"Chen Cripple...... Gold? Li Zhizhong couldn't help but tremble. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing Li Zhizhong's words, several nephews immediately looked at each other, and found that everyone's eyes were full of surprise and fear.

When Chen Jin was at his most prosperous, these sons and nephews of the old Li family were in the rebellious period of their youth, and they regarded Chen Jin as an idol countless times, because they had heard from the people in the village that Chen Cripple had been a soldier and had been injured in battles, and he was a combat hero. And what is most admired by the rebellious teenagers in the period of high hormones in adolescence is that Chen Cripple is famous on the road of Yannan City - the children in the countryside who are brave and ruthless have almost stupid false worship ideas, and regard many bad people as idols to learn and imitate.

With the passage of time, as they grew up, they almost forgot the appearance of Chen Cripple, and in these years in Shili and Eight Townships, especially in Lianggouji Village, the people of the old Li family were arrogant and domineering, and they always felt that no one was afraid.

Even if Chen Cripple comes back, what can he do?

But today, when they suddenly saw this strongman who had left a deep imprint in their hearts, appear in front of them, they were completely subconscious, and they felt fear, an irrepressible, self-comforting fear.

Chen Cripple, who was once famous on Yannan City Road, was imprisoned for several years......

Today, it's back!

"Who should I be, it turned out to be Li Zhizhong." Chen Jin laughed in a hoarse voice: "What's the matter? If you don't want to be a village head, do you become a township head or a county head? Such a majestic man, Chinese New Year's Eve'er led someone to demolish my house, and beat my son......"

"Chen Jin, oh no, gold ......" Li Zhizhong hesitated in embarrassment, knowing that it was difficult to explain this matter today, but he was blocked in the yard by Chen Jin, who had just returned home from prison, and there must be an explanation - playing tricks with Chen Cripple? Li Zhizhong, who has a deep-seated fear of Chen Cripple in his heart, does not have that guts. Finally, Li Zhizhong gritted his teeth and said: "Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, you just came back again, I don't want to give you bad luck, what's going on, you ask your son!" ”

After saying that, Li Zhizhong waved his hand and walked out with a few nephews.

Walking past Chen Jin, several people quickened their pace.

Just as they had just bypassed the shadow wall and walked downstairs, they heard Chen Jin's low and hoarse voice coming from the courtyard behind: "Li Zhizhong, I, Chen Jin, have always been reasonable, and when I ask me what is going on, I will find you a theory." ”

Li Zhizhong didn't dare to respond and left in a hurry.

When the night has been completely closed, the lights of the houses in the village are lit up, and the stars are shining in the sky.

I don't know who took the lead in lighting the firecrackers before the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and then as if a signal was issued, the village resounded one after another dense firecrackers and firecrackers, everywhere the fire flickered, and the smell of gunpowder permeated the streets and alleys.

In the front yard of Chen's house with an open street door in the east of the village.

Chen Zimo had already gotten up from the ground, he wiped the blood stains oozing from the corners of his mouth and nose, patted the dust on his body, did not go back to the house, and did not take the initiative to talk to his father, his heart was agitated and uneasy, and he was even unaware of the pain all over his body after being beaten. When he saw his father come back just now, he curled up on the ground and endured the pain and humiliation, and almost instantly burst into tears, but then, his hatred for his father became more and more intense:

If his father could have left his mother behind, how could he become the child who was laughed at by others?

If his father didn't do bad things or commit crimes, and wouldn't have been arrested and imprisoned, how could he take the initiative to find the god stick Hu Si when he was young, and he lived with his godfather who was ridiculed for more than five years, and was bullied, ridiculed, and abused countless times, looked down upon, and suffered from almost everyone's eyes and contempt every day, and he lived almost without any dignity in school and in the village.

If his father hadn't been imprisoned back then, would Li Zhizhong still bully him? Will the Li family beat him several times?

……

Chen Jin stood motionless in the courtyard, quietly looking at the familiar and strange child - when he was arrested and imprisoned, his son was only nine years old, and now, it seems that he is almost 1.7 meters tall, right?

But he was dressed shabby, like a beggar......

"Self-silence?" Chen Jin called softly, his tone choked, tears glistening in his eyes.

Chen Zimo raised his eyelids and looked at his father, then looked to the side, tears pouring down.

The sound of firecrackers and firecrackers in the village resounded in the night sky.

"Self-silence...... Chen Jin called again.

Chen Zimo lowered his head and did not respond, one foot on tiptoe, rubbing on the ground, but he just didn't speak.

Chen Jin raised his hand to wipe away the tears that could not help flowing from the corners of his eyes, tilted his face and closed his eyes and took a deep breath -- once his parents died when he was young, he joined the army at the age of eighteen, and at the age of twenty-three, he led a group of brothers on the battlefield to fight the enemy to the death, stabbing several enemies, and his comrades-in-arms used their bodies to block bullets with each other, and his left leg was hit by two bullets, but he still crawled and charged, throwing grenades to kill the enemy until he captured the enemy's position. At that time, he was honorably discharged from the army with the rank of captain and a stump on his back, but he voluntarily gave up his well-paid job to his comrades-in-arms, stepped into the society to do business alone, and later got married and had children, clashed with evil forces, and then embarked on another unjust road, became famous, gained fame and fortune, and divorced...... Until he was imprisoned that year, Chen Cripple never shed tears and never regretted it.

It's hard-hearted!

But today, Chen Jin suddenly felt that tears came out of his eyes, and after wiping them away, he looked up and tried to hold back, but the tears still rolled down his cheeks.

This is family affection.

It is the remorse and self-blame of being a father but not fulfilling his fatherly responsibilities.

Yes, heartache.

Chen Jin raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and said softly with a pleading tone: "Dad is hungry, do you have anything to eat at home?" ”

"I'm going to cook dumplings." Chen Zimo turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Chen Jin stopped to look around at the empty, miserable courtyard in winter, and only after more than ten seconds did he carry his bag and enter the kitchen of the West Chamber.

In the kitchen, the lights are dim.

Chen Jin put the canvas bag at the door, walked to the small wooden table in the square, and sat on a low stool, on the wooden table and the chair next to it, there were also porcelain basins, panels, and small rolling pins for stuffing.

Being able to eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year means that life is ...... Okay, right?

Chen Jin looked at his son, who was dressed shabby and shabby, thin and weak, and had a strange appearance, who was standing on the stove to add water to the boiling pot of boiling water, his white face and hands were still stained with blood, and his shabby clothes were dirty.

The freshly boiled aroma of dumplings wafted into Chen Jin's sour nostrils with the steaming heat.

How did my son grow up over the years?

"Self-silence...... Chen Jin called softly

Chen Zimo, who had his back to his father, trembled slightly, and did not respond, but just picked up the fence and supported the dumplings in the pot.

Chen Jin sighed heavily, pulled out the snot from his sour nose, raised his hand to wipe the tears from his face, and clearly felt the tears flowing out uncontrollably. He smiled wryly and shook his head, thinking to himself that he also had this day of crying?

Over the years in prison, I have missed and worried about my son countless times, but after all, I have never shed tears, nor have I regretted the past.

Can ...... now

What a regret for not being at the beginning!

After the dumplings were cooked, Chen Zimo put the dumplings into three white porcelain plates, brought them to the small table, turned over and went back to get chopsticks, sat down and picked up the chopsticks and ate the dumplings, after eating two in a row, he found that his father had not eaten and had been looking at him, so he hesitated slightly, glanced at his father, avoided his gaze, lowered his head and said while eating: "There is no vinegar at home, and there is no other dipping sauce, so make do with it." ”

Chen Jin was stunned, smiled bitterly and picked up the chopsticks and put the dumplings in his mouth.

"You did it yourself?" Chen Jin asked.

"Who else?" Chen Zimo replied lukewarmly.

Chen Jin was choked, but he was not angry, but was particularly surprised because his son replied to his question, and he asked again: "Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, why did Li Zhizhong bring someone to our house to beat you?" ”

Chen Zimo didn't look up, paused slightly, and then ate dumplings without answering his father's question.

He hated his father.

When his father came back today, he happened to meet Li Zhizhong and his four sons and nephews by leading people to beat him, Chen Zimo thought that his father, who was once famous and no one dared to provoke him, would inevitably say a word and stepped forward to teach Li Zhizhong and his four sons and nephews a hard lesson.

However, my father was like a sick tiger who had been stripped of his claws and deprived of his strength.

All that remains is the bluff.

After waiting for a long time and not getting an answer from his son, Chen Jin was helpless, turned his head to look at the kitchen, and found that there were no extra dumplings, so he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "Zimo, there are no dumplings to eat from tomorrow on the fifth watch?" ”

Chen Zimo rolled his eyelids and glanced at his father, and sneered: "I just made one person's, and there was one more mouth in the house, so I had to boil it all in." ”

"Oh." Chen Jin smiled bitterly.

Chen Zimo devoured one plate, took two dumplings from another plate and ate them, got up and said, "I'll go and clean up the East House out of a bedroom, oh yes, remember not to go to the backyard casually in the future." ”

"Why?" Chen Jin asked in amazement.

Chen Zimo didn't answer, took a firecracker and went out, and lit it in the courtyard.

The crackling firecracker sound lasted only about a few seconds before it stopped. Chen Zimo stood in the courtyard with a sluggish expression.

In the past few years, he has almost forgotten that his father will come back one day.

I never thought that today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and my father suddenly came home from prison after dark. Fortunately, except for the bedding in the bedroom of the backyard hall house because he has hardly gone to it all these years, all the bedding is damp and rotten, and he will often take out the bedding stored in other houses to dry, and over the years, he has also given a few bedding to his godfather. Therefore, it is not so that the father, who has just been released from prison, does not even have a bedding at night in the cold winter season.