Going in in the dark, I can feel the cobwebs on my face and the musty smell filling the tip of my nose.
What the hell is this place!
When I entered the back room, Brother Dao lit the candle, and I saw clearly that this was a waste house that had not been taken care of for a long time.
"Mother Song!" Brother Dao called softly.
Does anyone still live there? This kind of place is afraid that even ghosts will not settle down! However, what surprised me was that on a square bed in the corner, a bunch of black things moved, and there was a muddy moan!
Brother Knife pushed aside the pile of things and helped out a skinny old man from it. She was so thin that she leaned against Brother Knife's arms like a skeleton.
Gently shaking the person in his arms, Brother Dao moved slowly, and seeing the rare tenderness, Granny Song gradually woke up.
"You're not the first child! Where is my first child?" When she woke up, Granny Song kept beating Brother Dao with strength from nowhere.
"My first son is Granny Song's son. Granny Song was a widow when she was a widow. She worked hard to raise her son by herself. Unfortunately, the famine caused her mother and son to be separated. whispered in my ear.
"My first son is full of poetry and books, so he won't be sloppy like you!" Granny Song pushed Brother Dao away.
The knife brother looked at us embarrassedly. Shouchai also told me that Granny Song was confused and always thought that Xianer should be a gentle and gentle reading man. She was so young and still holding her breath just to see Xianer again, but she searched all over Fenghuang Village and even the entire Fenghuang County. The first son in mind
Granny Song was frantically scrambling Brother Dao, when she suddenly stopped and stared at me, and I couldn't help but feel shivering.
"Sir! My son!" She let out a choking cry of grief, and opened her hands to me.
I was shocked, and Shou Chai also hid behind me in fear.
"Little white face! You finally have some reading skills!"
Brother Dao's remarks cleared my doubts, Granny Song regarded me as her son's first son.
Granny Song's turbid old eyes were glistening with tears, and her hands were trembling in half-raised hands. Granny Song leaned against my arms, as light as a newborn baby. She raised her dead wood-like fingers to caress my face. hug her.
"Xianer! You won't call me mother?" Granny Song looked at me miserably, like a gossamer.
I looked at Brother Dao, and he was looking at me expectantly.
"Hey!" Shou Chai urged anxiously.
I'm really not mentally prepared to call a stranger's mother for no reason, but this old man who is approaching twilight is really too pitiful to let her have regrets on her deathbed.
After a little hesitation, I gritted my teeth and called out "Mother" in a low voice!
"Hey! My—child!"
Granny Song rolled down two lines of turbid tears excitedly, a warm smile bloomed on her sunken cheeks, and gradually closed her eyes.
Brother Dao and Shou Chai dug a pit in the backyard, and used a broken mat to roll up Granny Song's body and bury it.
"Do you just handle Granny Song's funeral like this?" I stood aside, wondering. Do robbers be so disrespectful to the dead
"Could it be that I have to go over the top seven, and then wait for the dog officials to catch it!" Brother Dao shoveled the last shovel of soil and spat fiercely.
I know he must be angry again. Thinking about it carefully, in the final analysis, the death of Granny Song was related to the unhappy life of corrupt officials and the people, and it is not to blame Brother Dao. It is not easy for him to take care of the people on this side, and there is no time to take care of the funeral for a lonely old man.
After thinking about it, Brother Dao chopped another piece of wood and inserted it in front of the grave.
"Is there a pen and ink?" I searched everywhere, and it was too easy to make a tablet with wood chips, and I couldn't even have an inscription on the tablet.
"No!" Brother Dao understood my intention and stopped me, "Use this! Granny Song won't mind!"
He stretched out his arm and slashed the blade with the blade, and the dark red bloodstains flowed down.
I was stunned, he actually wanted to use blood instead!
"Hurry up! I don't have that much blood to shed!" Brother Dao impatiently grabbed my finger and dipped it in the blood.
I no longer hesitated, and quickly wrote "The Tomb of the First Concubine Song" on the wood chip.
Brother Dao casually tugged at the corner of his shirt and wrapped the wound, and urged Shouchai and me to return to Fenghuang Village.
When I returned to Fenghuang Village, I felt a little bored. I climbed a low slope along the path and sat on the edge of the cliff to blow the cold wind.
In the prosperous age of the capital Xi Kingdom, I only saw the prosperity of singing and dancing in Nanhuai City, but I did not see such a poor place in the world.
Fenghuang County has a beautiful name and even more beautiful mountains and rivers. If the road was not desolate and desolate due to hunger and poverty, I can imagine the beautiful scenery with abundant food and grass in the past. Water is hot, and all of this is caused by the word "greed".
If you kill a Phoenix County magistrate, how many inexhaustible Phoenix County magistrates are there in the world! Brother Dao can do more than that, but what about me? As the saying goes, the upper and lower levels are effective. Only when the upper beams of Nanhuai are not upright, can the lower layers be so rampant, and it has become more urgent than ever to punish the greed at the source. I suddenly realized that what I was doing was not my momentary impulse of righteous indignation, but a responsibility. Regardless of whether I was a citizen of the Xi Kingdom or not, I was obliged to do what a scholar should do.
As for Brother Dao, he is no longer just a sloppy robber boss in my eyes. Maybe his approach is a bit extreme, but he is worthy of being a bloody and responsible man! I admire him.
"Little white face! Isn't it tiring to go out for a walk all night?" At some point, Brother Dao came to me.
He stepped on a few wormwood plants and sat down with one buttocks down, one leg drooping, full of ruffian appearance.
"My name is Jun Shuxing." To him calling me "Little White Face", I didn't get angry anymore and introduced myself in a friendly way.
"Uh... Oh, Jun... Young Master?" Brother Dao obviously didn't expect me to be so polite, and he didn't know what to call me for a while.
"Brother Dao, why do you want to be a robber?" I sat side by side with him, watching the stars twinkle in the distance.
"I'm not a robber, this group of people starved to death-"
Brother Dao suddenly stopped, and I couldn't help but cover my mouth and snicker.
"Brother Dao, you don't have to hide it from me. The people who take care of this stockade and the nearby villagers will all see it!" I said in one sentence.
"His grandma's!" Brother Dao was actually a little shy, so he was overwhelmed and had to curse.
"But can you tell me why or who asked you to arrest me?" I said bluntly.
"You... you know?" Brother Dao was taken aback when he heard my question.
I pursed my lips and smiled without saying a word.
"This is a bit difficult to handle!" Brother Dao scratched his head in embarrassment. Seeing that I was disappointed, he hurriedly said, "I will ask for you!"
"Thank you Brother Dao!" I turned my head, smiled sincerely, and said, "Brother Dao, you are a man, I admire you very much!"
"Ah? Haha! Your kid is not bad too! Haha!" Brother Dao couldn't help grinning.
"I have a big gift for you!" I smiled mysteriously.
"What? A gift for Lao Tzu?"
"We will see you tomorrow naturally!"