86_86322 Lu Butcher is not a rich man, the number of incense is very similar to the price given by people in the countryside, but I still decided to help this, first, I think this matter is interesting, and second, I want to do good, I don't know what good is, I can only look for it in action.

More than an hour passed, and everyone finished eating. And the confused man was still lying on his stomach and snoring soundly asleep. After saying hello to the bald man Chen and asking him to take good care of the fool for me, I followed Butcher Lu out of the haunted house and walked to his house.

Along the way, Lu Butcher and I chatted, mostly asking about some taboos in feng shui, and also told me some about the customs of Fengyang Town.

"Big brother, do you have a big cigarette? Okay, sell me some, okay. "Walking on the gravel road in the village, suddenly came out of the ragged old woman, the old woman was full of stench, as if she had crawled out of a garbage heap.

"Big smoke, there is a ......" For the old woman's strange behavior, Lu Butcher was accustomed to it, took out a little tobacco from the pouch on his waist, and handed it to the old woman with both hands.

"Hua Po, take the big cigarette, don't lose it, wait for your eldest son to smoke it for him?" I was so surprised that I wanted to ask, but Butcher Lu gave me a look.

The old woman took the small packet of cigarettes and drooled and smirked, looked at the baby in her hand, and muttered: "Okay, good, Xiaofei has a big cigarette this time." With a smirk, she clapped her palms, and when she turned around, she kicked a rock under her feet and was about to fall to the ground.

"Be careful......," I exclaimed, and then an exclamation came from afar: "Mom." "When I lifted the old lady up, I saw a thin middle-aged woman standing at the door of the farmhouse, and a child standing beside her. The child and the woman were very sallow, dirty, and thin as wood.

The middle-aged woman picked up the old woman and hurriedly came up to apologize to the two of us, and Lu Butcher was not angry, but waved his hand very gently and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Strange to say, when I came out of the haunted house, I was still in a good mood, at least enjoying the scenery of the town, and the whole person felt refreshed. But for some reason, when the middle-aged woman, children, and the old woman approached me, I suddenly felt a trace of disgust in my heart, unspeakable disgust, disgust......

"What do they do? Big smoke, is it tobacco? "I didn't dare to ask Butcher Lu until they were far away.

Guangdong and Guangzhou, as well as Yunnan have the habit of smoking hookah, a very large bamboo tube, there is a filter pipe, the bamboo tube is put with water, when the smoke addiction comes up, put the tobacco leaves and light it, snoring is a mouthful, if it is put in the white sugar water, the aftertaste is sweeter. It is loved by many old people. The tobacco leaves used to smoke this pipe are also known as shredded tobacco. It's just that I remember that Dayan obviously didn't describe tobacco, and Dayan was another name for opium wherever it was

"Of course, the big smoke doesn't mean tobacco, alas, it's also a poor person." Lu Butcher sighed and said to me, "Let's go, let's talk as we go." ”

"The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are a family in Fengyang Town, the mother-in-law's surname is Hua, and the daughter-in-law's name is Apple, she is the adopted daughter of the flower woman, and later became her daughter-in-law, and the family was originally good" While walking, Butcher Lu told me about the situation of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Hua Po's family is an ordinary family in Fengyang Town, living a plain life. And Hua Po will go crazy, and the mutation in the family is because of his son. Once, Hua Po's son Xiaofei went out to smuggle parallel goods in other places, and when he came back, he became addicted to the bad habit of smoking. That is, as the saying goes, white powder, methamphetamine. If you don't quit this thing, it is estimated that you will be useless in this life.

The paralysis of drugs has made Xiaofei's temperament change greatly, becoming lazy, addicted to gambling, and reduced from a normal person to a whimsical gangster, dreaming of getting rich overnight all day long, immersed in the paralysis of drugs.

"Knowing that he is taking drugs, does his family care about him? And this flower woman, how can she help her son ask for drugs everywhere. "If Da Yan means drugs, then the old woman's actions are conniving at her son's drug use.

"Tube, of course you have to take care of it, but think about it, who cares about people who are addicted to white powder. Anyone who touches this thing is basically inhumane and can be sentenced to death. After a pause, Lu Butcher said with regret and sigh: "At the beginning, Hua Po cried and scolded, and locked Xiaofei in the house, not giving him food or drink, thinking that he could get rid of drug addiction. Who knew that just a few days ago, Xiao Fei suddenly ...... I can't say go, it's just no different from a dead person. ”

Later, the flower mother-in-law couldn't stand the stimulation, and the person went crazy. Wandering at the door of the house all day, when I saw someone, I asked, "Do you have a big smoke?" Can you sell me a little? People passing by pretended that the tobacco was a drug, took it out and stuffed it into Hua Po's hand. Some people want Hua Po to face the reality, so they try to say tactfully: "Hua Po, the big smoke hurts the body, don't let your son eat it." ”

At this time, the flower woman will always return to normal for a moment: "My son loves to eat, how can I stop it when I am a mother." If you have pity on me, give me a little, and I will pay you back when I make money. If others stubbornly refuse to give, Hua Po will cry and beg: "It's me who is useless, it's me who is not good, and I can't even afford what the child wants to eat." And people can't help but stuff the whole bag of tobacco in their hands to her.

Hearing this, I lost my mind for a moment, and an indescribable feeling welled up in my heart. I remembered a madman in Yanggu Village. In Yanggu before, there was such a similar example

The crazy old man in Yanggu Village is called Yang Tang, and people call him Six-Fingered Yang, who died of his wife very early, and relied on catching snakes for his children to study. The reason why he has this nickname is because he has only six fingers. And the other four, when catching snakes, were accidentally bitten by poisonous snakes and were forced to cut down

Rural people have a limited level of education, and probably only know the words "everything is inferior, only reading is high" and "filial piety comes out under the stick". The father has no education and no knowledge, so he likes his children to read more books. Therefore, Yang Tang has been strict with his son since he was a child. And although his son has good grades, he has a hobby, which is to read comic books.

In Yang Tang's opinion, this is not a proper job, especially after knowing that his son was accepted by the teacher for reading comics in class, he was even more furious, as long as he saw his son holding up a comic book, he would grab a stick. Once, the child was caught by Yang Tang hiding in the toilet and reading comics, Yang Tang confiscated it as always, picked up a stick and beat his son.

But Yang Tang's son has reached adolescence, has a rebellious mentality, and is no longer afraid of sticks, she did a gambling thing, and ran away from home on the same day, but no one expected that this time it would be yin and yang isolation.

The body of Yang Tang's son was found on the road, and he fell down the mountain and fell to his death. The moment he saw his son's corpse, Yang Tang, who was crying, silently took out the comic book he had collected from the child and put it on the desk where his son was writing.

Since then, Yanggu Village has one less snake catcher and one more madman. It was about dusk, when the children were out of school, and this madman would always sit on the stone steps at the door, staring blankly at the children returning from school, and always muttering, "Son, there are comic books at home, come back and read them." Dad won't hit you again. ”

His consciousness returned to the beginning, just like today's Hua Po, with a strong sense of guilt, back to when he stopped the child from sucking white powder. In fact, it is not them who are at fault, but they are immersed in a world of guilt. Six-fingered Yang is like this, and so is Hua Po. After Hua Po went crazy, she complained about her incompetence, couldn't afford to buy big cigarettes for her son to smoke, and couldn't even do what the child liked.

In this world, the person who is hurt the most by you is often the person who loves you the most, and it is easy for you to hurt him, and he has no defense against you. After being hurt by you, he will never resist and will never feel that you deserve it. Once you're gone, you'll leave behind a lifetime of damage. When others saw this, they could only sigh silently: pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

A drizzle fell from the sky in Fengyang Town, and God grieved with me and shed tears. It was raining, and Lu Butcher and I had to go into the town's shops to take shelter from the rain.

"Catch some rain, I'll be useful later." I said to Butcher Lu, worried that the bag would get wet, and the guys were all wet, so I quickly sat down in a chair and pulled out all the contents of the bag.

Because it was a problem with the house, I had prepared a compass in advance, but just as I was worried about the compass getting into the water, I hurriedly wiped it with a towel, but the pointer on the compass made my eyes stink.

The middle part of the two red lines (Tianxin Ten Paths) that penetrate the upper and lower left and right sides has become a little dark, and the most important pointer of the inner disk has failed, and it is rotating disorderly in the circle.

"What did you just say? Is Granny Hua's son dead, or is he not dead. Looking up, I asked the butcher of Lou who was catching the rain outside the house