? As the wise man in the village, after his emotions stabilized, he reasoned and said: "It must have been the last time I went to collect mushrooms that I was followed by a mouse. I always felt like there was something behind me, but when I turned around I didn't find anything.
I thought I had seen a ghost."
Rats are small, timid and cautious. If they really want to follow someone, they are really difficult to find. After Lang comforted him for a few words, everyone searched in the bamboo forest together. For a long time, they only picked two very small mushrooms. In the village
There are hundreds of human beings, and even a small amount of mushrooms stuffed between teeth is not enough to explain to everyone. What’s more serious is that losing a source of life-saving food in disaster years will cause the villagers to fear famine, and the days to come will be...
Even more sad. He said with a guilty look on his face: "It's all my fault. I made this mess. I will apologize to the villagers when I go back."
An apology can win back the hearts of the people, but it cannot restore confidence in fighting disasters. In a disaster year, what is more needed is everyone's concerted efforts. Lang thought for a while and said: "We have more than one mushroom. Now, we can only get the second mushroom."
Only through base collection can the villagers have no worries and stabilize their hearts."
When people's hearts are in chaos, there will be tragic scenes of people selling their children and fleeing for famine. Now, there are floods everywhere in the world, and fleeing for famine is equal to death. Lang will never allow this to happen.
Another mushroom and bamboo forest was only four miles away from where they were, but in order to keep it secret at that time, no way was cut. It was overgrown with thorns and vines, and it took them two hours to reach their destination. By then, it was already dark.
, a few people found a cave to stay, and planned to go out after dawn. The torch was lit, and there was some light in the cave. In the corner, a nest of mice was frightened and ran out. Lang sighed with emotion:
"The magpie steps on the branches, the cave was once a jackal's den"
The cave is much deeper and has animal bones everywhere. It was once a den for jackals and wolves. The torrential rain has not stopped for several years, leaving humans and animals with no way to return.
The rain and the wind are blowing violently at the human race. They are hungry and weak, but they force their faces to smile. There is no one to talk to in a high place, and the merits and demerits of the past can be judged.
"Man and rats fight for the cave, alas." Lang sighed again, and prepared some grass in the cave and spread it on the ground. It had been raining all day, and the firewood was wet, making it impossible to light a fire. Several people lay down with their clothes on, and could not
When I fell asleep, I saw pairs of green lights in the corner, which were the eyes of mice. Although they were scared, they did not run away. Suddenly, two short squeaks sounded from the entrance of the cave. I was a little excited to hear the sound, as if I had discovered something.
After calling his companions, soon all the green light in the cave disappeared. He had some ominous premonitions in his heart and hurriedly said to Lang, "I think this is weird. Have they discovered what we planted here again?"
Mushrooms?”
A few people walked out of the cave and took a look. The rain stopped at some point, and half a moon emerged from the dark clouds. Under the dim light, there were many small black figures running back and forth. There was something in their mouths, although they could not be seen clearly.
It can also be guessed.
Unfortunately, he was right, and the moon penetrated into the dark clouds again. Darkness is the world of mice, and they can't see their fingers. In addition, the mountainous area where mushrooms grow is so large that squeaking sounds can be heard from everywhere in the trees and grass.
The sound was like mice carrying mushrooms. Although a few people were anxious, they couldn't see their fingers. There was nothing they could do except pray to heaven.
"If General Huang were here, there wouldn't be rats running rampant." He grabbed his hair and wanted to hit the wall with regret. At this moment, several cooing cries came from the top of the tree.
The sound was very miserable, followed by the flapping of wings, and the screams of mice kept coming from the bushes. After half a cup of tea, the surroundings returned to calm. It turned out that the owls in the Owl Cave discovered the mice and came here to look for food.
, which helped the human race a lot.
The Owl Cave is next to the Cable Boat Rock. Although the cave is not big, there is a stone pillar at the entrance, which divides the cave into two halves, very much like the two big eyes of an owl. Jin Huabin and his wife once passed by when they were on a donkey trip, and when they saw Lao Ke talking about it, they were busy
Question: "What folk songs have been handed down this time?"
Lao Ke took a piece of bamboo, smiled and sang:
"owl"
It's a cat with eagle wings
Or did the hawk replace the cat's head?
I turn a blind eye and close one eye
Standing lonely under the crescent moon
Goo-goo-goo-goo
Staring blankly at the rotten rat
It's a cat with eagle wings
Or did the hawk replace the cat's head?
One of my eyes is positive and the other is negative
Standing desolate under half moon
Goo-goo-goo-goo
The wings fall quietly without scratching
It's a cat with eagle wings
Or did the hawk replace the cat's head?
I have one eye and one eye
Standing in the cold weather under the full moon
Goo-goo-goo-goo
The steel mouth pecked mercilessly
It's a cat with eagle wings
Or did the hawk replace the cat's head?
I have life in one eye and death in the other
Standing under the waning moon becomes cruel
Goo-goo-goo-goo
Coldly sending you off to the point of no return
Jin Huabin was a little surprised after hearing this, and asked Lao Ke: "In the past, folk songs were all composed of oh alas... le and other modal particles. Why is this song different?"
"In the past, it was sung by farmers. The distances in the mountains were long. It was sung by hunters. They lurked in the woods all day long and were used to hearing the sounds of various animals." Old Kirby traced their hunting movements and said: "
Hunt quietly and hum a few words after hunting the prey. Many people with the surname Zhu in our village can sing this kind of folk song. The folk songs circulated among the two surnames also have different tunes."
Hearing what he said, Jin Huabin remembered that Gongyu Qiankeng Village was divided into two surnames: Ke and Zhu. Ke was a big family who made a living by farming, and Zhu was a small family who made a living by hunting. Since they are different, then
How could someone with the surname Ke sing an owl? Thinking of this, Jin Huabin asked curiously: "Does Mr. Ke also have an owl song?"
"There are others." Lao Ke lowered his head and thought for a while and said, "I haven't sung for many years, so I can't quite remember some of the words. I'll think about it again."
After a while, another owl song was sung intermittently.
"Counting Eyebrows"
The cat is chasing after me closely
The rat ran in panic in front of him
Oh, an eagle is flying from the sky
Dive to catch the leader rat
One cat and one eagle. Oh, great cooperation.
A nest of mice has nowhere to escape
Hunting mice together, oh, the love of life and death
Male cat and female eagle look at each other
You are so strong and I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so...
A little monster hatched
It’s neither a cat nor an eagle, it’s a weird cry.
Everyone shakes their head in disgust
The owl will hate people from now on
Come out and count your eyebrows on a moonlit night
Count your eyebrows, it will kill you
The old man was so frightened that he covered his eyes
After Jin Huabin heard this, he unconsciously looked out the window and covered his eyes with his hands. He had heard the story of an owl counting its eyebrows when he was a child, and it still had some shadows from his childhood.
Lao Ke winked, and his wife walked over and closed the window. Lao Ke lit a cigarette and continued the story: "How could a few people sleep in the cave? The next morning, when it was dark, they got up and came to the cave.
In the woods. Fortunately, although some of the mushrooms were stolen by mice, there were still some mushrooms growing at the foot of the tree. They picked several baskets, enough for the whole village to have a good meal. After picking, they headed in the direction of the owl hole.
He bowed deeply and braved the rain to return to the village."