Chapter 3 Self-isolation from the people
Shen Qingshan's chest thumped, like a bucket falling into a dry well. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info people can't get rid of their suppressed emotions, and they will lose some restraints after a long time.
He ran wildly against the wind and snow, like a mad camel. Camels have a gentle temperament, bear hardships and stand hard work, and go through the wind and sand to work hard for their masters. But if you start madness, you will become a blood-drinking demon, chase and kill your master thousands of miles away, destroy your family and destroy your family, and be a disaster.
His military career taught Shen Qingshan special skills, but he had nowhere to show them in a world of thousands of people. Finally, tonight, the sleeping thing in the body is awakened.
He stopped, the bloodshot on his eyeballs slowly fading. I only felt a chill from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, and my sanity returned.
Huang Mao fell on the side of the road, a pool of blood under him, the blood was frozen, and it glistened under the circle of the street lamp.
Shen Qingshan caught up with the person who stole the bicycle, and he didn't remember much about what happened after that, or didn't want to remember.
Reaching out and trying his snort, Shen Qingshan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers pressed on the carotid artery, but there was no response. Shen Qingshan's knees were weak, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and Huang Mao died!!
Shen Qingshan sat for five minutes and jumped up like a spring. Looking left and right, the wind and snow are combined, and the long street is pale and pale, with only a little purple in front of me.
He wanted to pick up Huang Mao, but he didn't hold it twice, and it was extremely heavy after he died. I had to push it in the snow and push it all the way to the roadside gutter.
Shen Qingshan lay on the ground, swept the snow soaked in blood and frozen into ice slag into the ditch, and filled in the snow next to him. buried the yellow hair tightly, and there was no sign to be seen, before pushing the bicycle and disappearing at the end of the long street.
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The earthy smell is mixed with the rotting smell of the leaves.
The winter in the north is bitter cold and indefinite.
In order to last until the beginning of spring, cellars are dug in the soil to store vegetables and eat.
A candle stood on the pile of cabbage, and the candle flame jumped, pressing Shen Qingshan's shadow against the wall, twisted and arrogant like a ghost. There was another man across from him, his hands covered with chilblains and one missing front tooth. At this time, he was gnawing on a radish with his frostbitten hands and missing teeth.
"Beautiful in the heart, crisp and sweet." The radish is broken with a tooth, and the cross-section is like the annual rings of a tree, purple and red and moist. He handed Shen Qingshan half of it: "Eat two bites, smooth air." ”
When Shen Qingshan saw the purple color, he felt sick to his stomach for a while, and waved his hand and said no.
"What? Do you want me to bury it? Huoyazi put the radish to Shen Qingshan's mouth and looked at him stunned.
There is a request for others, enduring nausea to take the turnip, and eat a bite, like eating poison.
"That's right, I know about you." Huoyazi took out the pager and said, "Lao Hei has ventilated with me, you kid doesn't know if there is that urine, don't drop the chain for us at that time." He suddenly glanced at Shen Qingshan suspiciously: "Didn't you say that you would come to me tomorrow, why did you come in the middle of the night?" In such a hurry? ”
Shen Qingshan took out an envelope in his arms and slapped it in Huoyazi's arms: "I want to take one more person with me." ”
"What?" Huoyazi was immediately alert, and his hands tightened in his military coat. It's a hard spot on the clothes, it's a gun!
Shen Qingshan kept smiling: "Don't be anxious first, you listen to me." With more people and more care, I have no bottom in my heart when I am abroad. ”
He rubbed the envelope in a thin layer. The corners of Shen Qingshan's eyes twitched, and he took out an envelope and slapped it in his arms.
"Okay." Huoyazi picked up the envelope and smiled: "You have to bring the person, you can bear it yourself if something happens, we don't care." The money is still 50,000, and there is not a penny more. ”
"Done." Shen Qingshan nodded.
Huoyazi opened a cigarette case, wrote two numbers on it, and said: "When you go to Dalian, hit the one above, and he will send you away." When you go to South Korea, he will pick you up. The rest, it's up to you. ”
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When Shen Qingshan returned home, his son had already fallen asleep, and he was scooped up from the kang by his cold palm, so angry that his son screamed. Shen Qingshan said, "Get up and get dressed, Dad will take you somewhere." ”
"Where?" The son was sleepy-eyed and crawled towards the kang with his shoulders bent. Shen Qingshan grabbed his ankle and dragged him back, and put clothes on his body without hesitation.
Finally dressed neatly, Shen Qingshan said, "Put down the schoolbag." ”
The son shook the small schoolbag with the Transformers drawn, shook his head and said, "I can't put it, I have to hand in my homework tomorrow." By the way, Dad, when will I pay the tuition? ”
Shen Qingshan's eyes were sour: "Deliver, this will be delivered." ”
The father and son came to the house, the sky was like ink, there were no stars and no moon. Only the snow on the ground reflects the fluorescence, which is like a stage. It's just that this stage is big and scary.
Shen Qingshan slipped a "general" lock in his hand, measured it on the door nose for a long time, and finally threw it on the ground, thinking: "No lock, I'll come back sooner or later." ”
Unexpectedly, the son bent down to pick it up, clicked and locked the door, and said with a smile: "Dad, why don't you lock the door." ”
Alas......
Shen Qingshan sighed heavily.
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The hospital was silent, and a faint light emanated from the end of the hallway.
The son was scared and grabbed Shen Qingshan's hand tightly. The two came to the outside of Shen Qingshan's wife's hospital room and stood at the door without entering.
"Son, look at your mother again." Shen Qingshan picked up his son and asked him to look in from the window.
The son opened his mouth to shout "Mom", but was covered by Shen Qingshan, and "Mom" was held in his throat.
Shen Qingshan tasted the salty taste, and tears flowed down his lips. He turned his head vigorously and muttered, "Wife, I'm sorry. ”
The father and son took the train to Dalian overnight, and the son cried endlessly on the way, and Shen Qingshan swore to the sky that he would take him back soon. Only then did he stop his son's crying and fell asleep in Shen Qingshan's arms, his eyes wet.
Coastal cities are even colder, with dampness in the wind, salty and greasy, sticking to the skin for a long time, and the coolness goes straight to the bone marrow. Shen Qingshan was afraid that his son would suffer from the cold, so he ate hot noodle soup and didn't find a place to call until his head was sweaty.
The connector didn't talk much, his face was rusty, and he took them to a two-story building. Eating, drinking, and Lazar were all in the house, and they were not allowed to go out, and three days later, in the early morning, they boarded the boat on the seashore.
Everyone was locked in the fish cabin, and only when the meal was served, the light was open, and the sunlight hit the ground obliquely like a guillotine. On the way, some people died, some were beaten by the boat boss, and some were wheeled. Traitor. Shen Qingshan fought with his life to protect his son, 38 people when he got on the boat, and 8 people when he got off the boat.
The son asked, "Dad, what kind of place is this?" ”
Shen Qingshan said: "Yellow Sea. ”
"Is the sea yellow?"
"It's red!"
Years later, Shen Qingshan recalled that if he hadn't taken his son away at that time, maybe he would have become a better person.
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Four days later.
The crescent moon hooks the remnant clouds.
Fishing boats docked. The eight sick people were lying down more than standing, because they could not stand.
Shen Qingshan left a trace of clarity, he looked around, the waves were like silver snakes, crashing on the shore, and rolling away. There is not a single light in this place, and I know that it has been sold, this is not South Korea, it is an overseas island.
A green-headed truck was on the shore to meet them, and two people stood next to the car, one of them carrying a big stick, with a round front and back, and was shiny with oil. When someone got into the car, he first hit the man on the back, and beat the man until he lay on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, and then waved his hand to let his accomplice carry him to the car.
Shen Qingshan has heard of this way, and the ancestor called it "Killing Might"!
These eight people have already lost half their lives, and they are confused and delirious. Someone pointed in the direction and followed.
When it came to Shen Qingshan, he stiffened his neck and received a blow. He quickly hugged his son and prayed: "He is still a child, he can't stand this stick, and he wants to beat the bad guys." ”
The person carrying the stick had a wide eye, and when he spoke, his mouth was full of wine: "Gua Wazi, I know." If you don't spank your back or spank, no one can escape this stick. ”
Who knew that his son was stubborn: "You can't beat your ass, why are you beating me?" ”