Chapter 28 chapter eight

crossed the river.When we walked through the thick mud, we saw the beaten father and the ghost woman fighting, swearing about "bitch" and "bitch" as they rolled and struggled in the mud.We left them behind, uncharacteristically not evasive but swaggering, walking on the road in the village, the bugle of the Moluo Society sounded again.The twin brothers' naked bodies are colorfully painted, attracting the attention of the villagers.Those rat-like villagers all cringed, not knowing what to be afraid of.They both strode forward without saying a word. When approaching the beautiful residence of Secretary Ruan's family, some militiamen with broken guns were lazily walking towards the place where the horn was sounding.Suddenly we heard the loudspeaker say: Ruan Datou, who ruled the village for forty years, has been dismissed from office.He did all sorts of evil, and in the fish and meat town, he bullied men and women, and he was full of crimes.The militia guarding his house retreated immediately, and the new secretary called on all the villagers to avenge their grievances and redress their grievances.

When we walked into the compound of Lao Ruan's house, people in a mess were raiding the house.He copied out a sack of pepper, two thousand heads of garlic, a urn of sesame oil, and countless silks and satins. Old Ruan sat on a square stool, leaning against the freshly plastered snow-white powder wall, drooping his eyelids, and kept silent, letting people loot his property. When everyone retreated, the twin brothers jumped out from the corner.The sudden appearance of these two tall naked monkeys, not to mention their various bodies, seemed to startle Lao Ruan. The flesh on the twin brother's body trembled, as if timid.

It was Old Ruan who said first: "My sons, good time!" "Big old Ruan!" "Big Head Ruan!" "I'm looking for you to avenge me!" "I'm looking for you to take revenge!" "You raped my mother!" "You shot my father!" "We want revenge!" Old Ruan raised his head, sighed repeatedly, and then said, "Sons, what do you want to do with me?" The twin brothers looked at each other, undecided. The two discussed for a long time before hesitatingly said: "We will cut off your legs." "Okay, okay, two brothers, one for each, exchange them." Lao Ruan said kindly, "Da Mao went to the corner to get the axe, and Er Mao went to the wing room to move out the wooden block." They obediently raised the ax and moved out. Wooden pier.

Old Ruan sat on the ground, put his legs on the wooden pier, lit a foreign cigarette, and stuck it in his mouth. Lao Ruan said: "My sons, watch me perform acrobatics for you!" White smoke billowed from Lao Ruan's left ear. "A miracle!" Da Mao looked at Er Mao and said. "Strange thing!" Er Mao looked at Da Mao and said. "There's a hole in his eardrum!" I yelled. "Don't stand still, who will cut first?" Lao Ruan urged. You two brothers pushed me and I pushed you, but they were unwilling to do anything. "Idiot! I planted tiger and wolf breeds, and gave birth to two useless wretches!" Old Ruan scolded his twin brothers, leaned over to grab the axe, rolled his trousers up to his thighs, and was about to do it himself, when he suddenly said, "Go to the window sill to get the axe!" Bring a pen and a ruler." The twin brothers obeyed obediently.

Lao Ruan put the ruler horizontally under the knees of both legs, straightened it, drew a pencil against the edge of the ruler, and drew a clear black line under the knees.Old Ruan said: "It looks good when it is cut neatly. How can I meet people if one is long and the other is short?" He compared the measurements, chopped off his left leg with an axe, and stood it beside him.The flesh at the fracture was shrunk tightly, and another ax and another ax and another ax chopped off the right leg, and stood side by side with the left leg.The legs were dangling like two little drunks. "What else do you want? Sons." Red blood gushed out from Lao Ruan's leg stump like an arrow shaft.His face was sallow, beaded with sweat.

The twin brothers backed away obediently. "Take the leg you want!" Old Ruan called. They withdrew the girl and ran away. I don't know how many years and months have passed, I have had enough wandering in the village, and when I was about to take advantage of the spring air to find a way out, I heard a tall and sonorous voice singing in the street. There is a legless lunatic singing and begging in the street.A circle of people are watching. His head and face were skinny, but the huge bones left traces of his fat head and big ears back then.Yellow water flowed from both eyes, but the fierce light was still compelling.Two pieces of black rubber were tied to his knees, and two small benches were supported by his hands.The legs of the stool were worn down.

He sang: Well-meaning aunts and aunts, pity the poor man without legs... It is better to say that he is howling than to say that he is singing.Although he sang the words like a poor guy on the surface, everyone felt that there was a hidden murderous intention.Of course it doesn't matter that I died early, but the hearts of the living are in a mess. An old lady hobbled in with a bowl of leftover rice.Everyone cleared the way for her. She put the bowl of rice in front of the legless man, and said like a Bodhisattva: "Poor man, eat it..." The legless man lifted his face high and burst into a sneer.The old lady said: "Are you still laughing?" He laughed even colder, the old lady trembled, and was about to turn around and run away when she heard the legless man say: "Jiao Xing——!" The onlookers knew the old lady's nickname "Jiao Xing "There are not many, and those who know are terrified.

The old lady seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't even turn her eyes. "Jiao Xing, take out a bowl of cold rice and feed it to the dog?" He picked up the small bench and smashed the rice bowl, "What day is today?" Yes, what day is today, today is the Cold Food Festival , Ghost Festival, even ghosts improve life on this day. The old lady is gone, walking fast. Back then, she was really a delicate apricot, with a chubby butt, pinched with sesame oil, two straight breasts, red nipples, better than big red dates... The old man recalled, the children listened, and after a while, the old man walked away with a sigh and the children threw stones at him.

Madman--lunatic--old madman. It's the cold food festival, new buds the size of rice grains bloom on the red willow trees, and peach blossom joints grin their mouths in the sunny and windy places.Fat girls and daughters-in-law are playing on the swings, and boys are flying kites on the grass. I watched the kite's face, I squeezed the big girl's tits, I went to the elementary school, and while the red-faced teacher Mei was asleep, I hugged her and kissed her.I also opened her quilt, shook out her pillow, found two condoms, blew them into big balloons, tied their mouths, and put them in the spring breeze.

No family was at peace that night, they were talking about the man with the broken leg, they were telling a story of revenge. They said that in the very, very old days, there was a pair of twin brothers in the village who practiced hard skills... They said that in the very, very old days, there were two twin brothers who were proficient in magic and avenged their revenge in this village... They said that the twin brothers held hands, sang songs, and went into the large reed field in front of the village... They said that there was a whitewashed wall behind the village, and the wall was full of blood and pus, and the paintings were wiped off. It was a mess, and some people said that there was a spindle painted on the wall... The village was very dark that night, and in the darkness, there were old people telling this scary revenge story.

I died long ago so I tell you: The living are always watched by the dead.