Jin Hai held the body of the dog baby, walked out of the ancestral house step by step, and walked towards the cemetery in the mountain village. He picked up a grave with his hands next to his grave, his fingernails broken, blood mixed with dirt, containing tears of regret, and wrapped the souls of the dead.

The dog baby lies in the grave, quiet, cold, and lonely. Jin Hai knelt outside the grave, speechless, heartache, and remorse.

When the day was about to dawn, Jin Hai put the dog's beloved flashlight beside the dog, buried the dogboy with a handful of soil, and piled up a small grave, a grave bag that he personally sent his son out of this world.

Looking at this tomb, Jin Hai knelt down again, wrote the words "Tomb of the Dog Baby" on a wooden board with the blood on his hand, and inserted it in front of the Dog Baby's grave.

"Fat Xu, what about the old crooked man?" After returning to the city, Jin Hai couldn't find the two crooked brothers, so he found Xu Fatzi, who was in the fat pig business.

"They said that the people here offered too low, and they went out of town to talk to the next family." Fat Xu pulled Jin Hai to a secluded place.

"Can you contact them, I have something to say."

"I said, brother, what's wrong with you, as if you came out of the ditch." Xu Fatzi saw Jin Hai covered in mud and hadn't slept for several nights.

"I'll go home now, and you can contact me and call me back." After Jin Hai finished speaking, he turned his head and left, leaving Xu Fatzi alone in the same place.

"What's wrong with this Jin Hai, he met a ghost!" Xu Fatzi was puzzled, shook his head and went back to continue his business, not taking Jin Hai's situation to heart.

He didn't know that Jin Hai had already experienced the pain of losing his son and had been hit. People often have to endure blows to wake up, and after sobering up, Jin Hai recalled all this that happened, and he figured out one thing, that is, he had fallen into the trap of others.

Jin Hai regretted it, but no matter how much he regretted it, he couldn't get his son's life back. What he can do now is that he can no longer be sorry for the entire mountain village, and he wants to find the jade cane and make up for the sins he has committed.

Xu Fatzi couldn't contact the two crooked brothers, so he only gave the old crooked a rough whereabouts. Jin Hai began to search frantically, but he couldn't find him locally, so Jin Hai went to other places, which is also the reason why people in the village couldn't find him back and forth.

Half a month later, Jin Hai returned to Pingxian tiredly. The crooked brothers seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and there was no news of them again. Jin Hai hid at home every day to drink and live, making people not like people and ghosts. When he is drunk, he can forget his heartache, but the voice and appearance of the dog baby have always surrounded him. Jin Hai could only keep drinking to numb himself, lying on the ground to sleep when he was drunk, and continuing to drink when he woke up. He no longer felt the pain of his body, let alone the meaning of life.

Jin Hai held the fruit knife at home and trembled at his wrist. Pick it up, put it down, put it down, pick it up, and in the end he still hesitated and didn't do anything to himself.

In his heart, he wanted to find the jade cane and make a settlement for himself, and also make a settlement with Lao Crooked and others.

Things in the world may be a coincidence, or they may be certain. Because the old crooked brothers couldn't find a good home, they actually returned to Pingxian.

Jin Hai found Lao Crooked in a hotel.

"Old crooked!"

"Ah, Brother Jin, how did you find here?" The old crooked was surprised that Jin Hai found him.

"What, can't I come here? Could it be that you deliberately avoided me and did not dare to see me, or did you do something wrong? Jin Hai went directly into the room and found that only Lao Wei was alone in the room.

"What do you say, what can I not dare to see you. I haven't just come back, and I haven't looked for you yet! The old crooked hurriedly closed the door and sat opposite Jin Hai.

"Where's the jade cane?"

"It's not like we haven't shot yet! You wait, Lao Zheng went to the field again, and he will come back in a few days, and there will be good news immediately. The old crooked skin said with a smile.

"I changed my mind. Give me back your cane, and I will sell the house and pay you back the three hundred and fifty thousand. ”

"How can this work? Things have been said and cannot be changed! The old crooked man immediately stood up from the stool and said strongly. This jade cane is not an ordinary thing, although the old crooked went out this time and failed to get rid of it, but he already knew its value, if it was not too valuable, it would have been sold a long time ago.

"Why not, this is a thing from our mountain village, and I am in charge after all." Jin Hai also stood up from the side of the bed excitedly.

"You know, you don't owe 350,000 now, but 1 million, you can pay it back!"

"You liars! I'll go to the Public Security Bureau to expose you! Jin Hai said and walked out.

The old crooked grabbed Jin Hai, changed his tone, and said with a smile: "Brother Jin, it's easy to say, it's easy to say, don't get excited, I'll return the cane to you." ”

Jin Hai was pulled to the side of the stool and sat on the stool by the old crooked. The old crooked then walked to the head of the bed and took out a cloth bag.

"It's here, don't worry!"

Jin Hai was just about to get up to check, but he was stopped by the old crooked.

"Brother Jin, what are you anxious about, you are still afraid of running away, come, drink saliva and talk about it."

The old man crooked up and poured water for Jin Hai, and took the opportunity to secretly pour a packet of medicine into the teacup. Jin Hai was originally wary, and he saw this old crooked action from the mirror on the wall.

Jin Hai took out the fruit knife he was going to commit suicide from his arms and stabbed the old crooked.

Looking at the old crooked man lying in a pool of blood, Jin Hai did not feel afraid, but had a sense of relief to let go.

Jin Hai threw down the knife, walked out of the hotel, and walked towards the Public Security Bureau.

The truth of the matter was revealed, and the death of the dog baby was also revealed. It is really that people are not as good as heaven, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

After completing the formalities with Ling Feng, Jin He held Jin Hai's ashes, Jin Ren held a jade cane, and Long Yang left the county with the sorrow that the child should not have.

"Grandpa Jin, do you say that people in this world are so complicated?" Long Yang followed Jin Ren's side with a full of incomprehension, looked up at Jin Ren and asked.

"Complex? In fact, people are very simple, and they make themselves complicated. Jin Ren didn't know what words to use to explain the people in the world, and when he heard Long Yang say the word complicated, he felt that these two words were also very appropriate.

"How did you complicate yourself?" Long Yang then asked.

"It's desire! It's desire that makes them forget simplicity! Jin He, who has been silent, said.

Long Yang looked up at Jin He, and Jin Ren also looked at Jin He in surprise.

At this time, Jin He looked at Jin Hai's urn with tears in his eyes, and hugged his hands tightly.

"Hey!" Jin Ren sighed and turned his head and walked towards the mountain.

Jin He turned his head and looked at the county seat in the distance. After a while, he walked up the hill without saying a word.

"Is the desire in the county?" Long Yang couldn't figure it out, so he could only follow behind the two of them and climb up the mountain step by step.

Life is mountaineering, you have to work hard, leave your desires behind, and throw them at the bottom of the mountain.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Long Yang seemed to understand a little. He also looked back at the bottom of the mountain, as if something was following him on the way up, and he couldn't see clearly in a vague way, like a person returning home.