Volume 2 Dusty Memories Chapter 7 The Past of the Second Uncle
"You!" The second uncle only spit out this one word, and the whole person fell to the ground softly.
And the grandfather on the side leaned against the wall and looked at the whole blood-red world, tilting his head, but the tears were desperately pouring out, wanting to wash away everything that happened today.
When the time came, the man walked out of the back room with Miss Liu'er, and was shocked by the sight before him.
Pig killing knives, boning knives, peeling knives..... All the knives used by the butcher were tied to three wooden sticks in three rows, and the tip of the knife on one of them was all inserted into the second uncle's body, and the second uncle's big eyes were only opened before he died, and the eyes that could not be closed told his unwillingness.
It turned out that Grandpa Tai, who had a plan, didn't want to fight the two of them alone, and in the eyes of Grandpa Tai, all the wrong things were thought of by the second mother, a femme fatale, so the original plan was to kill the second mother first.
Originally, Grandpa Tai just wanted to find some kitchen knives and the like in the kitchen, and then arrange them.
I don't know if I don't look for it, but when I found so many knives, I was shocked. Although the second uncle is a dry butcher on weekdays, these knives are made of stainless steel, and they are very exquisite, where can ordinary village butchers afford to use them. And these are the treasures of the second uncle nicknamed the butcher, and no matter how difficult the life is, he has not pawned these things. As for the origin of the nickname Erbo butcher, it is because in the cottage, he is the three leaders on the one hand, and the "butcher" of the cottage on the other. Peeling and deboning are caught, but this "butcher" peels human skin, and picks human bones.
But it's the second uncle, these treasures, who took his life in the end, are in response to the sentence of the cycle of cause and effect, when the cause is planted, you will only eat the consequences in the end.
Originally, Grandpa Tai just wanted to tie all the knives to a wooden stick, but after thinking that the eggs could not be put in one basket, he divided them into three and tied them. The floor of the hall was muddy, and three wooden sticks were quickly inserted, then a sharp knife was tied, and a stumbling rope was set up.
But what can be expected of this discerning person to see? So, my grandfather packed a small bag of charcoal ash and placed it on the door with a crack.
Then there was the beginning of the scene, the moment the two pushed open the door, the charcoal ash on their faces blinded their eyes. Since Grandpa Tai knew that he would be eaten by Yi Zi, his feelings for these people have faded a lot in his heart, and the second mother is not a good person on weekdays, so Grandpa Tai, who is in a hurry, naturally attacks her first.
But for the second uncle, the grandfather couldn't play after all, so he made such a move. Stop that sentence, it's for the second uncle, and it's also for yourself.
After all, the world is unpredictable, and everything seems to have a fixed number in the dark. If the second uncle can talk about family affection, it is naturally good, but the second uncle is pressing forward step by step, but it takes his life. Grandpa Tai picked up a small life because of the remaining trace of kindness in his heart, otherwise the invisible second uncle could easily take his life.
Therefore, Buddhism has a cloud: sowing evil causes will get evil results, and planting good causes will get good results, I am afraid that this is nothing more than that.
Before he started, Grandpa Tai also thought about what would happen if he really ended his second uncle. But at this time, if you fart any idea, my grandfather saw the second uncle who was poked into a hornet's nest, and his head buzzed and then went blank.
With a "bang", Grandpa Tai knelt on his knees and kowtowed desperately to the corpse of the second uncle. Although my grandfather said that he knew more than ordinary country boys, at this time, my grandfather only knew kowtow.
But the man on the side raised his leg and kicked his grandfather to the ground, and said coldly: "Don't cry for him first, your own life hasn't been saved yet!" ”
Grandpa Tai's mind was still blank at this time, and he looked at the condescending man in a daze, but he didn't expect this man to backtrack again.
"Now I want the flesh you eat, and the blood you drink." The corners of the man's mouth slowly tugged up, and the words hit his grandfather's temple word by word.