My Daoist Life

Zhang Jiaohua was born on July 14, 1985. The fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month is the Zhongyuan Festival. The Zhongyuan Festival is commonly known as the Ghost Festival, and ancestors are worshipped before this day in rural areas every year. Zhang Jiaohua's parents are farmers. He is the eldest and the youngest. Because my parents’ first child is a boy, according to the family planning policy, only one child can be born. On the dam of Meizi'ao Reservoir, a shocking slogan was written in lime: I ran away my son to find Laozi, and I ran away to demolish the house.

The reason why Zhang Jiaohua is called Zhang Jiaohua is because Zhang Jiaohua's grandparents think that taking a cheap name is a good way to feed. Bickering is a "beggar", originally just as a nickname. Who knew that Zhang Jiaohua was not at home at the time of the 1990 census. The village party secretary Zhang Dechun directly changed Zhang Jiaohua's nickname into a big name. People in the countryside are not so hypocritical about names. They fill in the household registration book and don't have the intention to change their names. Zhang Biaohua became the name of Zhang Biaohua.

Originally, when Zhang Jiaohua was a child, he was no different from an ordinary rural kid. The same way of eating and drinking Lazar, acting coquettishly with parents, tyrannical with grandparents, fighting and scolding with little kids in the village, stealing a dime from parents to buy a popsicle to eat, Zhang Jiujin's vines specialize in pinching soft grapes Eat grains, go to the mountains to dig out bird nests... the same, nothing special. But Zhang Jiaohua experienced a different thing when he was six years old, which completely changed his life trajectory.

Children from poor families take care of their families early, while children from Meizi'ao have learned to help their parents with housework and farm work since childhood. Zhang bidding is no exception. When he was five years old, he was responsible for cooking, sweeping the floor, pulling pig grass, collecting firewood, and herding cattle. It's not that Zhang Jiaohua is sensible early, but that the children in Meizi'ao Village have to do things as long as they are not foolish or stupid.

The cattle grazing always go up the mountain early in the morning, let them go for an hour or two, and go home for breakfast. Depart at four or five in the afternoon, and come back when it gets dark. The cow is the most precious animal in the countryside. At that time, a family could not raise a cow. Several households get together to raise a cow. A cow has to take care of more than ten or twenty acres of land. If you want the cows to work, you have to feed them normally.

Of course, for the little kids in Meizi'ao, the time of herding cattle may be a wonderful time worthy of their lifetime. Because when herding the cows, as long as the cows are driven to the mountain, the kids can play unscrupulously. Of course, the cow accidentally ran down from the mountain and ate a large slice of the seedlings from other people's homes, but did not escape and was arrested. He would definitely chase home and demand compensation. It is inevitable to have a good meal. But when the scar is healed, forget the pain. On the second day, the little kids who are full of blood and recovering will do their own way again.

In summer, it is the most enjoyable time for the cowherds. Although when you go out, your parents always tell you not to take a bath in the pond. But in the mountains, the kids are just grand monkeys who can turn the sky over.

The few little kids who often play cows with Zhang Jiaohua belong to the same family with the same surname. But although they are of the same age, they are not of the same generation. In Meizi'ao, there are often grown-ups who call the boy uncle.

Gouwa is the oldest among the six people, and the others have to call him Uncle Eighteen. Jinhu is, wealthy, Xiaoshuan, and Mancang are the same generation as Zhang's bidding.

The Golden Tiger is the largest among them, two years older than Zhang's bidder, eight years old at the time of the accident, and he was only in the first grade. Mancang is the youngest, one year younger than Zhang Bidding. Wealth is one year older than Zhang Biaohua. Xiaoshuan and Gouwa are as big as Zhang Biaohua.

The day of the accident was when Golden Tiger was on summer vacation. In the seventh and a half of the lunar calendar, a few days have passed since Zhang's birthday.

During that period of time, without knowing what was going on, Zhang Biaohua was very sleepy every day, and yawned everywhere he went.

On the afternoon of the accident, Zhang Jiahua couldn't even lift her eyelids when she arrived in the mountains, so she found a shade and fell asleep on the turf.

Not knowing how long he slept, Zhang Jinhu ran over and kept pushing Zhang to bid.

"Call flowers, call flowers, get up soon! Call flowers, call flowers, get up quickly!"

Zhang Jiahua couldn't open his eyes, moved his body and fell asleep again.

Zhang Fugui also ran over and pushed Zhang to bid hard.

"Call the flowers, call the flowers, get up quickly, and take a bath with us."

This time, Zhang Biaohua responded, "Okay." But his body moved, and he fell asleep again.

Then the other five children all ran over and barked.

"Call flowers, get up!"

"Call the flowers, go with us to fish in the pond."

"Call the flower, hurry up."

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Zhang Jiahua still couldn't open his eyes. He didn't know why he was so sleepy. He heard the voices of several friends very clearly, and even he could feel their movements~www.readwn.com~ But he couldn't open his eyes anyway.

Zhang Jiahua was finally woken up by his father Zhang Youping.

As soon as Zhang Youping came over, he lifted Zhang Biaohua to his thigh and cracked and hit Zhang Biaohua's ass.

Zhang Jiahua was so painful that he woke up. When he saw Zhang Youping, he knew that he was in trouble. He thought that the buffalo he was watching had eaten other people's grain.

"Father. I will never go to bed when I dare to feed the cows. Mother, come and help me. I can't help but sleep." Zhang Jiaohua cried. He still doesn't know what happened.

Zhang Jiahuaniang Liu Qiaoye immediately showed her astonishing sturdiness like the old hen guarding her cub, "My cub did nothing wrong. What are you doing with him?"

"Let's come out to herd the cows together, Jinhu and the others are gone. You let me meet their parents, why can't you speak?" Zhang Youping said in pain.

"This is an accident. It's not the fault of the flower." Liu Qiaoye's voice fell a lot.

"Mother. What happened to Jinhu and the others?" Zhang Jiahua asked unclearly. He only remembered that the five of them kept calling him to take a bath, but they couldn't open their eyes. Had it not been so sleepy, he would have gone to fish in the pond.

"Golden Tiger and they all drowned. It was dark and you didn't go home. We were all part-time workers. We all came out to look for them. We found that the cows were all in the fish pond. Their clothes were on the shore. After touching them for a long time, we took them all I felt it out. It was already stiff. If it weren't for your clothes weren't there, how would we know to come here to find you!" Liu Qiaoye couldn't help crying when he said this.

"Jinhu and the others are not dead! They are here. Jinhu, why don't you talk!" Zhang Jiaohua's words made Zhang Youping and his wife cold sweat.

Zhang Jiaohua looked to the side, and five friends were sitting next to him, giggling at him one by one.