Bai Jiaxuan reappeared in the streets and alleys of Bailu Village, and the villagers almost didn't recognize him, his straight waist pole as a rafter fell down, and he bent into a ninety-degree angle from the tailbone, and his buttocks were pouted high; he was holding a truncated cane in his hand, and when he talked to people, he raised his face like a dog; when he raised his head and raised his face to talk to people, his eyes turned up as much as he could, and the original bulging eyeballs became more prominent, and the whites of his eyes became more dazzling; the corners of his two mouths were pulled downwards oppositely, and his broad mouth was bent down, showing even more perseverance and almost stubbornness。 He answered the concerned men and women in the streets and alleys in short language, only made a brief pause, moved his crutches without stopping, and followed Lu San, who was pulling the ox and carrying the plow, out of the village alley.

It is the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and the days are so short that it is difficult for the daughter-in-law to cook three meals. The sun fell into the plain slope of the western part of the White Deer Plain, and a shy glow rose over the western plain. Bai Jiaxuan stood on the ground with a cane in both hands, watching Lu San holding a plough stick with one hand and a whip in the other, leisurely plowing the plot left for cotton fields, the yellow-brown soil rolling on the ploughshare; Bai Jiaxuan's palms itched and his throat itched, he wanted to grab the smooth handle of the plough stick, he wanted to trample on the rolling soil, he wanted to let go of his throat and shout at the livestock. When Lu San ploughed again and ploughed back on the ground to adjust the oxen, Bai Jiaxuan threw away his crutches, grabbed the plow handle with one hand and snatched the whip with one hand, and said, "Third brother, you smoke a bag of cigarettes!" Lu San muttered loudly and innocently: "The day is so short that it will be dark if you can't turn back and forth a few times!" Finally, he reluctantly put the whip and plow stick, and reluctantly squatted down to touch the cigarette pack. He watched Jiaxuan insert the tip of the plough into the ditch and shouted, and hurriedly ran forward to grab the plowstick: "Jiaxuan, you shouldn't plow, your waist is ......" Bai Jiaxuan put his hand away, and shouted again: "Get up!" The bullock dragged the ploughshare forward. Bai Jiaxuan turned his face to Lu San and shouted, "I want to test the fire!" Lu San held the cigarette pouch that had not yet been loaded into the cigarette powder and walked side by side with Jiaxuan, worried about if there was a mistake. Bai Jiaxuan said very unhappily: "I'm uncomfortable for you to follow me, you go away and smoke your cigarette!" Lu San stopped helplessly, his eyes were firmly fixed on Bai Jiaxuan who gradually melted into the glow, and he still couldn't remember to fill the cigarette with the empty cigarette pouch.

Bai Jiaxuan only looked at the ground where the ploughshare was advancing, the yellow-brown soil rolled under his feet, and the smell of fresh wet soil overflowed from under the ploughshare, moistening his empty and anxious chest, and he heard the sound of the bones on his arms and legs clattering and twisting. He leisurely shouted succinctly, and the words of the haranbul seemed like a soothing, pleasant lyricism. He didn't get until the end of the cotton field and fell over the plow, and when he turned over to the east with the glow on his back, he roared in Qin's voice: "Han Suwu is ...... in Beihai" ploughed back and forth three times, Bai Jiaxuan was already sweating profusely and panting, his body was weak after all, but the boring and depressed life of sleeping on the kang for three months was finally over. After finishing work and going back after this day, Bai Jiaxuan raised his hand and threw the cane into the grass shed where the firewood was stored, stood in the courtyard and took the copper basin for washing the face brought by the fairy grass and said, "I tried the fire later, I'm okay!"

After dinner, in the old lady's room of the landlord's house, Bai Jiaxuan temporarily decided to convene a gathering of family members, Xiaowen and the third son Xiaoyi were called by him, and the second daughter-in-law was told by Xiancao that Lu San, as an informal but indispensable member of the family, was personally invited by him to the horse, and was courteously courtesed to a simple Taishi chair on the other side of the table, and the two daughters-in-law sat on the edge of the kang where the mother-in-law had begun to simmer. Bai Jiaxuan said: "My waist is better. He turned his head to look at the two daughters-in-law and said, "I have been curled up on the kang for a whole hundred and seven days, and you two, the eldest sister and the second sister, have suffered and done their filial piety." The two daughters-in-law were praised by the elders of the family, but they felt frightened, and they rushed to confess that this was completely the filial piety of the younger generation. Bai Jiaxuan shook his head and interrupted them: "You still don't know what I'm most afraid of in my life? I'm not afraid of crooked people, I'm not afraid of bandits, thieves, and babies, I'm not afraid of hardships, I'm not afraid of contribution, I'm not afraid of going to bed late and getting up early, I'm the most afraid thing...... is to lie stiffly on the kang, let people wait, boil soup and decoction, serve food, drink, and pour and urine. The family was silent, only the old mother Bai Zhao moved her feelings on the kang: "You are a sinner!" Bai Jiaxuan said: "I am a sinner, I can't do it, I love to suffer, I can't help it, I am born to suffer, I am happy to work; if I don't work for two days, my arms and legs will be soft, and my heart will be confused and annoyed......" Bai Jiaxuan paused when he said this, and then solemnly said what he wanted to tell every family member:" What I mean by this is that from tomorrow onwards, you will no longer have to revolve around me. Do what each of you should do, spin the thread that the people in the house should spin, weave the cloth that should weave, sew the cotton garment, and do the work in the field that the people outside should do. Xiaowen, you and your third uncle ploughed the flower (cotton) field and then ploughed the rice field. The calves feed the animals left on the trough, and they push the soil to dry the soil, save enough soil for the winter washers, and be careful to cover the snow. As soon as the ground is frozen, the car will be quickly set up to deliver manure, and the cost of these jobs will be cheap, and the ginning machine will ring. In a word, how did the original days pass from tomorrow onwards. I'm - good!"

The sad and panicked atmosphere that shrouded the courtyard after Bai Jiaxuan was smashed by bandits has been cleared, and the rigorous and diligent life and production order before the catastrophe have been completely restored. Not only recovered, but all the adults in the family were surprised to find that they were confident that "I was okay" He got up earlier than before the hunchback, and when it was dark, the majestic coughing sound sounded in the courtyard, which often embarrassed his daughter-in-law who opened the door late and poured urine into the urinal basin; his steps were not difficult but more agile, hunched back and waved his hands and legs, in the front yard and backyard horse number cowshed pigsty and the thatched toilet in the back yard, he had nothing to do to check around, except for the work of the cart and the work that had to be carried on both shoulders or one shoulder, he was not taboo in all the farm work operated with his hands and legs and feet, ploughing the cotton field, turning the rice field, the grain and grass spinner, sifting the palm dustpan, sending the manure, the ox cart and trampling the ginning machine, etcHe worked hand in hand with his son, Xiaowen Changgong Lusan, and his words were fewer, more concise, and more accurate, and useless nonsense and false entertainment were completely and cleanly omitted from his mouth. Xiaowen and Lusan were always worried that he was tired and sick, and repeatedly persuaded him to take a break when he did it, and it was best to rest for two days a day, at most two days a day in the morning and evening and a break at noon; Bai Jiaxuan turned a deaf ear and only cared about the work in his hands or feet, and he became impatient when he was annoyed by their aggressiveness: "You two are quiet, don't say that again." I don't like to hear it. There are only those who are idle, and there are no busy ones. ”

The whole courtyard is like a gin machine that has been erected in the autumn in the summer, and in the winter it clicks into operation. At this time, a fatal blow followed, and Bai Jiaxuan discovered Xiaowen's secret. The blow was almost devastating.

It was the night when the first heavy snow fell after winter, Bai Jiaxuan stepped on the ginning machine for a long time, and Xiaowen dragged him down. He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, put on cotton clothes and pants, walked out of the enclosure for raising cattle and horses, did not enter the courtyard diagonally opposite the door, and turned around and walked along the west lane. The snow melted down, and the lanes were muddy. Bai Jiaxuan walked into the streets of Bailu Town, which was connected to the village lane, with his hands behind his back, and pushed open the door panel of Mr. Leng's Chinese Medicine Hall. Mr. Leng poured him a cup of golden tea, untied a packet of cigarette leaves wrapped in creamy yellow oiled paper, spread it on the small table, pointed to a teacup and said, "You are in a hurry, this tea is brewed with the snowflake water you just received, taste it." Bai Jiaxuan took a sip of tea, the fragrance was fragrant, the hot stream gurgled and rolled down his throat, and he suddenly felt that his intestines were full of unobstructed qi, but his mouth deliberately said coldly: "Snow water is not water! As he spoke, he pinched out a very well-cut piece of cigarette and spread it elegantly and freely, spread it on the cotton pants on his knees, and then took a short piece of broken cigarette and sandwiched it evenly, then rolled it up, twisted it repeatedly between the two thick palms, and used the tip of his tongue to sip a little saliva on the open cigarette to make a beautiful cigar. He picked up the fragrant flame that had been burning silently from morning till night from the table, lit it at the cigar head, and let out a long puff of heavy blue smoke.

After the daughter-in-law of the second son Xiaowu passed through the door in the first month, the relationship between him and Mr. Leng underwent profound changes, from the generational friendship of the fathers to the family of children and daughters. Thanks to the careful and sincere treatment of his in-laws, he finally walked back to the streets and alleys of Bailu Village after 100 days, instead of becoming a dead and paralyzed waste on the kang. He never visited the door before, but now he doesn't go to the door, but after some days or rainy and dreary days, he comes to the Chinese medicine hall of Mr. Leng, his in-laws, to sit and chat. Mr. Leng's Chinese medicine hall has become a vent for Luo Guo Jiaxuan to know the dynamics of Bailuyuan. The people who seek medical treatment and take medicine pass on the abnormal events that occur in various villages to the Chinese medicine hall in time every day, and Mr. Leng screened the complicated events and picked out those things that are worth talking about to Bai Jiaxuan, and the two of them then discussed and commented on the matter. Sometimes the two of them sit and drink tea and smoke, each person has a bamboo fan in summer, and guards a pot of charcoal fire in winter, Mr. Leng doesn't talk much, and Bai Jiaxuan is not easy to play his tongue, so the two of them just sit like that and don't even say a word of gossip. Both of them know in their hearts that in fact, only a truly trusting relationship can achieve this state of eliminating hypocrisy and preserving truth. Bai Jiaxuan sipped the tea washed down by the snow water with a peaceful and happy attitude, and found that Mr. Leng was extraordinarily eager to add tea to him, and a little too politeness caused discomfort and awkwardness; he looked at Mr. Leng attentively, and finally found that the eyes that were usually cold were dodging and flashing, and there was a ray of false light. He said bluntly: "Brother Leng, you are blind. Sit down and smoke your cigarette. I'll pour tea, I'll roll cigarettes! You seem to have something on your mind? I'll leave if it's inconvenient for me here. Seeing that he was self-defeating, Mr. Leng hurriedly grabbed Bai Jiaxuan's hand, and couldn't turn the corner anymore: "Brother, sit down, I have something to tell you......"

"Are we brothers talking like this?"

"I heard a gossip—"

“……”

It's a gossip, but it's not an ordinary gossip. ”

"Uh, I haven't seen you in a few days, your straight intestines are twisted! I'll go back to sleep!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to entertain this gossip. Brother, don't be angry when you hear this gossip. If I don't tell you this gossip, I won't be able to say it, and I'm afraid you won't be able to resist it......"

"My yellow and white goods were robbed by the bandits, and my waist was broken, I don't look like a dog like a human being, I didn't even scold a word of anger and still stepped on my ginning machine; I don't believe that there is any 'gossip' in the world that can make me angry to death and bring me down?

"Brother Jiaxuan...... I've heard people gossip about Hyo-wen......"

"Hyo-wen, what gossip can Hyo-wen have?"

"It's the ...... with the rotten kiln at the entrance of the village."

"Uh......"

Mr. Leng saw that Bai Jiaxuan's reddened face suddenly became like a yellow sheet of paper, his rickety body trembled violently, the cigarette between his fingers was squeezed into a curve, and his eyes widened to the point of loss of concentration in that moment. None of this exceeded Mr. Leng's expectations, Bai Jiaxuan was fortunate to be out of breath at the moment without blood, and he finally said this unspeakable gossip. Bai Jiaxuan quickly recovered, and asked with a cold face: "Big brother, according to you, this is a real thing, or is someone smearing on my face?" Mr. Leng said, "I don't think it's either." Gossip, you just listen to gossip. Bai Jiaxuan asked again: "Who did you listen to? How did this come about?" Mr. Leng said lightly: "As the saying goes, 'Dew has no seeds, gossip has no shadow.'" Bai Jiaxuan shook his head and said, "All gossip has a shadow!"

On a hot and stuffy evening at the end of July, Lu Zilin walked into Mr. Leng's Chinese medicine hall with a white cloth wrapped around his head and a bottle of Taibai wine under his arm. After entering the house, Lu Zilin kicked the wine bottle on the table, tore off the filial piety cloth from his head and hung it on the wooden peg of the earthen wall, and sighed loudly: "Brother Sir, do you think it is evil? As soon as the old gentleman entered the ground, my yard was empty." It was so empty that as soon as I entered the street, I couldn't sit still. Today, our brethren have a drink. Mr. Leng was very appreciative of Lu Zilin's mood, and immediately asked Xiang Gong to make three or four appetizers as soon as possible, a plate of cold cucumbers, a plate of scrambled eggs, a plate of fried lettuce, and a plate of fried peanuts. Mr. Leng's drinking is the same as the feeling and effect of drinking cold water, drinking any famous wine can't taste the fragrance, no matter how much you drink, you will never see a red face and a yellow face, let alone get drunk, he sees others drinking so deliciously and drunk that he is full of ugliness and often feels inexplicable. Lu Zilin is addicted to alcohol, when he is happy, when he is depressed, he drinks cold, he drinks too hot, he drinks good things and drinks bad things, and he must drink before entering Xiao'e's cave to be strong; he is not happy to drink alone, he must have a group of drinking companions, at least one person must accompany him, while laughing and shouting, the most painful thing is to guess the boxing order so noisy that people turn their backs, and gradually enter the relaxed realm of bitterness and happiness. "Brother Sir, I have a difficult word......" Lu Zilin's eyes began to glow with wine, "It's better to tell you after thinking about it!" Mr. Leng didn't speak, grabbed the wine glass from the table and invited him to drink, encouraging Lu Zilin to say what he wanted to say as soon as possible. Lu Zilin raised his neck and poured a glass of wine, and sighed loudly in his mouth: "I heard a gossip, saying that Xiaowen and the goods in the kiln are here and there......" Mr. Leng couldn't help but be surprised, he thought that Lu Zilin might want to talk about the matter between them, Lu Zhaopeng's refusal to return home and the anti-marriage action could not be concealed for a long time, and the most embarrassing situation was actually the father of both parties to this marriage, he and him. Lu Zilin has apologized to him many times, and has repeatedly told him the measures he will take to subdue his son...... Is it time to adopt new methods again? Unexpectedly, it was something entanglement between Xiaowen and the Heiwa woman. Mr. Leng said categorically: "Brother, you don't believe what you say to the ghosts. Lu Zilin nodded sharply: "Yes, yes, yes! When I first heard this, not only did I not believe it, but I slapped the person who reported this incident to me! I said, 'Xiaowen wants to have this matter with her, and the mud god in the temple will also have this matter with her.'" The man ran away with his mouth, but then two more people came to report, saying that they had noses and eyes, all saying that they had seen Xiaowen enter and exit the kiln with their own eyes, one said that he was looking for pigs at night and bumped into Xiaowen entering the kiln, and the other said that he came back from a relative's house in the middle of the night to see Xiaowen slipping out of the kiln, and the two did not meet one night. Can I still slap these two people in the mouth again?" Mr. Leng said: "If this thing is true, it is even worse than a bandit smashing his waist, and this is Jiaxuan's life!" Lu Zilin said: "When I sent those two people who reported to go out, one of them still gave a mouth and sealed his mouth first-no nonsense!" I don't think it's good for me to say this to Jiaxuan, Brother Jiaxuan can't see me in his heart, I understand; but it's not okay if I don't tell Brother Jiaxuan about this, and in the future, Brother Jiaxuan will complain that I will hide it from him...... He kissed you and I and you earlier, and I hope everyone will be honorable......"

Mr. Leng went to apply medicine to Jiaxuan as usual the next day, looked at his in-laws who still made a calm demeanor despite the pain, and remembered his own judgment the night before: Jiaxuan could withstand the blow of the bandits, and he would definitely not be able to parry the blow of that rumor. Mr. Leng was very sad and painful in his heart, but his face still maintained a cold tone that would never change, and he didn't even say a word of comfort as before, but only cared about careful treatment. After the unbearable dog days and the rainy autumn, when Bai Jiaxuan's back injury healed and reappeared in the streets and alleys of Bailu Village, the terrible rumor buried in his heart waited for the day of his birth. He was torn by how to pass this sentence to Jiaxuan, and it seemed that he had never bothered so much to say a word......

Mr. Leng looked at Bai Jiaxuan who was lying on the chair and said: "Brother, I see that those who come to the world without happiness are all suffering, the poor have the suffering of the poor, the rich have the suffering of the rich, and the emperor and nobles also have unspeakable suffering. This is what comes with the birth of man. You see, everyone is crying in this world, and I haven't heard of anyone who is not crying or laughing when they land on the ground. People don't want to come to the world, the world is too bitter, and if they can't be quiet and leisurely in the sky, God will kick people down...... Since people are destined to suffer when they come to this world, they understand that no matter what kind of calamities they encounter, they can think about it......" Mr. Leng said so many things at once, even he himself was quite surprised. Bai Jiaxuan said: "We have to get things clear first. Whether it's true or not, don't listen to it as gossip. What kind of gossip is this? murderous gossip!"

Bai Jiaxuan walked through the streets of Bailu Town with his waist bent, and turned into the T-shaped road of Bailu Village, a thick layer of snow had accumulated under his feet, and it was clattering, and he felt the coldness of the snowflakes melting on his back and his neck, and the snow in the sky was still falling. When he entered the courtyard gate, he had a clear outline of how to deal with the gossip that Mr. Leng had revealed to him. It is not complicated to deal with it, there is no need to ask anyone, and it could be worse if there is no result. He believed that as long as he kept an eye on Hyowen's actions as if nothing had happened, he would be able to see it at a glance. He made a casual appearance that nothing had happened and asked, "Xiaowen is asleep?" Xiancao also said indifferently: "Make peace with the sixth family." ”

Bai Jiaxuan's chest pounded, and he felt that something hot rushed to the top of his head, and the shock and anger aroused by the gossip that he learned that this matter was not trivial had only now become irrepressible, and the outline and steps he had thought of to deal with this matter when he returned were all nullified. He re-tied the first unfastened trouser strap, and grabbed the crutches from behind the door that the fairy grass had picked up from the firewood shed, strongly foreseeing the important use of the crutches. When he went out, he did not forget to cover up the real purpose of going out at this time: "The descendants of the sixth child are difficult to speak. The sixth asked me to go to the town to suppress the evil, and I almost forgot to ......" He stepped out of the threshold and took a step towards another disaster.

Bai Jiaxuan froze when he came to the door of Bai Lao Liu's house. There is a row of four dilapidated houses on the narrow foundation of the old six houses, there is no fence and no fence is an open wind yard, everything is clear at a glance, the four houses are all closed, there is no light and no sound, the white old six snoring like snow rushed out from the south of the house, undulating in the open wind yard. Bai Jiaxuan felt paralyzed all over his body at that moment. He walked out of the open courtyard of Lao Liu's house, and there seemed to be a thousand pairs pushing him up the slow slope at the east end of the village, and he saw the cave where Kong usually did not even have the interest to look at it properly; the anger and sorrow in his chest mixed with the anger and sorrow in his chest that made him miserable; he stepped from the slow road to the flat field of the kiln courtyard, and his legs trembled uncontrollably; he walked to the kiln window covered with a layer of black linen paper, and heard the whispering sound of the nickname inside; Bai Jiaxuan came to the end of his life in that moment, and suddenly stepped forward like a dog, stepped on the door panel of the window hole, and made a clang, and at the same time he fell.

The clanging sound was tantamount to the thunder of a snowy night, which shook the tenderness and sweetness on the fire kang in the warm cave. Xiaowen was completely paralyzed, lying on the kang and unable to move, the muscles and bones of his whole body were broken and broken, and only the flesh and skin that could not support the pole were left. The thunder rang out, and silence returned. Xiao'e slipped down from the kang, pouting the light of the jiriko against the crack in the door to look out, there was no abnormality in the hazy snow light, and her eyes hooked down only to see a black clump lying on the snow at the door. She breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and held on to the edge of the kang, leaned down and pressed against Xiaowen's ear and said, "Don't worry! A frozen hard plant who wants food has fallen to the door!" Xiaowen suddenly jumped up and pulled away the quilt, hurriedly put on his clothes and trousers, slipped off the kang to hook the cotton nest, pulled the door latch, and jumped over the person who was lying at the door;

Xiao'e put on her clothes and walked out of the kiln door to see if the unlucky ghost who had fallen at the door was dead or alive; she squatted down and touched the man's nose, and just touched the bridge of the man's nose, which was as cold as iron, and suddenly gasped in fright and fell to the ground; from the neat clothes and rickety waist of the person who fell to the ground, she could identify the patriarch, where was the poor and frightened old man who asked for food! Xiao'e got up and retreated back into the kiln before she felt frightened, and was so anxious that she circled around the kiln. She heard a cough in the kiln yard, and immediately jumped out of the kiln door and ran across the kiln yard to block Lu Zilin, who was walking down the slow track. Xiao'e said: "Oh no, it's bad! The patriarch is angry...... Lu Zilin glanced at the door of the kiln where Xiao'e pointed at him, turned over and stilted up to the kiln courtyard, and stood beside Bai Jiaxuan who fell to the ground and was silent for a long time, like admiring a prey that was shot by himself. Xiao'e was so anxious that she poked him in the waist: "What should you do, what should you do if someone is dead?" Lu Zilin bent down, reached out to touch Bai Jiaxuan's nose, straightened up and said to Xiao'e: "Don't worry, rest assured that you will have one hundred and twenty hearts." You can't die, this person lives a long life. Xiao'e said anxiously: "If you can't die, you can't die, what can you do here?" Lu Zilin said: "It is said that I will send him back on his back, but he will not be able to turn the corner...... Okay, you go and ask Mr. Leng to figure out a way, I should pretend not to know about this. Go quickly, be careful that if you really die for a long time, you will be in trouble. Xiao'e turned around and ran out of the courtyard to find Mr. Leng, and just ran down the slow slope, Lu Zilin called out to her again: "Forget it, I'll carry it back along the way." Xiao'e ran back to the kiln yard again. Lu Zilin gritted his teeth and said in his heart: "It just means that you can't turn around and hide your face, and you don't have the slightest room to hide." What should I do if I see you come down? I have to force you to the 'gate'. He picked up Bai Jiaxuan, said goodbye to Xiao'e, and said, "Do you still remember what I told you? Xiao'e knows what that sentence means: if you can pull Xiaowen into your arms, you will urinate on his father's face. She had now achieved her goal of revenge, but she did not have the joy of revenge, and was frightened by the unexpected and serious consequences. She watched Lu Zilin turn around with Bai Jiaxuan on her back, walked out of the kiln courtyard, stilted into the kiln to close the kiln door, and suddenly fell on the kang.

Lu Zilin carried Bai Jiaxuan on his back and walked through the snow-covered village lanes, kicked the door of the Bai family with his foot, and said to the panicked Xiancao: "Ask first...... I don't know what's going on. Save people first!" A needle from the fairy grass pierced into the person, Bai Jiaxuan grunted in his throat for a while, finally opened his eyes, and closed his eyes with a long sigh. Lu Zilin pretended not to know anything: "Why are you messing with Brother Li Jiaxuan?" and then left.

Bai Jiaxuan was pricked by his wife's fairy grass with a needle, and he sighed and closed his eyes again. He stubbornly waved his hand to stop the chaotic shouting of the old and young in the family, and warmed his heart and was sincerely concerned: "You all go back to sleep and let me rest." When he spoke, his eyes were still closed, and only the fairy grass was left in the room, and Bai Jiaxuan was still lying quietly with his eyes closed. Everything can no longer be remedied, and the most decisive and decisive means must be taken to wash away the shame that Xiaowen has smeared on him, his ancestors, and the entire family. Believing that his family gathering in front of the kang would only hinder his decision, he would only add to the chaos, so he waved them away mercilessly. He just lay down and thought about not moving, listening to the rooster crow again and again, before he coughed and sat up, and said to Xiancao, "You call the third brother." ”

Lu San wondered very much in the horse, how could Jiaxuan fall in that kiln courtyard? He sat on the edge of the kang with a dry tobacco pouch, one foot on the ground and the other on the edge of the kang, elbows on his knees, smoking cigarettes in confusion. Hyo-moon walked in with his head bowed, leaning timidly on the trough on the other side. He thought that Xiaowen was as worried about Jiaxuan as he was, but he didn't know that Xiaowen had a ghost in his heart. He sincerely advised Xiaowen and said, "Sensei is sad. Your dad would just take a break. Xu was lost in the snow. Xiaowen leaned on the trough and hung his head, he was very glad that he should not have been unlucky when he slipped home from Xiao'e's cave, and he felt the darkness into the bed, only to feel that the heart blocked in his throat and eyes returned to its original place; when he heard the knock on the door and saw Lu Zilin carrying his father into the courtyard, his knees fell to the ground as soon as he weakened; all this was temporarily covered up by his father's illness. He had no way but to die, and he had no strength to live until dawn, not even the time to see his father again. He felt the need to leave one last word of remorse to Lu San, so he walked into the horse. He raised his chin that hung down to his chest and said, "Third Uncle, I'm leaving!" If you say a word to him in the future, just say that I said 'I'm not human'......" Lu San turned his head and pulled out the cigarette pouch in his mouth: "What do you say?" Xiaowen said: "I have no face to live after I have done a shameful thing!" Lu San then got a comment on Jiaxuan's question that he fell at the door of the cave. He moved his leg from the edge of the kang and walked to Xiaowen step by step, Tie Qing looked at Xiaowen's drooping head with a green face, suddenly opened his arm and pulled two palms, and trembled his lips: "Shame on the ancestors...... What do you mean to be ashamed of your ancestors? This is called being ashamed of your ancestors! Heiwa is ashamed of your ancestors, and you are also ashamed of your ancestors...... "At this moment, Xiancao walked in. Lu Sansheng was angry and walked into the west house with Xiancao, and when he saw Jiaxuan, he couldn't help but sigh: "Jiaxuan, wow, you are so bitter!" Bai Jiaxuan held back the tears in his eyes and said, "Do you know what happened? You clean up now, get up, go into the mountain and call Xiaowu back, tell him to come back immediately, and say that I have an emergency and want to breathe......"

The act of punishing Xiaowen once again shook Bailuyuan. The method and pattern of punishment are the same as the previous time, and the procedure of reviewing the rules of the township covenant before the punishment is carried out by Xiaowen's younger brother Xiaowu.

Bai Xiaowu's appearance came at the right time. He wore a blue cotton robe, his straight waist was as straight as his father's waist was before, his physique was majestic and burly, his shoulders were broad and his hips were plump, and he was much more calm and calm than the thin and slender filial piety. Bai Jiaxuan still sat on a chair on the steps, and Xiaowu's return took the place of the indisputable Xiaowen in time, and also filled the void in his heart in time. After reciting the relevant provisions of the township covenant and clan rules, Xiaowu walked up to his father and asked for instructions to start implementing the clan rules. Bai Jiaxuan got down from the chair, stilted down the steps, and walked through the passage let by the clansmen, with his hands behind his back. Bai Jiaxuan didn't look at anyone, walked straight to the locust tree, and grabbed a bundle of sour jujube trees from the ground. At this moment, three or four people fell to their knees in front of him, Bai Jiaxuan knew what they wanted to do when they knelt down, so he ignored it, turned around and raised the thorn brush and pulled it over. Xiaowen screamed one after another, and blood suddenly stained his cheeks. Bai Jiaxuan was very ruthless, a few percent more ruthless than the last time he beat Xiao'e and Goudan. This son disgraced his face, lost his heart, failed his expectations of him, and he was far more discouraged with him than the catastrophe of being broken by bandits, and he struck this evil seed with a thorn brush, whether it was a real fight or a real fight, not in front of his people. Bai Jiaxuan gritted his teeth and raised the thorn brush again, forgetting the precept that each person can only fight once, his arm was caught, and it turned out to be Lu Zilin.

Lu Zilin was one of the three or four kneeling pleasers. This action of kneeling to the patriarch was actually planned by Lu Zilin. After he heard Bai Jiaxuan's decision to punish Xiaowen that Xiaowu told him, he solemnly found the Bai family and shouted loudly for Bai Jiaxuan to cancel this torture: "I dare to say that Xiaowen is not to blame at all! You can't afford to toss it!" Bai Jiaxuan's face was as decisive as iron: "What are you doing when the gong is struck! Lu Zilin went to the ancestral hall and complained bitterly in the village alley: "Are you old men all stone-hearted? Jiaxuan wants to rectify filial piety, can you bear to call him whole? Why don't you persuade him and not stop him? This filial piety is not as good as others, how can you beat him with a brush casually?" The old men were moved and remorseful by his enthusiastic reprimand, so they planned this episode of kneeling and admonishment.

Lu Zilin snatched the thorn brush from Bai Jiaxuan's hand and knelt down again, saying, "Brother Jiaxuan, if you don't spare Xiaowen, I won't get up!" Bai Jiaxuan said with a cold face: "I don't accept your kneeling." I will not accept anyone who bows down to me today. Whoever likes to kneel, kneel. Xiaowu, go down—" With that, he walked through the human nest with his hand on his robe, and sat down on the chair on the steps of the ancestral hall again. Bai Xiaowu took the thorn brush from the hand of the person holding the torture instrument, and struck it according to the chest of his brother Xiaowen**, and the blood flowed down the chest one by one......

Just like the dispute in the courtyard of the ancestral hall, it has just happened in the courtyard of the Bai family. The old lady Bai Zhao, Bai Wu and the two daughters-in-law formed an alliance and resolutely opposed Bai Jiaxuan's poisonous punishment of Xiaowen. Bai Zhao couldn't persuade his son, so he scolded: "If you kill Xiaowen, how do you look like an old man? If you want to tie Xiaowen to a tree, I will strip naked and stand in front of Xiaowen, you first brush me to death with a thorn brush, and then brush Xiaowen to death!" Xiancao cried and admonished, and the two daughters-in-law pleaded together. Bai Jiaxuan didn't let go of anyone, didn't even say a word, and they were never moved when they scolded, cried, begged, or begged. Until the third day, Xiaowu and Lu San came back from the mountain, Bai Jiaxuan called all the family members to the main hall of the upper room, distributed wax and incense in front of the sacrificial table, and then asked everyone's opinion: "I have something to say to the face of the ancestors." "The daughter-in-law of Bai Zhao, Bai Wu, and Xiaowen Xiaowu stated the attitude that had already been stated, and it was the turn of Bai Xiaowu, a crucial person. Bai Xiaowu stood in front of the sacrificial table and said word by word: "Do it according to the clan rules." Grandma Bai Zhao was stunned, and his mother Bai Wu's slap had already been slapped in his face. Xiaowu glanced at his mother, who was neither annoyed nor ashamed, but still had no change in his face. Bai Jiaxuan stopped his wife Bai Wu's rash actions with an angry look, turned his face and asked Xiaowu: "Why? Why do you say?" Bai Xiaowu said calmly: "This is the Bai family's founding discipline. Dad, I don't dare to forget what you said......" Bai Jiaxuan hurriedly slammed his fist on the table and said, "Forget the discipline of establishing a family, it's not a filial piety that will be ruined, the Bai family will be ruined-"

What Bai Jiaxuan inherited from his father was the fields under the original plain, the cattle and horses with trough heads, the houses on the base of the village, the yellow and white goods in clay pots hidden in the earthen walls and under the feet, and the wealth that could not be seen or touched, that is, the discipline of establishing a family and establishing a life that Xiaowu recounted to him. Even Bai Jiaxuan's earliest memories of the family can only rely on legends, the history of this village and the Bai family is too long and ancient, so long and old that its descendants can't figure it out and can't remember. From Bai Jiaxuan to the fifth generation, it is about the beginning of an era in the prosperity of the Bai family, the ancestor in poverty and frustration to study and self-relieve, reorganize the family business and rebuild the family rules, is a decisive influence on the modern family history of the Bai family, the clan still often mention his name Bai Xiushen. Although the family history and family history are long, the names of the ancestors who have a great influence on the clan and family are still handed down, and only those names with mediocre achievements have been obliterated. For several generations, the Bai family's own family road was like a cotton sleeve in a cotton coat, which shrank and porcelain, and then swelled and haired when it was dismantled and bounced; when the family business was developed, it did not get a piece of tiles from the fields and roof tiles, and when the family business was in decline, there was no place without a cone; what cannot be doubted in the limited memory is that the crops have never been broken in the fields, the livestock have not been broken in the troughs, the grain has never been cut off in the hoards, and the base of the village has not been expanded or shrunk. In the short few days of the Xiaowen incident, Bai Jiaxuan not only thought about this unexpected event, but also remembered the history of the family and the former sages, and the reason for the formation of the family in a basically stable state without major ups and downs, in addition to natural disasters, bandits, plagues, and the corruption of parents and officials, the fundamental reason lies in the clan rules and disciplines founded by the grandfather of Wenjuren. His discipline seems to limit the flooding of the family business, and also inhibit and prevent the ruin of the business. No matter whether the family business rises or falls, the patriarchal status of the Bai family has never wavered, and the prestige of the Bai family as the patriarch who has practiced the family rules has been throughout the world. A patriarch led the people to dig a well in a year of great drought and died of vomiting blood, and the weathered Bai Keqin's blurred handwriting can still be seen on the well platform. A patriarch led his clan to be cut in two by a knife in the killing of thieves, and became the hero of Bailuyuan to eliminate bandits in one fell swoop. Not all patriarchs have great achievements, and there are many mediocre people who are quiet, and even every two generations there will be a patriarch of a ruined family, which is a great harm to the family, and must be eliminated as soon as possible......

When Bai Jiaxuan heard Xiaowu's words, a hot current rolled up in his heart, and he was so excited that he burst into tears, and he needed to hear this at this time and now. Bai Zhao retorted unwillingly: "The ancestors are all good ancestors who understand human nature, and no one is as hard-hearted as you!" Bai Jiaxuan said quietly: "The ancestors have never had this nonsense. "Xiaowen was irretrievably pushed into the ancestral hall and tied to the locust tree.

The second drastic measure taken by Bai Jiaxuan was to split up. Bai Jiaxuan decided to ask only his eldest brother-in-law, Mr. Zhu, to supervise the separation of the family, and his uncle, who was an indispensable child for such an occasion, was not invited, and the mountains were too far away from here. If you can't even handle your own family affairs properly, how can you make peace with the clansmen and villagers? Everything has been carefully calculated and carefully arranged, and the proportion of land allocated to Xiaowen is consistent with the proportion of all land priorities. It is said that the eldest son should occupy the landlord's house, but after his parents died, Bai Jiaxuan was alive and Bai Zhao's family was also alive, and Bai Jiaxuan could not live in the landlord's house but could only live in the west house. Considering the convenience of production and life, Bai Jiaxuan decided to divide the east and west houses of the gatehouse to Xiaowen, among which the Ming Room was owned by the family as Yongdao. Bai Jiaxuan kept his mouth shut about the stored yellow goods and white goods, they were family savings, unless there was an unusually major change that could not be moved, and the explanation of these savings should not be asked by anyone now before he kicked his legs and swallowed his breath. Bai Xiaowen's face was bandaged with a medicinal cloth and did not reveal the truth, he just nodded, stretched out his right hand with a blood scab and pressed his fingerprint on the contract. Mr. Zhu repeated with a smile: "The house is a signboard, it is tired, and saving money is a ghost." The house should be small, the land should be small, and the scalper should be done slowly. These widely circulated Mr. Zhu's famous words, Bai Jiaxuan and his sons actually heard them from the creator himself for the first time. Mr. Zhu did not reprimand Xiaowen's mistakes strictly, and wrote a two-word banner with a pen: Shen Du.

Lu Zilin went to Shenhe Village to drink wine on the night of punishing Xiaowen. Although his attempt to kneel on the ground to intercede for Hyowen failed, he won the admiration of many people and concealed the maker of this flower case more closely. In order to show his sincerity, he knelt down until the end of the execution. Bai Jiaxuan hurriedly twisted his dog-like waist from the ancestral hall platform, helped him up with both hands, and helped up the three old men who were kneeling together and said, "I have received your generosity!" Lu Zilin went to Shenhe Village to find a few good friends to drink after this scene, and he drank heartily this night, walked back to Bailu Village at midnight, came down from the slow road at the east end of the village, and plopped and fluttered to the entrance of the cellar and knocked on the door. Xiao'e asked who knocked on the door. Lu Zilin said loudly: "What are you asking, what are you asking, your brother, your uncle, you are big with me!" He drank too much and lost control, and the joy and smugness generated by the complete implementation of the conspiracy was also a little difficult to control, and it was time for him and his co-conspirator Xiao'e to enjoy this wonderful opera together. The door latch slidied, and Lu Zilin couldn't wait to push the door in with wine, and hugged Xiao'e, who was lying on the edge of the kang. Xiao'e shook and flung into the quilt. Lu Zilin smiled and realized that Xiao'e's padded jacket was draped over her shoulders. Lu Zilin leaned on the edge of the kang and undressed and took off his socks, and said: "Big kiss balls! You are angry with you and decorate your face, our anger is out, revenge, you should be alive and alive......! Xiao'e asked: "Would you like to eat my pee and drink my pee?" Lu Zilin smiled and read the hymn composed by Goudan: "I'd rather eat what Xiao'e has than eat what is laid in the ground, and I'd rather drink what Xiao'e has urinated than what has fallen in the pot...... Great willingness. Lu Zilin's hand was blocked. Xiao'e said: "You just said that today is black and I am alone, I haven't said anything yet, you are in a nonsense situation? You first fell asleep in Ansheng, I have something to ask you, is Xiaowen heavy?"

"Heavy. ”

"Who hit the first brush?"

"Dad! Who else could there be? Patriarch!"

"I heard that the second child is back?"

"It's back. This guy looks like he's still a tough guy. ”

"How is Hyowen's injury?"

"I don't need to ask! ”

"Did Mr. Xiaowen Xunleng read it?"

"What the are you doing with all this nonsense?"

Xiao'e was silent. On the day after punishing Xiaowen, Xiao'e heard the sound of gongs and shouts in the village alley, her whole body cramped, her scalp was numb, her legs were weak, and she couldn't sit still in the cave. She achieved her goal of revenge, but she did not enjoy the pleasure of revenge. After she dragged Xiaowen into the brick kiln with a vicious purpose, she was surprised to find that there was such a strange man as Xiaowen in the world, and she couldn't do it anymore when he put on his pants and untied his trouser belt, and she felt strange and funny at the time; Later, Xiaowen went into her cave many times according to her schedule, and it was still like that; she saw that every time he came to the cave in a hurry, he looked like a thief and a ghost, and he left in disappointment, so she couldn't help but sympathize with the poor man and said, "Forget it, you just came." Xiaowen smiled bitterly and said, "I also think that we don't have the ability to forget it, but I can't help it!" Until the night when Bai Jiaxuan fainted in the snow outside the cave door, Xiaowen had not yet entered her no longer precious body...... She couldn't sit still or stand in the cave, pretending to pull firewood and walked to the wheat straw stack at the edge of the kiln, her ears catching the movement in the village, and occasionally she could hear a conversation as people flocked to the ancestral hall. She no longer felt ridiculous when she thought of Xiaowen's panic on the kang in her kiln, but realized that he was indeed a good person who couldn't do bad things. She struggled to recall the scene when Hyo-moon led her people to beat her to a bloody mess, hoping to rekindle her hatred and stabilize her mind with the rationality of this revenge of retribution. As a result, I thought again and again in my heart, I really hurt someone!

Lu Zilin said impatiently: "What do you want to do with Xiaowen and Xiaowen? Let him suffer the sins that should be suffered! Let's have a hot fight today!" Xiao'e said: "Okay—yes!" As she spoke, she jumped on Lu Zilin's waist and abdomen and kicked down. Lu Zilin grinned and said, "Oh, yo......! I almost ruined my big intestines and liver!" Xiao'e stomped on his chest again. Lu Zilin shouted: "Kiss the ball, you broke the big ribs!" Lu Zilin was intoxicated with pleasure, and felt a burst of dampness and heat on his face, and Xiao'e peed on his face. Lu Zilin turned over and sat up, and slapped Xiao'e in the face: "**! You ......" Xiao'e asked: "Didn't you just say that today is dark, I can do ......what I want" Lu Zilin was annoyed and angry: "Give you a smile and forget your surname, what is the old? Give you a wheat straw and use it as a crutch!**! Talk to me and make trouble! I don't line up with you on the same scale pole!" Xiao'e jumped up:" You are offering in the Buddha Palace, I am curled up in the land hall; you are flying in the sky, I am drilling in the mud of the waterlogged pond; you are five people and six people in the security center, and I am opening a **shop and kiln courtyard in the rotten kiln! You are the Buddha, you are a god, you are a township covenant of five people and six people, what are you doing in my ** kiln! You go to the kiln and still want to become a god and a Buddha? You are amazing, we are now just walking on the streets of Bailu Town to see if people spit on me or spitting on you?" Lu Zilin hurriedly put on his clothes and pants and scolded again and again: "You are crazy, you are crazy! You shout at me to kill you again!" But when he didn't see Xiao'e reined, he hurriedly jumped off the kang and grabbed the door and went out of the kiln. Xiao'e stalked and scolded at the door of the kiln: "Luxiang asks you to remember me, I will also remember, I will pee on your face, I will pee on the face of Xiangxiang!"