Since the pestle and Zhang Sanmad roasted lamb leg were caught by the old remnant, the clouds on the top of Daqing Mountain have been covered with fog for several days, and Zhang Sanmad has disappeared again.

The villagers pointed to the hill from afar and discussed: "Isn't Doctor Shi manifested?"

"The mirror stone flew from the sky, naturally it is not a mundane thing!"

"I don't think Zhang Sanmad is a vulgar thing!"

", of course he's not a vulgar thing, he's a vulgar person!"

"What's the matter, he's a person, just a stinky fart!"

"Hahahahaha......"

Everyone made fun of Zhang Sanmad, but no one had the courage to go up the mountain to the clouds and mist to see what was going on, only Zhang Sanmad dared.

Put down Zhang Sanmad, let's not talk about it first, and then talk about Ma Zhuzi.

Since being bailed out of the building materials factory by Yang Jiaxing, he neither dared to go back to the village, nor did he have the face to find Gan Tiantian, so he could only wander around and rely on petty theft to get some food.

Indeed, he had a good time in the first two years. At that time, his father and his mother had only abandoned him.

He hated it in his heart, and he couldn't imagine that his mother would really leave.

He hated his father even more, and he wanted to beat him to the flesh, but he didn't dare, since he was a child, he only had the share of an old beast beating a little beast.

He wanted to die, but he was not willing. He hoped that one day he would not be looked down upon and that he would be able to walk the streets of the village with a swaggering style.

Of course, the dream is plump, and the reality is skinny.

The pestle can't change his skeletal life, he walks more and more with a thief style, and his actions have always been drunk today, no matter which way his head is headed!

However, he is very hard-toothed. relied on the rooster and dog thief to survive tenaciously.

In fact, half of what he said to Gan Tiantian was bragging, and half was not too bragging. As an unpopular thief, the pestle has really seen the legendary thief gang.

Once the pestle slipped to the county seat to step on the plate (the black word stepped on the point, that is, the bottom of the crime before committing the crime), but he didn't expect to collide with the thief Du Xianzhai.

Du Xianzhai has a great influence in the local area, it is said that there are apprentices in both black and white, and he is a figure that officials are unwilling to provoke, how can he easily spare the pestle?

That time, Du Xianzhai mobilized hundreds of people to chase after the pestle, and later directly surrounded Qingshan Village. The whole village, young and old, was so frightened that they hid in Daqingshan.

The pestle hid in the cellar of the production team for three days and three nights, and did not dare to come out, and finally was smoked alive by the chili smoke.

He was tied up and pushed in front of Du Xianzhai by the five flowers.

However, this kid is born cheap, but he is also born with hard teeth, and he is beaten to death, but he does not bow his head to Du Xianzhai and confess his guilt.

Du Xianzhai saw that he was a little arrogant, so he let him go with compassion, and agreed to marry him on a day to marry Jin Lan.

Speaking of which, at that time, the pestle borrowed the prestige of Du Xianzhai, and it was indeed a beautiful scenery for a few days.

But unfortunately, before the agreed deadline arrived, the whole country cracked down, and Du Xianzhai and his gang were all killed by the armed police force sent by the province and imprisoned.

Fortunately, the pestle had not yet entered the gang at that time, so he escaped.

But as soon as Du Xianzhai was arrested, he felt that he was going to be favored by God, and his sense of superiority immediately fell apart.

And the situation is getting worse and worse than before, sometimes being caught, scolded and beaten at the lightest, just like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats.

Even, even people like the old cripple don't take him seriously.

So, the pestle specially hung with the old cripple in secret, and couldn't stop going to the old cripple's old house and sheepfold to patronize.

As for the old cripple, he hated Ma Zizi to the core, and he couldn't wait to eat its flesh and skin it alive. You know, the sheep is the lifeblood of the old and crippled, let alone a docile ewe who has only reached adulthood.

The leg of lamb roasted with a pestle is exactly that of the ewe. He knew that he had fallen into a catastrophe, and this time he and the old and disabled Liang Zi were dead.

In addition, the old cripple also had an extremely private matter that was seen by the pestle.

It's a big loss for the old cripple, but what he is more worried about is that Ma Qizi holds his own secrets, if Zhang Sanmad knows that he makes up a song and sings it on the street, it is really unimaginable......

Therefore, as long as the horse sticker exists for a day, the old cripple will not be able to live in peace for a moment. He was bent on getting rid of it as soon as possible, and he wished that this little puppy would disappear from the green mountains immediately.

The pestle felt this breath, and was really afraid of the old cripple playing with his life.

He felt that Daqingshan no longer had a foothold of his own, whether it was human affection or sophistication, he had exhausted all his resources as a villager.

Qingshan really can't stay any longer, and now he has to find another way out and start all over again, he has to pack his bags and leave.

In the end, Kiko decided to risk his life and return to the village. The reason why I said to risk death is because the old cripple's whip is said to have killed a wolf!

The pestle went back to the village for nothing else, there was nothing valuable at home, and the only thing that could be used was an old rucksack that his mother had sewn for him before.

At that time, my mother had just been beaten by my father, and she was wiping her tears and cooking on the fire, but the rice bowl was empty.

The pestle came back from skipping school, carrying a broken schoolbag with a leaky bottom on his shoulder, but his face was excited, and he held two stolen melons in his hands.

"Mother, you eat a melon. The pestle was very thin, the melon was trembling in his hand, and he tried his best to hold it steady, wanting his mother to know that he had the strength to protect her.

But my mother got angry, swollen her eyes and asked, "Did you skip school again?"

"Mother, I'm hungry! I know you're hungry too......" The pestle lowered his head and looked at the melon.

The mother was angry again, but she was never willing to hit him. The mother hugged the head of the pestle with tears in her eyes, and the two of them cried in the stove room all afternoon.

At night, my mother hid in the alley, and sewed a small backpack for the pestle with old canvas by the moonlight.

Early the next morning, the mother yawned and burst into tears, carefully packed the book in her bag and gently hung it on her son's shoulder: "Child, we can't be poor and short-lived, you are my mother's hope......"

At that time, the pestle only thought that her mother had stayed up all night and shed tears, but she didn't know that her mother's heart had experienced another night of torture of life and death.

Right now, the pestle was leaving, to escape from this place that he had no nostalgia for, he thought about it, and only that backpack was still useful.

So, he had to venture home. The determination has been made, and the pestle is waiting for the opportunity to act.

Besides, the old cripple couldn't find the pestle for many days, but he never gave up, and wandered around the village every day like a ghost.

Especially at night, the hunchbacked and flamboyant figure flashes silently in the darkness, which can kill people.

It's not easy for the pestle to avoid this difficult old ghost.

But the pestle found that this matter was not as difficult as he thought. In the end, he quietly avoided the old cripple and entered his door in the night......

It was an early autumn morning.

Daqingshan has not yet woken up, and even Qingshan Village is shrouded in smoke and mist.

As soon as the sky was numb, a figure jumped out of the alley of the small village.

The sky is dim, although it is not very real, but from the bald head reflecting the skylight, it can be seen that this person is Ma Qizi.

There are few eyebrows on the gray face of the pestle, and a pair of small eyes are shining with a thief's light.

He was thin and thin, covered by a thin and shabby gray cloth coat, and although he looked malnourished, his movements were very agile and agile.

The pestle was holding a dirty yellow cloth backpack in his armpit, and the cat was hunched over and looked around vigilantly.

Seeing that there was no one around, a half-hateful and half-cruel sneer hung on his thin face: "Old thing, the master will give you a thirty-six plan to go!"

After speaking, his figure flashed past the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, and fled like a fog thief.

When the figure of the pestle turned into a small black dot and disappeared in the morning mist, a person turned out from behind the old locust tree.

This man was in his sixties, with a hunchback, a mottled forehead, a white goat's beard, a pair of mung bean eyes staring at a thick yellow idiot, and a pair of small eyes hidden inside, staring gloomily in the direction where the pestle disappeared.

The old man is none other than the old cripple.