Gu Xue said: "At this time, the elder opened the lid of the pot, and what he took out from it was a long sword!" ”

Speaking of this, Gu Xue was silent.

Lang Si was stunned and asked, "No?" ”

Gu Xue said: "There are more. ”

Lang Si said: "There will be more in the future, so why don't you say it?" ”

Gu Xue pointed to the dead body's clothes and said, "Look, new handwriting has come out, is it necessary for me to continue!" ”

I saw another line of words on the clothes of the dead body, and the content of the words was: "Enough! You've got enough! No one can tell a good story! Wondering who I am, no way. ”

Gu Jun said: "Gu Xue, you say, do you want to beat this dead corpse!" ”

Gu Xue said: "Whatever, I don't have a rut." ”

Lang Si couldn't wait for a long time, and he was about to kick when he raised his foot, but Huang Ma stopped him again, and Huang Ma said, "What are you doing!" What are you doing! What are you doing here? In case this dead corpse is Xiao Man, you do this, how can Xiao Man rest in peace in the dire hell, then he will not crawl out of hell and eat you! ”

Lang Si said: "It is said that there are eighteen floors in hell, even if you take the elevator, you can't say that you can come up!" Besides, it's still crawling, so let me kick him well! ”

Yang Yi said: "Wait a minute, kicking the corpse is a great disrespect to the deceased!" Let me tell you a heartwarming story! ”

Lang Si quieted down, and he said, "Okay, little goat, you have a set of storytelling, you can say it." ”

Yang Shan then said:

There is a big plane tree at the entrance of the village, and its leaves have never fallen off after being baptized by strong winds. Although it was already the season of falling leaves, the old tree seemed to be waiting for something, refusing to throw the last leaf to the sleeping earth.

Xiaohu's hand caressed the rough skin of the big sycamore, and his heart also seemed to be rough, so he felt that he was touching his own heart when he touched the tree. Xiaohu's misty eyes looked at the sunset blankly, and the serum on his face was even more vivid in the afterglow of the sunset. He actually didn't like this plane tree, because the roots of the tree were rooted outside the village, and its shadow was always so lonely, but since Xiaohu's mother returned to her parents' home, Xiaohu often felt lonely, so he chose to immerse himself and chose the old sycamore in the sunset.

Just when Xiaohu was distracted, a man drove a few sheep towards here. The man was a low man, and wore a torn hat with dewy cotton; His face was like an old eggplant, ugly and dirty. He walked up to Xiaohu angrily, pointed at Xiaohu with a rope whip and said, "What are you doing here?" Is all the homework done? Look at your face...... Did you let people beat it again? I just can't understand why anyone else will beat you if no one fights? ”

Little Tiger glared at the old eggplant. Old Eggplant is Xiaohu's father, named Luo Fucai, but the villagers call him "Rabbit" to describe him as deformed and low.

"You stare again?" Luo Fucai twisted Xiaohu's ears.

Xiaohu was not convinced, he felt very aggrieved, he didn't say a word, no matter how hard Luo Fucai tried, he just stared at his father, and his teeth were clenched.

Luo Fucai let go of his hand and looked at the dark sky and said, "I don't have time to pay attention to you, it's dark, go home." And he drove the sheep home. When Xiaohu heard the word "go home", his heart jumped inexplicably, and his two legs walked up without obeying the call, and followed Luo Fucai closely.

Luo Fucai pretended to look at the sky, glanced at the serum on Xiaohu's face and asked, "Who hit it?" ”

Xiaohu lowered his head and said, "It's still Zhang Hemin and a few of them, they always bully me." After school today, I rode my car and didn't hinder them at all, but Zhang Hemin hit my car in a good way, and knocked me down, and I scolded him.

Luo Fucai said angrily: "You can't beat people, aren't you just looking for a beating!" ”

Xiaohu shook his head and said: "I know, I didn't dare to scold loudly, I just scolded quietly, but I didn't know that there were Zhang Hemin's people behind me, he shouted when he heard it, and finally several people beat me." ”

Luo Fucai was furious, and he clenched the whip wrapped with thin wire and whipped it towards the sheep, and he beat the sheep as Zhang Hemin's junior high school students. In Xiaohu's eyes, the beaten sheep was himself, and he felt that his father was angry that he was beating him.

At dinner in the evening, Luo Fucai suddenly remembered Xiaohu's last exam, and he asked, "Huzi, it's been a week since the exam, and the results are out, right?" ”

Xiaohu looked at the dim chandelier, and said in a gloomy and difficult tone: "It's out, but I didn't announce the ......."

"Nonsense!" Luo Fucai got up from his chair, and his head lightly touched the light bulb, so that the whole chandelier swayed, and the shadows in the light swayed.

Xiaohu whispered, "Teacher I said...... Tomorrow there will be a parent-teacher conference, and he will read the results to the parents. ”

Luo Fucai snorted, twisted his face and said, "Go or not, your level must still be in the countdown." ”

Xiaohu got into the quilt, covered his head with the quilt and said loudly: "Don't go tomorrow, my mother has been to the parent-teacher meeting, you have never been!" ”

Luo Fucai didn't speak, he sat down, he felt that he and the shadow were swaying on the ground and couldn't be calm.

The next day, Luo Fucai still went to school and attended the parent-teacher conference. Unexpectedly, when the meeting was finally dismissed, the teacher asked Luo Fucai to stay.

Xiaohu watched other people's parents go home with their children, but his father was left behind, his whole heart was raised, and he walked around the school gate uneasy.

Xiaohu's teacher ******, and he said to Luo Fucai seriously: "I have some understanding of your family's situation, I think the child's grades are not important, the important thing is whether the child can grow up healthily." He's a teenager now, and he's going to be an adult soon, but it seems to me that he's very problematic to be a healthy person. He is silent in the class, distracted in class, and the important thing is that he is timid by nature and does not dare to face difficulties, always running away from something. I think it has a lot to do with the homeschooling factor......"

"He's timid by nature because he's insecure. I can see that he is very lonely, I don't know how you are a parent, you should be his dependence, you should let him feel that you are his backer, you are behind him to support him and push him, you should give him the confidence to speak loudly, let him dare to speak in class......"

Luo Fucai stared at Mr. Xiaohu's black-framed glasses, as if there was a world in them that he, a farmer, had never been to. He had never heard such profound words, and he had never known that his love for his son was so flawed.

Xiaohu finally saw his father pushing the cart out, but Luo Fucai's expression was not as angry and helpless as Xiaohu imagined, but was calm and silent. Luo Fucai took Xiaohu home, and no one spoke all the way. At lunchtime, Luo Fucai actually drank wine, and it was a sipping of a glass. Xiaohu's heart was pounding, he didn't know that Luo Fucai was brewing a plan in his heart.

Luo Fucai drank the last glass of wine, and the base of his neck was already red as if it was on fire. He slapped the table vigorously, stood up and said to Xiaohu, "Huzi, go!" I'll take you to Zhang Hemin, I want to make him bleed a little on his face, I want to tell them that no one can bully you anymore from now on, Dad is your backer, go! ”

Luo Fucai took Xiaohu's hand and came to the door of the restaurant opened by Zhang Hemin's house drunk. It happened that Zhang Hemin was feeding bones to his white-haired dog at the door. Maybe the white-haired dog smelled the angry wine, raised his head and barked at Luo Fucai twice. Luo Fucai bent down and picked up half a brick from the ground, raised it above his head and shouted: "You beast dare to be crazy in front of people, and if you call me again, I will slap you to death with a brick!" ”

Zhang Hemin was a little panicked and turned around and ran towards the restaurant. The white-haired dog also ran after him in embarrassment.

Luo Fucai became angry, because he was used to being cowardly on weekdays, and this time he saw that someone was afraid of him, so he had to boil his blood. And the little tiger behind him was trembling with fright. Luo Fucai pointed to the restaurant and shouted: "Zhang Hemin, get out of here!" You often bully my son, and I want to pay you back today with interest......"

A tall man ran out of the restaurant, he was Zhang Hemin's father, Zhang Dade. Zhang Dade stood in front of Luo Fucai and said in a dull voice: "Luo Rabbit, where did you eat the ambitious leopard dare to spread wild in front of my door, do you want me to smash you to the ground with one punch?" ”

Luo Fucai looked up at Zhang Dade as if he saw a towering mountain, and the wine in his stomach was gone. He was half angry when he had the confidence to speak. But he knew that his son was still looking at him behind him, so he plucked up his courage and said: "Zhang Dade, you can't be unreasonable, your son always bullies my son, you see your son beat him...... It's all bleeding......"

Zhang Dade snorted coldly and said: "Then who can blame, who made your son's chassis low and beat my son." There's no way, if you want to blame, blame yourself, who made you give birth to your son as filthy as you. ”

Luo Fucai was angry, he also had dignity, he said: "No, your son must apologize to my son today!" ”

Zhang Dade was furious, and slapped Luo Fucai in the face fiercely, almost knocking him down. When the people on the road and the people in the restaurant saw them move, they all gathered around to persuade them.

At this time, Xiaohu's trembling heart was broken, and he cried helplessly. He had seen Luo Fucai beaten before, but he had never cried, and today he didn't know what was wrong, and he couldn't stop crying. Maybe Luo Fucai's beating this time was all for him.

Luo Fucai's legs were frightened, his face was pale, and the plan fell through. He thought that scaring and scaring people would scare people, make Xiaohu brave and confident from now on, and let Xiaohu know that he was Xiaohu's dependence. But I didn't expect to be scared down.

Zhang Dade grabbed Luo Fucai's collar and said, "Luo Rabbit, there is a kind of you who will tell Lao Tzu again!" ”

Luo Fucai felt that his face was numb and swelling, and his ears were buzzing, as if a large swarm of bees had burrowed into his ears. He was terrified, afraid that the bees would puncture his brain and stab him to death. He said to Zhang Dade with a smile on his face: "Lao Zhang, don't, don't do it, let's say something well, I drank a few sips of wine today, I don't know what to do, I dare to ...... Dare...... Hey, hey, hey. ”

Zhang Dade threw away his hand, patted Luo Fucai's chest and said: "Luo Rabbit, do you think that if you drink some horse urine, you are not your Luo Rabbit, let me tell you, you just drink a tank, and your chassis is still ......" The people in the circle couldn't help laughing, and someone shouted: "Luo Rabbit, don't you hurry up and leave, looking for a fight?" ”

Luo Fucai's face turned red, but no one saw it because he had drunk. He took Xiaohu's hand and went home in embarrassment.

On the way, Xiaohu wiped away his tears and stared at the back of Luo Fucai's head intently. He felt that his father's actions had caused him to lose all his people, and that the news would definitely spread all over the streets today. When the time comes, he will definitely become the laughing stock of his classmates.

Luo Fucai fell asleep on the bed when he got home, his head covered by the quilt, he didn't dare to look at his son, and he didn't dare to let his son look at him. In this way, Luo Fucai did not wake up until evening. It was already dark outside the window, and the dim light of the chandelier in the house made it seem that everything was dark.

Xiaohu was writing his homework under the chandelier, Luo Fucai pretended to cough and asked, "Huzi, what kind of food can we cook at night?" Xiaohu didn't say a word, but he didn't hear it, and continued to write his homework.

Luo Fucai's heart was sour, he felt ashamed of his son, so much so that he didn't sleep well all night.

When it was almost dawn, a whistle blew outside the house, and Luo Fucai got up to scoop water in the tank and found that the water was frozen and a finger thick. Xiaohu got up, packed up his homework, and prepared for school. Luo Fucai hurriedly took out a shabby thick jacket with exposed cotton from the cabinet and stuffed it to Xiaohu, and said, "It's cold today, put it on quickly." ”

Xiaohu didn't speak, threw the padded jacket on the bed and turned around to leave, Luo Fucai grabbed Xiaohu's arm and said loudly: "You put it on for me, it's so cold, do you want to freeze to death!" ”

Xiaohu didn't show weakness, and said: "Even if I freeze to death, I won't wear it out and be embarrassed!" ”

"What a bastard!" Luo Fucai couldn't help but scold, "Don't you know that you have a problem with vomiting when you catch a cold, you are so tough, don't you listen to anyone?" ”

"No," Xiaohu said, "I only listen to my mother, and if my mother is at home, she will be allowed to make me a new padded jacket." ”

"It's your mother again, what's so good about your mother, if your mother is good, why did you leave ruthlessly......"

"No," Xiaohu's eyes moistened, "My mother was angry with you, my mother is not only angry with outsiders, but also angry with you at home, you have no interest...... You! ”

Luo Fucai stretched out his hand and slapped Xiaohu, as a father, how could he tolerate his son's insults. But after the fight, he regretted it again, he looked at his son with a complicated expression, and wanted to say something but he couldn't spit out anything......"