"As soon as the rain stopped, the sun appeared in the sky. After looking at the corpse, at first glance, it looked like a large string of tortured meat skewers. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or what happened. The eyes of my nine brothers were all Staring straight at Dad, my dad's heart was blunt, and his heart felt unbearable. But after thinking for a while, I felt that things had become like this, and giving up was definitely not realistic.
So this person, under certain circumstances, can do anything cruel regardless of how cruel things are. My father was like that at that time. After he rested with my second uncle for a while, my second uncle made a fire, and my father took me The corpses of nine elder brothers were placed on the stove and began to bake. After burning for three days and nights, the corpses of my nine elder brothers were left with only a dark mass.
There is something worth mentioning here. I don’t know if my dad was blinded in the rain. My dad said that when they burned the body, the eyes of my nine brothers were closed several times and opened several times. Times. Very scary!
After the corpse was burned, my father removed the stuff that was stuck to the black willow wood, wrapped it in a piece of red silk and satin, and buried it under the stone slab of our cottage.
After this incident, my dad fell into deep self-blame for a long time. It was not until July 7th of the following year that my mother gave birth to me, and my dad's condition was a little better.
On the day I was born, my second aunt was responsible for delivering the baby. The first time she saw me, she screamed in a terrifying voice, saying that I was dripping a mother, and the index finger of this baby's hand was so dark!
She was telling the truth. When I was just born, the whole index finger of my right index finger was burnt like charcoal, and even the nails were black, as if they had been roasted by a fire. This phenomenon continued until I was eight years old. It gradually became like a normal person. However, the nail of my right index finger is always black, like charcoal after a fire. In my father's words, my right index finger must have something to do with the severer.
However, this is not a weird thing, and even more weird things are yet to come. On the night I was born, my dad had a deep heart. Although he gave birth to a baby with finger problems, it was also his own blood. So I went to the kitchen and planned to invite my second aunt to have dinner.
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, I don’t know what’s going on. My father’s right index finger stabbed for a while. The pain, in my father’s words, looked like someone pierced his nails with an embroidery needle. The pain caused my father to spin around in the kitchen.
Immediately afterwards, after about two or three minutes of pain, a strange voice came from outside the room, saying that he was hungry and asked my dad to hurry up to eat. My dad endured the pain from his index finger and uncovered it. When I saw the pot, the noodles were ready, and I was ready to chop some green onions. Where did I know, when I cut it down, I didn't cut the green onions, but cut off my index finger.
At the same time, my second uncle also staged an incredible scene.
In my second uncle’s situation, some people may have heard of similar things. He played mahjong with a few people at home that night, because the cards were a bit too many. When he was excited, he slapped a palm on the table. Pat, the whole arm broke with a click.
Even if his arm was broken, he was still worried about the cards in his hand and resisted the pain on his arm. He was surprised to count the number of cards, but when everyone gave the money, he didn't know it was the ground slipping. , Still could not stand firmly, the whole person fell backwards suddenly.
My second uncle slammed on the ground with only a'bang', and the whole person collapsed on the ground like ooze, and the whole body was limp, as if there were no bones. Later, I got a doctor to check it. It is said that the bones of the whole body were comminuted fractures, and I can only lie down in this life.
When my father heard about my second uncle’s family, he immediately understood it. This may be the retribution that the finger-severing carpenter said. He found my second aunt and told her the whole story, and assured my second aunt that I My second uncle is taken care of by our family.
However, my second aunt is very temperamental. Not only has she always refused to accept my father's help, she also regarded me as a thorn in her eyes.
My second aunt thinks that my birth was the direct cause of my second uncle’s paralysis. As far as I can remember, she hasn’t given me a good face. Sometimes, taking advantage of no one’s efforts, she even pierces me with embroidery needles. It hurts me. Crying.
The most memorable time is when I was six years old, when the farming was busy, my parents went out to harvest wheat, leaving me alone at home. At that time, because my skin had not completely changed, I looked like a black man, a child in the village.
I don't want to play with me, saying that I am a monster. I often throw tiles by the pond alone.
My second aunt saw me playing by the pond. Without a word, she picked me up and threw me into the pond. Fortunately, my fate was too bad and was saved by the dad who happened to be rushed back. My dad was very angry at that time, but considered When it came to the second uncle, my father still swallowed the breath without making a sound. But thinking that if this continues, sooner or later, I will be killed by the second aunt, so he planned to send me to my grandmother's house to raise him.
Some things are strange to say. Just when my father was about to send me to my grandmother’s house, my second aunt had an accident. At that time, she was catching fish by the pond, and she fell into the pond without knowing the reason. She was drowned, and when her body was fished out, she was a full fatter.
On the night the second aunt was caught from the water, my father and second uncle had a full chat in the room all night.
When my father came out of the second uncle’s room, he pulled me to kneel next to the second aunt’s corpse and asked me to kowtow to the second aunt, and told me profoundly that since the second uncle was paralyzed, the burden of the whole family has fallen on the second. The aunt’s shoulders pressed her so hard that she could not breathe, and now there was a famine. The second uncle’s family had many children, and the second aunt’s woman was really unable to support her daughters. She could only choose to die forever to escape all of this. Leave the burden of family to my dad.
When I was young and didn't know much about life, I knew that my father kept telling me that I owed my second aunt and that I had to be filial to my second uncle in this life, and he told me that I was the hope of curing the second uncle.
After the second aunt’s death, the four daughters of the second uncle’s family were taken to our house by the father. The first few daughters in front of the second aunt’s house are already in their teens, and the youngest is about the same age as me, but don’t look at the youngest girl. The look in my eyes is a bit of resentment.
My father feels that he owes too much to the second aunt’s family, and has always been biased towards the second aunt’s daughters in life, but his attitude towards me has changed drastically. Grazing.
Time is like a pig-killing knife, one knife after another, and the knife promotes growth. In a blink of an eye, I was sixteen years old, and the nail on the index finger of my right hand was always black, and the skin of the finger began to turn black again..."
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