The weather was sweltering, Lao Shen sweated through the back of his clothes, knelt on the ground and got up for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info lit two cigarettes and handed one to Shen Qingshan. Until the cigarette burns out, and a pair of eyes light up in the smoke.

"You asked me, can I escape? I'm telling you now, yes! And take your son, and run away together. ”

Old Shen's words were like rolling thunder, hitting Shen Qingshan's heart. He grabbed Lao Shen's hands, and his voice trembled: "Say, how to do it?" What do you want me to do? ”

Ten years ago, when I went to Yangcheng to visit relatives, I chatted with people at the train station and smoked a cigarette from him. After I lost my memory, I woke up again, and I had come to the island. Working day and night, without food, the people around him died of illness and exhaustion one after another. Someone tries to escape, and as a result, you know, there is no way to escape, and when you get it back, it becomes fertilizer.

I worked hard and never did much, and after two years, my boss decided that I had no will to escape, and brainwashed me into a robot who was content with the status quo. Hearing this, Shen Qingshan's eyes swept to the flower shed in the distance, the worker's face was expressionless, and raising his hands and feet was comparable to the same standard as if he had calculated. Glory and wealth will get used to it, and perverted abuse will also get used to it.

Lao Shen waited for him to digest it, and continued.

I did everything I could to make myself look loyal. I took the opportunity to go out to buy groceries and planned for two years before I made the first and last phone call. The phone called the town government to express the predicament, and the other party said to find out the truth as soon as possible, and if it is true, he will definitely save me out. Don't look at me with suspicion, I'm covered in sores and mixed in the pile of pig food. I used to be a reserve cadre, and I know very well how to call.

It's another year, and the rescue is sinking into the sea.

I was disheartened when I met a man in the market.

It's the old woman.

She's my mom!!

After receiving the call, the town went to check with her, and my mother passed out directly, and she looked for me for two and a half years without any news. I am the main labor force in the family, and after the disappearance, the family's fortune will inevitably plummet, and my wife does not want to suffer from poverty and hardship, so she takes her children away from home. My father died in the cowshed at an early age, leaving my mother alone. At this time, grasp the life-saving straw, dwell on it to the end, and never let go. However, due to historical reasons, my case was put on hold.

My mother, who is close to her sixtieth birthday, actually found this place through that phone number. She ran to tell each other, but no one believed him, so she had no choice but to sell her family property. Two and a half mud houses, a bicycle, a sewing machine.

She took all her money, lasted a year and three months, endured all the hardships, went to the island, and found me!!

Old Shen's eyes were red, tears flowed, and his shoulders twitched suppressedly. He suddenly crouched down, pulling at a pile of rotten potato seeds.

At this time, Jin Dabang came in with a big stick, swept the two of them with a dawt, and shouted, "What are you doing? Yo...... Still smoking? Where did you come from, you think this is a nursing home? ”

Shen Qingshan hurriedly took out a cigarette and handed it over, looked up and said with a smile: "When I went out to buy vegetables today, Brother Hu saw that we were working hard and gave half a pack." Jin Dabang slapped his cigarette away, and said in disgust: "Who the fuck smokes your broken cigarette, get out of here." As he spoke, he suddenly laughed and asked, "I say, what about your son?" ”

"Sleeping in the house, the child is too small to stay up late. Thanks to the care of the big brothers, he wouldn't have had a good life. ”

"Okay, you're busy, I'll go see your son."

The golden stick turned around and went into the back room with a curtain lifted.

Soon the screams of his son could be heard.

Yes!!!

What are you doing, Uncle Jin, what are you doing with my pants!!

Uncle Jin, don't be like this, I'm afraid!!

Father...... Father...... Help me......

Father!!!

Heartbreaking, the immature child's voice pierced Shen Qingshan's heart.

He picked up the rusty kitchen knife, and his throat and eyes were like a fire, burning his eyes to the point of tears. Lao Shen stopped him, pushed his shoulder, and shook his head gently.

There were also thirteen sturdy men outside the shed, four of whom had guns on their bodies. If Shen Qingshan dared to touch the golden stick, he and his son would definitely die, and it would be common for people to die in the flower shed.

He was so tired that he couldn't even move his fingers.

Shen Qingshan hunched his back, panting heavily, like a shrimp.

The son's screams turned into screams, and the screams turned into cries.

"!!"

A person walked in at the door of the black rumbling dong, it was Xiaohu. He scolded all the way, and was in a very bad mood.

Shen Qingshan's dead eyes burst into light, staring at him stunned, his tattered hurdle vest shaking violently. Xiao Hu was thoughtful, didn't say a word, and rushed straight into the back room.

"What the do you still want to do this? Mr. Chen is here, and he is looking for you to ****. ”

The curtain of the door flickered, and Xiao Hu stumbled out with a golden stick. Old Shen quietly removed the kitchen knife in Shen Qingshan's hand and tucked in a cabbage.

"Wait...... Wait......"

Jin Dabang frowned and suddenly turned back into the house. Shen Qingshan's heart that had just been put down was lifted again, and his son yelled desperately in the house.

"Stop shouting, what a big deal."

Jin Dabang picked up the big stick, and complained to Xiaohu while holding his pants in one hand: "As soon as you fucking touched your ass, you came to bad things for Lao Tzu." ”

"Slippery, who is Mr. Chen? If you want to die, no one will stop you!! Little Hu kicked him, and the two of them ran into the night.

When the two of them talked far away, Shen Qingshan hurriedly rushed to his son, but he couldn't move half a step at the door. There was a thin figure nesting in the dirty quilt cover, no crying, no expression, looking at Shen Qingshan dementedly.

called: "Dad......"

Shen Qingshan immediately collapsed and fell to his knees. He hid his face and howled, but swallowed it back immediately, only to make a smothering sound in his throat.

Lao Shen sighed, he had seen this kind of person, someone who was forced into hell.

……

The next day at noon.

Shen Qingshan was holding a rotten cabbage and peeling the skin, and the black iron pot was cooking food, and the rancid smell mixed with dampness and heat made people sweat.

A cigarette came from his ear, and Shen Qingshan turned around, it was Xiaohu.

"Rest for a while, are you afraid that you won't have any work?"

Little Hu pulled over the chair and sat in the ventilated place at the door. Shen Qingshan tucked the cigarette behind his ear and squatted without moving.

The corners of his eyes were raised: "What's wrong?" Something on your mind? ”

"Nope." Shen Qingshan denied it repeatedly.

"It's okay, and if there's something to hide. Go to the market in the afternoon, cheer up, don't mess me up. Xiao Hu remembered the last attack, and still had palpitations, if the knife stabbed him, he would definitely be dead.

"Hmm." Shen Qingshan drooped his head and was listless.

Last night hit him hard, he single-handedly ruined his family and pushed things to a desperate situation. The wife may have died of illness, dying in despair in pain and suffering, without even a loved one who grabbed her hand to take her last journey. He could imagine that in the ice and snow, a lonely woman waited for his man until the end.

My son was abused, injured and sick, and spent his days in fear.

Husband and father, two identities, he failed to take on either.

The pain is the same, Xiaohu doesn't need to guess, he can understand a rough idea. His already cold heart moved at that moment, and he suddenly blurted out: "It won't be long before I let you go, stick to it." ”

Shen Qingshan suddenly raised his head: "Really? ”

"Hmm." Xiao Hu shrugged his shoulders and said with disappointment: "Mr. Chen is here, and he said that he will close the flower shed in a month." ”

"Why?" Shen Qingshan didn't believe it.

Xiao Hu frowned and explained: "Mr. Chen said that science and technology are progressing too fast, do you know computers? With the push of a few buttons, all the planting process is completed automatically, and no manpower is required at all. Those strange orchid varieties have cultivation techniques, what genes and messy things, anyway, orchids are worthless, like raising a pig. ”

Xiao Hu paused, leaned over and whispered: "Mr. Chen is smart, that head, one top of us ten." He said that the next 50 years will be the world of real estate, and selling houses will make more money than selling drugs, and it will be legal. Who the is messing around with a head? Mr. Chen has a way, and he will definitely be able to make a fortune, haha...... There's someone up there. ”

"Don't worry, a good day is coming, don't be sad all day long, smile." Xiao Hu flicked the cigarette butt and turned to leave. Shen Qingshan smiled all over his face and watched him walk into the flower shed in the distance.

Looking back, the smile immediately disappeared and was replaced by horror.

……

Old Shen was like a wild dog, pouting and digging a pit in the ground. He was respectful, his expression was serious, he was holding half a cigarette in the palm of his hand, and his filter mouth was red and bloodstained.

The smoke was put into the pit, and the chicken's claw-like hand was held through the floating soil, filling the pit, and finally patting it with his hand. I got up, not at ease, and stood up and stepped on it a few more times.

At the end, he bowed deeply.

Worship is half a cloud of smoke.