Apart from robbing the tomb with his father, Li Tianming has nothing to do with him. Without the protection of his father and brother, and without the skills to survive, Li Tianming has even become a problem to survive.
Now it can be said that everyone has rebelled against relatives, and no one dares to have a relationship with the executed prisoner (fugitive). Relatives dare not go, let alone neighbors. They dare not go back to their homes. They sneak around in the mountains every day, drinking some streams when they are thirsty, and finding something to eat in the land when they are hungry.
Fortunately, it is not a busy farm now, and there are not many villagers going up the mountain. Months passed like this.
One day, Li Tianming fell asleep in a haystack in a field-after the villagers had harvested the crops, some straws and other things were not convenient to transport back, so they were piled on the field and pulled back when needed.
Li Tianming dug a hole in the root of a straw stack, got in and fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up, I heard the sound of a jingle next to me and hurriedly crawled out and saw a young village woman in her 20s and 30s herding cows. It was the bell tied to the cow's neck that made the sound.
This young woman seems to be the daughter-in-law of the Laotian family in the south of the village. When she invited the daughter-in-law, Li Tianming went with her eldest brother to attend the ceremony.
Lao Tian's wife is well-proportioned, with a thin waist and big ass, and a full chest with oval face. In the eyes of rural people, this is a good helper who lives at home. Marrying Lao Tiantou to this counsel, it is not because of the blue smoke on his family’s grave or her father’s blindness. Got an eye.
Lao Tian's wife obviously recognized Li Tianming, and the two stood staring at each other for a long time.
After a while, the village woman took out a bag of things from her arms, placed it gently on the ground in front of her, turned her head and led the cow and walked slowly.
The back of the village woman disappeared behind the mountain. Li Tianming stepped forward to pick up the baggage, and found two pancakes in it. He thought it was the dry food that the village woman brought to work.
There is still residual heat in the tentacles, which seems to be carrying the body temperature of the village woman.
Li Tianming knelt on the ground and gobbled up the clear water in the ditch.
The two cakes were torn off one and a half at a time, and his neck was choked. I was about to dip the cake in the ditch and continue to eat it. I suddenly saw my reflection in the ditch, unkempt, shabby clothes, like a man and a ghost, how could he look like the delicate young boy
Holding the half of the pancake in both hands, Li Tianming came from it with sorrow, his mouth opened wide, and he cried silently.
He didn't cry when his father and brother died. He didn't cry after wandering in the mountains for dozens of days, but the pitying eyes of Lao Tian's wife made his heart very fragile in an instant.
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Li Tianming decided to go home. Although there are no relatives at home, he still feels nostalgic for home.
After entering the village, I saw the door of the house from a distance, but still concealed it.
I saw the folks, Xiaohui at the east end of the village, Shen Jun at the west end of the village, Shiluo at the south end of the village... Li Tianming walked with his head high and chest up, like his father on the execution ground, his arms swayed slightly, and he walked. Stride Meteor.
When passers-by met him, they all cast strange eyes, Li Tianming looked directly at him, turning a blind eye.
Li Tianming could feel that after he passed, he was whispering and whispering behind his back.
When I returned home, everything was the same. The pot was still on the ground, but it was shit by someone else's chicken, duck and dog.
There are still big pits and small holes in the house. The stove and the kang are covered with dust, and the touch of the hand is a big finger.
It seems that no one has been here for a long time.
Li Tianming took a bath, changed into relatively clean clothes, lay on the kang, and waited for someone to catch him.
I waited until the evening, and I grumbled with hunger, and no one came to catch him.
The rice sprinkled on the ground was pecked by ducks and chicken scooped everywhere. Li Tianming swept a small pile with a broom, washed away the mud and sand, put it in a pot and boiled it half-cooked, with soup and rice swallowed. Going down, the belly stretched round.
After eating, I lay on the kang and continued to wait for someone to catch... Until the next morning, no one came.
The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... One week later, no one came to arrest him.
It seems that the world has forgotten him.
The movement is over, and the mountain village is calm again. No one cares if he is a deserter from the Tomb Raider family.
The parade's were released back, and even the few people who went out to avoid the limelight in the neighboring village came back. The life of the villagers has been restored to its original appearance, but there are few vivid figures in the Li family.
Li Tianming suddenly realized that perhaps, no one cares about him at all, his life is just like a bug to others.
You can smash your feet when you leave your feet, and you can release them when you lift your feet.
The rice noodles at home have been eaten, and I will starve to death if I don't go out. Li Tianming scanned the messy house, and there was nothing of value. Even if there is some loose money and change, it has long been taken away.
Li Tianming touched the longevity lock he was wearing on his neck. This longevity lock was given to him by his grandmother when he was a child. He was frail and sick since he was a child. Grandma asked someone to make this silver lock with "Longevity Hundred Years Old" written on it. , Hang him around his neck.
Originally, the long-life lock should be removed when he was 12 years old, but just after it was removed the next month, he got a serious illness and almost died.
After his father put the longevity lock on him again, he was miraculously healed. Since then, he has been carrying it, and he has not suffered any serious illness, but his physique has been very weak.
My father asked a few brothers to practice martial arts. Because of his poor physique, he couldn't practice hard martial arts, so he could only learn some qigong like breath and breath.
It seems that you can only exchange your own money for food. After all, gold and silver cannot be eaten as food.
When they walked to the street, the villagers looked at him with nothing in their eyes. It's just that occasionally when I'm close, I avoid it, as if I'm afraid of being hit by the air.
Li Tianming felt funny, they were afraid of me, they were afraid of me, because my family died, because my family was executed four people, so they were afraid of me! Hahaha, hahaha, Li Tianming couldn't help roaring and laughing in his heart.
On the face of it, he is still a thin boy with a blank face and a cold face.
Li Tianming worried that the longevity lock could not be exchanged for money. Fortunately, the long-bearded aunt of the supply and marketing agency also knew the goods and exchanged two small bags of rice noodles for him at an extremely low price.
Li Tianming didn't argue with her or quarrel with her. He picked up his things and left.
After returning from the supply and marketing agency, Li Tianming's heart became clear. The crackdown passed. I am safe. No one troubles me...
While thinking, while walking, tears streaming down my eyes.
Suddenly there is an unprecedented desire for life in my heart. I want to live, I want to live well!
Back at home, looking around the empty space, my heart is extremely desolate. The lively scene of the past seems to be still there. The second and third elder brothers are fighting, the elder brother frowns and is thinking about something next to him, while the father sits beside him, watching the second and third elder brothers compare their strength.
When I closed my eyes, the room full of anger suddenly disappeared. There were only four straight corpses in my mind. The mouth, nose and eyes were gone, and there was only a big hole in his head.
After staying in the village for another half month, Li Tianming felt that he could not stay any longer.
The people in the village saw that they were all like the gods of avoiding plague, no one talked to him, and no one came to watch him. He lived as if in the tomb of the living dead all day.
All the noise in the place he passed by immediately stopped, and as soon as he left the human voice, it reverberated behind his back, as if he had an automatic switch installed on his body.
The food in exchange is almost exhausted, how to maintain a livelihood next
Li Zhenbei taught a few children to robber tombs since childhood, and never taught them how to hold a hoe. Although there are a few pieces of land at home, they have been given to other people’s families to grow them. During the New Year, they will give some food as "rent". No, naturally no one would offer him food anymore.
Decided! I want to leave here!
Li Tianming moved all the urns, pots and pans, coffee tables, tables, chairs, and cabinets at home, anyway, into the yard.
All that can be sold are sold!
A notice was posted at the door. On the day of the sale, it seemed that everyone in the village had arrived-the fourth child of the Li family wanted to sell the property. Maybe there was something good from the ancestors! Maybe you can make a big deal.
It turned out to be disappointed. Cheap is cheap, but things are not good things, just like ordinary people's homes.
Li Zhenbei has accumulated this tatters after decades of operation? What kind of tomb robber you are... Isn't it a waste of four lives to get in
Li Tianming folded his hands on his chest, leaning on the door frame to watch these people's eyes gleaming everywhere, and a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Although there were really no good things, things were really things. After some bargaining, all the things were removed by the villagers-basically half-sold and half-delivered. Li Tianming didn't bargain as much as he wanted.
It's so generous, and even those who care about it faintly feel that it's a bit embarrassing to take advantage of it.
This child is probably demented.
In less than half a day, the huge rooms were completely empty, and only the bare Tukang was left. Even the mats were swept away by the old man Liu from the head of the village.
The two iron pots were also picked up, and the person who bought the pot knocked on the bottom of the pot "without worry". What if it was made of gold
Li Tianming had an extra handful of change and gross bills in his hand, looking at the empty room in a daze.
Originally, he wanted to see the plump, light figure in the crowd, but until the things were sold out, the figure did not appear.
Li Tianming walked through each room step by step, stepping on every place with his footprints.
After leaving the hospital door, he took a last look at the house. Li Tianming locked the door and left without looking back.
The villagers were still expressionless when they saw themselves, and there was still a whisper behind them. None of this was important anymore, I didn't care.
Putting aside all fetters, Li Tianming went on the road without hesitation.
When I walked to the head of the village, I saw the plump, pretty figure head-on.
The Tian's wife was carrying a basket of grain. When the two of them passed by, they stopped by coincidence.
The village woman wiped the sweat from her forehead with her right hand, pinned her sweat-drenched hair behind her ears, and looked at him quietly.
The straps of the back basket bulged her chest.
Li Tianming looked at her silently, put his right hand on his chest, patted hard, and gently nodded towards her, turned around, and left.