Chapter 28 Poppy House.2

Liu Suzi wept bitterly, she carried the dead cat to her father's room with disheveled hair, Liu Suzi looked around the room while crying, "Where's Cuihuahua?" "Why are you looking for her? Are you fighting again?" "She poisoned my cat." "How do you know she poisoned your cat?" "I know. I know it even if I'm dead asleep." "Don't make trouble, dad will bring you another one back." "Don't show mercy, let her come again, don't poison the cat, poison me to death, I know you still want to poison me." Liu Suzi hugged the dead cat and sat in the yard waiting for Cuihuahua.Cuihuahua did not dare to come out.Cuihuahua was sitting on the toilet behind the bed, and she was also crying.The long-term workers later revealed that Cuihuahua mixed poppy cores with fish soup and fed them to the cats, and they saw it with their own eyes.The long-term workers said that Liu Laoxia had turned over a lot of Fengyangshu people, but he couldn't control the two women in the family.Liu Suzi and Cuihuahua.

That night Liu Suzi buried the dead cat in front of Cuihuahua's house.The next day, the dead cat was dug up from the soil and returned to Liu Suzi's bamboo couch. You can see through the hatred between two women at a glance.That kind of hatred is shallow and flimsy, but it can't be wiped out.Everyone in the mansion knew that they spit on each other when they met.Old Xia Liu stomped Cuihuahua's naked back with a belt and said, "I'll make you spit again!" Cuihuahua screamed, "What do you want me to do? !" In the Liu family, a woman is a woman, and a woman is either carried in a man's pocket or hung around his neck.The Fengyangshu people told me that Cuihuahua is a slut, and that Cuihuahua is actually more pitiful. She was passed around like a ball by the Liu family's men.Cuihuahua's female image puzzles me.She is almost the meridian of this history, and all the men are connected in series like grasshoppers to build bridges on Cuihuahua's meridian, and one side of the bridge always falls on the other side of Cuihuahua.

I once drew a chart of characters based on this history, and I was amazed at the resemblance between the chart and the female genitalia. Graphic: Liu Laoxin, Liu Laotai, Cuihuahua, Chen Mao, Liu Shencao, Liu Laoxia The Fengyangshu people told me that Cuihuahua was a little prostitute in the city in the early days. When Liu Laoxin took her hand and passed through Fengyangshu Village that year, Cuihuahua was still a girl with heavy make-up and pink and dancing.That year, Grandpa Liu was celebrating his 60th birthday in the mansion. Liu Laoxin searched his pockets and couldn't get enough money for the gift, so he gave him Cuihuahua as a generous gift.They said that Cuihuahua actually grew up in Maple Poplar, and she drowned in the bathing pot as soon as she became an adult.

Someone in the yard was pulling a donkey around the mill.When it was not dawn, the sound of the grinding wheel creaked.The donkey puller suddenly roared, "Go, fuck you lazy donkey!" Shen Cao was already familiar with the chaotic sounds in the house, but the donkey puller was unusual, and he was itchy all over again.This is a strange glitch.He felt itchy when he heard the man's voice.Shen Cao got up and opened the window, and saw a shirtless man steaming in the morning mist.That was Chen Mao, a long-term worker with a special status in our family, father said Chen Mao was a bad breed, but father always left him at home to cause trouble, Shen Cao thought it was father's strange problem. "Chen Mao, take the donkey away." "No, this is a lazy donkey, I can't drive it away."

"What are you grinding every day?" "Flour. Young master, you don't understand. If you eat your food, you have to work for your family." "Don't grind the flour and save it for rice." "There is too much rice, and your rice warehouse can't hold it." Shen Cao pulls down the window.Through the window paper, he felt that he was still looking at himself.There is a folk song sung: Chen Ermao, the king of the window, met the third girl last night, and today he danced the sister-in-law's wall again.Shen Cao knew that he was a country flower picker.He doesn't hate jumping through windows and walls, he hates Chen Mao's muddy and obsessive eyes on him.Shen Cao remembered that Chen Mao's eyes had been chasing him for many years.He remembered that when he walked to the backyard when he was a child, he always saw Chen Mao sitting under the pear tree.When I was a child, there were five pear trees growing in the backyard.Father told the children not to be greedy. Pears are not for us to eat. After autumn, let the long-term workers pick them up at the market to exchange for five bags of rice.Shen Cao remembered that it was Chen Mao who guarded the pear tree.Chen Mao was lying under the pear tree with a dog. He liked to rub my face up and down with his palms like iron, "Wolf cub, little bastard." A smell of feces came out of his mouth.Shen Cao's itching was unbearable.Chen Mao said, do you want to eat pears?Thinking, if you call me, I will go up the tree and pick it for you to eat.What are you shouting for?father.No, you are not a father, you are my long-term worker.Shen Cao saw Chen Mao's eyes burst out with brown light.His dung-smelling hands nearly crushed my face.You don't know what father is, I am father.Chen Mao climbed up the pear tree as lightly as an ape, and dropped seven pears on top of his head.Shen Cao remembered that he took a bite of the pears first, the pears were jerky, and he hugged the seven pears to his chest and ran towards his father's house.He actually wanted to eat pears, but somehow he ran into his father's house. He handed all the pears to his father and ran away, saying while running, "Dad, Chen Mao gave me seven pears."

Shen Cao remembered the little disturbance that night.At night, Chen Mao knelt under his father's legs.The seven pears had turned black like seven little skeletons lying on the ground.Chen Mao's slate-like sharp back is shining.There are so many beads of sweat, which are the huge and crystal-clear beads of sweat unique to long-term workers.Dad said, Shen Cao, come and ride on the dog's back.Shen Cao said where is the dog? Where is the dog?Dad pointed at Chen Mao, that was a dog, you rode on his back.Shen Cao looked at the pears on the ground in a daze.Dad said to ride, son!Shen Cao rode on Chen Mao's back and his body trembled under his crotch.He yelled, Dad, I'm itchy all over.Dad said Shen Cao, you let him call and let him crawl.Shen Cao patted Chen Mao and said you are screaming, you are crawling.Chen Mao crawled towards the door with me on his back but he didn't call.Dad yelled at Chen Ermao, why don't you bark, you dog?Chen Mao knelt by the door and did not move, the sweat on his back made Shen Cao itchy all over.Shen Cao shouted, Dad, I am itchy all over.Dad called Chen Ermao, you are not allowed to eat, Chen Mao's bald head hung down and hit the ground heavily.I heard him call. "Wow, woof, woof." It really sounded like a dog barking.Immediately afterwards, Shen Cao was thrown to the ground.Chen Mao straightened up and stood on the threshold, covering his eyes with his palms.Chen Mao's throat was cut by something and made a crackling sound.He said, "Fuck you, I'm quitting, I'm not going to be your dog anymore." Chen Mao raised his face, and Shen Cao saw that face was still handsome and demented even when he was angry.He staggered and walked out. He looked at the sky, turned his face and said to Shen Cao, "It's so dark, I'm leaving." Shen Cao wondered why Chen Mao came back since he left?He has strength and a woman can always fill his stomach, why does he come back?How many times did Shen Cao hear Chen Mao's brass suona disappear and reappear again, seeing Chen Mao leaning against the door of the mansion with a dusty face and shoulders across the mat, he grabbed his belly shamelessly and said, "Master, I'm back." Shen Cao was suddenly awakened by a strange scene amidst the sound of the grinding mill in the morning. Through the window paper, he saw Chen Mao pulling the donkey showing a phantom of a black dog. Shen Cao's fingers tapped on the window lattice, and he thought maybe it was the dog. The phantom of the ghost makes me itchy.Shen Cao opened the window again and found Chen Mao again. The sun was rising, and the stone mill was slightly red. He found that Chen Mao's troubled expression was like a dog in the sun.In the maple poplar village, no man's sexual history is more complicated and confusing than Chen Mao's.When Chen Mao walked in the village, people noticed two things about him, one was his ancestral copper suona, and the other was his hidden object.In the old days, men in Maple and Poplar believed that Chen Mao's golden gun would not fall down, while women discussed an eternal topic under the eaves: Chen Mao turned over the window of Cuihuahua again at night.At night, Chen Mao turned over Cuihuahua's window again.His heart pitched like a ship into the depths of the night.In the reflection of the mirror he sees his true image.His arms were stretched blankly, propped on the bed of Cuihuahua, they were drooping like two plucked chicken wings, he felt that he was excited and shrinking again and again in silence.Chen Mao squatted on the cold pedal, his mouth was full of sweet and fishy smell, Cuihuahua twisted like a white snake and spit out a reddish snake tongue, Cuihuahua's fingers grabbed his two ears, his ears were fast falling down. "I want to come up." "Dog." Chen Mao pushed the woman's snow-white belly away, he stood up, he felt that he was about to throw up.He spat on the ground one mouthful at a time, his stomach was empty and he couldn't spit out anything.Cuihuahua giggled suddenly, Cuihuahua lifted her foot and kicked him off the pedal.She said, "Go away, big dog."

It is cooler on the ground.Chen Mao saw that Cuihuahua was already wrapped in a quilt, so she took out a steamed bun from under the pillow and ate it.It was like this every time, Chen Mao watched Cuihuahua eating buns, and he heard his stomach growl loudly. "Give me half a steamed bun." Chen Mao said. "Here you are." Cuihuahua broke off half of the steamed bun and threw it to him, "Go away." Chen Mao chewed the steamed bun, he rolled his trousers around his waist and jumped out of the window, his heart full of sadness and anger.He touched the lower room with bare feet, and heard night watchmen passing by outside the courtyard, and the sound of bamboo clappers approached and then became farther away.The heap of fodder in the night dew smelled like weeping.Chen Mao remembered that all his days were piled up as a pile of fodder, some of which were thrown on the women, and some were thrown in the big field of Liu's family. This is also life, and he must live on like this.When the mature poppies with their flowers and leaves were moved into the Liu family compound, the flour workshop of Maple Poplar began to produce.Nowadays, you can’t see such unique rural workshops all over the south. From drying to grinding, we are full of intense and busy harvesting atmosphere.The maple poppies will be exposed to the sun 18 times by the tenants, baked by the flower workers 18 times, and then sifted into gray powder and loaded on the salt ship. You know that the salt ship will bring the maple poppies to many distant places. strange place.

The poppy harvesters are coming soon.Shen Cao wrote in her diary that the salt boats come here every year, and I will see that boat for the first time.Does anyone know what year the history of growing poppies in maple poplars began?You were not born then.Dad said that this way of making money has to thank your Uncle Ghost.At that time, the land east of the river was his.Dad said that one day I saw dazzling scarlet flowers growing in Lao Xin's field.I said that I always believe that you don't plant crops and play with flowers and plants.The old letter said that it is not a flower, but it is the best crop. If you eat it, you don't want to eat other crops.what exactly is it?opium.The opium is taken from this flower.I said, what do you grow opium for?Lao Xin said that he smoked it himself, and people in the city would eat this if they didn't eat crops. "Listen, Shen Cao," Dad's eyes lit up at that moment, "I went to the poppy field and touched those big flower buds, and I heard those ghost flowers singing to me, really, I was fascinated when I heard them sing. "The difference between being smart and being stupid is the poppy field, can you hear the poppy singing?Shen Cao wrote in her diary.Uncle Ghost is only proficient in making mouths happy and dicks happy, so he died young.Pa's cleverness lies in the fact that he can hear the poppies sing.Dad was born to know what is gold and what is the lifeblood of the land, otherwise the 80 mu of land of the ancestors would not have expanded to the entire maple and poplar village. This is the achievement of half his life.You can't tell a person's innate fear of a certain plant.During the poppy harvest season, Shen Cao closed the doors and windows tightly, sitting alone and scribbling in the diary.Dad knocks on his window every day: Shen Cao, come out for me!Dad knocked on the window and said, don't hide from Poppy, don't think you are afraid of Poppy.Shen Cao said to her father's shadow that I was afraid of fainting.Pa knocked on the window more violently, and you won't be dizzy when you come out, you know you're used to poppies.Shen Cao opened the door and leaned against the door frame. He could smell the fragrance of poppies permeating the mansion, and the sound of guillotine cutting flower stems and leaves came from the backyard.Shen Cao stroked her forehead and smiled.I am not dizzy, really not dizzy.He didn't know when this profound change began.Maybe it's a good thing I'm not dizzy, he thought.Father walked out of the poppy workshop with a handful of pollen in his hand. He held the pollen up to the sun to distinguish its color. His stern and open face was like the heavenly father holding the holy fire.Shen Cao thought that maybe the pollen in father's hand was really the sky fire we depended on for survival.It has nurtured the maple and poplar countryside that has been hungry for a hundred years, and it has nurtured me, but I am still lost.The poppy harvesters are coming soon.The Maple Poplar said to another Maple Poplar.Landlord Laoxia Liu stood at the door of the poppy workshop 40 years ago, against a gloomy background. 40 years ago, Laoxia Liu did not know that he had become the largest poppy grower in the South.As the owner of the land, he is keen on effective farming and harvesting. He does not know that the poppies in his hands are burning wildly in the world other than the maple and poplar trees, almost blackening half of the country.This is an external matter.Decades later, the descendants of maple and poplar knew that their hometown was the famous opium kingdom. Everything no longer exists, and the boundless poppy fields have disappeared like a dream. To any trace, some say it's just the history of the land and not much to do with people.The grandfather told his grandson that Laoxia Liu planted his first acre of poppies at the age of 37, and received ten catties of flower noodles in summer (that year was also the birthday of Idiot Yanyi).Old Xia Liu started on the road with a bundle of thick bamboo tubes on his back.People on the road were surprised when they saw those thick bamboo tubes. Old Xia Liu yelled at the onlookers all the way. Those who went to the city to try their luck didn't even bring their buddies with them.He carried those thick bamboo tubes and went north by train and boat. People asked him why you carried such a fragrance?He said it was food, and the food was very fragrant.Later, he really felt that he was carrying food on his shoulders.The grandfather told his grandson that when Laoxia Liu walked into the city, his shoes were all rotten. He was just like us with bare feet and was looked down upon.The men in the city are like women, and the women in the city are like goblins. The women's skin is as white as emerald flowers, and they smell like potions as they pass by him, but no one takes a second look at the wicked Old Xia Liu.Laoxia Liu touched his feet, thinking that I have fed you dogs and men, but you don't know me.He just crowded in the crowd of people in the department store, and he didn't want to eat as soon as he came out of the maple and poplar tree. His stomach was so hungry that he farted desperately in the crowd.The grandfather patted his grandson's face and laughed, and Old Xia Liu farted too!Later, Old Xia Liu fell asleep in the hallway of his house and slept soundly. Suddenly he felt the bamboo tube rolling under his head. He opened his eyes and saw that an old beggar was smoking his precious bamboo tube. The old beggar said give me some bamboo tubes. leftovers.Old Xia Liu jumped up and slapped him.Later, Laoxia Liu went to a secluded alley, and someone told him that all brothels bought white noodles.He walked into a winding alley and saw two lanterns, one red and one green, hanging at the door of a big house.He went in and put the bamboo tube on the floor. The light in the front hall was dimly illuminated by many scrambled dogs and men. Old Xia Liu clapped his hands and said, "I'm giving white noodles." He saw the dogs and men stand up, Green and white faces swarmed over to look at him.Old Xia Liu said, I'll fuck you slobs, I'll give you good things, but why are you looking at me like this?He split a bamboo tube first, took out a handful of flower noodles and let the flower noodles leak from between his fingers.He heard a voice screaming opium opium, all the people rushed to the bamboo tube on the ground, Old Xia Liu was pushed aside.He stomped his feet and shouted, "Don't grab it, give me the money." No one paid any attention to him, and the dogs and men in the city were like a group of pigs grabbing food and emptying the bamboo tube.Laoxia Liu stomped his feet and shouted, "Give me the money, give me the money!" He shouted loudly, but all of them slipped away, to nowhere.Liu Laoxia later said that he did not pursue the money any more.He said they were really like a herd of pigs, they came when I filled the trough with feed, and when the trough was empty they all ran away and had fun.

The grandfathers all talked about Liu Laoxia's 37-year-old trip to the city, half out of admiration.And the grandchildren guessed that Liu's poppy came from the underworld to the underworld.The poppy harvesters come to the maple poplar village once a year, and the salt sellers ship the harvested poppies and rice away from the river together. Over time, the maple poplar people treat the two plants equally.Pointing to the rice fields on the left bank and the poppies on the right bank, the grandfather said to his grandson, "Both banks are full of grain, and we live on these grains."

Half a year after Shen Cao returned home, the family encountered a catastrophe by the bandit Jiang Long.In the middle of the night there was the sound of horseshoes.The sound of horseshoes resounded around Liu's house.The maid shouted from the servant's room, "Jiang Long is here." Shen Cao rushed to the yard in his clothes, and he saw the lights inside and outside the walls were in turmoil, but his father's room was pitch black and there was no movement.Shen Cao ran over and knocked on the window, "Father wake up, Jiang Long's bandits are coming." Father coughed in the room and said, "Don't panic, he can't get in, you ask the long-time worker to beat two bags of rice and throw them over the wall When they got out, they left." Shen Cao stood on the porch and called Chen Mao's name, and then called other long-term workers, but no one answered.The people in the lower room were running around like headless chickens, something was trampled over, and there was a rumbling sound.When Shen Cao ran towards the front yard, she heard two cypress gates creaking open. "Who will open the door?" It was already too late when Shen Cao yelled, the sound of horseshoes exploded in the front yard, nine horses rushed in one file at a time, and the flames of the lantern flickered and turned on again.Shen Cao saw Jiang Long's bandits for the first time.They rode on horses with spears in their hands, covered their heads with black cloth, and wore red hemp shoes.They were so heroic that Shen Cao was surprised. Shen Cao put his hands in his trouser pockets and twisted them. He said to the man on the white horse in the middle, "Are you Jiang Long?" He heard the man on the white horse laugh, and he Pulling off the black cloth cover, revealing a thin and young face, heroic. "Jiang Tianhong!" Shen Cao yelled, Jiang Long was Jiang Tianhong, a classmate from the private school, which he never thought of.Shen Cao lowered his head, facing the white horse and the rider, he remembered that there were many days in the past, when Jiang Tianhong carried him to a private school, and every time he carried Shen Cao he gave him half a steamed bun.

Dad came out with his belt still unwrapped.Dad didn't seem to be in a panic. He put on his belt and said, "Why did you come in? Can't you just throw the rice over the wall?" "Someone will open the door for us. Of course, come in and see Liu's house." "How much rice do you want? " "Ten bags will do." "This year's grain shortage, no harvest, eight bags will do?" "No. One bag cannot be missing, and one person is needed?" "I want someone? Who do I want?" "Your son Liu Shencao." "Don't be kidding, I'll give you ten bags of rice." "I want people. I want to drag a rich man's son up the mountain. I want him to kill people! To rob! To set fire!" Father froze, Shen Cao saw that his face was blue and purple under the light of the lantern, his lips were trembling, but his body was standing steadily like a tree stump.Shen Cao remembered the call he heard when he passed Huoniu Ridge when he was returning home. He thought it was strange, so he walked up to the white horse, pulled the rein and said, "Jiang Tianhong, do you still remember the past?" Remember it for a lifetime. Otherwise, I wouldn't come to your house." "But I also gave you buns." "The buns have already turned into dung, but the hatred in my heart can't get rid of it." Jiang Long swung his horsewhip in the air, "Liu Chencao, you don't understand my reasoning. ""What if I don't want to go up the mountain with you?" "Burn this mansion and kill your whole family." Shen Cao heard her father raised his head to the sky and screamed, and his father rushed over and hugged the white horse's leg.His knees slowly sank until he finally knelt on the ground.Shen Cao covered her eyes and heard her father say, "I'll give you all the rice barn, as much as you want." "Rice is enough. I want your family, and I don't want to give it to my son or daughter." "What?" "Your daughter, Liu Suzi. I want to sleep with your daughter for three days and three nights, and then let her go down the mountain." "Shen Cao remembered that he wanted to move the stone mill on the ground, but he bent down but couldn't hold it.His limp arm was gripped tightly by Dad.Dad said softly, "Son, don't move, this is Dad's business." He saw that Dad was already in tears, he stumbled towards the backyard, took two steps and then turned back, saying, "Three days and three nights, do you mean what you say?" ?” The nine horses broke through another door and rushed to the backyard, the manic sound of hooves shattered the night of the mansion.When the nine horses turned around, they carried a woman who had just woken up from a deep sleep.Shen Cao remembered her sister's blue eyes, she was really like a cat being held in the arms of Jiang Long, and the white silk robe was torn to pieces in the struggle.The elder sister twisted her long braid, her face was as pale as paper.Shen Cao heard her yelling, "Daddy save me." But Daddy stood upright and closed his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep.Shen Cao saw her sister's long braids suddenly fall off the horse, passing by like branches.She stretched out her hand to Shen Cao and shouted, "Shen Cao help me." When Shen Cao grabbed her sister's hand, she saw a red fire coming out of Jiang Long's muzzle, and the right hand seemed to be bitten by something, and then fell down limply .Broken, Shen Cao thinks my right hand is broken, all this is like half a nightmare. It was about midnight when Jiang Long's bandits swept past Liu's house.The long-term maids stood along the wall and watched Liu's father and son.Shen Cao sat on a basket, savoring the feeling of blood splattered all over her body, her mind went blank at first, and then suddenly jumped out of Yan Yi's bloody face.Once upon a time, blood soaked through Yan Yi's whole body like this.Shen Cao felt cold, he pushed aside the stunned servants to get dressed, he heard his father finally crying in the darkness, his father raised his fists and beat his head. "Go to the head gun and buy 100 guns." Shen Cao didn't warm up even though he was wearing a padded jacket, he gritted his teeth and went to the yard again, the crowd had dispersed, and his father was standing alone in the moonlight, his father spread out his palms, as if trying to catch something.He said to Shen Cao, "Is disaster imminent?" Shen Cao held his father's stiff hand, and he saw only a poppy leaf in his hand.Shen Cao shook her head, Shen Cao said that I didn't know my father, I really didn't know that Jiang Tianhong would come.On the third day, the Liu family waited at the entrance of the village for Liu Suzi to come back.You saw Shen Cao holding a shell gun in his hand.The onlookers all said that Laoxia Liu exchanged ten tans of rice for the shelling gun. The gun is very expensive, but if you have a gun, you won't be afraid of bandits.On the third day, a white horse came down from the mountain, and the rider could not be seen. Liu Suzi lay on the horse's back like a sleeping cat.She couldn't see her face, but the famous long braid was scattered into withered willows and fluttered one after another.The onlookers noticed that the lady's white robe had been replaced by a pair of men's trousers.Someone said it was Jiang Long's pants.After the catastrophe, Liu Suzi took a bath in a big iron pot after returning home. She cried while washing for three days and three nights.The two maids watched the fire under the pot, and found that the young lady was exactly like her deceased mother in the water, her eyes were so green that it made you chill.Shen Cao, come here and follow me. Father held Shen Cao's hand through an unforgettable time.A clock struck far away from the maple and poplar as they walked out of the mansion.Shen Cao remembered that it was his father's 70th birthday, and he was 20 years old.They walked through an unforgettable time to the Liu Family Ancestral Hall.The ancestor's platinum key chirped weakly in front, sounding like Dad's pulse.It was a really feeble sound, and it foreshadowed the end to come.The maple and poplar people who were resting jumped out from the dark thatched hut by the roadside. They jumped out like a flock of chickens to watch the Liu family and his son.Shen Cao stared straight at the tenants who didn't look at the two sides, he hated those gray and dull faces, why did those people look at your hand all the year round like a group of chickens eating?Why are you like a swarm of bullflies gathering around you and can't drive them away?Shen Cao lowered her head and walked through the long village alley.The maple poplar is so narrow, it grows like a black sore on the surface of the world, and ends as it goes.Shen Cao felt that he had walked a long way, the sun suddenly turned gray, the shadow of the old tiles and cornices of the ancestral hall lurked above his head, the ancestral hall of the Liu family was dormant, and a damp and ancient smell spread around him, Shen Cao watched I stopped on my toes. Shen Cao, come with me.Father's voice kept calling from the front, and so did every piece of air. Father rushed into the gate of the ancestral hall like a ghost, and the back of his white shirt was shining with fluorescence.Eight red candles are lit on the shrine, and cigarettes are lingering.He saw his father kneeling in front of the ancestral tablet, his body tensed like a stone tablet.This is our ancestral hall, this is where our ancestors hid, who gave land and life, and ruled our thoughts in the dark.Shen Cao hugged her body tightly and knelt beside her father, hearing some kind of disaster sound creaking and falling on top of his head.In the throbbing cold, Shen Cao's hands touched the land of the ancestors, the ground was cold, and he touched his father's hand again, and his hand was also cold.He saw that the platinum key had a halo-like luster on the altar, and the platinum key gave off various scents of field plants.It's about to fall into your hands. Shen Cao, swear to the ancestors. I swear.You have taken over the land and property of the Liu family, and you have to use this key to open the gate of the land.You want to use this key to open the gold warehouse, and you swear that the Liu family industry will be more prosperous in your generation.I swear.The platinum key fell into Shen Cao's palm like a meteor from the sky.He marveled that the key was so heavy that you could hardly lift it.Shen Cao, where are your ancestors?Who the hell gave me this platinum key?In the darkness, history and people are chaotic. Shen Cao can vaguely see some people with disheveled faces gnawing on black buns, see Uncle Ghost burning in the fire, and the clearest thing is the bloody head of Yan Yi, which seems to be placed on the blue and white porcelain. On a plate, on top of a shrine. "I'm cold." Shen Cao shrank her shoulders again when she walked out of the ancestral hall.The wind is coming.He heard Pa say, "Stand up your shoulders." But I was cold.Dad became empty and followed behind. He was really old when he left the platinum key.Shen Cao remembered that noon was long and dark, the maple and poplar village woke up a little from the solitude, the dogs barked, and the pigs and sheep ran around by the ditch.The tenants were standing on the edge of the house watching. He didn't know what they were watching. He heard a woman herding sheep shouting at him, "Master." "Master." "Who are you calling?" Grandfather and grandson were standing by the river at noon, and grandfather said to grandson, "Don't expect them to change families again. People are like crops. Whoever sows will reap, and what they sow will reap. You don't know Shencao, Don't expect good days to fall from the sky." Grandfather said go down to the ground, the sun is so high.Just like that, you see 1948 flashing past like a shooting star, and you see a certain change in the history of the landlord's family. I found that the history of Feng Yangshu and Liu's family had undergone many changes since 1948. The rise and fall of the family and the country sometimes happened in a flash of life.You say that Liu Chencao is a mottled point in this period of history, and you can also say that Liu Chencao was the last landlord in the 1940s.You heard the ancient golden key ringing under his leather pants belt, and it was gradually falling to the ground. It was a mysterious and indistinguishable sound.The golden key is about to drop.The maple poplar village bounced in the millennium silence, and the history like a dead lake has new ups and downs.It was 1948, the short Liu Shencao era, and the grandfathers were deeply impressed by that special historical era.They said that Liu Shencao let us all plant the land.He drove the long-term workers and maids out of the house, and rented out the rice fields to migrant households. Many people crossed the river from the north and the south, and rented ten acres of land from Shen Cao. They said that the foreigners on the right bank of the river were They live together like this.People remember that Liu Chencao handed over his land to others with a stern face. He said that I don’t want so much land, but you want it, so you can take it if you want it.Is it true that someone kneeled in front of Liu Chencao and said young master?Liu Chencao shouted, don't kneel down, don't kneel down for me, he said that I hate you people as much as I hate myself.People in Fengyangshu never understood the era of Liu Chencao.The grandfathers' evaluation of him is often very vague, such as a little good man, such as a monster, such as a black face and a white heart.And the grandson said to his grandfather, "What did Liu Chencao give you? What Liu Chencao gave you was not land but a curse. You were trapped by it and could no longer break free until you died of old age in the ground. You should hate him, you Why do I still keep thinking about 1948?" The poppy harvesters didn't come that year. The salt boat did not come, but the people by the river were still watching. In the poppy field after harvest, there are dead branches lying horizontally, and the ditches and ruts seem to have been carved with zebra patterns.The wilderness is extremely lonely in the wind, and the wind is like a thousand hands attacking from all sides to shake my maple and poplar village.You walked out of the black mud house and came to the river, and saw that the autumn scenery on both sides of the bank is still the same, but the wind is really like a thousand hands attacking from all sides to shake you, the wind will roll you up and throw you into the middle of the river, you are like a fallen leaf walking along the direction of the river go back.The autumn wind of this year is so mighty, as long as you walk to the river, you will see the pages of this history that have fallen in this gust of wind, and that is a pile of fallen leaves going back along the direction of the river.It's been a long time since the liberation of the South, but Maple Poplar Village doesn't know about it.