Sheep killing game

Winter is coming, and the weather is getting cold. I think of the winter of my childhood. At that time, Master Tian always seemed to have a gloomy face. When he is unhappy, he sneezes and spits out a lot of snow particles. The north wind also acted according to God's face, releasing cold airflow and choking bare branches, leaving trees standing on the roadside at the head of the village. Very sad and uncomfortable. People who walk are also sad, blowing their noses and rubbing their eyes.

No matter how Master Tian's face changes, we children are still happy to count the rice grains on the ground like dogs, treat the snow grains falling from Master Tian as glistening rice, hold them in our hands, and soon disappear, that is, a drop of water, with empty joy. This game is not fun, change it. What game shall we play in such cold weather?

"Play the game of killing sheep." Jianping said: "This is an interesting game. When I visited relatives, I saw my friends playing there, and I also participated in playing games together. "

"How to play?" Everyone asked.

Jianping said: "There is a leader, followed by a string of lambs, and let a sheep killer catch the lambs." The caught lamb became a sheep killer, and he couldn't catch the lamb. He has always been a sheep killer. "

Everyone agreed in high spirits. However, Yushu asked, "Who wins and who loses?"

Jianping said: "The sheep killer is a loser."

Peng Jian asked, "Who is the loser?"

"Choose two people," Jianping said. "Scissors and cloth. Whoever wins is the leader. " He stretched out his right hand. "Come on, let's go first."

Peng Jian also stretched out his right hand. The two men shouted in unison: "scissors, paper." As a result, they both produced scissors at the same time. This round doesn't count, and it is the second round. They both shouted at the same time, "scissors, paper." Make friends and make fists, representing stones; Jianping slaps, representing cloth. The bag is full of stones. Everyone shouted, "Jianping won."

I was behind Jianping, tugging at his back skirt. Yushu is behind me, tearing at my skirt. Then there are Gao Liang, black cats, black ducks and others, which form a long sheep-herding team. Jianping leaned forward, and we bowed behind him and played on the swing with him.

Peng Jian, the sheep slayer, can't kill the sheep leader, but only the sheep behind the sheep leader. Killing sheep is not really killing sheep. As long as one of them is caught, the winner is caught.

We played a game of killing sheep in the open space in the center of the village. This place is Hejiafen. It may be a long time ago that Hejiafen was buried here after his death. When I was a child, Hejiafen was a clearing, and there was no family named He. However, I remember that in summer, when there was a thunderstorm, water gathered at Hejiafen. When playing with water, groping in the muddy water and hitting a nail are the nails that nail the coffin. It means that this place used to be a cemetery, but it has been a long time and no one has been there. Later, people leveled the cemetery and built houses around it, but no one built houses in this place. People don't build houses on graves. This left a lot of space and became the activity center of the whole village.

The game has begun. Peng Jian faced the shepherd and ran to grab the sheep. The sheep leader resisted, and the sheep behind him wagged their tails to avoid the capture of the sheep killer. The sheep slayer came this way and the sheep team swung that way. The sheep killer drove over and led the sheep killer to block it. Sometimes, the sheep team will circle around the sheep killer, and everyone will be embarrassed.

Some adults like to catch up with the fun and come around to watch us slaughter sheep. They stamped their feet, clapped their hands and shouted for fuel. Sometimes, adults also show Peng Jian how to catch sheep.

Seeing the audience watching us play the game of killing sheep, we are more confident and full of energy, running back and forth.

The weather in early winter is cold and dry. Although there are snow grains on the ground, we stirred them up. At one time, Peng Jian didn't kill a sheep. Angered, he ran to find the shepherd Jianping. Jianping smiled and said, "No,no.". Pounce on the sheep behind. "

We swung behind Jianping to avoid Peng Jian's capture, and we also booed: "Come on, come on! We are here. "

Jian Xian bumped into Jianping, knocked him to the ground and grabbed Jianping's hands. He shouted, "I caught it. Finally caught it. "

Jianping noticed that the sheep killer deliberately violated the rules of the game, so he jumped up and shouted, "The sheep killer is crazy and wants to eat the sheep leader!" " "We rushed in behind, * * * knocked Peng Jian down. Everyone is in a pile. The adults standing by watching shouted:

"What a mess. Everybody get up and start over. "

We stood up and jumped around in the same place, shouting "Aha …"

People's shouts soared into the sky, making the quiet village very lively and restless. They don't know what happened. The chicken is cackling recently, and the dog is a little manic. The adults came to watch the excitement and asked what had happened.

Adults know that more than a dozen children are playing the game of killing sheep in Hejiafen, so they say, "Do it again."

"I'll herd sheep," Peng Jian said, pointing to Jianping. "You killed the sheep."

"ok." Jianping said, "I am a sheep killer. However, you can't be a sheep leader. I lost this game and can only put the sheep's tail. "

"Which can only lead the sheep?" Peng Jian asked.

"The sheep behind me move forward." Jianping said: "This is the rule. Everyone can't break the rules. "

"Can't I be a shepherd for once?" Peng Jian really wants to be a shepherd.

At this time, an adult began to speak: "obey the rules." If you don't obey the rules, you will be confused. "

"Just follow the rules of the game." I took the opportunity to say, "I'll find a shepherd." Now everyone supports me. "I saw Peng Jian didn't move. I shouted to him, "Go back and wag the sheep's tail. "The sheep team lined up quickly, and Yushu was behind me. Peng Jian sees everyone here, so he can only be the tail of a sheep.

The adults outside shouted, "Let's go." They want to see our new game, how to kill sheep.

"Kill the sheep!" I only heard Jianping shouting, "I want to kill the sheep!" " "He lifted his foot and jumped in place, raised his hand and bowed his head and sprinted forward.

I led the sheep behind me to the right block and called the sheep behind me to swing from side to side. The adults on the side cheered loudly: "Good." Moreover, there are a group of adults who are pointing out sheep killers: "Kill like this." Another group of adults are instructing our sheep team: "Swing that way."

We jumped up and down in the open space, raising dust. The magpies on the tree are chirping on the branches, as if cheering for us. Jianping, the sheep killer, did not directly hit the sheep's head, but directly hit the middle of the sheep team or the sheep's tail. The sheep team I led avoided the sheep slayer behind me, and sometimes they huddled together and let me kill the sheep slayer. According to the rules of the game, the sheep behind me can only avoid the sheep killer and can't fight the sheep killer.

Peng Jian was a little depressed because he didn't become a shepherd. He jumped around behind the sheep's tail, deliberately teasing and killing Jianping, and sometimes punching and kicking. However, when Jianping tried to catch him, he leaned forward and jumped to the other side. The amused adults laughed at the suggestion. Jianping thought adults were laughing at his incompetence, and he couldn't even catch a sheep. He's going to feint at me, then grab the sheep's tail and go straight to Peng Jian. This time, Peng Jianzheng was about to raise his hand to kill the sheep, but he was caught by Jianping, a well-guarded sheep killer, and pulled out the sheep team. He shouted, "I caught it. I caught a sheep. "

"Not this time," Peng Jian said. "I gave you mutton myself."

I saw the sheep killer kill a sheep, so I stood up and announced, "It's Peng Jian's turn to kill the sheep." Everyone broke up and booed. The adults also said, "If you kill a sheep, this sheep will count." They have things to do and have no leisure to play the game of killing sheep with us.

Jianying doesn't want to be a sheep killer anymore. We played two rounds of killing sheep together, and we were a little sleepy. Everyone agreed to play a game of killing sheep at Hejiafen in the evening.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long. The night came early, and the north wind was tighter, making the branches outside whine. After dinner, we remembered the agreement during the day and went to Hejiafen to play the game of killing sheep. This place was a public place in those days, and adults liked to gather there and talk about things after dinner or eating. At that time, there was no electricity in my hometown, let alone TV and other electrical appliances. It's a little uncomfortable to stay at home on a long winter night. Women have to do needlework at home, while men have nothing to do at home. Everyone came to Hejiafen in unison, squatting under the shelter of the eaves and chatting with some household words.

Under the cover of darkness, I turned an alley and came to Hejiafen. I saw five or six adults chatting by the wall, only the cigarette butts on their mouths flickered in the night. Yushu came out of his room and shouted, "Kill the sheep!" "

I followed him and shouted, "Kill the sheep!"

Little friends came to Hejiafen one after another, including Jianping, Jianling, Black Duck, Sorghum, Black Cat, Jianzhou, Sanhe and Ji Guo. In the dark, everyone is arguing about how to allocate the roles of sheep leader and sheep killer. At this time, two adults threw away cigarette butts and said, "Let's come." Under our temptation, they recalled their childhood in the dark.

Then, an adult said, "I am a sheep killer." He hunched his back, stretched his hands forward, and swung and jumped in place. Another adult shouted, "Come on, boys." He stood opposite the sheep slayer. I followed him closely and grabbed his back skirt. Behind me are Jianping, Peng Jian and others.

The game of killing sheep at night began. Under the guidance of adults, it plays a game of killing sheep. We cheered even harder, and the adults chatting by the wall stopped chatting, standing by and watching how we killed the sheep.

Half a moon rises quietly from the Dabie Mountain in the east, passes through the broken clouds, casts a faint moonlight on the cold earth, and opens a corner of the night. In the dim moonlight, our sheep team played with the sheep killer in the open field, and the shouts resounded through the night sky. It also attracted many adults, who, driven by curiosity, went out to watch the fun. They saw us naughty children, led by two adults, playing a game of killing sheep. Everyone feels fresh. On this boring winter night, some adults unconsciously joined our game of killing sheep.

Some women heard the noise in the village center at home, while others fidgeted and ran out to watch the fun. They saw their own people fighting with us and whispered, "Young and old, what are you crazy about together!" " "

Only those of us who are playing the game of killing sheep know what it's like. What a naive childhood! I wonder if children in my hometown were playing this game of killing sheep when they were young.

Caoshang 20 15 12/4.