Chapter 1 first quarter
The exhausted Zhang Xiaotang lay down on the wooden table where the pig was slaughtered.His cheek was pressed against the rough tabletop, smelling the raw meat smell from the wood.
The nine-year-old's naked body was white and thin, and there was a puddle of thick semen on the delicate buttocks.
The butcher Guan Ajin sat on a chair panting, his bristly belly heaving up and down.The cock had softened, but was still full.
Zhang Xiaotang's mind was blank, and his eyes were blankly staring at the flickering oil lamp in the closed room.
After an unknown amount of time, he managed to prop himself up and left the meat table.The bones and joints of the whole body are aching.He took a deep breath before picking up the clothes on the ground and putting them on slowly.
Guan Ajin threw a piece of pork tied with a straw rope, together with two copper coins, onto the table.
"Go away."
"Mother, I'm back." Zhang Xiaotang lifted the curtain and walked into the house with tired steps. "There is meat to eat today." Mother was still lying on the only bed in the house and did not answer him.He didn't even look at her, he just put the pork and the small bag of brown rice he just bought by the stove, then squatted down and twisted the sticks to make a fire. The porridge mixed with pork is ready.Zhang Xiaotang watched and sniffed, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.He resisted the urge to immediately pick up the pieces of meat from the pot and put them in his mouth.Meat is for my mother, and her illness will be healed if she eats meat. He went to the bed. "Mother, get up. You can eat." He shook his skeleton-like body under the thin quilt. no response. He touched his mother's exposed palm. Stiff and cold. He put his hand to his mother's muzzle. He continued to stand there with his arms outstretched, motionless, with no expression on his face. By the end of dusk, the house was dark. Until the pork porridge in the pot is completely cooled.
Five days later, in the room where the pig was slaughtered, Zhang Xiaotang, taking advantage of his panting after finishing the work, stabbed a sharp knife for picking bones into Guan Ajin's throat, and then took away all the bits and pieces of silver in the pork shop. . He hid for twelve days and was finally found by two men. "Boy, you are ruthless." One of the men pinched his neck and said.The palm was so big that it seemed that it could break his neck with a single force. "How old are you?" "Thirteen." He lied. "Do you want to come with us?" The man smiled maliciously. "Make sure you have something to eat every day." "Okay." Zhang Xiaotang replied without any thought. "What's your last name?" "Surname Zhang." "Is it 'Gong Zhang Zhang'?" This time he thought for a while. "No, it's the 'chapter' of the article." That's how he followed the two men. Two days later, he burned a piece of yellow paper and took a sip of wine mixed with other people's blood and his own. Only then did he know that he joined a small gang that had sprung up in Jiuweifang, the eastern capital, and the name of the gang was "Feng Yilong".
"Mother, I'm back." Zhang Xiaotang lifted the curtain and walked into the house with tired steps. "There is meat to eat today." Mother was still lying on the only bed in the house and did not answer him.He didn't even look at her, he just put the pork and the small bag of brown rice he just bought by the stove, then squatted down and twisted the sticks to make a fire. The porridge mixed with pork is ready.Zhang Xiaotang watched and sniffed, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.He resisted the urge to immediately pick up the pieces of meat from the pot and put them in his mouth.Meat is for my mother, and her illness will be healed if she eats meat. He went to the bed. "Mother, get up. You can eat." He shook his skeleton-like body under the thin quilt. no response. He touched his mother's exposed palm. Stiff and cold. He put his hand to his mother's muzzle. He continued to stand there with his arms outstretched, motionless, with no expression on his face. By the end of dusk, the house was dark. Until the pork porridge in the pot is completely cooled.
Five days later, in the room where the pig was slaughtered, Zhang Xiaotang, taking advantage of his panting after finishing the work, stabbed a sharp knife for picking bones into Guan Ajin's throat, and then took away all the bits and pieces of silver in the pork shop. . He hid for twelve days and was finally found by two men. "Boy, you are ruthless." One of the men pinched his neck and said.The palm was so big that it seemed that it could break his neck with a single force. "How old are you?" "Thirteen." He lied. "Do you want to come with us?" The man smiled maliciously. "Make sure you have something to eat every day." "Okay." Zhang Xiaotang replied without any thought. "What's your last name?" "Surname Zhang." "Is it 'Gong Zhang Zhang'?" This time he thought for a while. "No, it's the 'chapter' of the article." That's how he followed the two men. Two days later, he burned a piece of yellow paper and took a sip of wine mixed with other people's blood and his own. Only then did he know that he joined a small gang that had sprung up in Jiuweifang, the eastern capital, and the name of the gang was "Feng Yilong".