Huang Shaoguo's Old Story

On the west bank of Songhua River in Jiutai District, Changchun City, there is a beautiful border town-its Tamu, with Beicun in the north of the town and Beicun Bashe at the foot of Lazi Mountain in Peking University. The older generation used to call it "Huang Shaoguo". In the early years, there was indeed a Shaoguo restaurant here, and the scale was not small. It used to be very popular. Today's wine cellar, well platform and other sites have long been submerged by cultivated land and courtyards. Whether the owner of the wok used to be surnamed Huang or because the wok was "yellow" has never been verified. It's called "yellow pot" anyway. Grandma's home is in the "Yellow Pot", where I left my childhood footprints. They are unheard of, and some have accumulated a little souvenir from grandma's "nonsense"-

Story fragment 1 "Hum Huang" strange tree

According to legend, there was a bird on the Western Hill of Huangshaoguotun in Peking University Branch. It was very big and loud, just like a singer. "Uh-huh ..." And "uh-huh ..." Once, it was called twice every few seconds. It's really a saying that "when the Woods are big, there are all kinds of birds." No one knows the scientific name of this bird, and everyone calls it "Hum Huang". In the silent night, the crying spread far away and people were sighing. Fortunately, it doesn't attack people or hurt crops. Even if people meet it in the mountains at night, they are not so afraid. This bird often stays in a big tree with thick branches and lush leaves. This tree has two thick branches supporting other branches, which looks like a giant from a distance. Birds and trees used to live in peace with people, but it happened that someone crossed the Songhua River dozens of miles away, cut down big trees and walked away. It is said that the man who cut down the tree is an old man, who originally lived in the border of Lan Shu on the east bank of Songhua River. At noon in hot summer, in order to quench his thirst, he went to his own water tank, grabbed a ladle, scooped up a ladle and drank a mouthful of water. Inadvertently looking into the water tank, he saw a shadow on the water. At first he thought he was blind, but when he looked closely, it was really a shadow. The root of the shadow is clearly visible in the west, and the treetops are clearly visible in the east. The old man wants to know if there are no big trees in the west of his home. ! Even if there is, it will not be reflected into the water tank through the gable. Next, the old man goes to the water tank every day to observe, and he will see the shadow of the tree, and sometimes a big bird will land on it. In the long run, the old man always feels ominous, so he goes out to look west. There are hardly any big trees on the plain by the Songhua River to the west of the old man, so the old man crossed the river to find the boundary of Jiutai. This search found this big tree on Huangshaoguo Mountain, just like the shadow in your own water tank. In order to prevent mistakes, the old man quietly hung the tobacco bag on the branch and went down the mountain and crossed the river to go home. When I was looking at the water tank at home, my tobacco pouch really appeared on the tree shadow in the water tank. Since the shadows of trees dozens of miles away can be reflected in their own water tanks, it must be an ominous sign. So the old man went to the yellow pot to hire someone to saw the big tree. A strong man in the village heard that someone had hired someone to cut down trees, so he took an axe and saw and followed the old man up the hill. But as soon as the saw was pulled a few times, he saw the red liquid like blood flowing out of the sawdust. The strong man was too scared to earn any more money, and even ran down the hill to go home. The old man had to cross the river to go home. A few days later, the old man led four or five people from his hometown in Jiangdong to cut down the big tree with axes and saws. Huang Shaoguo's neighbors heard that they had come to cut down this strange tree that had been bleeding, and many of them came to watch the fun. I saw bright red liquid flowing out with sawdust and axe chips, and the "Hum Huang" bird circled and sang not far away. With a click, the tree fell down and the "Hum Huang" bird disappeared. Since then, Huang Shaoguo Mountain has lost the singing voice of "Hum Huang" and the nameless tree like a giant, and everything else is as usual. On the other side of the river, the old man's water tank also disappeared from the shadow of the trees that he thought was ominous.

Story fragment 2: evil is rewarded with good deeds.

As a small town near the wicker, there have been many heroes around its pagoda, such as "Three Rivers are Good", John Young, the Fast Horse, and so on. And those bandits, bearded, ringing horses, horse thieves, bandits and other characters also fell from the sky, leaving many of their stories on the land of Kanto here. Although Huang Shaoguo is not well-known, there are many true stories of rich children fighting wits with "Beard". For example, rich people who are in charge put their money in the chamber pot used by Kanto people to relieve themselves indoors in winter, and boldly hang it on pine vines in the yard. Even if they have beards to grab at night, no matter what he does, he won't touch that unlucky thing on the crutch. For example, a woman was sleeping with a group of children in the middle of the night, when she suddenly heard something outside, she shouted to the children, "Go get the box!" " "Actually, this is a wooden box. Children can put cigarettes and matches in it so that they can light candles. The bearded man who was beating, smashing and looting outside thought that this family had a box gun, but they snatched it with their bare hands and dared not stay long, so they ran away in fear. What I want to say here is that a group of idle people who robbed their owners of their beards and robbed their westerners have done bad things and got what they deserve. It is said that a young man in his twenties was lazy and joined a bearded gang of beating, smashing and looting. One night, the gang went to a family in Huangshaoguotun to rob money. It's the same family standing guard. As soon as Hu Zigang entered the hospital, the younger son quickly turned on the paddle on the back window, opened the back window and ran to the back hill to hide. But it happened that the daughter-in-law was pregnant and it was not convenient to stay in the house. The gang broke into the house and saw a pregnant woman lying on the kang, so they reprimanded them and forced them to ask where the money was hidden. Daughter-in-law has kept silent in order to protect her family business. At this time, the young man who just joined the partnership saw the burning wooden pestle in the kitchen outside, and he was malicious. Two people pressed the pregnant woman to the pot table, removed the pot and let the red charcoal fire directly roast the pregnant woman's stomach. I thought she would be at a loss and tell me where the money was hidden, but this woman vowed not to tell me. Watching pregnant women being roasted alive, Beard didn't ask for any information. Had to run to other villages.

After more than 20 years, the young man has entered middle age and his beard has disappeared in the northeast, but "dogs can't change their habits." One year, he colluded with two lazy people. One autumn night, they went to a supply and marketing cooperative to uncover tiles and steal cloth. A man came to a ridge with a piece of cloth and sat down to have a rest. The other two were greedy and decided to go back and steal another horse and let him wait to meet and share the spoils. Shortly after they left, the man felt a cool breeze blowing and he seemed to be asleep. A woman next to her said, "I found you!" " "The man shivered and looked around. There are no women in the barren hills. When the other two came back to share the spoils, the man didn't want any cloth at all, and neither of them refused, so he happily carried the cloth home. When the young man came home, he was seriously ill. He began to have a stomachache, and it was not easy to take any medicine. When the pain was unbearable, he took off his coat and roasted his stomach on the brazier. When someone asks him how angry he is, can you stand it? He said that the fire was getting harder and harder and his stomach didn't hurt at all. Every day at home, I will prepare a charcoal basin for him and keep roasting his stomach. It was like this all winter until his stomach cracked and he bled to death. I don't know if the ghost of the pregnant woman came to arrest him, or if he felt guilty about the bad things of that year and punished himself. In short, he died of the same crime as those two lives. This is a true story that happened in a yellow pot. My mother witnessed the scene of the man baking his stomach when he was a child. Whenever I think of the phrase "good is rewarded with good, evil with evil", I often tell us.

Story fragment 3 The firecracker shop caught fire.

In the early years, Beicun had many sideline businesses during the production team. Tofu shops are the most common and are found in almost every village. Big tofu and dried tofu are villagers' Spring Festival. When entertaining guests and asking for help, there must be food, which a few wealthy families usually eat. Other sideline businesses, such as restaurants, oil mills, blacksmiths' furnaces, ginseng farms, deer farms and pig farms, are developing in full swing in Beicun. My father-in-law used to be a technician in the oil mill-an oiler. Although I often have to work night shifts, I earn more work points than doing farm work, and it is much more convenient to eat soybean oil at home than others. For simple members who are used to shoveling, it is a great honor to engage in sideline business, because they have mastered skills that ordinary people can't. It is said that one year, the production captain of Huang Shaoguo Tun got the raw materials for making firecrackers from nowhere, blew up explosives according to the proportion of "one sulfur, two nitrates and three carbons", and set up a firecracker shop, specializing in making "two kicks" that rang in the sky. Roll the waste books into a paper tube the thickness of a thumb, one end is filled with horizontal explosives, the other end is filled with smooth explosives, and there is a yellow mud partition in the middle, and the medicine paper is wound and connected. One end of the medicine is sealed with yellow mud, and the other end of the medicine is tied with thread or paper is pulled back from the innermost layer to the middle and covered. Put a piece of lead on the end of the medicine and stick red paper or five-color paper on it, and the firecrackers will be ready. As soon as the hoe was hung that year, Huang Shaoguo's firecracker shop began processing, and firecrackers were covered next to the orchard leading to Beigou. Being idle is also idle, and you can earn more work points. The girls and kannika nimtragol all went to work in the firecracker shop. A group of women and several men in charge of technology talked and laughed all day, and the production has been going smoothly. Just entering the twelfth lunar month, the products were sold out by the production team of Shiliba Village, and some of them were in short supply. On the morning of the accident, the captain came to the office of the production team and happily gave the accountant a box of "Spring Festival" cigarettes, saying, "The number of employees in the whole commune has been deducted this year!" The accountant also smiled with an abacus. When the captain went out to do something else, the accountant got up, put on "Spring Festival" and went to the firecracker shop. The whip gun room is very small, with a table in the middle. A group of people are busy around the table. After the accountant entered the room, he moved the table to the door and put it down. As a result, the house is much more spacious. The accountant walked back and forth to watch the excitement, chatting with the girl's daughter-in-law, and took out a "Spring Festival couplets" and sent one to everyone. Maybe it's because I saw good smoke. Everyone forgot to pay attention to safety. Smoking the accountant's cigarette, everyone is joking with the accountant. Suddenly, someone shook off the cigarette butt and ignited the explosives on the table, which instantly ignited the finished products piled on the wall and triggered an explosion. Because the table blocked the door, there was no time to escape. Only a young man by the window jumped out quickly, and another girl was thrown out of the window. Although her face was burned, she finally pulled herself together. Another girl escaped the disaster, which was the object of my great uncle at that time. It happened that my eldest brother delivered food to grandma's house. That morning, grandma cooked a big rice and asked my eldest brother to invite my uncle's object to dinner at home. After dinner, we chatted for a while. Before I could go to work, I heard firecrackers and something happened. Although she didn't become my great-aunt, she often thanked my eldest brother for saving his life. The accident also made Huang Shaoguo's annual income rank first in the commune.

Story fragment 4 Night Pearl Unearthed

In the early years, Huang Shaoguo had a large family of Yang, who had a good life and loved his neighbors very much. He is a well-known good family. However, with more money, thieves will think. The bearded man was harassed by gang after gang. Later, I couldn't stand it anymore, so the family moved to Jilin City. Only the ancestral grave, Master Yang's tomb, is left on the Western Hills of Huangshaoguo.

The Yang family, a big family, has never come back since they moved out. Until the early 1980 s, one day, an expensive car drove into the yellow iron pot, and it was the descendants of the Yang family who came. It is said that Master Yang's tomb was moved here for the convenience of ancestor worship. After many years, many elderly people have passed away, and Yang's grave is hard to find because no one has added soil for a long time. At that time, only one young man was over eighty years old, but he must remember Yang's grave and be willing to lead the way. After getting off the bus, Yang followed the old man up the hill on foot. When he reached Yang's grave, the old man pointed with his hand and said, This is it! Yang's descendants took considerable 20 yuan money out of their pockets as a reward for the old man. The old man took the money and thought there was nothing to see in moving the grave, so he turned and went down the hill. The descendants of the Yang family dug up Grandpa Yang's grave, took out a thing from it, wrapped it in red cloth, set off firecrackers and went down the mountain. A cowherd witnessed the whole process not far away, and vaguely heard the descendants of the Yang family say, "This is really a night pearl." Whether the pearl of the night really exists or not, at least the descendants of the Yang family took a treasure from the grave of their ancestors.

Story Segment 5 Miracles in the Production Team

When I was a child, I would go to my grandmother's house for a few days every winter and summer vacation. Although I can remember when I was a child, when production quotas was coming, I often heard my grandma and uncles talk about the production team. For example, two people work slowly and often fall behind. When they are resting, they can't finish their due tasks, so people give them nicknames, one is "often doing" and the other is "never stopping". There is another person who is very thoughtful. In the morning, he always goes to relieve himself when assigning tasks in the field, and he always comes back on time when assigned to side ridges or short ridges. He remembers all the fields and ridges, and he chooses cheap jobs. After a long time, everyone gave him a nickname "big old scoundrel" There is also a Gaga who bought an inch ticket left over during the period of buying cloth with a ticket, which is of little use and can be exchanged for money, and people are willing to sell it to him. In fact, he moved the table to the millet field, secretly scraped the word "inch" off the cloth ticket with a sharp razor, and then wrote the word "ruler" with a pen. When the anti-counterfeiting technology was backward, he always muddled through and profited from it. When people know the truth, they call him "inch by inch". In winter in Kanto, the northwest wind is smoky and the snow is cold, and Huang Shaoguo is no exception. At that time, material life was scarce, few people wore sweaters, and sheepskin jackets were generally available to the elderly. Every winter, everyone should wear a thin cotton-padded jacket, and when it is very cold, they should wear a thick cotton-padded jacket. Year after year, every summer and autumn, they have to remove and clean the catkins. But the production team leader can find jobs for members every day. It is the slow pace of the "big gang", and housewives have to work. Whoever doesn't work will be deducted. But it's okay to ask for leave. Because there are many children at home, it takes a long time to disassemble, wash and sew. Afraid of being deducted from work points, a woman thought of a good way. When her parents were far away, she lied and asked for leave, saying that her parents were ill and asked her to take care of them. Fair enough, captain. Leave, of course. In fact, where is her mother sick? She asked for leave and secretly laid a plastic cloth to sew cotton-padded clothes under her fruit tree. Maybe she is afraid of being discovered, or she is anxious to catch up. Insects on the tree landed on her legs, and she didn't even notice that one of them "got stuck in the bark" and bit into the meat. After wearing cotton-padded clothes for a few days, she found that her legs hurt and she was obviously blue. See a doctor at once. The doctor was a little confused at first and didn't know what went wrong. Later, when I asked, I guessed that it might be bitten by a bug. Puncture a piece of skin on her leg, let her lie down and lift her leg high, and control almost a small bowl of green water for a long time. This woman suffered a lot to make cotton-padded clothes.

Now every household in Huang Shaoguo is built with brick houses, and many families have bought cars. The life of corn harvest year after year is relatively rich. The mountain is still the mountain, the spring is still the spring, and the river formed by the spring still passes through the chariot. What flows is the years around us, and what washes away is the bitterness of life. Those old things are being washed away gradually. ...