"Have Director Luo ever been to the Wangjia Temple?" Wang Tao asked. He found it strange that his hometown was in a neighboring province, and it was a small village in the corner. Director Luo should not go there even for inspection work.
That's the right place?
After putting half a cigarette out in the ashtray, Director Luo stood up from his chair with a smile, "More than just going to Wangjia Temple? I also lived there for a while. Little Loach, have you forgotten me?
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Director Luo's words made Monk Wang Tao Zhang Er even more confused.
Director Luo lived in Wangjiamiao for a period of time?
What's the meaning?
Moreover, he knew that his childhood nickname was Loach.
Walking from behind the large desk, walked up to Wang Tao, and sat next to Wang Tao on the sofa. Director Luo said with a smile: "It seems that you have really forgotten me. No wonder, I only stay in Wangjiamiao."
It lasted less than a year. I was just a passing guest."
Looking carefully at Director Luo's face, Wang Tao felt vaguely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Secretly pondering: Director Luo - who has stayed in Wangjiamiao for almost a year - he is - suddenly, a person appeared in Wang Tao's mind. It was a person who should have been in his memory for a long time.
A person. Is it really him?
"You are a little mule----" Wang Tao blurted out, his face still full of disbelief.
Director Luo suddenly laughed loudly, pointed at Wang Tao's nose and said, "Fortunately, you little slug has not forgotten me, otherwise, I won't repair you properly."
His voice had the majesty of someone who had been in power for a long time, but his eyes were filled with the ridicule of an elder to a younger one.
"You are really a little mule---uncle---" Wang Tao thought for a long time and couldn't think of a suitable title, so the word uncle blurted out.
"You're still as naughty as ever," Director Luo said with a smile.
Looking carefully at the little mule sitting next to him, Wang Tao felt as if he was in a dream.
At that time, Wang Tao was seven or eight years old. He remembered that a distant relative came to the old Ma Tou family in the village. He was a tall and thin young man in his twenties. The young man was wearing an old green military uniform all day long.
, wearing a pair of green rubber shoes that were very rare in rural areas at that time. His cheeks were thin and he had only a pair of big eyes that wandered around.
Lao Ma Tou is an old man. All three daughters are married, and only the old couple are left to support them. It is said that Xiao Luo is a distant nephew of one of Lao Ma's cousins. Now that I think about it, he should be the kind of person who has nothing to do with each other.
side relatives.
At that time, Wang Tao and Er Dan, a group of wild children, were curious and went to Lao Ma Tou's house to have a look. I remember that the young boy brought a large box of books. He said he was going to the village to experience life.
He also gave Wang Tao and the others candies and melon seeds. At that time, they were so happy that Wang Tao Erdan and the others couldn't find anything to do. Looking back now, at that time, the candies that Ronaldinho gave them were quite sweet. It was not like giving them away now.
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A relative came to the house, and he was also a young man. The old Ma Tou couple was so happy that they couldn't help but think of ways to make delicious food for Ronaldinho all day long.
At that time, Ronaldinho followed Lao Ma Tou to work in the fields during the day, and read under the kerosene lamp at night. Wang Tao Erdan and the others often went to visit Ronaldinho to play when they had nothing to do in the evening.
Later, we gradually found out that the little boy's surname was Luo, and that he lived in Lao Ma Tou's house. As the saying goes, horses and mules don't separate, so Wang Tao and the others called him little mule. Unexpectedly, Xiao Luo was not annoyed, but smiled.
Loach, Erdan, Stone, Mountain Apricot, and Vanilla were all named. Who would have thought, he would actually remember them all.
Lao Ma Tou is a simple old farmer who has not seen much of the world. As the saying goes, poor mountains and harsh waters bring out unruly people. Farmers have the simplicity of farmers and the cunning of farmers.
At that time, every spring, the village would receive a cleanup task, which was to remove the silt from the bottom of the river. It was generally called "river digging" in the countryside.
That spring, the village chief led hundreds of young and old men in the village to clear the mud from the bottom of the Majia River. The river was dug on a village-by-village basis. Each village was assigned a piece of river bed based on the number of people. After the division, wooden pegs were smashed on the edge.
, which is regarded as the edge line between the two villages.
That year, the little mule followed Uncle Ma and participated in the river digging movement. The old horse was a chef and cooked in a temporary thatched shed. At night, the old horse was idle and dug the river bed while no one was paying attention.
The wooden pegs on top were pulled up and moved.
The next day, the old horse smiled and told the little mule about his glorious achievements last night. He also took the little mule to watch. Unexpectedly, when he arrived on the river bed, the old horse was dumbfounded.
He had good intentions and wanted to reduce the burden on the young and old men in his village, but he did something bad. He just moved the wooden pegs a foot to the neighboring village in the dark at night. And he also moved the pegs on both sides. Want to
It's impossible to move it back to its original position. People in the neighboring villages won't do it.
That time, Lao Ma complained a lot. Uncle Luo and his nephew had no choice but to dig out the extra two feet of earth.
Don't underestimate these two feet of earth. It's a big pile of earth on the river bed!
That time, both the young mule and the old horse were so exhausted that their legs cramped.
This incident was regarded as a joke by people in Wangjiamiao Village at that time.
Another time, it was midsummer and the weather was so hot that I couldn't work in the fields during the day. I could only get up early in the morning and work in the fields for a while. Soon after the sun came out, I ran home. If I stayed there for a while longer, I would be killed.
The skin is peeled off by the sun.
Seeing that the crops were sick, he tilted his head. The old horse stamped his feet anxiously. As Uncle Zhao Benshan said: Crops are the life of the farmers. If the crops are not harvested, what will they eat? If the crops are reduced and cannot be sold for much money, what will they wear?
If you don’t have food or clothing, why should you be so beautiful?
Lao Ma Tou is not ugly. Moreover, Lao Ma Tou is extraordinarily hard-working. Seeing that the listless crops are about to reduce production, Lao Ma Tou decides to mobilize the whole family to take action at night to carry out a large-scale crop rescue. He ran to the town and bought five bags of fertilizer.
I decided to take advantage of the cool weather at night to spread fertilizer on the fields to add nutrients to the crops.
All in all, there are only three people in Lao Ma Tou's family. Lao Ma Tou and his wife, plus the little mule.
Just do it. The three people had dinner in the evening and took advantage of the darkness to use a floor truck to pull the fertilizer to the field. They began to rescue the crops.
The weather was particularly beautiful that night. Not only was it not hot, there was also a cool breeze blowing in the air. It was so cool to work.
The three people spread the fertilizer very quickly. After working for most of the night, they were finally almost done. Old Ma Tou was so happy that he ran to the ground to smoke a cigarette, but the bag of cigarettes was not finished yet. Old Ma Tou patted his thigh.
Yell bad.
The little mule ran to the field with sweat all over his body and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
"We have been busy for most of the night and we planted on the wrong land. This is Xiaowang's land." The old horse patted his thigh and said fiercely.
