Ah, the majestic Great Snow Mountain, looking mysterious and majestic from afar, is more than ten miles straight to the west of the village.
There was a mountain god temple on the Great Snow Mountain. There were hot and cold brick beds, sweet water from the immortal spring, and an ancient temple.
It was said that the old monk in the temple was the third uncle of the Dong family's second uncle, who used to tell stories and sell money in the village. In the few years that Xiao Ba could remember, he had heard many times that this old monk was very powerful and knew scriptures and martial arts.
When he was very young, he let a monk touch his head. After that, he did not know how to speak much. When he grew up, he went to the temple to be a disciple. In the future, he took over the old monk's class and became the abbot. He was very famous.
One of his disciples who had been trained in martial arts had gone to fight the Japanese and even became a battalion commander. Back then, they were not allowed to burn incense at the grave of their master. This crippled anti-Japanese hero dared to burn incense at his master's grave openly. No one dared to stop him. His name spread throughout the village.
He often brought back the dried food that had grown hair from the temple to make soy sauce. He even saved many people during difficult times. The old people in the village often said that the only righteous monk in the Liuzhuang Market for nearly a hundred years.
His descendant, Tong Ha, who inherited Sun Wukong's hair, was also a member of the sub-unit.
Little Mute had heard many times that the little old lady who loved to wash vegetables and wash clothes at the door and greeted passersby kindly was the righteous monk's second sister-in-law. She often talked about her brother-in-law's glorious deeds by the roadside.
The year before last, the old lady passed away near the new year. The little mute even shed tears and could no longer hear the old lady tell the story of the half-mute monk and brother-in-law. When Little Mute was five or six years old, his best impression of the kind-hearted person was this old lady of the Dong clan.
The bad thing about the little old lady was that she valued boys too much. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, his eldest grandson, Tong Ha, led a group of friends to kowtow to his grandmother. His grandmother only gave Tong Ha a dime, and when it was his granddaughter, Er Ya, she only gave him two cents. Er Ya still had objections and did not want it. His friends were so full of slander.
The other children who came to kowtow to pay New Year's greetings were not given a single cent, only a piece of candy. After the candy was distributed, there was only fried peanuts. Little Mute had eaten two pieces of candy from the old lady, so he followed the old lady to her grave during her funeral.
The God of Snow Mountain, the Old Mother of Snow Mountain, the father-in-law of Snow Mountain God, and the righteous monk of Snow Mountain. Little Stutterer yearned for the Great Snow Mountain. He had a goal and faith in the Dark World. He immediately went to see a doctor, went to the Snow Mountain to find an immortal, and sought help from the gods.
The people working in the fields in the village were all surprised to see the speed of the minibus.
However, Xiao Ba knew that he really didn't run. He just walked a little too quickly.
Hurry up! That was the aftereffect of being hit by the Time Flash. He walked much faster, had a much bigger stomach, and had much more strength. No matter how fast he was, he wasn't tired. It was a good thing. Where was Travelling Deity?
There was such a person in Liangshan Hero. He often listened to books and stories in large gatherings. He also had a strange energy.
When the sun was about to set, Xiao Ba climbed to the top of the snowy mountain. It was a three-to-five-hour climb for ordinary people, but Xiao Ba did not feel tired or tired.
There was a small path on the top of the mountain that people used to pick herbs. However, there was nothing. There was no one around. As the sun gradually faded and the night came, Ba Wu sat on a rock.
Was the three souls having a meeting? What a joke.
The quiet mountaintop and the whistling wind were boring. It was all up to you.
The Deputy County Chief wasn't afraid? When he was in the army, it was normal to choose a spot to scout. Survival in the wild was a common thing.
Brother Cui was not afraid. The construction team was also running around. It was not a problem to stay overnight in the wilderness.
The two great spirits did not say anything. They really did not have any consciousness. They understood that the doctor could not treat this illness. It was time to test Xiao Ba. Who asked us to keep up with your body?
The ten-year-old Ba Wu was a little afraid that his heart would beat faster. He heard that there were wolves on the snowy mountain.
A wolf, commonly known as a monkey, had come to the Houzhuang reservoir before and bit a fat cow to death. It had even nibbled most of it.
Thinking of this, he didn't dare to sit in the minibus. He stood up and felt hungry.
At noon, the meat and vegetable buns that Second Brother gave seemed to have disappeared on the way up the mountain. How to spend the night? Little Mute stood on the big rock at the top of the mountain and looked around for thoughts. He hadn't thought about it yet because it was his instinct.
He looked around for a while. There were three roads that had turned white. Under the moonlight, they looked like white lines that stretched for a long time. One was the road that he had just come up, so it was definitely not the way to return.
The other white line on the left-hand side went down, which was the road down the mountain.
Only the road on the right side was winding into the mountains. That was to run on this road and go to the Great Snow Mountain to ask the immortals to cure the strange disease. His faith was incomparably strong, and he was instantly born with countless courage and strength.
Snowy Mountain wasn't a mountain peak. Xiao Ba was actually very excited. He followed the twists and turns, up and down, up and down, up and down.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Ba started walking after the moon emerged from the west. When he reached the middle of the moon, he saw a light spot in front of him and vaguely heard a dog barking.
If there were dogs, there would be people, and if there were people, there would be questions.
The Mute Three Souls roused their spirits and ran like firecrackers snatching the New Year.
Speaking of which, this Great Snow Mountain was really poor. There were no trees, only rocks, and there were many thorns on the roadside. He couldn't remember how many new pants he had scraped in the middle of the night. Anyway, there must be a hole in it.
What a handsome Daqing worker's outfit! What a pity!
He saw the flickering lights in front of him, but he still walked for a long time before he arrived at a dark village. In the dense shadows of the trees, there were thatched cottages and stone walls.
A big dog rushed out from a stone roller and barked crazily! A stranger? The dog's nose was very sharp. Ba Ming didn't dare to move forward, so he sat down on the grinding platform. He was tired and wanted to rest, so he didn't care.
The dog had been barking for a while. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, it stopped and left after a while.
The bright green dog eyes were gone. Soon, the rooster crowed and the sky was about to brighten.
Xiao Ba slept for a while on the grinding platform. Although it was still cold, after walking for a night on the mountain road, he fell asleep without thinking about anything.
A middle-aged woman who woke up early to grind wheat found out and woke up after calling out to Xiao Ba a few times. However, he became even more speechless when he was anxious.
The auntie asked anxiously. Xiao Ba didn't know what was north, south, east, and west, and he was blindly gesturing. The two of them went back and forth for a long time, but he didn't say a word. The auntie didn't understand either.
However, his voice attracted quite a few people. A man with a loud voice understood what was going on. He said,"Spring comes home. You don't understand. This child is either mute or stuttering. Don't waste your energy."
I saw that the child was dressed so well. He was either from Yi City or from the West Mountain Army. Send him to the secretary's house. Don't lose him in the village.
Uncle! Then I'll take him there. Help me look after the wheat.
The little stutterer quickly nodded and bowed before following behind the auntie. Judging from the situation, this small village was not big. It was unknown if it was as big as Liu Daji's production team.
After walking for about ten steps, they entered a house.
Secretary Song, who had just woken up, received this little guest with a grand reception. He said it was grand because he had made a big bowl of hot tea with tea foam.
Xiao Ba had never drunk tea before. He knew that the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't speak. He gestured for a while. Secretary Song, who was about 60 years old, still didn't understand. Looking at the word " oil " printed on the child's chest, the old Secretary didn't dare to neglect it.
Many years ago, Secretary Song received the Red Guards who went to Beijing to meet Mao's leader. They climbed the snow mountains and grasslands to show their determination. They were all children of the big bosses of the workers in the city.
However, he couldn't do anything even if he had a good attitude. After a long time, Secretary Song kept saying,"This is Yujialing, what kind of community are you? What are you?" well
She and the little boy were so anxious that they couldn't form a word.
There was nothing he could do if he didn't understand. Secretary Song's son, who came back from work, was smart. He looked at the door and went out for a while to bring back a mute.
Mute was still outside the door, and the minibus jumped up happily. He heard the familiar jabber. He had stuttered since he was young and no one cared about him, but he had a lot of communication with an old mute uncle from the production team. This time, he was even more excited than when he saw his mother in the cowshed.
Early in the morning, she was tired from writing and talking with Secretary Song. Oh my, my soulmate is here. The two of them communicated with each other. Secretary Song and his son went to the pot house to eat.
Ba Wu understood that this mute did not have a name or a big account. He was called the mute dog. He was in his twenties and was a good worker in the production team.
He stuck out his pinky and mocked Little Stutterer." You're going the wrong way. This is a small snowy mountain without a temple." They had to go back to the Great Snow Mountain. There was a temple on the Great Snow Mountain, which was more than 60 miles away.
Oh my god, the Emperor had wasted a night walking 60 miles.
After the meal, Secretary Song took a stack of pancakes and half a salted vegetable and handed it to the oil minibus. He looked at the mute dog very seriously and issued an order to help.
You, send this child back
Thrust, go!
He placed more importance on the matter of Xiao Ba. It's a big deal when it comes to our territory. The people of the small village are honest.
Xiaowu was very happy. This was the evaluation given by the deputy county.
The mute dog also hurriedly gestured. Secretary Song said that he would remember the eight divisions of labor for you. Go!
Hand gesture, go! He made a walking gesture.
The mute dog was also anxiously flipping his big and small fingers to make a six! Yaya, sixty miles away, the white foam from the mouth of the mute dog flew everywhere.
F * ck your uncle. Look at him gesturing the six in his hand. The six kept gesturing the same hand gesture.
Secretary Song said," Good, good, good. You naughty dog. I'll give you the money for your meal. I'll give you ten points for your work."
Secretary Song had the demeanor of a general, but you have to deliver it safely, understand?
Send the oil kids home safely!
The mute dog Kuai Ha, Kuai Ha agreed with a traitor look. Hence, the Big and Small Bats set off from Yujialing.
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