It's a small village – it's closed all year round, and the most frequented place is the town's market, perhaps to the next village to hang out and see the people.

This village, it's such a small one, and there are no outsiders, one generation, one generation, everyone is an ordinary person, and that's it, there is no characteristic, this village, like a traditional village, this village, like a place that is going to decay, think about it, the modern world, a village-

The standard of living has always stopped in the Qing Dynasty, in modern society.

In the village, there is a young man, he is only a teenager now, an ordinary age, but he follows his father into the mountains to hunt.

At that time, it didn't matter much to study, everything was like everything should be going in the direction, going into the mountains to hunt and learn crafts......

"This kid can't be kept!"

Looking at his palm prints, the fortune teller shook his head and sighed.

The child raised his head and didn't say anything, he knew that this was nonsense, it was his life. The person who counts the name knows everything, and what he is is is what he is.

Even the next village has to come here on purpose, and when you reach the age of eight, you have to come to tell fortunes.

If it is a bad character, it will even implicate the people of a village. But his father, with a resolute face.

People who haven't paid enough money can't stay in this village. That's the truth.

That year, he stayed at home all day, listening to the noise of the outside world, the villagers who were clamoring to throw him off the cliff, and even put him in a pigsty and raised him as a pig.

"Dad, this boy is really bad—you're the best and strongest boy in our village...... You can't go too! ”

At that time, that group of villagers was retained in this way. In the air, the malice of this world, as if the whole world is doing it right!

……

The boy cried, cried very sadly, this little man, it was as if he had been left in a corner of the world, no one cared about, no one cared.

"Don't worry, no one will kick you out with me."

His father took a puff of dry tobacco, clicked it, spat out a puff of smoke rings, then sat up and went into the mountains. When he returned, he was covered in blood, and he was dragging a tiger in his hand, but one arm was gone, and blood was dripping from the mountain.

That is, the next day, the fortune teller's family ate meat.

But that night, his father was lying on the bed, his blood soaked red with a whole strip of cloth, and the strip of cloth on the wound smelled of rot, that is, with the help of these old people, this life was saved.

The child lay down in front of his father's bed, and his father's voice was weak, as if he had been drained, but he was just laughing and touching his son's head.

At that time, he didn't understand anything, and felt that this was his home. It's good that no one throws mud at them anymore and shouts, "Broom star, get out, get out!" ”

Nor will anyone underestimate themselves, push themselves, and think of themselves as a disgusting person......

It was as if the world had regained its friendliness, and looked at him with a smile—

At least, that's what he thought at the time. He was playing with his friends, and his father was sitting in the back of the house teaching a few young men hunting skills.

My father lost one hand, but it was only his left hand, and it was still easy to move, so there would be nothing special. At that time, he thought that he would be his father's left hand. My father lost that arm for himself. yes, everything, it's so ridiculous, just when he transferred to the town's junior high school, something happened.

"Get out of here, it's because of you!"

Do you push everything on him......

Also, after all, everyone still has a little impression of themselves. However, on that day, it was my father's "stepmother" in the next village who came here, and by the way, she brought a boy who was much older than herself.

I heard that this is his older brother. Do you have an older brother?

But this time the two of them had only met once.

Because the fortune teller opened his mouth—

It's like the village chief, and the fortune teller scolds the father and son in the same tone as the village chief.

It was a small child, and he didn't understand why he was still being driven away, and what mistakes he had made. He felt that although he had spoken ill of him in the past, he knew so many admirable fortune tellers who others didn't know, why did he have a ......

Feelings of disgust.

The face is full of horizontal meat, the face is smiling, and the hands are constantly rubbing back and forth on the chest.

Is this the person who wants to kick himself out of this village? This man is so hateful, he didn't see his father's lost left hand and his stepmother and brother?

"We're men anymore." Talking to him like this, he left his stepmother in the village, found a few respected old men in the village, entrusted the child to the past, and the father and son walked out of the village.

The outside world......

At that time, he had the feeling that the boulder had been lowered from his chest, as if he had lost something.

The life of a teenager has opened a new chapter. To his very good friend, kind father, kind father, his father relied on the skill of washing the hood that he had learned with great difficulty, and in the town, he could earn a lot of money every day, not only that, but also take him to eat meat.

The classmates in the class, that is, Xiaoxiao, don't care about what the child is - they are the children of the new generation, how can they have any concept? They are seedlings that grow healthily.

"Next time I take you to eat Pit Daji, do you know Pit Daji, my father has taken me to eat a few times, it's delicious!"

"Let's go, the movie theater in town is open!"

Movie...... Isn't it rare that a few people come to the village and lay a cloth in the open air? How can there be such a place to show movies?

"I'll tell you, this is a dancing music box that my dad brought from a certain place! You see, just turn this, and you're good to go! ”

Nodding, accidentally, the thing fell to the ground.

"Eh, it's okay, I have it at home, my dad runs a factory, and he can make a lot of money!"

Money...... It's okay, this thing is so expensive at first glance...... You're all so nice.

"Eh, where do you live?" It's a pretty girl, and the corners of her eyes are crooked when she laughs......

"I ...... I live in a small shed, just south of town...... I used to be a ...... in the village."

"Wow! There's a lot to do in the village...... Are there a lot of critters? ”

"Yes...... bar. ”

"Then you can take me with you later!"

But, it seems, inside the town, there is a bit of a bad smell right now......

"Those from the village are from the village, their teeth are so black, have you ever brushed your teeth? My parents said, I'm a lady! You keep me away! ”

"Does your dad have no hands? Haha, what would a person without hands look like? If you don't have a left hand, you don't have a hand! What's the difference...... Let me go see your dad next time! ”

This, it's like the eyes of a village child looking at a cricket, what's going on?

"My dad bought it from the United States! How can you afford it? You can't afford it! ”

"You're so dirty! I don't want to be at the same table with you! ”

He remained silent. There's nothing to say, what they say is the truth......

Indeed, he came out of a useless village, and the people in the village had never seen the world, so where was the toothbrush...... Where are the toys......

He didn't cry, he just sat in his seat, thinking about what his father had taught him, and in his hand, polishing a small wooden knife.

"Dad has something to do today, you are alone at home, obedient!"

A hole in the ceiling revealed a ray of sunlight that shone on my father's face, after all, it was all like that......

My father was very busy, and he had to support himself. He thought, staying at home, taking advantage of the rays of sunlight on the top, looking at a novel book in his hand that he had borrowed so hard, as if it were something...... Martial arts novels, after all, the things in them are really good-looking.

With a "bump", the wooden door was kicked open, and a young man with very thin hair walked in, looked around, and soon his eyes were on a jar of money.

"Little doll, uncle will borrow your family's money and return it to you soon, can you lend it to your uncle?"

He's not stupid, he knows that this kind of thing can't be easily trusted.

He raised his head and looked at the man, the man's face was smirking, his face twitched, but there was a trace of ill will in his eyes, and the man's hands were still maintaining a frequency, rubbing each other incessantly.

It's as if the fortune teller who got himself out of the village, as if the fortune teller was looking at the tiger's corpse and smiling maliciously, as if he had seen something good, as if he were a commodity on the shelf waiting to be sold.

Holding the money jar in his arms, he shook his head.

The man took a step forward and sealed all the space, and the smile on his face became more and more hypocritical, like a big bad wolf that induced the little white rabbit, and was about to eat the little white rabbit in the next second, and the corners of his mouth were still grinning high one second.

He was nervous. I have never seen anyone like this before, even the fortune teller is hidden in his heart, this person, just like this, his greed is overflowing.

The boy clenched his hands, hugged the money jar, and shook his head again.

The man finally couldn't bear it anymore and pounced on him to fight with the young man. When he was a teenager, his body had not yet grown, how could he resist this kind of thing, the boy thought a lot.

The father who went out early and returned late to earn money, the father who came back from the mountain with a broken arm and was bloody, and the father who touched his head with a smile and told him that there was still hope for everything.

So, even though his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he still didn't let go, his teeth tightened, and he thought of the wooden knife he had sharpened during the day. He doesn't want this person to succeed, why should he take himself as a prey and rob his own things?

I'm the hunter.

Gritting his teeth, the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh sounded, and a bloody arrow flew out of the young man's thigh, and the sharp pain stimulated his nerves.

"Little Brute ......"

scolded in his heart, the man opposite worked harder, and at this time, his face was red.

However, a majestic figure stood in the doorway.

His father returned.