CHAPTER XII 2
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I could feel that the horse cannon had been waiting for me for a long time.
Before County Magistrate Hu finished his introduction, Ma Dabao was already holding my hand tightly, looking at my face intently, and his burning gaze had to make my eyes avoid looking at the white clouds in the sky, floating leisurely.
Ma Cannon let us into the house, and an elderly grandmother beckoned us to be seated. Ma Cannon introduced me and said, "This is my grandmother. I quickly got up and helped the sweaty grandmother who was pouring milk tea with me, and said, "Grandma, thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work, I'm sorry for you!" "I'm afraid that my grandmother will be old, so I deliberately amplified my voice.
The old grandmother said slowly: "It's not hard, it's good to come, it's good to come, it's good to come, the cannon is looking forward to you coming every day." "The first time I heard the name of the horse cannon, I thought it must have a origin, related to heavy weapons. When I asked my grandmother to call the cannon, I felt that the name must have a origin, and I was very curious.
The room was steaming, milk tea was hot on the stove, and several dishes prepared on the dinner table were steaming. There are not many furniture, and they are very old, but they are all functional, as if one less piece is missing, and life is not possible.
Ma Cannon urged us to hurry into the eating process, afraid that we would be hungry. County Magistrate Hu made a few brief remarks, such as the leader's visit to the poor workers has no substance. As soon as the amount of wine from Ma Dacannon came up, I was taken aback, and I drank three glasses in a row. I've never seen anyone drink like this, and in his words, it's a warm welcome to our arrival. Ma Cannon didn't take a breath, so he wanted to respect me, and County Magistrate Hu and Director Lin were also instigating. I said that I toasted my grandmother first with my first glass of wine, and it was really hard to cook such a large table of dishes at such an age. The old grandmother was reluctant to sit at the table, and politely agreed to take a sip for a long time. Seeing the old grandmother squinting her eyes and a smile carved into the deeper wrinkles, I said, "I wish the old grandmother eternal health!" Director Lin echoed and said, "The old man will definitely live to be 100 years old." The tone of the words is conclusive, as if she is the Lord of Hades.
The grandmother failed to live up to our wishes and expectations and passed away three years later. She bore the consequences of the failure of Ma Cannon's greening project, was shocked and frightened, hurriedly put away her life's itinerary, walked through a bitter and sad life, and left. When she died, she called the name of one of her only relatives in the world - Cannon, my grandson...... Cannons, my grandson—echoed in the vast sky.
Why do innocent people always bear the burden of mistakes?
Ma Cannon couldn't understand that in the days I spent with him in the days that followed, as soon as I mentioned it, he shed tears of pain.
The common people have to pay for the loss of property and life caused by corrupt officials. They slapped their heads and came up with a crooked idea, swept away property of unknown origin, and slapped their butts to unknown whereabouts. No matter how the origin is unknown, the property will always belong to the people, but it is not at the disposal of the people, that is, the origin is unknown. Most of the mistakes of her husband's cheating are also borne by her wife. From the day they learned that their husbands were out of flowers, their faces seemed to be injected with senescence, and in a few sleepless nights, the flowers fell, leaving only dead branches. Until he became insane, the furniture and children became a place to vent his anger, and he was tortured to death with nowhere to go. It's more about torturing myself, forcing myself to wash myself around, my body is incomplete, and I always fantasize about restoring my former appearance, but time is no more, looking up at the night and sighing, and I can't return to the sky.
County Magistrate Hu said: "Ma Cannon is well-known in their area, and he is the first person to take the lead in getting rich. The government is determined to vigorously support and create the first grassland entrepreneur. ”
Ma Cannon didn't seem to know how to thank the party and the government, and wanted to drink desperately in return. He is like a warrior who is charging forward for the party-state and the people on the battlefield, shouting long live China, long live socialism, clinking glasses with us in turn, and has the momentum of drinking us all under the table.
The horse cannon fell first. The old grandmother poured him three bowls of freshly squeezed goat milk, and he didn't stop kicking his legs and waving his arms on the kang. With milk flowing from the corner of his mouth, he muttered, "Brother Hu, you can rest easy." I...... How can I have a horse cannon, let the eldest brother take a fancy to it, and the younger brother ...... Little brother, I, am willing to follow the work of dogs and horses, and sell me as a cow and horse, and ...... You also have to give your eldest brother a long face, and you have to fight for the throne of the secretary's leader for your eldest brother by smashing pots and selling iron. ”
Director Lin wiped the milk on Ma Cannon's mouth, and one mouth was a ball of paper, and the other mouth was a ball of paper. Ma Cannon muttered words, resisted or gushed out with milk, and was overwhelmed by the toilet paper in Director Lin's hand and the sweet words in his mouth. Director Lin said: "Cannon, cannon, sleep well, sleep well, ah, obedient." ”
Tears flowed from Ma Cannon's eyes. He struggled a few more times, and Director Lin reassured him again and again. He seemed to take Director Lin to sleep, his rapid breathing splashed with milk droplets, and he fell asleep.
County Magistrate Hu was crooked and was held by Director Lin's arm and got into the car.
The grassland at dusk is sprinkled with a thin layer of blood by the setting sun, like a misty mist. There was indeed a mist rising at the end of the sky, connecting the clouds, like the picture of a mirage.
The jeep was gone.
The old woman was still standing in the doorway, looking into the distance, looking forward to the return.
I helped my grandmother back to the house, and the snoring of the horse cannon was thick.
That's how I got acquainted with Ma Cannon. The fate of the important time in my life is also tied to the horse cannon.
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