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Chapter 62: A Hundred Years of Viewing Through the Mirror


A hundred years ago, this land was full of smoke, and the people were struggling to make a living.

There are no high-rise buildings in H City, and the road is still a dusty dirt road.

The Dongjiang River is not clear.

You see, there are those who wash their clothes by the river, those who wash the toilet by the river, and those who swim by the river and pee by the way......

Of course, there are also those who fish by the river.

Successive years of poor harvests, coupled with wars everywhere for land grabbing, prices have skyrocketed.

The people did not have enough to eat.

Fortunately, the Dongjiang fish harvest is quite abundant, and as long as you fish, you will never return empty-handed.

One summer evening, a few half-grown children invited each other to find a remote reed bush to swim.

One of the little ones didn't dare to go into the water, so he picked up the fishing rod on the side.

The sound of frolicking, the splashing of water, the alarmed fish and shrimp scattered in all directions.

As soon as the fishing rod sank, the boy was pleasantly surprised: "The fish is hooked."

"Pull up the rod firmly.

Hanging from the hook Erbium was a large frog with two fists.

There was a moment of silence, followed by a burst of laughter from his companions.

The fisherman puffed up and kept the frog on the ground.

"What's so funny?

There is so much frog meat, it's better than fish. ” He didn't say angry words, but he actually put the frog in the basket and prepared to carry it home.

The frog on the ground was dizzy and couldn't struggle.

On the way home, the boy met his cousin of the same clan, and heard that an elder was sick and couldn't eat anything, and the family was looking around for something new to appetize.

When the boy heard this, he generously sent the big frog he had just caught.

The frog turned the first hand.

When I came to a slightly spacious kitchen, a middle-aged cook lady saw it and made a fuss and said that she didn't dare to kill the frog.

Throw it in a basin of water and raise it first.

When the lamp was turned on, two children came to the kitchen.

Look at the dress, it belongs to the poor children.

I wanted to sneak in and find something to eat.

One of them saw the frog in the basin and thought it was funny, and squatted there and poked it for a long time.

The companion suggested that the frog be smuggled out for one night and brought in in in the early hours of the morning.

So the frog changed hands again, and it came into the hands of the two poor children.

Summer night, starry.

The poor children frolicked in the square, holding a rope and throwing frogs at each other, laughing loudly and having a great time.

The frog was dizzy and had no ability to save himself.

Suddenly there was a roar.

It turned out that a certain adult was annoyed and wanted to drive this group of poor children away, and they were not allowed to make noise here.

The poor children scattered and frightened.

The frog was dragged and dangled a foot above the ground, and suddenly the rope broke, and the frog fell to the ground in a daze.

Falling to the ground, it breathed a sigh of relief.

Lying on the ground, a mother and daughter turned their heads in surprise.

The daughter is relatively young, and she pointed to the slowing frog in surprise, so she must get closer and take a closer look.

The frog remained motionless and pretended to be dead, hoping that the mother and daughter would walk away quickly.

Who knows, the little girl not only did not go away, but also begged her mother to take the frog back to play with.

So the frog came to a small house.

There is only one entrance to the yard, and a circle of flowers and plants is planted at the base of the wall.

The pillars are old, but they are neat.

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There was also a middle-aged woman who was a domestic servant, who came forward and called for Miss Madame.

When I saw the frog screaming, I looked scared.

It turned out that the woman of the servant dared to kill and eat all the others, but she did not dare to eat the frog, and I don't know why.

When the lady brought it back, it was not for food, but for play, and the maid's woman was still saying, "Now people, strange people."

Frogs can also be played with as pets. ” This courtyard is home to a family of three.

The parent is a teacher in the city.

In addition to teaching, he also writes articles for publication.

Housewives also teach, but in elementary school.

I am a colleague with my husband.

Because the family is new and open-minded, the frog lives very comfortably in this house.

Paddle in the water tank and have fun.

One day at noon, while Mr. and Mrs. and Miss were not at home, the maid's wife wiped the table and swept the floor, and rested aside after finishing the work.

Inadvertently turned his head to see the frog in the tank and rolled his eyes.

The maid carried the water tank, splashed the water on the ground, and urged the frog who was pretending to be dead: "Let's go, let's go."

It's disgusting to watch. ” You're disgusting!

The frog muttered, jumped out of the water tank, and lay on the ground to look.

Where to go?

The underwater canal was smelly and dirty, and it didn't really want to go.

The maid kicked it with her foot: "Hurry up, don't try to stay here." ” Who wants to rely on this?

The frog turned its head and glared at her.

The watchdog raised in the yard of 'Wangwang' rushed over excitedly.

The frog jumped in fright and found a place to hide.

The maid grinned and watched, wishing that the frog had eaten the dog.

The watchdog didn't want to eat the frog, but dragged it towards the door.

The frog screamed in his heart: It's over, it's over, it's going to fall into the dog's mouth.

The watchdog put the frog down, sat on the side, and stretched out his paws to play with it like a toy.

"Amitabha."

A monk who came to turn into a fate saw the watchdog taking a live frog as a toy, and couldn't help but fold his palms and chant Buddha.

The maid went out and gave a bowl of rice for fasting.

The monk offered to take the frog away and release it.

The maid didn't care, so she gave him away.

The monk went out of the city, put the frog in the field, chanted the Buddha, and let it go.

The frog jumped and froze again.

The fields are dirty and shallow, and the poor light torches every night to catch fish and frogs, which is also very risky.

The frog thinks it's better in the hands of the monk?

At least monks don't kill, it's better to live than to be eaten, right?

As for the hometown in the waters of the Dongjiang River, I may not be able to go back.

Maybe there's a silver lining in life?

When the monk saw the frog jump back again, he raised his head and looked at him, his mouth open and closed.

The monk was surprised and delighted.

I am surprised that the frog has such aura, and I am happy that such a frog with aura recognizes himself, which shows that he has wisdom roots and is just around the corner to become a holy monk.

The monk took this strange incident as the basis for his blessing and wisdom, and returned to the temple with the frog full of joy.

The frog had a few days of good time here.

However, the country is broken.

After all, the beacon smoke burned to the quiet place of Buddhism, which is indisputable with the world.

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The frogs watched the warlords coming, the robbers and bandits coming, and the Japanese soldiers coming......

And the monks in the temple are becoming fewer and fewer, and they are becoming more and more dilapidated.

Only the frog in the big tank, watching everything in silence.

With each passing day, the stars are changing.

After the establishment of New China, this deserted temple water tank was put to use.

The frogs were released again and released into clear canals.

The frog jumps to the edge of the ditch, looks back at the world, jumps into the water, and paddles downstream......

The picture is frozen on the clear canal water, and the flowing water veins are green.

"The mirror is broken?"

Mao Xiaoyu couldn't see anything, and raised his hand and knocked on the ancient mirror placed in front of him.

Luo Bo pulled her hand away and said in a deep voice: "Don't knock randomly."

How can I return it if it is broken?

” "But where did the frog end up, and why can't you see it?"

Mao Xiaoyu raised her hands.

This ancient mirror was borrowed by Luo Bo from someone I don't know.

According to him, after grinding his mouth for a day, the other party was reluctant to lend it to him.

However, it is instructed that there should be no damage.

Once there is damage, Luo Bo's dangerous building will be transferred to the other party.

Is there anyone who can still take a fancy to this dilapidated building?

At that time, Mao Xiaoyu said that he couldn't figure it out.