Youjia Inn

If it was in previous years, it should be a little cool in the morning, but now in this monstrous dry weather, the sunlight is like a sharp needle, making people unable to open their eyes. Since sunrise, the iron plate of the earth has been The preheating is complete, just wait for the pork belly to be put on and listen to the sizzling sound.

"Hey, you brat, why are you following me here again!" Dahu took a big gulp of herbal tea for relieving summer heat, "The weather is terrible!"

"Let me take a look!" San Wazi squatted in front of the little black fish, his small body forming a shadow to block the little black fish.

The fish has just been fished out, and the water on the ground has not evaporated dry.The little black fish froze on the ground, its eyeballs without eyelids looked at San Wazi, and it took a long time to open its mouth.

"Help me! Save me!" The child's voice that appeared yesterday appeared in my mind again, with a crying tone of despair and helplessness.

Another large piece of fish scales fell off.Red streaks of blood ooze from the place where the fish scales fell off, and they froze quickly.

There are only a few fish scales left on the fish belly, and the exposed fish skin is in direct contact with the air, which accelerates the loss of water.

"I said Sanwazi, don't use your brains, just leave when you've seen enough, and be careful of heat stroke!" Dahu said to Sanwazi who was squatting on the ground in a ball.

Sanwazi didn't say anything, stood up all of a sudden, stabilized his figure, and walked away without looking at Little Heiyu again.

"Oh, is this right?" Dumb's voice came from behind him.

San Wazi heard nothing.The brain was occupied by the bloody "help me", and the voice snowballed in the brain, crowding out all the worries of San Wazi.

I will definitely let you go.

Sanwazi clenched his fists.

"Brother Dashan, Brother Sixi, he has something to do, he will come to change shifts in a while, and asked me to take a look first." Sanwazi smiled innocently.

"Okay, then look at it for a while, if there are wild cats or something, you can chase them away. Nuo, that bucket is herbal tea for relieving heat, and that bucket is clear water. It's been almost half an hour. Give the fish some water." Da Shan also said. Without thinking too much, I simply explained to San Wazi and left.

Sanwazi watched Dashan leave, and quickly picked up the little black fish from the ground and put it into the iron cylinder.

"Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei! Are you still alive!" Sanwazi asked anxiously.

"Hmm." A faint voice sounded in his head.

"I'll let you go now, do I want to send you to Longtan?"

"West of the village, the river."

As soon as the words were finished, Sanwazi started to run, and after a while, he was sweating profusely. Before he could stop to catch his breath, Sanwazi heard voices calling him one after another behind him.

There are big tigers, there are village chiefs, there are people with their own fathers, oh my god, why did the whole village come here.

Sanwazi was so frightened that he ran even faster, and ran to the river in the west of the village in one breath, and poured Xiao Hei into it.

The shallow layer of water just submerged the fish ridge.The fish slowed down in the water for a while before it began to swing its fins and slowly swim to the distance;

"Goodbye, Xiao Hei!" Panting heavily, Sanwazi waved goodbye.

"Goodbye, Sanwazi." The child's voice in his mind responded, and the one-eyed kung fu little black fish disappeared into the river without leaving a single ripple.

Sanwazi looked at the place where the little black fish disappeared, and said silently: "Goodbye, friend."

The scorching sun was shining in the sky, and the blue sky was like washing. This was the first time Sanwazi felt that the sky was bright and lovely these days.Lie Yang evaporated the guilt and uneasiness he felt towards the little black fish these two days.

"Sanwazi! Where's the fish!" Father's voice exploded behind him.

Looking back, I saw my father standing in front of a group of villagers with a gloomy face, and the storm was about to come.

"Let it go, let it go." Sanwazi's voice was so soft that only he could hear it.

"Say it again!" The father walked up to Sanwazi.

"Let it go, let it go, let it go." Sanwazi repeated in a low voice.

"God damn little ancestor, he let the fish go."

"This child is too ignorant!"

"It doesn't count at all to do things, how does the family manage it?"

"Sin, the autumn harvest pit will be yellow." The whispers of the villagers are intertwined into a network.Everyone stared at Sanwazi with unkind eyes.Sanwazi panicked at the sight.

"I, I. Slap!" After a crisp slap, the left half of San Wazi's face was swollen as high as a steamed bun.Sanwazi was stunned for a while and cried out loudly.

"Little Heiyu is my friend, woohoo, he is so pitiful."

"Crack!" Father's broad palm landed on his back, causing another burning pain.

"Hey, it won't rain, and it won't rain after drying it." Sanwazi cried even harder.

"Snapped!"

"Wuwuwu, the Dragon King is gone! It won't rain if I don't let it go!"

"quibble!"

"Assert yourself!"

"nonsense!"

The father's yelling was accompanied by a harsher lesson.This time, none of the villagers on one side spoke, and looked at the child in front of him being punished by his father with complicated expressions.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Sanwazi cried and retreated, and accidentally fell into the river.The water is shallow, and there is no difference between falling into the river and falling on the ground. Sanwazi then entered the water on his back, and slammed his head on the rocks.A stream of blood bloomed in the water, and Sanwazi felt dizzy.

"Hey, old Lintou, hurry up and get the child up! It's fallen!"

"Hurry up! Go down!"

"Like hitting my head on a rock!"

All the chaotic sounds and sights were blurred, eyes went dark, and San Wazi passed out.

five days later.The open space at the entrance of the village, the assembly.

The assembly is held in the evening.The blood-red setting sun, the unrelenting heat, a bald camphor tree, and a group of people standing under the tree.

The shadows of the trees overlapped with the shadows of people, and the suffocating and dignified atmosphere enveloped a group of people.The village chief and old man Sun stood in front of everyone without saying a word.

Everyone's eyes lost their spirit and were cast with a dull gray.The village head announced the decision to move the village before, draining all hope of life for everyone.

Where to move to, this small village is the safe place where they have lived for generations, and they have placed too many emotions and concerns.

Besides, these years are unfavorable, bandits are everywhere, and wars are raging. It is difficult to find a decent place to live and live, and it is difficult for anyone to take in people of all sizes for a long time. At this time, losing villages and fields means Point out a road called misery for the rest of your life, wandering and homeless.

Nobody wants to stay because staying is a dead end.Old man Sun, who had just returned to the village, suddenly aged 10 years. His hair was gray and his back was hunched. No one was in the mood to ask him what he had experienced in the past three days. There will be no rain for at least three years."This is enough, needless to say, to destroy the hope of a village.

There was no discussion, no questioning, everyone left and went home in a tacit understanding, as quiet as after attending a funeral, a funeral that buried the village.

"Mr. Sun."

Old man Sun, who took two steps tremblingly, stopped, "What's the matter?"

"Please go to my house to see Sanwazi." Father Chen's voice was full of pleading.

"Oh, let's go." Old man Sun left with Father Chen.

Sanwazi lay on the bed, lost a lot of weight, pale, breathing shallowly, and there was a blood scab that had just formed on his forehead.

Chen's mother on the side wiped Sanwazi's hot face with the little water left in the house, weeping as she wiped.

"How could you be so seriously ill?" Old man Sun's withered hand touched Sanwazi's wrist, the skin under his hand lost the freshness it should have at this age, it was icy cold, and his pulse was so weak that it was almost impossible to feel it. Alas, it can be said that life is not long.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have punished him so severely, causing him to fall into the water, causing him to catch a cold and be frightened, causing him to have a high fever, alas!"

This usually majestic father was very annoyed and wished he could slap himself several times, "At the beginning I asked the doctor to come and say it was a common wind-cold fever, and a prescription of medicine reduced the fever, but who knew that the high fever did not go away for five days, and the water and rice did not enter. The doctor just came to see you in the morning, shook his head repeatedly, and told us to prepare for the funeral. I am also a dead horse, so I came to you. One thing happened the day I fell into the water, that is, he let the fish go. Is there some evil spirit? Mr. Sun has a solution."

Old man Sun frowned tightly, with a dignified expression, as if he was thinking about something.

"Mr. Sun, please save my third child!" Chen's mother knelt down with a "plop" and burst into tears.

"Plop", the seven-foot man also knelt down, and his mountain-like back suddenly collapsed.At this moment, this man is not the head of the family, but a helpless father.

"Ai ai, I can't do it, I can't do it." Old man Sun hurriedly helped him, "Oh, this third child is indeed sick! I just came back and heard that the village chief said that the third child let the fish go and you took care of him. I was bedridden for a while, and I didn't expect such a serious illness. But it is indeed an illness, and the old man is not a doctor, and there is no way to recover!"

Mother Chen, who had just been lifted up, turned pale, and almost knelt back again.

Father Chen's complexion was also ugly, his eyes were red, his lips were white, and he said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Sun, is there really nothing you can do?"

Old man Sun couldn't bear to look at his desperate parents and shook his head.

"Hey! Mother-in-law, spend a few more days with the baby, as many days as you can!"

"Third boy, this kid shouldn't be, he is obviously a lucky one, why is this so bad!" Old man Sun sighed heavily.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, these three children are telling the truth, why did you make such a heavy hand!"

Chen's mother cried and beat Chen's father, her braids were disheveled, Chen's father didn't hide for a moment, and silently received every punch from Chen's mother.

"Well, you can't blame him entirely. At that time, the matter was not clear. Sanwazi released the fish without authorization. Under the anger of the public, he could only be taught a lesson. Sigh, but who knew that things would develop like this, God's will is unpredictable Ah, God's will is unpredictable."

Seeing this originally happy family plunged into great grief overnight, old man Sun could only sigh a word of God's will, pity this clever child.

"Well, Xiao Hei." Sanwazi murmured with his eyes closed.

"San Wazi!" Chen's mother cried and took San Wazi's hand, "What are you talking about, mother is listening."

"Xiao Hei, I have a headache, that's right." Sanwazi's broken words couldn't be connected to a sentence. Chen's mother saw that her son was suffering from illness in the dream, and her heart was like a knife.

"Ah!" Old man Sun walked out of this house with his back bent.

In the middle of the night, howling and crying pierced the silence of the night, and startled the lights of several houses near Sanwazi's house.

"Third baby! Why did you just go there!"

"Oh, my sister-in-law's condolences."

"Hold on, hold on! Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law!"

The next day, Chenjia Village was solemn and solemn. Everyone in the village knew that the clever Sanwazi in Chenjiacun had died of illness. The vicious sun did not heat Sanwazi's parents' skin or their hearts, and even the scorching air was somewhat stained. Cold and desolate.

As the coffin was closed, Mother Chen watched as the coffin closed little by little, and Sanwazi's face was covered by the thick wooden boards.

Covering the earth, a shovel of loess covered the coffin, and the last shovel of loess covered it, breaking the last hope of Chen's parents.

After waking up from the dream, her tears dried up, and Mother Chen couldn't cry anymore, and passed out again.

There is no mourning, no coffin, no funeral, a coffin, a pit, buried in peace.

"My dream stopped here. Sometimes, sometimes I felt that I was lying in the coffin, watching the lid of the coffin being closed bit by bit, unable to move, and just woke up in fright."

Zhao Kexin held the hot tea in her hands, hoping that the temperature in her hands could dispel the despair and helplessness in her dreams.

Seeing this, Boss Bai got up and took another empty cup, filled it up, handed it to Zhao Kexin, smiling as gentle as spring, "Drink, this cup is ordinary hot tea."

Zhao Kexin took it and returned a polite smile.

Why don't you give me a cup too.Suri pouted.

Boss Bai glanced at Su Rui, and said, "Xiaoyou Su, that tea is good tea, drink it a few times and you'll get used to it."

Um?What's the meaning?Su Rui always felt that these words had some deep meaning.

Before Su Rui could figure it out, the boss continued, "The next story should have been told by another person, but I'm not sure if I will come today, so let me do it for you first."