He stood on the ridge, wearing a hat on his head, wearing a coat, and under his feet were a pair of rotten linen shoes with the soles of his shoes flattened, and he carried a hoe on his shoulders, and his back was bent back, with a smile on his face.

Under his eyes, a brilliant golden yellow spread into the distance.

This is a golden rice field, ripe, and it is time to harvest in a day or two, and overhead, a red sun hangs in the air, and the blue sky surrounds the red sun, and at the edge, there are a few white clouds floating, changing their appearance with the wind.

The wind rustled in the ears.

His heart was full of joy, and joy swelled in his chest.

It's just that there is a trace of disobedience in this joy, and a little doubt comes out of my heart, just like the white clouds in the blue sky suddenly turned gray and black, and the doubt should not have appeared here.

He couldn't understand why he was so happy.

Logically, his joy was logical.

He is a farmer, the wind and rain are smooth, the crops are abundant, and the weather is sunny during the time of harvest, and it seems that there will be no rain for a short time, so that after the rice harvest, all kinds of things on the threshing floor are not invaded by wind and rain, which can be described as a rare beautiful thing.

This year's harvest is three or five buckets more, and it is natural to feel joy.

Why wonder?

However, after all, that trace of doubt lingered in the heart, mixed with a joy, and never dissipated, so that this joy became a little strange, no longer so pure.

"Erniu!"

On the other side of Tiankan, someone was shouting.

Erniu?

Oh, my name is Er Niu, Er Niu is my name, and the person who called me is my father, thinking so in his heart, he raised his head and looked at Tian Kan, it was a middle-aged man who was also lying on his back, his face was dark, his face was wrinkled, but he was in his thirties, but he looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, and the traces left by the years on him were very profound.

Ordinary people!

Ant!

This is how the world of ordinary people is......

There were jumbled thoughts in his mind, which came out of nowhere, without logic, just like the confusion that had been mixed with joy before, and similar jumbled thoughts and thoughts had often appeared in his mind, and the farmer, called Erniu, had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.

As usual, he ignored these thoughts.

"It's time to go home for dinner!"

Father was yelling.

"Got it!"

He also shouted at the top of his lungs.

Then, Er Niu carried a hoe to the end of the field, in his own rice field on the edge of the field there is still some dry land, he just went to hoe the dry land, those dry land planted some vegetables, in addition to their own enjoyment, can also pick more than ten miles away to the market town to sell, can be exchanged for some needlework and other household gadgets, can not let the weeds waste.

The father waited for Erniu at the end of Tiankan, and the two of them went home after meeting each other.

Father is a taciturn person, don't talk much, so he is the same, so, the two walked forward one after the other but did not talk, along the way, also met a lot of people from the same village who came home from the field, at this time, the father had a conversation, and those villagers talked, talking about some things in the field, occasionally chatting about distant gossip, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

He didn't speak, but listened carefully to the villagers.

He likes this kind of atmosphere, however, he often gets distracted, has a trance-like feeling, feels that he shouldn't be like this, and similar messy thoughts often surface, of course, in the end, he ignores them and laughs them off.

At the threshing floor, everyone separated and went home along the alleys of the village.

Above the village, there was already smoke rising, accompanied by bursts of aroma of food, this fragrance came to his nose, he couldn't help but take a breath, and suddenly his heart was relaxed and happy, and he bred a feeling of happiness.

What a life!

That's it!

However, at this time, a trace of disapproval appeared from it, which made the feeling of happiness a little sour, and became out of place, as if this was not the happiness he wanted, but something else.

What it was, he didn't know what to do.

His home was a typical farmhouse yard, surrounded by a low fence wall, on which lay ivy, mixed with some thorns, and on the thorns grew some red sour fruits, which were his favorite things when he was a child, and accompanied his childhood, of course, in addition to the sweet and sour taste of sour fruits, he also had memories on his fingers, the feeling of being stabbed by those dense little thorns on the thorn branches.

Push open the firewood, and there is a small courtyard.

The yard is not too wide, with Sanhe soil, the ground is flat, there are chickens and ducklings walking around in the yard, the ground is not clean, there are chicken feces and duck feces and other things, walk through carefully, there are three rows of houses in front of you, in the shape of a few figures, it is also a typical rural house layout, the kitchen on the right, a middle-aged woman walked out of the door with a smile, this is his mother.

"It's back......"

Mother greeted with a smile.

Father lowered his head and mumbled.

"I'm back."

He grinned.

"Big brother!"

A little girl of seven or eight years old ran out of the main room and ran towards him smiling.

"Be careful!"

He hurriedly put down his hoe, kept the little girl who had fallen into his arms, touched her pigtailed head with petting, took some fruit out of the pocket of his sweatshirt, and put it in the little girl's hand.

The little girl held the fruits in her palm, smiled and narrowed her eyes into a beautiful crescent, turned and ran away.

He smiled as he watched the little girl go away, his eyes narrowing into a line.

This is happiness!

Hum!

In my mind, there are inappropriate thoughts again.

He was stunned, looked up at the sky, the red sun hung in the air, swallowing a warm light, this light fell on the body warmly, a little longer, there was sweat, sweat hot fall, he was slightly distracted.

"What are you doing here, come in!"

The father let out a low snort.

"Oh!"

He answered.

After that, it was business as usual.

At lunchtime, my mother mentioned the girl from the Du family in the east of the village, a girl named Cuihua who was about the same age as him, and said that after the autumn harvest, the family was richer, and let their father and son go into the mountains to hunt some wild animals, and then send them to the Du family as a dowry.

When his parents spoke, he kept his head down, only knowing that he nodded with a red face, and occasionally answered twice with an urn.

The little sister was laughing on the side, saying from time to time that she was going to have a sister-in-law, although she still didn't know much about this, she was also very happy.

Then, there was a period of busy work, harvesting rice, drying millet in the threshing floor, threshing the grain, drying the hay and returning home, the rice was hulled and turned into rice, and then put it into the barn for storage, after that, most of the rice was carried by the villagers to the market town, and after some torture handed over to the government, after handing over the grain, it was the agricultural leisure, which was said to be agricultural leisure, but there was a lot of farm work, but it was not as busy as before, and there was no time to rest.

Next, I went into the mountains with my father.

Although it is the same village, they know each other's roots, and the Du family does not have a lion to open his mouth to ask for a lot of color * gold dowry, however, their family can not be taken for granted, and they really don't give anything to marry the Du family girl into the door, so that their family will have no face in front of the whole village, in the countryside, if a family has no reputation, is squeezed out by the villagers, and no one helps each other, it will be very difficult to live.

So, he and his father went into the mountains to hunt wild animals as a dowry.

Rural people, no surplus wealth, barely to support themselves, hunting is one of the few ways to make their own life better, of course, hunting is also a very dangerous job, every year, four miles and eight towns, there are hunters die in the mountains.

Father was a good hunter.

Although their family is not large, only one son, he has a better life, but the reason why he is doing better is because his father is a good hunter, when other villagers can only barely make ends meet, his family can occasionally make tooth sacrifices, and the prey they hunt is sent to the market to sell, and they can also exchange for many things that make the family live a better life, so the Du family will agree to his family's marriage proposal so easily.

After entering the mountain for a few days, there is a harvest, but they are all gadgets of some pheasants and hares, which can be used as a dowry, but they are not too eye-catching and dazzling.

So, they are still in the mountains.

Then, something happened!

He couldn't remember the sky that day, and he forgot the surrounding environment, his father's roar echoed in his ears, and he couldn't remember what he was calling, the only thing he was impressed by was the fishy smell floating in his nose, the big white-fronted insect with the king's mark on his forehead, the white fangs, and the slightly squinted but murderous eyes......

They met the big bug.

He could no longer remember what had happened, and he had forgotten the process, and at that time, his mind was swaying, as if it were a tossy in the clouds, and when everything had settled down, the big worm lay in front of him, its eyes still open, but there was no life in it.

He actually beat a big worm to death with his bare hands!

However, he couldn't remember the slightest bit of the process.

It stands to reason that he should be puzzled, wondered, and amazed......

However, he had no such thoughts.

Isn't it a matter of course to kill a tiger?

Yes, he genuinely felt that it was nothing.

It's not evil and weird, it's not a demon beast, it's just an ordinary tiger, isn't it normal to be beaten to death?

At this time, all kinds of doubts came out of his heart, but he no longer ignored these thoughts, no longer ignored them, but accepted them all, and he began to doubt, doubting his parents and little sisters, doubting the villagers and the village, doubting all this......

Doubt this seemingly real world!

Who am I?

Why does it exist?

Everyman?

Warriors?

There are some images floating in the bottom of my heart, and I want to float in my heart!