Laughter 2: fate of robbing tombs Chapter 1 iron brothers

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The book runs through a line with four characters: fate of love.

affection: family, friendship, love, warm and cold. Predestination: fate, Providence, fixed number of variables, predestination is predestination, but there is no predestination. Fate: love and fate, the end is doomed from the beginning, cause and effect cycle. Success is fate, loss is fate, happiness is fate, sorrow is fate.

we are in love, we are predestined! Because of love, but have to, so helpless!

we are in love, we are predestined! Because of love, not willing, so fight!

we are in love, we are predestined! Because of love, because of destiny, so hate!

we have love, we have predestination. Because of love, so smile to give up life, die together in exchange for what you want, because love...

so, fate.

introduction

calm wind. bright moon. About six in the morning.

at the top of Huashan Mountain, two people sit in shadow, one old and one small. The old man is kind-hearted, red faced, grey bearded and bald, and can't see his age. From a distance, it gives people a kind and respectful feeling. The little one, about forty years old, also bareheaded, sat on the old right side. The two men sat still, looking up at the moon. It's like breathing has stopped. The moon is still the moon, very round.

suddenly, in about half a second, the moon turns red, weird red, scary red. Slowly, the old monk let out a deep breath and then said, "time has come"!

change

a place in Shaanxi.

a village with more than one thousand families, with only five surnames, Qin Tian, li Liu Xiao. Li and Liu in qintian are all big families, with a prosperous population. Only the family with the surname of Xiao has five ancestors and three grandchildren.

I don't know why. Li and Liu in qintian all respect people with the surname of Xiao.

according to the ancestors of li Liu in Qin Tian, this family's surname Xiao has been passed down from generation to generation without exception. It's strange that every generation is a boy. What's more strange is that the grandson will be born when he is 70 years old, just like sunrise and sunset, without exception.

in this generation, there is an exception. This generation of smiling old man didn't get his grandson until he was seventy-seven, but the whole family and even nearly a thousand families in the village were panicked. Because the time when old man's grandson was born was that year's Qingming, the same day and the same minute: 6:05 a.m. on April 4.

before that, li Liu of qintian passed on from generation to generation: the family name of Xiao, who was born in Qingming Dynasty, had several times before. Many people died every time. The people who died were li Liu of qintian.

later, in less than a month, tens of thousands of people in villages of more than one thousand families died and moved. It's said that the old man and his family are dead.

it's also said that the baby didn't die In 1968, I was born. Our village is surrounded by water on three sides. Our parents have no culture. I have a brother. I am the second in my family. My parents named me Wang Xiaoer. As a child, I had to lie on the bench and be spanked whenever I made a mistake. When the bamboo pole is pulled down, there is only one word: pain. I will linger after the bigger one, in exchange for more bamboo poles. I get used to it.

my family is poor. I was only in the third grade when I was 15. I graduated when I was 15 years old. I graduated in grade two. I went to grade three for two months. I have three brothers who grew up together, all of whom were born in the same year. I am the oldest. Basically, if we want to be together, we will do whatever we don't rely on. It's a regular thing to fight, but it's a daily job to sneak around.

Qin Zhi: his father was a soldier. He was wearing a military uniform from his ancestors. So we call him commander, sometimes Qin Laojiu. Because there are more than ten brothers and sisters in his family, he is the ninth.

commander Qin Zhi is bold and frightening. He dares to go where no one dares to go. He dares to do what no one dares to do. It's OK to hide in the graveyard at night or in the morning to scare people passing by. Speech pouts people out.

the most profound memory is that he fought with people, one against ten. Those people are running in all directions. He chases after them with a machete. I sharpened that knife.

commander Qin Zhi put the knife in his trouser leg. When he went home, he only wore half of his pants. One of the trouser legs was opened from the waist. When he pulled the knife, he cut it. Li Tao, we call him dead. This guy never fights back. He'll die if he fights back. He never retaliated, but no one beat him or scolded him.

once a hooligan in our village punched him a few times, but he didn't say a word. In the evening, he drove his broken tricycle to level an mu of cabbage in the little rogue's house. The little hooligan found his home. He took a shovel on the little hooligan's back, and the little hooligan ran. He ran after five kilometers. I helped him push the tricycle. Li Tao's parents died when he was ten years old. He spent two years with his second uncle, and then he disappeared. He was alone, so his family was our four clubs. We often get together at his house. We always bring him some steamed bread or something.

Xiao Qi, we call him shiye. My family is richer than my family. I read more books than I did. I didn't go to college in high school. We all don't want to go to his house, because his Laozi makes people panic.

once I went out to play with my master Xiao Qi and saw a watermelon field. I said to pick some. Mr. Xiao Qi didn't let me go. He said that the old man we met just now knows us. The watermelon belongs to his family. People don't need to think that we stole it. Unfortunately, someone stole the watermelon. The old man who planted the watermelon insisted that I stole it. He found my parents, and I went home to be beaten. Because I don't admit that I stole watermelon. In fact, I didn't steal it at all.

for this reason, I lay on the bench and was drawn with a bamboo pole by my father.

let me say, "let's steal the watermelon.". "I didn't steal the watermelon," I shouted.

my father said, "let you steal the watermelon.". I shouted, "I didn't steal the watermelon"

that's it. Twenty or thirty times. If it wasn't for my mother to take the bamboo pole, I don't know what the result would be. In the evening, the four of us eat watermelon at the dead man's house.

I eat hard The watermelon was stolen by commander Qin Zhi and dead Li Tao.

it's just a coincidence.

I was so angry that I ran to the watermelon field with Commander Qin Zhi at night and all of them were tied with bamboo. In winter, in the middle of the night, the Kang cave of the old man who planted watermelon was filled with wheat straw, and the old man's Kang caught fire. Watermelon is a straw.

since then, my mantra has been watermelon or a straw. I have a habit of watching people with their heads askew. The four of us are my biggest and my height is my shortest. It's about one meter eight, just over one meter seven for me. Looking at the three of them, I look at them with my head askew, which has become a habit for a long time.

watermelon.

it's very interesting to remember that the four of us are together. When we went down the river to catch crabs, I subconsciously thought that the dead would take out a toad, and I really took out a toad. In fact, five times out of ten are toads, and three times are empty.

let's see whose chicken is running outside. We can't catch it except the dead Li Tao. Li Tao, the dead man, took a bamboo pole and pulled it to the chicken's head. When the chicken lay down, it wouldn't move and even scream. I haven't figured it out yet. In the evening, we eat chicken at the house of the dead.

when the dog ran to our neighborhood, Li Tao, the dead man, would use a stick to whip the dog's head. When he did, he would be soft on the ground, unable to bark. In the evening, he died. Sometimes birds and pigeons fly in the air. Li Tao, the dead man, can also draw down a bamboo pole. Every summer we go out to catch snakes. Hold the snake's head with ya shaped branch, then hold the seven inches of the snake with your hand, and cut off the head with the scissors engraved with Wang Mazi. Peel the skin and drink the snake gall with wine. Eat snakes at night.

no meat.

in summer, we'll make a small organ suit Rattus flavipectus. A bamboo pole, a line, two one inch long bamboo sides are carved into horse ears with a knife, and the bamboo pole is inserted into the soil and bent with a line. One inch long bamboo is inserted into the mouth of the Rattus flavipectus, and the other is tied with a line. Two horse ears are connected, and the rope is made into a movable buckle of the same size as the hole. The Rattus flavipectus goes out of the hole and its head goes into the buckle. The horse's ears are separated, and the bamboo pole springs up. The Rattus flavipectus is hanging in the air.

rabbit set is simpler. Find the rabbit's way, hit a stake on the ground, make a clasp with thin wire, screw one end on the stake, and the rabbit will catch it after passing. The closer you run, the closer you get. In this way, we often eat and drink in the house of the dead.

all four of us drink right.

I went to the tree and dug out the bird's nest. I felt that commander Qin Zhi would fall down. As a result, he fell off the tree and broke his leg. He stayed in the hospital for more than a month. When I went down the river to swim, I felt that my master Xiao Qi was going to be unlucky. He dived into the mud. My commander and I, Qin Zhi, were dragged out by Li Tao. Shiye Xiao Qi choked and filled his mouth, lungs and stomach with mud We laughed.

Li Tao, the dead man, and Xiao Qi, the master, call me the second son. The commander calls me the second son. Is it Xiaoer. Sometimes it's called Erzi. It's my son who can't listen to me.

in addition to the four of us, there are several gangsters in our village, all three or four years older than the four of us. One of the hereditary gangsters, we call him faggot behind us. It's hereditary that his grandfather and father are all gangsters. When Wenna was in the revolution, no one moved the gold, silver and jewelry on the table in the commune, which made their family get a lot. It's called waste wood because he looks like a stick. We call him waste wood.

…… At the age of 16, commander Qin Zhi went to the army. Watermelon basically writes to me and Li Tao, the dead man, every week. It's killing to reply. Commander Qin Zhi didn't write to master Xiao Qi, because we don't know what he can't write wrong.

at the age of 18, Xiao Qi's family moved away.

Li Tao and I, the dead, continue to play tricks on time. We went to the river to catch frogs and eat them. The dead took a bamboo pole and smoked it in the grass by the river. I picked up frogs behind. It's not very technical. I often do it.

think about our situation and what we did all day. Maybe the dead Li Tao, the commander Qin Zhi, the master Xiao Qi and me, the four of us are tall because we eat things like sneaking, crabs and frogs, hamsters and rabbits.

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