Chapter 27 Poppy House.1

Farm tools such as plows and hoes are piled up in the warehouse, neatly leaning against the earth wall, like a row of people.That rusty smell comes from them.This is my barn, a dark, unfathomable space.The old lady's spinning wheel was still hanging in the air, and thin cobwebs formed around the wheel and blades.Yan Yi sees the spinning wheel as a giant spider, which is eternally looking down on people's heads.As the sunlight on the window paper gradually fades, all the sundries and farm tools are dimmed, leaving only vague outlines, and you look like a row of people.it's getting dark.Romance's hunger came again, he ran towards the door, desperately pushing the wooden door, he heard two big locks hit, the door was locked tightly by his father, and he couldn't push it open. "Let me out. I won't steal the steamed buns!"

Romance screamed.Yanyi squatted down and leaned against the crack of the door to look out.A group of long-term laborers and maids stood in the mansion.They seemed to be sniffing around like dogs for a good thing.Yanyi thought what would they be happy about, Yanyi pounded on the door with his fist, and the door slammed wildly.He saw the twilight falling in the sky like iron, falling.Yanyi is afraid of the dark, and when it gets dark, he becomes hungry. That kind of hunger turns Yanyi into a violent cub. You can hear his shouts shaking the Liu family mansion in 1930.Yanyi shook the door and shouted: "Let me out. I want to eat steamed buns."

Someone looked towards the barn.Yanyi thought why they didn't come to unlock the lock when they heard it?Yanyi judged from the shape of their mouths that they were scolding hungry ghosts.Hungry ghosts, hungry ghosts will kill you sooner or later.Yanyi banged his head against the door.A maid came with a bunch of keys hanging from her belt.The two iron locks fell, and the crimson evening light rushed towards the face, Yan Yi covered his eyes and shook, it was because of the light deficit, you saw Yan Yi grabbed a miscellaneous tree stick and pressed it against the maid's stomach .This is his habit against them (this action will be repeated later).

"I'll kill you." Yan Yi said. "Don't make trouble, young master." The maid said as she stepped back, "Go and see your mother give birth." "What?" "Give birth. You will be useless in the future." The maid shook the key and tinkled Fleeing away, he turned his head and smiled at Yan Yi, "That's Chen Mao's seed!" This year, Yanyi was eight years old.Yan Yi stuck the miscellaneous wood stick in the mud and stood on it, his walnut-like body swayed with the stick.Dusk fell heavily on a small gourd hat.The top of his head hurt, and hunger wrapped around his body from the top of his head.Yanyi's ears trembled suddenly, and he heard a baby crying from his mother's room.Yanyi thought it was a cat meowing in her mother's room.Of the two men sitting at the mahogany square table drinking, one is old and the other is still young.The old man was wearing white silk underwear, his face became redder after drinking, and green juice from pickled edamame hung on the corners of his mouth.The young man was restless, and the copper suona hanging on his waist bumped against the table from time to time.That is Chen Mao, the long-term worker. You can distinguish him from the long-term workers by the copper suona.One of his hands is holding the wine cup, and the other hand is always stroking his crotch. It is an extremely subtle movement, rich in connotation but often overlooked by people. "It's a boy named Shen Cao." Old Xia Liu said.

"Boy. Congratulations sir." "Do you want to go and see?" "I don't know." Chang Gong Chen Mao stood up, he took two steps forward and then one step back, he suddenly realized the problem: the old landlord was smiling.The old landlord's smile was unpredictable for him.Chen Mao turned his face and looked at Old Xia Liu inquiringly.He said, "Will you go?" You couldn't tell whether he was asking Old Xia Liu or himself. "Dog!" Old Xia Liu yelled as expected.The wine cup in his hand smashed towards Chen Mao with lightning speed.Chen Mao saw a round wine stain crawling on his chest, like an oil bug crawling.He felt hot and painful in his chest.

"Get back!" Old Xia Liu said. When Chen Mao returned to the table, he was slapped by Old Xia Liu.Chen Mao didn't hide, but felt the oil worm crawling on his face.Chen Mao stood sticky all over.He saw Old Xia Liu kick over the table and chairs, making a loud bang.Old Xia Liu grabbed Chen Mao's throat, and he said, "Chen Mao, a dog. You said you were my dog." Chen Mao stepped on a bowl of edamame with his bare feet, and repeated vaguely with his throat stuck. , "I said you are one of my dogs." "Stupid, re-said." The throat was choked even tighter.Chen Mao's handsome face turned red and purple.He desperately struggled to free those hands that were as vigorous as twigs, and panting, he said, "I said, Chen Mao is your dog."

The long-term worker Chen Mao walked out through the main room, passed by Cuihuahua's room, he smelled a bloody smell mixed with a woman's lower body from Cuihuahua's room.Those smells made him dizzy.Chen Mao stood on the threshold of the mansion and made faces at the long-term maids outside.He made an obscene gesture with three fingers.Those people were giggling by the corner.Chen Mao laughed too. He took off his wine-stained shirt and put it under his nose to sniff.The smell of alcohol is gone.He saw his bronze suona shining on his waist.He grabbed it and blew violently, he heard his copper suona making a blank sound, whining.

Chen Mao went down to the ground blowing the suona.That day was the same as usual, Chen Mao was weeding in Liu's poppy field, and fell asleep after weeding.In the faint morning light, he dreamed that a baby boy was pressing on top of his head, smashing his celestial spirit cap like a stone.The maple and poplar countryside stretches for 50 miles, and the 50-mile black dirt road is full of your ancestors' footprints.For thousands of years, the land has been cultivated over and over again from barren to rich.In the 1930s, the sight of your ancestors starving to death no longer appeared. In the early 1930s, half of the maple and poplar land was planted with the strange plant poppies, so rice and poppies became symbols of the countryside in different seasons.Outsiders have migrated from all directions, and the maple and poplar trees have become your hometown.You will always see the black mansion of the landlord Liu Laoxia.You always hear about the history of decline and prosperity in the black mansion. It is the soul of the country that you cannot avoid. People are still telling that history over and over for so many years.

The grandfather built the farmhouse on the left bank of the river, with the windows facing the river and the chimney protruding from the roof, symbolizing a family of men and women. The father worked in the rice and poppy fields in the morning and returned late, and the mother raised chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep. In the stables behind the house, while the sons ate porridge and pickles, they stood by the river and gazed at the black mansion of the landlord Liu Laoxia.Maple Poplar is thin and nimble, and has a similar contented and lazy look at night. Before 1949, about 1,000 Maple Poplar people planted rice and poppies for the landlord Liu Laoxia, and the tenants rented the land to pay for the grain. Liu Laoxia rented the land and sold it, which became a way of life. In my opinion, it was a typical southern village. .The grandfather told his grandson that Maple Poplar is rich because the people there are diligent and thrifty in managing their families and saving money in food and clothing.You see the rice piled up in the house, even if the rice is moldy and maggots, it is still food, so don't eat it casually.We all drank porridge with pickles, and everyone in Maple Poplar did.The same is true of the landlord Liu Laoxia's family.The grandfather emphasized that Old Xia Liu's family also drank porridge every day. Have you seen his son's romance?He was pale and emaciated from hunger, barking all day long, just like you.

According to the family tree, Yanyi is the fifth child of Laoxia Liu.The first four were abandoned in the river and drifted downstream. They were like fish without legs and arms, but with sword-shaped tails. They could only float downstream from the water.Yan Yi is the only child who survived the chaos.There is a saying in the countryside about Liu Laoxia's reproductive ability, saying that the blood is very strong and chaotic, and the blood is chaotic and there are no good offspring.There is another hidden meaning here.Romance is the harvest of his father and his mother's wild copulation. At that time, the old man of the Liu family had not died suddenly, and Cuihuahua was his concubine. was born.The family tree records that Yan Yi is an idiot.You see him rolling around like a thorn, attacking people who are forever strangers to him with sticks.He is used to saying while devouring: I am hungry and I will kill you.You can find that Yanyi has inherited the blood factor of the Liu family three generations ago.In history, the grandfather of the Liu family developed an amazing appetite because he was often in a state of hunger, and one person could eat a pig.The phenomenon of atavism in Yanyi made Liu's family vigilant, and they almost took the bun from Yanyi's hand with a kind of fear.For a long time, Yanyi has been obsessed with a black pottery urn, which is half the height of a person, and it is placed behind his mother Cuihuahua's bed, and there is a red lacquered toilet bucket behind the bed. Putting these two containers together strongly stimulates His appetite, Yan Yi saw a fine layer of stove ashes sprinkled on the urn cover, he opened the urn cover, hid the steamed bun in his chest and ran out, until he ran to Muxuzi Mountain outside the warehouse.Someone was standing there and chopping Xuzi.The person who split Xuzi was Yanyi's uncle Liu Laoxin.You are always puzzled when you see the uncle and nephew of the Liu family sitting on the Muxuzi mountain and gobbling.Yanyi always leaves fingerprints on the lid of the urn.Yanyi saw his father chasing after him with his shoes, and his father grabbed his hair and asked, "How much did you steal today?" Yanyi swallowed hard and said, "No, I'm hungry." Yanyi heard the loud tapping of father's shoes the top of his head.The top of my head hurts. "How much did you steal today?" "I don't know. I'm hungry." "Who else did you eat for?" "Uncle, he's hungry too." Yan Yi hugged his head, and he saw Dad walking up Muxuzi Mountain Going down, Mu Xuzi scattered and fell to the ground.Dad held up his shoes and said, "Hungry ghosts, all hungry ghosts. Sooner or later, the Liu family will be defeated by your mouths."

The two people sitting on Muxuzi Mountain, one is idiot Yanyi, and the other is his uncle Liu Laoxin.The intimate relationship between the uncle and nephew in the Liu family mansion is strange and lonely.People remember that Liu Laoxin never talked to anyone, he only talked to Mu Xuzi and the idiot Yanyi, and Yanyi only showed normal intelligence and language habits when he sat next to his uncle. result.At that time, Liu Laoxin was no longer young, and his face was covered with purple scars. He sat on Muxuzi Mountain, looking sad and peaceful. He narrated to the Idiot Romance, and many conversations with uncles and nephews will help you enter the multi-layered history of the Liu family. space. "Your father is a robber. He has robbed other people since he was a child." "A robber robs other people. Dad also robs me." "Your father killed my father and took Cuihuahua to be your mother." "I fell from my mother's armpit." "Your family doesn't have any good things. Sooner or later, I will set fire to everyone." "Can setting fire burn down the house?" "Yes. As long as you are ruthless, a fire will burn you all." "Burn me too?" "Yes, bastard. If I don't burn you, they will kill you sooner or later." "Kill me and I won't hungry." Liu Laoxin is not a major figure in this period of history.All I know is that he was a prodigal who was famous in the maple and poplar village in his early years. He went to a strange city, hoping to find a way to get rich outside the land, but ended up getting nothing but syphilis all over his body.Liu Laoxin was penniless when he returned home, and he was on a salt boat.It is said that all the land on the left bank flowed into Mr. Liu’s hands like a dove returning to its nest within ten years. Finally, Mr. Liu bought his younger brother’s cemetery for ten yuan. It was a slope facing the sun. The shovel leveled it, and all the land joined together on both sides of the river.The land transactions between the brothers of the Liu family left future generations dumbfounded, and future generations cannot judge merits and demerits. What you need to pay attention to is the difference between the vicissitudes of life in the world.The last transaction of the Liu brothers was done in a brothel in the city.The salt boat passed by the maple and poplar trees and sent a message to Liu Laoxia, "Liu Laoxin is about to rot, and Liu Laoxin still has an acre of tombs that can be mortgaged." When Liu Laoxia rushed to the brothel in the city, his brother was rotten , lying next to a pile of trash.The younger brother said, "Give you my cemetery, and take me home." The elder brother took the land deed and said, "Let's leave with a charge." Old Xia Liu grabbed his brother's festering finger and pressed it on the land deed, but it was useless The red mud uses pus and blood.Old Xia Liu found the salt boat behind his back and threw him aboard, and everything was over. The bloodlines of the Liu family merged from two branches into one, as the Fengyangshu people said.They also said that Liu Laoxin was actually ruined by his own penis. Every blade of grass was sold to Old Xia Liu. Idiot Romance remembers that the uncle on Muxuzi Mountain disappeared soon. In the second year, Liu Laoxin died in the fire, and no one knew about it.When the fire burned on Muxuzi Mountain, only Yanyi was the witness.Yan Yi dragged a sack out of the warehouse with a face full of black smoke, and put the sack on the steps and cried loudly at the sack.The tenants and maids heard Yanyi cry for the first time.They untied the knots on the sack and saw that Liu Laoxin had been scorched by the fire, and his stiff body gave off the fragrance of wood.His mouth was plugged with half a steamed bun, and his face was very strange.Yanyi cried and said, "He's hungry. I'll give him half a steamed bun. Why doesn't he swallow it?" They ran to the backyard and saw that Muxuzi Mountain was half burned. No one knew when the fire started. up.No one saw the fire burn up.According to genealogical records, Liu Laoxin died on the fifth day of October 1933.The carpenters nailed a thin-skinned coffin, and four long-term workers carried Liu Laoxin to the large cemetery on the right bank for burial.I heard the wind blowing the white flags, heard the mourning horns stop abruptly, and the dead fell into the ground.It was a simple funeral, and it was also a rare event that happened in the Liu family mansion.All Fengyangshu people know the story of Liu Laoxin being burned to death after failing to set fire.When the grandfather talked about Liu Laoxin's strange death to his grandson, he always said at the end: "Don't mess with Liu Laoxia. You have to set fire to yourself first." The baby born at the beginning of the story will become the central character once he grows up. This is self-evident in the family history.Many years later, Shen Cao came to us from the steps of the county middle school in a black tweed uniform and carrying a suede suitcase.The sun was dancing on his handsome fair face like a silk net. It was the spring 40 years ago, when Liu Shencao bid farewell to his student career, but his heart was as melancholy as iron.He walked across a green lawn, passed between two girls playing tennis, and saw an old-fashioned carriage parked at the end of the lawn.There are people at home.Shen Cao's footsteps became sluggish, he reached into his pocket with the other hand and took out a tennis ball.The tennis ball was gray and rolled across the grass, disappearing in the grass.There was a feeling of confusion that waved away on Shen Cao's thin shoulders, and he shrunk his shoulders and walked towards the carriage.Something had escaped him this afternoon, like the gray tennis ball.Shen Cao turned her head three times a step at a time.He heard his father shouting, "Shen Cao, what are you looking at? You are home." Shen Cao said, "That ball is gone." Father came to pick him up and go home.The driver is Chen Mao, a long-time worker.Shen Cao saw many strips of hay left on the carriage, and he knew that when his father entered the city, he must have sold a cart of hay.Shen Cao sat on the hay and hugged his knees. He heard his father shout, "Chen Mao, let's go." The red house in the county backed away.Later, Shen Cao recalled that the way home was full of hints of fate.The carriage caught up with a fork in the road, and the journey home became so long. His father let him enjoy the busy spring plowing scene of 500 mu of fields.Scarlet poppies were in full bloom along the way, and the tenants in black and the scarecrow stared at the carriage together.Shen Cao was upset, and heard the bakelite wheels rolling across the loess road.Changgong Chen Mao's big straw hat casts an oval shadow on the car panel.I don't know what echoes mysteriously against the bakelite wheels. The carriage must pass Huoniu Ridge to catch up with the fork in the road.Shen Cao remembered that this was the first time he met Jiang Long's bandits.In the zelkova forest halfway up the hillside of Huoxing Ridge, a group of horsemen galloped through the shadow of the trees.Shen Cao heard the hoarse voices of those people calling his name like a father: "Liu Shencao, come up the mountain." It was foggy the next day, and the hilly area was wet with white mist, and the stems and leaves of plants and crops exuded a warm and smoky atmosphere.This is a humid morning unique to the maple and poplar countryside. The 50-mile countryside is beautiful and sad.The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren who lived along the river woke up at the same time to the crowing of roosters, and they walked out of the village to the poppy fields on both sides of the river.The fog lingered for a long time, and they heard the rustling of the landlord Liu Laoxia's white silk clothes in the wind with their ears. Liu Laoxia and his son Shen Cao were standing in the grass pavilion.The tenants said, "The master is getting old, and the second young master is back." Shen Cao's expression was perplexed when she faced the red poppy field and the tenants.Shen Cao hunched her shoulders and put one hand in the pocket of her student jacket.That's my poppy, that's the poppy that's out of the botanical class, that comes from your father's land and makes you pale like you're floating in a nightmare.The fields are full of strong incense from poppies. Shen Cao found him standing on an isolated island. He felt dizzy. The incense of death penetrated deep into the lungs, just like this Shen Cao saw her thin body floating up from the isolated island.Shen Cao's face was pale, and she grabbed his father's hand.Shen Cao said, Dad, I floated up. The tenants in the poppy field witnessed Shen Cao fainting for the first time.Later they described to me how thin the second young master's body was, and how strange the second young master's behavior was, and I knew that the fainting was the beginning of a tragedy, which laid the foundation for the history of the Liu family.They told me that Liu Laoxia carried his son on his back and walked through the poppy field by the river.There was a melodious voice in his pocket. Legend has it that it is a bunch of platinum keys. As long as you have any one of the platinum keys, you can open the door of a rice warehouse. Well fed.You haven't seen the sage grass pavilion of maple and poplar. The Minosaurus Pavilion shows its special shape in the white mist.Men regard the squirrel grass pavilion as a masculine symbol.The grandfather told his grandson that it was built by Laoxia Liu when he was young, and it would not be blown by the wind or rained. When he saw it, he remembered the vicissitudes of the world.Grandpa recalled how many romantic affairs Liu Laoxia had when he was young, almost all of them were in the grass pavilion.How many maple and poplar women have been ruined by Laoxia Liu's dog days!They copulate on dark and stormy nights, and they never shy away from your gaze.Someone was lying in ambush in the poppy field to listen to the voice, and said afterwards, do you know why Old Xia Liu couldn't leave a good seed?It's all the squirrel grass pavilion.The squirrel grass pavilion is a natural tiger's mouth, it swallows everything, and when you go in and come out, you will be empty.Many years later, the old people in Fengyangshu still miss the Minosao Pavilion. They told me that all the men of the Liu family have grown a dick for generations. "What about Shencao?" I said. "No, Shen Cao." They thought for a while and said. Shen Cao is indeed different in the Liu family, and it is inevitable.Shen Cao spent the first few days in lethargy after returning home. When the wind stopped occasionally, the smell of poppies suddenly disappeared, and Shen Cao felt much more awake.He walked from the front yard to the back yard, and saw a disheveled man in rags sitting at the door of the barn, gnawing on a piece of blackened hard bun.Shen Cao stood still and looked at Yanyi gnawing on the buns.Shen Cao never believed that Yanyi was his elder brother, but he knew that Yanyi was another lonely person in the family.Shen Cao was afraid to see him, and he found some kind of humble pain from that rough and greedy face, which was shared by a whole generation of Maple Yangshu people, including his ancestors and relatives.But Shen Cao knew that that kind of pain was incompatible with him, and the blood that had been passed down in one strain burst apart in our generation.Shen Cao thought, he is an elder brother, this is too strange. The smell of poppies suddenly disappeared, and the sunlight became stronger. Shen Cao saw Yan Yi jumping up from the steps like a dirty ball.Shen Cao saw Yanyi rushing towards him with a stick in his hand, he wanted to dodge but was powerless, the stick was on his lower abdomen. "Yanyi, what are you doing?" "You're laughing at me." "No. I don't want to mess with you at all." "Do you have any buns?" "I don't have any buns. Dad has the buns and you ask him for them." "I'm hungry. Give me buns." "You're not hungry, you're cheap." "If you scold me, I will kill you." Shen Cao saw Yanyi throwing away the miscellaneous trees and sticks, and took out a hatchet from his waist.Yan Yi brandished a hatchet.You can feel the real desire to kill in his leonine eyes.Shen Cao stared at the hatchet while stepping back.He didn't know how Yanyi found the hatchet.Everyone in the Liu family knew that Yanyi wanted to kill people since he was a child. Father told everyone to put knives and sharp weapons in a safe place, but you don't understand why Yanyi always has a knife or an ax in his hand.The knife in the hands of Romance makes you feel the real desire to kill.Shen Cao backed up and yelled loudly: "Who gave you the hatchet?" He was stunned when he saw Yanyi, and Yanyi turned to point to the warehouse, "They!" There was a group of long-term laborers pounding rice in the warehouse.Shen Cao looked over there, but the sun dazzled her eyes.Shen Cao didn't want to see their faces clearly, everything disgusted me.The sound of the wooden pestle pounding rice resounds in the mansion, and you can distinguish the tone of hatred as long as you listen carefully.Shen Cao puts his hands in his pockets and leaves the backyard, he believes that various conspiracies are happening or will happen.They hate the people in this family because you rule them.When you rule over others, others will hate you. To eliminate this hatred, you must give him yours. Only when everyone is the same can hatred be eliminated.That's what Shen Cao's former friend Lu Fang in the county said.Lu Fang said that Marx's communist thought was based on this point of view.Shen Cao thought it was impossible, you just went to the maple and poplar tree to see it.Shen Cao hunched his shoulders and walked towards the front yard. He heard the long-time workers pounding rice endlessly, and heard Yanyi shouting "Mother, give me buns" in the backyard.All ideas and doctrines are very far away from the maple poplar tree, and Shen Cao is himself at a loss.What happened to himself?Shen Cao walked past her father's main room, through the door curtain, she saw her father standing on a stool and opening a stack of mahogany boxes, the sound of platinum keys rubbing against Shen Cao's eardrums.Shen Cao put his fingers into his earholes, and he remembered that it was the end of the month, and his father was still cleaning up the money alone in the main room.Shen Cao remembered that he would also play the role of father in the future, and father would solemnly hand over the bunch of platinum keys to him, what would happen then?Will he also rule the house and all the Maple Tree people like Daddy?Can he lift the mountain on his father's shoulders?After returning home, Shen Cao was seized by a feeling of weakness. He forgot what day it was. He began to weave tennis rackets with twine and bamboo valves. After the rackets were finished, he started making balls again. Grabbed a handful of cloth strips in the basket and asked them to sew them into a ball shape.The maid asked the second young master, do you play with dolls?He said don't talk too much, I will let you sew a tennis ball.The ball is sewn and is the size of a pear.Shen Cao took the cloth ball with a wry smile, reassuring herself as long as she could bounce it.Shen Cao walked to the backyard with a homemade racket and ball.There was a cornfield there, and he saw the April sun cast on the dirt, and his shadow was like a stray bird.There was no one in the backyard, only the idiot Yanyi was sitting on the steps of the warehouse door.Shen Cao walked towards Yanyi, he stretched out a beat in front of Yanyi.He thought he could only put the racket in front of Yanyi, "Yanyi, let's play." He saw Yanyi throw away the bun in his hand and grabbed the racket. He was happy that Yanyi was interested in tennis.Yanyi looked intently at the cloth ball in his hand.Shen Cao ran back a few steps, swung his arm in the air a few circles, he heard the cloth ball hit the twine and flew out with a bang. "Yanyi, look at that ball." Yanyi stared at the cloth ball with wide eyes.Yanyi dropped the racket, and his short and fat body jumped up in the air to catch the cloth ball.The ball bounced off the wall of the barn and bounced to the ground, and Yan Yi screamed to catch the ball.Shen Cao didn't understand what he wanted to do. "Yanyi, beat with a beat instead of grabbing with your hands." "Mo, give me the bun." "That's not a bun, you can't eat it." Shen Cao yelled and saw that Yanyi had already stuffed the cloth ball into his mouth, and Yanyi regarded his tennis ball as a steamed bun.He wondered why Yanyi regarded tennis as a bun?Yanyi couldn't chew the cloth ball anymore, so he took it out of his mouth and looked at it again.Yanyi cursed angrily, raised his hand and threw the cloth ball over the courtyard wall.Shen Cao saw the ball draw a fiery white arc in mid-air, and disappeared instantly. You can't play tennis at the home of Maple Poplars, never will.Shen Cao covered his face and squatted down. He saw that the grain field was illuminated by the sun and turned into a white cloth, with some hay and poppy leaves stained on the white cloth.There was no wind, but he could smell the wonderful fragrance of poppies overwhelming the fields.Shen Cao's clapper broke after a few strokes, and the other clack was under Yanyi's feet. He walked over to catch that clack, and saw Yanyi's foot in rubber shoes stepped on it. He patted Yanyi's foot and said, "Move, let's move." I folded it." Yanyi didn't move.Shen Cao heard him mutter, "I'll kill you." He felt something heavy falling on top of his head, and he saw the hatchet in Yanyi's hand falling on top of his head. "Idiot!" Shen Cao yelled at Yanyi for the first time, he desperately grabbed Yanyi's wrist, but he felt weak and weak, he raised his leg and kicked Yanyi's crotch, he felt that kick was also weak Powerless, but Yanyi fell down with a strange cry.The hatchet fell to the ground with a clang, and Yan Yi rolled on the ground and yelled inarticulately, "I'll kill you, I'll kill you."Shen Cao remembered that it was a long moment, he stood in front of the white hatchet in a daze, and then he grabbed the hatchet and slashed five times at Yan Yi's face.He heard himself counting, and cut five times in a row.When Yan Yi's black blood splashed out in the sun, he finished five cuts.After a long time, Shen Cao still thought that it happened on the first few days after returning home, but she couldn't remember it anyway.He only remembered that a group of long-term workers and maids rushed into the backyard first, followed by his parents and sister.They saw Yanyi's body lying in front of the warehouse.It wasn't Romance that killed me, it was I who killed Romance.Shen Cao clenched the other racket and remained motionless.He stared blankly at Yan Yi's blossoming head and retched.He couldn't throw up.There was a pool of black and red blood under his feet.Later, Shen Cao sobbed, "I want to play with him, how can I kill him?" Shen Cao remembered that his father hugged him, and his father told him, Shen Cao, don't be afraid that Yanyi will kill you, you just killed him, this is fate .Shen Cao said no, I don't know what's going on, how did I kill him?Shen Cao remembered that he was hugged tightly by his father and he couldn't breathe. There was chaos inside and outside the mansion. He smelled the incense of poppies in the field coming without wind, and he saw that smell gathering and penetrating his weak body. On the day of Yanyi's funeral, Shen Cao lay in the house until dark.Dad locked the door behind him.The moon was getting higher and higher, and he heard the wind blowing outside the window.The sound of wind beating maple poplar country is full of melancholy and fear.Shen Cao covered her head under the quilt and still could not block the wind from that night.He was waiting for something to appear in the wind, and he really saw Yanyi standing bloody and bloody on the steps of the warehouse, Yanyi shouted to him while gnawing on the steamed bun, I will kill you, I will kill you. Romance slept in a coffin.The old man Fengyangshu told me that Yanyi's coffin was filled with snow-white buns, which was a real sacrifice. They said that the idiot Yanyi should die in peace, and he couldn't eat all his buns anymore. The cat-eyed woman no longer exists. One day she drowned and died while taking a bath in a big iron pot, holding the baby girl Liu Suzi in her arms. Liu Suzi was not afraid of water. With a white and cold skin like spring snow, he is astonishing and widely praised by the countryside. People remember that Liu Suzi was carried out of Fengyangshu in a red sedan chair at the age of 18, and returned home three days later without going to her husband's house again.We saw her living in the wing room of the second courtyard all year round, dozing off with a yellow cat in her arms. She is a sleepy woman, and she is a woman who loves cats like her life.Many mornings and evenings, voyeurs could see Liu Suzi sleeping on an old bamboo couch, while the yellow cat was guarding the peak of her hip.Peepers will also find Liu Suzi's strange disposition. She does not sleep in a bed all year round, but only sleeps on a bamboo couch.Liu Suzi only goes back to her husband's house for three days a year, with a red sedan chair on New Year's Eve and a red sedan chair on the third day of junior high school.Year after year, Liu Suzi's age has become a mystery. Her eyes are gradually turning blue like a cat's, and the snowy light on her skin is getting colder and colder. Her every move and smile is a replica of her deceased mother.There is a rumor that cannot be verified. It is said that Liu Suzi has kept her chastity for so many years after marriage, and she is still an old flower.What's the matter?Go ask Old Xia Liu, but Old Xia Liu won’t tell you.Liu Suzi never cut her long brown and black braid. Liu Suzi sat on the bamboo couch, and whenever her father walked in, she held the yellow cat in her hand and said, "Leave me alone, 300 acres of land." Only her father The two women know each other the meaning of 300 mu of land.Liu Laoxia married his daughter to the hunchback boss and got 300 mu of land.Old Xia Liu said, daughter, if you don’t want to go out, you can live at home, but the 300 mu of land is not a shame, it is our glory, and my father didn’t raise you for nothing.Liu Suzi laughed and twisted the long braid around her neck. She said, Dad, the 300 acres of land will be flooded and the 300 acres of land will sink in your hands, just wait. That is fate.Decades later, I happened to see a frame of Liu Suzi's photo in the maple and poplar countryside.The corners of the photo are burnt.I saw the old maple and poplar beauty in a black and white plaid cheongsam sitting on a bamboo couch with a yellow cat in her arms. There was a kind of indifference between her brows that penetrated the world, and her eyes and smile had a slight breath of death.It is the posthumous work of an unknown country photographer, simple and intelligent, which makes you directly feel the true image of Liu Suzi.Liu Suzi's yellow cat died on a bamboo couch one day.Liu Suzi was sound asleep when she heard the cat meowing anxiously. She thought she was holding it down, so she pushed the cat aside, and the cat became quiet.Liu Suzi woke up and found that the cat was dead. The cat was poisoned.