"That kid has reappeared. He walked straight up to the man, and he said. Brother Xiaowu, I have forgiven you a long time ago."

Dry and unkempt hair, covering the entire face. He leaned over the earthen wall. The oil lamp flickered and shone on the old clothes.

The dark wind rises.

Lift the curtain of his heavy hair.

The candlelight is faint.

Shine on his face, which does not see the light of day.

He.

No face.

A hoarse and dark voice rang out.

Like a knife that has been dulled for a long time, sharpening its blade on a rough stone.

He said: "I am Ding Wentong, I killed Dou Zhiwu and Miao Xing'er,"

"I'm Ding Wentong, I killed Dou Zhiwu and Miao Xing'er......"

He's crazy.

I sighed.

If the heart is imprisoned, how can you escape?

The child appeared, like a ghost. He stood unkempt and abruptly inside the dungeon.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and there were many crooked needles and threads.

Glancing at the damp ground, he walked straight to the faceless man.

He leaned slowly against the wall next to the faceless man. A large and a small one, huddled in a low dungeon.

A childish and firm voice sounded.

Like a field that has been dry for a long time, it suddenly encounters a drizzling rain.

He said: "Brother Xiaowu, I have forgiven you a long time ago,"

A hoarse and dark voice rang out.

Like a knife that has been dulled for a long time, sharpening its blade on a rough stone.

He said: "Brother Xiaowu, I have forgiven you a long time ago,"

So, they said.

"Brother Xiaowu, I have forgiven you a long time ago,"

The child read, and the man echoed.

Like an old wall, it can't compete with the mottling of time. The painted paint on the adherent surface peels off in large patches.

Show...... A golden glow.

The child disappeared again.

However, he didn't go far. He just became, a golden figure.

Soon, he got up and raised his golden arm. Gently climbing, the faceless man's unkempt hair.

Like a field that has been dry for a long time, it suddenly encounters a drizzling rain.

He said: "Brother Xiaowu, I have forgiven you a long time ago,"

The golden light was so bright that the ground was like thousands of oil lamps lit. He turned into a ball of light and sank into the faceless man's eyebrows.

……

Fufeng Street, Zhangliu Lane.

The kid of the Ding family is so beautiful, his skin is as tender as Lu Ji's white tofu.

Don't look at his small arms and legs, but Su Rili likes to play with knives and guns the most.

The kid of the Dou family is really strong, and his body is as strong as the calf of the Li family.

Don't look at his strong arms and legs, but he likes to study weekdays.

Ding Dou's two families have been friends for generations.

This matter is known to everyone in Zhangliu Lane.

You marry my son, and I marry your daughter.

The two families have been married for generations, and broken bones can still connect tendons.

Yes, Ding Wentong and Dou Zhiwu.

Ever since I put on the diaper, I've been playing together.

Ding Wen has big eyes and a round face, a straight nose and curly eyelashes. The whole person is like a boy in a painting, handsome and pleasing and pitying.

Therefore, the whole chapter of the people of the willow alley. When I saw him, I liked to pinch his little face and tease him.

This matter, for the parties, is not so wonderful. The excessive enthusiasm of adults is often involved in children's wars.

In this way, Ding Wentong became the public enemy of the children. Even when he wields a knife and a gun, his friends laugh at him as a little girl.

Five or six four or five-year-old babies circled around the door of Ding's house. They clapped their hands and danced and sang.

"Zhangliu Lane, Zhangliu Lane, every family is a good man. The boy of the Dou family is like a cow, the kid of the Zhang family is like a wolf, and the kid of the Ding family is like a girl......"

"Shut up," Ding Wentong scolded loudly, grabbed a pebble and threw it over.

A few little babies scattered in a hurry, and when they ran away, they turned around and grimaced at him.

"Damn!" Ding Wentong angrily kicked the stone at his feet.

"Xiaotong, Xiaotong, guess what I bought?"

Dou Zhiwu trotted over, and the hot air coming out of his head turned into wisps of white smoke in the cold wind.

"Brother Xiaowu, I'm annoying, Zhang Mazi is arranging me again," Ding Wentong clenched his little hands into fists, and was hammering the wooden threshold in annoyance.

Brother Xiao Wu grabbed his hand: "Why are you angry with yourself, they don't play with us, we are not rare!" ”

"Let's go, let's go to the artillery battle, I'll give you half of it," Xiao Wuge pulled Ding Wentong and walked outside Zhangliu Lane.

Ding Wen said: "Brother Xiaowu, I can't swallow this breath!" ”

Brother Xiao Wu tilted his little head and thought carefully for a while. Suddenly, he poked his head over and attached himself to Ding Wentong's ear.

God mysteriously said, "I know...... Where are they, in ...... At the secret base,"

"Secret base!" Ding Wen jumped up at the same time, and his eyes were full of incredulity

His little mouth was wide open, as if he could stuff a salted duck egg into it.

"Oops,"

Brother Xiao Wu bent over and covered his head, with tears shining in the corners of his eyes: "Brother Xiaotong, you slow down, it hurts to death,"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother Xiao Wu, I'll rub it for you," Ding Wentong hurriedly stepped forward, "I was wrong, I was wrong, Brother Xiao Wu, are you still in pain?" ”

Brother Xiao Wu glanced at Ding Wentong.

He was standing beside him against the light.

It looks like something out of the painting.

Ding Wentong is really good-looking.

Brother Xiao Wu thought, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl.

Bang bang, three more hits on the head.

Now, it hurts even more.

"Brother Xiaowu, what are you smiling at. I'm talking to you, are you listening? Ding Wentong asked loudly with a small face.

"Listening, listening, go, follow me,"

Two children of seven or eight years old were sneakily running out of the city.

"Brother Xiaowu, have you arrived," Ding Wentong pouted, and his two calves lifted weakly.

"It's coming, it's coming," Brother Xiao Wu reassured.

Kiln, Kiln.

"This is a ruined temple, what kind of mysterious base should I be," Ding Wen looked disappointed and sat down on the muddy floor.

"Shhh

Brother Xiao Wu covered his mouth and whispered: "I heard Xiao Mao say that they have hidden secret weapons in the base, and they have to patrol this place every day. Let's hide, it's not good to be discovered,"

Ding Wen heard the same thing, and suddenly came to his senses. He grinned, "I'm going to hide and scare them,"

After that, Ding Wentong got into the broken temple.

"Come back, come back ......"

Brother Xiao Wu shouted nervously, but saw Ding Wentong sticking his head out of the window, squeezing his eyebrows at him and making a grimace. Motioned for him to find a place to hide secretly.

Suddenly, there was no one at the window.

Xiao Wu stood in front of the door in a daze, a moment later. He plucked up his courage and went in the other direction.

Behind the temple gate, next to the big stone.

Brother Xiao Wu rubbed the cannon battle, and the smell of gunpowder exploded with a chirp.

"Dou Xiaowu, did anyone bring it?"

When Brother Xiao Wu heard this, he wiped all the artillery battles and threw them into the top of the temple.

Chirp~Chirp~Chirp~

A series of artillery battles rushed into the sky.

Brother Xiao Wu turned around silently, and a familiar person appeared in front of him.

A nine-year-old boy who is half a head taller than Brother Xiaowu and has a pockmarked face. was stepping on the stone domineeringly, looking at Brother Xiaowu with bad intentions.

"With ...... Brought, Zhang ...... Brother Zhang," Xiao Wu said timidly.

Brother Zhang pulled the corners of his mouth and stretched out a hand: "Bring it,"

"It's gone, it's over," Brother Xiao Wu threw the artillery box away, stretched out his two hands in the open space and showed it to Brother Zhang.

The numb-faced brother Zhang frowned, kicked him hard, and scolded: "Get out, get out,"

"No matter what happens, you are not allowed to come back, if you dare to tell the truth, you kid will die!"

Brother Xiao Wu shuddered, spread his legs and ran home.

That night, he had a dream.

In the dream, there is a younger brother, and the long-dilapidated temple.

The younger brother fell to the ground, and his body was covered with a heavy beam of fire.

The fire swept across his face in an instant, and the thick strands of hair were engulfed in the flames.

He cried out miserably, "Help me, save me." Brother Xiaowu. It hurts, it hurts, Brother Xiaowu. My waist is about to break, and my internal organs are about to burn. Where you are, where you are,"

"Why did you burn me, why did you leave me and go home by myself! Dou Zhiwu, I will never ...... I won't let you go! ”

A fire broke out in the deserted temple, and Zhangliu Lane fell from then on.

Brother Xiaowu burned for three days and three nights, and also lay in bed for three days and three nights.

After waking up, the huge Zhangliu Lane was about to be emptied.

Their family is also moving out.

"Mother, what about my younger brother,"

Dou Niangzi touched his head, but tears kept flowing.

After a long time, she said: "Brother Xiaotong, I went to a far away place,"

"Did they move away too?"

Dou Niangzi was silent, sighed and walked out again.

On the threshold, she looked down at the soles of her shoes and muttered to herself.

"I don't know which bastard threw the cannon into the ruined temple. Alas, good boy, just like that......"

Xiao Wu was barefoot.

I don't know when I stood behind her.

"Huh? Xiao Wu woke up, are you hungry? Mother, I'll cook for you,"