On the second day of my New Year's Day holiday, I chopped firewood at home for a whole day, or as before, the firewood was neatly stacked against the wall of Fangshantou, I didn't want to give a sample to anyone, let alone Uncle Wang, I don't want to take care of adult things, I know I can't manage it, especially my mother, from childhood to adulthood, I watched her and my dad quarrel for two days, three days of big quarrel, let me hate marriage for a while, I don't understand why people want to get married? Most of the houses I saw in the tunzi were like this, and I often saw two people fighting, with the woman running in front and the man chasing behind. When I was a child, I was very scared, afraid that one day my father and mother would divorce, and no one wanted us, so even if I went to school outside, I was worried about the family all the time, worried that my father and mother would fight, worried that they would divorce, and when my father was angry, he dropped everything that could be dropped at home, and once even took his clothes to the yard and lit them with fire, my mother is the kind of typical one who can please God but can't send God, almost every time she provokes the war, when I think of her leaning on the door frame, scolding and scolding all over the mouth is full of white spittleWhen she scolded, the ancestors of the eight generations dared to rush out no matter how ugly the swear words were, she was completely by her own temperament, when she was happy, it was Yangge and play, when she was unhappy, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu were not good, if she lost money playing cards outside, and returned home, there was no water in the water tank, she would scold you, with her superstitious theory, water represents wealth, she played cards outside, and lost money because your water tank was not filled with water. I was chopping firewood outside, and my brother was always with me, and when I chopped one, he picked one up and stacked it on the stack. My younger brother is only a year younger than me and less than two years old, probably because he grew up in such a family, when he was not sensible when he was a child, the two of us always fought, but when he grew up to be sensible, he relied on me a lot, no matter what I had an idea, he would listen, and even he trusted me more than my parents. The family is like this today, I don't know what he thinks, I still treat him as a child, no matter how old he is my younger brother, I have always felt that since I am an older brother, then I have to take out a look like an elder brother, since I came back, although my younger brother still talks and laughs, but I always feel that smile is forced out, and even I often see him wandering, and frowning, the family is like this now, do you have any ideas? I asked my brother. The younger brother said: Brother, you can't help it, what can I think? Brother, is it that after my parents divorced, we didn't have a home?

After my parents divorced, the child had no home, I repeatedly experienced, my brother asked me this sentence, my heart is a little sour, although I am already in high school, but I am still a child, I also want to go back to the home like other children to have the care of their parents, outside can be carefree, do not always worry about the family. I didn't want to make my brother more sad, and I said, "Silly boy, what do you say?" Where there is a mother, there is a home, isn't this your home? If this isn't your home, what are you doing here? The younger brother said: But Uncle Wang doesn't seem to be very good at work, not very diligent, that is, he will say, coax our mother to heaven.

Xiaowei, you remember, the road knows the horsepower, and the people will see the hearts of the people for a long time. I did it for a while, but I couldn't do it for a lifetime, I said. I'm going back to school in the next day, high school studies are tight, three days is a long vacation, when leaving, Uncle Wang took out 300 yuan from his pocket to me, I don't know if the 300 yuan was given to him by his mother in advance, and his mother said next to him: Your Uncle Wang gave it to you, son, you can take it. I didn't shirk, I took the 300 yuan and put it in my pocket, they kept sending me out of the gate, and when I turned around and asked them to go back to the house, I saw that my brother was still like that day when they broke up at the Red Star Town Bus Station, with his hands in his pockets and kicking the stones on the ground with his feet. I could tell from my brother's demeanor that he didn't want me to go, he wanted to be with me, I held back my tears and walked towards Tunzikou, the tricycle agreed in advance was already waiting for us in Tunzikou, Huang Rong saw me through the window, she also picked up her things and walked out of the house, and her family kept sending him out of the gate. After saying hello to her family, I walked with Huang Rong towards Tunzikou.

Sitting on the tricycle, when the tricycle started and drove away, I was relieved, and exhaled deeply, once upon a time, I grew up here, there were so many playmates here, there were all my childhood memories, and now I want to escape from here, I hate this place, every year, every spring, summer, autumn and winter, I have to return here, but there is no change here, the middle of the road is still washed by the rain potholes, and there are mountains of garbage on both sides. There are many families to build the toilet on the side of the avenue, the toilet is nailed with a board, there is a gap between the board and the board, the height of the toilet is not enough, if the person who goes to the toilet is a man to go in, standing on the pedal, the head is exposed outside, the person walking outside can see clearly, even after the woman squats down, the sharp-eyed person, through the gap between the board and the board, can still see clearly. I'm a little surprised, have I changed? Why did I miss this place so much before and would love to come back, is it because of me? I don't think so, because there's no home for me.

After getting on the bus, it is not yet time to leave, the bus has to drive around the town to see if there are any people who want to catch the car, and when the car drives from north to south, it passes by the supply and marketing cooperative. The supply and marketing cooperatives are the largest comprehensive market in the town, which sells everything, I remember when I was in middle school, every time we went to school, we went from the north gate to the south gate, and when we went home from school, we went out from the south gate to the north gate every day, as if we didn't walk from the inside a few times a day, we were sorry for our feet, and there were several classmates in my middle school class, and the parents of several classmates sold things at the counter in the supply and marketing cooperative, some sold nail clippers, and some sold watches. The bus passed by the supply and marketing cooperative, and walked forward until it reached the gate of the middle school, where two men got on the bus, and the car began to turn around and walk back. After the two people got in the car, they greeted many people in the car, they all knew each other, they found an empty seat to sit down, and someone asked them what they were doing in the county? It's so late, can you still make it back tonight? They said that they would not come back tonight, stay in the county for a night, and the court would open at 8:30 tomorrow morning, and if they didn't go early tonight, they wouldn't have a car so early tomorrow morning, and they wouldn't be able to catch up.

Since the two of them got in the car, there seemed to be a common topic in the car all of a sudden, a lot of excitement, the whole car people have a concept, if you don't catch it, you won't die, you will catch it, you deserve it, I listened to it for a long time I don't know who they are talking about, but I heard the general meaning clearly.

A man was working at a construction site in a foreign country, and he had a quarrel with a co-worker who was working together, so he killed the person, and this was not the end, in order to destroy the corpse, he mixed some concrete on the construction site with a mixer, and poured the corpse up. Listen to me creepy, is this still human? Is there still humanity? If you have a quarrel with someone, you will kill someone, and you will be watered with concrete. Who is this? Tomorrow the court will hold a trial, and this guy will definitely be sentenced to death, and it will be a scourge to stay in the world.

At this time, there was an old man in the car who was indignant and said in a hoarse voice: This boy must be sentenced to death tomorrow, and to stay in the world is a scourge, just like his father's old stick.

Wait, just like his father's old stick, I heard you right, isn't the old stick's son a puppet army? I listened for a while, and finally confirmed that the person who killed people and poured them with concrete was the puppet army. It's not that the time has not come, a person can be like this, and he doesn't die, everyone is scolding, and they are all looking forward to his death. It's also a mixed society, you look at Chutian, you look at the puppet army, the pattern of the two people is different, the end is really different, I don't feel sorry for the puppet army, and I don't have this bodhisattva heart.