Chapter Thirteen: Sharpening the Spear
As long as the snake is moving, it will molt, unless it does not molt in hibernation. Doesn’t it molt every year mean that its hibernation time is different from that of ordinary snakes? Doesn’t it wake up every year? Thinking of this, I ran to the kitchen shift.
Of course, this time I was definitely not going to steal peanut oil, but brought up the perpetual calendar given by the local vegetable shop owner when the kitchen team went out to buy vegetables.
I first checked in 1929. The electronic screen shows: the year of Ji Si in the lunar calendar (Year of the Snake);
Looking at last year, this time it shows: the year of Xinsi (Year of Snake);
Why did the snake-shaped animal happen to be the Year of the Snake? Is it a coincidence or some rule? It seems that it is not accurate to draw a conclusion just by just two years. Even if you aim, you still have to make three points to become a line. These are only two points?
By the way, "Hu Sanwang!!!" I was in no time, so I immediately changed into a camouflage uniform and grabbed a few handfuls of feed. I jumped out of the wall and came to the village. When I pushed the door at Lao Hutou, I saw Lao Hutou wearing a straw hat and a hoe to go out. I grabbed him, "Master, what year was the year when Hu Sanwang was crazy?"
"What's wrong with the young man?" When I get older, I'm calm. I'm holding someone like a burning butt, and they're still smiling.
"Uncle, tell me quickly, I have something to do. It's very important." I ran too fast, so I let go and gasped.
"I can't remember, hey, old woman, do you still remember the year when Kunshan went crazy?" Old Hutou shouted at the old lady in the room.
The old lady came out of the house and saw me. She turned around and went into the house and took out two small stools, handed me one, and gave Lao Hutou one.
I sat down and asked, "Auntie, do you remember the fisherman in your village who was crazy in the year?"
"I think about it, it's been too long." The old lady thought for a long time, "In sixty-five years, the young brother of the Guodong family gave him a turtle."
Guodong is his eldest son, and his younger brother is the second daughter of Guodong's family.
I got what I wanted to know, turned around and left, suddenly I remembered the "White Wolf" nurse coming, and asked, "Uncle, where is our puppy?"
"It's in the sweet potato cellar?" the old lady lowered her voice.
I took out all the feed in my pocket. The military uniform is big and it is probably several kilograms.
"Uncle, there is some wood in our North Wall Huozi. If you have time to find someone to drag it back." I threw it out a few days ago and I haven't had time to send it here. Although I don't need others now, people cannot forget their roots. ** said: Forgotten the past means betrayal!
The old couple agreed with a smile.
I ran back all the way and picked up the perpetual calendar: 1965, the year of Yisi in the lunar calendar (Year of the Snake);
It was indeed the Year of the Snake. I breathed a sigh of relief. These times I happened to meet it was all the Year of the Snake. Now I can basically confirm that its hibernation period is different from other snakes. It does not wake up every year. Although I don’t know if it wakes up once every twelve years or once every thirty-six years, according to the rules, it will not wake up this year. In other words, if I am lucky and I, I can almost go in and get things and leave. That’s great, I lit a cigarette and let go for most of my heart.
After smoking, I went to the hole in the mountain to replace the white wolf's chain with a straw rope, just in case if I had a three-length and two-two shortness, it could bite the rope off and escape by itself. In addition, it also prepared feed and drinking water for several days.
Then I went to the reconnaissance team to borrow two high-intensity flashlights from my comrades, imported from Switzerland, with eight-hour continuous lighting, waterproof and shockproof.
When I came back, it was already dark, and King Kong Pao had been waiting for me in my dormitory with restlessness.
Seeing me coming back, the guy pulled out the large combat preparation bag he brought and immediately started to dig out the messy items he had collected.
He muttered, "I'm not able to bring a gun while I'm on vacation."
"These two bayonets I took from the honor room. The 56-rushing triangular bayonet is easier to use than the 81 steps I use now."
"It is good to pry the coffin lid with a crowbar and a hammer."
"Machete self-defense."
"This is a bottle of realgar wine. Let's drink it together. I heard that it can drive away snakes."
"This woven bag was taken from the kitchen squad, and it was kept for good treasures." As he said that, he shook, and the dust was flying, and it should be a bag containing flour.
"I didn't expect you to think very well. What is that?" I asked, pointing to the two pieces of silk like socks in my bag.
"Socks" he replied. "I took it from the clothes rack of the instructor's wife. I kept it on our heads and it wouldn't recognize us." He took the two socks that had not been washed and dried yet and compared to painting.
"tmd, we're going to dig graves. You think it's a bank robbery. You can think of it." This bastard has everything in his mind.
"Old Yu, don't forget that we shot it last time. It would be better if it was to recognize us." It can be seen that King Kong Cannon was really scared.
"Grass, do you think it won't recognize you if you put on a stinky sock?" I mocked him.
"Or Lao Yu, let's go during the day tomorrow. Why do you have to go to the evening? It's so creepy." He became more and more nervous.
"Okay, I don't care if I go the day after tomorrow. I'm afraid that the little lady who slept with you all night will be impatient and called the police. Then you're done. Don't forget that they only give you three days, and one day has passed, and you have to go back the day after tomorrow. Just one day tomorrow. Is there enough time?" I sneered and reminded him.
"Listen to you, listen to you, you are also trying to help me, I know." This guy finally realized the situation.
"Let's go, pack up, go quickly, remember, if you have anything to do, run to the power grid," I ordered.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll listen to you." He carried the war preparation bag.
Although I was uneasy, I didn’t seem to be very afraid at that time. This may be what people often say is that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.
Later, when I came back with half my life after hardships, I realized the true meaning of a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger. The reason why a calf is not afraid of a tiger is not because it can do it, but because it does not know how powerful a big tiger is!
Chapter completed!