After rebirth, I became a great writer

Chapter 181 Machine Spirit, Cutting Kitchen Knife (Excessive Chapter, Be Careful)

The August sun is as enthusiastic as fire, and the stuffy air makes people irritated. Even though the hottest dog days in July have passed, the midsummer days are still tormented.

Compared with the past, there are many fewer people on the bustling streets of the city. After all, in such hot weather, no one wants to come out to withstand the sun.

Who doesn’t want to stay in the air conditioner, have a glass of cool beer, eat a piece of iced watermelon, and say a poem with poetic meaning, but I regret that the summer is long, and wait for the breeze to come, and the wind blows the fragrance of lotus leaves, and my heart is calm and cool.

Unfortunately, this is just an ideal summer life. For most people living in big cities, their best way to relieve the heat is perhaps to look at the balance in their mobile banking card. Then my heart becomes cold, and I feel that the sun is not so hot outside, and I have the motivation to go out to work again.

There is no way, if it weren't for two or three taels of broken silver, who would have worked hard and not fulfilled?

However, it is a different scene in the small mountain village in the north. The trees inside and outside the village are lush with branches and leaves, the fields are full of green, and the wild flowers on both sides of the road are dotted with bright red. The two complement each other, with a little green, fat, red and thin smell.

In addition to cicadas and birds singing, there is also a breeze in the small mountain village. Unlike the summer wind in big cities, the wind here is cool and there are no mosquitoes.

In the farmhouse, a young boy was sitting in front of the window and tapping on his computer. He was wearing a cold vest on his upper body, a pair of shorts on his lower body, and a pair of flip-flops on his feet. This was Chen Tianhong, who returned to his hometown in the north.

Since attending the wedding of Miao Mingjie and Xiner, Chen Tianhong has been in Gusu City for a few days, but he is not completely having fun with the boss, and he has also talked about some serious matters.

The main thing is to talk about the adaptation of his work. "Secret Love in Oranges in Huainan" has been confirmed to be filmed in TV series, and Miao Mingjie and Xiner actually want to film "The Legend of Wukong", but Chen Tianhong did not write the extra, and the story of Supreme Bao and Zixia has to wait a little longer.

So they just settled down. They planned to make "The Swordsman in the Snow" into a TV series. Chen Tianhong was very concerned about the adaptation of "Snow" because he didn't want to shout "key" when watching the TV series.

However, because there are too many characters in this book and the plot span is very large, adapting scripts and selecting actors cannot be done in a day or two. At present, there is only this plan, and the specific time will be waiting.

Next, after Chen Tianhong returned to Jinling City, he returned to his hometown in the north with his parents. The first one was his uncle's house. But when he arrived, he realized that his grandmother had returned to his hometown.

The old man said that staying in the city is too boring, not as refreshing and comfortable as a small mountain village.

So Chen Tianhong and his parents arrived in this small mountain village. Today, Chen Tianhong has been in the village for four days.

"Fifty thousand words, it's done! It's much faster to write here than I do at home. No wonder so many writers like to write in the countryside, it's so pure!"

Chen Tianhong looked at the time and it took only about 4 hours in total, nearly half an hour faster than before.

Today's typing task has been completed. Chen Tianhong closed the computer and reached out to pick up a melon from the porcelain bowl beside him.

In addition to the small melons, there are other fruits and melons in the porcelain bowl. These are grown by farmers themselves. They are pure natural green fruits, which are much better than those sold in big cities. In addition, they are soaked in cold well water, which is very suitable for summer cooling.

Put the melon in his mouth and took a bite. It was sweet and cool. Chen Tianhong couldn't help but think of an advertisement in his previous life, "The summer is hot, and it's sweet with you."

Now he has a feeling of living in the mountains and fields, knowing the pastoral atmosphere, the fragrance of fruits and vegetables in the midsummer, not knowing fame and fortune, and being content with pleasure.

It is precisely because of the comfort of staying here and thinking about spending more time with his grandmother that Chen Tianhong decided to stay here until school starts before going back, and even had the idea to let Liu Yifei come over.

Because my parents returned to the city yesterday, and they had to go to other relatives' homes, it was appropriate for Liu Yifei to come over, but this idea was not realized in the end. Liu Yifei was too shy.

"Tianhong! These are the peaches grown by your Uncle Wang, so sweet! Try them."

Before Chen Tianhong finished eating the melon in his hand, Grandma Chen walked in with a slightly larger porcelain bowl. There were a few pink peaches in the porcelain bowl, which were still soaked in cold water.

"Grandma, I can't eat it anymore."

Chen Tianhong first got up and took the porcelain bowl from his grandmother, then covered his bulging belly and said.

"A young man can't eat only a few fruits and vegetables. How can he do it? Eat more and grow your body, and grandma stews you chicken tonight."

Grandma Chen looked at her grandson with a loving face. Chen Tianhong was her eldest grandson and had been holding it in the palm of her hand since she was a child.

Grandparents in the world express their love almost the same way, letting their children eat more, and they want to leave anything delicious for their children.

“Stewed chicken.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Tianhong silently put the melon in his hand back, and he wanted to keep his stomach.

The stewed chicken mentioned in grandma's mouth is not a domestic chicken, but a pheasant in the mountains. The meat is fragrant and it is simply a delicious food on earth.

When he first arrived at Xiaoshan Village, he ate stewed chicken. He ate three big bowls in a row, so Chen Tianhong went out for a walk for half a night before going back to sleep.

This world is not like the earth. Pheasants are not protected animals and there are many. It is not illegal for villagers to catch a few to eat.

"Okay, grandma, I'll help you kill the chickens when the time comes."

"No, you play with your pheasant. The pheasant was caught by your Uncle Li from the mountain and it has been killed."

Grandma Chen was reluctant to let her grandson take action.

Because Chen Tianhong's father was transferred to work, Grandma Chen has not seen her grandson several times a year, which is really painful.

"Uncle Li"

Chen Tianhong suddenly felt that the whole village loved him very much. Since he came here, this one gave something to the house today and the other tomorrow.

It has to be said that this kind of simple relationship between neighbors is rarely seen in big cities. The tall buildings made of steel and cement also separate the neighborhood feelings of the city.

But the people of China pay attention to etiquette and exchanges, so do you have to give them some gifts?

Chen Tianhong fell into deep thought. When he came back, he brought a lot of gifts, but they were all for his grandmother, and there was no way to divide them.

Or just give money?

Forget it, it's too vulgar, even if you give it to them, you won't want it.

"Tianhong, remember to eat peaches!"

Grandma Chen turned around and prepared chicken stew for her grandson.

Chen Tianhong was still struggling with the gifts, and he couldn't say it back. He just wanted to see if he could help these simple villagers in the best of his ability.

After thinking about it, he didn't think of any good idea. Although his brain had plug-ins, his memory was also enhanced when he was reborn, but these could not help him with ideas.

Chen Tianhong decided to give up temporarily and talk about it later.

A fragrance hits, and the eyes fall on the fan-colored peaches again, which looks like love, pink, tender

In the end, Chen Tianhong's hands reached out to Taozi, which was too tempting.

When Chen Tianhong was eating peaches, his fan group was also discussing lively, saying it was a discussion, but in fact it could be said that it was a forced palace.

The main staff are his female book fans, that is, fans of Youth Novels. So far, it has been half a year since Chen Tianhong's third youth novel "Secret Love in Oranges and Born in Huainan", and fans have long been looking forward to the new work.

At the beginning, the fans did not urge them. They knew that Hongwen was updating the snow and mortals, so they might not care about it.

After finally waiting for the end of the book in the snow, Hongwen went to write martial arts again, which made the girls unable to bear it anymore.

In fact, since the series "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", the girls have been in the fan group every day, full of tenacity, and they have the momentum that they will never give up until they see new youth novels.

Chen Tianhong's response to this was waiting. Because he was not sure what to write in the next youth novel. To be precise, he was so dazzling. There were too many youth novels in his mind that he would not be able to find a suitable one for a while.

The vibrating sound came from the phone. Chen Tianhong opened the screen and saw the prompt message that it was the TT number. He clicked in and saw that the girls in the group started again.

"Or else just choose a youth novel, it's not good to let so many girls wait every day."

Fortunately, they urged youth novels, with fewer words, so he had the energy to scoop up. If they changed to other online novels, such as long-form Xianxia novels, Chen Tianhong would hesitate.

If you have a hang, you can’t be proud of yourself for three long periods of time. So what’s the difference between him and a machine? You still have to leave time to enjoy life.

For example, now, it’s so comfortable to eat fruit leisurely.

Thinking and watching, Chen Tianhong reached out to get the peach again, but protests came from his stomach, and it could not bear it anymore.

"Okay, go out and digest! Otherwise, you will be sitting in the house and you won't be able to eat the stewed chicken at night."

Chen Tianhong slowly stood up, leaned up, and let his stomach erect slightly so that he could walk better.

Walking on the small roads in the village, you can meet the old ladies and uncles in the village from time to time on the road, but young people rarely meet them. Most of them work in big cities outside and only come back when the Chinese New Year is approaching.

Everyone I met along the way greeted Chen Tianhong kindly, and Chen Tianhong also gave him politely, so he slowly came to the entrance of the village.

There is an old elm tree at the entrance of the village. It has been a few years since it was said that the old elm tree had existed since the time of his ancestors.

The old elm tree is very thick and needs to be hugged by two adults to surround it. It has five main branches, each branch is covered with green leaves, which looks like a huge natural parasol from a distance, supporting a thick green shade for people.

Naturally, under the old elm trees is a good place for villagers to enjoy the cool air. However, under the shade of today's trees, there are only seventeen or a half-year-old children playing games. These children are not old, and the oldest one is only eleven or twelve years old.

Seeing these children, Chen Tianhong became curious. What he was curious about was what games these children were playing.

You should know that with the advancement of technology, children's childhood is also very different from before. Various electronic products have replaced traditional childhood games. Not only children in cities, but even children in rural areas rarely play games together.

After all, children cannot resist the temptation of electronic products, and even adults are addicted to computers and mobile phones.

Those traditional childhood games can only flow quietly in the river of time and be forgotten by the world

While society is progressing, people have lost a lot of synchrony.

Chen Tianhong also played some childhood games when he was a child in his previous life, because he didn’t have so many electronic toys at that time. During the holidays, he only played games with his friends.

However, as he got older, he gradually forgot about those games, and he couldn't even remember the appearance of his friend at the beginning.

The current environment of children in this world is similar to the earth in the past, and even electronic products are more developed, so children have long abandoned traditional games.

So Chen Tianhong was so surprised when he saw the children playing games together!

"I just don't know if the games they played are similar to the childhood games on Earth. Alas, I really miss us at that time! We are carefree, not like now, we still have to work and write every day, and live! It has wiped out my childlike innocence."

Chen Tianhong approached the old yushu with a stern voice. He sighed seriously in front of him, and the sentence that followed was up to be discussed. I guess he would complain about him fiercely after being heard by book friends.

You are a writer, so it is not normal for a writer to do a gramming job! Also, you are already financially free, shouldn’t you be carefree? And, are you very big?

When he arrived at the old elm tree, he greeted several uncles and uncles who were enjoying the shade politely, and then Chen Tianhong looked at the children again.

I saw that the seventeen or eighteen children had been divided into two parts, to be precise, two rows, each row was about eight or nine people holding hands, and the distance between the two rows of children was about 10 meters.

Not only that, Chen Tianhong always felt that such a scene was very familiar, just like he had played this game when he was a child, and he had played both worlds.

Just as Chen Tianhong was about to use his brain to find memories, the children's game began.

First, the strongest child came out on both sides. The two started with stone scissors and cloth, and the winner was determined in one game. In the end, the child on the right guessed.

Then the victorious child proudly raised his head and returned to the team, while the failed child returned to his team with dejected resignation.

Then the children in the team on the right began to shout to the opposite side.

"Golden pheasant feather!"

The team on the left responded: "Carry a big knife!"

"I can choose the troops on your side!"

"Who should I choose?"

"Pick Wang Bo."

The two sides finished their calls, and a thin little boy walked out of the left team. He lifted his shorts, leaned forward, clenched his fists, seemed to be accumulating strength.

Seeing this, the children in the team on the right hand pulled closer to each other.

Then with the sound of "Roar!", the thin boy rushed towards the opposite side. After more than ten seconds, he collided on the edge of the child holding the hand and rushed it away.

"Haha, I won! I bumped away! I can take a prisoner back."

The thin boy smiled happily, and from the two people who were stormed away by him, he chose a slightly strong figure and proudly took him back to the team on the left. When he came back, he looked like a general who had defeated him.

"Let's come again, it's up to you to start this time!"

The children on the right began to yell.

Next, the two sides exchanged offensively and defensively.

The familiar "Golden Eagle Feather, Carrying a Big Sword" sounded again.

Although Chen Tianhong under the shade of the tree was still watching the children playing games, his eyes were lost and he was trapped in memories.

In fact, when Chen Tianhong heard the sound of "Golden Eagle Feather", he already knew what kind of game it was.

To be precise, this game does not have a specific name. Even in the past life, the name of each region on Earth is different. The official name on the Internet is called "Paoma City", but more people like to call it "Choose and Emergency Order".

The gameplay is very simple, just like the children playing now. More than a dozen people are evenly divided into two rows, each holding hands and standing in a row. The attacking party first starts calling "Jinji Ling" and the defending party responds "carrying a big knife!" and then the attacking party "I can choose your troops!" and the defending party "Who should I choose?"

The attacking side will call out the name of a person in the defending team. Generally, the ones selected are relatively "weak". The defending side can refuse or agree.

If you agree, the person who called his name will attack the wall of the opposite person. If he bumps away, he can bring a "captive" back. Otherwise, he will have to stay on the opposite side.

This game requires both brains and physical strength. It is a very fun childhood game. In Chen Tianhong's impression, this game is called "machine spirit, chopping kitchen knife."

The origin of the game was to imitate the officials who captured strong men in ancient times. At that time, the officials had a chicken feather inserted into their bodies, and they took a big knife to the people's houses to challenge the strong men according to the list. They would capture whoever they picked.

The original saying in ancient times was "Tie the chicken feather, carry the missed knife, let me choose the one over there."

However, due to the different regions, many pronunciations are different between recitations, so various other versions appear.

For example, Chen Tianhong's previous life called "Machine Spirit, chopping kitchen knife, let me choose from the ones there."

This name is also the most circulated on Earth, because there was a song in my previous life called "The Mechanism, Cutting Kitchen Knife".

The song borrowed the name of this childhood game, which was actually the songwriter commemorating his lost youth. The content of the song at that time resonated with many people born in the 1970s, 1980s and 1990s at that time.

Chen Tianhong was also a post-90s generation in his previous life. This song also resonated with him, and at this moment, it made him feel a lot.

Although I am now in another world, the familiar songs still echo in Chen Tianhong's ears.

Has it been too long for one person

I always feel that time is doubled

I don't know what I'm looking for

I just feel like I've lost a lot

Do you know how much I want to go back to my hometown and Niba

Then I caught those butchers and went to the pit to catch frogs

I can play with a sand pit and a swing for a day

When you are hungry, climb onto the tree to pick some locust flowers and eat some elm money

The singing echoed in his mind, and the memories of his childhood reappeared. He remembered the mud and the friends who had fallen into the size of mud, went to the river to flew water to watch the ripples, and jumped on the lattice on the sand.

Of course, there are also experiences of growing up, but these experiences are all memories of Chen Tianhong's previous life.

How many people are always hard to get rewards for their efforts

How many people smile with tears in front of the mirror

How many people betray their original ideals in order to survive

But if you stick to your ideals, you can't get into the car house

How many people have to pay off their debts for the whole life for the car house?

He also demolished the east wall and added the west wall after paying back the foreign account.

How many communication devices have countless functions installed

But I always can't communicate with the closest people

How many stories are there, we will never go back to

How many people we miss listen in heaven

After a long time, Chen Tianhong sighed softly, and this sigh seemed to be sad and sweet...

At this time, he had already thought about what to write in his next book, youth novel, and just write about these childhood memories and the sadness of his growth path.

PS: If you go too far, you will feel deeply touched by this song. You can listen to it! I have also passed the Easter Egg Seal, but I don’t know if I can pass it. (The number of words on the card is not charged for these!)

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(End of this chapter)