<>The story summary of Chapters 13 to 19

Thirteen

When dusk came, Cuicui sat under the white pagoda behind her house, watching the sky turn into peach-colored thin clouds as the setting sun turned. No. 14 Middle Village

Everything happens in the village. Many businessmen in the city come to Zhongzhai to buy mountain goods, and there are also many people passing by. My grandfather is busy

on the ferry. It was almost night, and all the other birds seemed to be resting, except for the cuckoo, which kept calling. The rocks and soil have been exposed to the sun for a whole day, and the grass and trees have been exposed to the sun for a whole day. At this time, they all release a kind of heat. There is an earthy, grassy, ??and beetle-like smell in the air. Cuicui looked at the red clouds in the sky and listened to the chaotic voices of businessmen in Piaoxiang on the ferry, and felt a little desolate in her heart.

Dusk is still gentle, beautiful and calm. But if a person thinks about everything in the present, he will still feel a little desolate in this dusk. So, this day became a painful thing. Cuicui felt as if something was missing. It seems that seeing this day pass, I want to grasp it in a new person and thing, but I can't.

It seems that life is too ordinary and unbearable.

"I want to take a boat down to Taoyuan County and cross Dongting Lake. I will ask my grandfather to play gongs all over the city to call me, light lanterns and torches to find me."

She and her grandfather deliberately Thinking of such a thing as if she was angry, she imagined that after she ran away, her grandfather searched in various ways to no avail, and how he ended up lying helplessly on the ferry.

People shouted, "Transition, transition, old uncle, what's wrong with you, you don't care!" "What's the matter! Cuicui is gone,

He's off to Taoyuan County!" "Then What should you do?" "What should I do? Get a knife, put it in your bag, and take a boat to kill her!"...

Cui Cui seemed to be listening seriously. This conversation made her frightened, and while calling her grandfather in a sharp voice, she ran from the ridge to the ferry by the stream. I saw my grandfather pulling the boat in the middle of the stream. The people on the boat were chattering and the little boy was still jumping.

"Grandpa, grandpa, pull the boat back!"

The old boatman didn't understand what she meant, and thought Cuicui was going to do it for him, so he said:

"Cui Cui, wait a minute, I'll be back!"

"Aren't you going to pull me back?"

"I'll be back!"< /p>

Cui Cui sat by the stream, looking at everything shrouded in dusk on the stream, and saw a group of people on the ferry.

Among them was a cigarette smoker. He was smoking with a scythe and peeling off the cigarette stick by the side of the boat, tapping the ashes, and then he suddenly started crying

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When my grandfather pulled the boat back, he saw Cuicui sitting on the shore foolishly. He asked her what was going on, but Cuicui remained silent. Grandfather asked her to light a fire and cook. After thinking for a while, she felt that she was ridiculous for crying, so she went back to the house alone and sat by the dark stove to light the fire. Afterwards, she walked up to the high cliff outside the door and shouted to her grandfather, asking him to come back home.

The old boatman, who was no joke at work, knew that everyone in transition would rush back. Anyone who comes to have dinner in the city can just cross over one by one. It is inconvenient to ask people to stand on the shore and wait, so they don't come ashore. He just stood on the bow of the boat and told Cuicui and asked him to do something. After ferrying people over, he went home to have dinner.

Cui Cui asked her grandfather for the second time, but he ignored her. She sat on the cliff, feeling very sad.

It was night, and there was a big firefly with blue light shining on its tail, and it flew past Cuicui very quickly. Cuicui thought,

"Look how far you fly! "Then he followed the bright light of the fireflies with his eyes. The cuckoo cried again.

"Grandpa, why don't you come up? I want you!"

The grandfather on the boat heard this voice with a bit of complaint, and replied in a rough voice Said: "Cui Cui

Cui, I'm coming, I'm coming!" But he said to himself: "Cui Cui, grandpa is gone, what will happen to you?"

When the old boatman returned home, he saw that the house was still dark, except for the light of the fire in the stove. He saw Cuicui sitting on a low stool beside the stove, covering her eyes with her hands.

When I walked over, I realized that Cuicui had been crying for a long time.

My grandfather spent the whole second half of the day hunched over and pulling things around on the boat. When he took a break, his hands and waist were sore. According to the rules, he would smell the pot as soon as he got home. The smell of the stewed melons and vegetables,

and you can see the shadow of Cuicui running around under the light while arranging dinner. Things are a little different today.

Grandfather said: "Cui Cui, I was late and you cried. Is this okay? What if I die?"

Cui Cui remained silent.

Grandpa said again: "Don't cry. Be an adult and don't cry no matter what happens. Only by being firmer and more solid

can you be worthy of living in this land. "Come on!"

Cui Cui moved her hands away from her eyes and moved closer to her grandfather, "I won't cry anymore."

Grandfather said to Cuicui when they were eating. Some interesting stories. Therefore, the dead Cuicui's mother was mentioned. After the two of them had eaten under the soybean oil lamp, the old boatman drank half a bowl of white wine because he was tired from work, so he was in a good mood after the meal. He went to the high cliff outside the door with Cuicui to talk under the moonlight. story. He talked about some of the poor mother's cleverness

and at the same time talked about the poor mother's tough character, which made Cuicui fascinated.

Cui Cui hugged her knees and sat under the moonlight, next to her grandfather, and asked many stories about her poor mother. Occasionally

I let out a breath, as if there was something heavy in my heart, and I wanted to move farther away, so I let out this breath.

But there was no way to remove that thing. Move away.

The moonlight is like silver, shining everywhere, and the bamboos on the mountain all turn black under the moonlight. The sound of insects in the grass around me

is as dense as falling rain. Occasionally, from somewhere, a grass warbler would suddenly sing "Lulululululuo!" in its throat. Soon, the little bird seemed to understand that it was the middle of the night and it shouldn't be. It was so noisy, but she still closed her little eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

My grandfather was in good spirits at night and told Cuicui the story, and then mentioned the singing style of people in this city twenty years ago

How it became famous in the Sichuan and Guizhou borders . Cuicui's father is an expert in singing and can use various metaphors to explain the knot of love and hatred. These things have also been mentioned. How Cuicui's mother loves to sing, and how she and her father sang in antiphonal ways during the day before they knew each other. One of them was chopping bamboo in the bamboo poles on the mountainside, and the other was pulling the boat on the ferry on the stream. These things Also said

It’s here.

Cuicui asked: "What happened next?"

Grandpa said: "What happened next is very long. The most important thing is that this kind of singing inspired you."< /p>

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Fourteen

The old boatman was tired from work and fell asleep. Cuicui fell asleep when she was tired of crying. Cuicui could not forget what her grandfather said. In her dream, her soul floated to the sound of a beautiful song, as if floating gently everywhere, up to the white tower, down to the vegetable garden, to

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Getting on the boat, we flew back and flew halfway over the cliff - what were we going to do? Pick saxifrage! When pulling the boat during the day, she raised her head

and looked at the fat saxifrages on the cliff, which she was very familiar with. The cliff is three to five feet high and is usually difficult to climb, but at this time of year you can choose the largest leaves to use as umbrellas.

Everything was like a story told by her grandfather. Cuicui was lying on the grass in the burlap tent with a dazed look, thinking that

this dream was the most beautiful and sweet. . But my grandfather was awake in bed, opening his ears to listen to the people on the high cliffs of the opposite stream singing songs in the middle of the night. He knew who sang it, and he knew it was the first song sung by Mr. Tianbao on He Street. He listened to it feeling sad and happy at the same time. Cuicui was tired of crying all day and slept well, so he didn't disturb her.

At dawn the next day, Cuicui got up with her grandfather, washed her face with stream water, and got rid of the taboo of dreaming in the morning.

Cui Cui hurriedly went to talk to her grandfather. What I dreamed about last night.

"Grandpa, you talk about singing. I heard a most beautiful singing voice in my dream yesterday. It was soft and lingering. I

seemed to be flying everywhere with this voice. , flew halfway up the cliff opposite the stream, picked a lot of saxifrage, and got the saxifrage. I don’t know who I gave this thing to. I slept so well, dream. It’s so interesting!”

Grandpa smiled gently and pitifully, but did not tell Cuicui the facts of last night.

My grandfather thought to himself: "It would be better to dream all your life. There are still people who will become prime ministers and become the number one scholar in their dreams."

The old boatman thought the person who sang last night was the Heavenly Protector. In the coming days, Cuicui will guard the boat and go to the city for an excuse]

deliver medicine and inquire about the situation. When I saw the old man on He Street, I grabbed the young man and said happily: "Big boss, you are a cunning person who walks both by car and on the road!" ”

But the old boatman did one thing wrong and made the singer last night “unprecedented”. The two brothers went to Bixituo at the same time last night. In order to get the advantage of the elder brother, they refused to sing first no matter what. They had to give way. The younger brother sang first. As soon as the younger brother opened his mouth, the elder brother could not speak because he knew he was not his opponent. Cui Cuitong

The songs her grandfather heard at night were all sung by the two old Nuo men. When the eldest wife and her younger brother came home, they decided to leave with Chadong and sailed down the new oil tanker at home, so that they forgot everything above. At this time, I was about to go down to the river

to watch the loading of new ships. Seeing his cold expression, the old boatman didn't understand what he meant, so he made a funny mark with his eyebrows to show that he understood that the elder's coldness was fake and that he had news to tell him. .

He patted the elder and said softly:

"You sing very well. When others listen to your song in their dreams, the song will carry them far away." , walked a long way!

You are the number one, the number one singer in our place."

The old man looked at the old boatman's coquettish face. , said softly:

"Forget it, just give your precious daughter to the singing bamboo bird."

This sentence completely confused the old boatman. it means. The elder walked down the river from a stilted corridor, and the old boatman followed him. When I arrived at the river, I saw that the new ship was being loaded, and many oil baskets were placed on the shore. A sailor is tying thatch into long bundles to prepare handles for blocking waves on the side of the ship, while others are wiping oars with grease on the riverside.

The old boatman asked the sailor who was sitting on the hut in the bright sun when the boat would set off and who would escort the boat. The sailor pointed his finger at the elder. The old boatman rubbed his hands and said:

"Old man, let me tell you something serious. It's not right for you to do it by car; if you do it by road, you have a share!"

The old man pointed his hand at the window and said: "Uncle, look over there. You want the bamboo bird to be your grandson-in-law. The bamboo bird is there

Ah!"

The old boatman looked up and saw The second elder is sorting a fishing net at the window.

When returning to Bixituo and getting on the ferry, Cuicui asked:

"Grandpa, who did you have a quarrel with? Your face is so ugly!"

Grandpa Smiling, he didn't tell Cuicui a word about his arrival in the city.

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Fifteen

The elder took the new The oil tanker went down the river, leaving Nuo to see the two elders at home. The old boatman thought that since the singing last time belonged to the two elders, he would naturally hear that kind of singing again in the next few days. As soon as evening comes, she deliberately draws Cuicui's attention to the singing at night from other things. After the meal, the two sat in the house. Because the house was next to the water, long-legged mosquitoes were buzzing at dusk. Cuicui lit a cigarette bundle made of mugwort and sent it to the house. Every corner of the house

was shaken to repel mosquitoes.

After shaking for a while, it was estimated that the whole room was filled with mugwort smoke, so I put it on the floor in front of the bed, and then sat on the small bench to listen to my grandfather's words. Slowly talking about singing from some stories, my grandfather said something wonderful.

My grandfather arrived and asked:

"Cui Cui, the song in your dream can make you climb up the high cliff to pick the saxifrage. If someone really comes to the opposite stream, Gao Ya sings for you, how are you?" Grandpa said it as a joke.

Cuicui also took it as a joke and replied: "I will listen to someone singing, and I will listen to him for as long as he sings!"

"How about three years and six months?"

"Sing beautifully, I've been listening to it for three years and six months."

"Isn't this fair?"

"Why is it unfair? Sing for me Aren’t you very willing for me to listen to his songs all the time?”

“It stands to reason: cooking requires people to eat, and singing requires people to listen. But when people sing for you, they want you to understand the meaning of his songs. Meaning

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"Grandpa, what does the song mean?"

"Of course it's his sincerity that wants to be with you! Isn't it the same as listening to the bamboo bird singing?"

"So what if I understand his heart?"

Grandpa used it. He beat his legs hard with his fists and smiled: "Cui Cui, you are a good person. Grandpa is very stupid. He doesn't speak gently. Don't be angry. I'm just talking nonsense and telling you a joke. Listen. You should take it as a joke. Bao Da Lao went to the car to ask Baoshan to propose marriage. I told you about this, but you looked unwilling, right?

But if that person has a brother who comes to sing for you and propose to you, what will you say?"

Cui Cui was surprised and lowered her head. head to go. Because she didn't understand how true the joke was, and she didn't know who made the joke.

Grandfather said: "Tell me, which one do you want?"

Cuicui smiled and said with a gentle pleading look:

"Grandpa, please don't tell this joke." Cuicui stood up.

"What if what I said is true?"

"Grandpa, you are such a..." Cuicui said and walked out.

Grandfather said: "What I said was a joke, are you angry with me?"

Cui Cui did not dare to be angry with her grandfather, so when she approached the threshold, she said Leading to another thing: "Grandpa

Look at the moon in the sky, it's so big!" After saying that, he walked out of the house and stood still in the clear open air. After standing

for a while, my grandfather also came out of the house. Cuicui then sat on the rock that was heated by the strong sunlight during the day. The stone was dissipating the residual heat stored during the day. Grandfather said: "Cui Cui, don't sit on the hot rocks, otherwise you will get sores." But after touching it with his hands, he sat on the rock himself.

The moonlight is extremely soft, and a thin layer of white mist floats on the surface of the stream. At this time, if someone is singing to the stream and singing along across the stream, it is really beautiful.

Cuicui still remembers the joke her grandfather told earlier. He is not deaf, and his grandfather’s words are very clear.

What is going on when a brother walks on the street and sings to kill a night like this? She seemed to have been silent for a long time waiting for such singing.

She sat under the moonlight for a while, but in her heart she was really willing to listen to someone singing. For a long time, there was nothing but the voiceless repetition of grass and insects in the stream. Cuicui walked home, touched the reed pipe by the door, took it out and blew it under the moonlight. Feeling that the playing was not good, he handed it to his grandfather to play again. The old boatman put the reed pipe up to his mouth and played a long tune, which softened Cuicui's heart.

Cui Cui sat next to her grandfather and asked him:

"Grandpa, who was the first person to make this small tube?"

"It must be someone. The happiest person, because he also gives people a lot of happiness; but it seems to be the unhappiest person, because he can also make people unhappy! ”

< p>"Grandpa, are you unhappy? Are you angry with me?"

"I'm not angry with you. I'm happy when you are by my side."

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"What if I run away? "

"You will not leave grandpa. "

"If something like this happens, how about you, grandpa? "

"If this happens, I will drive this ferry to find you. "

Cui Cui laughed. "Fengtan and Citan are not dangerous, there are chicken coops below; the chicken coops are also easy to get down, Qinglangtanlang

As big as a house. Grandpa, can your ferry go to Fengtan, Citan, and Qinglangtan? Didn't you say that the water in those places looks like a lunatic? "

Grandpa said: "Cui Cui, I was really like a madman at that time. Am I still afraid of big water and waves? "

Cui Cui thought about it very seriously and said, "Grandpa, I will definitely not leave." But will you leave?

Will you be caught by someone and taken somewhere else? ”

Grandfather was silent. He thought about things like being taken away by death.

The old boatman looked at his situation after being taken away by death, and looked at Tiannanjiao in a daze. When I saw a star, I thought: "There are shooting stars in the sky in July and August. People will also die in July and August, right?" "I also thought about the conversation with the elder on He Street during the day. I thought about the mill where the villagers were married, thought about the two elders, and thought of a lot of things. My heart

There was a bit of chaos in the middle.

Cui Cui suddenly said: "Grandpa, can you sing a song for me?" "

My grandfather sang ten songs. Cuicui stood next to her grandfather and listened with her eyes closed. When her grandfather became silent,

Cui Cui said to herself: " I picked another handful of saxifrage. ”

The song my grandfather sang was the song I heard that night.

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Sixteen

The two elders had the opportunity to sing but never went to Bixinuo to sing again. Fifteen passed, sixteen also passed, and it was seventeen. , the old boatman couldn't help it, and went into the city to look for the young man on He Street. When he arrived at the city gate and was about to enter the river, he met Yang Ma, who had protected the elder last time. The soldier was leading a mule and horse to prepare to leave the city. When he saw the old boatman, he grabbed him and said: "Uncle, I have something to sue you. By chance, you are here. In town! "

"What happened? "

"Tianbao Elder took a boat to Citan and something happened. Unexpectedly, the man fell into the swirling water under the beach and was drowned.

Shunshun’s family received this letter in the morning and heard that the second elder had rushed there early in the morning. "

This news slapped him hard like a powerful slap. He didn't believe it was serious news. He

pretended to be calm and said:

< p>"Is the natural protection elder drowned? I have never heard of a water duck getting damaged by water! "

"But the water duck was still drowned once... I agree with your brilliant opinion and don't let that kid

The road is very smooth. ”

From the words of the horse soldiers, the old boatman was still very doubtful about the news, but from the look of the horse soldiers, the old boatman saw clearly that this was true news. He He said miserably:

"What can I say? This is God's will! Everything has God's will..." The old boatman said with his heart filled with

emotions.

To prove how reliable what the horseman said was, the old boatman parted ways with the horseman. Finally, I hurried to He Street. When I arrived in front of Shunshun's house, someone was burning paper money, and many people gathered around to listen.

What he was talking about was what Yang Mabing mentioned. But as soon as someone noticed the old boatman behind him, everyone changed their conversation and deliberately talked about the increase in oil prices in Xiahe. The old boatman was very uneasy and wanted to talk to a better sailor.

After a while, the captain came back obediently from outside. He looked gloomy. This bold and upright middle-aged man seemed to be struggling to get up after being knocked down by misfortune.

As soon as he saw the old boatman, he said:

"Old uncle, let's blow the matter we talked about. The old man of Tianbao is broken, do you know that?"

Old man The boatman's eyes were red and he rubbed his hands, "What, this is the real thing! Was it yesterday or the day before yesterday?"

Another person who seemed to be on the way to report the news interjected: "Ten On the sixth day, the boat was put on the stone buns, and the bow of the boat was filled with water. The old man wanted to throw his pole, but the man jumped into the water. "

The old boatman. Said: "Did you see him go into the water?"

"I went into the water at the same time as him!"

"What did he say?"

"It was too late to do anything. Say! He hasn't spoken in the past few days!"

The old boatman shook his head and glanced at Shunshun timidly. The captain Shun Shunxiang knew what he was feeling uneasy about, so he said: "Uncle, everything depends on God, forget it."

I have some good shochu here sent by people from Daxingchang. "Please take some and drink it." A waiter served a tube of wine in a bamboo tube, covered the mouth of the tube with new paulownia leaves, and handed it to the old boatman.

The old boatman took away the wine, and after reaching the river street, he lowered his head and walked towards the river pier, and went to the boat boarding area at Tianbao Daimaeden by the river

To have a look. Yang Mabing was still letting his horse roll on the sand, and he sat in the shade of the willow tree to enjoy the cool air. The old boatman left

He went over to invite the horsemen to try the shochu in Daxingchang. After the two drank some wine, they seemed to be in a better mood, so the old boatman reported

to Yang Horse soldiers, on the night of the 14th, the two elders came to Bixinuo to sing.

When the horse soldier heard this, he said:

"Uncle, do you think Cuicui is willing to send the two elders back to him..."

No words After saying that, Nuo saw off his two elders and came down from He Street. The young man looked like he was about to go on a long journey. As soon as he saw the old boatman, he turned back. Yang Mabing called him and said:

"Second old man, second old man, come here, I have something to say to you!"

The second old man stood still, looking very unhappy, and asked Ma Bing "has something to say". The horse soldier looked at the old boatman and said to the two old men: "Come here, you have something to say!"

"What words?"

"I listen to you He said you have left - come here and I will tell you, I will not eat you!” When they arrived under the willow shade, the old boatman wanted to calm down the air. He pointed to the new mill in the distance up the river and said: "Second old man, I heard people say that the mill will be in the future." It belongs to you! It belongs to you, can you send me to guard Nianzi?"

The second elder seemed to be unable to understand the purpose of this inquiry, so he remained silent. Yang Mabing saw that the limelight was a little stiff, so he said: "Second old man, what's wrong with you, are you ready to go?" The young man nodded, said nothing, and walked away.

The old boatman was so bored that he hurried back to Bixituo in frustration. When he got on the ferry, he pretended to take the matter very casually and reported it to the police. Cuicui. < /p>

Cuicui didn’t seem to care at all about the report because she didn’t understand it. Grandfather said again:

"Cui Cui, this is true. The last time I came here to serve as a Yang Ma soldier in Baoshan, he also said that I had refused to agree to the marriage. I was very knowledgeable.

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Cui Cui glanced at her grandfather and saw that his eyes were red. She knew that he had drunk wine and was unhappy about something.

She thought to herself: "Who is teasing? Are you angry?" When the boat arrived home, my grandfather smiled unnaturally and walked towards the house. Cuicui was guarding the boat.

She didn't hear her grandfather's voice for a long time. She rushed home to take a look and saw her grandfather sitting on the threshold knitting the ears of straw shoes.

Cui Cui saw that her grandfather was looking very wrong, so she squatted in front of him.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

"Tianbao is really dead! The second elder was angry with us, thinking that we were responsible for the incident in his family!"< /p>

Someone shouted loudly by the stream for the ferry to be transferred, and my grandfather hurried out.

Cuicui sat on the straw in the corner of the room, feeling extremely confused. She started to cry before her grandfather came back.

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Seventeen

Grandpa seems to be angry with someone, The smile on his face diminished, and he didn't pay much attention to Cuicui. Cuicui knew that her grandfather no longer loved her very much, but she didn't seem to understand the reason. But it doesn't take a long time. Once the days pass, it will be fine.

The two of them still rowed to live their lives, and everything remained the same, but there seemed to be an invisible gap somewhere in their lives that could never be filled. Grandfather could still receive smooth hospitality from the captain when he crossed the river.

But it was obvious that the captain had not forgotten the reason for the death of the deceased. The two elders left Beihe and went down to Chenzhou for six hundred miles

. They looked for the body of the poor brother along the river, but to no avail. They posted signs at various customs offices and returned to Chadong

< p>Coming. Not long after, he crossed east Sichuan to handle goods, and met an old boatman during the transition. The old boatman looked at the young man, as if he had completely forgotten what happened in the past, and started talking to him.

"Second old man, the sun is very poisonous in June. Are you going to the east of Sichuan again? Are you not afraid of hard work?"

"If you want food, you have to go on the road even if your head is burning!"< /p>

"We need to eat! My parents still have little food to eat!"

"If there is food to eat, my father said that young people should not just eat at home and do nothing!"

< p>"How is your father?"

"What's wrong with eating well?"

"Your brother is bad. I think your father is worried about this matter." He seems more haggard!" After hearing this, the second elder fell silent and looked at the white tower behind the old boatman's house. He seemed to think of the old incident that night in the past, and he felt very melancholy. The old boatman glanced at the young man timidly, and a smile spread on his face.

"Second elder, my Cuicui said that one night in May, I had a dream..." While he was talking, he looked at the second elder again.

He was not surprised to see the second elder. She was not bored, so she continued, "She had a strange dream, saying that she was lifted up by a person's singing voice in her dream, and went up to the hanging rock to pick a handful of saxifrage!"

The second old man turned his head to the side and made a wry smile, thinking in his mind, "The old man is really good at showing off." This meaning

It seemed to be revealed in that wry smile, and it was still seen by the old boatman. The old boatman said: "Second old man,

Don't you believe it?"

The young man said: "Why don't I believe it? Because I was a fool and sang on the rock there one night!"

The old boatman was embarrassed by an unexpected truth. , stammering in his mouth: "This is true...

This is false..."

"Why isn't it true? The death of Mr. Tianbao, isn't it? Really!"

"But, but..."

Old Boatman's original intention was just to make things clearer, but at first he narrated this incident himself

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, there was a mistake in the method, so he was misunderstood by the two elders. He was just about to tell the story of that night, but the boat had already arrived at the shore. As soon as the two elders jumped on the shore, they wanted to leave. The old boatman looked even more busy on the boat.

The son said:

"Second old man, second old man, wait a minute. I have something to say to you. Didn't you mention that earlier—— Are you doing what a fool does? You are not stupid, and that’s why others really made you look stupid with that song!”

Although the young man stood still, he spoke softly. He said lightly: "That's enough, don't say any more.

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The old boatman said: "Second old man, I heard someone said that you don't need a roller but a ferry. This is what Yang Mabing said. Isn't it true?

The young man said: "So what if we need to ferry?" ”

The old boatman looked at the two elders’ expressions, and suddenly felt happy in his heart. He couldn’t help calling Cuicui loudly,

asking her to come down to the stream. However, she didn’t know Cui Cui. Cui Cui didn't come out of the house on purpose, or she went elsewhere. It's been a long time since she saw Cui Cui's shadow or heard the girl's voice. The second elder waited for a while and looked at the old man. The boatman looked so cool,

Without saying a word, he smiled and strode away with the porter carrying the cargo of vermicelli and sugar.

They passed the Bixinuo hill. People should walk along a winding bamboo forest, and the porter said at this time: "Nuo sent the two old men off, look at the way you are running the ferry, I am very happy with you. ! "

The two elders were silent, and the man said again:

"Second elder, he asked you whether you want a mill or a ferry. You are seriously prepared to be his grandson-in-law and take over his ferry boat.

A boat? "

The second elder laughed, and the man said again:

"Second elder, if this matter is assigned to me, I want the mill. A mill can produce seven liters of rice and three buckets of chaff per day. "

The second elder said: "When I come back, I will tell my father that I will be a matchmaker with the Zhongzhai people and let you get the mill.

As for me, I think it would be good to get a ferry. It's just that the old guy was crooked and unlucky, and he was the one who killed the boss. "

The old boatman felt very unhappy when he saw the two elders leaving like that but Cuicui still hadn't come out. He walked home to have a look, but it turned out that Cuicui was not at home. After a while, Cuicui came back from the hill with a basket, only to find out that Cuicui had gone out to dig bamboo shoots early in the morning.

"Cui Cui, I am. I’ve been calling you for a long time, but you didn’t hear me! "

"What are you calling me for? "

"A transition...an acquaintance, we talk about you...you won't agree when I call you! "

"Who is it? "

"Guess, Cuicui. Not a stranger...you know him! "

Cui Cui blushed when she remembered what she had overheard from the bamboo forest at that time, and remained silent for a long time.

The old boatman asked: "Cui Cui, how many bamboo shoots have you got? ”

Cui Cui tipped the bamboo basket to the ground. Except for a dozen small bamboo shoots, there was only a handful of saxifrage.

The old boatman glanced at Cui Cui. , Cuicui's blushing cheeks ran away

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27 Reply: Border Town - Shen Congwen

Eighteen

< p>The days passed normally for a month, and all the ailments in people's hearts seemed to be cured under those long days.

The weather was extremely hot, and everyone was busy sweating. Washing rivers with cold water and eating rice wine, there is no need to worry about it, since it can't be kept in people's lives. Cuicui goes to the side of the white tower facing away from the sun to take a siesta every day. It's extremely cool at the top.

Quickly, there were so many bamboo sparrows and other birds singing in the bamboo bamboo poles on the two mountains that she was obsessed with the songs of mountain birds in her sleep.

The dreams they have are often the most absurd ones.

This is not a human fault. Poets write whole poems about a small matter, and sculptors work together<. /p>

The stone is carved with life-like human figures of flesh and blood. The artist paints a picture with green, red and gray.

A picture with magic. Who doesn’t create such weird results in color paintings just because they are thinking about a shadow of a smile or a mark of a frown? Cuicui cannot use words, stones, or colors to paint them. The love and hatred in her heart were transferred to another thing, but it only made her heart race on all the most absurd things. Here, I often get excitement that is both surprising and joyful.

The completely unknown future shook her emotions so much that she couldn't completely hide her obsession from her grandfather.

As for my grandfather, it can be said that he knows everything. But in fact he is a clueless person. He understands

Cui Cui doesn't hate the old man, but he doesn't understand what the young man and the old man are like. He encountered obstacles both at the ship's headquarters and at the two senior offices, but he was not discouraged.

"It must be arranged correctly so that it makes sense and everything has a destiny!" He thought about it, which made him seem to have a lot to do.

He started to grind. When he opened his eyes, his dreams were more absurd and vast than that of his granddaughter Cuicui. He asked local people in various places about their lives and cared about them as if they were members of his own family. But it was also strange, so he

was afraid of seeing the captain and his wife. When he saw them, he didn't know what to say. He just rubbed his hands back and forth in an old temper, completely losing his composure. Both the father and son understood what he meant, but the dead man had a desolate impression embedded in the hearts of the father and son, and they seemed to have no idea what the old boatman meant.

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Let’s pass the time together.

It is clear that the white night comes without dreaming,