Chapter 8 Chapter 1 Into the Valley of the Wild

There are so many bandits in Xiangxi, which is well-known both at home and abroad.The reason is only one word: poor!The poor are stealers, the thief is a thief, and the thief is a bandit. In Xiangxi today, there are people who are bandits again!When I was in Changsha, a friend from Hunan told me this. Are there still bandits now?I opened my eyes wide. What's so strange about this?He said it easily, just like people talking about prostitutes in Guangzhou and Shanghai today. With the opening up, others have become rich. Now Xiangxi is also connected to the train, and some ordinary people have TVs in their homes.They learned that people should not always be poor.People in the city can live in bungalows, go abroad, and play with women. We are also human, so why not live in bungalows, go abroad, and play with women?Their minds are being civilized and their ideas are changing.They are a new generation of Xiangxi people with culture, knowledge and brains.They have not left the backcountry left by their ancestors, the greed and wild blood of their predecessors flow in their veins, and they want to change when they start to be poor.As a result, some good people became bandits, and there were new bandits at the end of this century...

In order to explore what Xiangxi is today, I have made adventurous and long journeys more than once. Dry well ditch village - a familiar village in my memory.This is a poor mountain village where a drop of water is as expensive as oil.There is not a single stream in a radius of more than ten miles, and what the people drink is mud pond water silted up by rain in the old days.When there was a drought, the villagers had to climb mountains and ridges to fetch water dozens of miles away.In the first year of the Republic of China, a man in the village who went out to be a foreign student returned to the village. He looked at Fengshui on the left and the terrain on the right. He dug several wells one after another, but the Dragon King did not appear.Later, a few gangs of young men sold their sons and daughters, saved some money and dug countless wells on the side of the village and on the hills. In 1979, in order to help the villagers of Kujinggou solve the millennium worries, the army I was in at that time was determined to find groundwater sources for the masses in this area. This is a karst and arid area. After a census survey by several hydrogeological engineers, we came to a conclusion: There is groundwater in the dry well ditch area.The troops put in a lot of effort and went through one thousand-year-old cave after another, but they never found groundwater.Finally, based on the analysis of the terrain and the information provided by the villagers, it was believed that there should be a cave, and it turned out that the entrance of this cave was behind the villager Mexico where we lived.The next day, when we were preparing to march on our last cave exploration, we did not expect that Mexico would not let us in.He stood at the entrance of the cave angrily and said: I will never let you go in.This is the hole discovered by my ancestors, and you will never be allowed to collide with the gods of my ancestors.

This is really weird!Calling brigade cadres to persuade him was useless.We had to stop the action.In the evening, I found that Mexico had thrown all our luggage out of the house.He is going to drive us away! The fellow villagers in Kujinggou sent us away with tears in their eyes, while we left the village with regret and melancholy. Unexpectedly, today, 20 years later, I accepted the appointment of the Ministry of Geology and Mineral Resources to investigate the mining trend of the masses. The first interviewee turned out to be Kujinggou again! To go to Kujinggou, you have to walk for three days after getting off the train from Guzhang.On the swaying walk-behind tractor, while looking at the towering mountains on both sides, I wondered whether there would be a warm scene of welcoming the comrades of the People's Liberation Army with drums and drums after entering the village, and the brigade secretary's enthusiastic speech Congratulations.Of course, what I miss the most is Mexico. Is he still so strong and sticking to that cave?

Beep one!The sudden brake of the tractor interrupted my train of thought.Here we go, get off!The handlebar style speaks to me.Sure enough, in front of me is a small mountain village that I am familiar with but unfamiliar! 150 pieces. What, it costs 150 yuan for a distance of only twenty miles?I was very surprised by the car owner's such a black price! The owner of the car had a dark face and was obviously very dissatisfied. He gave me a contemptuous look and said, "Seeing that you didn't bring anything, I drove it at a cheap price!"Get your money now!Otherwise, just leave the suitcase in your hand.He looked at me, showing a sly smile unique to mountain people.

I almost exploded my lungs!But if you want to give it, what can you do?Looking at the other man's eager look and his strong body that can be compared with the Siberian tiger, I know that I am not his opponent. Here, give you all my travel expenses for half a month!I angrily opened my purse, threw three new 50-yuan bills to him, then turned and walked towards the village. Yoyo, comrade, walk slowly - he stopped me from behind again. What, it's not enough!I was so angry that I put the suitcase on the ground, which meant: You might as well just take this thing away together.Anyway, except for an old camera, a few changes of clothes, and a few manuscript papers, there is nothing valuable in it!

Comrade, don't get me wrong, I, I don't mean that.Boss Che changed his face of a businessman just now, smiled and said to me: Are you a writer? I nodded and thought to myself: Why, can writers take more money? I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, take this money back!Count me on your way.He returned the three new tickets to me.He said embarrassedly: I thought you were the big boss who came to receive the goods!so…… big boss?Receipt?I couldn't understand what he said. Didn't you hear?Ha, our Kujinggou is now open!Inside and outside the mountains, even people from the provincial capital are running to us!The boss of the car is talking more and more?It's still free in the beginning of spring!From June to July, I will bring in about thirty or forty foreigners like you every day.

Who are they?What are you doing here?I asked curiously. Boss Che's eyes widened, and then he laughed loudly: Why, writers like you don't know!They are all big bosses who come here to receive goods! What are you receiving?Is there really gold here?Although when I was in Changsha, the comrades from the Provincial Bureau of Geology and Mineral Resources introduced Kujinggou to me, but I have never believed how this poor mountain village with dripping water and hard to find could become a treasure gourd. That's fake!The car boss said proudly. So, you and your village have become ten thousand households?I can't help being happy.Boss Che squinted his eyes and shook his head: a million-dollar household is nothing!

I was so happy that I wanted to join him in the army: So, you are a household of 100,000 yuan! He smiled, paused for a while, and said: Let’s put it this way, those wealthy gentlemen who come to receive goods from other places come to our place, and usually the number is above this.The mountain people have their own cunning, and he cleverly put aside the answer I wanted. 5000!He shook his head and said multiply by 10 times! I stuck out my tongue. Think about it, they come to pick so many in one trip, take my car into the mountains, and pay three or four hundred yuan to count as an egg!

Good boy, no wonder he charged me so much for the trip and said it was less!He thinks I'm a gold smuggler.It's a pity that he didn't know that the 150 yuan was almost half a month's salary of mine!The money is still in my hand, I thought about it and said: Although I am not a big boss, I still take your car, so you have to charge for it! Well done!Save it to buy rice and oil for your wife and children, or invite some mistresses and other ladies to have a meal!This kid is also a thief. Hey, friend, tell me about the situation in the village. Is Messi still there?I can't wait to learn about Hujinggou today and the people I knew before.

Oh——I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't have that much free time, you guys who play with ink can never finish talking, and what happened to Kujinggou in the past few years can't be finished in one or two hours!The young man pushed simply.Seeing that I was in trouble, he said, "Well, let's rest at my house first. My old man is at home. You can talk to him. Anyway, he's fine at home all day long." It was a good idea, and I followed him confidently to a newly built wooden loft at the head of the village.The young man led me into his drawing room.Hey, the furnishings inside really surprised me...surprised.The wooden walls and ceiling are all covered with high-grade wall coverings, and the floor is covered with a big red carpet.When I touched it, it was a genuine Inner Mongolia product.A set of modular furniture, although the appearance is a bit earthy, but the materials used are absolutely incomparable to the modular cabinets in the city.In addition, what kind of TV, refrigerator, air conditioner, combined stereo... everything.

Dad, come down here, this writer from Beijing wants to have a chat with you.He went out of the room and called to the attic. After a long while, there was a husky voice from above: I can't control that much, you can figure it out! The young man shook his head at me: I can't help it. After the gold rush happened in the village that year, the old man was so angry that he resigned the party secretary and stayed at home all the time.He can't understand everyone, and he can't understand his son. Your father is the old party secretary?I hurriedly asked the young man to take him upstairs, and wanted to hear how he, who had been the village party secretary for 30 years, viewed Kujinggou today. Walking up to the attic, I saw that the old branch secretary was much older, but he was still wearing the same outfit I saw 11 years ago: a blue shirt, a dry pipe, and a grass green military cap on his head—but the color has changed "I remember this hat was specially ordered by him and our company commander." He was lying on his back on the bed, wrapped in a dark quilt.On the head of the bed is a frontal portrait of Chairman Mao, and next to it is a piece of red paper with the words "hard work, hard work, thrift and founding the country" written on it... Old party secretary, do you still remember that year when a team of the People’s Liberation Army entered the village to help dig wells?I stepped forward and asked. The old man raised his eyelids and looked at me carefully for a while, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but immediately gloomy again.He remembered what happened 20 years ago, and he seemed familiar with me. Old branch secretary, Kujinggou is much richer than before, but I feel that it is not right to be rich!Can you tell me about the past few years?And that Mo Xi at the west end of the village, does he still hold on to that magical cave? When the old man heard my words, he seemed to have found a bosom friend, and trembled with excitement. ...I have been holding back my thoughts about the dry well ditch for several years, but...but no one listens to me!Woooo...he actually burst into tears.The shoulders that were so thin that only the skeleton was left trembled violently.That cry seemed to make me feel extremely sad... After a long time, he raised his head and said to me intermittently: That year, I don’t know what kind of wind was blowing. The young people in the village all packed up their beds and ran out. Some went to Guangzhou and Shenzhen. They went out for a few months. Bringing big and small bags, and brought back a head full of money and money.Xiaosan, the son of Murakami Wang Gui, used to wear the old man's clothes and worked for a Hong Kong boss in Shenzhen for a year. When he came back, he wore gold bumps on both hands.For some reason, Mexico, who had never been a partner, was very excited when he heard about this.He pestered Xiaosan to take him to Shenzhen.After Moxi arrived in Shenzhen, he didn't look for a job, and he didn't get along with his mistress. Instead, he often wandered around places where foreigners lived by himself.Within a few days, Mexico came back with a smile on his face.Everyone guessed that he must have made a fortune, but they didn't know how he made it.In half a year, he went back and forth twenty or thirty times.I don't know what he's doing.This year is a year of severe drought. During the Chinese New Year, everyone can’t even have a full meal. People of all ages gather around the office of the brigade, insisting that we agree to slaughter the three cattle in the brigade. At this time, Mexico came. He opened a cloth pocket and said to everyone: Take it and have a good year.Everyone, take a look, God!There are stacks of new 10 yuan notes!Everyone rushed to grab it, and almost everyone got three or four. The scene was like a movie about a foreigner, yes, Alibaba!We in Mexico were like Alibaba at that time!Everyone in and out of the mountains knows that Mo Yi is rich.As the saying goes, wealth brings disaster.On the seventh or eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month of that year, a group of strangers covered their faces and rushed into Mo Liang's house with their guys in the dark.They thought that Mexico was sleeping on the bed, so they raised their big knives and slashed at the bed.Later, it was discovered that Mo Xi was not at home at all, and the masked men began to rummage through the boxes, but found nothing.At this moment, the person who was letting the wind outside saw Moxi suddenly come out from the bushes on the cliff behind the house.The one who released the wind hurriedly hid aside.Mexico didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at him in every corner of his house.But he was very shrewd. When he lit the candle and saw that the things in the room were not in the same position as before, he immediately noticed someone.He was very ghostly, so he took out something from his pocket and put it on the table, went out alone, and went straight to the outside of the village.Several people in the room saw the things Moxi put on the table gleaming, and they were curious. They stepped forward to strike a match and saw that they were a few gold bumps!When the masked man saw the baby, he fought violently.The next day, the news spread in the village, and Moxi's secret was also known to outsiders.Later, the cadres in the village approached Moxi and asked him where the gold came from... What did Mexico say?I asked. Do you still remember the cave where the People's Liberation Army helped us find water and wanted to enter the back house in Mexico?the old man asked back. Remember. What a magical cave, it turned out to be a treasure cave!The old man widened his eyes and told me that there is not only underground water but also gold mines in this cave. This is all right, Kujinggou no longer has to worry about poverty!I say happily. Hearing this, the brilliance that the old man had just announced went out again, and poverty is no longer worrying, but what happened next made people worry even more! how to say? Just when my brothers and I ran into the cave and were so happy to find the Dragon Lord that we were about to pass out, we helped the little young man fight on the sidelines.Guess why, they found the treasure cave where Mexico made a fortune!Beside that underground river, there is a very long sand ditch, from which a handful of sand can squeeze out pimples the size of soybeans.The people in the village were in a turmoil, robbing, beating, and tossing for two whole days!By the time the sun set, the arms and feet of four people had been broken and injured, but the injured people were still fighting desperately with those strong and powerful people.I don't know who spread the news that Jinbao Cave was discovered in Dry Well Ditch. On the second day, thousands of people gathered inside and outside the sacred cave of the Moxi family.Everyone seemed to have gone crazy, and even the 80-year-old man who hadn't gotten up for more than ten years was digging for gold with a walking stick.I don't know why it offended Lord Di Bao, but at noon that day, there was a loud noise in the cave, and then stones rained down on the gold digger's head.People ran out of the cave desperately, but the entrance of the cave was small and crowded, and those who ran slowly or wanted to dig more gold bumps were all buried under the stones... Hearing this, my heart seemed to be hooked by a needle?How many people died?Afterwards, 6 people died in Kujinggou, 5 people from other villages, and even more were injured... The old man took out a photo from under his pillow, which showed a young couple and a child.Pointing to the photo, the old man said: My youngest son is one of them.After his death, my daughter-in-law took my little grandson and remarried to Shimen in the next county.The younger son is doomed to be greedy for money, but I miss my grandson... Only then did I understand why the old man was so sad just now, he was not like this before.When we entered the village that year, everyone in the team said that the bones of the old branch secretary were as hard as mountains.And now I can't help sympathizing. Uncle, where is that Mexico now? The old man shook his head: After he ran away from the masked man that night, he never went back to Dry Well Ditch.Later, someone said that when he was smuggling gold lumps in Shenzhen, he was interrupted by gangsters-one leg and became a madman.Whether he is dead or alive now, no one knows... 20 years ago, Mexico was etched into my memory, and now, China's Alibaba is even more interesting to me.I really want to know about the dream of money he experienced in the process of moving from a backward valley to a modern city.After much effort, I finally found him in a psychiatric hospital run by the Shenzhen Public Security Department.Unfortunately, there are only his medical records and death records: Mexico, male, about 32 years old.Claiming to be from Xiangxi, Hunan. In 1984, due to gold smuggling, someone used a hammer to disable his right leg and robbed him of a large amount of money, so he suffered from madness, dementia and mental illness due to mental stimulation.After more than three months of treatment, he improved slightly.On the morning of October 15 of the same year, the nursing staff found that the patient was lying on the ground and had been dead for about three hours.The patient's nasal cavity and oral cavity are all filled with mud.After on-site inspection, it was caused by the patient's own behavior.On the day of death, send to the crematorium for cremation... Ah, poor Chinese Alibaba! Every mountain and every road in Xiangxi feels more and more mysterious.It's not just nostalgia and curiosity.Because of yesterday and today in Mexico, I fell into a kind of deep thinking and worry.I decided to move on... I don't know if it's because of the TV series "Wulongshan Bandit Suppression" or because the mountains in Longshan are alluring. In short, I like it here.That mountain, that tall mountain, that green mountain covering the blue sky, does have a charm that makes visitors from the metropolis fall in love with it.However, what impresses people the most about Longshan is the steepness, danger, magic and wonder of those strange rocks and peaks.A mountain is enough to form a maze and a world. Longshan's natural beauty and beautiful scenery. Beauty is often associated with ugliness. I don't know who said so. After I stepped into Longshan, I heard that there were many people who participated in stealing and robbing mines because of poverty, and changed from good people to bandits.So, I put my courage out of my voice and started an unusual journey... The road into the mountain is a dirt road.It is said that there is a newly opened large mine in the mountain, and the dirt road was built for this reason.On both sides of the road are mountains that block out the sky and the sun. I raised my wrist and looked at my watch. It was only a little past 4 pm, but it was already dusk.Fortunately, Highway 1: There are various transport vehicles such as horses and tractors, large liberations, and large trailers one after another, so I don’t feel scared. As I was walking, I gradually noticed that there were fewer vehicles on the road, and occasionally there were one or two large vehicles, which were also driving very fast, and there were men with guns on them.This made me feel both nervous and excited. It was probably time for the bandits to go out, or it was time for them to go out for activities.To tell the truth, in this strange mountain, alone, my courage is trembling.I walked all the way, thinking about the scene in the green forest novel where the protagonist walks into the deep mountains and old forests, suddenly kills a group of bandits and robbers from the sky, and then kidnaps him to a place where he doesn't know where to go, where his bones are broken and his corpse is left in the wilderness.I have written such plots in novels in the past, but I didn't expect that I would really be on the scene now. Life is stranger than fiction.After turning a big bend, suddenly, a bonfire lit up in a mountain depression ahead.There were many figures faintly visible around the bonfire.After a while, there was a burst of jagged and crazy singing. Listening carefully, it was a familiar song:...Ali!Alibaba, Alibaba is a happy young man. Open Sesame!Open Sesame! Why!Why!Why! Not a mountain bar?I couldn't help lifting my spirits and striding forward. Oh - before I could react, I saw a few black figures flashing on both sides of the road, blindfolded my eyes with something extremely fast, and then pushed me off the road. Passively stepping with my feet one high and one low, I felt like I was walking on a weedy mountain path. Let me go, I protest against your arrest without reason!I don't know where they grabbed an old towel and put it over my eyes. I gasped and felt sick. Damn, what are you calling me?I want you to protest!Someone viciously stuffed something hard into my mouth.I was so disgusted that I almost threw up.These guys probably picked up a foot cloth or something and stuffed it in my mouth. Master Six, grab a slipper!It looks like they are from other places! scratched?He only heard a husky voice asking, no doubt he was the sixth master. Nope! I felt that someone walked up to me, probably looking at me, and after a few seconds, suddenly, Liu Ye ordered in a low voice: Scratch! Immediately, countless hands searched my body. A three-way guy who doesn't even have a handle on his cigarettes!The search stopped, and those hands, which seemed so musty for the first time, punched me in revenge. Open his bag! In my bag, apart from a few changes of clothes and an old camera, there are two or three hundred travel expenses. Is it oily?Less than half a stack!I understand this sentence, which means that it is not enough for half a thousand. Someone is flicking the camera.Could it be the husband? Ok?The cloth in my mouth was pulled out suddenly.Say, who are you? The cross-examination began.I thought for a moment and replied: I am a reporter! Accumulate goodness?Haha, it's the first time I heard that the old man still has such kindness! Blind ass!That sixth master was obviously angry with his extremely ignorant subordinate.The latter words were addressed to me: Since you are a reporter and don’t stay in the city to eat and drink, what are you doing here? Isn't your place also very good? Many people rely on mountains to eat mountains and make a lot of money?I say. Don't be mean, who the fuck is getting rich?Do you guys think that Lao Tzu is the kind of person who steps on the state-owned mine with both legs and carries gold and treasures home with all his hands?A cold knife rests on my neck. silence. Master Liu!Master Liu's transport vehicle has come down, do you want to do it?At this moment, someone came in panting to report. A car?Sixth Master asked angrily. three cars. Did you follow along before and after? No. Sixth Master, give an order, damn it, it’s been a long time since I succeeded, and the belts of the brothers’ trousers are all loose. Yes, three carts of ore is enough for us to eat for a while!Order it! Ok.However, there are guys who dare to go out of the mountain at this time, everyone should be careful!Sixth Master finally spoke.As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd started to move and said at the same time: Don't be afraid, our guys are not vegetarians either!They also have weapons. Master Six, what should we do with this man?A guy jostled me and asked. Take him into the cave and let the old grandson watch.Come back and deal with it.Sixth Master said. The carjacking team left with noisiness.The two escorted me around for a while, and then entered a dark and smelly cave. Old grandson, there is a man from out of town, Liu Ye asked you to watch 0, we are going to get a job!The two of them left the cave after speaking. Oh... cough cough cough... a series of coughs that were not very loud, but reverberated in the cave like thunder.You took off the blindfold, it's so boring.Cough, cough... this person is probably the old grandson, right? I'm glad I met a good man, because I can be free.However, when I took off the black cloth over my eyes, I realized how naive I was. The scrawny man lying on a pile of hay held an earthen gun in his hand and was staring at me. Where did you come from?What are you doing?He spoke weakly, but his tone was that of a judge. I didn't answer him.I thought to myself, what can I say to you unreasonable people.The hole is very big, only a few pine nut oil lamps are flickering, which makes people feel gloomy, and there are many hay beds similar to the old grandson lying on the ground.It looks like this is a den of bandits. It can't be a dumb and deaf person, can it?Or, or cough...cough...haven't eaten for a few days? I don't want to hear this nasty cough.Come to Beijing, be a reporter!I say. Ah—you, you are a reporter!Unexpectedly, the expressionless face of the old grandson suddenly showed a gleam of excitement, and then he said rather complainingly: Alas, what kind of tricks are they doing, they shouldn't be coughing...cough coughing...shouldn't be caught. You!You, you go, if they can't get the job, they will take revenge on you when they come back.go, go! I, who was killed halfway, never expected that this would end up in the bandit's den!The more the old grandson told me to leave quickly, the more I didn't want to leave.I am grateful and concerned to say: Thank you.I think you are seriously ill, you probably have something wrong with your respiratory tract, you need to go to the hospital, living in a cave is damp and damp, and the air is bad, it will make your illness worse! The old man put away the soil gun, smiled wryly and shook his head: People from the mountains, a little sickness will pass after a while.Besides, how can there be so much money to go to a big hospital! Aren't people in your line of work very...fun? Alas, once monks come to scriptures, monks from all courts have difficult scriptures to recite.You don't know! Another surprise!It is said that the robbers and bandits pull out golden beans, are they so pitiful?In this case, why don't you go down the mountain and go home to farm the land, or start a sideline business for the family, and take the serious way of getting rich? Why do you want to be a hated bandit? What, you call us bandits too?Look at me coughing...cough coughing...Old Suntou picked up the earth gun again, trying to stand up and fight me desperately, but he couldn't get up no matter what.O bandits, bandits!But who is responsible for this?Before liberation, nine out of ten men here became monks and bandits, and I didn't go.Unexpectedly, today, forty years later, I have yet another unexpected!After a long time, I asked him: Sir, I really don't understand what you said just now.Why did you not become a bandit before liberation, but today you...? The old man wiped his tears with his dry hands like a child, and said: Good young man, in fact, I am not yet the age for you to be called uncle.I am only 55 years old.But look at me, I'm in my seventies and eighties, right?Alas, to be honest, who would want to do such a sinful thing?But we are angry, angry! Seeing him like that, I quickly squatted down and put a cotton padded jacket on his back 3 Can you tell me something?I should call you uncle, right? It's a long story, but it might be useful to tell you reporters!He sighed and said: It's been a few years.The higher-ups call on everyone to make a fortune, but here we are mountains, there is no water to grow food, and there is no way to transport timber, so life is still so tight.I don't know which turtle grandson came up with a bad idea that year, saying that our back mountain is a cornucopia, why not go there!The people in the village became addicted as soon as they heard it, and within a day or two, all the men and women in the village ran to the back of the mountain.I didn't go. why don't you go can i goThat is a mine opened by the state!The old man glared at me, and then said: I don’t know why, it seems that no one cares about the mine.People from the neighbors in our village carried those treasures home in big baskets and carts. Later, foreigners came to buy them.This is even more serious. The village head and branch secretary of the village took the lead, saying that if you want to get rich, you should go up the mountain.In less than half a year, a mine opened in a well-established country was ruined to a disgraceful state.Cough... Cough cough... I went up the mountain that day and ran into the mine manager who held a model worker meeting in the province with me in 1956.As soon as this old man saw me, he knelt on the ground and cried to me: Brother, the people in your village own the state-run mine as private property. Is there any law for the king?I took care of it when I came out, and they beat me and my wife like this.As he said, he tore off his clothes, and his back and legs were covered with bloodstains from being whipped with a rattan whip!Shame on us, shame on the people of our village!I talked to the village chief and the village party secretary, but I didn't expect these unscrupulous people to scold me for cheating and stop paying my living allowance for five-guarantee households.Since then, I have been unable to stop them, and seeing these angry people who have made a fortune by stealing the country's ore, I have nothing to do with them.Deflate the cart today, and break the axle of that wagon tomorrow.I thought to myself: If you cheat the country, I won't let you have such a good time.Later, people came down from the mountain to work with us, blocking the road every day when it was dark, specially intercepting the transport trucks coming down the mountain and those miners from other places... After a long time, they gradually became cruel.No, not even you.But you can't blame them, they turned out to be good people.Let’s talk about the sixth child. He used to work with the village head, but after the village head became a mine owner and made a fortune, he not only kicked him out, but also took his wife away.The sixth child had no way out, so he chopped off the village chief's arm with a knife, and then led those who were driven down by those black-hearted mine owners on the mountain to do this underworld business... There has been a saying in China since ancient times that people forced the poor to become bandits. It is unexpected that such things happened in China in the 1980s.So, I said: It is illegal to engage in gangsters, so you are not afraid that the government will arrest you? Can he catch it?Besides, we are in the dark, they are in the light, and the emperor is far away!In this regard, the old grandson is full of optimism. In any case, it has been 30 to 40 years since the founding of New China, and it is disgraceful to burn, kill, rob and so on.Besides, it's not a problem for you to drill into caves and sleep in grass nests all day long! I kindly advised him. I didn't want the old grandson to become impassioned: What a fucking bad luck!You said: Who is willing to suffer this crime, and his face will be blackened!But people only know that cursing us for stealing is disgraceful, broken?The matter of their grandchildren, and those of them who blatantly went to the mines opened by the state to rob and steal, but responded to the party's call, made a fortune, were able to report, and became model workers!snort!Old grandson, I have been a model worker since I was five years old, but I have never seen these people who cheat the country and harm the people can also be a model worker!Cough cough...cough cough...You call us bandits and shouldn't do these evil things, but what about them?If you want me to say, they are the real bandits, the big bandits, the bandits who have lost their children and grandchildren!Cough cough...cough cough... You, you go up the mountain and take a look, look there, and you will understand what I said is right.I also want to tell you that as long as those people who lose their conscience do not withdraw from the mountain, I will be a bandit for the rest of my life!Specially grab their cars and carriages loaded with ore!Haha...cough cough... The cave is shaking and spinning... The old grandson's words strongly shocked my heart.Yes, who in this world is the real bandit, who is the sinner who really destroyed the mine and caused the crisis of national survival? Good people—bandits, bandits—good people, in contemporary China, what kind of latitude and longitude should the real people be using? My heart flies to the mines—