C41 The Lost Big White Goose

Imakan, this is a unique form of the Hezhe.

Generally speaking, it was mainly rapport. There were no musical accompaniment, and it was also divided into "big songs" and "small songs.

The contents were mainly about the legends and historical stories of the Huzhe Clan's heroes.

Its singing had a distinct ethnic characteristic, and the tune was also unique.

However, because the Hezhe people did not have words, this kind of artistic form was already very difficult to pass down, and could only be passed down through word of mouth.

Liu Sanshun was fascinated by it. He raised his head to look at the setting sun in the horizon, intoxicated by Fu Xiaoqing's singing.

He didn't even notice when Fu Xiaoqing had left.

When he came back to his senses, his surroundings were already dark.

It was dark.

Staring blankly at the empty little river bank, Liu Sanshun secretly sighed.

That exercise book was still in his hands.

The person who gave him the exercise book just now was already nowhere to be found.

After looking at the book for a long time, Liu Sanshun suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a slap.

"I'm so stupid. Such a rare opportunity, what kind of fish skin painting am I talking about. . . "

He regretted not falling, but it was already too late. He had waited for so many years and finally got the chance to confess, but he missed it just like that.

However, if he really had to confess, Liu Sanshun felt that he wouldn't be able to open his mouth at all.

Fu Yonggui was a hurdle that he would never be able to cross.

That night, Liu Sanshun returned home, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He felt very sorry for Fu Xiaoqing.

During this period of time, besides giving Fu Xiaoqing trouble, he also gave Fu Xiaoqing trouble.

However, she trusted him so much that she placed all her hopes on him.

When he was by the river, he could tell from Fu Xiaoqing's gaze that she was very disappointed in him.

But what could he do?

If he was very rich, like Ma Xiaoxin's family, Not to mention a fish skin painting, he could even turn Fu Xiaoqing into his wife.

But now, he was poor. Other than this run-down house that was filled with wind, Only the spare parts that had been with him for more than 20 years could still be worth some money.

If it really didn't work out, why not give Little Qing a present to express her apology and. . . Her feelings for her?

Thinking of this, Liu Sanshun touched his pocket and felt a chill down his spine.

The one thousand yuan he won from Ma Xiaoxin was almost spent.

There was only a little more than a hundred yuan left in his phone.

Oh no, let alone starting a business, it would be a problem for him to eat in two days.

Liu Sanshun suddenly sat up. He suddenly remembered that when the big turtle was released, the rescue station in town gave him twenty thousand yuan as a reward. However, in order to comfort his uncle, the money was placed at his uncle's place.

Besides, half of the twenty thousand yuan should be from the old black cloth. Although the old black cloth had not shown up these days, Liu Sanshun had been thinking of sending the money to him another day.

However, he had forgotten about it because his mind had been filled with fish skin paintings for the past few days.

Why not go to his uncle's place? Ask for some of the twenty thousand yuan as a start-up fund?

After all, he and the old black cloth had caught the big turtle. If he asked his uncle for five thousand yuan now, he should have no objections, right?

If his uncle gave him money, then what should he buy for Fu Xiaoqing?

What should he buy to make Fu Xiaoqing happy?

Oh, right. He couldn't just buy it for Fu Xiaoqing.

However, it was too difficult to convince Fu Yonggui. The last time, he only spent five hundred yuan for a week. If he gave all five thousand to him. . . He would probably only be able to manage it for two months, right?

Liu Sanshun's mind had always been restless. When he thought of this matter, he began to send out his thoughts and thoughts. Countless scenes flashed through his mind, as if he was playing a movie.

Let's put it this way. In less than five minutes, he had even thought of the names of his and Fu Xiaoqing's children.

He was playing movies in his mind when suddenly, two "kaka" sounds came from the courtyard.

The sounds weren't loud, but in the quiet night, the sounds were quite clear as they passed through Liu Sanshun's house.

Liu Sanshun subconsciously listened attentively. At this time, the sound made two more sounds.

"Kaka. "

It was very clear. Liu Sanshun was a little puzzled in his heart: Whose big goose is this?

He tiptoed out of the door and turned on the flashlight. He saw a big white goose, with its head held high and its chest puffed out, staggering about in the yard.

It was like an inspection.

It was strange. Where did this big white goose come from? He remembered that there weren't many geese in the village. Moreover, the chickens, ducks, and geese were all locked up at night. Why would one of them run out?

Also, the big geese and ducks in the village usually recognize their home. Even if they played by the river for a day, they would be able to accurately find their home and never go wrong.

Why does this one. . . Look a bit confused, as if it got lost. . . But looking at its expression, it was still leisurely and confident.

Looking at this lost goose, Liu Sanshun suddenly has a very evil idea.

Right now, he was worrying about it. He didn't know what to give Little Green, so he might as well catch the big white goose. If no one was looking for it tomorrow morning, he would cook it and send it to Little Green.

These days, Fu Xiaoqing had been working very hard, so he would treat it as replenishing her body.

Thinking of this, Liu Sanshun's eyes lit up. He spat on his hands, turned off the flashlight, and tiptoed behind the big goose.

The big goose was silly, totally unaware of the impending danger.

Liu Sanshun followed the big goose into the yard and took a few steps forward. When the time was right, a hungry tiger pounced on its prey and grabbed the big white goose's neck. He then grabbed the big white goose's mouth.

The big white goose was very loud, but its mouth was covered and it could not make any sound. Its legs were kicking and struggling, but it was to no avail. Liu Sanshun grabbed it with both hands and dragged it into the house.

Then, Liu Sanshun used a rope to tie up the big white goose's legs and mouth. He took out a bag and stuffed the big white goose in. Then he took a rope and tied the bag tightly.

Afraid that the big white goose would suffocate inside, he cut a small hole in the bag, only able to let half of the big white goose's head out and let it breathe.

After doing all this, Liu Sanshun proudly put his hands on his hips and looked at the big white goose, muttering to himself: "Sorry bro, This was delivered to your doorstep by yourself. I'll stew you tomorrow and add some potatoes. After a little longer, add as much seasoning as possible. It'll be very fragrant when stewed. When the time comes, I'll be worthy of you. . . "

The big white goose revealed half of its head from the cut open bag. It looked at Liu Sanshun with a pair of innocent big eyes, as if it had not realized its own fate and was about to be closely linked to some kind of crop called potatoes. . .