Late night suburbs.

in a small village.

The people who had worked hard all day had fallen asleep, except for the chirping of cicadas and the barking of dogs in the middle of the night.

Liu Lao Er is over sixty years old, and now he has become a little old, he is sitting in the middle of the room, holding stacks of banknotes, throwing them into the brazier in the house, and muttering to himself while throwing them: "Son, you are okay down there, Dad burns money for you, you don't have to be reluctant to spend it, you wait for Dad, Dad will accompany you soon." There was no light in the room, and the light of the fire shone on his old wrinkled face, which was very strange. At the old man's feet, there were also piles of things that looked like detonators and explosives.

Right here, there was a rustling sound outside the yard.

He heard movement outside, picked up his flashlight, got up and put on his clothes, pushed open the door and walked out into the courtyard.

I saw that there seemed to be a tall and sturdy figure in the cowshed at the edge of the yard, looking like a human and a beast.

Liu Laohan was stunned, his legs trembled, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

He trembled and picked up the nail rake by the door, and stood in the doorway, and now great fear welled up in his heart.

Suddenly, he saw the tall figure turn his head, his eyes were green and glowing!

"You... You. What are you?"

Liu Laohan trembled like a sieve, and asked boldly.

"Shhh ”

There was no answer, only the sound of biting, and the struggle of the old cow in the cowshed before he died, this was the sound of the old cow being bitten off his trachea, Liu Laohan had slaughtered the cow with people before, he clearly remembered, it was such a sound.

The old cow had a sad look in his eyes before he died, and he still remembered it clearly.

Thinking of this, he was even more frightened.

He saw the figure bow his head and lean into the neck of the old scalper, and the body of the scalper was deflated to the naked eye.

"Whew... ”

The figure looked up, as if it was very satisfied with a full meal.

This figure is Zhang Mingming, who is in the abandoned chemical factory, so hungry that he can't stand it, and he walked for a long time before he discovered this village.

At this point, he fell into memory, and I vividly remember that when he was a child, he went to herd cattle with his younger brother. He seemed to be able to see that at noon, when the wind was shining brightly, the buffalo of the family was slowly coming out of the water, and was gnawing on the grass beside the pond, and the cow was standing under two willow trees, and the willow branches on the cow's back had lost their vertical posture and were bent in a chaotic manner. Brushing on the back of the cow, some leaves slowly fall.

He and his brother laughed happily, and they caught small crabs in the small river together, fished small fish together, and bathed in the water together.

It's a pity that I can't go back to those days.

Zhang Mingliang turned his head to look at Liu Laohan.

This seems to be his old father, old and thin, still running around for food and clothing every day, and every time he arrives at the festival, he stays next to the phone at the entrance of the village, hoping that his son will call.

His emotions eased from the rage of predation, and slowly, he regained his human form, his filthy overalls still hanging over him.

Liu Laohan raised the flashlight, and the light shone on his body.

"Bell~"

The nail rake in Liu Laohan's hand fell to the ground.

"How is it a young man?"

Zhang Mingliang also looked at Liu Laohan fixedly, if he yelled, he had to stop his mouth, this was for his safety.

"Child, how did you end up like this?"

Liu Laohan seemed to have forgotten his fear at the moment. His children had not come back for many years and would never return, and he always remembered that a few years ago, his son told him that he was going to work in the city with the villagers.

In the first few years, relying on the hard work and simplicity of the croppers, he earned some money, and his son said that he would take him to the city to enjoy happiness.

But just last year, his son's co-worker suddenly called him, and he didn't say anything about it.

When he felt it, he only saw the body of his son covered with a white cloth in the funeral parlor, and when he lifted the white cloth, he saw that his son was covered with traces of being beaten and abused, and his son's eyes were never closed, just wide open, as if telling his grievances.

When the old man saw this scene, he immediately went crazy, and he frantically asked his son's co-workers who had killed his son.

At this time, the foreman with a cigarette in his mouth and a thug walked in and threw 30,000 yuan in his face, what he said at the time, the old man still clearly remembers: "Old thing, your son fell off the scaffolding on the construction site, this is compensation for you, I warn you, don't make trouble again, otherwise you will go down to accompany him." ”

The old man immediately wailed, he grabbed the foreman's clothes, and questioned him that his son did not fall to his death at all, and that he wanted justice.

But how can others fight these ruffians when they are old and frail.

He was surrounded and beaten, and finally, with scars all over his body and his son's urn, returned home.

Just now, he was burning the 30,000 yuan to his son, and when the burning was finished, tomorrow he would take the explosives left over from the previous years to find the man who killed his son.

The old man looked at Zhang Mingliang fixedly, and the huge pain of losing his son made him a little unclear.

"Son, are you a son? you are not dead, my son is not dead!"

The clothes that the old man was draped on fell off, and he stumbled and ran towards Zhang Mingming.

He hugged him tightly, and his thin arms didn't let go for a moment.

"Son, they say you're dead, I don't believe it! Why are you dead, you still have to marry a daughter-in-law, and you want to give me a big fat grandson!"

He mumbled to himself while hugging Zhang Mingliang tightly.

"Huh"

Tears flowed down Zhang Mingming's resolute face, and his face instantly softened.

He couldn't help but think of his old father, who cared for him like this, and also hoped that he would be able to bring back a daughter-in-law, build a new house, and have a big fat boy.

"Dad, it's me, I'm back. ”

He couldn't help but respond.

"Okay, okay, okay, just come back, son, why are you so dirty, hurry up and enter the house, Dad will boil water to bathe you and change your clothes." ”

The old man babbled, taking Zhang Mingming's hand and walking into his hut.

After a while.

Zhang Mingming, dressed in a somewhat washed white shirt and jeans, sat at the only small table in the room.

"Son, eat, I remember your favorite food, is your father's fried fried fried rice, when you were a child, you always said that you would eat fried rice every day when you grew up. ”

As he spoke, he pushed a steaming bowl of fried rice in front of Zhang Mingming.

"Well, Dad, I'll eat. ”

Zhang Mingliang burst into tears instantly, he picked up the bowl and ate it in a big gulp.

The night is deeper, and in this quiet night, should we reflect on what makes a person become a beast!