Simple and crude logic, but sad reality.

Tian Song staggered on the village road alone, his steps were vain, and he could fall down at any time, but he smiled brightly, his mouth was open, revealing two rows of white flowers, I don't know if anyone had told him, he laughed ugly, and the big white teeth looked terrible.

The village road is long and winds its way up to the deepest point. Tian Song has walked for more than 20 years, and he is familiar with every scenery on this road, the monotonous red brick huts, the flying yellow sand and dust, and the few small grasses that have just sprouted under his feet...... It was repeated for more than 20 years, but tonight's scenery was the first time he saw it.

There are more than 100 lights in more than 100 households in Tianjia Village, all of which are flickering for him at this moment, merging into a sea of light in the dark night, shining brighter than the stars in the sky. Tian Song had a feeling of being embraced as the emperor, and the tattered village road under his feet seemed to have become the emperor's unique imperial road, and the envious villagers on both sides were whispering about the dragon robe on his body.

It's so beautiful and intoxicating, Tian Song doesn't even think about whether all this is true or not, he opens his arms and fully enjoys the attention along the way, he is the focus, the brightest star at this moment, he tells himself repeatedly in his heart. The pace became bigger, the waist straightened, and the smell of wine was no longer a foul smell but a mellow aroma. How can a person in the spotlight stink?

Until he returned to his home. The airtight stone wall left only a large thickened iron door as the entrance, and the door lock was a heavy copper lock, which was almost impossible to open with brute force. It's more of a prison than a house. The five-meter-high stone wall basically cut off the possibility of climbing the wall, not to mention that the top of the wall was sprinkled with glass shards, and the moonlight spilled down, reflecting a miserable white and cold light.

Although the stone wall is thick, it does not occupy a large area, because it encloses a dilapidated hut. The red bricks are piled up into the wall, and the gray cement drips on the wall between the cracks, which has been dried and hardened, and will leave gray-white marks when cut off, and the top of the house is covered with broken tiles, and the small holes do not know when they will be repaired, and the thin pillars of light can be seen in the house as soon as the morning dawns. When it rains, you can solve the problem of domestic water.

Tian Song stood at the door of the house, his smile gradually frozen, and he had a sense of desolation that he had been usurped. From the invincible and high-profile "emperor" to the "prisoner" who is blinded by people and has no freedom, there is only one distance from the village road.

"Vomit ......" Tian Song vomited, and the strength of the wine poured out of his stomach, pouring out those things that had not been completely digested one by one, passing through Tian Song's throat, mixed with an indescribable stench, and falling on the ground at Tian Song's feet. The filth* stained the crumpled suit, which disgraced the so-called "dragon robe".

How can there be any emperor, just a drunken drunkard, Tian Song felt extremely desolate, he fell in front of the door, unconscious. The moment he lost consciousness, he vaguely saw a figure, feeling a little warm, even though the night wind was cold.

The next day, the sun was rising, and it was the hottest time of the day, and even though it was autumn, the hot air still made the temperature of this airtight room much higher than that of the outside world. Tian Song was sleepy-eyed and ripped open the buttons of his shirt, revealing strong muscles stained with beads of sweat.

Tian Song was woken up by the heat, and the moment he opened his eyes, he thought that he had crossed over, the whole world was upside down in his field of vision, heaven and earth were about to turn upside down, and his head hurt even more. After a long time, Tian Song came to his senses, sat up from the bed, leaned on the head of the bed, and looked around blankly.

The cement floor, although not smooth, is very clean, and an old man is sweeping the floor with a broom. The old man swept very carefully, and he didn't let go of some corners that were difficult to notice. He noticed that Tian Song woke up, and said with some complaints: "Where did you go last night, even if you come back so late, it still smells of wine." You smell the house now, it's all the smell of your wine, and you don't know when it will be gone. ”

In front of the old man, Tian Song was very well-behaved, he lowered his head, did not refute, nor defended himself, but quietly listened to the old man's words, and then nodded, like a child who admitted his mistakes, "I went to the class reunion, I drank some wine, I will pay attention next time." ”

The old man snorted coldly, said no more, and continued to clean the house. In fact, the house is not big, and there is not much furniture, only a bed, a few tables and chairs, and an old-fashioned TV. The old man didn't know how many times he cleaned it, anyway, he would clean it up as long as he was free, carefully, not letting go of a single stain.

Tian Song rubbed his temples and said, "Dad, you can rest for a while, I'll clean up." Saying that, Tian Song tried to get out of bed, but as soon as his feet hit the ground, he almost fell to the ground, he didn't have any strength in his feet, and he felt that his nerves couldn't control it at all, even if it was just walking such a simple process.

The old man glanced at him and said coldly, "Drunk like that, you still want to clean the house?" Sober up, drink the sobering tea on the table, take a shower, and wash off the smell of your wine. ”

Tian Song scratched his head, so he had to move his body on the bed first, and only after he was completely awake did he slowly shake off the bed. After drinking the soup, taking a bath, and sobering up a little, Tian Song wanted to help the old man, but a loud noise dispelled his thoughts.

To the right of the house, there was a small room with only a small window and a thickened iron door, which was sealed with steel wire and locked. This is the real prison. That's where the sound comes from. Tian Song's face changed, most of the wine woke up in an instant, he trotted all the way to the hut, he did not open the door, but crouched in front of the window to observe the situation inside.

There was a man locked up in the room, handcuffed his hands and feet, and thick iron chains stretched to the surrounding walls, holding him in the narrow confines of the room. The man was born a little similar to Tian Song, but that crazy expression made Tian Song not want to admit it at all.

The man is Tian Song's own uncle, but unfortunately he was born a madman, and the more he grows up, the more serious his condition becomes. In the past, he was just guilty of dementia, ridiculed, and when his condition worsened, he would even attack people indiscriminately. The villagers began to fear him, and then transferred their fear to Tian Song, father and son. So the family of three became prisoners of the whole village. The stone wall and this small house were built for this.

The man tugged at the chain hard, let out a heart-rending roar, his long hair was scattered and scattered, and a pair of fierce eyes bloomed with a cold light from between the hairs, staring directly at Tian Song outside the window, that look was like a beast ready to hunt and observe its prey.

Tian Song felt a chill down his spine, no matter how many times he faced this look, he couldn't treat it calmly. The only person in the family who can do this is his father, the old man who is keen to clean the house. Hearing a loud noise, the old man dropped his broom and ran out of the house, he kicked away Tian Song, who was watching from the window, and then hurriedly unlocked the door and rushed in.

Tian Song panicked, and he hurriedly followed. The house is locked up by a madman, and God knows what the madman will do, and it's not impossible to eat his own brother raw. But when he walked into the room, he was stunned, the man crouched at the feet of the old man, like a puppy, rubbing the old man's trouser legs, a pair of eyes with tears, where was the fierce aura of the beast just now.

The old man squatted down and stroked the man's head, "Don't look at him with that kind of look, he's your uncle, he's just hungry and wants to beg for food." How many times have I said that when I hear a noise, I open the door and hide outside the window to peep? When my words are the wind in my ears? ”

Tian Song was a little aggrieved, he wanted to defend himself, in the face of a madman, normal people shouldn't be close!

"What are you doing? I left some hot food in the pot and went get it for my uncle. Is it something that doesn't wake up? The old man cursed angrily.

Tian Song nodded, ran away, and the idea of justification was swallowed into his stomach and digested alive. Just like the old man said, the man was just hungry, and after eating, he just smiled blankly, smiling at the old man and at Tian Song, and his yellow teeth were still stained with rice.

The old man touched his head and whispered in his ear. The man nodded obediently and made a mmmmmmm As the old man spoke, his eyes moistened, and tears glistened with a sparkling light. The man was in a hurry, and as soon as he moved his hand, he heard the sound of the iron chain colliding with the wall, and the man clumsily wiped the tears from the old man's face, babbling and screaming.

The old man sniffed vigorously, stopped his tears, and re-soothed the man to sleep, and staggered out of the house. Tian Song, who had been watching from the side, hurriedly locked the door, only in this way could Tian Song feel more at ease. The old man walked so fast with his hands behind his back that he would never lock the door with his own hands, and if it weren't for the pressure from the village, he would have taken his brother out into the streets.

Tian Song followed behind, hesitated for a long time, and said cautiously: "Dad, let's send my uncle to ......."

"Shut up!"

Syllable!

A loud slap was thrown on Tian's pine face, and a red palm print was printed.

"You try again? I'll break your legs! The whole world can take him for a madman, you can't, and I can't! Why? Because he is your own uncle, and he is my own brother! We are his family! Family! Do you understand? "Family?

What is Family? Only those who support each other, care for each other, and work together for the happiness of this family are qualified to be family members. What kind of family are those who rely on blood ties and vainly try to drag their feet back as family members?

What kind of family affection that blood is thicker than water is fake. Why should I be family with a madman? I should have a good future, isn't it because of that madman that I stay in this kind of place? I'm the emperor, and I'm a fart prisoner!