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The young man looked very honest. He didn't expect to do such a despicable thing. The shout from the crowd made him turn pale with fright. He quickly pulled the thing underneath out of the sheep's buttocks, took off the wrapping on the sheep's head, and put it on his own head. But there were no holes in the bag to hide his eyes. He even forgot to lift his pants. He ran two steps and crashed into a tree, then tripped over his pants.

”Isn't this Chao Er Hong!? The Er Xiao of Old Chao's family was usually so honest and honest, how could he be so good to the sheep? ”Darn it!”

”Weary, shriveled, and naughty fellow!”

A villager stopped me and asked me which village I came from. After I said the name of the village. The villager said that Chao Er Hong's elder sister is going to be married into your village, do you know Chao Xixi? I said yes, but don't they have relatives? The villager pointed at Chao Erhong, who was crying on the ground, and said, ”Look, look! Is this guy doing it like he's human?!”

When I said he didn't hurt anyone, he fell for a sheep, so there was nothing wrong with it. Don't scare him, let him go!

Chao Erhong, the Second Uncle of Jin Shi, had henceforth become known as ”The Two Adulterous Sheep”. His glorious deeds were soon spread all over the neighbouring countries. It would be hard to even marry a wife. After letting San Geda know, her face reddened, and she spat on the ground while gritting her teeth, saying how embarrassing it was to be his relative, her elder sister was also not nice either, giving my Da Laozhu a green hat.

This year, the San Geda also did a big thing that shocked all the neighbouring countries.

For an egg, he pushed his seventy or eighty year old mother to the ground. In front of the villagers on the street.

Originally, San Geda had fed an old hen to her on a wheat straw foothold in the wheat field. The old hen laid an egg for him every day in the straw nest. He traded an egg for a cigarette with a filter in the commissary. On this day, he regularly went to the straw to dig for eggs. But the hayloft was empty, leaving only the heat. The egg was snatched away by someone else.

Thus, the San Geda walked on the main street while shouting, ”Who is so shameless!? Stealing my eggs will kill me! It was a dog. Fuck it! The f * * king competition! His mouth was full of greed! If you want to eat eggs, you don't know how to raise them! I can't afford it, but when I go home, I'll let Mother give you another! ”

It was as bad as it sounded. Turn a street round and round. He scolded for two hours straight without stopping. He wasn't so thirsty that he became flustered. He had to scold him this time, or someone would steal his eggs next time. The people who were sunning themselves on the street all looked at him as if he was a joke, their faces all smiles. When they heard what he said, they even raised their heads and laughed. In any case, he didn't steal it. He had a clear conscience and wanted the other party to scold him as he pleased.

There was one person in the crowd who could not take it anymore. She was the mother of the San Geda. An old woman with white hair walked out of the human nest shakily and said, ”Little brat, stop cursing, I got the egg! I can't even eat a single egg of yours! And you're still scolding me! ”

This infuriated San Geda so much that he almost exploded. He kept cursing for a long time, and it was quite fun. He had scolded all the way to his mother. This was a huge joke that was left behind for those villagers who loved to watch jokes. ”Hahahahaha!” ”Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

At that time, San Geda was in a rage, he pointed at the old lady's nose and said, ”Why didn't you say so earlier! Why didn't you say so earlier! Why didn't you tell me about the eggs? Let me stay here and curse you for a long time before you make a sound! ” His eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was about to eat someone alive.

The old lady was indignant and said, ”Do you even have any reason to curse at me? ”I took your rotten egg and you scolded me!”

San Geda's mouth was crooked from anger and he stuttered, ”I … I … Who told you not to eat eggs! You … ”You …” The words stuck in his throat, he rushed over like a leopard in a hurry and gave the old lady a hard shove with his two hands.

The old lady could barely stand still, her body as light as dried wood. How could it withstand his full strength? Not only did he fall backwards, but he also flipped his legs up, causing his body to roll backwards and twist around his neck.

After all, his own son had pushed him down. The mother did not intend to bluff him from the start. He tried his best to get up from the ground and stand up. However, he didn't have enough strength in his heart. The old lady was like a chicken whose neck had been twisted. She sputtered a few times, bent over, and just as she was about to get up, her hands left the ground and she fell down again. In the end, he couldn't stand up, so he laid on the floor motionlessly.

Someone helped San Geda carry the old lady home. The old lady lay in bed for no more than two months before she died. From then on, San Geda carried the reputation of ”filial piety”. Everywhere he went, people would point at him and roll their eyes at him. Some of the righteous people, who had treated filial piety as heaven, had even beaten him.

People say, ”You expect a person who is not good to his own mother to treat you well? ”Don't be near people like him!”

Mother of San Geda. They are only Er Nengdan, me, and Da Laozhu's grandmother. The old lady was very kind to me. He used to talk about me, and every time I went to see her, she would take out his hidden walnuts and candy for me to eat. After she died. I will not care about San Geda anymore. He was almost treated as an enemy.

1990. Jin Huiling and Jin Shi were both five years old. In winter, it was snowing. I was making up a dustpan in an underground cellar. The cellar was more resistant to the cold. At that time, in the north, it was all about digging the cellars in the countryside. Leave a spot on the top covered with oil paper to let it shine through. The deeper you dig, the better. But just staying inside for a long time was really boring. He needed to get some fresh air from time to time. Be sure to light a candle inside. When the candle is out, get out. Otherwise I'll suffocate you to death.

The aroma of willow branches wafted from the cellar. Because we all use wicker dustpan.

When the dustpan was finished that day, his body was numb.

I often forget that I was a twenty-first-century man, and a college student, but only in the eighties.

It's the nineties now. Prices were rising sharply. The renminbi is devalued and has been spending. My family is getting poorer and poorer. He made up a dustpan for two dollars.

I'm not even thirty. But he looked like a man in his forties from the twenty-first century. All day long. He had a full beard, his hair was messy like a chicken's nest, and his clothes were greasy. He no longer cared if he was handsome or not.

This was life.

Xia Lu was pregnant again.

She said I must have a baby this time.

I said what if it wasn't small.

She said it wasn't a rebirth.

I said we had to go out of our way to hide because the family planning was so tight.