The old man coughed, pinched another piece of braised fish and put it in his mouth, and said slowly, "What do you hear?"

"Love knows no bounds. ”

"The old road is hot. ”

"Chivalrous and courageous. ”

"Reckless tenderness. ”

A series of words popped out of Qi Xuance's mouth, drank a glass of wine, and sighed fiercely: "What about this person, you really can't just look at the appearance, some people are horizontal, but the heart is still good." ”

"You have a lot of good words. The old man snorted coldly, as if he was very dissatisfied.

"What's wrong, am I not right?"

Qi Xuance looked puzzled, and said: "From the dialogue alone, there is no problem, Brother Dao even gambled on his own work in order to help the little fat man save his father, which is very touching, okay." ”

"If people's hearts could be expressed through dialogue, there would not be so many unjust ghosts in the world. ”

Qi Xuance was stunned and said carefully: "What do you mean...... There's fraud here?"

"Hmph, at least two kings four two. ”

The old man said coldly, and suddenly pointed at Qi Xuance's eyebrows.

The old man didn't hurry or slow down, but this finger almost didn't shake Qi Xuance's consciousness away, and the whole person was dizzy, and he fell on the blanket.

......

I've been in the mine for twenty-eight days.

The mine cave is dark, the mining lamp is dim, and every time he goes down to a depth of several hundred meters, the little fat man always has a faint fear.

Fortunately, Brother Dao took good care of him, and in addition to asking for warmth, they would even help him share part of the workload.

This made the little fat man a lot easier, and finally survived a month, he was thinking, after the salary, he must invite everyone to drink good wine.

Today is the day of mine expansion, you need to use a cannon to blast the stone layer, this is Brother Dao's job, he is an old gunner, the little fat man just didn't expect that Brother Dao would specially ask him to go down the mine together.

This is a good thing, the gunner is a rare talent in the mine, and the salary will be a little higher, the little fat man understands that this is Brother Dao promoting himself, and said that he will definitely study hard.

Several people sat in a minecart, holding explosive detonators in their arms, slowly sinking into the darkness in a burst of metal friction.

This time, only a few of them came down, Brother Scarface, the young man Chen San, the stocky and strong man, and the little fat man.

"How's it going, can you hold it?" Scarface shouted back in front of the rumbling minecart.

The little fat man nodded his head hard, and Scarface laughed, but except for Scarface, Chen San and Zhuzi were silent.

"Brother Zhuzi, what kind of wine do you like to drink?" the little fat man leaned over and asked affectionately.

The pillar sat quietly farther away, and replied impatiently: "Don't call me brother." ”

The little fat man was stunned and looked at Chen San, Chen San smiled reluctantly, and said, "He may be uncomfortable, he can drink anything." ”

The abnormal reaction of the two of them made the little fat man a little puzzled, and said in his heart that he had accidentally offended them, well, when there is a chance, it is better to let Brother Dao come forward to resolve it.

Thinking so, in an awkward atmosphere, the minecart rumbled down to the bottom.

The private small mountain mine is not well ventilated, the mine is extremely hot, and the mining lamps on the stone wall are dim yellow, and everything is hazy and hazy, which makes people feel even hot.

Several people took off their shirts, Chen San went to arrange the wires, and Brother Dao carried the detonator and said to the little fat man: "Go, I'll teach you how to install explosives." ”

The little fat man happily agreed to follow, and behind him, there was a pillar with a cold face and a stocky body.

The long downward mine road was rugged and full of gravel, and when he stepped on it, the little fat man turned on the miner's lamp on his helmet to illuminate it.

"Little brother, do you have ideals?" carried the detonator for a distance, and the knife brother in front of him suddenly asked.

The little fat man thought about it, scratched his head and said, "Yes, treat my father." ”

Brother Dao waved his hand, "This is not ideal, this is forced by reality, and ideal refers to a place that can only be reached in a dream." ”

This explanation is too literary, obviously beyond the scope of the little fat man's understanding, and Scarface doesn't seem to intend to listen to his answer, but continues to talk to himself.

"I have ideals, it's a bit superficial to say, but it's okay to talk about it, my ideal is to be a good person. ”

Brother Dao suddenly turned around as he spoke, the little fat man was stunned, hurriedly stopped, and catered indiscriminately: "Not superficial-"

"Shut up and listen to me!" Scarface suddenly yelled to interrupt the little fat man.

“...... It's a very difficult ideal, I have earned it for ten years with my feet on the ground, and it is not even worth the money of others for a meal. ”

Under the dim miner's lamps all around, the scars on Brother Dao's face seemed to be distorted.

The little fat man subconsciously took a step back and said, "Brother Dao, you, what's wrong with you......"

"Can you understand the humiliation of such a huge gap?" Scarface said almost through gritted teeth.

"You can't, but I can!"

"That feeling makes me miserable all the time, I yearn for the drunken life and death of the bright lights, but I am born with a hard life......"

Scarface pressed forward step by step, and the little fat man was frightened by Brother Dao, who suddenly seemed to be a different person, and kept retreating.

"Later, I finally understood that there are some things that I have to fight for, if they don't give them, I will rob them, and if they stop me, I will kill them!"

Scarface dropped the detonator, glared at the little fat man, slowly bent down, and picked up a sharp stone from the ground.

The little fat man finally sensed that something was wrong, and turned around to flee, but he hit the cold pillar head-on.

"Go back!"

The pillar held an iron chain in his hand, blocking his way.

The little fat man looked at the two of them in horror, and begged for mercy at Scarface: "Brother Dao, I'm ...... How did I offend you, I changed, I don't dare anymore......"

Scarface shook his head, "You didn't offend me, but I'm short of money." ”

The little fat man was confused, what did the lack of money have to do with killing himself, but Scarface and Zhuzi had murderous intent on their faces, and it really didn't look like a joke.

"Little brother, I'll let you understand that you should die, kill you, I can ask the mine for a large amount of compensation, don't forget, I am your father in the household registration book......"

The little fat man understood this time.

The gunners made mistakes, the mine exploded, the little miners were stoned to death, the father lost his son in middle age, and the private wild mine didn't want to make a big deal, so he could only choose to lose money.

"So at first...... It's all calculations?"

The little fat man raised his head blankly, his eyes intertwined with fear, anger, helplessness and other emotions.

Before Scarface could speak, the pillar became impatient first, "Say so dry chicken feathers!"

At that moment, he picked up the iron lock and stepped forward, directly strangling the neck of the little fat man.

The little fat man yelled and struggled, but how did he get out of the strong man's hand, only to be strangled with his eyes bulging like purple.

Scarface also walked over, looked at the little fat man's bloodshot eyes and said, "Live smarter in the next life." ”

Then, he raised the stone and smashed it down!

Blood is flying, brains are flowing.

......

"it!"

Qi Xuance, who was sweating profusely, woke up from his sleep, and under the dry mouth, he saw the old man roasting the hare leisurely.

"Wake up, come and try Lao Tzu's craftsmanship. ”

Qi Xuance shook his head and looked at the other side of the shed, the embers of the fire were still there, but the people were gone.