Yellow chestnut in Wong Tai Sin, Fujian

My grandfather came into this world on Laba Festival in 1932. At that time, the family was so poor that even eating became a problem. My grandfather's mother, that is, my great-grandmother, was short of milk because of long-term malnutrition after giving birth. My grandfather was a baby at that time. If he doesn't have enough to eat, of course he will be cried by hungry dolls. Looking at the child crying with hunger, dad, my grandfather's father, that is, my great-grandfather, was anxious. But there is no money at home, and he really doesn't know what to take back to mend my grandmother's body so that she can have milk to feed their son.

It's really worth a penny. Finally, my great-grandfather decided to try his luck on the mountain to see if he could catch any prey and nurse my great-grandmother. As the saying goes, Laba Laba freezes the chin. At that time, the winter was not generally cold.

The north wind outside is freezing into snow, and my great-grandfather went up the mountain with a slingshot. My great-grandfather also worked hard for his son not to be hungry. No matter what he meets in the street today, he wants to take it home to feed his wife.

At that time, my great-grandfather was holding some boiled sweet potatoes in his arms, so my great-grandmother had to let him take them. There is nothing to feed the poor at home. How can my great-grandfather be willing to eat these sweet potatoes? What can a young man do after a hungry day? My great-grandfather won't eat these sweet potatoes unless he has to.

In fact, my great-grandfather never hunted. He is real and has no hunting experience. He wandered around the mountains, so it was not easy to see rabbits. Before he could hold the slingshot tightly, the hare disappeared without a trace.

My great-grandfather was really worried. He didn't get the goods after shopping for a long time. He continued to walk deep into the mountains to see if he could meet any more prey.

The north wind blew on my great grandfather's face, scraping the skin on his face like a small knife. My great-grandfather felt that the skin on his face was hurt by the wind. His hands and feet will be numb with cold. If he doesn't think his newborn son will starve to death without milk, then he really doesn't want to stay here for a moment.

My great-grandfather has seen several big animals that can eat meat, but he has no experience and can't get any. The helpless grandfather suddenly had a naive idea. Since he couldn't catch the prey, he would just pick one.

He wants to walk along the forest alone. In case something is trapped by a trap set by other hunters, can't he pick up a ready-made one?

My great-grandfather wandered in the Woods like this, looking for traps for hunters. It's getting dark, but he has nothing yet. Great-grandfather began to feel useless and couldn't afford to raise his son.

Just when my great-grandfather felt discouraged, he suddenly heard the cries of small animals around him. That voice is so small, it seems that there is more than one. My great-grandfather was ecstatic. He began to search carefully according to the sound. No matter what he finds to eat, he must take it home and cook it for his wife.

At this time, it was a little dark and the road began to be unclear. My great-grandfather didn't notice that his foot slipped and fell a few times along the hillside. The fall made my great-grandfather a little dizzy. Just as he got up, his grandfather clearly heard the cries of those small animals beside him.

My great-grandfather rubbed his eyes and looked around. Sure enough, there is a big pit not far in front of him. My great-grandfather went to the pit. His eyes looked into the pit and saw a big furry thing with its claws caught in the hunter's clip. There are several cubs around the animal, as if they were nursing.

My great-grandfather wanted to catch them all and stew them in a big pot of broth, but he couldn't bear to watch those little guys suck milk around his mother.

My great-grandfather said to himself, my child is a child, but isn't your child also a child? Rome was not built in a day. Your family is lucky that you met me today.

With that, my great-grandfather jumped into the trap to help the animals untie the iron clips on their claws. My great-grandfather took all the animals, big and small, out of the trap. My great-grandfather said that it looks like a fox, but it seems to be smaller than a fox, with a sharp mouth and thick skin. Later, I learned that it was yellow skin, also called weasel.

Great-grandfather saw that Bigfoot was still bleeding, and thought that since he saved himself, he would save it to the end. Great-grandfather tore a piece of cloth from cotton-padded jacket and bandaged Huang Bei's injured foot. My great-grandfather just wanted to leave when he saw yellow leather's small round eyes staring at him.

Great-grandfather said to Huang Bei, by the way, you must be hungry, too. Those little guys still want to eat your milk. How can you not be hungry after being trapped for so long?

Say that finish, my great-grandfather took two pieces of braised pork and threw it to the yellow leather. He also told it that you should leave immediately after eating. If the hunter sees me, I will save your family for nothing.

My great-grandfather left after talking, and now it's dark, worrying about his wife and children at home.

Before my grandfather came home, he heard him scream with hunger.

My great-grandfather said, son, don't blame your father for being useless. Who told you to catch up with this winter birth? Whether you can live or not depends on your life.

When my great-grandmother heard my great-grandfather's words, she shed tears. When my great-grandfather went out the next morning, I found a crucian carp at the door.

My great-grandfather took this crucian carp into the house and showed it to my great-grandmother, thinking that some kind neighbor had pity on them and gave it to them. Crucian carp is the most milky thing, and it is perfect for pregnant women to stew soup.

My great-grandfather thought that adding firewood to the stove would make my great-grandmother stew crucian carp soup. After my great-grandmother finished eating soup, my grandfather could hardly fill his stomach with milk.

My grandfather can save his life with milk, and my great-grandfather and great-grandmother don't have to worry that their son will starve to death.

It is strange that there will be a fish or a rabbit in front of my great-grandfather's house when I go out every morning. They also don't think it's like what neighbors do. At that time, every family was so poor Who can bring good things to your family every day?

My great-grandfather told my great-grandmother about saving a nest of weasels on the mountain.

They understand that this is Wong Tai Sin's gratitude to their family. Slowly, the weather became warmer and grandpa grew up a little. There is no problem eating in warm weather, but game is still delivered to grandpa's door every day.

After eating the last rabbit, my great-grandfather shouted to the outside: Wong Tai Sin, I can support my family when the weather is warm, and I won't bother you when I grow up.

Since then, my great-grandfather's family has never seen any games or anything.

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