"When your sixth master heard this, he stood up and shouted angrily: 'I have confessed, and I am still tortured, and you are still unreasonable. ’

"The man in the suit walked over, propped up the table with his hands, put his face in front of your sixth master and said, 'Don't play tricks, I haven't seen what kind of slippery heads, what kind of hard bones I haven't seen. In a moment, you will know the price of a hard mouth. ’

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the two men in military uniforms who were waiting behind the large glass window immediately pushed the door in, and one of them put your sixth master out of the small door opposite.

"He turned to me again and said, 'I wish you knew better than he did.' ’

"I said, 'Sir, what my companion just said is true. I don't know where I said it wrong? Platoon Commander Qi bullied an old man, and he also beat someone in anger for a while, begging the commander to let him go when he was still young, and then turn around and ask him to apologize to Platoon Commander Qi, even if he let Platoon Commander Qi beat him. ’

"The hands in the suit slammed the table, the flesh on his face stood up, and the green tendons burst out of his neck, and he shouted: 'You think that if you confess to the crime of beating the officers and soldiers, you can get away with it?

As he spoke, he took out the pistol he had taken from me from his jacket pocket and slammed it on the table.

"At this time, I heard the sound of 'pop-pop-' from outside the glass window, and then heard the shouts of your sixth master.

"When I heard this, I begged, 'Sir, stop fighting. Tell us what you want us to explain, and we will not hide it as long as we know it. ’

At this moment, the door behind him opened, and a man came in and said, 'Section chief, the gentry door is already waiting in the banquet building, please come over.' ’

"When the man in the suit heard this, he said, 'Let's take it down first, and then try it tomorrow.'" So he went out the door and went up the stairs.

"Your sixth master and I were escorted to the iron fence cell again.

"Your sixth master has a lot of scars on his body that have been whipped by leather, and his shirt has also been made into a cloth lock. He sat on the straw mat and screamed in pain.

"I took off my shirt, tore it into strips of cloth, bandaged it briefly for your sixth master, and helped him to sleep.

"I sat in the corner of my cell, thinking about what had happened to that day, and I couldn't figure it out. It is understandable that he was reprimanded by officers and soldiers for sleeping at the city gates. But then he was inexplicably surrounded by officers and soldiers, inexplicably taken to prison, and inexplicably had to explain what he didn't know. I can't understand all of this even if I break my head. ”

Daddy stopped at this point.

He flicked the small red charcoal particles in the brazier that were about to burn out with his tongs, stood up and said, "Babies, that's all for today." Go to sleep. ”

After the old father finished speaking, he took off the kerosene lamp hanging on the herringbone rack, and reached out and hung it on the beam of the shack. He took out a flashlight and showed us the direction back to the shack.

We stood up and walked in the direction of his flashlight toward the shack.

After walking a dozen steps, my brother whispered to me, 'Is Daddy telling a true story or a story?'

"I guess it's true. I said casually.

Then I realized that I had taken everything my father told me as true, but how could those bizarre and strange things be true? Moreover, what he told me was different from what he told my brother, such as the origin of the gun. There are two theories, it must be a story, not a real thing, this is common sense.

Every time I think about it, I give up and keep thinking.

"But the stories Daddy made up all sounded like the real thing. I added.

"But today I feel that the story he tells is different from the usual one. ”

"You haven't heard him tell a story in months, his style has changed. ”

My brother touched his head, oh, and stopped talking.

My brother's mind is far less delicate than mine, and it was easy to convince him.

Sunday is the day when we practice with the Sixth Master.

My brother woke up early in the morning.

He said while getting dressed: "Hurry up, it's too late, the sixth master is going to talk again." ”

"I have a headache today. I said with my head covered with the quilt.

"You're pretending to be sick again. Hurry up, don't be lazy in anything. ”

"Da Yuan, you go by yourself, if he wants to be lazy, let him steal. One day, he really wants to practice, and he will be more diligent than you. "This is my grandfather's voice, he has just returned from his patrol.

My brother grimaced at me and went down the hill himself.

Since sleeping in the shack, relying on my father's absence, I have found an excuse not to go to the sixth master's house to practice martial arts every once in a while. Although the sixth master often talks about me, but with my father's cover, he can't help it. Sometimes when I nag a few words in front of my dad, my dad just said helplessly: "That baby is used to calling him unseemly, and I can't care about it now." ”

I knew it wasn't right, but my playful mind made me uncontrollable.

In the morning, I followed my father to boil tea and eat steamed buns together on the mountain, which was considered breakfast.

When my father went to inspect the land again, I walked down the hill in a leisurely manner.

Today's plan was already in my mind: first go to the sailors and a wave of them, then go up to the western slope for a while, go to the shack in the afternoon to read the dozen comic books exchanged from classmates, and go to the dad's shack in the evening to listen to the stories. In short, I don't go home for a day. For this reason, I specially asked my father to bring more steamed buns and oil noodles at night.

As I walked along the mountain road, I saw a girl walking towards the hill while pulling the green wheat straw cricket cage in the wheat field on the side of the road.

When I got closer, it turned out to be He Xuanya.

Because He Xuanya is He Weilong's cousin, and He Weilong is our classmate, she often walks with us boys when she goes to and from school, but I never dare to look at her directly, because I stutter or say the wrong thing when I see her.

After these few days, I began to feel that she was no longer so high-minded, she was also a weak girl, and she also had a fragile life.

For the first time, I took a hard look at her.

She wears a white shirt with small pink flowers on her upper body, light gray straight-leg pants underneath, and a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet. On the white and pure face, the two big eyes flashed one after another, like two clear mountain springs. There is a clear median line in the middle of the head, and the hair on both sides is tied in two short ponytails and rests on the shoulders. The whole person seems to be full of energy.

"Xiao Yuan, you don't know me anymore. He Xuanya said with a smile.

I quickly took my eyes off her, scratched my head with my hand, looked at the potato flowers on the side of the road and said, "Sister Xiaoya, why are you going?"

"I'm going to find Grandma Fairy. ”

"Isn't your master okay?" mentioned the fairy grandmother, I thought of He Laoer.

"My grandfather is much better now, and he can eat by himself, but he can't go to the ground yet, and he should be all right in a few days. ”

I wondered in my heart, since her father was almost well, why did she go to the fairy grandmother early in the morning, didn't she just see her last night. But I wasn't too embarrassed to ask.

"Xiao Yuan, do you have something to do today?" He Xuanya walked up to me and asked.

"Nothing. ”

"Then you can accompany me to the back mountain. ”

"Yes!" I agreed. This is what I couldn't ask for.

He Xuanya and I walked on the mountain road one after the other.

She said suddenly and heavily, "I had a lot of strange and terrible dreams last night. ”

I said, "I also have nightmares. ”

"But I had a different dream last night. I used to dream vaguely, and when I woke up the next morning, I basically forgot about it. This time the dream was clear, as if it were real. When I wake up in the morning, these dreams are like sticking in my head, and I can't forget them. What's even stranger is that I feel like I had a dream last night, and I've had it before. But I didn't remember anything before I went to bed last night. ”

"Don't worry too much about it, dreams are all reversed. Dreaming of bad things indicates that you will encounter good things today. I comforted.

He Xuanya sneered.

"You mean it's good to meet you?" she said, glancing back at me.

I felt my face start to burn, and I wanted to refute but didn't know what to say.

"Actually, to be honest, although I am older than you, I usually feel at ease with you on the way to and from school. I don't know why. ”

She paused, then said, "Oh, yes, maybe it's because you're careful. You will see what others can't see, and you will think about what others can't think of. Where there is a pothole and a depression on the road, you remember it clearly. Walking with you is not afraid of danger. ”

"Are you looking for Grandma Fairy to interpret your dreams?" I had nothing to say, trying to hide my accelerating heartbeat.

She didn't answer me directly, and her tone returned to heaviness: "What has happened to me in the past two days is incredible. I'll have to ask Grandma Fairy about it. I had a hunch that there might be some kind of unimaginable connection between me and her. ”

I knew what she meant by the first half of her words, but I didn't understand the second half.

The sun shines like a diamond on the dew-soaked weeds and potato blossoms on a summer morning. On the winding mountain road, a 12-year-old girl and a 10-year-old boy walked one after the other. Their hearts are filled with confusion and entanglement that adults cannot understand. The breeze of the plateau, with a hint of coolness, caressed the two immature faces, as if caring for the goshawk chicks that were about to take off.