For several days, Dawn wandered around the village like a lonely ghost, and when he saw pedestrians, he took refuge from afar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Several times, he stood on the hill in the distance and watched his home, and in the past few days, I don't know how many people have been coming in and out, either overtly or secretly.

Those who have coveted the "cornucopia" and the wealth of the Li family for a long time finally have the opportunity to take advantage of the void.

Li Tianming remembered the faces of these people, Uncle Zhang in the village, Uncle Li in the next village, and Second Brother Xing in Houtun...... They are not less taken care of by Li Zhenbei's grace on weekdays.

At first, everyone pretended to walk around the door, as if it was a relative "visiting".

Later, some people pushed the door without even saying hello.

The news of the sentence of the Li family's father and son should have spread all over the past few days.

In the past few days, there has been an "endless stream" of people coming in and out, and many people have deliberately come to "visit" when the night is quiet.

It's a pity that these people all came and returned with a bang, the Li family did not have the magnificence they imagined, nor did they have a mountain of gold and silver treasures, and the only thing worth a little money in the family was only a few jars of grain, oil, rice and noodles - no different from ordinary people, it was simply poor! Where is there a family of tomb robbers!

Li Tianming noticed that there were still many unfamiliar faces coming in and out of the Li family's empty house.

In the past, when the master was there, outsiders had to be respectful when they passed by the door of the Li house. Now that the owner is gone, even the street gangsters dare to swagger in and out.

Dawn in the distance witnessed all this. There was no anger in his heart, only panic.

Now he is like a frightened bird, he does not dare to go home, nor dare to see people. I didn't eat or drink, so I could only steal things from the villagers' fields to eat, and I couldn't starve to death.

A few days later, I heard a loudspeaker in the village shouting from afar: "Tomorrow morning, the township will hold a public sentencing meeting, and the documents have been issued on it, and tomorrow the students will suspend classes, the workers will stop working, and the farmers will consciously organize, and everyone will go to the township XX Road to visit and study ......."

After Li Tianming heard this, he was stunned, since his father and brother were arrested, he had not shed a single tear, but now there seemed to be endless sourness in his heart.

This should be my last chance to meet my father and brother, right?

"I'm going to see them again, I haven't said goodbye to them yet......" Li Tianming had a strong thought in his heart.

In the past few days, he has been sleeping outside, his clothes are in tatters, his hair is long and dirty, and he is like a beggar.

In the evening of this day, Li Tianming sat on the top of the mountain and watched his home from afar, until the early morning of the next day, when the night was fading, he finally made a decision: go back again!

Most of the people in the village were still asleep, the street was empty, Li Tianming secretly came to the door of his house, did not dare to enter through the gate, climbed through the fence into the courtyard, and saw that the yard was in a mess, and there were traces of crucian carp soup spilled on the ground.

Li Tianming was stunned, and the scene of eating with his father and brother seemed to be yesterday. The eldest brother seems to be chatting about his daughter-in-law in Gejia Village.

I hid under the window and eavesdropped for a long time, and only after confirming that no one was there did I dare to push the door in.

As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned! Is this still the familiar home? The once neat and clean home has become a mess.

Many holes had been dug in the walls, several large pits had been dug in the ground, and several wooden beams had been broken in the roof - and the whole house had been turned upside down as if it had been a catastrophe.

The cabinets were broken, the boxes were rotten, the clothes were thrown everywhere, and there was not a single intact thing left in the whole house.

Even the big vat of rice was smashed, and the rice grains were sprinkled all over the ground, and some people urinated in it, and some people left a lump of.

Li Tianming didn't care about tidying up, so he picked up a fairly clean piece of clothing from the ground and changed it into. I scooped water from the courtyard and washed my body briefly. At this time, the rooster crows in the distance, and it is almost dawn.

Li Tianming picked up a fragment of the mirror and carefully examined himself in the mirror—his hair was long and messy, his face was thin and gloomy, and his beard was unkempt—this dejected face felt strange to him.

Li Tianming messed up his hair to cover most of his face, picked up a few clothes and wrapped them on his back, quietly turned out of the courtyard, and hurried to the village.

It takes more than 20 miles from the village to the township, and Li Tianming dragged his feet for an hour or two, and he didn't eat or sleep well for several days, he was malnourished, and his physical strength was seriously unable to keep up.

On the way, there were people who were driving to the countryside and kindly asked him where he was going, if he wanted a ride, he shook his head and refused, he didn't trust anyone now, he didn't want to have anything to do with any creature with two legs and one mouth.

When I arrived in the township, I found the road mentioned on the loudspeaker, and found that both sides of the road were already crowded with people, stretching for several miles.

There is a neat contingent of primary school students with red scarves; There are working-class people in overalls with a serious face; There are peasant brothers who climb on the trees and stand in the ditch.

Li Tianming stood trembling in the distance, all his eyes saw were the faces of strangers from other villages, even so, he still carefully lowered his head, covered his mouth with his sleeve, and did not dare to make contact with anyone.

After about half an hour, the procession came, and in the distance I saw a train of more than a dozen liberation trucks, driving mightily and slowly.

The truck is deliberately full of speed, and the motor roars, shaking people's heartstrings.

Dawn squeezed in from the crowd, everyone was craned their necks to watch the procession, and no one paid attention to the little man who had crept in.

From a distance, there was a middle-aged man standing on the front of the first truck, and two heavily armed soldiers standing next to him. Two arms were tied behind his back, and a square wooden board hung in front of the prisoner, on which was written: Shi Tianhua, hooliganism, death penalty!

Concise and inspiring.

The fonts are all written with a brush, and the ink seems to have not dried yet, and the large, neat Song style can be seen from a distance.

Contrary to what he imagined, the criminals were neither dying nor crying wolves, but just stood there in silence, with their heads bowed and expressionless.

Behind the first truck, followed by the second truck, on the front of the car, stood proudly Li Zhenbei!

Although there were two heavily armed soldiers standing beside him, Li Zhenbei still stood with his head held high, just like when he left home, wearing a Mao suit, his short hair neatly combed, and his face with the usual confidence and indifference—if it weren't for the eye-catching wooden sign hanging around his neck, he looked like a high-spirited leader.

Li Zhenbei, tomb robbery, death penalty!

The third truck stood Li Tianfan, the fourth truck stood Tianqing, and the fifth truck stood Tianfu.

Unlike his father's calm and calm, the three brothers are all depressed and listless, and the spirit of the past is gone.

Li Tianming didn't know what they had been through in the past few days, but it was certain that compared to them, the few days of his displacement were like heaven.

"Do you know why only one person is pulled in each car?"

"It's called pomp! The people who are parading the streets today are all people who have been sentenced to death! "There were obviously well-informed and understanding people in the crowd.

An old man is giving a vivid educational lesson to a few juniors:

"Ergazi, have you seen it? Usually in the village babbling, be careful which day...... Hmph" The second half of the sentence is self-evident.

"Second uncle, I didn't offend you, why did you curse me so much?" The young man who was counted out was not happy.

"Hmph, you young people, usually fly one by one, think that no one in the village can control you, right? I'm joking with my second uncle today, and I'm flirting with a girl tomorrow...... Hmph, don't think that the second uncle doesn't know anything...... Hmph, sooner or later, there will be a day of loss...... Hmph, don't listen to the old man......"

The old man seemed to have a great complaint against the young man, and his mouth was snorting, and cold air was constantly coming out of his nose.

"Do you know how these people died?"

A few young people next to him looked at the old man with wide eyes, after all, he was too young to see anything in the world.

The old man saw that he had succeeded in attracting everyone's attention, so he deliberately stopped and took out his cigarette pouch to hold the tobacco. A junior next to him hurriedly handed over a cigarette with a filter.

The old man took the cigarette, and immediately someone handed him a fire.

The old man took two sharp puffs and nodded with satisfaction: "Did you see that platoon of soldiers with guns?" A row of people kills one! Only one person is a real bullet, and the others are rubber bullets - so that the prisoner does not know who killed him, and he can't hold a grudge against him! ”

"It's so troublesome, isn't it over with your head covered?" A young man next to him muttered.

"Blindfolded will not serve the purpose of deterrence! This is the execution of criminals, and it is the delivery of justice. The old man made a righteous and awe-inspiring gesture of cutting off his head.

"You see, in every platoon there is a sharpshooter who wears through the Yang at a hundred paces. This bullet is usually aimed at the head, and a shot is a hole. The old man made a hole the size of a bowl.

A truck slammed the gas pedal, and there was a commotion in the crowd.

Seeing everyone's eyes, they were attracted by the team again. The old man continued to raise his voice and said, "Do you think that one shot is over? And what's more! ”

All eyes were on him again.

The old man said mysteriously: "After the shot, won't there be a hole in the head?" At this time, someone will go up and stir a few times in the hole with chopsticks! ”

"Damn, why is this?" Several young people were frightened by him.

The old man coughed, shook his bare fingers, and the person next to him handed another cigarette knowingly.

"I'm afraid that one shot won't kill someone, and if I stir my brain a few times, Da Luo Immortal won't be able to save it!"

The old man took a sharp puff of his cigarette and was swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog, when suddenly a woman slapped him on the back of the head.

"You're just following here and you, you've seen shooting? Have you ever seen killing? Where do you dare to brag about it, and who are they? How do you know if there's no family in the crowd? A broken mouth gets into trouble all day long......"

The woman scolded and grabbed the old man's ears and walked home, causing a small commotion in the crowd.

Li Tianming stood in the crowd with his neck shrunk and trembled uncontrollably, the old man's words painted a "vivid" picture in his heart, before he only knew that his father and brother would die, but he never imagined that the execution scene would be so tragic.

At this time, the procession convoy had already driven in front of him, and Li Tianming secretly looked up and saw his father's eyes as if they were wandering through the crowd.

For a moment, Dawn instinctively lowered his head, afraid to meet his father's eyes.

Is it a shame for stealing a living? Or is it sad for the death of his father and brother?

For years, Li Tianming couldn't understand why he avoided his father's gaze in the first place.

After a long time, the convoy finally left, and the crowd slowly dispersed, and Li Tianming walked aimlessly wrapped in the crowd...... Where to go? He didn't know either.

The ultimate goal of the team is the end of the life of the father and brother. And Li Tianming's life will continue in this world of unaccompanied and deceitful people.