The warning couldn't be more obvious, if I had come to 101 last night, it would probably be me. Who am I offending again, this guy looks even more fierce than the little ghost of the Chen family, and he doesn't even plan to leave a whole corpse for me.

What the hell is this Nima, I decided at the time, I won't play this game anymore, and I don't want the salary, Lao Tzu will get out now. Riding my bike, I didn't even go home, I went straight to the town station and got on a bus bound for the city. When I first graduated, I looked for a job in the city, and I knew which area was cheaper, and even if I couldn't earn 6,000 a month when I went out, I wouldn't starve to death. As for Chen Jiaqiang's salary of 6,000 yuan a month, what does love do, Lao Tzu doesn't care.

I thought it was good, but as soon as the bus drove out of Guhuai Town, I had a tingling pain in my chest, as if I had been pierced by an awl, and my cold sweat came down. I've been tortured enough during this time, and I've been ruthless, and I don't believe I can't get out of this town. I'm going to die outside, and I'm going to hold on to it right now to prevent others from discovering my abnormality.

As a result, my chest hurt twice, I had a little difficulty breathing, my brain was starved of oxygen, everything around me was blurred, I gritted my teeth and endured it, and I directly fainted myself.

When I woke up again, I found myself in the hospital, and my mom was sitting on the edge of my bed touching her tears, watching me wake up, a little excited and incredulous. Looking at her exaggerated expression, I smiled nonchalantly and said, "Mom, you're too fussful, I'm just a little bit of heat stroke, and I'm not going to die, your eyes are swollen when you cry, isn't it good for me?" ”

Hearing me say this, my mother immediately pulled her face down, very angry, if it weren't for the fact that I had just recovered a little now, and was still lying on the bed, I guess I would have twitched my big mouth a long time ago. Pointing at me, he said, "Where are you going in the car?" I got you such a good job, you don't do it well, what are you going to do? ”

At this time, so many things happened in the shop, of course I didn't dare to tell my mother the truth directly, so I had to make up an excuse casually: "There is a classmate in my county town who celebrates his birthday, and he is my best buddy, so I asked everyone to go over and get together." ”

My mother said, "Are you a liar?" I'm your own mother, I don't know how many classmates you have, you don't like to play with the kids in the county since you were in high school. How could it be possible to go specifically to their birthday party, you think I can believe it? You're so old, I know you shouldn't be in charge of everything, but it's your working time, I ask you, have you taken a leave of absence? ”

"Of course I took a leave of absence." I didn't even think about it, I just opened my mouth and came.

"Who did you ask for leave? Neither Manager Zhen nor I knew. Did you ask for a driving school instructor or a hotel owner? "I don't know when, Master Zhao is already standing at the door of the ward.

I don't have to make up this lie, I have the feeling of having a parent-teacher conference when I was a child, and I was blocked by teachers and parents at the same time, so I'm honestly waiting to be criticized.

My mother didn't pay attention to me anymore, but turned to Master Zhao and said, "Master, this child has been handed over to you, won't he still live to be eighteen years old, and his birthday will be celebrated in a few days. ”

Master Zhao snorted, and said angrily: "I want to help him, but you kid has a big idea, why don't you tell me anything, if you continue like this, don't say to protect him, even I will be killed by him." ”

After saying that, Master Zhao shook his face and left, and I asked my mother, "What the hell is going on?" ”

My mother touched her tears and said, "Don't ask, your father and I are both this age, just a child like you, if you don't want us white-haired people to send black-haired people, you can follow Master Zhao to work." ”

Then I asked again, and my mom wouldn't say anything. This reminds me of the solemn tone and tireless instructions when my mother called me to come back from out of town and go to the paper shop for an interview. After I readily promised to come back immediately, my mom made several more phone calls to make sure that I had bought the ticket and gotten on the bus, and the level of verbosity was unprecedented, and I was afraid that I would miss the interview.

And I've been working for more than half a month now, and the unit is two miles away from home, but I haven't been home once, not even on Saturdays and Sundays, and I can't accept the excuses I make when I call home every time, but my parents have never had any doubts.

By this time, I can almost guess that the hurdle of my eighteenth year has not yet passed, and I may die at any time before my eighteenth birthday.

I asked my mother, "Is it Master Zhao who taught you how to keep my master back then?" Then let me go to work in the paper shop, did Master Zhao inform you directly? ”

My mother nodded yes, and told me that Master Zhao was not from this town, but just happened to travel here, and in order to protect me, he settled in the town, and then went to the paper shop. I asked my mother what benefits Master Zhao had promised him, and he could stay in the town for more than ten years to protect me? My mom said nothing good.

I don't believe that the old man surnamed Zhao is so noble, even if I can live until now and really have something to do with him, he will definitely not be just to help me as a stranger, there must be some other purpose.

I asked my mom again, "What about my dad?" You're in a hurry, he should know that something happened to me. ”

My words obviously surprised my mother, but she still pretended to be calm and said: "He went to the mountain to have a look, I told him that you are okay, let him not worry." ”

I said, "Mom, I'm so old now, you don't have to hide some things from me." There was obviously nothing on that mountain, but you and my father often went there, sometimes with things to worship the dead, and sighed at the mention of it, and warned me sternly that I should not go there. My grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, and ancestors are all in the old cemetery in the village, who are you going to worship? I didn't think about these things when I was a kid, but when I'm a little older, I'm always curious, and I used to sneak to that mountain a few years ago, and I saw a few small graves on the mountain. Now that I've had an accident, my dad is going to that mountain, and he only went after he knew that I had an accident. ”

My mom didn't give me any explanation, just shook her head and wiped her tears and told me to stop talking.

No matter how stupid I am, I can guess who is buried in those little graves on that mountain.