It was windy and snowy all the way, and by the time the four generals arrived at the entrance of the village, it was already the beginning of Youshi.

In the village, the smoke was lingering, and on the muddy and snowy village road, a few children were still chasing each other and playing. When they saw the four people returning carrying the tiger, they all started shouting in fear and excitement, and circled around the four people.

He shouted "Big bug! Big bug!". Several households in the village heard the shout and walked out of their houses. They couldn't see clearly what the four people were carrying due to the gray sky. When they got closer, they saw that it was just a bug.

The ten-foot-long big bug! They all took a few steps back in shock. After recovering, they remembered that the big bug was dead and were afraid of what it might do. A group of people followed the four of them, shouting and shouting. From time to time, there were bold ones on the road.

The villagers even came over to pat and touch it, as if they themselves had become tiger-fighting heroes.

Everyone walked to the door of Qilang's house in a noisy manner. They saw the front yard surrounded by wooden fences and five houses with earth walls and thatched roofs forming a long and narrow courtyard. On the right side of the courtyard stood an old locust tree that had lost all its leaves.

Some enthusiastic people rushed back to Qilang's house to report the news. They saw a kind-hearted old lady staggering out. Wrinkles covered her face and forehead, her white hair was whirling, and her gray coat was full of patches, but she was clean and tidy.

She felt capable. She held the door frame with one hand, combed her hair with the other, looked at the people at the door, and asked in a slightly hoarse and anxious voice: "Qilang, but my son is back?"

Qilang stood there fixedly, watching the old lady staggering out, thinking that since the beginning of summer, his mother's body had become weaker and weaker, and he had not been able to save enough money to see his mother as a doctor.

The doctor said it was due to a lack of blood and he needed to buy some donkey-hide gelatin and other things to replenish it. But except for a dark iron pot on the stove and a few pots and bowls that belong to their family, where else are there any valuables?

Maybe you can scrape together some money to buy donkey hide gelatin?

This time God opened his eyes and allowed me to buy tiger skins, and I almost killed the big insect. I was finally able to buy medicine for my mother, and I couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but straighten my back and shouted loudly: "Mom, Yun Niang and I are back!".

The old lady gritted her teeth and walked a few steps quickly to Qi Lang and Yun Niang. There was sweat on her forehead and she looked a little hard. But she forced a smile on her face. Qi Lang and Yun Niang looked up and down several times to make sure they were not.

Only when he was injured did he say: "This big bug is quite big, are you in danger? Just hunt wild game, but if you fight this big bug, don't you think it's too much for your mother's son?" It sounded like blaming, but it was full of concern.

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When Qilang saw that my mother was walking hard, he frowned, but he still had to take off his airs. He quickly said: "Mom, I'm not good at this. Don't worry, I will be careful." After that, he put off his airs.

He put the forked slanted frame on his shoulder and held it up to everyone: "Everyone, please disperse first. After I have tidied up the tiger, let's have a tiger meat feast together at noon tomorrow!"

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Ouyang Yu and the other four parked the rack and the dead tiger in a corner of the courtyard. The tiger's body had long been stiff, and it still made a sound when it was hit hard on the ground.

Brother Zhao went home first, and the whole family was waiting for him to report that he was safe. Yun Niang washed herself a little, helped her into the main room, and then hurried towards the kitchen to cook. After Ouyang Yu and

After Qilang finished washing, Qilang pulled him into the main room.

Seeing the old lady raising her eyes and looking carefully at Ouyang Yu beside her under the oil lamp, she said to her: "Mom, this is the Ouyang Xiaolang I told you a few days ago. The one who lives in the temple. Today he

He'er was catching big insects in the mountains, but fortunately he sacrificed his life to save Yun Niang. It's not a problem for him to live in the temple every day, so I would like to ask him to stay at home for a while. What do you think?"

Before the old lady could say anything, Ouyang Yu took a step forward and saluted the old lady respectfully: "My dear Ouyang Yu has met my aunt. Please forgive me for any lack of etiquette." Is he a cold-blooded master?

The old lady couldn't see clearly. She twisted the wick of the oil lamp and made a few sparks. The light shone on Ouyang Yu's face. A young man with sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, straight nose and thick lips, and a polite smile came into view.

In the eyes of the old lady, he was just tall but not as tall as he should be for his age. The old lady thought that Shichiro was not a rash person. Since he did not tell the specific origin of this young man in front of her, he must have something to hide and it was not good to ask more questions. Listen.

Seeing that this young man actually saved Yun Niang, he was first surprised and then grateful. He smiled and nodded: "Brother, don't be formal. People in the mountains are not so particular. Since they are my son's recognized friends, it must be good."

.I saved Yun'er again. That's a favor to my Li family. What does it matter how many days Panheng has? It doesn't matter if I live here for the rest of my life. I like it very much."

Ouyang Yu thought in his heart that "words are the voice of the heart, and listening to the voice can identify the person". Just looking at what the old lady said, she didn't look like an old woman from a remote village in a remote place. There was a sense of temperament in her words.

. He didn't have to think too much, the old lady was still waiting there, so Ouyang Yu quickly thanked her.

After chatting for a few words, Qilang saw that there was nothing going on and asked Ouyang Yu: "Little brother, are you willing to help me clean up this big insect?"

When Ouyang Yu was in the army, he also had experience in skinning and killing animals during field survival training, but he was not so precise and skillful, and he had never killed animals as large as tigers, leopards, jackals, or wolves. He pondered for a moment and said to Qilang: "Brother, I'm not good at this.

I’m very familiar with it, so I can only give you some tips.”

Qi Lang kept shouting "no problem" and pulled Ouyang Yu to the front yard. At this time, the sky turned dark and the snow became heavier.

After taking a few torches and placing them, Qilang didn't say much. He put the tiger in a good posture and let Ouyang Yu support him. He picked up the knife and entered through the tiger's back door. He saw the heavy snow falling all over Qilang's hair. Qilang also

Without any notice, I just stepped on the top of my knees and made a sound with the knife. Half an hour later, I had a complete tiger skin in my hand. Then I shaved out the tiger bones, tiger gall, tiger claws, and tiger whip and put them away respectively, and finished processing the internal organs.

, wash the tiger meat and cut it into pieces. The whole process only takes more than half an hour. But the technique is skillful and the knife is precise. Ouyang Yu is speechless when he sees it. This is no better than the cook cutting the cow, right? Is it possible that he often cuts the meat?

Tiger comes to practice?

After Qi Lang finished cleaning up, he saw Ouyang Yu's expression in his eyes, patted Ouyang Yu on the shoulder and said: "Xiao Lang, this is only my second time hunting a tiger. But I have killed many other insects and wolves, so I got rid of this tiger."

It’s not unfamiliar at all. In fact, it’s still early. Tiger bones, tiger gall, and tiger whip are all good medicinal materials, and they must be processed carefully. The tiger skin needs to be tanned with medicinal materials, which is all hard work. It’s here today.

Come here, you can’t just work and not worship the five internal organs temple!" After that, he led Ouyang Yu towards the main room.

After the three people sat down around the square table, Yun Niang was also done. Four bowls of soup cakes were placed in front of everyone, followed by a plate of boiled vegetables, a plate of seasoned mushrooms, a small roast rabbit, and a

A special plate of rice-flavored stuffed tiger meat was brought up. "I'm afraid Xiao Lang won't like the simple rice." Yun Niang smiled and wiped the sweat from her head.

Ouyang Yu looked carefully and saw that although the dishes were simple, compared to the current situation in the village, this meal was extremely valuable.

The smell of green vegetables and mushrooms already made Ouyang Yu's nose twitch, not to mention the special tiger meat, which Ouyang Yu had never eaten before. This made him move his index finger after being hungry for a day.

But don't be impatient. It's only right for the host to treat her warmly and give her a few compliments.

Although he is a science student majoring in mechanical manufacturing and shipbuilding at the military academy, he has been influenced by his father since he was a child. He has read many books and memorized many famous poems. After thinking about it, he pointed to the green vegetables and said: "The fields are full of green vegetables under the mulberry trees.

Green and tender mustard moss is fertilized. I wash it in the stream and sell it in the store. At dusk, I wrap it in salt and buy wine. Sister-in-law, just looking at this meal makes my mouth water. It must be delicious!"

Hearing Ouyang Yu's words, although he didn't quite understand the meaning of the poem, he knew that he must be praising the deliciousness of his cooking. Yun Niang's usually cheerful temperament turned red clouds on her face.

The old lady was surprised and said: "Young people can actually read and write?"

Ouyang Yu couldn't help being embarrassed and explained: "Auntie, this poem belongs to someone else. I just borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha. My sister-in-law killed the big worm in my stomach before I even finished eating the side dish!" Ouyang Yu explained.

"The big worm in your belly? Is it dead?" After hearing Ouyang Yu's words, the other three people looked puzzled.

"A big worm can be stuffed into a person's stomach? I have only heard that a prime minister's belly can punt a boat, and a general's forehead can run a horse. But if a big worm is stuffed in his belly...are you not afraid of being bitten?" Qilang asked seriously.

"Oh, I'm a big glutton in my stomach, and I'm starved to death by my sister-in-law's food!" Ouyang Yu explained with a smile.

"Hahahaha!" The whole family laughed when they heard this, and even Yun Niang covered her mouth and her shoulders trembled.

Ouyang Yu and Qi Lang started eating and drinking like a storm. One of them had not had a full meal for many days, and the other had a big appetite.

"Look at these two starving ghosts who were reincarnated. What's the rush? There's not enough." The old lady didn't treat Ouyang Yu as an outsider and made a joke.

After chatting for a few words after the meal, Qilang took Ouyang Yu and arranged to go to the first room outside to rest. After Qilang left, Ouyang Yu's heart surged as he lay on the bed. Thinking about his recent life, it seemed like a dream

, "Is it just a dream? But why is it so real?" Thinking about my wife, children, and parents again, I felt very uncomfortable. I also thought that I came into this world as a sixteen-year-old, with my body unchanged, which was strange. I kept thinking about it.

, and fell into a deep sleep accompanied by the chirping of insects.

Note 1: Soup cakes in the Tang Dynasty refer to foods such as boiled noodles or dough sheets. Stir-fried vegetables are said to have only started in the Song Dynasty, so the cooking techniques in the Tang Dynasty were mainly steaming, boiling, stuffing, etc.
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