I went to the canteen and bought a few buckets of eight-treasure porridge and went home with a flashlight.
Passing by the door of Zhou Xian's house, Xiaohua looked inside and saw three people including Zhou Xian and the other two were her friends.
The person inside was dazzled by the flashlight.
One of them cursed and said: "Who the hell, wants to scare me to death?"
Looking back, I looked at Xiao Hua, her eyes were shining, this girl is so beautiful.
Under the influence of alcohol, hehehe smiled mischievously, and the three people rushed out and surrounded Xiaohua.
Xiaohua was very scared, so she shook it with a flashlight, but she wouldn't hit anyone, right?
But Xiaohua didn't know that the consequences would be far more serious than beating someone.
Xiaohua had the courage to curse at the three people.
The three people looked at each other and became excited. This tone was very interesting.
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Xiaohua resisted, but Zhou Xian was so strong that she couldn't break free.
Just as he was about to call for help, his mouth was covered by another man.
In this way, Xiaohua could not escape her bad luck and suffered three hours of torture and humiliation.
In the midst of this, the old lady heard her daughter-in-law's screams and tremblingly went out to rescue her.
But these beasts locked the door, and the old lady burst into tears and cried to heaven and earth.
He looked at the window and smashed the glass with his body, causing his head to bleed.
When Zhou Xian heard the noise, he smiled mischievously, tied the old lady up with a rope and threw her aside.
At this time, Zhou Xian was thinking in his mind: "You are an old man who didn't give me any face during the day, and now I'm just watching to see what kind of trouble you can make."
After finishing the work, Zhou Xian and the others took the old lady and the little flower out of the house.
When the villagers heard the commotion, they put on their clothes and went out, but there was no one at the door of Zhou's house.
When she got home, the old lady cried and said she was sorry, and kept calling the police to call the police.
Xiaohua didn't want everyone to know that she was insulted, so she stopped the old lady.
He took out his cell phone, thought about it, and called Cao Jun, who was thousands of miles away.
Cao Jun woke up from his sleep, heard the phone call, and muttered: "Who is this in the middle of the night?"
Seeing the caller ID, a sweet smile hung on the corner of her mouth: "What's wrong, Xiaohua, do you miss me?"
"Ajun, let me tell you something..." Xiaohua's voice was choked with sobs.
Cao Jun's smile gradually disappeared and was replaced by anger.
After listening, Cao Jun silently replied: "Wait for me at home, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."
After hanging up the phone, Cao Jun stared at the wall in a daze, not knowing when he dropped his phone.
During the day, Cao Jun quickly came to the train station. On the train, the noise around him was out of tune with him.
Cao Jun couldn't remember exactly how he got home.
It was already dark when I got home, so I didn’t go to say hello to my wife and mother first.
Instead, he wielded a woodcutter, kicked open the ajar door of Zhou's house, and walked in angrily.
Zhou Xian's mother was going to the toilet when she saw this and was so frightened that she yelled.
At the same time, there was a heavy downpour, huffing, huffing, and the screams of Zhou Xian's mother were obscured by the rain.
Banjun went up and stabbed him, Zhou Mu was lying on the ground.
Then Zhou Xian heard the noise, put on his clothes and opened the bedroom door. When he saw Cao Jun coming towards him with a murderous look on his face, he was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy.
When Liu Meihui saw this, she was so frightened that she lost her mind.
Cao Jun was not polite and did not listen to their pleas for mercy.
Someone went up and gave him a knife.
Seeing that the old woman didn't come back for a long time, Zhou's father wondered if she had fallen into a trap.
As soon as I came downstairs, I saw this situation and I was so scared that I stayed where I was.
Cao Jun was already blinded by anger.
Another stab at Father Zhou.
The two people on the street who were sleeping soundly in the guest room were not spared either. They drank too much at noon today and are still not awake yet.
Cao Jun knew that these two people were the beasts.
In his sleep, one person stabbed another.
The heavy rain is still pouring down. This rainwater can wash away the blood, but it can't wash away the fact that Cao Jun killed people, nor can it wash away the crimes Zhou Xian has done.
Cao Jun returned home covered in blood.
The old lady and Xiaohua were shocked when they saw their son (husband) like this.
Cao Jun knelt on the ground, tears falling with the sound of rain outside.
Cao Jun kowtowed and said to the old lady: "Mom, this bow, I will pretend that you never gave birth to me!"
Cao Juner kowtowed and looked at Xiao Hua: "Hua, you are still young. Find a suitable person and remarry!"
Cao Junsan kowtowed: "Mother, Xiaohua, I have avenged you."
Cao Jun had already burst into tears, and then he rang his head several times.
Seeing Cao Jun like this, Xiaohua and the old lady had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.
With the support of Xiaohua, the old lady came to Zhou's house. Looking at the bloody scene, she staggered home.
The old lady hugged Cao Jun and slapped the latter on the back.
"Son, you are confused...you are confused!" The old lady's voice was choked with sobs, and tears had already blurred her eyes.
"Ajun, you...you...you..." Xiaohua also cried, unable to say a complete sentence.
"Son, how can you let your mother live? Oh my God, please open your eyes and take a look!" The old lady was still crying.
The three of them cried to each other all night. When the villagers woke up, they smelled a faint smell of blood. Following the smell of blood, they saw the scene in the Zhou family and were immediately confused.
Other villagers, seeing such miserable attire and hearing the sound of crying from the opposite side, stopped to watch.
"Ajun, run away before the policeman comes."
"Yes, Arjun, run away!"
"Run, where can you run? If you do something wrong, you have to take responsibility. This is me... this is me..." Cao Jun was speechless.
The villagers looked at each other, this child, hey!
The patrol arrived quickly and saw the scene at the scene. He was mentally ill and vomited directly against the tree on the roadside.
Cao Jun was taken away, and Xiaohua and the old lady begged for mercy.
The villagers watched Cao Jun get into the patrol car.
None of the villagers blamed Cao Jun, they only sighed at the child, what a good child!
The patrolman was a little confused when he saw the villagers like this.
Until Cao Jun confessed the facts, the patrolman in charge of the interrogation sighed, looked at each other, and fell into a wordless silence.
After hearing this, Bai Ze opened his mouth. He would not comment on whether this matter was right or wrong, whether it was black or white.
"Boss, the story is over, don't expect it!" Cao Jun said to Bai Ze.
"Silence of the Lamb, the lamb will also roar. I'll give you some wine and let you confide your sorrow to me. Alas!" Bai Ze sighed, which finally turned into a silent sigh.
"Boss, can I ask you a favor?" Cao Jun looked at Bai Ze with pleading in his eyes.
"You said, as long as it can be done." Bai Ze waited quietly for the next sentence.
"I want to know about my mother and... and... Hey, after all these years, I must have met a good family!" A trace of loneliness flashed in Cao Jun's eyes.
"Okay, leave this matter to me." Bai Ze took a look and saw that Black and White Wuchang still hadn't come back, and he didn't know what he was busy with.
Bai Ze walked out of the tavern. This is Yangwu Village, Cao Jun's hometown.
The village was particularly deserted today. It wasn't until we arrived at a house that it became lively.
Looking at the row of wreaths against the wall at the door, Bai Ze already knew that these were for Mrs. Cao.
The wreath reads: Li Zhen and his wife pay homage to the mother of the hero.
Except for the different names, the general meaning is the same.
"Who are you?" A young uncle couldn't help but ask when he saw Bai Ze, a stranger.
It's not a big deal if a stranger comes to a village and you can recognize him at a glance.
"I am Cao Jun's friend." Bai Ze lied again.
"Hey, Cao Jun...hey!" The young man sighed sadly, took out a box of Heitashan from his pocket, and gave one to Bai Ze.
Bai Ze took it, and the uncle ordered it for Bai Ze. He squatted on the ground and recalled every detail of Cao Jun.
A puff of cigarette, a few words, short and direct.
The uncle is a few years older than Cao Jun, but the two of them can play together.
"Village chief, it's begun, I'm waiting for you to preside over it!" A woman who was stuck in a wolf-like age led a boy out.
"Xiaohua, oh, I got it." The village chief put out the butt of his cigarette on the ground and turned around and entered the yard.
Bai Ze looked at the little boy and asked the woman, "Is this Cao Jun's son?"
"You..." Xiaohua looked at Bai Ze's young appearance, and it seemed that he was not from the village.
Xiaohua nodded awkwardly and watched Bai Ze enter the house without saying hello.
He frowned, where did this weirdo come from?
Bai Ze didn't prepare to leave until the old lady was buried.
Before leaving, he found Xiaohua and said, "Cao Junquan knows, I will be happy."
Xiaohua thought thoughtfully: "Have you met Ajun?"
"Yes, I have seen it." Bai Ze answered truthfully, adding in his mind, not long ago.
"Is it after death?" Xiaohua said with an expectant expression.
"Uh... this..." Bai Ze hesitated without saying anything clearly.
"Can we still see it now?" Xiaohua was slightly disappointed.
Bai Ze said nothing, looking at the little boy, his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Cao Jun's.
"Oh, I understand, his name is Cao Yi." Xiaohua pulled her precious son over.
"Uncle, do you know my father? What kind of person is he?" Cao Yi asked innocently with his eyes wide open.
"That's your dad. No matter what others say, that's your dad!" Bai Ze knelt down and stroked Cao Yi's head.
Cao Yi is still young, but she has remembered this sentence.
Bai Ze turned around and left, the matter was done.
"If you can see me, tell me something: I am an Ajun person in life, and I am Ajun soul in death."
Bai Ze waved goodbye and walked further and further away.
Xiaohua saw Bai Ze leaving and took Cao Yi back home.
Back at the tavern, Bai Ze saw Hei Wuchang, who was about to take Cao Jun away, and immediately stopped him.
"Wait a minute." As soon as Bai Ze entered the door, he came before anyone arrived.
Hei Wuchang signaled Bai Zema Liu to deal with it.
"Cao Jun, your mother was just buried today.
As for the rest, if Xiaohua pulls a boy, he is your own flesh and blood." Bai Ze answered truthfully.
Cao Jun first condemned himself for being ashamed of being the son of a man.
Knowing that I have a son makes me feel happy inside.
Hei Wuchang took Cao Jun away, and before leaving, a sentence rang in his ears.
Cao Jun was filled with joy. Although he had thousands of words, they eventually turned into a smile, and he went to the underworld with a smile on his face.
Bai Ze sighed and looked out the window in confusion.
After a while, I looked out the window.
There was a hobbling old man outside the window, with white hair and a particularly eye-catching silver-white beard.
The most eye-catching thing is that he is dressed in Song Dynasty costumes, walking into the tavern with his hands behind his back, as if he were strolling in a garden.
This old man has a kind face and kind eyes, which makes people feel particularly close to him.
The old man sat down at the table, looked at Bai Ze, and said, "Shopkeeper, a bowl of clear noodle soup will put an end to the sorrow of separation, and a couple of small glasses of wine will make my heart happy."
Bai Ze turned around and nodded to express his understanding.
At first glance, this old man seems to have a story. He must have a different story.
Come to the kitchen, get everything ready, and try your best to make a bowl of noodles.
The noodles are ready and brought to the table along with two ounces of Ecstasy wine.
The old man ate his meal slowly and couldn't help but admire: "The shopkeeper is very good at his craftsmanship. He is definitely popular in my place!"
"Old man, you're welcome, you're welcome." Bai Ze felt quite happy when he heard the old man's praise.
After the old man finished eating the noodles, he took a sip of the ecstasy wine.
After drinking a hint of ecstasy, the old man said: "As you get older, it is inevitable to recall the past, even though you have been away from this world for many years.
But I have never met anyone who can tell me.
Shopkeeper, are you willing to listen?"
Bai Ze nodded, naturally interested.
The old man did not say his name, but only revealed that he was from the Southern Song Dynasty.
There is a father in the family who is an official, tracing back the ancestors, and there is also an ancestor who is a prime minister.
He can also be regarded as a descendant of an official family.
When he was young, he passed the Jinshi examination and was awarded the title of county captain. Because his father passed away, Ding You was at home.
What Ding You is, that is, according to the traditional Confucian concept of filial piety, if a court official's parents die during his reign, no matter what official position he holds, he must resign and return to his ancestral home from the day he learns of the funeral.
Parents keep the system for twenty-seven months, this is called Dingyou.
After Ding You's time came, the old man took up his post as chief registrar.
The people here are poor, the land is narrow, and the population is dense. The people are in dire straits, and civil rebellions and military rebellions occur frequently.
The local pacifier admired the old man's talent and invited him to join the shogunate to join the military.
This is the beginning of the old man's military career, but it is not the end.
Traveling around to put down rebellions can be regarded as a golden horse and an iron horse.
It was not until he was forty years old that he could no longer fight, so he settled down and became a local official.
During his term of office, he was honest and upright, with a breeze on his sleeves.
The construction of water conservancy channels and the rectification of salt affairs were deeply loved by the people.
Things took a turn for the better five years after becoming a parent official.
The old man has a close friend who passed the Jinshi examination at the age of forty-five and was transferred to Zhujie County.
When the old man heard this, he quickly dissuaded him. He served as county magistrate five times in three years, and encountered unexpected events one after another.
But my friend insisted on going his own way and couldn't stop him at all.
The old man just let him go.
But as soon as the words came true, something unexpected happened to my friend.
The old man proposed to be transferred to Zhujie County. Although the leaders tried to persuade him repeatedly, it was of no avail.
After being transferred from above, the old man took up his post.