Xiao Fei knew nothing about the riot caused by a misunderstanding of a telegram.

He took the train back to City X at 3 a.m. on August 28, and he could take the long-distance bus home in less than two hours, and it was not cost-effective to go back to the hotel at this time. He decided to stay in the waiting room until 5 a.m. and then take the morning bus home from the train station.

The waiting room in the early hours of the morning is still bustling with people.

Xiao Fei had slept enough on the train, but he was not sleepy at this time, so he took out a manuscript paper, used a book to cushion it, and wrote the manuscript.

I haven't been going to sh for more than a week, and I haven't touched my pen much.

The column for the Z City Evening News is almost time to be delivered again, and the essay written for the harvest also needs to be carefully considered, and strive to write a high-quality product.

Although there was chaos in the waiting room, as soon as he calmed down, the hustle and bustle faded away. The pen is on the paper, and the "brush brush" is like the spring rain running silently, like the spring encroaching on mulberry leaves.

Xiao Fei writes very smoothly.

But when he was about to finish writing a manuscript, a large hand slapped him hard, and when he looked up, he saw that several uniformed train station staff had come to check the tickets, and those who were stranded in the waiting room without tickets were severely interrogated and removed from the waiting room.

Xiao Fei showed his sleeper ticket, saying that his home was far away, and he couldn't go back for a while after getting off the train, so he could only wait for dawn.

But his train of thought was broken because of this, and it took a long time to continue again, reorganize his mood and finish writing a sketch.

Seeing that the time was almost 5 o'clock in the morning, Xiao Fei came out of the waiting room and came to the place where the long-distance bus departed from the square.

At 5 o'clock, there was a shuttle bus to Dongping Township, and he was just able to sit it.

More than 100 kilometers away, the road is not very good, was run over by the big truck into big potholes, but the bus driver drove fast, bumping people into seven meat and eight vegetarian vegetables, will be an hour, the car will arrive in Dongping Township.

At this time, it was only 6 o'clock.

After getting out of the car and taking a few breaths of fresh air, Xiao Fei felt a lot better.

He walked briskly towards his village, seven or eight days away from home, and did not know if the new building had been built or if anything had happened.

When Xiao Fei walked to the entrance of the village, he met the first villager.

Because of the extinction of cotton production, almost no one in Xili Village now gets up early, and it is really rare to go out for a stroll at more than 6 o'clock.

Xiao Fei nodded and greeted the villager.

After the villager saw Xiao Fei clearly, he looked like he had seen a ghost, screamed and turned his head and ran, running like a rabbit and disappearing.

Xiao Fei was a little inexplicable in his heart, was he so scary?

Then he walked towards the village, and met a few more people, who were also terrified, and they couldn't hide, Xiao Fei's brows furrowed.

Could it be that something is going on at home?

He quickened his pace and walked home, and when he walked to the cross street, he met Liu Mingxing.

Liu Mingxing didn't run when he saw him, but stood there and watched him in a daze, rubbing his eyes and muttering: "Damn!" I'm dazzled, right? Actually saw Xiao Fei? ”

Xiao Fei pretended to be in his heart, and was in a hurry to run home to see what was going on, but he nodded at Liu Mingxing and was about to walk over.

Liu Mingxing was stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't believe in evil, this kid was also fat, rushed over and grabbed Xiao Fei's wrist, and shouted in his mouth: "It's not a phantom, it's a real person!" It's still hot, and there's a shadow behind him, Xiao Fei, what's going on? They all said that you died in SH, why did you come back alive again? ”

Well? What's going on?

Liu Mingxing actually said that he was "dead"?

Who spread this rumor?

"Who said I was dead? That's not how a curse is it, is it? Xiao Fei flipped his wrist and broke free of Liu Mingxing's palm, and the two big men pulled and pulled, what kind of system.

Liu Mingxing touched his head: "Everyone in the village is spreading it!" Yesterday your family received a telegram from SH, it seems that the telegram says that you are dead. Let's go and have a look at the house, your house is in a mess. ”

Telegram from SH?

Still playing such a prank with yourself and lying about your death?

It shouldn't be!

Xiao Fei strode towards his home, Liu Mingxing followed, and the people in the village probed their brains, looking at Xiao Fei who was running wildly, and they were shocked.

Liu Mingxing was responsible for explaining to those people in the back.

"Eighty percent of that telegram is fake, someone is playing Xiao Fei."

"Xiao Fei is still alive, not a ghost, I just touched his hand, it's hot, you see, there is still a shadow behind him, but there is no ghost."

As soon as Liu Mingxing explained this, the people in the village were also suspicious: Yes, ghosts can't see the sun, and now that the sky is bright and the sun is about to come out, how can ghosts still swagger on the street?

People cheered and followed Liu Mingxing to Xiao Fei's house.

Liu Zhenhai's family was eating in the courtyard, the gate was open, and Liu Zhenhai was sitting just in time to see the situation on the village street outside the gate.

He heard heavy footsteps, and a person ran quickly past the door of his house, and that person seemed to be Xiao Fei.

"Smack!"

The chopsticks in his hand fell onto the table.

"Xiao Fei? It seems to be Xiao Fei who ran over just now. Liu Zhenhai's eyes straightened, looking out of the gate.

Wang Guizhi pouted: "His father, this kid's body may have turned to ashes, how can he run back again, are you dazzled?" ”

Then, a large crowd of people rumbled past their door, talking in a chaotic manner.

"Xiao Fei is really not dead?"

"Not dead! It's alive, it's good! ”

"What the hell is going on? Didn't the telegram sent from SH to their house say that he was dead? ”

"Who knows what's going on, just go and see."

Wang Guizhi froze, his face was suddenly very ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That scourge of the Xiao family, is it really not dead?" Lord Yama is really confused, how did he put him back? ”

"Say less! It's not nice to be heard! Liu Zhenhai said.

He is actually very disappointed in his heart, Xiao Fei has brought him a lot of psychological pressure recently, the competition of rural people is the soft and hard power of the family, and now the Xiao family has risen because of Xiao Fei, which has greatly changed the pattern of Xili Village, how can he be happy in his heart?

Therefore, when he heard Xiao Fei's "death", he was also very excited.

Liu Zhenhai just sent his daughter Liu Xinmei to the provincial university two days ago to report, with a tuition fee of more than 2,000 yuan a year and a living allowance of 200 yuan per month, he suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

He observed his daughter's female classmates, most of them were dressed up fashionably, and their clothes and utensils were very valuable, and his daughter suddenly lost a lot of color among them.

This made him feel a little resentful in his heart. He thought that he had to make more money, and he couldn't let Xinmei lose face in front of his classmates.

Knowing that Xiao Fei was "dead", he had a dark idea in his heart: if Xiao Fei didn't get in the way, maybe he could slowly slaughter the Xiao family as a fat sheep.

Now, Xiao Fei is back suddenly, this idea is estimated to be in vain, that kid is weird, how dare he calculate their family. Liu Zhenhai thought disappointedly.

Let's say that when Xiao Fei ran to the door of his house, he met his father and brother carrying bags and wanted to go out.

The two of them are going to SH to find Xiao Fei.

If Xiao Fei arrives home one step too late, they will pass by.

"Dad, brother, what are you doing here?" Xiao Fei asked.

Seeing Xiao Fei, Xiao Youjin and Xiao Yang's eyes widened in shock, their mouths were wide open, and the bags Xiao Yang was carrying fell to the ground.

After a while, Xiao Yang was the first to react, grabbed Xiao Fei's arm, and shook it in surprise: "Xiao Fei, you are not dead, you are still alive!" That's great. ”

Xiao Feixin said, okay! It seemed that he was really "killed" inexplicably, and he asked his brother: "Brother, what's the matter?" Who did you listen to that I died in shrew? ”

The father came up crying at this time, and handed the troublesome telegram to Xiao Fei: "Yesterday we received a telegram from SH, and the telegram said so, my son! If only you came back alive, great! If you're gone, the sky in our family is going to fall! ”

Xiao Fei patted his father's back and comforted him a few words, opened the telegram, looked at it, and immediately knew that it was sent to him by Dai Houying, telling him that the article "Literature is Dead, Please Burn Paper If You Have Something" will be published in the next issue of Harvest Magazine, and "Fish Walking on Land" will also be published in the first issue of Harvest "Novel Special Issue".

It seems that the harvest has been finalized to publish the "Novel Special Issue".

And he became the biggest winner, not only the article was published in the harvest of the 6th issue of 1996, but the long article will also be published in the harvest.

This telegram was sent only to me, the lover, and it was strange that others saw it and did not misunderstand!

Xiao Fei couldn't cry or laugh a little, but there were bursts of ecstasy in his heart: some of the long stories that were not light were being harvested, and his future literary road would be much smoother.