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Volume 1, Yan Cunzheng, Chapter 11: One slap cannot make a sound

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    In the middle of the night, Zhu Zhu was awakened by a rapid breathing sound. Not far away, her mother's breathing sound was as heavy as a bellows.  "Mother, mothermother, are you sick again?" Zhuzi was shocked. He turned over and sat up. He didn't have time to light the lamp, so he hurriedly opened the window.  The mountain breeze blew, and the cold night wind made Zhu Zhu's mother shiver while sleeping on the bed, but Zhu Zhu didn't care about it. He hurriedly fanned himself with a big cattail leaf fan, and waited until he heard his mother's breathing gradually calmed down.  , then hurriedly said: "Mom, hold on, I'll make some medicine, and when it gets dawn, I'll take you to the city to see a doctor" "Zhuzi" Zhuzi's mother stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhuzi's arm.  , Shengruo Yousi said: "Zhuzhu don't worry about mother, mother's disease is hopeless" "Mother, don't listen to that Zi Baifeng's nonsense, he is a bastard, what does he know? If I see  He must be beaten by the boss!" When Zi Baifeng was mentioned, Zhuzhu suddenly felt angry.  He really didn't know how his brother Zijian had such an annoying son. Several times, he wanted to shoot an arrow at Zi Baifeng's mouth with his hunting bow to see how deep the mouth was.  Can an arrow shoot to the bottom?  "Zhuzi Actually, that kid from Baifeng is right. Mother's disease cannot be cured. If you keep dragging it for a long time, you will suffer even more You grew up with Shitou's father. You see Shitou is so big.  , you haven¡¯t found a wife yet, it¡¯s all because of mother that has dragged you down¡± She held Zhu Zhu¡¯s hand. She was just over forty years old, but she was already as thin as an old man in her seventies or eighties, with no two hands.  The two flesh were like chicken claws, but the strength came from unknown sources and clamped tightly on Zhu Zhu's arm, preventing him from leaving.  "Zhuzi" Zhuzi's mother took Zhuzhu's rough big hand and pulled it into her arms, "Zhuzhu, please touch" Zhuzhu's hand was groping on mother's chest. Mother didn't know how long she had been panting. Underwear  It was wet and cold, and something hard was hidden on my mother's chest.  "My mother got married and came to the Yan family. Your father went up the mountain to pick a piece of good jade, and shot a deer deer. He went to Mengcheng and exchanged this bracelet for my mother" Zhu Zhu remembered the bright and green bracelet on her mother's wrist when she was a child.  Dazzling.  "Zhuzi, you touch it again" I touched Zhuzi again, and I could feel every rib of my mother. When my mother first married into the Yan family, she was so beautiful.  Dad is a good jade worker and a good hunter. Who wouldn't praise his skill in hunting in the mountains?  But one year it rained heavily, and a big rock rolled down the mountain. My father pushed me and my mother away, but he was crushed to pieces by the big stone.  It was also that time when my mother fled with the villagers in her arms, and that's when she got asthma.  "Zhuzi, have you touched it?" Zhuzi's mother asked.  ¡°Mom, I touched it.¡± Zhu Zhu¡¯s voice was muffled.  It¡¯s another hard thing, smaller than the one just now.  "When you were ten years old, my mother died" Zhuzi's mother looked at the dark beams, a bright light flashed on her face, "After she died, she didn't even have a coffin, but she put these pair of earrings  Give it to memy mother puts on these earrings, smiles, and draws away my father's soul" "Mom" Zhu Zhu just wanted to cry.  "When you were seventeen, you were bitten by a wolf. Dad Shitou carried you back. You had a fever that lasted for three days and three nights. Mom pawned the bracelet and earrings to treat your illness  Later, the two deers you brought said that they wanted to leave their skins for mother to make mattresses. Mother gave them away, and you were still not happy" "Actually, mother didn't give them away. Mother redeemed them. This is your father's.  The thoughts your grandma left for my mother, my mother can¡¯t live without them" Zhuzi just cried.  "My mother once thought that unless my mother dies, she will never buy these bracelets and earrings again" Zhuzi's mother didn't say any more. She paused, calmed down her mind, and said, "Zhuzhu.  , from today onwards, you can keep this bracelet and earrings. As soon as daybreak, go to your fifth master¡¯s house, give the earrings to your fifth master, and ask him to help you find a wife.  Think of it as a betrothal gift, and the braceletjust think of it as a betrothal gift from mother to her daughter-in-law" "If mother dies, there is no need for a coffin. Your father didn't even leave a body, and I don't even have a place to bury them together  You just wrap your mother up and bury her next to that big rock" "My mother just wants to see you getting married, and to see my son wearing a big red flower and carrying my wife on his back.  I want to see my grandson, I just want to" "Mom, mom, wait, I'll go right away, I'll go find the Fifth Master" Zhuzi ran out like crazy,  When he ran out of the yard, he stayed still in place.  A jade bracelet and a pair of gold earrings were held in his rough hands, so light yet so heavy.  This is my mother?Life, mother¡¯s dream, mother¡¯s everything!  Zhuzhu suddenly turned around, knelt down facing his mother's house, and whispered: "Mother, my son is unfilial. He doesn't want a wife, but he wants a mother! Even if he is sold into slavery, he must let his mother survive!" He ran there.  In front of Zi Baifeng's house, the door of Zi Baifeng's house was slammed loudly.  Xiayan Village is located at the foot of the mountain and is not suitable for cars, so most people do not have cars.  Only Zijian usually had to help others make furniture and haul lumber, so he made a simple cart by himself. Every time Zhu Zhu took his wife to Mengcheng to seek medical treatment, he would come to borrow the cart.  Zijian opened the door and saw Zhu Zhu's anxious look, and said in shock: "Zhu Zhu, is your mother sick again?" "Brother, I'll borrow the cart." "I'll get it for you." Zijian said nothing.  , turned around and went.  Zi Baifeng walked out of the bedroom in a daze, rubbed his eyes and said, "Uncle Zhu Zhu, what's wrong?" "You crow's mouth, I'll beat you!" Seeing Zi Baifeng, Zhu Zhu was furious.  He came here and slapped Zi Baifeng on the face.  "Ah" Zi Baifeng howled miserably and took two steps back, holding his swollen and sore cheek. His head couldn't turn around for a while. How did I offend him?  Unexpectedly, he escaped three whips from Yan Laowu, but not one slap from Uncle Zhuzhu Zi Baifeng's mouth really caused a lot of trouble "Hiss ah" Zi Baifeng held a piece in his hands.  Wet towel, soaked in cold spring water, covered the side of the face while eating breakfast in small bites.  Zijian looked across from him and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.  Although he was beaten by Zhu Zhu, Zijian did not bear any grudge against Zhu Zhu and went with him to move Zhu Zhu¡¯s mother into the car.  Zhuzi is the best hunter and the biggest strongman in the village now. He can break the neck of a wolf cub with one fist. Two years ago, he had a fight with a gangster from a neighboring village and deafened him with a slap.  If I hadn't taken advantage of him, I might have been jailed.  If he had been really cruel, Zi Baifeng would have been unable to stand up long ago.  Moreover, this son of mine who is arrogant really deserves to be spanked.  "However, it would be false to say that he was not heartbroken. After sending Zhu Zhu away, Zijian began to work around his son's face, applying cold compresses and applying medicine.  When Yanwu saw it in the morning, her eyes were filled with tears, and she kept saying, this Yaoshou Zhu was so cruel, the child was ignorant, so what's the matter?  He was blowing and touching, and he even cooked some porridge and let it cool down for Zi Baifeng to drink.  Zi Baifeng was so aggrieved. How did he know that his former self had said such unpleasant things, even though they were true After slowly finishing breakfast, the cold compress and ointment took effect. The swelling on his face was slightly reduced, and his eyes could be healed.  I opened it, looked at the basin, and saw a big swollen palm print.  Xiao Shitou stretched out a finger at the side, tapped it, and asked: "Brother, does it hurt?" "Do you think it hurts?" Zi Baifeng slapped his hand angrily, "I'll let you try to see if it hurts."  It hurts!" Xiao Shitou screamed in fright, and ran away in a hurry, complaining to Zijian: "Uncle, you want to hit me!" Zijian was sawing and whittling these pieces of wood.  He raised his eyelids and said: "He doesn't dare!" Xiao Shitou took advantage of this arrogance and turned around to provoke Zi Baifeng again, saying: "Brother, you don't dare to hit me!" "Come over and see if I dare! Look at me  The Tantric Mahamudra, hit me!" Zi Baifeng waved his palm, making the tiger angry.  Zijian looked at the two brothers fighting with a smile on his lips. His son was indeed different from before.  If it had been in the past, my son would have pulled the little stone and taught him what "brothers, friends and brothers are respectful".  If it were the Zi Baifeng of the past, he would have gone back to his room to study hard at this moment, but how could the Zi Baofeng sit still now?  He went back to the room and took out a few books to read. They were all boring classics, and with his photographic memory, Zi Baifeng had already memorized them all by heart.  He said to Xiao Shitou: "Little Shitou, go out and see if there is anyone outside, especially in the direction of the back mountain. Tell me when there is no one."  The detective came back: "No one!" Zi Baifeng said suspiciously: "There is really no one?" "There is really no one! When have I ever lied to you!" Xiao Shitou nodded repeatedly.  He looked around and found that no one was outside. Zi Baifeng then carried a small wooden box and went out.  Little Shitou, a follower, of course stood on tiptoes and swung his arms, following forward and back.  "Slow down on the road!" Zijian warned, but neither of them bothered to answer and ran away.  With a big handprint on his face, people would inevitably laugh at him when he went to the village, so Zi Baifeng walked directly to the mountain when he left the house.    Looking up from this direction at the bottom of the mountain, you can see a small stream winding down, gurgling through the village and joining the Meng River.  Halfway up the mountain, a large bluestone can be vaguely seen.  In the past, Zi Baifeng studied day and night. He felt that Zijian's carpentry work at home was too noisy, so he often took poems, books, pens and ink to the big bluestone to read and write.  The big bluestone is right next to the creek. The shady side hangs over the creek and is covered with moss.  The sunny half is dry and flat. Every morning, Zi Baifeng would take a branch and dip it in the stream water to practice calligraphy on the big bluestone. When the big characters filled the entire bluestone, the sun would rise.  If there was a private school class that day, Zi Baifeng would go back to the private school. If there were no classes, he would climb up to the big bluestone.
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