The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Song Wei took the pigeon cage home and put it in her room.No longer sleepy, I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed a handful of corn to make porridge.Song Manji came out of the bedroom, combed her hair, and exclaimed: "Is this the sun coming out from the west? Xiaoyin, are you going to make breakfast for your mother?"

Song Wei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I haven't cooked breakfast for mother yet! I don't know if there will be another chance in the future. If it's not done well, mother will just let it go."

Song Manji's eyes turned red, she concealed herself and went back to her room.Song Wei stuck out her tongue, reached out and added two handfuls of rice and a ladle of water into the pot.After a while, the mother drove her son out of the kitchen and started making pancakes.Song Manji went out after breakfast, Song Wei took half a bowl of corn porridge in a small bowl, carefully lifted the bird cage cover, and smiled with her mouth pursed.Four small round golden eyes looked around, full of curiosity about the strange environment, but not flustered at all.

Because she heard that she could fly, she was afraid of slipping away accidentally, so Song Wei only opened the drawer a little, and pushed the small bowl in flat.

Lying on the edge of the birdcage, he whispered softly: "Hey, eat." Seeing people ignoring him, he persevered in persuading him, "It's delicious, I also eat this in the morning."

The two young pigeons looked at each other, then looked forward, and tried to peck.I probably think the taste is acceptable, according to the two sides, the head is a little bit up and down, the more you eat, the more enjoyable you are.

Song Wei looked at the two little gray dumplings again and again, the more she looked at them, the more she fell in love with them.Couldn't resist opening the door and reaching in to touch it.The newborn Hatsuyu is soft and slippery, making it hard to put it down.Seeing that the little pigeon had no problem, he kept touching it.It suddenly occurred to him that eating only porridge would not satisfy his hunger, and that he should add some staple food, so he closed his fingers and dragged out the small bowl again.

The food was taken away, and the little pigeon immediately chased up to protest, and the slightly bigger one raised its beak and pecked the back of Song Wei's hand a few times.

"Hey! You little bastard who doesn't know what to do!" Song Wei cursed and laughed, closed the cage door, went into the kitchen happily, pulled a piece of cake, chopped it into pieces, soaked it in rice porridge, and sent it again go back.

He wasn't sure how much to feed, and he didn't dare to add any more to the bottom of the bowl. He lay on the side of the cage and watched the two young pigeons grooming each other.

He has always liked all kinds of lively little things from the bottom of his heart, but in the past, no matter what life, no matter how long he lived, he lived a life full of restrictions, or he couldn't raise it, or it didn't last long, and there were few moments of satisfaction.Although there is helplessness in this life, the space for tossing around at will is much larger, and I am very content.

Imagining that the bird has grown up, spreading its wings and circling over her yard, making it fly straight into the sky with a wave of the hand, and making it land lightly with a whistle, the beauty in Song Wei's heart is more intoxicating than drinking wine.

Two days later, on a whim, I got some goat milk to feed the birds. I thought it would supplement calcium and promote bone growth, but it resulted in loose stools... The bed curtains smelled like bird droppings, and Song Manji almost took the bird with her. and throw it out.I thought I couldn't raise it blindly, so I had to ask an expert for advice.The best experts must be in Dugu Mansion, but they can't go there.Song Wei took the little guy and hurried to a familiar poultry shop, he looked at it and said he had never seen this breed.Song Wei regretted it immediately, she shouldn't have shown the pigeon hastily.Fortunately, the other party didn't care, so he prepared some medicine for him to feed, talked about the routine method of raising pigeons, and walked and played with him in the store.

It turns out that parrots are the most favored ornamental birds in this era, and they are bestowed by a literati with the reputation of being the messenger in green.Then there are thrushes, larks, orioles, which are beautiful and sing well.As for pigeons, there are far more pigeons raised for food than for play.Occasionally, there are those who like to keep them for fun, and no one keeps gray pigeons. They only recognize the pure white, dark black, bright, beautiful and vigorous breeds.However, it has not been widely domesticated for the purpose of communication.It is a waste of money and time, and most people can't afford it.

The master of the poultry shop told Song Wei that pigeons are rare, so he was embarrassed to laugh at him.Song Wei was reminded by him, and from then on he only kept the bird at home, and any questions he had to ask were all based on empty descriptions.

After the Double Ninth Ninth Festival, the bow training has been slackened a lot.It was winter, and there was a little snow. Compared with Song Wei, Mr. Weng was more afraid of the cold and refused to endure hardships, so he gave a year-end subsidy, the shooting team was temporarily disbanded, and those who had time to spend were spending time in Liqing Building every now and then. with.Mai Asa has already decided to marry Song Manji after the Huihe New Year, and Song Wei is busy helping her mother prepare the dowry, so she doesn't go so frequently.

He guessed that his cheap father who died early should be a bad person, or why he hasn't seen Song Manji talking about it for so many years?From this, it can be inferred that most of the mothers did not have a formal wedding.I owe debts, and I will pay them off as my son.Of the 100 million yuan sent by Xiaoyaofang, he set aside 100 million for pocket money, and exchanged the rest for two sets of gold and emerald inlaid jewelry for his mother to press.

The sons and daughters of Maasa are all adults, and what should be taken away has already been taken away.Lao Mai handed over part of his business accounts to Song Manji, which was quite generous.He once expressed that he welcomes Song Wei to go to the wine shop to help, Song Wei laughed and waved his hands, tacit understanding between each other, just a few polite words to let go.

Song Manji got married for the second time, and Mr. Xue's mind was cramped, so he came to give gifts.Song Wei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking what was the matter, she refused firmly.After all this, he clearly saw Xue Xuan's plan, so he had to take advantage of Miss Xue Fourth's east wind to block the third young master Xue.Wait until Miss Xue Si can't resist, and then use my mother to avoid the momentum.Repeatedly like this, it is unspeakably miserable, to apply a popular word in later generations, it is a typical tired feeling and no love.

The situation turned around after Song Manji got married.Xue Changshi decided to send his son to Beijing to take the martial arts exam next year, and hired a master from the army for special training. Xue Sanlang immediately lost his freedom and had no time to pester Song Miaozhi.On the other hand, Weng Huan persuaded Mrs. Weng to formally invite the matchmaker to go to Xue's house to talk about matchmaking.Together, the two adults felt that this marriage was a good match.Fourth Miss Xue still has too much time to care about herself, how can she care about chasing after Song Xiaolang.

So the whole world is quiet.Song Wei once again realized how much she loves such a carefree and deserted life.The excitement and fun before was not bad, but it was too illusory.In the glitz and hustle and bustle, it can't be realized, and it's okay to do it occasionally. After a long time, the more lively and lonely, the busier and more empty, it is easy to get bored.

After the two pigeons recovered, they saw that they were thriving day by day.Song Wei felt itchy in her heart, she just wanted to let it out for a test flight.At the beginning, I was in the room, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and the pigeon coop was opened to wait.The little ones glanced at him lazily and didn't move at all.These days, Song Wei has traveled all over the poultry and bird shops in Xishi, gained a lot of indirect experience, and knows that unless absolutely necessary, try not to use them.Seeing this situation, he squeezed a chopstick into the cage to fiddle with it, and the two pigeons were so annoyed that they flew out with a flap of their wings.

Song Wei raised her brows with joy, before she had time to be more happy, she suddenly felt the back of her neck wet, and touched it with her hand, it was warm and soft, a small lump - bird droppings...

Fiercely punching the air a few times, he locked the door and went out to clean.Fortunately, my mother was not there, otherwise I would have been unable to escape the meal.

When Song Manji was about to get married, she once cried and asked her son to live with him in Maifu.Boss Mai's house will definitely not lack Song Xiaolang's food and room.Song Wei hugged her mother's shoulders to comfort her: "Mother, you know it won't work. It's not good for you, and it's not good for me. Back when I was a matchmaker, the woman came to see someone, and she couldn't see Uncle Mai. You just Aren't you afraid to misunderstand and make Uncle Mai think you are taking a concubine for him?"

Song Manji smiled through tears and slapped her son.

After Song Manji got married, mother and son were not alienated.Song Wei wandered around the Persian wine shop almost every other day, met with her mother, chatted a few gossips, and went to Maifu to eat and drink at every turn, she was used to it.However, he insisted on going back to his own home.After all, he is no longer a lonely family. The two big and the young in the family are all waiting to be fed, waiting for him to come back to feed them.

The little pigeon flew around the house for a while, then was brought to the yard by Song Wei.Because she was worried that she would not be able to fully identify the nest, Song Wei spent a lot of time borrowing a super large net for catching birds in the forest from the bird shop, which could cover her entire small yard.He climbed up and down on the roof of the courtyard wall to set up a net, and Ye Ang happily jumped and called underneath, not knowing what game the master was going to play.Deda didn't even bother to lift his head, and slowly chewed his special forage.

The neighbors and passers-by were all attracted by Song Wei's movements, they all stopped and asked him what he was up to with a smile.When they heard that the birds were raised for flying, they were all dumbfounded, and then shook their heads and laughed.Those who cared said a few words to him, those who didn't care saw enough excitement, and left cheerfully.They probably all thought that this young man was unreliable at first, but now without his mother to discipline him, he has completely degenerated into mud that cannot be pasted on the wall.

The two pigeons are also very happy flying in the limited space.Er Ang has a tendency to play tricks on cats and dogs, and when he sees birds circling above his head, he sticks out his hind hooves anxiously.Song Wei simply untied it from the rein, and let it run wild in the yard.Pull up a chair by yourself, sit on the side of the horse post, raise your legs, and watch the show with Deda.Unknowingly, the couple created an atmosphere of watching the children playing around, eating melon seeds while chatting with the arrogant horse from time to time.

After half a month passed, Song Wei felt that it was almost done.One morning, he gritted his teeth and removed the net, and released the two pigeons.The bird gradually flew higher and higher, hovering over the yard for a few weeks, then suddenly turned to the north, and went straight away, leaving only two gray spots the size of a butterfly in the blink of an eye.

Song Wei ran after him without even closing the door.He ran two or three miles in one breath, and when he looked up, where was the shadow of the pigeon?Frustrated in my heart, I wiped off my sweat, stared blankly for a while, and turned around dully.Slowly stepped into the courtyard gate, and patted the two animals: "It's better to have four legs, and it's no different from a son when it's matured. The guy with wings is too heartless, and he can't be fed for so long."

Hearing the donkey hooting, I thought it was a sign of support for my own words, but then felt something was wrong, subconsciously raised my head, and saw two gray dots falling in a circle, and it soon became clear that they were the two little pigeons.This time I was overjoyed and jumped up with the donkey.

The pigeon landed on the tile eaves, full of energy, looking forward.It is obviously the most inconspicuous gray color, but it has an elegant temperament and a graceful posture. It is almost like a born nobleman, which makes the one person and one donkey underground look silly and silly.

Looking at the color of the pigeons similar to the blue tiles, deep and pure, Song Wei crossed his waist and pointed to the one on the left: "You, gray and not laji, will be called Laji from now on." Then he pointed to the one on the right, "You , the gray is not Liudiu, and it will be called Liudiu from now on."

Consciously taking revenge for being put together by the pigeons, he laughed and entered the house, brought out a plate of corn, and put it in the courtyard for others to enjoy.

Since then, being sneaked by pigeons has become a compulsory homework for the Song family with one person and two animals.

Release the pigeons early in the morning, ride a horse and lead a donkey to chase the birds.There are few people in the morning, so this running method is fine.At first in the city, then out of the city, until the northern suburbs.The flying route of pigeons is fixed, and after getting familiar with it, there is no need to chase it foolishly.Sometimes Song Wei rode his Dada to run as fast as he could, and waited at the place he had to pass. First, a pair of pigeons flew past his head, and then the little donkey caught up with his tail.Sometimes he was considerate of Angang, and walked slowly with the donkey, letting the horse gallop on its own. When he arrived at the northern suburbs, the pigeon had already returned, and the horse strolled by itself, looking very impatient.

Pigeons are very cold-resistant birds, and the winter in Xidu is not too cold. Coincidentally, there is not much rain and snow this winter, and the family spends eight days out of ten.

More often, Song Wei spreads the leather jacket on the withered grass, puts her arms on her head, let go of her thoughts, her eyes follow a pair of flying pigeons soaring freely in the sky, and her heart seems to fly to the blue sky and white clouds, full of helplessness. The ease and comfort of speaking.Since I wandered in the south for a year, and played polo for a long time after I came back, my physique is much better than before.Hanging around outside in such a big winter, I didn't catch a cold.

As the doves return, so do people and animals.Have brunch in the West Market, look at the new things on the street, go home to play with the birds, feed the horses and donkeys, and a simple and fulfilling day is over.

One day, following the pigeons home again, Song Wei inadvertently remembered what the bird shop guy said: pigeons are very loyal birds, after mating, they are monogamous and live together forever.Pigeons are also rare birds that can be herded. Once domesticated, no matter how far they fly, homing is their natural instinct.

Don't think about it, don't think about it, after thinking about it, you immediately find that Dugu Mian's gift is so insidious.