"Good, good, good, five hundred is five hundred!"

Don't dare to really cause public anger, just this one, it's good to be able to get 500 yuan. If he doesn't know how to be interesting, according to the current scene, even if He Yilong doesn't give it to a big man, he has to admit it, otherwise he won't stay in the village.

The leper dog took the money and left, Jiang Jieming was very grateful to He Yilong, He Yilong asked him to hurry up and load the goods, and he walked to the commissary by himself.

Yan Zishi's mobile phone rang when he was eating at school, and it was a little strange to hear that it was He Yilong's phone.

In the past two days, he has been full of curiosity about his classmate, and he has asked his uncle and cousin, after all, he is still the thread. Hearing the goods sent by He Yilong in the past two days, he was envious.

It turned out that he still wanted to call He Yilong to inquire about the situation, but he never thought that He Yilong would contact him first.

He asked Yan Zishi for help, but the content of the help made Yan Zishi strange, after listening to He Yilong's explanation, Yan Zishi put down the bowl and hurriedly left the cafeteria, looking for Luo Kunlun at the horizontal bar on the playground.

"You mean Yilong called you and asked me to help him pack up his books and bring them to him when he goes back?"

"Yes, this is his original words, what is He Yilong doing. I heard that he is very busy at home now, and he is still thinking about studying?"

"Okay, I got it!"

After getting the news from Yan Zishi, Luo Kunlun was silent for a while, his face was a little hesitant and a little worried, his hands trembled slightly, he wanted to smoke a cigarette out of his trouser pocket, and he thought that he was still in school here, so he put it down.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he shook his fist, looked around, ran to the carport, pushed his broken bicycle, and strode on the bike to ride outside the school.

Night fell, and it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

The sultry air floated slightly, and the wind that came out of nowhere blew across the earth, making people feel less hot. After a while, however, the wind grew stronger, and there was a faint dull sound of thunder.

In the reeds by the weir river, Liu Banxian, who had been squaat for a long time, wiped his buttocks and was about to get up, cursing silently in his heart.

"Damn, those guys in the Xu family are really not things, the method that Lao Tzu just came up with yesterday, they used it today, and they didn't let Lao Tzu collect it anywhere. Eat alone, curse you to have no son in the future!"

Yes, the unlucky Liu Banxian went to Xujia Village again today, but he didn't gain anything today, and he was scolded.

This old guy collected the bean worm for 3 yuan per catty yesterday, and today the married daughter of the Xu family came over and collected 4 yuan per catty and 5 yuan per catty. This is how much money was made by Liu Banxian's grave digging guy! I know that he is not a good thing, and I am grateful to him for losing money yesterday.

Liu Banxian scolded and got up, and suddenly heard someone talking not far away.

He stopped his movements, carefully lowered his body and looked forward, but only saw two figures standing not far away, it was too dark to recognize, what were they talking about, Liu Banxian's neck was stretched forward, and the elder wanted to eavesdrop.

But at this time, the wind was already very strong, and the reeds in the reeds were rustling by the wind, and Liu Banxian was still some distance away from the two of them, and he didn't even hear who was speaking. I just vaguely heard some words coming along the wind: "Still drinking, waiting, not at night"

After a while, the two of them left, Liu Banxian didn't hear anything interesting, sighed and hung his head and went home.

The wind was raging, and the torrential rain finally fell from the sky.

Between the embankment of the Muddy River and the fields below is a one-man high canal, which was dug for irrigation convenience. And every other section of the canal there is a paved road, which is filled in by each house to make it easier to come down from the embankment. But in order to cross the water, a cement pipe is buried under each path as a culvert.

The culverts are nearly a meter high, and in one of the more than a meter-high cement pipe, a man sits quietly, his eyes fixed on the road leading to the village.

The rain crashed against the pavement and splashed muddy water on his face, as if he didn't notice it.

This is Luo Kunlun who ran back from school, no one would have thought that he, who should be studying at night at this moment, would appear in this gloomy culvert.

There is no water in the canal, and there are a lot of weeds, so there are many mosquitoes.

Luo Kunlun felt that his legs were numb from mosquito bites, but he didn't move, at this time his mood was not as calm as it looked like on the outside, and he wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down, but he didn't move, just stared at the intersection with burning eyes, but he thought of his sister in his mind.

Luo Kunlun's parents came to Yuanhe Village at about the same time as He Laoshui, but he turned out to be a teacher, and he couldn't do hard work, and he lived in the village for a few years and became ill. Later, Luo Kunlun's father fell ill and died, and his mother fell ill when she gave birth to Luo Kunlun, and her body was already weak, and she also died of depression shortly after Luo Kunlun's father died, leaving behind a son and a daughter.

At that time, Luo Kunlun was still young, and his sister who was five years older than him brought him up.

His sister was a well-known good girl in the village, beautiful and hardworking, and there was no earning livelihood in the village, so she got a job in a restaurant in the town, and rode her bicycle back to the village every night until eight or nine o'clock.

There are many young men in the village and town who have taken a fancy to her, and some of them have very good family conditions, but she is worried about her younger brother and has not agreed.

On the evening after getting his results after Luo Kunlun's high school entrance examination, he waited for his sister to come home and share the joy - her sister had always hoped that he could go to college and become a productive person.

But Luo Kunlun didn't wait for his sister, so he had to go out and plan to find her. When he was at the entrance of the village, he met his sister, who was not riding, her clothes were a little messy, her gait was staggering, and she spoke with a nasal voice that had cried.

took Luo Kunlun home, and went back to his room without saying anything.

Later, Luo Kunlun noticed that the people in the village looked at him differently and pointed at him, but when he got closer, the people dispersed.

And my sister is different, she doesn't have the smile she used to have, she always has a very heavy mind, and the whole person is in a trance and haggard. Luo Kunlun was worried, but he didn't know what to do, and no one could tell him what was going on.

Until one night at dinner, my sister suddenly retched, Luo Kunlun saw that her sister's face was pale, and at that moment Luo Kunlun guessed something.

He hated, hated that he couldn't protect his sister, hated God's injustice.

He ran out of the door, roaring all the way, until he reached the mountain, and stayed quietly all night.

That night was also a rainy night.

The next day, the whole village was in turmoil, and when Luo Kunlun returned home, he was confronted with a lifeless corpse, which had been found by the villagers in the weir river. Her bloodless face was so pale, as quiet as she usually was, but never with the sweet smile that anyone had.

Luo Kunlun didn't cry and fuss, and quietly looked at his sister's corpse as if he had lost his soul.

It was the aftermath of He Laoshuan's help, until the moment when he was carried to the back mountain and was ready to be buried, a heart-rending cry resounded through the mountains and forests:

Sister——

The whole village shook their heads and sighed.

Stretched out his hand and wiped his face, the rain cement slurry mixed with tears, pasted Luo Kunlun's face.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the raindrops crackled into small puddles of mud, drowning out the sound a few meters away. Xiao Laohu, who was full of wine and food, came out of the house of the leper dog, drunk and shirtless, and walked to his home in the heavy rain that was not unexpected.

The embankment is covered with dirt roads, and it is even more slippery when it is soaked by rainwater.

Xiao Laohu, who was slippery under his feet, cursed in his mouth, and before he could stand firmly, a figure suddenly appeared next to him, and a huge force hit his side, knocking him out sideways, rolling along the slope of the embankment into the muddy river outside the embankment.

Xiao Laohu struggled to grab the gravel on the shore and wanted to climb ashore, but the black shadow just now had already slid down the ramp of the river embankment, hugged Xiao Laohu and pressed him into the water.

No one noticed the two figures scuffling for their lives on the murky river on a rainy night, until one of them slowly lost his strength and lost his breath.

The other figure did not come ashore, and in the heavy rain, sat on the gravel on the shore and rested for a while, and dived into the river. Drifting downstream in the direction of the current, he found a place to go ashore at the river that left the village, walked through the sparse woods up the mountain, groped for a large rock, took out a package from the unknown cave, and went out of the mountain.