Chapter 12: Disembowelment

The person who came in should be a big and tall person, with basically the same size and posture.

The eldest one is an outsider, and I never saw my grandson before he disappeared, and I never heard him speak. I suddenly remembered that a few days ago, I saw him and the beautiful little daughter-in-law of Gro pot come out of the woods together, his face was sweaty, the little daughter-in-law saw that I was scared and ran away, I was waving to this big man (Gro pot often educates the children in the field, and when he sees someone coming outside, he takes the initiative to say hello), but he glared at me, tidied up his clothes and hurried away. He must have been invited from outside by Gro to do this disemboweling business.

I saw Lao Henan pick up a silver square box from the ground like a dog, and put it next to the operating table, the big one opened the box, and I saw at a glance that this box was actually some surgical tools, scissors, pliers, needles, several bottles of medicine, gauze, cotton balls, tweezers, etc.

The cold light reflected from the flickering tubes was terrifying. When I saw this qiē, I had a premonition that it would be impossible to escape this catastrophe, and my heart was a hundred times more desolate, and I couldn't help but close my eyes, and a stream of hot tears instantly flowed down from the corners of my eyes.

In this strange summer, the Eternal Forest Farm seems to have been forgotten by God, allowing darkness and evil to continue to devour this simple black land, and those who used to be good and sunny seem to be very afraid of this darkness, and they no longer know where to hide.

Before I could think about it, I felt a chill in my abdomen, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that the big one was using a cotton ball dipped in the potion to apply it to my belly, and then I picked up the needle and pricked it in, I instantly felt a tingling and a slight pain, and for a moment, I felt no more sensation from the bottom of my neck to the base of my thigh.

Then the big man took the knife and made a big hole in my abdomen, and I watched his hands work inside and outside my stomach with great skill, like a butcher who kills a pig, without a trace of pity on his face.

"Don't," I said weakly, and cried out with a few choked voices.

"Don't stop!" Lao Henan said on the side, he watched me let the big one slaughter like watching someone else's family kill a pig.

I was still screaming just now, at this moment I seemed to have lost the courage to speak, I didn't feel the pain, only great fear, watching the knife scissors and tweezers fly up and down in my stomach, I didn't breathe, and I fainted.

I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know if I'm still alive in the world, but I seem to have come to my senses. It's strange to say, it's like a dream, the moment I opened my eyes, I still wanted to see if my mother was busy working in the outhouse, I thought it was an ordinary morning in the small Xing'an Mountains, I woke up sweetly on the kang, if this was the case, how good it would be.

But after all, this was not the original peaceful day, I was still in this cold and damp concrete room, I didn't know the day or the day, I didn't know whether my grandson was alive or dead, and I didn't know if my mother was safe.

After a few days of being so groggy, I have been half-conscious, my physique is very weak, if Lao Henan gives me another slap, I can die happily. I saw the wound, the size of a slap and a half, slowly scabbing over, lying ugly on my right side of my stomach, as if to tell me that I was no longer the whole person.

I don't know what the big one took from my body, but every two or three days, Lao Henan would bring some dry food and the like, throw it on the operating table, or say nothing, or scold me, I wondered that one day, I would become those corpses floating in the river.

This room is even colder, and you can exhale white mist when you breathe, maybe it has been more than a month. I figured out that it should be late autumn outside.

Autumn in the Little Khing'an Mountains has always had a fascinating color. In the short weeks that followed, the mountains turned from green to yellow, and the great forest seemed to playfully display its amazing magic, constantly teasing his people.

I think that every autumn, I would go to the mountains with the adults to beat the pine towers, and the pine towers were all fully embellished on the pine branches, as if beckoning to the people in the mountains. Adults wear special "foot ties" on their feet, some places are also called "foot buckles", which is a semicircular arc-shaped iron, used to assist in climbing trees, with the help of this tool, you can climb an old pine in half a while, go to the top of the tree and knock a few branches with sticks, those pine towers will fall from the trees with a bang, and we children will stay below, and put these fallen pine towers into sacks.

After the pine tower is beaten, the pine nuts inside will fall off, the pine nuts are very tender and delicious, especially after being put in the stove pit after the barbecue, the mouth is a fragrance of red pine, thinking of this, I was lying on the operating table, swallowed saliva.

"When—" Something seemed to hit the door, and I thought it should be Lao Henan who came to bring me dry food again.

"Squeak—" The door slowly opened a small crack and stopped moving.

Every time Lao Henan comes, he can hear the clanging noise outside early, he doesn't seem to avoid anything at all, every time he crashes everywhere like a broken car that is about to fall apart, it may be that it is very soundproof here, and it is far away from the forest farm, even if it explodes a thunderbolt and spreads to a place where there are people, it is like a fart, and no one pays attention to it.

And this voice, very careful, if the door had not opened, he would not have noticed that something had come in. This must not be the old Henan.

"Squeak-" The crack in the door gradually opened a little wider, I looked over, there was nothing, looking out from the crack in the door, it was a dark corridor, empty, the walls were covered with water droplets, and occasionally a few lights "swished" twice, very frightening.

I was a little scared and shouted, "Who? ”

I've been trapped here for a month or two, how I longed to escape, longed for someone to save me, but after a long time, I didn't have a chance to adapt to this half-dead state, something strange broke in, my reaction was not to ask for help, but to be afraid.

"Meow-" A cat meow suddenly appeared in this extremely lonely room, I remember this cry too well, and immediately understood, the red cat, here!

I turned my gaze to the ground, and saw the red cat come in through the crack in the door, and it looked around the room and jumped onto the operating table where I was lying.

This is the third living creature I have seen since I came to this prison in Lao Henan and the big one. I was indescribably happy, seeing this cat was like seeing the outside world.

The red cat walked straight at me, like a noble royal knight, and at once put its belly on my face and rubbed it.

I can't describe how I felt at that time, I have forgotten that it used to dance at me in the red pine forest, I let the red cat rub against me, and smell the smell of its fur vigorously, all I felt was the aroma, how many days I haven't smelled outside.

The red cat made me rare for a while, and then licked the iron chain that was tied to my hand, and I saw it scream, as if full of majesty.

"Meow!"

With this meow, I heard a loud "thump" and the iron door slammed open, and there were thirty or fifty cats rushing in from the outside, like a flood!