Mazui Village is located at the junction of the two provinces and is the most remote mountain village in Luliang County. It is surrounded by a hundred miles of deep mountains and forests. There are very few arable places in the mountains, but fortunately, the surrounding mountains are a natural granary. As the saying goes, relying on the mountains and water to eat water. The villagers of Mazui Village have inherited their superb hunting skills from their ancestors, and at the same time, they have a strong folk custom. Even if they are in a famine, as long as a hunting rifle and a machete go deep into the mountains, the harvest can support the family. Therefore, Mazui Village is a remote mountain village in remote areas. It has never been heard of any man who cannot find a wife for hundreds of years. Although the population in the village is not prosperous, it can at least be able to maintain balance.

But in the past ten years, villagers realized that from when there were fewer and fewer people in the village. In the past, there were only a hundred households left. In the past, there were only a hundred households left. In a year, I could see at least ten lively scenes of playing and slapping firecrackers and marrying new wives. In the past ten years, I could hardly see them. It was not that the adult men in the village could not find their wives and beat their bachelors. The main reason was that most young people walked out of the mountains and went to a big city where tens of millions of people lived in one place. After these people left, some people came back to visit their relatives in the first few years. Later, some moved away from their families and did not come back. There were also those elderly people with serious local complexes who were unwilling to leave Mazui Village, and gradually became the empty-nest elderly people mentioned by the village committee.

As for those young people who stayed in the village and did not go out, the pheasants and wild boars that were driven by the mountains had completely lost their appeal to girls in a radius of hundreds of miles, and gradually changed from young people to middle-aged bachelors.

If you can still hear the sound of suona and firecrackers in the village now, it is almost certain that it is not a wife, but an old man from a family that is old. Now, Mazui Village is so deserted that it is only lively when people die, and it will be a little more angry.

But today's sound of suona and firecrackers is an exception. It is definitely a happy event. Moreover, this happy event is more festive than marrying a dozen wives in the village more than ten years ago. In the past, if a family married a wife, it was only those who had some relatives or had good relationships with neighbors. After all, Mazui Village is said to be a village, but it is a mountain village that is really deep in the mountains. From the east end of the village to the west end of the village, it is at least a hundred miles away. Although there are not many people, the land is very wide. If you run a horse to death in the mountain village for the rest of your life, some people will never meet in the whole life. But today's happy event is amazing. The whole village has come. Although the number of people is not as large as before, it is really together that the bumpy basketball court of the village committee is also squeezed out.

A young man in his twenties stood on a small hill not far away and looked down from the top of the slope, and could see the village committee. The man quietly looked at the unprecedented lively scene at the foot of the mountain, with neither sad nor happy. A yellow local dog crawled quietly at the feet of his master. Perhaps it had never seen Mazui Village as lively as it had been staring at the bustling crowd below. Next to the yellow local dog was a little girl wearing a green plaid shirt with two pigtails on her head, and her nose had fallen to her mouth. The little girl was thirteen or fourteen years old. Logically speaking, she was the age when she loved the fun, but she was indeed a bit abnormal at this moment. She looked at the man standing beside her, and sometimes she looked down indifferently.

Zhang Zhiming stood in the center of the temporary platform, holding a microphone in his hand and fed it twice, "Dear young and old men, aunts, please be quiet, I have important things to announce."

The crowd was silent for a few seconds, and then there was another burst of laughter. The mountain villagers were so tough and simple, and not many people regarded the village party secretary as an official. A middle-aged woman with a loud voice stretched her neck and shouted loudly, "Secretary Zhang, we all know this great event. What else do you announce? Hurry up and serve the wine and food first."

Zhang Zhiming looked at the woman with a smile: "Miss Wang, your loud voice is better than the microphone in my hand. Let's just remove all the outdoor radios in the village. If there is any policy publicity in the village in the future, just run to the top of Yaozi Mountain to shout, and save some money for the village, which can be regarded as making some contribution to the village."

The crowd suddenly burst into laughter. People in the mountains were straight and had no twists and turns. They dared to say whatever they thought of, and had no worries about offending others. Suddenly, many villagers started to make excuses. Especially those old bachelors who were in their forties who had not tasted the taste of women, were even more excited to make excitement.

The middle-aged woman put her hands on her hips and shook her ass with a basket of butts and said with a smile: "No problem. As long as you give money, let alone yelling at the village for a few radios, she can even sleep with Secretary Zhang all night."

As soon as these words were said, burst into laughter, and several old bachelors suddenly became excited. They couldn't eat pork, and they could be considered scratching their thirst through the shoe, looking at the plums to quench their thirst.

"Big girl, just your big basket of butts, don't fold Secretary Zhang's waist."

Another person laughed and said, "My waist is strong, big girl, why don't I let you sit enough?"

The middle-aged woman's men are famous for being far and wide. They have long been accustomed to flirting with others when facing their own daughter-in-law. Not only are they not angry at all, but they are laughing there happily.

The middle-aged woman slapped her in the face with her backhand, "You are a soft boy who is not tough during the day and cannot afford to be tough at night. I am teased by those old bachelors who have been killed thousands of times. What are you happy about?"

The crisp slap caused laughter.

The village branch secretary Zhang Zhiming is in his fifties this year. Although he has been the village party secretary for more than 20 years, he is also a rough man born and raised in his bones. He never knew what tears smelled, but at this time he felt an inexplicable feeling that he had never encountered before. He was very happy in his heart, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red. It has been so many years since Mazui Village has not been so lively.

Clearing his throat, Zhang Zhiming said to the microphone, "Famous people, although everyone knows that there is a huge happy event in our Mazui Village, the ancestors lying in the valley still don't know that the mountain god land in Mazui Village is more than a dozen mountains. Today I am here to tell the ancestors of Mazui Village loudly and tell the village every grass and tree that the first college student in our Mazui Village has ever produced, and a golden phoenix flew out."

The villagers below the audience were infected by Zhang Zhiming's emotions and stopped making noises. While Zhang Zhiming's speech, they all used their strength to applaud. The applause suddenly resounded throughout the mountains and forests, echoing for a long time.

Zhang Zhiming's crowd pressed his right hand and continued, "When the old branch secretary was alive, he often told me that an old monk who practiced passed by our village, saying that our village gathered the essence of heaven and earth and condensed the spiritual energy of mountains and rivers. Sooner or later, a person of great fortune would come out, which would bring great blessings to our village. I originally thought that the old branch secretary was confused and was lying. Now it seems that the master is really a great monk and his words come true. Bai Ling, the daughter of the Bai Carpenter's family, just fulfilled the prophecy of the monk."

There was another thunderous applause from the audience.

"I watched Bai Ling grow up with my own eyes. I have been smart since I was a child. I have long seen that she is not someone who can be kept in the mountains and forests. This time she was not only admitted to university, but also the top scorer in our county. Do you know what the top scorer is? It is the first place in the county. Do you know how many villages there are in our county? More than 500 villages. Now we have compared more than 500 villages in the county. The surrounding villages have been looking down on our village for years, and even their daughters are not allowed to marry. This time we have produced a top scorer. Let's see if those kids dare to look down on our village."

After hearing Zhang Zhiming's words, the villagers on the basketball court immediately became restless. For most people who had never left Mazui Village, they felt that Mazui Village was already very big, let alone the county. They all looked excited, just like their daughter was admitted to the legendary university.

"In the past, I went to the town for a meeting with Village Chief Zhang. Ma Da Crack from the next village always liked to pull me and I to brag about it. This year, they married a few wives and gave birth to a few children. That proud look. Every time I saw it, I wanted to use a stick to his fucking face. Hehe, it's different now. Two days ago, I went to the town for a meeting. The town secretary and mayor praised our Mazui Village in front of dozens of village party secretary and village chiefs at the conference, saying that our Mazui Village will be given to the town.

It is a role model for all villages to learn from. After the meeting, the Ma Da Crack, who used to be a bragging Ma Da Crack, wanted to run away without pulling me. That's not the case. I have been bullied by him for so many years. I finally got proud and couldn't let him run away. I chased him and grabbed Ma Da Crack. "Oh, Secretary Ma, what are you running? Going back to have a baby? You have so many fucking babies, can you get into college? Can you get the first place in our county?'"

The villagers burst into laughter, "Secretary Zhang said it well, it's so fucking to relieve him."

Bai Fugui stood in the crowd with a smile of pride on his face. Bai Fugui has not been doing well these years. Although he is the only carpenter in the village, a table and a stool can be used for several generations of people at home. Especially in the past ten years, more and more people have gone out in the village. All the people are left behind are old, weak, sick and disabled. The village has not married a new wife for nearly ten years, so there is no work for him. His family has been carpenters for generations. He has a unique skill in being a carpenter, but hunting seems a bit ordinary. Without work, hunting is not good. He has lived a poor and depressed life these years. Even his wife often shows her face to herself. I remember one

I was upset and drank two more glasses of wine. The evil spirit in my abdomen was so angry that I took off my pants and urged my wife to her. Just as I was about to break the door, I was kicked under the bed. The woman's anger came from the bed, "If you have the ability, go out and earn the money back and toss the girls' belly." If it weren't for the help of neighbors, let alone support my daughter in high school and college entrance examinations, I wouldn't even be able to support myself. After so many years of frustration, looking at the envious gazes from the villagers, Bai Fugui felt that he was living like a person for the first time. He thought to himself that he would toss his wife enough to vent all the cowards he had suffered over the years.

On the top of the hillside, the man looked at everything under his nose, with no expression on his face. The girl with a braid sucked her nose and looked at the crowd in front of the village committee. She asked lightly: "Is the university that Secretary Zhang mentioned much bigger and more beautiful than the primary school in our village?"

The man nodded, "It should be."

Zhang Zhiming smiled and nodded to Bai Fugui, "I said so much, just to tell everyone that Bai Ling, the daughter of Bai Carpenter's family, really gave us the face of the Mazui Village Chief this time. I won't say much. Now I'll invite the Golden Phoenix Bai Ling, who flew out of our Mazui Village, to come to the stage to tell you a few words."

Bai Ling, who is usually cautious and keeps his head slightly lowered when walking, has a very straight waist today and a confident smile on his face. In the past, his family was poor, and whether in the village or in school, Bai Ling would feel inferior to others. Now he saw people gathering here for himself and seeing people in the village feel proud of themselves. He never dreamed of this kind of scene.

After three years of high school in the county, I was no longer different from the ordinary village girl who digged soil in the valleys. She wore tight jeans and a snow-white T-shirt, and she looked more like a lady from a scholarly family in the city.

Taking the microphone from Zhang Zhiming and looking at the crowd of people in the audience, after all, they were a girl who had just graduated from high school, and felt a little worried. Zhang Zhiming nodded at her and gave her a comforting smile.

Bai Ling stood in the middle of the stage and bowed deeply to the audience. Thunderous applause immediately sounded from the audience. Bai Fugui's wife had a smile on her face at this moment, but she was also full of tears. Bai Fugui was about to scold her mother for being useless, but she found that two tears were not flowing out of her.

Bai Ling's voice sounds very nice, just like the cries of a lark, with golden sounds and rains, crisp and pleasant.

"Thank you mom and dad for raising me for your hard work, thank you all grandparents, uncles and aunts for taking care of my family over the years, thank you for the support of the village party committee for my studies. Without your help, I would not have been able to do my best to repay me Bai Ling today. I will be able to repay you with a spring of gratitude. I swear here that once I graduate from college and career success, I will do my best to repay Mazui Village."

"Okay, okay" The excited villagers patted their hands red and roared and his throat.

The girl with a pigtailed her mouth, "She seems to have forgotten to thank you." The yellow native dog barked twice, as if she also echoed the little girl's statement.

The man still had no expression on his face, "Grandpa often said that if he was happy when he gave, then enjoy that happiness. If he had the idea of ​​giving, this sense of happiness would be greatly reduced. Sometimes the process is more important than the result."

The girl with a pigtail held her chin with her hands and shook her head: "I don't understand. I only know that I'm going into the mountain with a hunting rifle. If I can't hit the wild roe deer, at least I have to catch a pheasant back. Why don't I go into the mountain?"

The man smiled bitterly and touched the girl's head, "You are still young, you will know when you grow up and have someone you like."

The girl with a pigtail angrily slapped the man's hand, "I'm fourteen years old, what eye did you see that I'm younger? Last year, I could go into the mountains alone to kill wild boars."

The man smiled and sighed: "Your name is also called killing a wild boar. If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have become a wild boar manure now."

The girl with a pigtail snorted, as if she had been poked into the pain, and sighed in the tone of the man, "Oh, Bai Fugui's snobbish eyes really ran to your house to break the engagement."

The man nodded calmly.

"Did you agree?"

The man nodded again.

The girl showed an adult tone and said angrily: "Tsk, look at your bear. You can still go into the mountains alone to hunt a big black bear, and even a white and rich man can't take it."

The man smiled bitterly, "If it were just his opinion, of course I wouldn't give up easily."

The girl with pigtails was stunned for a moment.

"Is this what she meant?"

The man nodded slightly.

"You've talked about it?"

"I went to her house yesterday."

"What did she say?"

"She said to me, 'The frogs of the well cannot speak to the sea, and the insects cannot speak to the ice'"

"What's the thing?"

"That is, the frogs in the well are not worthy of talking about the sea, and the insects in summer are not qualified to talk about ice."

"What does it mean?"

The man smiled bitterly, "It means to tell me not to be blind."

"What?" The girl with pigtails suddenly rose up.

"She really said that?"

The man nodded.

The girl with a pigtail immediately turned into an old hen protecting a chicken. She was so angry that her face turned red, and she pulled her feet down the mountain.

The man grabbed the girl's arm and said, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll tear her mouth apart."

The man's face was cold. Girls rarely saw this expression. Although they were usually coquettish and naughty around him, they felt anxious every time they saw the man really angry. This girl who dared to go hunting alone at the age of twelve, she was most afraid of the expression of the man in front of her.

The girl with a pigtail sat on the ground with a grievance.

"Don't you just let it go?"

"I have nothing to do with her anymore."

The girl looked at the eldest brother next door who had always loved her and found that the first time she found that there was a helpless expression on his face.

The man put away his cold expression, sat down next to the girl with a pigtail, and touched her head with love.

"Brother Shanmin, there are more and more people in our village who are bachelors in recent years. Are you afraid that you will not be able to find a wife in the future?"

The man smiled and knocked on the girl's forehead, "Little girl movie, what do you know."

The girl with a pigtail said dissatisfiedly: "Of course I understand. Men are married when they are old, women are married when they are old. When you grow up, you will become someone else's wife when they grow up."

The man was amused by the girl's words and pinched a dogtail grass beside him and held it in his mouth. The haze in his heart was also less.

"Brother Shanmin, you don't have to worry about being a bachelor in the future."

"Oh? Why?"

The girl with a pigtail tilted her head and said seriously: "When I grow up, if you haven't married a wife yet, I will be your wife."
Chapter completed!