On the night when Chen Bangsheng's family was sent to the mountain for burial, my grandfather once again suffered from insomnia, tossing and turning for half the night without falling asleep, no matter how hypnosis he had, it didn't work. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At last he lost his patience, so he simply got up, took the dry tobacco pole and walked out into the yard, intending to blow the night breeze to wake up.

My grandfather wasn't the only one who had insomnia that night.

When I went out, the old man happened to meet my father.

The father and son seemed to know what the other was thinking, nodded to each other, said hello, and neither of them spoke, just squatting on the edge of the gate and smoking.

According to Fang Shiliang, the wind blew very strongly that night, blowing all over the street, and countless fallen leaves flew all over the sky with the wind.

In fact, I was very curious, how did Fang Shiliang's grandson know so many details, and when I asked about this, he just said a few perfunctory words.

Either he said that he heard it from outsiders, or he said that it was the gossip that the old man Zuo gave him, and he didn't answer me positively anyway.

Annoyed by my questioning, this grandson will turn his face and ask me directly if I will listen, if not, he will not say anything.

"Hey, Brother Fang, I don't mean anything else, I just think it......." I said with a smile: "You know a lot, the road is wild enough, there is so much gossip!" ”

"Get the ball out." Fang Shiliang glanced at me, and said angrily: "When Lao Tzu tells you a story, don't interject, otherwise I won't talk about it." ”

"Okay, okay........ What are you talking about........." I nodded busily.

Seeing that I didn't ask, Fang Shiliang hummed with satisfaction, took a puff of cigarette, and continued to talk to me.

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The wind blew very hard that night, and it didn't stop for nearly an hour, starting when my grandfather and the others came to the gate to smoke.

When my grandfather lit the dry tobacco again, my father spoke.

"Dad, will you still take jobs in the future?"

When I heard my father's words, my grandfather didn't react, he smoked silently, and after a while, he shook his head and replied, "No." ”

"That unjust soul has nothing to do with you!!" When my father said this, he was obviously a little excited, and stood up with a face full of unwillingness: "That grandson is obviously committing suicide!" Why are you ........?"

Before my father could finish speaking, the old man interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"A broken rule is a broken rule, no matter what the result is, the moment I made a move, I already did something wrong." The old man said very calmly: "Is the attempted murder considered innocent?" Impossible........"

Saying this, the old man picked up the dry tobacco stick, took two more puffs, and said, "Besides, this time the work has been smashed like this, what kind of face will you have to take the job in the future?" ”

My father is also a person who understands the rules and understands things, so when the old man said this, he almost understood it and eased up.

After that, he didn't say anything more, smoked a cigarette, and was completely silent.

After a few minutes, my father suddenly asked.

"When are you going to wash your hands?"

"Just for a few days." The old man stretched out his hand, knocked the smoke pot on the side of the stone camp, and shook out the cigarette ash inside, his expression was very calm, and there seemed to be a sense of relaxation: "After being tired for so many years, it's good to be able to rest." ”

"It's okay, I can support my family in the future." My father comforted the old man: "It's good that you can rest. ”

"Well, I'm going to find a teahouse to tell stories, do you think it can work?" The old man seemed to be in a little interested, and looked at my father with bright eyes, as if he were talking about a very sacred matter.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want, I absolutely support you." My father nodded.

"You just have to support it." The old man said with great interest: "I have a good mouth in my life, I love to listen to books and love to tell people, if I have the opportunity to go on a big stage in the future, there are all audiences below, wake up and shoot, it is absolutely enjoyable to say!" ”

My father didn't seem to expect the old man's mood to change so quickly, so at that time, he was stunned for a while, and finally said: "Hey, your ideal is big enough, are you thinking about the Spring Festival Gala?" ”

"Who wouldn't want to go if they had that chance?" The old man smacked his lips: "It's a pity, I guess I don't have this kind of opportunity in this life, I have to see how the next life goes........"

"You won't have a next life."

Hearing this sudden strange laugh, the old man and my father were stunned, and then looked in the direction where the sound came from.

In the courtyard outside the gate, Chen Bangsheng's family of seven stood there, staring intently at the old man.

These seven men are old and young, male and female.

The appearance is different, but the clothes are exactly the same, they are all the same color and style.

It's all black shrouds.

The most creepy thing is the smile on the face of Chen Bangsheng's family.

It was as if it had been carved out of a scratch, and everyone's smile looked so weird, as if they were wearing a human skin mask on their face.

His mouth was smiling, but his eyes were full of resentment that bordered on madness.

"You....... Why are you here?? When the old man saw them, he didn't feel afraid, but stood up excitedly: "This is good! I can finally make up for it........."

Chen Bangsheng didn't seem to want to hear my grandfather's words, so he directly opened his mouth and took over the conversation.

"You make up? What can you make up for? Chen Bangsheng looked at the old man with a smile on his face, and his tone sounded very calm, but anyone could feel the sense of danger in that tone: "My family is dead, what do you use to make up for me?" ”

Hearing this, the old man and my father sobered up a little, looked left and right, and they should have understood something, and a trace of vigilance suddenly welled up in their eyes.

"Looking for something?" My father stood up with a complicated expression, took a few steps forward, and stood in front of the old man.

"Looking for something?"

Chen Bangsheng shook his head with a strange smile: "No, no, no, we are just here to take revenge, and it has nothing to do with finding trouble." ”

"You want revenge?" My father frowned: "Looking for us for revenge??" ”

"Who are you looking for?" Chen Bangsheng grinned, looked at my father with a smile, and his body trembled slightly: "How much do I believe in you, one is the living Zhong Kui, the other is the little Zhong Kui, what is the result??" ”

Hearing Chen Bangsheng's words, the old man and my father also felt ashamed.

It's a trivial thing to have a face, but the problem is guilt!

As a gentleman, a gentleman who is famous in the three eastern provinces, he still watched the customer die in front of him, and this is not only a dead one, but a dead customer who took his whole family.

Can't do anything?

Maybe there is a reason for this, but more than that, I am still not fully prepared and underestimate the injustice.

So, a big part of the reason why my grandfather washed his hands was because of this.

Although there is no direct relationship, in the final analysis, the death of Chen Bangsheng's family is inseparable from my grandfather.

It's not just me who can think of it, my grandfather, my father, they can think of it all.

Because of this, when they heard that Chen Bangsheng wanted to seek revenge on himself, my grandfather and they were quite understanding.

"It's okay if you want revenge, then you say, how are you going to take revenge?" The old man asked Chen Bangsheng.

At this time, the old man was holding a dry tobacco stick in his left hand and his right hand behind his back, and there seemed to be no special movement, but because my father's position was very close to the old man, I could still see what the old man was holding in his hand at that time.

That's the Evil Wood.

From this point of view, the old man should be fully prepared to make a move.

"How are you going to get revenge?" Chen Bangsheng looked a little distressed, frowned and thought for a while, and then smiled: "What happens to us, your Yuan family will definitely have to accompany us." ”

"You mean you want us to die with your whole family?" My father's eyes widened, he looked at Chen Bangsheng, pointed at the grandson's nose and yelled, "Do you have a fucking conscience?!! We couldn't save your family though!! But we did our best!! My father was broken for ten years........"

"What do I care about you? I just want you to die for the whole family!! ”

Chen Bangsheng interrupted my father's words, and also perfectly explained once that what is called a poor person must have something to hate.

"Their qi is very weak, far worse than Haigang, you stop them first, I'll go back and get something." The old man said to my father.

As soon as the words fell, he entered the house without looking back.

"Come on, but I have something to say before I fight."

My father said, raised his hand, pointed at Chen Bangsheng's nose, and roared.

"You're not a fucking thing!!"

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