The fat man still picked up the gold particles on the ground one by one.
He comforted himself by saying that these were indeed a little lacking and could not be used to support the world revolution, but they were more than enough to improve life.
I saw that these gold particles were very similar to what I saw that night in the forest.
They were very irregular in shape.
They seemed to be gold particles used to inlay decorative objects.
Could it be that the box in Wong Tai Sin was actually covered with gold ornaments?
During the theft, these fragments fell out due to friction and collision between the boxes.
When I thought about what treasure was contained in that mysterious box, I felt itchy, but that thing had been stolen for many years.
I probably never expected to see it again in my life.
I was disappointed for a minute.
By that time, the fat man had zipped up everything he could pull in.
It was pointless to stay any longer, and besides, he was worried that the swallows would get impatient waiting for him on top, so we planned to leave.
When I was leaving, I saw dead bodies all over the ground, especially the four "old men".
I felt bad for them, so I decided to stop working with the fat man and set a fire for them.
The sedan chair was burned down because there was never any light in the basement.
There were half a jar of lamp oil stored in it, and there were many wooden structures.
It was not easy to set fire to it.
I scooped out the lamp oil and poured it randomly.
Finally, I kicked the oil jar down and threw the lamp to the ground.
It immediately caught fire.
The flames burned the beams and citrons in the cellar.
Fatty and I were worried about being choked to death by the thick smoke, so we ran up the stone steps out of Wong Tai Sin Temple.
The snow outside had stopped.
We first found a tree hole to hide the bear skin and bear meat, and sealed it with stones.
After crossing the Chahagan River and returning to the forest farm on logs, we found that the "Huang Xiangu" we had caught was frightened and had only half a breath left.
The fat man saw how it was possible, Huang Xiangu.
If the skin is dead, then you can’t peel it off.
It was valuable, but without the skills to peel it off, it was worthless, so he poured some rice soup into it to kill it.
He took Xiongzhao and "Huang Fairy" out to the supply and marketing cooperative overnight to exchange things for a few kilograms.
He walked on a mountain road despite the wind and snow.
Only educated youths who jumped in line would do such a thing.
The motive was not entirely due to greed, but the main reason was that he felt uncomfortable with his leisure time.
Yanzi went back to the village to find someone to get the bear meat, leaving me alone to guard the forest farm.
After all the work was done, and after two days of free time, we worked together to trap Huangpizi again.
This time it was time to trap a fox, but Before we could take action, the old branch secretary sent someone to move us back to the village.
The party secretary said: "I was afraid that you would remain restless in the village, so I sent you to the quietest forest farm to be on duty.
Unexpectedly, you still disobeyed the arrangements and went to Tuanshanzi to hunt bears without permission.
You disobeyed the organization's arrangements.
You are too courageous."
Big, ten thousand If something happens, who will bear the responsibility?
Although you can count as supporting the farmer by hunting a bear, the merit is not worth the effort.
I think if you are left in the forest farm, you will have to dig a big hole sooner or later.
I have to find something else for you.
You will be punished for doing the work, so what kind of job are you looking for?"
Finally, the old party secretary assigned the three of us to participate in the work of "cutting grave bricks", because it is difficult to open up wasteland for farming in the mountains.
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There are only dozens of acres of thin fields here and there.
This year, another piece of land was leveled out of the ravine.
Many tombs were dug out of the ground because our village was expelled by hunters in the Qing Dynasty.
It was caused by the gradual accumulation of cemeteries, so no one can tell which dynasty or generation the former cemetery near the ravine belongs to.
This old ownerless cemetery is full of masonry tombs, and most of them are dilapidated.
Basically, all All were destroyed, stolen, or soaked in water.
The coffins, utensils, and bones in the tombs were all destroyed.
The tomb bricks are not worth much, and after cleaning them out, there are only a lot of tomb bricks left.
These tomb bricks are a good thing for the locals, because there are few people around for hundreds of miles and there are no kilns for making bricks.
The tomb bricks are large and strong and can be used to make bricks.
It is directly used to build livestock sheds and simple buildings, but the tomb bricks may have There is a lot of residual mud; or there are missing corners and few ridges when it is opened; or it has been knocked apart and the shape of the bricks is irregular.
This needs to be removed with a tile knife.
Any irregularities should be cut off.
It does not have to be guaranteed to be neat.
Each tomb brick must be complete, but must be flat and regular, so that it is convenient to build a wall.
"Cutting grave bricks" is usually done by women in the villages, because men think this work is unlucky and has too much yin energy, so now this job is assigned to us, which is considered a light punishment, and the work is done by The fourth aunt, the wife of the branch secretary, came to supervise.
Although I was given a light punishment, I resented this kind of uncreative work the most.
We spent a long time chipping away at the stinky tomb bricks, and my back was sore, my hands hurt, and my arms were numb, so I found an opportunity to treat my fourth aunt to eat a few pieces and use "Huang Xiangu" The fruit candy she got in exchange made her happy, and she took the opportunity to be lazy and smoke a cigarette with the fat man to rest for a while.
I blew out a smoke ring.
It was a rough day and I felt dizzy.
Although it wasn't time to eat yet, my stomach was already beating.
I couldn't help but ask Yanzi: "What can sister Yanzi do for us tonight?"
food” Without waiting for the swallow to answer, the fat man rushed to say: "You have caught up.
Today I am treating you to dragon meat from the sky and donkey meat from the ground.
Yesterday there was a sick black donkey in the village.
I will carry forward my fearless spirit and will not be afraid of the burden."
Donkey's reputation, help I was busy slaughtering the donkey, so the party secretary gave me the head, hoof, and feces.
In the evening, I asked Yanzi to stew the donkey's hooves in a stew pot for us to eat.
We can also braise it.
The donkey's feces will be boiled into soup tomorrow morning.
As for how to eat the donkey head, I haven't decided yet.
You guys Talk about whether you can eat it with sauce or not?”
The swallow was forced to cut the tomb bricks by us, and he was already suffocating and unhappy.
But when he heard the fat man said he wanted to eat the donkey's hooves, he was so happy that he covered his stomach and laughed.
The fourth aunt listened and also laughed: " This fat man can eat black donkey hooves at will.
Even if he drinks salt brine when he is thirsty and eats five poisons when he is hungry, he cannot eat black donkey hooves.
Son, in the early years, people who dug graves used donkey hooves.
Don't eat them randomly.
They were used to feed the dead.
Only the old man ate black donkey hooves.
In the underworld, the judge's palm was thin, and the bull's head and horse's noodles seduced the souls and attracted ghosts.
General Jiuyou descended to destroy the evil spirit.
That General Jiuyou was transformed into a black donkey spirit who became an immortal.
In the early years, the clay statues in the temple had donkey heads and donkey hooves. " As soon as I heard what my fourth aunt said, I immediately remembered the story that my grandfather once told me about the tomb robber Captain Mo Jin who used a black donkey's hooves to suppress the zombies in the ancient tomb.
There was a huge discrepancy between what she said, but I never expected that the fourth aunt actually knew these allusions, so I quickly asked her for advice and asked her to tell us in detail.
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The fourth aunt said: "I've never heard of this whole thing about touching the gold captain.
I just remember that before liberation, there was a bunch of bandits among the bandits in the mountains, and all the men and horses in this bunch were wearing it."
Black clothes, black trousers, a black hat, a red belt, red socks and black shoes, that outfit Called Xiehu, this group of people specialized in digging graves in the deep mountains and old forests.
They were very noisy at that time.
After the liberation, all the sects such as the Yiguandao sect were suppressed.
In the early years, all the gangsters reported their trade names.
This gangster I still remember the font size, it seems to be called Nierhui
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