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My name is Gao Tianci, and my parents gave me this name because I am grateful for God's gift to have children.

I come from a family that has no children and grandchildren, and many readers may be curious, where did you come from? The story begins when my grandfather was young.

As the name suggests, there were only three families in my hometown, and it was located at the junction of Daqing City and Songyuan City in Jilin Province.

At that time, it was still more than six years, and it was a poor time. At that time, a new family came to the village, it is said that it is a North Korean, the man is named Park Bingxu, who smuggled over to visit relatives here, but he knew that the family was no longer there, and then he did not want to go back and lived in the village.

My grandfather had a good heart and made a place next to my house to help his family build a house, and he has been a neighbor ever since. And in order to thank my grandfather, Park Bingxu has always called him uncle, but in fact, the two are not a few years old.

Park Bingxu's family has always made a living by hunting in North Korea, and they still do so when they come here.

The old people in the village, including my grandfather, also persuaded them, saying that it doesn't matter what pheasants and rabbits you fight, don't provoke Hu Huang Chang python when you meet it.

How do you know that people don't believe it, and it's not that they haven't fought in North Korea, isn't it a beast who plays an unexpected country? In this way, what you encounter is slaughtered, and what you encounter is caught.

Until one day, Park Bingxu went into the mountains to pick mountain goods, just dug up a lion's mane mushroom and was about to go to the opposite tree root to find it, everyone in the old mountain knows that the lion's mane mushroom is a pair when it grows, one male and one female, one big and one small, you find that there must be one not far from the opposite side.

As I was pulling it, I felt something moving under the leaves of the dead tree, and when I pulled it open, I saw a litter of weasel cubs underneath.

At that time, fur was being promoted in the city, although this weasel skin was not as good as mink skin, but it could really be sold for a lot of money, but seeing that this litter of cubs was too small, even if it was picked, it would be sold as broken skins at most, and three or five pieces were not worth the expense.

I am thinking about it, and I should have this step. The big weasel knew that the nest was passive, and searched for the smell to find it.

A man and a beast confronted each other with such big eyes and small eyes. Huang Pizi looked at the nest and then at the person in front of him, his eyes were full of anger. And what Park Bingxu was thinking about at this time was how to catch this big one.

After all, he has been hunting since he was a child, and he knows that if he chases, he will definitely not be able to catch up. So he took a stick and stabbed the cub in the nest.

The big weasel was really anxious when he saw it, and he blew his hair and bared his teeth, making a "click" sound similar to a person's sneezing.

Park Bingxu saw that it worked, reached out and grabbed a cub and shook it towards the big weasel, the big weasel was even more anxious, and wanted to pounce but didn't dare.

At this time, he didn't stop doing it, Park Bingxu was ruthless in his heart, and he picked off the skin of the little cub alive.

The big weasel stopped barking at this time, and looked at him with red eyes. He didn't think much about it, but he wondered how to tease the big one, so that, in front of the big weasel, he ripped off the skins of the cubs one by one.

In the end, the big one didn't come, but just looked at him deeply, turned and went into the woods.

Seeing that the big one ran away, Park Bingxu didn't want to mention how depressed he was, threw those bloody furs into the basket behind his back, and when he returned home, his daughter-in-law called him and ignored him.

Things didn't just go over like this, as soon as the family fell asleep at night, they listened to the sound of the rope outside, Park Bingxu put on his coat and went out to take a look, a weasel that was exactly the same as the one he saw during the day was holding a hen in his mouth, and the blood flowing from the chicken's neck dyed the white hair on his chest red.

was so angry that Park Bingxu picked up the shovel and was about to shoot, but the weasel rushed up to the wall, there was no panic in his eyes, but he looked back at him deeply, and then jumped off the wall and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Liu Bingxu entered the chicken rack and saw that there were a total of twelve chickens inside, none of them were left, there were two blood holes in each neck, there was no trace of dragging, obviously they were bitten to death one by one after being stunned, and he didn't plan to drag them away to eat, he did it purely out of revenge.

This made Park Bingxu angry, and he had been hunting for half his life, but he let the beasts be bullied. He went into the house and poured three taels of white wine into his stomach, and fell asleep without saying a word.

Early the next morning, he went into the mountains with a shotgun and gasoline, and the woman of the family ran out to bring him dry food, only to see the dead chickens in this place, and asked him what was the matter, but he did not say anything.

On the road, he went straight to the yellow skin nest with a stomach, Park Bingxu took a shotgun and began to rummage, trying to find the cubs who had been skinned, and poured gasoline on a fire to relieve his anger.

Who knew that nothing was found in this tumbling, let alone the corpse, and even the blood stains could not be seen. There was nowhere to vent his anger, so he began to search all over the mountains with a shotgun, and he didn't see the figure of the yellow skin until it was dark.

When he went home in the evening, the woman at home felt abnormal when he came back empty-handed, and when he went home at this time in the past, even if there was no pheasant or hare, at least some mushrooms and wild goods were still full of baskets.

You must know that they are outsiders, and they can't get any arable land in their village, so the three sons and two daughters in the family have to point to him to support them alone.

But seeing that his grandfather had a black face, he didn't dare to ask more. At that time, rural women were like this, marrying their husbands at home, and if they had a bad temper, they would not dare to say anything if they were often beaten.

In the evening, Park Bingxu's daughter-in-law specially took a pheasant for him to stew, and went to the village commissary to get half a pound of soju.

When the meal was served, Park Bingxu still thought about the past two days with a calm face, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he didn't eat much, but he didn't drink less wine.

After a few glasses of soju, his face was flushed, obviously a little hot, so he took off his pikanzi and yelled at a few children at home: "It's nothing to do, hurry up to sleep on the kang, light the lamp and boil wax and grind foreign workers!" The children also saw that their father's face was not good, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, and they all lay down.

After a day of wandering in the mountains, coupled with the strength of the soju, Park Bingxu snored after lying down for a while.

His daughter-in-law has something on her mind, and the more she thinks about it, the more she thinks that her grandfather has offended someone, and there is not one chicken left in the yard yesterday.

Today he went out with a gun and a barrel of gasoline, and when he came back, he was empty-handed except for a gun and an oil barrel. The more I think about it, the more scared I become, for fear that the old man in the family will get into trouble, and he leads five children.

No, I can be stronger when I drink a drink tonight, and I don't wait for him to go out early tomorrow morning, so I have to ask what is going on, and I don't sleep until more than 3 o'clock in my heart.

Not long after I fell asleep, I vaguely heard the movement of the yard like a mouse, and then it seemed that the door creaked open.

was already sleeping unrealistically, and this startled man sat up suddenly. I saw my youngest son standing by the window in a daze, not knowing what he was looking at. The youngest son is three years old this year, and he has never had the habit of getting up at night, what is wrong today?

Just as he stretched out his hand to shoot, the child turned around by himself, and by the moonlight, the child's face turned pale, his eyes rolled up a little black, his lips were red and oozing, and all his facial features were gathered together like cramps.

This scared her stupid, pointing at the child and trembling and speechless. The child smiled and opened his mouth to ask, "Who do you think I am?" ”

Park Bingxu's daughter-in-law felt like an egg choking in her throat, and she made a "gurgling" sound, and she couldn't say a word. "I'm a big white face, little white hoof." The child smiled again.

"Mom!" The woman finally reacted, shouted loudly, and moved to Park Bingxu's side with a roll, pushing him with her life.

Park Bingxu was sleeping Zhengxiang, opened his mouth and scolded: "I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you howling?" Crying and mourning? ”

The daughter-in-law trembled and pointed to the youngest son standing on the kang, Park Bingxu looked in the direction of the daughter-in-law's finger, the younger son's body was weak at this time, and he fell on the kang with a bang and began to twitch, and the corners of his mouth were foaming.

"What's going on?" Park Bingxu also panicked at this time, and asked his daughter-in-law in a hurry.

As soon as his daughter-in-law told him what had just happened, he heard a sound outside, and then his son became ill, so he hurriedly kicked on his shoes and grabbed the shotgun on the side of the kang and threw it out, but the whole yard was around the corner, but there was nothing.

When I returned to the house, the other children in the family were all awake, pinching the people, rubbing the heart, but I didn't see the youngest son wake up.

"Don't work blindly, three boys, this is smoking sheep's horns, hurry up and find a towel to stuff his mouth, don't let him bite his tongue, I'll go find the old man to set up a car." Park Bingxu shouted to his daughter-in-law, and then ran out to call someone in his coat.

After a while, my grandfather and my teenage uncle set up the carriage, and Park Bingxu took his youngest son and drove the carriage straight to the county hospital.

On the way, my grandfather wanted to speak several times, but finally he couldn't help but say: "Big nephew, I see what your kid is aiming for." It doesn't look like a convulsion, you can see that big bag bulging under his squeaky nest, this is a trick. ”

"Do you still believe this?" Park Bingxu was worried about his son, so he replied absentmindedly.

When my grandfather saw that people didn't believe him, he stopped talking. There are more than 20 miles from the village to the county, and it had just snowed two days ago, and the carriage was walking slowly, and the rubber wheels creaked on the snow.

My grandfather knew that Park Bingxu was anxious, and urged his uncle to hurry up, and the whip in his uncle's hand crackled.

The carriage walked through the back mountain, and Pu Bingxu saw a brown shadow in the corner of his eye, and turned his head to see that under the old locust tree on the side of the road, there was a yellow-brown body with a pinch of white hair on his chest.

At this time, the yellow skin was motionless, just staring at Park Bingxu, and suddenly looked at the boy in the car.

After looking back and forth like this a few times, Park Bingxu didn't know if he was dazzled, but he felt that this yellow skin seemed to smile with his teeth.

When he was stunned, there was a rooster crowing in the distance, the sky was brightening up little by little, and he turned his head to see that the yellow skin had disappeared, and when he looked down, the little son wrapped in the quilt was no longer twitching at this time, as if he had fallen asleep.

Park Bingxu hurriedly opened it and saw that the big bag under the little son's squeaky nest was already red and a little purple at this time.

I tried to push my son, but the child didn't react at all. Reaching out to probe his nose, although it was weak, fortunately, he was still panting, and Park Bingxu's hanging heart was slightly lowered.

He looked at my grandfather and my uncle out of the corner of his eye, and the two didn't react at all. My grandfather later told me that he had actually seen it, but he didn't dare to squeak, and he was stupefied.

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