Chapter 603: A village has no more than a hundred households

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 After the black thing came out, it fiercely pounced at us. As it pounced, the old man quickly yelled, "Black gun!"

Following the old man's scolding, the black thing made a heying sound and walked towards him with its tail between its legs.

That was a big black dog that wanted to bite us just now. This dog is the kind of dog that can really bite people. Because it didn’t bark when it saw us, but sneaked up to us.

If you want to wait for an opportunity to bite us, this is what the old saying goes, a dog that bites doesn't bark.

"Sorry, I scared you!" the old man said with an embarrassed look.

Fatty Wu said, "It's okay, it's okay! Uncle, your dog is so powerful, it doesn't even bark."

The old man laughed and said, "That's right. My dog, I have killed a human trafficker before. That guy came to our village to steal a child and was bitten to the ground by my dog. I killed the trafficker at that time."

Already." ??

After a few words, we found that the old man was very enthusiastic and soon started chatting with us. From the chat, we learned that the old man had been a soldier and had been on the battlefield, so he had a sense of righteousness. He asked us who we were.

No, what does it have to do with Chen Wei? As he was talking, he even sighed and felt that it was a pity that Chen Wei died. He said that it took many years for this village to have such an official. Who knew that this would happen?

As he spoke, the old man wiped away his tears.

It can be seen that the death of Chen Wei, the child they watched grow up, is indeed very distressing. Although I don’t know Chen Wei, I have seen his horoscopes and he was a very good-tempered person in all aspects.

It's good, so the reputation in the village will definitely not be bad, and the old man's reaction is also within common sense.

Seeing the old man's sad look, I couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, are you the only one in your family?"

When I was asking questions, I looked up at the old man's house again. His house was quite big and seemed like it could accommodate a lot of people.

The old man stared at me, exhaled a puff of thick smoke, and said with emotion, "They have all gone out to work. I have three sons. The younger one fell ill a few years ago and died. The one whose grave was digged yesterday

That is my youngest son. My other two sons are married, but they are usually outside. They say that the education outside is good, and if you take your children to study, they will have a bright future. I don’t understand their theories, so just go.

Just go home and celebrate the New Year."

It can be seen that the uncle really wants his home to be as lively and lively as other people’s homes, but he is helpless...

Sometimes young people don't understand the old people. The old people have worked hard to raise their children all their lives and put all their efforts into their children. But after the children get married, some of the children completely become the wife's, regardless of the wife.

He will listen to whatever is said. In fact, parents do not expect their children to listen to them as they did when they were young. They just hope to see their children more, take care of their grandchildren more, and have more people to accompany them.

Of course, at this time, some people may say that the elderly are not willing to go to the city to take care of their children, and it is not that they are unwilling to accompany them. In fact, such people often do not think from the perspective of the elderly. As the saying goes, the tree is thousands of feet high.

, the fallen leaves return to their roots.

When I reach this age, no matter where I go, I always make memories.
You will understand what the place where you have lived all your life means to you. You will also understand the meaning of the saying that the soil is mixed with fragrance.

Therefore, when young people are making money, they must not forget that there is someone at home who always cares about you.

Of course, back to the topic, I was also inspired by seeing the lonely old man. Following the uncle's topic, I asked, "Uncle, there is something I want to ask you, that is, why are there so many people living in your village?"

Are they together? I see some people who are forty or fifty years old and don't separate from each other. Is this a custom in the village? Or is it a rule passed down from our ancestors?"

When the uncle heard my question, he laughed and said, "Well, this starts from an experience in our village many years ago. It is said that many years ago, there were not many families in our village. Later, it lasted for several generations.

After that, the number of people gradually increased, and our village went from a few households to dozens of households. But when we reached 100 households, bad things began to happen in the village, and people in the village were infected with the plague one after another.

, more than half of the people died in one time. After the plague, everyone’s life returned to calm again, and the population gradually recovered!”

"After a long time, the number of people in the village became more and more, and the number of households once again increased to more than 100. This time, it suddenly rained heavily for nine days and nine nights. At that time, it was the harvest of the year.

In this way, it was taken away by natural disasters. Unlike now, people at that time could spend money to buy food if they had no food. At that time, people lived on food, so many people starved to death later. At this time,

An old beggar came to the village. After the old beggar came to the village, he went directly to the village chief's house and told the village chief that he had a way to solve the problems in the village."

"At that time, who would believe what a beggar said? He would drive the beggar away without even thinking about it. But the beggar said that if it was not solved, there would be disasters in the future when the village grew bigger. He also asked the village chief meaningfully,

This disaster is not the first time, right? The beggar’s accent is not local, but seems to have drifted from the north. In those days, there were cars and planes, and you had to walk to get there. A beggar

When you come here, you must not know what happened in the village before. When the village chief heard it, he asked the beggar half-heartedly how to solve the problem, and the beggar asked the village chief for nine steamed buns, nine kilograms of pig head meat, and nine bowls of rice."

"The village chief gave it to him. After he finished eating, he performed rituals in the village for seven days and seven nights. It was only after seeing the old beggar performing rituals that everyone was convinced that the old beggar was a capable person. Because during those days

He invited wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and everyone was a feast for the eyes. After the ritual was completed, he told the village chief that from now on, the number of households in the village could not exceed ninety-nine households, and could only be ninety-nine at most. When it reached one hundred households, the village would definitely

Something big has happened. After receiving his words, the village made a rule that no more than ninety-nine households can be housed, no matter how large the population is."

"In this way, the number of households in the village no longer exceeds one hundred. It is strange to say that after the number of households in the village did not exceed one hundred, there were no disasters. Not only the weather was good every year, but the children born were all handsome boys and girls.

After that, no one dared to disobey this rule, and those with a larger population would build bigger houses. When there were fewer residents, or there were no more people in the house, everyone would separate by drawing lots, and who would be ranked first?

If we have a family, we will separate and live with each other."

"So, there are a total of ninety-nine households in the village now?" Fatty Wu looked at the old man and asked. After the black thing came out, it fiercely pounced on the two of us. As soon as it pounced, the old man hurriedly

He yelled "Black gun!"

Following the old man's scolding, the black thing made a heying sound and walked towards him with its tail between its legs.

That was a big black dog that wanted to bite us just now. This dog is the kind of dog that can really bite people. Because it didn’t bark when it saw us, but sneaked up to us.

If you want to wait for an opportunity to bite us, this is what the old saying goes, a dog that bites doesn't bark.

"Sorry, I scared you!" the old man said with an embarrassed look.

Fatty Wu said, "It's okay, it's okay! Uncle, your dog is so powerful, it doesn't even bark."

The old man chuckled and said, "That's right. My dog, I have killed a human trafficker before. That guy came to our village to steal a child and was bitten to the ground by my dog. I killed the trafficker at that time."

Already."

After a few words, we found that the old man was very enthusiastic and soon started chatting with us. From the chat, we learned that the old man had been a soldier and had been on the battlefield, so he had a sense of righteousness. He asked us who we were.

No, what does it have to do with Chen Wei? As he was talking, he even sighed and felt that it was a pity that Chen Wei died. He said that it took many years for this village to have such an official. Who knew that this would happen?

As he spoke, the old man wiped away his tears.

It can be seen that the death of Chen Wei, the child they watched grow up, is indeed very distressing. Although I don’t know Chen Wei, I have seen his horoscopes and he was a very good-tempered person in all aspects.

It's good, so the reputation in the village will definitely not be bad, and the old man's reaction is also within common sense.

Seeing the old man's sad look, I couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, are you the only one in your family?"

When I was asking questions, I looked up at the old man's house again. His house was quite big and seemed like it could accommodate a lot of people.

The old man stared at me, exhaled a puff of thick smoke, and said with emotion, "They have all gone out to work. I have three sons. The younger one fell ill a few years ago and died. The one whose grave was digged yesterday

That is my youngest son. My other two sons are married, but they are usually outside. They say that the education outside is good, and if you take your children to study, they will have a bright future. I don’t understand their theories, so just go.

Just go home and celebrate the New Year."

It can be seen that the uncle really wants his home to be as lively and lively as other people’s homes, but he is helpless...

Sometimes young people don't understand the old people. The old people have worked hard to raise their children all their lives and put all their efforts into their children. But after the children get married, some of the children completely become the wife's, regardless of the wife.

He will listen to whatever is said. In fact, parents do not expect their children to listen to them as they did when they were young. They just hope to see their children more, take care of their grandchildren more, and have more people to accompany them.

Of course, at this time, some people may say that the elderly are not willing to go to the city to take care of their children, and it is not that they are unwilling to accompany them. In fact, such people often do not think from the perspective of the elderly. As the saying goes, the tree is thousands of feet high.

, the fallen leaves return to their roots.

When I reach this age, no matter where I go, I always make memories.
You will understand what the place where you have lived all your life means to you. You will also understand the meaning of the saying that the soil is mixed with fragrance.

Therefore, when young people are making money, they must not forget that there is someone at home who always cares about you.

Of course, back to the topic, I was also inspired by seeing the lonely old man. Following the uncle's topic, I asked, "Uncle, there is something I want to ask you, that is, why are there so many people living in your village?"

Are they together? I see some people who are forty or fifty years old and don't separate from each other. Is this a custom in the village? Or is it a rule passed down from our ancestors?"

When the uncle heard my question, he laughed and said, "Well, this starts from an experience in our village many years ago. It is said that many years ago, there were not many families in our village. Later, it lasted for several generations.

After that, the number of people gradually increased, and our village went from a few households to dozens of households. But when we reached 100 households, bad things began to happen in the village, and people in the village were infected with the plague one after another.

, more than half of the people died in one time. After the plague, everyone’s life returned to calm again, and the population gradually recovered!”

"After a long time, the number of people in the village became more and more, and the number of households once again increased to more than 100. This time, it suddenly rained heavily for nine days and nine nights. At that time, it was the harvest of the year.

In this way, it was taken away by natural disasters. Unlike now, people at that time could spend money to buy food if they had no food. At that time, people lived on food, so many people starved to death later. At this time,

An old beggar came to the village. After the old beggar came to the village, he went directly to the village chief's house and told the village chief that he had a way to solve the problems in the village."

"At that time, who would believe what a beggar said? He would drive the beggar away without even thinking about it. But the beggar said that if it was not solved, there would be disasters in the future when the village grew bigger. He also asked the village chief meaningfully,

This disaster is not the first time, right? The beggar’s accent is not local, but seems to have drifted from the north. In those days, there were cars and planes, and you had to walk to get there. A beggar

When you come here, you must not know what happened in the village before. When the village chief heard it, he asked the beggar half-heartedly how to solve the problem, and the beggar asked the village chief for nine steamed buns, nine kilograms of pig head meat, and nine bowls of rice."

"The village chief gave it to him. After he finished eating, he performed rituals in the village for seven days and seven nights. It was only after seeing the old beggar performing rituals that everyone was convinced that the old beggar was a capable person. Because during those days

He invited wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and everyone was a feast for the eyes. After the ritual was completed, he told the village chief that from now on, the number of households in the village could not exceed ninety-nine households, and could only be ninety-nine at most. When it reached one hundred households, the village would definitely

Something big has happened. After receiving his words, the village made a rule that no more than ninety-nine households can be housed, no matter how large the population is."

"In this way, the number of households in the village no longer exceeds one hundred. It is strange to say that after the number of households in the village did not exceed one hundred, there were no disasters. Not only the weather was good every year, but the children born were all handsome boys and girls.

After that, no one dared to disobey this rule, and those with a larger population would build bigger houses. When there were fewer residents, or there were no more people in the house, everyone would separate by drawing lots, and who would be ranked first?

If we have a family, we will separate and live with each other."

"So, there are ninety-nine households in the village now?" Fatty Wu looked at the old man and asked.


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