pattern on the body of the jug is a carved phoenix, and the lines are smooth, because it is not easy to wipe and becomes black and shiny. If you look closely, it looks like you're about to fly.

The pot was originally a pair, and the other one didn't know where it went. Because the part of the phoenix tail also has a curve like a bee's waist, only my little hands can reach into it and wash it.

Every time they washed it, they smacked out the rice wine in the jar and put it on, and poured the pots in both hands into the silver bowl one by one, and everyone began to drink, sing, and dance. The teachers of the whole school will have a big party, and the nearby villagers will also come to join in the fun.

On that day, Bei's father and his teacher went to a village called Lijiazui to deliver the national flag and team flag to the village primary school there, and held a flag-raising ceremony and the first batch of Young Pioneers joining the team. Instead of a jar of rice wine, they brought back a strange animal, apparently wounded, and immediately sent for someone to cross the river to call for the commune's barefoot doctor.

As soon as I heard that it was injured, I didn't dare to look at it, and secretly climbed into bed to sleep.

When I was woken up, it was not yet dawn. My father asked me to drink a small bowl of bright red blood.

The doctor was busy all night and finally said that the animal had lost too much blood and could not be cured. It was blood from the animal's heart, still hot, and the smell of blood filling the room.

I shook my head and didn't eat. My father said that I would set an example for my younger siblings, and that I would be strong after drinking.

Is it okay to add some sugar, my mother also came to coax me to eat. Watching the sugar melt, I drank it in one gulp, and I didn't dare to disobey my parents. The younger siblings refused to drink it, so my parents gave me the task of supervising their drinking, and went to work with the animal in the school cafeteria.

I asked what kind of animal it was, and my brother said it was a "roe deer".

When the sky was bright, my father asked me to bring a whole roe deer leg meat to the commune secretary, but I said that it was not yet dawn and I was afraid. Father said, "You won't be far away before it will be light."

I tried it and said: it's too heavy, the road is long, I don't want to go!

Dad said: Other teachers are embarrassed to send it, or you children should be better, obedient!

I was reluctant to hit the road. You must know that on the road, you have to carry a seven or eight pounds of blood-dripping roe deer legs, walk two kilometers, and cross a river in the middle, what a difficult task for a girl who is only 6 years old!