"I am just worried that the people in Xianji Bridge will run out of water, so I secretly open our gate at night. Mingshan, you have led the militia company to the dam for me for the past two days to guard it 24 hours a day. Don't give a drop of water to Xianji Bridge."
The brigade stole it," Yang Fu'an said.
"Yes. Uncle Fu'an, the river at Xianji Bridge is all dry now. Some people in our brigade also want to go to Xianji Bridge to catch fish. Do you think we should take care of this matter?" Yang Mingshan asked.
"You still need to ask about this? Of course you have to take care of it. Don't ask about this kind of thing at all. The Xianji Bridge was pushed down by the commune on the dam, and now I am very angry. Now the water in the river has been drained. In a few days,
The fields are all dry. They don't want to harvest a grain of rice from this year's late rice. Now go over and catch fish in their river. Do you think they will come to open the sluice? This matter is going to get really big, and the commune won't be able to stop it.
." Yang Fu'an said.
"Yes, I will tell the comrades of the militia company when I get back that people from our brigade are not allowed to catch fish in the river at Xianji Bridge." Yang Mingshan's eyes kept turning on the green bamboo leaves and groundnuts on Yang Fu'an's table, which made it clear that
Want to take a sip.
Yang Fu'an had noticed it a long time ago and deliberately whetted Yang Mingshan's appetite. Then he said: "Come, have a drink with me. There is no food, only peanuts."
"The peanuts are good. There is nothing better than drinking the wine with peanuts." Yang Mingshan almost drooled when he smelled the smell of wine. These days, Zhuyeqing is the best wine in rural areas.
It was getting dark, and Yang Mingshan was holding a lantern and leading several militiamen to guard the dam.
"Brother, I just went to the Xianji Bridge and checked everywhere in the river. There was no one there. There was a steamer net there but I didn't take it away. We took advantage of the fact that there was no one at Xianji Bridge and went over to pick up the steamer net.
, there must be fish in it. Get some fish to eat, otherwise you will starve to death if you stay here all night." Yang Mingquan, a militiaman of the militia company, is Yang Mingshan's cousin.
"Don't even think about it! I went to Uncle Fu'an's house today, and Uncle Fu'an told me not to make excuses for the Xianji Bridge Brigade. If we go to Xianji Bridge to catch fish, they will come to the dam to release water. You don't do well either.
Think about it, why aren't you taking away the net from Xianji Bridge? Are you leaving it there for you to catch fish? Isn't it a trap just waiting for a fool like you to get into it?" Yang Mingshan said.
"It's impossible. I checked carefully and I really didn't see anyone. Their water trucks were all abandoned on the river bank and left unattended," Yang Mingquan said.
"You have no brains? The waterwheel is such a precious thing now. How can the people of Xianjiqiao not have anyone to guard it? They set a trap for you to escape. Will they still stand on the river bank with a lantern and tell you: I
Staring here, you'd better not come?" Yang Mingshan said.
Yang Mingquan scratched his head and felt that what Yang Mingshan said made sense.
"Look, the people from Xianji Bridge are coming." Tian Jiayu, a militiaman from the Xinqiao Brigade, pointed to a light coming from the Xianji Bridge Brigade in the distance and said.
Yang Mingshan took a look, then turned back to Yang Mingquan and said, "How's it going, Mingquan? I'm right? The people from Xianji Bridge must be watching the river bank in the dark. As soon as you pass by, they will definitely catch you."
People won't say that you went to catch fish, they will definitely say that you stole their water tankers and destroyed production, so it's hard to explain. If the people of Xianjiqiao are more ruthless and smash a few more water tankers, you won't be able to avenge your grievances.
There’s nowhere to stretch out.”
Yang Mingquan broke into a cold sweat after hearing this. The people in the militia company of the Xinqiao Brigade felt that Yang Mingshan's analysis was very reasonable. They all looked at Yang Mingshan with admiration, making Yang Mingshan feel like he was in heaven.
In fact, that bright light was not from the Xianjiqiao Brigade guarding the farm tools by the river! It was not at all. The little Taoist leader was taking Da Lei's family to frighten Da Lei. Da Lei was frightened by the river, and his soul was lost.
Once you get here, you naturally have to take it back from here.
"Little Taoist Master, are Da Lei okay?" Zhang Xingfu asked worriedly. Although the little Taoist Master's ceremony was completed, Da Lei seemed to be the same as before.
"Okay, I was just a little frightened. I'll be fine when I wake up." said the little Taoist priest.
"That's good, that's good. Little Taoist, do you think Jin Lin is sick too?" Seeing what the little Taoist said, Zhang Xingfu finally felt relieved and talked about things in the village. After Xiao Jinlin returned, he said
With a high fever, Xiao Laosi's family invited doctors and borrowed things from everywhere. Zhang Xingfu didn't have the heart to pay attention to these things before, but now that Da Lei is fine, he is interested.
Zhang Xingfu's mother-in-law Ma Xiuying also said: "The fever was so severe that I was completely confused. He ran at the front today and even picked up a hoe to hit the turtle. But how is he different from Da Lei?"
The little Taoist priest said: "There's nothing strange about this. Different people react differently. In fact, they were also frightened. They frightened themselves."
"Then do you also want to scare Jin Lin?" Ma Xiuying asked.
As soon as Ma Xiuying finished speaking, she was scolded by Zhang Xingfu: "Stupid bitches, I didn't come to invite the Taoist priest, but the Taoist priest came to the door? Who begs whom? Hurry back and get some food, the Taoist priest has been busy for a long time,
Go back and have some dinner."
Naturally, the little Taoist priest would not come to the door and beg to scare others. How could a Taoist do such a derogatory thing? When we returned to Xianji Bridge, everything in Xianji Bridge was pitch black and there were only a few families.
There was still a light on in the house. A kerosene lamp was lit in Zhang Xing's wealthy family, and the dim yellow light could only dimly illuminate the room. Moreover, as the flame of the kerosene lamp swayed from time to time, the room was also dimly lit.
"Let Dalei go to sleep. Just sleep for one night," the little Taoist priest said.
"Okay." Zhang Xingfu nodded and quickly asked Ma Xiuying to bring something to the Taoist priest to eat.
At this time, the riverside became pitch black again.
On the dam, Yang Mingshan had already extinguished the lanterns. Instead, he lit a fire on the dam and surrounded it with stones to prevent the fire from being blown out by the wind. The wind on the dam was very strong, so even though it was midsummer,
It was a late night and I didn't seem to feel much heat next to the fire.
Yang Mingquan and several militiamen got the sweet potatoes from nowhere. The sweet potatoes of this season have not grown yet, and there are only some sweet potatoes in the fields where the sweet potato seedlings are planted. People in the countryside are all masters of roasting sweet potatoes. Roasting sweet potatoes cannot
Roast it on an open fire, which will only burn the surface, but the inside will be completely raw. You have to bury the sweet potato with ashes, so that the heat can be dispersed, heated evenly, and the internal temperature of the sweet potato can be maintained. This way, the sweet potato can be cooked both inside and outside.
Become mature together.
After roasting for a long time, Yang Mingquan turned the sweet potatoes out and pinched them with his hands. Sure enough, they were ripe.
"Oh, these sweet potatoes are not sweet at all. If you bring two fish and bake them, it will be delicious with the sweet potatoes." Yang Mingquan broke open the sweet potatoes and gave half to Yang Mingshan.
Tian Jiayu ran over: "Brother Mingshan, it was Xian Jiqiao who came to practice superstition just now and was collecting souls. Everyone has left. I walked around for a while and didn't see any ghosts. It seems that Xian Jiqiao was here to do superstition.
The Jiqiao Brigade has spotted us and we dare not go to their river."
