Novel Series (28) "Farm • Volume I" (author Liu Ling)

Li Xiang also questioned him.

"It's a little tingly, and the blood vessels are always jumping." Birch stood still and answered them calmly.

"It hurts in the middle of the night." J said out loud.

"Ten fingers connected to the heart." Li said.

Li Xiang stood in the doorway, it had been many days, Bai Birch suddenly remembered that he had not been sent out to participate in the rescue, and the squadron left him in the courtyard to dig a base trough. He smiled and spoke to both of them. Not only are the fingers swollen twice as large, but the back of the hand is also swollen and tall. "They all blame me for being stupid and having bad luck."

It was the cub named Hu Kun of the third squadron.

"Rob him to death!" Li scolded.

"Little bastard, rushing to reincarnate." J scolded like this.

"Do some work and fucking always care about the head and tail, it's a snake." A classmate next to him who did not know his name but had a familiar face interjected in a dissatisfied tone.

Birch nodded friendly at him. The three of them turned and walked toward the opening of the door, chatting along the way. This is good, interfere with don't always think about hurting. J then grumbled loudly, as if he hadn't had enough air all afternoon and on the way back to the courtyard. "You yourself are too, why do you have to fight with him desperately, poor and positive, always tell you to work softly, and you can't finish it in one breath." Sun Gan didn't arrange for you to rest tomorrow? He said, "Hurry up and go to dinner." "The food is cold." "I really don't want to eat it for the time being." "I want to be a god." "I'm not hungry." Birch cracked the corner of his mouth and laughed, saying that he just wanted to walk around the big playground now, and then said to them, "I don't have to go to work after arranging." "I have to get up in the morning to get up and line up for roll call." Birch added an answer.

Li Xiang said with a contemplative look:

"It's hard to get better for a month."

"No way!"

"Which Hu Kun?" He asked with a car face.

Then Li Xiang said: "I remembered, that is, I specially put that big head with Xie Zhengxiong, that person is indeed hairy, and he has been beaten by people and burned others." People don't hate him very much, otherwise they would never let him go. Don't you say, he has four small stones, very beautiful, he is polishing when he is empty, I heard people say that the stones will glow at night, it may be a night pearl, and many people want to make up their minds. He seemed to like it so much that he never left his body. Li Xiang mentioned this matter when he was walking around in circles in the large playground.

Bai Hua wondered how Xie Zhengxiong would get involved with him again. Could it be intentional?

People who are unlucky enough to drink cold water will fucking stuff their teeth. Bai Birch smiled bitterly, Xie Zhengxiong was really his nemesis. But there was never anything good about sticking him. J has also been skeptical that Hu Kun will not be instructed by Xie Monkey, but there is no evidence. Li Xiang thought about it carefully, shook his head vigorously, and said that he definitely would not. "I dare to assure Chairman Mao!"

It seems that I can't change the strange problem of walking in the big playground and going around in circles, which is a habit I have developed from letting the wind blow in the detention center. In the long years to come, decades later, Birch went from young to old, and when insanity attacked, the fragments of the past were almost forgotten, as if, whether it happened to others or themselves, this kind of circle picture has been solidified, can not be forgotten, like an oil painting. Much more real than a dream. Or it was originally one of the many dreams he had. Bai Birch often wondered, what layer of dream did he accidentally enter? He had heard a shady wizard say that dreams did have several layers, and that the ninth layer might be close to the boundary. Can you really reach the ninth floor and get back to the head? That kind of rather distant memory, as if it had never really happened in reality, was even more inaccessible, so far away that it could not even be coherent. There is a sense of separation, including the death of others and the pain of one's own flesh. Even in the Deer Hoof Grass Psychiatric Hospital, only the scene of the wind would appear in his sleep again and again. It was as if magma had congealed into a lump in a blood vessel. As the students moved in a large circle with the flow of people, Birch told them about the many work accidents that had occurred in the railway factory. Li Xiang is no stranger to Birch. He even accompanied the case on a walk because of his affection. Li Xiang's parents are also old railways, and even if they have not eaten pork, they have seen pigs walking. Birch himself wanted to add some notes and add a little hope to his smashing hand this time.

It's best to help them deflate. Birch turned his head and said:

"There's really no need to trouble Xiao Hukun anymore."

"I know, he didn't mean it."

"I don't dare lend him a hundred more guts."

They kept smoking and gulping out smoke.

Smoke rings spread out slowly and methodically above the heads of some of the students.

Birch suddenly heard the heavy voice of the two of them. Scar Li spat heavily into the gap between the people in the distance.

"Oh, there are always guys who don't know the sky is high, and they won't be willing until they play themselves to death, let's not learn!"

"Probably haven't suffered any real losses."

"Usually, there are not even footboard prints on the wall."

"You can't really make people think that we are weak and deceitful."

"That's it! As the old saying goes, take a step back and the sea and the sky. ”

"I never invite ghosts to the door, but I'm not afraid of things."

"Some guys just always pretend to be ghosts and love to bluff. When he really encountered something, he was surprised and immediately stupid! ”

"Looking at that kind of person makes people half dead, and it's really pitiful." I'm just too soft-hearted to go over it. ”

"Sympathize with others who don't have pants to wear."

The topics they discussed privately were not simply aimed at Hu Kun, a student who had smashed and injured Bai Birch and provoked the third squadron cadet.

"Anyway, there is a principle, in the future, we must be careful about everything in the courtyard. Be careful not to make mistakes. ”

"However, these things naturally have completely different rules from normal society, and it is troublesome and difficult to deal with."

"Probably more of a confusion. I only hope now that each of us can survive three years in peace and get out. ”

"That's it, don't expect anything else."

"No wonder Lao Tzu felt more and more useless in the courtyard. Farm air is poisonous. ”

"What do you want to do?"

"Of course not!"

Stop thinking, peace is a blessing.

"The problem is, the courtyard is not very peaceful."

"Some things are just accidents."

"That's right, there are no pants to wear."

Two guys in the third squadron who were not too tired were fighting with stones in their hands, and they didn't dare to touch each other, let alone be fierce and their eyes were green. However, there are indeed some students who are afraid of chaos in the world (most of them are more flowery), and they rush down the stone ladder, run from the water pipe to watch, and also coax and add fuel to the fire. Fortunately, the cadres were not present. But they were dumbfounded before the lights went out, and they ended up being locked up and living alone together.

Birch saw the two men being taken away, one of them like a dead dog dragged.

"I should still complain that I didn't show up," J said, "I've been here for more than half a year, and the mix is really bad!" ”

"How can this thing turn into a blame for you?"

"Brown bear," Scar Li said, "speaking like you makes me even more self-conscious." ”

"Let's all go along!" Birch glanced at them both, then said calmly.

Once, they sat on the straw of the old cell, and Birch talked about several work accidents that had occurred in his unit.

"It is also the master surnamed Zhang whose fate should not be extinguished."

"That's because Yama didn't want to take him." Li Xiang said.

"But the luck of another master is not as good as that of Master Zhang."

This master was transferred from a military system to a railway factory. Birch said, "The bed is not covered with heat and." When the accident happened, he seemed to have been transferred for only a week. "So most people don't know what his name is and what his last name is. But he is related to a female crane driver named Liu Meng in the Birch group. It seems to be Liu Meng's brother-in-law. Whenever he was mentioned, the people in the group would say how Master Liu's brother-in-law was doing.

"How is he?" J asked curiously.

"Of course," Bai Hua said, "everyone is afraid of Liu Meng's heart, and they will only say it behind Liu Meng's back, if I am embarrassed to say it in the face of her being unlucky like this." ”

"That's for sure, people are so unlucky that they even stuff their teeth when they drink cold water." Li Xiang said, "After all, who is full of food and panic, likes to mention that kind of tragic thing." ”

"I'm afraid that some words will hurt too much. Laugh before and after people fall behind. ”

"In fact, I have never had the idea to confirm whether they are really relatives or not."

"Indeed, it doesn't matter to you."

"That's right!"

"You could not have hurt him."

"How could it be me?"

"It's everyone's life, everything else doesn't matter at all."

Scar Li was in a daze for about ten minutes.

"It doesn't matter." Birch said, "Indeed. ”

In the long years that followed, two or three times, Bai Birch had seen this cripple from a distance in the Niuguanpu Railway Family Area, but had not spoken anything to him. Almost a decade later, Birch saw a bearded man in a wheelchair being pushed slowly down the street. At that time, a co-worker told the writer Bai Hua: "This person is Liu Meng's brother-in-law." He looked up, squeezing and squeezing. The car horn was so loud. They have disappeared into the vast sea of people. Who the hell is that? Birch couldn't remember. The sun was shaking constantly, and even the asphalt pavement was softened, and the smoke was trembling.

"The disabled person is old and may be dead." Many years later, When Birch was insanely admitted to the Deer Hoof Grass Psychiatric Hospital, he told the doctor or a more familiar patient in the same ward, "In the railway family area, he is not the only one with such a disabled person." "And when he was injured, he should have been less than thirty years old. On this point, it is certain that Bai Birch calculated according to Liu Meng's age, not to mention that the master had only been transferred to the factory for a week.

He must have gone through a lot of trouble to transfer to this factory. He originally worked in a military enterprise, his wife was in the railway, and the two places were separated. He was so unlucky that he had the wrong ride in his life. Birch couldn't forget him, probably with the same fate. "He may not be married for long." "Whether they have children or not, I don't know." "I never asked Liu Meng." He was a welder who was welding at the bottom of the train when the accident occurred. Probably, there was a middle-aged master who was careless at that time and did not notice his existence. Maybe it was to blame them for not operating standardly, but for whatever reason, the master squatted on the opposite side of the car and got up, unable to see him in his position. When he twisted the exhaust damper in his hand, the wind pickaxe was lifted up with a whistle. On the spot, Master Liu Meng and his brother-in-law were put on the body of the car. Someone shouted in this direction, "Oh my God, the whole thing is down!" The master who screwed the exhaust damper was busy and let the wind pickaxe retreat. Somehow, he was mostly panicked. It is possible that the seriousness of the accident that occurred was underestimated, and the ghost made God bad, and the second time he got up and put the person on the top. Birch was not at the scene, and he didn't even know that there was this accident, and he didn't hear about it until two years later.

The wounded were saved after being rushed to the railway hospital.

"Good value for money"

"Life is really bad."

"But after all, life is still there."

"He was paralyzed halfway through."

Birch said with a somewhat shy tone. He didn't know why he would tell his classmates about it in the courtyard, whether he wanted to find a reason for him to go to jail to convince himself, or to injure his hand at the Huayujing rescue site, and he found himself luckier than the master, or fifty steps to go to a hundred steps. Perhaps, the person's injury was an accident that occurred before Birch went to work, and the unit needed to keep this matter secret. Not many people knew the injured, so I never heard of them in the team. His family and unit may have three chapters of the law. But on the first day of work after Labor Day, after the early name, the workshop director announced the accident.

The director was very emotional, and he spoke very seriously and very hard to hear. The injured have been lying in hospital for more than a year.

The director said: "The unit has done its best ... However, he still lay in the hospital and refused to be discharged. The director felt aggrieved, his face was blue, and there were tears on his eyelashes.

The carpentry workshop was lit up during the day. Who would want to be hurt like this? What else did he want. He doesn't just listen to people's provocations, what kind of arguments are needed. You have been injured at work, what is a work injury? Don't think that a work injury is a very honorable thing, you should feel ashamed. In short, the family should be sober in the brain, believe in the organization, and do not trust anyone else. These are the hard-earned money of the vast number of cadres and workers who are working overtime desperately! People should talk about conscience when they live, don't have a work injury, just think of the lion opening up. Bai Hua couldn't understand how the master had stood against the whole factory.

"I don't want to understand it at all." He said.

"If you say this, you will get your left ear in your right ear and out." J looked up and said.

The director of the workshop was right to say that it was a shameful thing for the master to be injured, which was not true, a capitalist's face.

"Confused."

"He's really farting."

Fortunately, Shirakaba has been working in the factory for more than twenty years, and his life is still there, and his hands and feet are basically complete. Twenty-three men and women in the group—coincidentally, the same number he was escorted to in the prison cart in 1984—one of them was a pit, and the few would be replenished. Except for the five dead masters, the living hands and feet are complete, which really thanks to God's care. That's how the five co-workers died, two liver cancers and two blood cancers. The other probably died of alcoholism.

At that time, in the courtyard, Bai Birch talked about Hu Kun's four polished stones several times. Classmates are exaggerated and can't see it. What kind of ghost stone is that? I don't know. Even when Xiao Hu Kun sat with others on the cement dam in front of the barbed wire, most of them were introverted and did not move. He would sometimes pick a son with people. Classmates on the inside of the base of the thighs, genitals... Around the navel eye, in the clamp sockets, those who like to grow sores the most, and even become impetigo after infection, apply many sulfur ointments. Birch smelled a strong sulphur whistling, actually more like a cool oil smell.

When the infirmary cut off the medicine —because of the large amount of medication, most of the people had sores —everyone scrubbed and repeatedly rubbed the whole body with the octiophosphorus pesticide water that Yao Jie had personally dispensed through the squadron. The pesticide tasted even more drunk, like milk flushed through water; it was necessary to send someone to watch the classmates run out until they ran out to prevent some guys from trying to harm themselves and sneak into their stomachs. Scar Li Xiang went to talk to his co-defendant Xie Zhengxiong, and it was also a coincidence that he participated in their picking by the way. Li Xiang returned to a squadron from the barbed wire fence and told his colleague Bai Birch that the stone was redder and translucent than the liver of the pig, and Xiao Hu Kun said that it could not be burned. The guy also said that he was worth more than his wife, and he must have never smelled feminine, full of, and ghostly.

On the day Cheng Ming picked up a large stone in Huayujing, Li Xiang stayed in the courtyard to dig the foundation, not on the rescue site. Also on the same day as Birch's hand injury. Li Xiang did not know that this countryman named Cheng Ming had almost lost his life looking for a way in the rotten cellar. Could it be a rare chicken blood stone? Birch didn't believe in such a large piece of chicken blood.