Speaking of burying alive, it is well-known in the local area. It has been circulated for nearly fifty years. It has become a model for the elderly to educate their children and is also the worst metaphor for those who are unfilial to their parents. Whoever gets the reputation of being buried alive, no one makes friends with relatives, friends and neighbors to stay away from it. [ ]

There is a Mr. Zhou in the neighboring village. He has a good family and is also a rare big family. He is upright, generous, good at charity and has a high prestige. Everyone respectfully calls him Mr. Zhou. Mr. Zhou has six sons and three girls. Among them, Wu Zhouping is idle and eats, drinks, and gambling. He has made friends with some bandits and people who are not irrelevant. People from all villages are afraid of him. Mr. Zhou has repeatedly put him in "confinement"

But after repeated teaching, it will not change after a few days, and bad habits will be difficult to change, causing trouble everywhere. Later, he asked someone to tell him a marriage and marry a wife. His wife, Li, is a wealthy family in the local family. He is dignified, well-educated, gentle and virtuous. Having a son is the best thing for ordinary families. However, Xiao Wu's habits and habits developed by many years have not changed due to his beautiful wife and beloved son. Li often advised his behavior, but it was useless. He often punched and kicked Li. Li was helpless and was covered in bruises every few days. He carried the child back to his parents' home. He either scolded or beat the parents' home, which made his parents' home uneasy. Over time, no matter how much grievance he suffered, Li would not dare to go back to his parents' home. All this was seen by Mr. Zhou, and he was often so angry that he couldn't stand bed.

Mr. Zhou felt that it was a disaster, which ruined the family tradition and family tradition, which made everyone worry and feared, and sooner or later it would bring a catastrophe to the family. After many days of repeated consideration and fierce ideological struggle, he finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind to get rid of this disaster. In the middle of winter, the cold air was blowing, and the snow was too heavy, and every household turned off the lights and went to bed early. Mr. Zhou felt very conflicted, and felt cold in his heart. He smoked a dry cigarette, paced around the house, and tossed and turned over and over.

What should I do about Xiao Wu? After all, father and son are very cruel, and their hands are still weak, but if they don’t get rid of them, they are not sorry for their ancestors, fellow villagers, and descendants, and they cannot explain to the world. There is no way out for this. He suddenly stopped and turned to the child’s mother and said, “My mother, prepare a rope and two shovels for me. Except for Xiao Wu, call all the other five sons. I have an important thing to do.”

"The child's father, it's so late. You can't say anything else you want to do, do it again?"

"Don't ask, you will know then. This matter is very urgent and cannot be delayed."

Xiao Liuniang had no choice but to go to the yard to prepare the shovel and rope, and then notify her son.

"What's the matter? It's so snowing so hard, call us all?" The eldest son Zhou Chun asked anxiously as soon as he entered the door.

At this time, Mr. Zhou was lying on the bed facing the inner wall, smoking cigarettes without saying a word. Zhou Chun asked three times, but Mr. Zhou never even looked at him.

After a while, the second son Zhou Xia rushed over, shook the snow on his body and asked, "Brother, what's going on? Why are we big? I'll call us so late?"

"I don't know either. I just asked, I didn't say anything big, I'll wait until I'll see what it was." Not long after, the others arrived one after another.

Old Zhou finally turned around, started to do it, roared at Xiaowu, staring at Xiaowu with wide eyes and fiercely. The look made Xiaowu shudder, and he had goose bumps all over his body, and he couldn't help but feel sudden and lowered his head. Old Zhou looked at everyone with his eyes very seriously, took a deep breath, and said in a buzzing voice: "Damn, go to another house, I have important things to tell the five of them."

Xiao Liuniang is a typical woman. If a man does not allow him to listen to it, it must be a major event between men. Women cannot inquire or inquire about it, so she went out to the side room, Zhou Qiaowu, the youngest daughter of the side room, and gently closed the door.

When Zhou Qiao saw her mother coming, she asked in surprise: "Mom, why haven't you slept yet so late? Why are you here in this house for? "

"Look at you, it's so mysterious. It's snowing so hard, except Xiao Wu, you call your other five brothers here. You don't know what's going on, and you won't let me listen."

"Mom, I must have something to do with me, and I don't know what's wrong. I always feel that it's a bit abnormal for me during this period. I often go to the small river in the south of the village. Sometimes I go there for an afternoon, and I don't know where there is something."

"Oh, it's all your fifth brother who made trouble. He is not clean all day long and can't even raise his head when he goes out. I'm afraid he will sulk in a place where there is no one by the river and go to rest assured."

"Maybe that's the case. I hope I won't get sick. Mom, go to bed early." The two of them talked for a while, then blew the light and went to bed. Don't they know that on this stormy night, something big was going to happen quietly in this family.

After seeing Xiao Liu Niang leave, Mr. Zhou said sternly and deeply: "You have seen and heard all these things Xiao Wu has done. Not only did they harm many villagers, but they didn't even let go of their own wives and children. They were even worse than beasts. If they let them go, the whole family was ruined by him. The villagers dared not speak out, feared very much, and they all said everything behind them. It was really unbearable. During this period, I didn't even dare to go out of the door, and I was worried all day long, fearing that I was afraid of what I said.

God, he did crazy and unethical things again, which harmed others and was not good for himself. What should I do? I used all the tricks, but I still couldn't change it. After thinking about it, I thought a lot, but I couldn't help but act like I didn't have this son and removed him from my family to avoid being ruthless. These days, I prepared a home for him by the small river in the south of the village. Today I asked you to come, to send him to where he should go. You should take care of his child Zhou Shibo in the future and raise him well."

When everyone heard this, they all understood that it was the old man who wanted to get rid of Xiaowu. Although Xiaowu did many evil things and everyone hated him, when they reached this point, they were brothers and sisters with love, and since ancient times, there has been no such thing as me joining my son to kill his son. Everyone was stunned and their whole body trembled. It was difficult for a moment to accept it, and they always felt that it was inappropriate.

The boss Zhou Zhong said tremblingly: "Big, you can't do this. No matter how bad or bad Xiao Wu is, after all, he is your biological son, and you can't do this, let alone what should the mother and mother of Li do in the future? We can't watch Xiao Wu die."

"Yes, big, it's too cruel to do this. Although Xiao Wu did something that hurts his fellow villagers and his family, no life happened after all. Even so, we will send the official directly to the government and deal with it, which is better than dealing with it ourselves." The third son Zhou Xiao excitedly persuaded Mr. Zhou.

After hearing this, Mr. Zhou said nothing for a long time. He lowered his head and pondered for a while, took a cigarette, coughed twice, and said, "What you said is a certain reason, and I have considered all these, but you must know that nowadays, the government is in chaos and the government is dark. If the government pursues the matter, not only will our whole family be implicated, but it will also be ruined. The descendants will be inferior to others for several lifetimes and cannot raise their heads. All the ancestors who have been sentenced and killed by the government have been neglected by the world. That taste is not something that ordinary people can afford."

Zhou Ren, the second son who was squatting on the ground and listening to smoke, suddenly stood up, "In our place, fame and reputation are the most important. The good reputation earned by ancestors cannot be corrupted by our generation, nor can it affect the next generation, the next generation. Long pain is worse than short pain. I think our big idea is correct, and we should do this. After all, doing it yourself can win everyone's respect, purify family traditions, and set an example for future generations."

"Don't say anything, this matter is settled like this. Taking advantage of the heavy snow outside, I will do it unconsciously tonight, so as not to alarm the government and the villagers in the villages." Several sons knew that the old man had a bad temper. The things he decided were determined after careful consideration and no one could change it. It would definitely not work without execution. They bowed their heads and said nothing, and felt like they had turned over five flavor bottles in their hearts, and they felt indescribable.

Mr. Zhou gently got out of the bed, put on cotton boots, cotton coat, cotton hat, and opened the door, "Take the rope and iron shovel, and go to Xiaowu's house together, and call Xiaowu to the small river in the south of the village." Everyone stood up, took the house, followed behind Mr. Zhou quietly.

The cold wind was howling outside, shaking the ears, exhaling into ice, and the heavy snow like cotton wool danced wildly in the cold wind, the branches kept shaking, and the sound of collision and slapping each other was endless, which was creepy. The snow was covered with snow, half a foot thick.

After leaving the yard, the fourth son Zhou Xiao and Xiao Liuzhou and the two supported Mr. Zhou, one deep and one shallow, and walked slowly forward. After passing through two alleys, they came to the door of Xiao Wuzhouping's house at the intersection of the village center. There was a faint light in the yard, and they heard beatings and cries inside. Mr. Zhou signaled Zhou Zhong to come forward and shout. "Big, good, good, Zhou Ping, open the door, Zhou Ping, open the door, I am your eldest brother Zhou Zhong."

After a while, the door in the yard was heard, and Xiao Wu came out. He had the loudest voice and the loudest movement, shouting: "Brother, what's going on? You still tell people not to survive. The children cry and the wife makes trouble. You can't live all day long. What's the trouble in the cold weather?"

"Xiao Wu, open the door, let's look for you if you have something to do, come out."

"Wait a minute, I'll get dressed."

After a while, Zhou Ping opened the door and looked out, and was stunned. Why were there six snowmen standing outside, four brothers, one younger brother and the old man all there, "What are you doing? Why are you all here?"

"Zhou Ping, there is an extremely important thing to do by the small river in the south of the village tonight. It will be too late. None of you can miss it." Old Zhou looked at his son, feeling helpless, angry, hateful, and reluctant to give up and pity. But now that things have come to this point, he is calm and calm, and speaks to Zhou Ping seriously and peacefully.

"It's getting late, so that there will be more nights and dreams. Let's go quickly." Mr. Zhou said. Although Zhou Ping saw this situation, he had doubts in his heart, but he did not dare to ask too much, so he had to follow them to the outside of the village.

Although the river was not far away, because of the thick snow and slippery road, Mr. Zhou could walk for a while on the last journey of sending his son. As he walked, slowly, Zhou Zhong, Zhou Ren and Zhou Xiao held the rope tightly in his hand and walked behind Zhou Ping, forming a semi-encirclement of Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping didn't care.

When the river was less than ten meters away, Mr. Zhou suddenly stopped and shouted, "Zhou Zhong, take Zhou Ping down for me."

Zhou Zhong and the other two came forward at the same time when they heard this. Zhou Zhong hugged Zhou Ping's waist with both hands. Zhou Ren shook the rope from the side and wrapped Zhou Ping's neck. While Zhou Ping was struggling to raise his legs, Zhou Xiao bent down and used the rope to cover his left leg. He pulled it hard and Zhou Ping fell to the ground. The three of them were so thunderous that they could not hide their ears. Before Zhou Ping could react, they were trapped tightly and could not move on the ground.

"Big, you, what are you going to do?" Zhou Ping was a monk with two eyes and asked at the top of his lungs.

"What you want to do, you should be clear. Tell you that today is going to bury you alive." Old Zhou turned his back to Zhou Ping. He didn't want to see Zhou Ping's struggle and painful movements, and said deeply.

"What's wrong with me? You want to bury me? I'm your son!" Zhou Ping said anxiously earlier.

"You are unfaithful and unfilial, corrupt your family style, do many evil deeds, harm your fellow villagers, beating your wife and abandoning your children, and affecting future generations, and it is difficult to raise your head. There are countless bad things you have done. When the fellow villagers see you as if they are hiding from the plague god, they dare not speak out, and their wives and children are frightened and afraid. They are an alternative to the whole family. If you don't get rid of you, the elders will be sorry to their ancestors, the middle will be sorry to their fellow villagers, and the lower is sorry to their descendants. From now on, you are no longer my son, let alone their brothers. You have been removed from the family." Old Zhou said sternly, revealing the whole story to make him die understand.

"Big, brother, although I am a little stupid, you do this, it is too inhumane and cruel. Don't you think about it if you are blocked at all? Besides, I still have children. Please, let me go, I will live a down-to-earth life in the future, right?" Zhou Ping begged bitterly.

"If I had known this, why would it be too late? Zhou Zhong, I have dug a tomb for him five meters ahead. You can lift him up and send him over quickly." said Mr. Zhou.

"Big, my fifth brother already knows that he is wrong. Give him a chance. After all, he is your son and our brother." Zhou Zhong and several other brothers said.

"I have given him enough opportunities. Has he given others a chance? Will I forgive him, will others forgive him? Don't say anything, do it."

Zhou Zhong and others were still hesitating. It would be okay to say you want to scare and scare. It would be really hard to start for a while. After all, this is my joining my son to kill his son, which has not happened since ancient times.

Seeing that they were hesitant, Mr. Zhou stood still and shouted sternly: "Zhou Zhong, do you guys still want me to do it yourself?"

Zhou Zhong and the others knew the old man's temper. It seemed that it would be impossible not to understand. Helplessly, they dragged Zhou Ping up and threw it into the tomb, shoveled up the frozen soil, causing Zhou Ping to disappear in hoarseness and despair, and got the sad ending he deserved.
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