When old man Chen fell to the ground, Zhou Shi was splattered with blood. She cried and bowed, wiping the wet sticky face on her face with trembling fingertips, shouting, "It has nothing to do with me! It has nothing to do with me... You don't want to kill me!"
Zhou Shi was terrified, and crawled towards Cao Yu with his hands and feet on the ground.
"I'm her auntie, auntie!" Zhou Shi desperately pressed Cao Yu into her arms, "We depend on each other! Usually it's him... It's all him!" She pointed at Chen Ren in a voiceless voice, "It's all him Beat and scold the messenger! He still wants to attack Cao Yu, Cao Yu, Cao Yu is so small, I can't do it... I can't do it! Don't kill me!"
Donglin's mouth was stained with blood, he changed his pocket knife and wiped the blood off his robe. He looked at Zhou Shi, like the kind of eyes he met everywhere on the street. After he wiped his hands clean, he made a move to Zhou Shi.
Zhou Shi's cold hair stood upright, she pressed the grass tightly and refused to approach. Cao Yu struggled in her arms, and the little girl cried hoarsely, shouting "Uncle Dong". Zhou Shi was in a state of panic, as if holding a life-saving straw, strangling the grass and raining out of breath.
"I love her as a mother and daughter!" Zhou shi cried out, "You spare me... You can't kill me! If you kill me, what will happen to the child? Cao Yu will be afraid, so you You spare me!" She turned Cao Yu's head while crying and pushed it towards Donglin. Urgingly said, "You, you tell him, say aunt treats you well! Cao Yu, ah, Cao Yu, you say... you say!"
Cao Yu shook her head in resistance, Zhou shi pinched her arm, and wailed, "Say... you say it, you say it!"
Dong Lin took a step forward, Zhou Shi was like a frightened bird, leaning against the wall with nowhere to escape, so he dragged Cao Yu in front of him to block it. The woman was holding the grass and rain, her unkempt hair and her eyes were red, and she still said: "Hero... Give me a break! I have never shorted her on food and clothing! I treat her well, I treat her well!"
But even though she tried her best and cried, she never moved Donglin. Dong Lin didn't even say a word, his figure blocked the dim light and suppressed Zhou's last hope. Zhou Shi was on the verge of going crazy, and she suddenly tightened Cao Yu's neck.
"You spare me, spare me! Otherwise I will strangle her! Everyone is dead! If I can't live, she doesn't want to live!"
Cao Yu cried out in fright, pushed and shoved Zhou Shi, was strangled and suffocated, and could only beat Zhou Shi's chest hard, shouting: "Uncle Dong save me!"
Dong Lin violently kicked Zhou Shi, Zhou Shi screamed. Dong Lin picked up Cao Yu, and the small scissors in her palm fell to the ground. She hugged Dong Lin's neck and burst into tears: "Uncle Dong... Uncle Dong..."
Zhou Shi slid down and lay down, blood dripping from her chest, soaking the front of her clothes. Before she died, there was a "grunt" sound in her throat, clutching her chest in disbelief.
Qian Weishi slipped and fell to the threshold. He had no gods and no masters, and was incited by the redness of this place into two wars: "Kill... kill..."
Chen Ren crawled with his arms and shouted: "Help... Master, help! The two of them, the two of them killed..." He grabbed Qian Weishi's leg and pleaded with tears: "Master, Master, save me!"
Qian Weishi shook his body and squeezed back, while Chen Ren tugged at his legs. Qian Weishi fumbled around the ground, picked up the broken bowl and smashed it down on Chen Ren's facade.
"Go to hell..." Qian Weishi said, "Beast!"
Chen Ren collapsed to the ground, not knowing whether to live or die. Qian Weishi threw away the broken bowl in a panic, and got up after a few bumps. He moved towards the winter forest in fear, and was about to fall again as he stepped on the pool of blood. He was so frightened that he almost lost his mind, but he still raised his arm tentatively.
"Grass rain..." Qian Weishi burst into tears, "Grass rain..."
Cao Yu looked up at him, crying out of breath. Qian Weishi covered her eyes and said to Donglin, "You...you run away..."
Dong Lin said, "If you will examine the body, if the wounds are different, the government office will notice that something is wrong. If I run away, Gu Shen will not believe that you did it."
"Then what should I do!" Qian Weishi exclaimed in shock. He looked at Mrs. Zhou, and when he saw that she was dying, he couldn't help but say, "How should they take the grass and rain? I told them that Chen Ren..."
Donglin turned his head and interrupted him: "Who are you this girl?"
Qian Weishi shrank and said, "I... I am... "
He uttered a word with more embarrassment, and after hearing it, Dong Lin looked at him fixedly, his arms loosened. Cao Yu dragged Dong Lin's hand and was embraced by Qian Weishi. She was blindfolded, so she could only hold Dong Lin's hand, and asked over and over again, "Uncle Dong... Isn't Uncle Dong with me... I want to be with Uncle Dong!"
Dong Lin raised his hand and rubbed her hair, just for a moment. He turned his head and said, "Take her first to the Tongming Money Shop on Wuliu Street, Dongshi, and I'll be there later."
Qian Weishi said, "What is the chivalrous person going to do?"
"Knight." Donglin read these two words silently, and said, "It's all about the aftermath, you all go. Besides."
He turned the knife and started, leaving Qian Weishi a back.
"I'm not a knight, I'm an outlaw."
A Hong was awakened by the old widow's muttering thoughts. He rubbed his eyes and got up, muttering to the old widow, "I want to pee."
The old widow put her arms around him and whispered, "Good grandson, no, let's wait..."
"I want to pee!" Ah Hong kicked his legs, pushed the old widow away, slid off the bed, and ran out the door with his pants up.
The old widow chased after her with a cane in her clothes and said, "Honger slow down! Come back soon after urinating, it's cold outside! Don't look next door, ah, his house is not a good thing. Go to pick up vegetables with your grandmother tomorrow, don't Playing with that little prostitute, it's filthy to death."
Ah Hong took off his trousers in a daze, facing the corner, listening to his grandmother's clichés.
"The son of a bitch gives birth to a son of a bitch, baby Jinsun, but you can't touch her! You're sick. The little girl has a lot of heart, and she coaxes Master Qian into three ways all day long, and gives everything to her. Don't you have a few candies? Give them all! Look at that Chen Ren, it's not a good thing, it's all pickled goods, even my own niece touches it! Bah! Honger, Honger, you can't learn to undress like them , very dirty! It's so cheap!"
Ah Hong yawned and pulled up his pants. He looked down at the gurgling blood under the wall. Hot, sticky blood ran over the soles of his shoes, merging with the yellow stains he left behind. He stepped on the stones, climbed up the wall, and looked over.
The light in Chen's inner room was still lit, and the dim light was cast in the courtyard. Uncle Chen was gagged and dragged out of the inner room with his eyes wide open. He wasn't dead yet, and his chest heaved violently.
A man turned his back and picked up the bar.
"I talked to you." Dong Lin squatted down and straightened Chen Ren's face, "What did I talk to you?"
With the cloth in his mouth, Chen Ren shook his head frantically.
"You remember." Donglin looked down at him and whispered, "I'll let you remember."
Chen Ren said, "Mmmm," and stared at Donglin in despair.
Dong Lin sighed warmly into his palm, and said, "Your house is out of gas, so I told you to escape. But I'm worried that you won't remember the pain on Huangquan Road, so I still have to warn you."
Chen Ren saw that the wooden stick was raised high and fell from the top, getting closer and closer. He moved vigorously, screaming indistinctly from his mouth. The sound of the beating made Ah Hong's nose sour, he covered his face in fear, and at the last moment he fell off the stone, when he saw the man turn his head, he burst into tears with piercing eyes like a ghost.
The old widow hurried to find him, and he threw himself into his grandmother's arms, trembling with fear, and the old widow's upside-down repeating remarks were still in his ears.
"Master Qian doesn't look down on our orphans and widows... Don't look for him in the future! Tell him to continue to be with that little prostitute... They are dirty... Maybe they are secretly hugging each other somewhere! Hong'er... Hong'er remembers No? Good grandson, don't talk to Master Qian again..."
Ah Hong nodded carelessly and continued, "Master Qian... Master Qian..."
It was not until late at night that Dong Lin washed his hands. He carefully folded his belt and entered the door. Qian Weishi was the first to wake up, and Chen Caoyu fell asleep in his arms with swollen eyes.
Dong Lin landed on one knee and looked at the little girl for a while. Qian Weishi motioned to give him a hug, but he shook his head and refused.
"I..." Donglin said, "my hands are dirty."
He stared at it for a long time, then suddenly leaned down and touched Cao Yu's forehead with his forehead.
Cao Yu was half awake and said, "Uncle Dong..."
"That's it." Dong Lin said, "Uncle actually doesn't know how to fly. I lied to you like this, I shouldn't lie to you."
Cao Yu's eyes were close at hand, and the little girl's eyes were clear and bright, allowing Dong Lin to take off his filth to the fullest.
"Have you found her?" Cao Yu asked with concern.
Donglin said, "I found it. I want to go somewhere else with her, and I won't be able to see you from now on."
Tears slowly gathered in Cao Yu's eyes, and she wiped: "Uncle Dong, can't you take me this time?"
"She won't be happy," Donglin said. "She and her mother have been waiting for me for many years."
Cao Yu said, "Then I won't go with you, I'll just see you, won't it work?"
"Zhongdu is so wide." Donglin said, "You will definitely not be able to find me, so why waste your efforts. Now that the bad guys have been eliminated, you just have to live happily and then repay my kindness and take yours out of the water. You don't need to remember that one."
"Are you going to leave me?"
"...I will never leave you." Donglin rolled his Adam's apple and said with difficulty, "Don't cry..."
He looked at Cao Yu's sobbing face, but the rain in the late autumn sounded in his ears.
"My nan-nan boarded the carriage to the north through this. Where is she? You tell me, and I will find it myself."
"Donglin. There's no need to go."
"Why don't you go!"
"...Donglin." The old friend avoided his eyes. "When there was heavy snow on the way, all the girls in that car... all froze to death."
Frozen to death.
Dong Lin couldn't help but lowered his head, trembling tears rolled down his cheeks. He opened his mouth several times, but stopped abruptly. He just raised his head dejectedly and smiled hard at Cao Yu.
"How could I leave you." Donglin said in a hoarse voice, "But I've stayed for too long, I haven't seen the sun for a long time in the winter night, and leaving is a temptation for me. Uncle thinks..." He looked at Shang Caoyu's tears , suddenly lost his voice, but still insisted on saying completely, "...I want to be liberated."
Cao Yu reached out and touched Dong Lin's cheek, she said, "Am I..." She choked, "It makes Uncle sad."
Donglin pressed her small palm gently and said, "You made me live a braver life than in the past few decades."
Cao Yu whispered: "But I don't want to be separated from Uncle."
"Our paths are not the same," Donglin said. "You go forward, and we will leave here."
Cao Yu was rarely stubborn, she pressed against Dong Lin's cheek, shook her head desperately, and cried, "I don't want to be separated from Uncle."
Dong Lin got up and stepped back, Cao Yu struggled, she wanted to get out of Qian Weishi's arms, but Qian Weishi hugged her tightly. She looked at Dong Lin and turned to leave, she couldn't stop choking and shouting, "Uncle Dong... Uncle Dong!"
She seemed to want to drain away the tears of the past and the future, even biting her lips and holding her arm in the name of money. Cao Yu was heartbroken, burying her head and biting Qian Weishi's arm, whimpering in anger. Qian Weishi hugged her tightly, and Cao Yu could only see Dong Lin open the door and look back at her sideways.
"Uncle is gone."
Cao Yu felt that the door didn't seem to be blocking the planks, but that it was blocking the moat. Even though she was crying and beating, Donglin would only stare at her from such a distance. He left her somewhere out of reach, like a place where a daughter he could never catch up with survived.
Cao Yu's eyes were hazy with tears. Seeing him for the last time, the figure gradually disappeared with the lacquer night. Then the eaves are refracted, revealing the light of the new morning.
Winter is gone.