Text Lanting Picture: From the Internet My hometown is a small village in the Dabie Mountains. The streams are gurgling, the mountains and wild flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is pleasant. There is a very special woman in the village - Wang Po. She is not old, she is only i

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My hometown is a small village in , Dabie Mountains. The stream is gurgling, the mountains and wild flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is pleasant. There is a very special woman in the village - Wang Po. She is not old, she is only in her forties, but her seniority is relatively high. In our place, grandma is called "Po". She is of the same generation as grandma. Her maiden name is Wang, so everyone calls her Wang Po.

In that era, supplies were relatively scarce. Villagers were willing to buy meat only during festivals and holidays. They had to sell eggs for money, so chickens were the treasures of farmers at that time.

Wang Po’s life is enjoyable. In addition to selling eggs, she will also leave some for her family to eat. She has to buy pork in the town for a while. With ordinary ingredients, she can make 180 kinds of tricks. has both color, fragrance and taste, which is mouth-watering.

She doesn't like other women, she loves to be together, and she knits sweaters and makes shoes at home when she has time. The house was clean and clean, the dining table was covered with light red plastic plaids, and an empty wine bottle was inserted into a handful of wild flowers picked on the fields. The farmhouse was cleaned up by her hands, and it was particularly unique.

Wang Po is also a recognized virtuous person in the village. He can cook, settle accounts, and be kind. Everyone in the village likes to ask her for help during weddings and weddings. She never quarrels with life. She was just such a woman, but at that time she did something that made the big men in the village look at with admiration.

I remember that winter was particularly cold, and the wind blew like a knife. There was always power outage in the village. As soon as the night came, chickens and ducks returned to the cage, cattle and sheep entered the pen. The villagers all finished their night dinner early and got into the warm bed.

In the early morning of the next day, Aunt Kuaizui at the east end of the village got up from the bed, pulled her shoes and her hair and went to feed the chickens, but was surprised to find that the chickens and ducks were gone, and there was only a piece of chickens and ducks left on the ground.

As soon as my aunt shouted, four or five households in the east end of the village found that their chickens and ducks were gone, and several chickens and ducks in the west end of the village were there.

The villagers gathered under the big maple tree at the entrance of the village and were talking. Some people said that the chickens and ducks at the east end of the village were stolen, and the ones at the west end could not be kept, and the thief would definitely come again; some people said that the dogs in the village had never barked and must have used dog pills.

Some people also said that they heard that a certain girl's mother's village was also stolen. They were done by a bunch of second-rate men, and they were carrying a knife. Some people got up in the middle of the night and were stabbed, which was so scary. Some people ran to the police station in the town to report the case. The comrades from the police station in the town took a look, asked about the situation and left.

The village was panicked. On the third day, the comrades from the police station came to ask each family to collect the lost chickens and ducks, saying that they had found it. Everyone happily went straight to the police station in the town, and found that Wang Po, her husband and son were all in the police station. The director said that the chickens and ducks can be found thanks to Wang Xiuhua from your village, which is the name of Wang Po.

It turned out that the chicken thief stole the chickens from several families in the east end of the village and wanted to secretly catch the early bus to the provincial capital to sell them at the town bus station. Unexpectedly, Wang Po and his family were caught by Wang Po’s family of three at the station before dawn. The two of them took advantage of the dawn to see clearly, left their things and ran away.

Everyone was surprised. More than one hundred chickens were caught and didn't even scream? How did Wang Po know that the thief would take a ride here early in the morning?

Wang Po smiled and said, "I don't even know this after raising chickens for many years? The chicken was sleeping in a daze in the middle of the night. He held the chicken's belly with one hand and hugged the chicken's back with the other. The chicken was so obedient that he would not say a word.

It is impossible to sell so many chickens nearby. I must have been rushing to sell them to the provincial restaurants in the past two days. I was guilty and afraid that people would find out. I would definitely get up and take the morning bus in the dark."

Wang Po's son frowns and continued, "My father and I have been waiting at the station these two days after listening to my mother's instructions. It was early this morning, before dawn, I saw these two guys carrying a large basket, and there was a "rattle" inside. Isn't this the sound of my mallard? Hey, I can't make it wrong! "

People in the village praised Wang Po for his predictions and said that the thief dare not come again, right? Wang Po smiled slightly: "The thief is bold, the thief is bold, and he is not empty-handed, but I have to find a way to catch these two thieves. "

Three days have passed, and it is peaceful. On the fourth night, the moon was dark and windy. In the middle of the night, the quiet mountain village called out a "bang", and then there was a scream of "Catch the thief, someone steals the chicken...", "Oh..." It seemed that someone had fallen, and the whole village suddenly shouted and barked the dogs. People got up from the hot quilt, used flashlights, picked up sticks, carried hoes and ran towards the place where the incident occurred...

"Hurry, the thief is on the other side of the pond...", "Don't let him run..." After some siege and blocked the two chicken thieves by the pond. The two guys faced the approaching crowd, panicked and looked around in a hurry, and turned around and jumped "plopped" After entering the pond, the villagers were stunned. Someone threw stones into the pond and wanted to force them to turn around, but the two thieves were trembling in the water and couldn't come up.

"Hurry, go back and get your net." Wang Po gave the order. Her tall and strong son immediately ran home to carry the fish net. This net was a net that caught fish in the pond. The area was not large, but there were two long bamboo poles tied to both sides, which were usually used to catch small fish and shrimps. Several young men took them away and threw them forward with force. The two thieves who were almost frozen were dragged to the shore like dead fish.

Someone wanted to go up and kicked them, but Wang Po stopped him: "Don't break it, you have to bear legal responsibility. Go and carry two bundles of straw and burn a fire. You, go and call the police station people. "Wang Po's man went to the town and called the comrades from the police station to come and took away the two trembling chicken thieves.

Later, the village people found that there were several baskets of chickens behind the straw pile at the rice farm at the entrance of the village. The stolen house did not notice it, but Wang Po was prepared for it. Before she went to bed, she hung a Tonggong on the door bolt of the yard gate. When she stole it to Wang Po's house, the thief gently rolled the door bolt with a knife, and the gong immediately fell to the ground and made a "bang" sound.

The crisp sound of the Tonggong was particularly loud in the quiet night of the mountain village, which scared the thief. When she ran away, she picked up a piece of wood outside the yard and supported it on the door. When his son got up and opened the yard to chase him out, he was almost hit by the falling wood, thanks to Wang Po's quick eyes and hands.

While everyone scolded the thief, they all admired Wang Po's wit and intelligence. Since then, no thief dared to come in our village.

Days are like clouds. Many years have passed, and the lilac on the mountain has been blooming one after another. The witty Wang Po also became the deaf and dazzled Grandma Wang. But that year, the story of catching thieves together will still be passed down by the left-behind villagers for generations and talked about it with relish.