At the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century, due to the shortcomings of capitalism, the monopoly problem, and various extreme and diversified political phenomena, the world eventually led to a cruel era of war. The world became chaotic, and "people's livelihood" reached a bottleneck.
On January 9, 1928, Chiang Kai-shek made a comeback and was reinstated as Commander-in-Chief of the Revolutionary Army. On the same day, Stalin drove the opponents, including Trotsky, out of the Soviet Union; by January 22, Zhu De and Chen Yi led the Shonan Uprising;
On February 2, Chiang Kai-shek once again took over the power of the Kuomintang party, government and military; on February 9, the Comintern issued new instructions to the CCP, and the revolutionary martyr Xia Minghan died heroically on that day; on March 30, Chairman Mao strictly controlled the army until April 28
Japan and Zhu De joined forces in Jinggangshan. This critical step led to the gradual and steady strengthening of China's national power from the grassroots to the top, from the countryside to the city. On April 16, Japan once again sent troops to Shandong, and the wave of "breaking into the Guandong" remained high for three consecutive years.
The annual population has exceeded one million; on June 4, Zhang Zuolin was framed by the Japanese army and bombed to death in Huanggutun; on June 20, Norwegian polar explorer Amundsen was killed; on July 3, the television
It began to spread in the United States; on July 5, Sun Dianying robbed Aventurine.
And I was born on July 5, 1928. According to my mother’s recollection, that day, dark clouds filled the sky and hail fell violently. She almost died in childbirth due to premature rupture of her amniotic fluid. Grandpa said it was God’s presence.
He prevented me from coming to the world. My parents begged him to give me a name, but he was unhappy and worried instead. He shouted like crazy that the end of the world was coming. He even robbed me several times and wanted to throw me to death!
My parents had just lost their flesh and blood, so how could we let the old man do what he did? Three days later, my grandfather Guo Dingtian came to visit with a stupid hen and a basket of eggs. He called my father out and said he had thought of a name for me.
The name is Guo Bian. Normally, people would not give such an unlucky name to their children, but surprisingly, my father was very pleased with it and immediately ran out to buy wine for my grandpa.
My grandfather is very tall, and it’s not a bad idea to call him Guo Dingtian. I remember when I was about seven or eight years old, according to the old man, in 1860, which was the tenth year of Xianfeng in the late Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty gave up the "Longxing Land" that it had always coveted.
Due to the difficulty in controlling the country's civil strife and other factors, the repeatedly issued strict orders were invalidated, and the closed "Shanhaiguan" gate began to be opened to refugees mainly from Shandong, Hebei, Henan, Shanxi, and Shaanxi.
As for my family, in my great-grandfather’s generation, we also brought our whole family from Shandong to Guandong. The first stop was Fengtian City. That place was very prosperous at that time. My great-grandfather took my grandfather and my second grandfather,
The third grandfather started a large car shop business. People came and went, and over time, he made quite a profit, earning a few small bags of silver dollars.
But who would have expected that the civil wars in the three northeastern provinces were frequent, and then the Japanese invaders and the Japanese interfered with each other. The people of Fengtian had a hard time, and they carried baskets and took many risks. They began to hide in the deep mountains and grasslands in the northwest, and my grandfather
It was also in this migration trend that I rushed into the depths of Inner Mongolia and began to make a living in a sparsely populated town called "Wutonghua". I mainly made a living by plowing fields, selling tea and walking in salt.
After several years of hard work, I was considered to have reached the level of a well-off life at that time. I had no worries about food and drink, and lived a life far away from the hustle and bustle.
In name, Wutonghua is a town, but in fact it is a village of forty or fifty households. It is surrounded by mountains on the north and south sides. A large flooded ditch in the middle divides the village into two parts: South Village and North Village. This ditch has some
Years have passed. When grandpa came here, this big ditch already existed. It just attracted some crows and owls that kept croaking at night. The old village chief took a shotgun, put gunpowder and fired a few times, and everything was safe.
Let him sleep till dawn.
This village has a radius of several hundred miles. It is mainly populated by people from the Northeast, mainly from the three provinces of Liaoning, Jilin, and Heilongjiang. The Mongolians are still in the great north, and are generally rarely seen. There are black donkeys, Mongolian horses, and Sanhe
There are mostly horses and Shandan horses, and of course there are also a lot of mules. Therefore, the villagers of Wutonghua sell tea and sell salt in spring and winter, and are busy working on crops in summer and autumn. Although the war outside is getting worse, everyone is in peace.
And I was born here, and in the blink of an eye, I turned into a seventeen-year-old young man, with a strong body, and getting along well with the villagers. Ordinarily, at my age, I should be old enough to marry a wife, but in the village
Many old people are very taboo about my name, saying that being from the Ke family is unlucky, and girls from all over the country don't dare to have any romantic feelings for me. After all, in these days, parents' orders cannot be violated, and the words of a matchmaker come second.
My father and mother have two heads and two heads. The big family of the old Guo family gives birth to girls one after another. In such a large family, my brother is the only one who has a lot. Looking at the buddies who grew up together,
We all have families and careers, but I am also filled with sadness and lamentation.
I went to my old man to argue why he gave me such a name. He would scold me every time with his cigarette stick and kicking his feet. He told me to work hard, memorize his old books, study his experience, and write a post every time.
I showed him these ten boxes of old books. I count on my fingers that I have been memorizing them for ten years now. Most of the people in our village are illiterate, but I am considered a scholar in the mountains in troubled times.
This year is 1945. The drought is very serious. In previous years, the harvest has been bumper. It happened to be July 5th. The black donkey of Ge Erlaizi's family was sunburned to death. However, when the donkey was skinned, the donkey's internal organs were found.
The donkey actually disappeared, and after checking every part of the donkey's body, no wounds were found. This strange incident exploded in our village.
Come on, I don’t want to celebrate my birthday this time. We are all fellow villagers, so we have to collect baskets of eggs to express our condolences. Our village has a small population and only a handful of surnames. Our old Guo family is considered a single household.
, some of the remaining batch were in Shandong, some were in Fengtian, and there were a few households in the next village. They were the second and third grandfather’s queens. There used to be some correspondence between them, but now that World War II is around the corner, things are slowly changing.
No more news.
Others include Lao Li's family, Lao Gao's family, Lao Ma's family and Lao Shi's family. The only family, Lao Ge's family, is considered the poorest family in the village. Only Ge Erlaizi and his old mother and daughter depend on each other.
His father was killed by bandits when he was a child, and his mother wouldn't let him go out to do business with others, so she stayed at home and kept the black donkey peacefully farming. But who could have imagined that this was the backbone of the family and the largest labor force?
, the black donkey died inexplicably!
When my grandpa and I went there, the big open-air courtyard was crowded with people of all ages and age. Ge Erlaizi cried heartbrokenly, shouting that life was over, and the villagers were all standing by.
Let me give you one word of advice.
My grandfather usually knew some medical skills in Feng Shui and traditional Chinese medicine. He often chose cemeteries and designated homes for other people's families to see doctors, so he was named Guo Daxian'er. When everyone saw my grandfather coming, they all parted ways to the left and right.
The village elder Gaotou hurriedly came over to help my grandfather, "Oh! Mr. Guo, come here. We are all waiting for you to make the decision. Please open your eyes. I think this black donkey is dead. You can do it."
Just say something so that I can give the second-rate scoundrel an explanation."
My grandfather fanned himself with a straw hat and looked at the dead donkey for a while. This donkey was very fat. Although the crop fields were not covered with manna, our wells were not dry. It was obvious that the black donkey did not die of thirst.
I knew I was about to strike, so I handed the egg to Ge Er Laizi. Sure enough, my grandfather waved to me and said: "My dear, come here, you and Er Laizi will open up this donkey's chest. I'll see what happens."
thing."
I groaned, rolled up my sleeves, and went to open the black donkey's chest with my second-rate son. The villagers didn't all watch, but a few young and strong men with good eyesight helped to open the black donkey's belly.
, suddenly a strong stench rushed out, and everyone took a few steps back. It stands to reason that the donkey had just died, and no matter how hot and poisonous the weather was, there would be no way it would smell like this.
Old Man Li, known as Tieguai Li, pointed at the black donkey's belly in shock and shouted: "Guo Daxian'er, I am very familiar with this smell. This... this seems to smell like the dead!"
As soon as I said these words, a cold breeze felt at my back. The faces of the villagers all turned purple and they all talked about it. The village elder, Gao Touer, clicked his tongue and cursed at Tieguai Li: "What a shame!"
Old Li Tou, don't let Hu Qiba tell you that there is a little kid in this yard. What's the point of being frightened? I won't be able to let you go in the first place, old man."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ge Er Laizi's mother, with white hair on her head, picked up a hoe and staggered over, wiped her tears, pointed at Tieguai Li and cursed: "Brother Li, my Er Lai Zi sometimes doesn't..."
You're sensible, but I haven't offended you, Brother Li, so what do you mean by saying such vicious things! Please let me and my mother and daughter know clearly through my father and fellow villagers!"
The scene became tense all of a sudden. My grandfather felt that something was going on here, so he smoothed things over and said, "Old village chief! Ge family's niece! Speak carefully. With me here, I'm a fool!"
Don’t make any fuss about anything! I’m making the decision for you, so why are you so afraid?”
Then grandpa asked Tieguai Li: "Brother Li, what is the smell of dead people? I am also curious, please explain it to everyone!"
As soon as Tieguai Li heard this, his face suddenly turned purple. He limped forward two steps and said in a loud voice: "Great Fairy, I, Old Li, can say anything. Seriously.
Just believe me. Everyone knows that our old Li family was the old landowner of Wutonghua here before you all came here to settle down. There is no place within a hundred miles of our old Li family.
It's clear! I remember that my old man told me when I was a child not to go to Heigou Gang, forty miles to the west, because there were monsters there! I was timid when I was a child! This sentence of my old man was frightened.
When I was sixteen years old, I was supposed to get a wife, ride a Shandan horse in Zhuangtou Village, and wear red flowers to pick up my mother. But when we passed Heigou Gang, my mother and I smelled it.
This smell soon spurted out a flood of mud from the big deep ditch leading to our village, which scared all the horses in Shandan and ran away! Then more water came out of the ditch.
Dead bodies were coming, and their bellies were as shriveled as this donkey’s! Just when my child and I were in a daze, a black dog with two heads jumped out of nowhere and bit me on the leg.
Now, my son and I were so frightened that we ran back home and found out that the dog's mouth was poisonous! My... this leg will be... useless!" Speaking of this, Tieguai Li patted his own.
Thighs, heaving a long sigh.
After hearing this, my grandfather hissed and said with blazing eyes: "Could it be that the 'two-headed crow' is here?!"
