The only antique shop in town, I sat weakly at the door, a little hesitant and hesitant to look at a rusty bronze branch of unknown age in my hand; This is one of the relics that my grandfather brought out of the tomb after he died, discarding a leg; Now, it has become a bargaining chip in my hands for eating, drinking, and having fun. I looked back at the antique shop behind me with a bit of gloom www.biquge.info and thought of my grandfather, the old man who had been in the limelight and subdued demons......

More than 50 years ago, a great famine swept across the country; The common people are in a situation of dire straits, hunger and hunger!

My father, Zhang Tianqing, was born in that era; But my father was born with a natural disease of 'varus', which in the words of our hometown is looped legs!

Fortunately, my grandfather Zhang Hu was a Taoist priest, and he was very popular in that era when people would starve to death every day! At that time, feudalism and superstition had not yet been completely eliminated from people's minds; Especially the villagers of my father and grandfather's generation pinned their lives on superstition. That's why my father survived in such an environment.

The father took a marriage when he was twenty years old, and it stands to reason that the father is a lap leg, how can an ordinary woman's family be willing to marry their daughter to such a naturally disabled person? However, in those days, the people in the village would not care who you were; As long as you have money in your family, you can make a good life for your daughter! Fortunately, my grandfather has a skill, and he also made a lot of money during the three-year disaster; Our family is one of the best in the village, so my father was able to marry my mother smoothly.

Perhaps God was destined to give me an incomplete family, but when I was sixteen years old, my father unknowingly suffered from another disease, leukemia! This disease is called "blood cancer" in our country.

It is a well-known fact that even now, any disease that is called "cancer" will mean the end of life. Not to mention in those days. In the end, my father left us behind, and my mother, who couldn't stand the oppression of life, resolutely chose to run away from home soon after.

However, things don't seem to be as simple as they seem; Grandpa has always blamed himself for his father's death, and since his father left, he has been numbing himself with alcohol every day. I don't do any Dharma in the village, except for drinking every day, just a word in my mouth!

"Son! Daddy killed you. ”

I once asked why my grandfather blamed my father's death on me, but my grandfather did not answer me clearly, but just said: "The way of heaven cannot be violated."

A few years later, my grandfather was disgraced, and I learned something from the few relics he left behind.

Those years coincided with the worst of the disaster, and countless people starved to death every day because they had nothing to eat; Although grandfather Zhang Tianqing was a Taoist priest, he should have been very popular, but at that time, how could he be starved to death; Grandpa couldn't bear to watch their family cry bitterly, so he made a decision to do things for free for those who didn't have money. However, the family has been cut off from financial resources since then.

As the Great Famine spread, the bark of the trees that covered the mountains was gnawed away; Everything that could be eaten was eaten by the hungry. Some have even turned their gaze to the dead bodies.

Grandpa, as a member of the Daomen, was already kind-hearted, and he didn't want to watch these countless fresh lives being starved to death; But he had no other way to do anything for these people, except to do a few more rituals for the deceased creatures and recite the mantra a few times all day, and he could only watch the neighbors who were still crying to the sky not long ago disappear one by one, and even before they could put on a decent life suit that could enter the earth and accompany them, they had been buried deep in the loess slope.

In the summer of 60, my grandfather lay alone on the big kang in the hall and smoked dry tobacco; Many people starved to death in their houses, and the smell of decay permeated the entire village because there was no one to collect them. The thick smoke from Grandpa's mouth washed away some of the smell in the air, and he looked at the newspaper on the roof with empty eyes, and sighed deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Huzi! Are you in the house?" A middle-aged man's shout came from outside the house!

"It's a duck! Come in......"

Hearing the shouts outside the house, Grandpa's empty eyes finally came back to his senses; But he still looked a little lifeless, and he sat up and responded to the outside of the house.

It turned out that outside the house was Li Deshun, my grandfather's playmate who grew up, but for some reason he got the nickname "duck". Li Deshun was very familiar with his back, lifted the door curtain with both hands, and entered the hall.

"Yo, Huzi, lie there! Orchids aren't there? ”

Li Deshun looked around and saw that only his grandfather was lying on the kang alone in the house, and said casually;

"I went to deliver the mother-in-law of the Li Er's family......" Grandpa leaned back and continued to lie on the big kang, and replied with a match on the futon behind him.

The orchid that Li Deshun said in his mouth is my grandmother, whose full name is Zhao Lanhua; Speaking of my grandmother, I still have a little bit to say;

Grandma Zhao Lanhua was born into a scholarly family, and was originally the only daughter of a teacher in the city; Due to her different backgrounds, she has been influenced by socialism under the influence of her father since she was a child, and she can be regarded as a new woman in modern society. In 1947, during the war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, grandma Zhao Lanhua's parents were assassinated by the Kuomintang due to their special status, leaving only 18-year-old Orchid. After losing her parents, her grandmother did not fall because of this, but went to the People's Liberation Army stationed in the city at that time alone, became a strong revolutionary soldier, and became a hygienist; And my grandfather and grandmother met during this period.

One day in May 1948, the logistics team of grandma Zhao Lanhua was ordered to go north; The 12 hours of rapid marching had already left our soldiers so tired and tired that they could not even lift their legs. It was already one or two o'clock in the evening; Therefore, the captain of the logistics team ordered the whole team to rest in place.

The revolutionary fighters who had received the order finally breathed a deep sigh when they heard the captain's order, and they didn't care about the mud on the ground, so they just found a big tree and sat down; In a short time, it was already silent! And grandma Zhao Lanhua was also like everyone else, she couldn't stand the harassment of sleepiness and fell asleep deeply.

"Knock...... Boom...... Boom! ”

Suddenly, I don't know how long it took, but my grandmother Zhao Lanhua, who was sleeping, was frightened to wake up by a "knock knock ......" sound; The voice was long and long, as if it was close to the ears and as if it was far away in the sky, which frightened the grandmother with palpitations, and hurriedly turned around to wake up the comrades around her; But when Grandma looked back, there were no comrades in the empty woods, and she was the only one standing under the big tree, looking so out of place; The surrounding trees are more and more terrifying under the dim moonlight, coupled with the "knock" sound from time to time, which frightened Zhao Lanhua, who was in her twenties, screamed and ran away.