On the way back to the cottage, Heiwa encountered a torrential rain, and both people and horses were poured into a dejected soup chicken, and he handed the reins to the thumb waiting for his return, and sat on the stone bench and could not stand up. The cottage lights were extinguished, and the brothers who had gone out with him to do work in the mountains had already returned, and had already fallen asleep after they had eaten and drunk, and would not get up until noon tomorrow. The yin and yang of cottage life and the outside world are reversed, and day and night must be the common life law of all bandits in the world. Every time I come back from doing work in the village, I pour wine in a large jar of meat and meat, eat until my stomach is full, drink until the sky is dark, and then fall asleep. Heiwa grabbed the bottle from the wooden tray that the brother had brought the food to him and waved it away. Thumb rekindled the fire in front of the fire, urging him to move towards the fire and quickly take off his soaked clothes and pants and put them on dry ones. Heiwa didn't want to move, he didn't feel cold, uncorked the bottle and poured a sip of soju, still sitting on the stone bench with his brows lowered and silent, the droplets of water flowing from his clothes and pants soaked the bluestone stool sitting under the jiri. With his thumbs crossed in his waist, he stood in front of the fire and looked at Heiwa: "If you have anything to say, just say it!" I haven't seen you pose like this today!"

The big thumb and the second thumb black baby have become irreversible friends. Every time I go out at night to do work, one person takes the lead, one person guards the village, and the one who guards the village must wait until the return of the night to sleep, which is a kind of relationship between life and death that is better than that of parents and brothers. If the one who went out did not return to the mountain as scheduled, the one who waited waited until dawn, or waited for him to arrive safely or for the news of the murder to arrive. Thumbs have been waiting for the murder of two thumbs. The second thumb surnamed Yang was shot in the chest by a quick shot during the interception of an arms vehicle and died on the spot; Four other brothers also lost their lives and snatched ten guns, which is equivalent to two guns for one brother. From then until now, every time a new brother comes in and gives them guns, Thumbs Thumb repeats the price paid when the first guns arrived, the second thumb surnamed Yang and the names of the four brothers, and the process of their respective deaths. The second thumb surnamed Lu died undeservedly, and when he robbed Fan Datou's house in Hejia Village, Zishuichuan Province, he was fascinated by Fan Datou's little daughter-in-law, and just when he was proud, the little daughter-in-law found hand scissors in the needlework basket of the kang head and cut off his life. The second thumb surnamed Lu rolled from the kang to the kang, rolled on the ground and howled for half the night before dying. Thumb did not shy away from this scandal, and after talking about the feat of the second thumb surnamed Yang in exchange for his life for the first batch of fast guns in the cottage, it was indispensable to tell the new brothers about the second thumb "second child" surnamed Lu who harmed the boss. Heiwa is the third second thumb with him, and at the celebration banquet where Heiwa was selected as the second thumb, the thumb once again mentioned the death of the two former second thumbs surnamed Yang and surnamed Lu in front of all the brothers, as a warning, and then joked to Heiwa: "The word is unlucky!" The first two thumbs are short-lived ghosts, black baby, you have to be careful!" In the commotion of the brothers, Heiwa also joked: "I have to control the 'second' ...... no matter what" The thumb became more and more convinced that the second thumb Heiwa was upright, sharp in her hands and feet, and at ease in doing her work, and had a very good reputation among the cottage brothers.

He was uncomfortable when he saw Heiwa's unusually aura, and forced him to ask, "What's wrong?" If you don't believe me, you don't have to say it, then you can put this situation on me!"

Heiwa took out the steel blade of the shuttle dart from her waist, tore off the wrapped rag, grabbed the wine bottle and poured the soju on the steel blade, and the clear liquor overflowed the steel blade, turning into a stream of bright red blood dripping to the ground; The steel blade of the shuttle dart suddenly became bloody and glittering. Heiwa held the steel blade of the shuttle dart in both hands and fell to her knees, raised her head and shouted: "You give me a clear heart...... You have been wronged...... Oh my you!" Thumb was also stunned by this strange sight, and knelt down with one leg to wrap his arms around Heiwa's shoulder: "Brother, tell me quickly, who has suffered this great wrong?" Heiwa stared at the steel blade of the shuttle dart tightly and said, "My daughter-in-law Xiao'e has harmed someone!" As soon as the words fell, the blood on the steel blade of the shuttle dart suddenly disappeared, and the bright steel blade flashed with cold light, and the black blood scale that had been stagnant was no longer visible. The thumb took the steel blade of the shuttle dart from Heiwa's hand and looked at it, gritted his teeth and said, "I will slaughter him with my own hands!" Tell me, tell me who it is?" Heiwa slammed one hand on her knee and shook her head in pain: "Yes-I-big!" The thumb opened his mouth wide for a long time, threw the steel blade of the shuttle dart on the stone table with a bang, slowly stood up and muttered, "Oh my God! One of the nests also bitten......"

Thumbs turned around to help the black baby, hugged and walked to the fire and sat down, adding a few pieces of wood to the fire, and there was a crackling sound. He said calmly: "Brother, Third Uncle Ling Zunlu is a good person!" Heiwa asked indifferently, "Do you recognize?" Thumb sighed: "I sat in the same number with the third uncle for half a year!" More than you know. Heiwa was surprised: "Are you ...... The monk in the Sanguan Temple who led everyone to 'hand over the peasants'?" Thumbs pursed lips as acquiescence, and finally chose an opportunity to reveal his secret background to Heiwa, and said half-self-mockingly: "I also fell into the grass because of a woman-"

The thumb is a native of Guanzhong Xifu, which is older and longer than Bailuyuan, and is the birthplace of the Zhou and Qin people's reclamation, and his village called Zhengjia Village is under the original slope root of Zhouyuan. He was born on the day of the 24 solar terms, and his father gave him a name that was easy to remember and sound: Mang'er, Mangwa'er, Mang'er. When his father sent him to the carpenter's house in Taiping Town to learn the trade, he had just removed the yellow reins from his neck. For as long as he could remember, he had a pair of yellow cloth sewn reins around his neck, as thick as a rolling pin, which went down from his neck and knotted on his chest in the shape of a longevity character. Every year on February 2, his mother led him to the Bodhisattva temple to burn incense and kowtow, and draped a piece of red silk on the shoulders of the Bodhisattva Niangniang; Then remove the old reins from his neck, which were stained with the black juice of snot and mulberries, and place them at the feet of the Bodhisattva Niangniang; Then a new rein, dyed yellow with locust rice, was placed on the Bodhisattva's palm and wrapped around the Bodhisattva's neck three times. The yellow reins did hold him alive from the premature death of his three brothers before him; But it made him suffer a lot, hanging on the branches when he went up the tree, and being grabbed by the other party when he was fighting became a noose. One year, his mother asked him to wear a red belt, only to learn later that it was his first birth year. After the birth year, the mother took off the old reins and did not put new reins on him, and put eight plates of flower buns on the offering table of the Bodhisattva Niangniang, all of which were made of fine noodles, such as pomegranates, sand fruits, wheat ears, cotton ears, rabbits, pigs, etc., which were picked up by the father with two bamboo cages, and the father and mother took him from both sides and bowed three turns together and went out of the temple gate. That day, his father bought him a bowl of tofu brain, a pancake and a bowl of dumplings...... After another three years, his father led him into the carpenter's shop in Taiping Town and asked him to kneel down to apprentice; The smell of sawdust in the room made him sneeze three times, and his father kicked the jiri egg he was pouting on his knees. The master smacked the cigarette pouch and said, "I have a bad temper." You have to be obedient. ”

The carpenter has a unique skill to do a unique job, a wooden wheel ox cart is made, even if the wood is rotten, the wheel is broken, and the mortise and tenon wedge will not be loosened. He is famous for his skill in making ox carts, although the owners who can afford to buy large carts are extremely limited, but his reputation for mastery and ingenuity has brought more than 100 miles of work, and there are custom-made ox carts all year round. Mangwa'er entered the store in the first year, lifted the urinal for the master and his wife at night, poured the urinal in the morning, swept the floor and carried water, handed the cigarette tray and hugged the doll, burned the fire and washed the pot, and all kinds of chores were taken care of together, and in the second year, he had not even touched the handle of the axe, planer, and chisel. In the third year, he began to learn art, and according to the rules, he was not counted as a teacher until the end of the fifth year. Two years of miscellaneous life made him fit into the family in harmony and harmony, and his wife no longer called him Zheng Xiang, but called Mangwa Mangmang, and his sisters and brothers also affectionately called him Brother Mang'er and Brother Mang. When he was about to start learning art after two years of miscellaneous work, the master said regretfully: "I can't leave you in this house, Mangmang." Mangwa'er said casually: "Then I will work for another two years, and when you find a suitable apprentice, I will learn the craft again." The master shook his head: "There is no such Lierka!" You are here to be an apprentice to learn the craft, not to work for me for a long time as a baby! You'll start fishing for axes tomorrow. ”

Mangwa'er scooped up the adzes, knocked off the knots on the logs, and used an axe to cut off the dead bark of the trees, helping the master and the two brothers to pull the saws. The lightest job is to pull the ink fountain, when the ink-soaked string pulls out the ink fountain, the stirring crack and turn, the master lifts the taut ink rope and releases his fingers, and bounces it down, leaving a straight black line on the fresh log. From those rough and stupid jobs to the fine work of chiseling and drawing lines, Mang'er has been proficient. Two years and three years have not arrived, and there is still a year before leaving the division, Mang'er has become a full hanger, except for the rotation of the axle, of course. In the final year, students will learn the art of spinning axles. Mang Er said to the master, "Let me try to hit a pair of axles." The master blinked in surprise, thinking that something had gone wrong with his ears. Mang'er immediately explained: "I'm blinding me to pay for wood." The master already believed that he would make a good pair of axles, but he scared him and said, "An axle is worth half the price." Man'er said, "Okay! When you are full, I will give you another year to work without pay. The master kicked a jujube wood shaft blank with his foot: "If it is done, I will calculate the wage for you from tomorrow." ”

Mang'er's success in making axles caused fear among the master, and he said sadly, "I regret taking you as an apprentice." Mang'er could hear the words, and the master was afraid that if he went back to open a car shop after he finished his studies, he would not be able to do his own business. Mang Er said: "Master, don't worry, as long as you don't blame me, I will work in your shop until I am old." The master said: "You doll is amazing, you are too smart...... Mang'er's success made the two older than him, and the senior brother who had joined the teacher earlier felt embarrassed, they seemed to have discussed Qi Stubble and ignored Mang'er, and when Mang'er needed their help to lift the wood and pull the ink bucket, the senior brother returned it, and the second senior brother showed all the jealousy on his face, deliberately put on a careless arrogant eyebrow, and his subordinates fell whatever they touched. Mang'er just can't see or hear. The master couldn't stand it anymore: "If you work hard to the right and keep your eye sockets on the tricks, anyone can learn the craft well." Although the second senior brother has restrained on the surface, the root of the evil has been lurked.