At the end of autumn, the wind is cold, and the last few maple leaves are crumbling on the branches.

In one of the grain stations, there were many people in very dirty or shabby clothes. At this time, the grain in the grain station has been hoarded in the warehouse, and the dross cut from the barley and wheat is the purpose of this group of people gathering in the grain station.

To be precise, they are self-employed people who raise all kinds of animals, and at this time, they are extremely busy, in addition to hoarding food for livestock, they also have to take the first step ahead of their 'peers' to seize those few 'resources'.

The so-called 'resources' are those dross, commonly known as wheat bran.

If it was in normal times, they would have rushed to the door when they saw the grain station open, but today, there is a different 'peer'.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a hunchbacked figure carrying a woven bag, laboriously filling it with wheat bran.

His hair and beard were white, and his face seemed to have not been washed for a long time, black and greasy and sticky on his face, like a mask, stiff and numb.

The hunchbacked figure was wearing a shabby cotton jacket covered with patches, holding an inferior cigarette in his black and yellow teeth, and the 'mask' on his face slowly pulled out a smile, as if he was happy for his 'harvest' today.

"Well, you say, if the old hunchback knew that he had walked out of the door after a day of exhaustion, and the doorman would have asked him to pay for these things again?" asked a middle-aged man in shabby clothes, puffing on a cigarette smoke and looking at the busy figure in the crowd with schadenfreude and pity.

"Hey, who knows. One of his companions laughed. "It's not in vain that we braved the cold wind for a long time to watch this good show. ”

The people in the audience laughed at the same time when they heard this, and then still looked at the old hunchback playfully.

A teenager dressed in a casual tracksuit came into the crowd with a strange smile, and he listened to what they were saying, shook his head, and looked at the old hunchback.

And the old hunchback is still smiling and pretending, with these, don't talk about winter. Even at the beginning of the spring of next year, there is no need to worry about the lack of feed, and thinking of the tuition fee for my grandson to go to middle school next year, a big stone has finally landed.

Time flew by, and after an hour, the old hunchback finally threw the last bag of dusty 'harvest' on his broken tricycle, bowed his hand to the person next to him, and started the car to drive to the door.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the door, a strict security guard stopped him.

He glanced at the car, a hint of contempt in his eyes. Immediately. "Did you pay the money?"

The old hunchback was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly got out of the car and smiled. "I handed it over, and the other security guard in the house took it. ”

The big security brother in his mouth is twenty years younger than him.

The security guard who stopped the car looked at the old hunchback suspiciously, then walked into the house and asked a few questions, and then walked out with a sneer, raised his head, and looked at the old hunchback like a thief.

"He said he didn't remember you giving it. ”

The old hunchback man was stupid for a moment, and then said in a hurry. "I gave it..."

"If you pull it away. Gotta give five hundred dollars. The security guard said impatiently.

"Five hundred?" he said, gesturing to his driveway. "Isn't a bag two pieces? I only have more than a hundred...", he said, he took out the crumpled cigarette case from his bosom, poured out a cigarette from it and handed it to the security guard.

"Less nonsense!" the security guard shook off his hand and said sternly. "What do you want to do? bribe in public?"

"What do you say?" the old hunchback was about to cry.

The security guard gave him a cold look. Disdainful. "Do you think anyone is like you who has no life for the rest of their lives?

Hearing this, the onlookers laughed, and the young man looked at the security guard with amusement.

When the security guard saw that someone was cheering, he seemed to be right. It seems to be majestic, and it seems to have found dignity.

He was condescending, counting the old hunchback's back word by word.

And the old hunchback did not dare to turn back. I could only bow my body, hang my head, and listen to the promise.

He was only twenty years old, and the little old hunchback was more than forty years old.

We often see young people with hands and feet crawling on the ground, twisting their bodies, and lying on the ground with a teacup and rice basin, prostrate and begging.

And those who are old in their old age often set up a stall or sit on the ground and sell maps to passing travelers. Make a living out of it.

We don't understand what's wrong with this society, why would a person who sits and waits for death to rebuke the way of life of a man who wears the stars and the moon?

Why do they think they are superior?

What about the proud people who do not eat the fireworks of the world?

What about the dignity of those poor people who beg?

It is true that we are inevitably forced by life, natural and man-made disasters, and misfortunes and blessings.

But why should we succumb to fate?

If we take the hate, contempt, disdain, insult away from our fellow kind, if we look these eyes to the sky.

If used to find lost dreams.

If used to find your own path.

If it is used to shatter the ridiculous disguise in the heart.

Then the sky is by no means so far away.

...

Finally venting his gloom, the security guard was satisfied and then looked at the old hunchback mockingly, and nodded his chin to the back.

"If you don't have any money to pay, just put it back. ”

The old hunchback Huo Ran raised his head, his cloudy eyes were full of sadness, he gritted his teeth and knelt in front of the security guard.

Forty years, for a tree, is only forty annual rings.

For people's hearts, it's not even a horizontal ditch.

The security guard did not change the mockery in his eyes, and decided not to change, he looked extremely happy with this kneeling.

It's just that some people in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore, and just as they wanted to stop it, their eyes flashed with gold, and then a few stunned heads fell to the ground, covered with dirt and rolling in the corner.

So the stop came to an abrupt end, and the exclamation rang out.

"Murder!!"

Blood spurted three feet high in the chest, splashing everywhere with the headless body, drenching the living head and body. Shengdou Xiaomin He had seen this kind of formation, and they all screamed in panic, turning birds and beasts into scattering.

After a while, only two pale security guards remained, the old hunchback who had been kneeling on the ground with his head down, and the smiling young man in the huge grain station.

"Go on, why don't you say it. The boy smiled peacefully.

The young security guard shuddered at his lips, no longer with his previous majesty, screamed, and turned to escape.

The boy sighed, and then made a strange mark.

I saw that the four fingers of his right hand were raised together, his little finger was upturned, and then his eyes flashed with gold.

In an instant, the young man's head flew high and fell heavily. The body was still running, and after a few seconds, it collapsed weakly.

The middle-aged security guard who had been in the house almost froze, and then screamed and frantically grabbed the electric baton on his waist and rushed at the boy. (To be continued......)