In a small village in the Qinling Mountains, there lives a kind-hearted peasant Wang. On a sunny morning, the sun was gently shining on the earth, and the old king carried the slightly old hoe that carried the traces of time, hummed a country song full of local flavor but slightly out of tune, and walked leisurely towards the vast and fertile fields in the mountains.
As he walked along the winding, overgrown path, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow writhing in the grass by the roadside. Lao Wang was startled, his pace slowed down involuntarily, and he cautiously approached to take a look. When he saw that it was a scaled and dying snake, he couldn't help but gasp.
The snake's body was covered with deep and shallow wounds, many scales fell off, and the original agile body was weak at the moment, like a candle in the wind, which could extinguish the spark of life at any time. Lao Wang stood there, and his heart instantly became entangled. It is said that the snake is a dangerous and cunning animal, what if it is bitten back when saving it? However, the snake's slightly trembling body and pleading eyes were like a small hammer, striking Lao Wang's soft and kind heart again and again.
"That's it, you can't see death without help." The king gritted his teeth and made up his mind to help the poor snake. He searched around and found some herbs that were said to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds. Lao Wang put the herbs in his mouth and chewed them, the bitter and strong taste instantly spread in his mouth, he didn't care about the discomfort in his mouth, squatted down, his movements were as gentle as caring for a baby, and gently applied the herbs to the snake's wound.
Then he tore a strip of cloth from his white-washed, patchy garment, and bandaged the snake boy with great skill and delicateness.
After doing all this, Lao Wang wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and continued to walk to the field with a hoe. The snake was in the grass, silently watching the back of Lao Wang in the distance, and his eyes seemed to be full of gratitude.
The days passed like a white horse, hurrying by, and Lao Wang had already thrown the matter of saving the snake out of the clouds. However, a series of bizarre and surprising things followed.
First of all, the old Wang's group of lively, chirping chickens. In the past, every once in a while, there would be the cunning and treacherous weasel to steal chickens, which made Lao Wang anxious and miserable. But recently, the weasel seems to have evaporated from the world, and there is no trace of it. The chickens of other people in the village are still lost, and the scenes of chickens flying and dogs jumping are repeatedly staged, but the chickens of Lao Wang's family are safe and sound, and they can happily forage in the yard every day.
Another time, Lao Wang carried two baskets full of fresh vegetables to the market to sell. The market that day was packed and noisy, and Lao Wang's vegetable stall was in an inconspicuous, remote and deserted corner, and few people cared about it. Lao Wang secretly complained in his heart, and pondered with a sad face that he was afraid that there would be a lot of leftover in these two baskets of vegetables, so he could only pick them back as they were.
Who would have thought that when it was close to noon, a well-dressed and temperamental housekeeper looked like a man, with a few strong men with quick hands and feet, and walked straight towards Lao Wang's vegetable stall. Without saying a word, he bought all Lao Wang's dishes, and the price given was extraordinarily fair, so high that the surrounding vendors widened their eyes and were envious. Lao Wang stood there, holding the thick handful of banknotes in his hand, and the whole person was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Lao Wang muttered in his heart, this is too strange, is it because he has lost his luck? But I always feel that this good luck came a little inexplicably, as if it was an illusory dream.
One day, Lao Wang worked hard in the fields all day. As the sun set, the afterglow was golden, and he dragged his exhausted, scattered body and prepared to go home. As I passed by the edge of the field, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of something shining in the grass. Lao Wang's curiosity was aroused at once, and he put down his hoe and walked cautiously and tiptoeing over.
Peeling back the thick, thorny grass, a golden, radiant watch appeared in front of him. The bracelet shimmers in the afterglow and is worth a lot of money at first glance, and it's anything but ordinary. Lao Wang was so shocked that he almost screamed, and picked up the gold watch with trembling hands, and his heart was like a lively little rabbit, "bang" and jumped straight up, as if he was about to jump out of his throat.
"Who lost this?" Lao Wang stood in place, looking left and right, looking around, hoping that the lost owner would appear quickly. But he waited for a long time at the edge of the field, until night fell, and the stars were like brilliant gems set in the black canopy, and no one came to look for them. In desperation, Lao Wang had no choice but to take the gold watch back first, thinking that if someone came to look for it, he would return it to someone immediately.
A few days later, a well-mannered city merchant in a suit and leather shoes came to the village, anxious and worried, looking around for a lost gold watch. When the king heard the news, he hurriedly took out the gold watch from the cabinet and trotted all the way to the merchant.
When the merchant saw the gold watch, he burst into tears with excitement and wept silently, and held the old king's hand tightly, insisting that he should be given a staggering reward. Lao Wang resigned vigorously, but the businessman was resolute and categorical. couldn't shirk it, so Lao Wang had no choice but to accept the money.
With this windfall, Lao Wang did not become lazy because of this. He first bought a strong, majestic buffalo so that he could better cultivate the fields. Then he asked someone to renovate his dilapidated and crumbling house to make it more comfortable. But Lao Wang still got up early every day, worked hard in the fields, and took care of the crops carefully.
The days at home, like the spring shoots after the rain, are full of vitality and prosperity, and suddenly become full of hope and vitality.