In the dream, in the fog in the sky, the old man Zhang slowly walked toward Zhang Dachuang, wearing the gray and black Tang suit at the time of the coffin, the back is slightly hunchbacked, whiskers and hair white, eyes protruding, face green. When old man Zhang approached, flaccid pale neck, the red marks on the neck are particularly eye-catching.
"Father!" Zhang Dachuang heart shocked, want to move, but can not move.
Old man Zhang angrily opened his eyes, "Bastard boy! I've been gone for so many years and you still can't produce a son! I'm down here all day long being chanted by your grandfather and your milk. If you dare to make the old Zhang family extinct, we will definitely not spare you!
Zhang Dazhuang woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, and muttered, "Dad, is it possible to have a son just because you say so? And it is not a pinch of clay man, randomly can add a part or something, I .... and Cuihua have actually worked very hard!
The people of the eight villages in the ten miles know that the butcher Zhang Dachuang of the hat village, this year thirty-something, the family has only three maids. There is even a rumor in the village that the butcher Zhang Dachuang's family has been cursed, and in his generation, he can only give birth to girls, and cannot give birth to a son.
Zhang Dazhuang's grandfather is a butcher, Zhang Dazhuang's father Zhang old man is also a butcher. In fact, it's a good idea to change your job and stop killing pigs when you're in your current generation.
However, everything has a cause and effect. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
At that time, there were many people in the village who went to work in the city. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley. The first time I saw this, I heard that my son did not come back, and I heard that he went abroad to join the family of a girl.
Listening to Dabao's description of the working life and all the strange stories, Zhang Dazhuang and the other young men are also eager to go to the open world.
Zhang Dazhuang his mother but anxious, suffered a lot of crime to give birth to a son, if Dazhuang accidentally hooked by other vixens, but also to other people into the son-in-law of the door, how is good? The first time I thought of this, I refused to agree to let Zhang Dazhuang go to work.
"Dazhuang ah, you just honestly stay at home. In the next two years, your father and I will arrange a daughter-in-law for you, whoever you like, just let us know." Zhang Da Niang begged her son.
In the end, Zhang Dazhuang didn't make it, and inherited his father's butcher's stand and the handicraft of killing pigs. Zhang Dazhuang people as his name, people strong like a calf, is a piece of good material to kill pigs.
Zhang Dazhuang can never forget the first experience of killing a pig.
That winter, Zhang Dazhuang followed the old man Zhang to buy the neighbor Liu Damian's family pig. They came to the pigsty early in the morning, and saw that the two hundred pounds of meat pig belly round, at a glance, we know that it is Liu Da Niang in order to increase the weight of the pig, more money to sell, early to feed the pig.
And the fat pig does not know is their own broken day, looking at the feed than the usual sumptuous, big chunks of food, the stomach to support the boss, after eating on the ground straight grunt.
Maybe it is the old man Zhang's body is too heavy killing, when see the old man Zhang's approach, the fat pig only from the ground covered with hay to climb up, to the corner of the pig pen retreat, wailing howling, eyes show despair.
I heard that the pig was going to be killed, and soon there were a lot of townspeople gathered around the pigpen to watch the fun, and the children were also rejoicing at the edge, excited.
Old man Zhang wearing a pair of rainboots, holding a sharp and incomparable hook, accurately hooked the pig's gills, the pig wailed in pain, the pig instinctively want to retreat, but this way, the hooked gills the more pain. Despite its reluctance, the pig ended up obediently following old man Zhang out.
Seeing the pig hooked, Zhang Dachuang both sides of the gills also followed the shaking.
Everyone followed behind old man Zhang and walked towards the yard of Zhang Dajiang's house. The yard of Dazhuang on the large green stone, has been supported up a solid wooden board, that is the old man Zhang killed the pig to share the meat with the table.
Several people seven hands and feet, even lifting and dragging the pig on the table, tightly pressed, the pig's head suspended in front of the table, the old man Zhang water to the neck of the pig rinse clean, so as not to dust and dirt dirty pig blood.
"Strong his mother, is the water boiling?"
"His father, the water is already boiling." Zhang Daniang answered. She also brought out a pot of water from the house, sprinkled a handful of salt into the water and placed it on the ground under the pig's neck to catch the pig's blood.
"Dazhuang, take my guy-thing and come here." Zhang Dazhuang hurriedly walked up and was about to hand the pig-killing knife in his hand to Old Man Zhang.
"No need to give it to me, you will stab this one." Old man Zhang pointed to a certain location on the pig's neck, his face serious.
The pig was still making a dying struggle at this point, and Old Man Zhang's hook was still on the pig's cheeks, and the pig's howls of misery were endless, and mouth foam flowed out from the corners of the pig's mouth. The people pressing the pig were also tired and grimacing, their foreheads sweating, and they couldn't wait to end the pig right away.
"Me, me?" Zhang Dazhuang only felt his legs and stomach go weak, not paying attention, Zhang Dazhuang was kicked by the struggling pig's feet, stumbled, and almost fell to the ground, the small children on the sidelines laughed coaxingly.
"Come on, Da Zhuang, you're not a wimp, are you?" Someone who could hardly hold on any longer used the agitation method.
Zhang Dazhuang was only seventeen or eighteen years old at the time, and although his body was strong, he was still a bit childish. Being made fun of, his childish, untouched little face, suffocated red.
Snubbed, his neck a stalk, the hands of the ruler long pig knife to the pig body a stab, it is the old man Zhang pointed to the position, Zhang Dazhuang feel giggling, the tip of the knife through the flesh, and then heard the pig pain howl.
"Draw the knife!" Old man Zhang gave an order, before Zhang Dachuang was busy pulling the knife out.
White knife in, red knife out. The ebony blood gurgled outward as the knife was drawn away, splattering Zhang Dachuang's hand with blood, most of which flowed into the basin on the ground. And the pig's wound, bright red flesh and skin turned up, the appearance is very gruesome.
The pig is still twitching, four legs are still stirring, we can not have a little slack. After a few minutes, the pig stopped struggling.
The whole process, a few timid children scared back a few steps. Some people are watching with great interest, and there are also adults who cover their children's eyes.
Zhang Dazhuang's action earned a cheer from old man Zhang. "Good job, worthy of being my old man Zhang's seed!"
In the past, Old Man Zhang had said that how good a butcher's kung fu is depends on whether he can stab at the vital parts.
Zhang Dazhuang completed the first stab of his life under the guidance of Old Man Zhang.
From then on, the number of times to kill the pig, Zhang Dazhuang's courage has gradually grown up, and the knife is more and more accurate, a knife cut straight to the vitals, without blinking an eye.
Later, he also learned how to quickly scrape the hair, pick the bones, split the meat, followed by the old man Zhang dry up to kill pigs and sell meat camp, at first a deputy, slowly began to stand alone.
Zhang Dazhuang twenty-one years old, married a neighboring village called Cuihua girl.
Cuihua is also Zhang Dazhuang's alumni, she went out to work for a few years, was called back by his parents matchmaking. The two quickly became acquainted with each other, seeing that they were classmates.
At that time, Zhang Dachuang body strong, a little clean up, but also do not feel belong to the butcher's hostility, thick eyebrows and eyes, look quite spiritual, and Cuihua has been out of the house, the temperament of the body is an ordinary village girl can not be compared.
One by one, two by two, the two people soon look on the eye. The two sides of the adults were happy, and they hurriedly organized a banquet for them.
Soon after the wedding, Cuihua was pregnant, and at the end of the year, she gave birth to a daughter.
The next year, and then again, the birth of a daughter.
After two years, Cuihua once again had a vomiting reaction, she learned smart, first of all, do not make a sound, want to go to the hospital when the time to check, is a daughter quietly aborted. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
The good news is that the bad news is spreading, and the gossip is spreading in the village.
Hao'er village has a respected old man said, in fact, to do the butcher also has to pay attention to, that is, must be a generation away from the old job, or will create retribution!
When these words reached the ears of the old man Zhang, he lit up the dry tobacco bag, inhaled a few mouthfuls, sat on the yard of the large green stone, a night without saying a word.
The next morning, Zhang Daniang made breakfast, but could not find the old man Zhang, and finally searched the old house, found the old man hanging Zhang, Zhang was put down, the face of the green, the body has been completely hard through.
Zhang Danniang was shocked, suffered a stroke, and was paralyzed. Zhang Dachuang was busy selling meat, Cuihua for the care of two half-grown children, but also tired enough, Zhang Daniang did not receive good care, the next year also left.
Zhang Dachuang a few years to send away both parents, as if all of a sudden a few years old. The family has an old man, such as a treasure. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was so happy to see that I was able to get to know him.
Cuihua later got pregnant again, thinking that they have given birth to so many daughters, this time the turn of the wheel is also the turn of the son, but the sky does not meet the wishes of the people, the birth of another is not put, Cuihua gas, fainted.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was so happy to see you.
Zhang Dazhuang anxious into a hot pot on the ants, but there is nothing to do.
Zhang Dazhuang was dad a dream, so he had to put the son of this matter back on the agenda.
I heard that there is a clan's ancestral tomb that is very spiritual. The man was a big official in the Qing Dynasty, and he had five sons. As long as the Qingming Festival to go to the grave to pay homage, come back to the same room, pregnant and gave birth to a son must be. Only, after the birth of a son, the next year Qingming must kill a big rooster to return the wish.
Soon after is the Ching Ming Festival, Zhang Dachuang's pork stall closed for a day, bring water and dry food, and a few townspeople together to sweep the clan's tomb.
The road up the mountain was difficult, full of dense forests and thorns, and by noon, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep under a eucalyptus tree.
In his dream, an old man with a long whip and gray hair told Zhang Dachuang that if he wanted to have a son, he had to rest for three years. And every day to burn incense and kowtow, worship butcher ancestor "Zhenwu Da Di", in addition, but also to donate money to build bridges and pave the way, more good deeds.
The Buddhist scriptures say: "Between heaven and earth, a by the sin and blessing, people do good and evil, like a shadow." These three years, must not take the killing knife, so as not to add to the sins. If you can do it, quasi can have a son, but also a lifetime is two.
Zhang Dazhuang woke up, believe in the truth, sweep the tomb back, really stopped, no longer take the pig knife. The first time I saw this, I was able to get the money to pay for it, and I was able to get the money to pay for it.
It's strange, half a year later, Cuihua really pregnant, born out of a pair of twin sons. By this time their eldest daughter was already fifteen or sixteen years old. The two were overjoyed, and the next year immediately killed a large rooster to return the wish on the clan's grave.
Only, there are five children in the family, and the overgrowth came to find his family fines. In previous years, his family was all daughters, the village cadres embarrassed to find Zhang Dazhuang's trouble, and now the son also has, the fine will be less.
In this way, Zhang Dazhuang no income, the family became stretched to the limit. Well, just the agreement is to suspend business for three years, Zhang Dachuang went to work as a plasterer, desperately trying to make money, there is no money to buy meat, night to go to the river electric fish, catching frogs, playing teeth.
Zhang Dachuang has a sister mixed well, often circumscribed their lives. The first time I saw this, I was able to get through it, and I was able to get through it with the help of my sister.
The eldest daughter was eighteen years old when she went to work, she entered an electronics factory, but also a well-behaved and clever child, issued a salary on time to send home, Zhang Dazhuang slightly comforted.
But he thought, in the end, it is a loss of money, in a few years is not the same to marry, or to count on the son.
When Zhang Daqiang was in his sixties, he was no longer a butcher.
The two sons had already started their own families and established their own businesses, and he and his wife Cuihua were living in the old house.
That night, after dinner, Zhang Daniang bowl did not wash on the door, she recently went to the village every night to dance in the small square, and recently learned a new dance steps, more excited. Looking at the back of his old partner bursting back into life, Zhang Dachuang sighed and began to slowly clean up the dishes.
Not to mention, since the daughter-in-law began to dance, the spirit of a lot of these years, it is really difficult for her, for their own birth of a lot of children. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was able to get to know the people who were in the middle of it.
Zhang Dazhuang poured the food juice on the leftovers, with a small bucket, carry to the orchard to feed the dog. The early fall of the day dark especially fast, only more than seven o'clock in the evening, the sky has slowly darkened down, the orchard is not far away, after a section of the road, and then walk a field on the road.
The orchard has chickens, and a pool of turtle, so the cement brick wall is more than a meter high, leaving only a small door for people to enter and exit, inside the building of a small house, chained an old dog to watch the door.
The dog was raised by him more than ten years ago, has been old, the hair on the body also fell a lot, messy, like the strong grass scraped by the gale, the eyes are a little lax, but the killing spirit is still there.
As soon as he saw Zhang Dazhuang, the dog changed from a lying position to standing, spitting out his tongue, showing the mouth of the miserable white dog teeth, especially conspicuous in the dim night. The old dog wagged its tail with a docile look, and as it moved, the thick iron chain on the dog dragged on the muddy ground, emitting the sound of metal rubbing against the floor.
Zhang Dachuang poured the small bucket of rice on the stainless steel bowl in front of the dog, watched the dog eat for a while, and then walked back. He was watching the dog turn from a pup into a big dog, and then pale day by day.
Seeing the old dog, he evoked memories of his dead dad full of memories.
Father, I have a son, and I will go down to accompany my father in the future.
Suddenly, someone shouted the name of old man Zhang, saying that Cuihua fainted during the dance, and old man Zhang's heart couldn't help but thump.
Everyone helped to send Cuihua to the hospital, she has not been able to, said myocardial infarction sudden.
As soon as his partner left, Zhang Dazhuang lived alone, his mood was getting worse, his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his daily life was a bit difficult. In the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Dazhuang has two children, there is no need to worry.
But the truth is, Zhang Dazhuang became a life difficult to take care of the old man, no one asked. The only thing you can do is to live alone in the old house. The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing and how you are doing it.
Later, the village committee coordinated the temporary care of the nearest oldest son.
In the beginning, the eldest son and daughter-in-law did their best to take care of the old man. However, as time goes by, the daughter-in-law can't stand it anymore. She felt that Zhang Dazhuang has two sons, why should they be the only family to support the elderly. So she discussed with her husband to send Zhang Dachuang to his younger son's home.
The youngest daughter-in-law is a powerful role, the home of the house is not enough reason to refuse to support, the youngest son is a wife, dare not say a word.
It's true that the old saying goes, "One son is a son, two sons are half a son." In the village, the two brothers sent Zhang Dazhuang to his sister's house in the neighboring village.
The eldest daughter of the Zhang Dazhuang care is very dedicated. But the thought of the eldest daughter of these years is not very good health, they have a difficult time. Zhang Dazhuang can not bear to, had to trembling column with the abduction, back to their own old house.
The old man's appearance, which has the original killing of pigs of the heroic.
A cold winter night, Zhang Dazhuang dying, think of their two unfilial son, can not help but old tears.
The son, sometimes, there is also equal to nothing. In order to a name hard work for a lifetime, in the end or an empty ah!
"Zhang Dachuang, wake up! Why are you leaning on the tree and falling asleep? You don't want a son, go, sweep the grave!"
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Langya order 30: dream