Dakui cried and said, "Mom, let's go home. Come, let me carry you." Dakui said and turned around and knelt down. His mother did not refuse and gently lay on Dakui's back. Dakui carried his mother and slowly walked home.
As he walked, Dakui asked, "How have you been, mother, these past few years?" His mother said, "No matter how hard it is, it doesn't matter, it'll be just fine when my son comes back." After saying that, he laughed.
Dakui carried his mother on his back and said, "Mom said it doesn't matter, you've lost weight." His mother smiled and said, "What's the big deal? They say it's hard to lose weight when you're old, haha." When her son came back, Dakui's mother was filled with joy.
The mother and son walked and chatted, and soon they arrived home. Entering their yard, Dakui gently placed his mother on the ground.
Da Kui's mother smiled and said: "Just wait, Mom will bake pancakes for you tonight!" After saying that, she happily went to the kitchen in the east room. Da Kui followed behind: "Mom, please rest, I'll do it." Mother.
He smiled and said: "How can you, a young man, know how to cook? Go to the back room and rest for a while." Then he took off a cloth bag from the wall and said: "You wait at home, while Mom goes to borrow some white flour from my employer."
Da Kui's family are tenants in the village, and the land they farm belongs to the landlord Wang Laocai's family, so they have to pay 30% of the rent every year for the harvest. Da Kui looked around the room and said, "Mom, I don't need pancakes, I can eat anything."
When I turned around, my mother had already left the door in a hurry.
Dakui smiled and said to himself: "My mother is better!" After that, he walked to the grain vat in the corner and opened the lid. He saw that there was only half a vat of sweet potatoes in the vat, and there was a basket of wild vegetables on the ground next to the vat. Then he looked around.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't find a grain of grain. Dakui went to the back room and took a look. The room was the same, with the same old furniture. Dakui looked in the other two rooms, but he couldn't find a grain of grain.
Da Kui couldn't help but mutter to himself: "What has my mother been eating at home these past five years?" Da Kui rummaged around in his mother's room and finally found a small bag wrapped in cloth next to the pillow. When he opened it, he saw that it was a nibbled bag.
A few mouthfuls of corn pancakes. Da Kui rewrapped the corn pancakes and put them in his arms, thinking to himself: 'How could this happen? I left thirty taels of silver for my mother before I left.'
After half an hour, his mother came back. She was holding a small bag of noodles in her hand, which looked like it could weigh up to three kilograms. Da Kui held back his tears and didn't speak. He just stood in the yard until his mother called him to eat before he walked into the back room.
.A familiar small table was placed on the kang. There were six noodle cakes in the dustpan on the table, and next to it was a large bowl of noodle soup.
The mother wiped her body with her hands and said, "Son, hurry up and eat while it's hot." Dakui lowered his head and asked, "Mom, what's yours?" The mother smiled and said, "Silly boy, my mother ate it early when you didn't come home.
It's over." Dakui took out the corn tortillas and put them on the table and asked: "Mom, this is what you eat at home? Didn't you leave forty taels of silver when I left home?" His mother laughed and scolded: "What a silly boy.
Those money ladies are thinking about finding you a wife in the future."
Dakui couldn't bear it any longer and knelt on the ground with a bang, hugging his mother's legs and crying loudly: "Mom, why are you so stupid?" His mother also cried: "My son paid for that money with his life.
Oh, how can my mother give up the flowers?" At this time, Dakui was crying and could not speak. His mother had to wipe her tears and persuade her: "Okay, okay, son, get up quickly. Let's eat."
It took a long time for Dakui to hold back from crying. He stood up and helped his mother sit down on the edge of the Kang. Dakui picked up a piece of bread and handed it to his mother's mouth. The mother smiled and said, "My mother won't eat this child." Dakui held it with both hands.
After eating the cake, he knelt on the ground again and raised the cake above his head and said: "If mother doesn't eat, the child won't get up." The mother laughed and scolded: "Why can't your child grow up? I told you that if mother is not hungry, get up quickly."
He came to pull Dakui, but Dakui didn't move.
The mother couldn't resist, so she had to take the cake and take a small bite. Dakui said: "Eat it." The mother glared at him and continued eating, and Dakui said again: "Drink the soup." Dakui forced the mother to finish two cakes.
After drinking a few sips of noodle soup, Dakui got up and said: "Mom, my son won't leave when he comes back this time. I still have a few taels of silver on me, you can use it first, and I will pick up some wild animals for you when I go into the mountains to chop firewood tomorrow."
Come back." The mother smiled and said: "Hunting is not that easy, look at what you said." Dakui said proudly: "Don't worry about it, the child has his own way." After that, he sat cross-legged on the kang and began to eat and drink.
The mother looked at her son and kept laughing. Dakui asked in confusion: "Mom, why are you laughing?" The mother smiled and said: "My son has not changed at all, he is still the same as before." That night, the mother asked long and short questions. Dakui was afraid that his mother would be sad, so he only said
The journey was smooth. Everything else was explained in one sentence, including how the master and his brothers took care of themselves on the mountain. This was the first time Dakui had lied. They chatted until midnight before Dakui persuaded his mother to sleep and return to his room.
At dawn the next day, as soon as Da Kui left his room, he saw sparrows chirping on the tree outside. Without saying a word, he picked up the stones on the ground and shook his hands and flew them out. Every shot was sure to hit, and he hit more than twenty people before he stopped.
I went out with a string and picked up the sparrows on the ground. I tied them into a bunch with a string and put them in front of my mother's window. I said through the window: "Mom, I killed a few house thieves. You can bake them first, and I will go to the city to buy grain, rice, oil and salt."
, go and come back." Then he picked up the pole beside the door, took off the rope on the courtyard wall, and went out.
Walking out of the village, I saw that there was no one around early in the morning. Dakui rushed towards Jeju City, and he arrived five miles away in a blink of an eye.
At this time, the city gate has been opened. Da Kui went into the city to find a grain and rice shop and opened the door. The waiter murmured sleepily: "It's so early to rush to reincarnation." Da Kui laughed along with him: "I'm sorry for disturbing you.
It's a sweet dream. I'm here to buy rice and noodles." The waiter asked slowly: "How many kilograms do you want?" Dakui said: "Two hundred kilograms each." Hearing this, the waiter looked out the door and saw on the street
There were no pedestrians or carriages. He couldn't help but asked in confusion: "How do you get so much rice and food?" Dakui smiled and said, "I have my own way of doing this."
The waiter pointed to the big bags on the right wall and said, "Where is the rice, it's a hundred catties of bag." Then he pointed to the big bags of cloth on the left wall and said, "Where is the noodles, it's also a hundred catties."
One pack. Take it yourself." He yawned. Dakui asked: "How much is the total?"
The clerk walked into the counter, took out the abacus and fiddled with it a few times and said: "There are three strings and twenty coins in total." Da Kui took out one tael of silver and paid the bill. When the clerk was looking for money, Da Kui shook off the rope in his hand and put it on the ground. He walked over and raised his hand.
A bag of rice turned around and put one on the left and one on the right. Then when he went to the bread pile, he also carried a bag of noodles in one hand, and placed a bag of noodles on each of the two bags of rice. They tied them firmly with a rope, picked them up with a pole and stood up.
The boy was stupid. These rice grains totaled 400 kilograms. This man was so strong. It should be noted that Dakui was on Tiantai Mountain. He carried 300 kilograms of iron sand every day and carried a hundred kilograms of stone locks in each hand. He could still walk quickly in the mountain. This was only four people.
A hundred kilograms of rice and grain are out of the question.