Xiangzi Niang is a woman with ideas, she stabilized the rich man Zhao with her words, and secretly exchanged the goods in the shop and the furniture in the house into cash. hired a carriage to take Xiangzi and ran all the way to his uncle's house outside the gate.

People, a lifetime of poverty and wealth, twists and turns, and the length of life. In addition to man-made environmental factors, it seems that there is an invisible force in the dark that is controlling you. No matter how hard you struggle, how desperately you try to get rid of it, it is always difficult to achieve your ideal result.

The mother and son sat in a carriage and followed the caravan to the west, leaving Jiayuguan, and the journey was smooth.

Inside and outside the gates, there are two worlds. Kannai, although not as in the mainland, is densely populated and houses are connected to the city. But it can be regarded as seeing the figure of the head of the head, and the rooster crows and smokes. And when you get out, it's very different. It can be said that there are no people for ten miles, and there are no villages for a hundred miles. The yellow sand is rolling all over the ground, and it is difficult to see a star green. No wonder the kind-hearted camel rider asked Xiangzi Niang to prepare for ten days of food and drink in the pass.

On this day, the caravan came to a dirt mountain, and the road was winding through it. At this time, the sky will ring at noon, and the sun will be roasted like a brazier, spicy overhead. A few white clouds floating in the blue sky seemed to have taken root, and they did not move.

The lizards lying on the side of the road also kept alternating, holding their dexterous claws high in the air. It's like trying to resist the heat of the ground.

The caravan quietly bypassed the dirt mountain. When Shoko was drowsy from the continuous heat and torture, a chaotic burst of gunfire made him wake up as if he had been splashed with ice water. He quietly lifted the curtain of the caravan, and when he saw the people of the caravan, he was in a mess and fired his guns indiscriminately towards the mountain. The gunfire on the mountain is not very dense, but where the gunfire is fired, there are always caravans of people who want to fall.

At some point, like a dog afraid of the cold, he curled up in the small red willow bushes by the side of the road, and tucked his head into the messy willow.

With "poof, poof" two gunshots, two bullets, across the canopy. Suddenly, on the bamboo mat of the canopy, four shiny round holes were left. Among them, a bullet cut through Xiangzi Niang's hat, which scared the two of them enough. Xiangzi Niang trembled, gave the burden that had been held in her arms to Xiangzi, and said with a frightened expression: "Quick! Get out of the car and dodge. ”

As soon as Xiangzi and Niang got out of the car, they heard the big man on the hillside riding a horse, shouting in a voice as loud as a broken gong: "There are still two alive over there!" ”

Xiangzi Niang turned her head and saw that the two muzzles of the guns were already aimed at him coldly. Somehow, a force that had never been felt before instantly filled her body, and she suddenly turned around and threw herself at Shoko. The two of them tumbled down into the ditch by the roadside like sacks rolling down from a height. At the same time, the gun went off, and a warm liquid sprayed on Shoko's face.

Shoko opened her eyes with difficulty, her brain still in chaos. At this time, the sky has not yet brightened. The blue-gray sky, with a few tireless stars, blinking tired eyes, exuded a silver light.

The eastern sky has begun to turn slightly yellow, and the earth is so quiet that even mosquitoes can hear it clearly. The breeze blows, making people feel as cold as splashing water on their bodies.

Shoko tried to move, but her body seemed to be tightly hugged and she couldn't move. On his face, as if he had been smeared with glue, he contracted uncomfortably.

He stretched out a movable hand and wiped it across his face. Through the cold glimmer, I looked at it, and the sticky thing was red. He struggled to turn his head and looked at the back of his head, vaguely catching out his mother's bun.

His heart immediately tensed. shouted a few times in a row. However, in addition to the faint echo in the distance, not far away, a few unknown birds were startled, and the sound of "poof" was aroused. The earth is still as calm as death.

An inexplicable fear envelops Shoko's body and mind. He fumbled with a moving hand to find an arm wrapped around his body like an iron hoop, and looked at it by the gradually brighter light. The jade bracelet, which shimmered with an emerald green shimmer, told him that it was his mother's hand.

It turned out that it was the mother who hugged her tightly. Shoko anxiously, shouting for her mother while breaking her mother's hand. Trying to break free from his mother's arms. However, the mother's arms were as stiff as if they had been filled with lead, and her white hands were as cold as if they were carved from jade.

Suddenly, an ominous feeling flooded Shoko's body and mind, and two fiery tears rolled out of her eyes like springs. Suddenly, it merged with the viscous liquid on his face and slowly rolled down his cheeks.

Shoko tried her best several times to push her mother's arm away, but to no avail. At this time, the eastern sky was already glowing with fiery red, and everything in front of him became clear.

Xiangzi saw that near his body, there were clumps of grass. He reached out and grabbed it hard, and with the help of the pull of the grass, he dragged his other hand out. Then, alternately pull the grass with both hands. The body writhed with difficulty, and finally broke free from his mother's arms.

Shoko didn't give herself time to breathe, so she turned around and threw herself at her mother. The mother's hands, still tenacious, maintained a ring-like posture. A pair of phoenix eyes, round and open, with delicate cheeks, as white as paper. There was a half-congealed blood stain on his chest, and there were holes in the blue-gray cotton robe that looked like they had been poked by a stick. Shoko cried and cried, shaking her mother's cold body constantly. However, the mother didn't even blink an eyelid.

By this time, the sun had risen to a pole's height. The earth was so bright that you could see the busy ants on it.

Shoko looked around sadly. It turned out that he fell on the side of the road, in a dry ditch more than one room high. The two sides of the ditch were so washed away by the flood that even the dogs couldn't get up. The trench winds its way towards the north. The bottom of the ditch was washed by the flood, stones of various sizes, and mud and sand mixed with firewood and grass. In the knife-like ditch, it was so quiet that I could only hear my own heartbeat.