While walking and talking, the two of them arrived at the stone platform not far from the village entrance.
The stone platform is not big, only half the size of a basketball court. The ground above is quite balanced. There is a small table placed at one end of the valley. It looks similar to the one used by Taoist priests in movies.
But there are no mahogany swords, cinnabar, or yellow paper on it. There is only an incense burner with three nearly burned out incense sticks on it. Due to the high location, the wind here is also very strong, and when the wind passes by, the incense ashes are blown away.
It began to drift away in the wind.
Yan Murong was very surprised - the village was surrounded by mountains, but why was there such a valley at the entrance of the village?
I walked to the edge of the stone platform and took a look. The valley is very deep. If you jump from here, you can only have one idea. Even Spider-Man. Of course, Spider-Man will not fall to death. If you shake your wrist, there will be spider silk.
Fly out, but if such a lively and graceful girl jumps down, even if she goes down to find someone, her body will probably be smashed into a puzzle piece.
However, there are also accidents, but after the accident, people still fall to death.
Yan Murong heard from the old man that a farmer who was collecting herbs accidentally slipped and fell from the mountain. When he was about to hit the ground, he landed on a large 100-year-old banyan tree. Fortunately, the banyan tree grew
After hundreds of years, the branches are very willful, so the medicine farmer just happened to fall on the branches of the banyan tree, and then he was bounced up by the inertia - the tragedy is that he was not lucky enough to meet the second one after being bounced.
Two trees fell headfirst onto a huge stone.
Yan Murong didn't think there would be anyone alive after jumping from here ----- Wasn't it said that she would be given to the mountain god as a wife? Isn't it true that the only way to be a wife to ghosts and gods is to die?
"Uncle, what's your name?" Yan Murong shrank back and looked at the middle-aged man and asked.
"My name is Goudan." When asked about his name, the man smiled shyly, bared his two rows of big yellow teeth and said with a silly smile. "Cai Goudan-----don't laugh at me, you can make a living with a bad name.
hey-hey."
"Yes, yes, the name is very interesting." Yan Murong said with a smile. If it weren't for the strong mountain wind, Yan Murong would probably have asked about the disgusting smell emanating from his two rows of big yellow teeth - and he didn't know what he was talking about.
Was his wife always in a coma when they were having sex with her?
"Why are you asking?" Goudan finished laughing and suddenly asked in confusion.
"Nothing, just asking." Yan Murong smiled. "Uncle Goudan, are you married?"
"Hey, I'm talking about you baby." Goudan grinned again, the wrinkles on his big black face almost turned into a chrysanthemum, and looked at Yan Murong and said. "I'm over forty years old, how can I
If you don’t want to marry a wife, let me tell you, I will marry a wife when I am eighteen, and I will have three children.”
"Oh, Uncle Goudan, do you have a daughter?" Yan Murong asked.
"Yes, why not." After saying this, Goudan's face turned ugly. His face was originally dark, but now he looked like he had just rolled out of a coal mine. He said with a look of resentment. "It's all my fault.
That woman failed to live up to her expectations. I married her because she thought her ass was big enough, but ended up giving birth to three girls, all of whom were girls."
"That's right, it's so disappointing." Yan Murong followed Goudan's words and said, "Having three girls in a row, isn't it going to make you, Uncle Goudan, the last child?"
"Isn't it?" Goudan said bitterly. He became angry when he mentioned this. He should not have listened to his father's words in the first place. What kind of butt is big enough to give birth to a boy? The result is great. The butt is big enough to give birth to a boy.
They are three daughters.
Yan Murong knew that, especially in such remote mountains, the idea of favoring boys over girls was even more serious. Because they could not give birth to sons, those who wanted to have sons worked hard to create humans ----- Yan Murong went to a village where
, a woman in her fifties, still working with a big belly, there are actually ** children at home, the eldest is almost thirty, and the youngest-----the youngest is still in her belly.
While Yan Murong admired the couple's persistence in having a son, he also admired the man - he was already in his fifties and still had such fierce firepower.
"Hey." Yan Murong sighed and said. "What do you think this is? We men work so hard to support our families, isn't it just to have a son who can carry on the family line for us? In other words, marrying a wife and having children
Isn't it just to carry on the family line, but after giving birth to so many daughters, I have offspring, but what will I do in the future?"
"Who says it's not the case?" Goudan slapped his thigh and said angrily. "It's all my fault that my mother-in-law's saline-alkali land failed to live up to expectations. I worked so hard that I finally planted it, and three melons grew.
Egg."
Yan Murong laughed so hard that she almost collapsed, but she still had a compassionate expression on her face and said with the same hatred. "That's right, having a daughter is of no use at all, so what's the use of having three daughters -
----As the old saying goes, if you give birth to a son, you are your own, but if you give birth to a daughter, she will be raised by someone else's family. When the daughter grows up, she will have to go to other people's homes. Whoever takes care of us will provide for us in old age."
"That's right." Goudan agreed. "By the way, little doll, I heard that there is some kind of technology in the city now, so that you can choose whether to give birth to a boy or a girl? How much does it cost to choose a boy or girl?
Once?"
The muscles on Yan Murong's face twitched so hard that she almost laughed.
What kind of technology? DNA? Damn it, where did this man hear this? You have to choose boys and girls yourself. It's not like buying a lottery ticket and picking the numbers you want.
Besides, even if you buy a lottery ticket, you have to pick the right numbers to win.
Yan Murong also knows about this topic. It has been discussed by some people, and some people have even posted many tips on giving birth to a boy on the Internet, such as how to exercise more, what vegetables and fruits to eat, and what things need to be paid attention to ----- even
When creating a human being, it is very detailed as to where it should be and what position it should be in. What is even more outrageous is that even the time must be accurate to the second.
When Yan Murong heard the news, she was very puzzled - what should she do if she encounters premature ejaculation?
"Do you really want a son?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.
"Who doesn't want it?" Goudan said with a depressed look.
"I have an idea."
"Ah? Do you have any idea?" Goudan was stunned for a moment, and then he bared his teeth and smiled. "Baby, tell me, how can I give birth to a son?"
"Sacrifice to the mountain god." Yan Murong said seriously.
"Sacrifice to the mountain god?" Goudan was stunned and asked, "What are you offering as a sacrifice?"
"What I'm saying is, of course, I'm sacrificing your daughter. As for your three daughters, just throw away one of them that won't be a problem, and then have another one while you're young."