High hill barren slope, a flow account about madmen 12345

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If you push back the time to more than 20 years ago, my hair Xiao Chen Gang is undoubtedly the child king of the village, the leader of all the boring activities of the teenagers. Fishing in the summer, catching birds in the winter, stealing watermelons in the autumn, and in the spring he would even be bored enough to take him to the rubbish of our north slope to burn the rubble: wrapping old plastic sheets around sticks and lighting them with matches. The fire rises, the stick is thrown out, the torches fly in the air, the melting fire follows the trajectory of the torches, and the stars fall on the dry grass, instantly forming a wall of fire, causing everyone to clap their hands and applaud.

If a parent happened to be standing on the roof of the village at this time, his gaze would cross the bungalow group, cross the wheat field in the north of the village, the river that was lingering, and the dry Erdao River; and then cross the "spring planting a millet and autumn harvest ten particles" on the north side of the Erdao River, which could not be counted on, and land on the deserted north slope. To the west of the north slope is a large apple orchard planted in the wilderness, to the east is the village cemetery group, and in the middle is a yellow meadow. In the smoke, there was a group of shadowy little crazy people dancing with their hands. He looked down at his yard and found that his half-sized son was not at home, so he began to brew anger at dinner.

In addition to the incense frames and paper money during the Qingming Festival, the apple orchard with barbed wire and wolf dogs, on weekdays, the north slope is only the ancestors of the underground. In the summer, there was a case of a missing child in the village, the child went to the field to deliver food to the parents, took the wrong road, went around the north slope, and finally disappeared with the lunch box. In the eyes of parents, every child who comes down from the north slope is lost and recovered, and needs to be slapped several times as a reward. However, how can a violent beating dispel our desire to take risks?

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After a rain in autumn, the old cow of the second grandfather's family suddenly spat out white foam and died. A big god came from Saigo, and asked the second grandfather to find 5 pounds of scorpions to boil medicine, attack the poison with poison, and use the dead cow as a live cow doctor to change his life against the sky. So the second grandfather secretly used the heavy gold of 1 yuan and 1 scorpion to let Chen Gang and the three of us go to the north slope to lift the scorpion. And prepaid a few packs of crisp noodles and a few bottles of soda as a deposit. (Later, because of this incident, the second grandfather almost beat Xiao Dongda)

In this way, I, Chen Gang, and Xiao Dong chewed on the noodles, carried soda, crossed the river, crossed the cornfield, and went up the north slope. In the rubble pile, it is the best environment for scorpions to grow. I used a thick wooden stick to pry the stone and looked around. Raindrops rolled on the blades of grass on either side of the feet, like tears about to fall. In the distance, the slopes of the grass were waist-high, and the graves were raised, like the eyes of green giants; the cold wind blew through, the grass waves rolled, and it always felt that something was moving inside, looming. My heart is a little hairy, and I feel that this kind of place is still full of yellow and good, and the lush and lush is full of unknowns; in addition, this kind of wet weather is not like when the spring is burning, there are hot suns and fires to give us courage.

I secretly glanced at Chen Gang, and paradoxically, he was exceptionally quiet. You must know that usually we are on the north slope, he is always talking non-stop, such as: What ghost is there? Even if there were, these were our ancestors, how could they scare their children and grandchildren? Or "Dongzi, when your father beats you, you have to run." If you don't run, where will your father's face go?"

As a leader, speech and mobilization are essential basic skills.

But now, he didn't say a word, biting his lip, and his body was still trembling slightly. I looked back at the youngest Toko. Dongzi was not unusual, he was taking an iron tongs and clipping the escaped scorpions into the iron bucket we had brought over one by one. I couldn't stand the silence a little, so I leaned over to him and whispered, "Why don't you say anything?" cold?

He glanced back at Dongzi and took two steps forward. I followed two steps.

"You look over the Erdao River."

I looked up at the Erdao River. From the north slope highlands to the Erdao River, there are three steps according to the terrain, and each step has a meadow. There was nothing but graves in the meadow.

"What's wrong?"

"Have you seen the nearest meadow?" His voice was so low that it was whispering, as if he was afraid of alarming something.

This whisper made my heart pound.

The last time I was similarly frightened, it was Cuicui Gu in Front Street. She fell in love with a young man from the back village and was locked in the house by her parents for a whole year. When I came out of the house again, I had changed from a big girl who was rosy and slim to a big fat man who was pale and puffy; from greeting people loudly and cheerfully across the street, to quietly circling behind people in broad daylight, whispering face to face. I was scared once.

In fact, the body of Cuicuigu after her insanity and disappearance was found in the meadow on the north slope. I was even more frightened when I thought about it.

Chen Gang didn't look at me at all, his eyes staring straight at the meadow not far away, talking to himself:

"Did you see that square pit in the meadow?" It's the one with the grass. ”

"You, you see inside the grass, holding out a pair of hands?"

I fixed my eyes on it, and with a bang, I sat down on the ground. In that grass pit, there was really a pair of hands slowly lifting!

Hearing my screams, Dongzi ran over.

Chen Gang laughed.

"Stupid, where are the ghosts!" That's the man, the madman at the east end of the village, there is a celebration. He was stretching his waist. I suddenly understood and was teased by Chen Gang. So I grabbed a handful of dirt from under my ass and sprinkled it over. Chen Gang dodged and fought with me.

Chen Gang has the ability and talent to scare people. One winter night, on the way to study and finish school in the evening, he suddenly and mysteriously said that there was a ghost fire on the side of the road in front of him. We fixed our eyes on it, and there was really a fireball jumping in the distance; just like the lantern floating in the air at the beginning of the TV series "Liaozhai", so we stopped in fright. Later, I found out that there was an abandoned wall there, and behind the wall there were several old people roasting the fire and chatting. We saw the fireball, just a hole in the waste wall, the illusion of fire light passing through.

Just like that time, Chen Gang must have just been on the way to come, and found the madman lying in the grass pit sleeping, so he brewed a ghost story early to scare us. After laughing for a while, Chen Gang said, Let's go and see the madman.

"What's so good to see?" Let's go back. I said.

Although it was a false alarm, in the deserted wasteland after the autumn rains, there was always some fear.

"Go check it out and go back in a minute." Chen Gang picked up two stones from the ground and said with a smile, "If a madman catches me with his hand, I will hit him with a stone." You are covering me in the back. ”

Dongzi and I each picked up two stones, kept a distance of a few meters, and followed him. When we fought with the children of Nancun, we were in this formation.

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The grass pit was indeed mad Yongqing, who saw us passing and screamed with excitement. He lay in a grass nest, his hair and beard seemed to grow longer than weeds, and his clothes were dirty and colorless. Next to the body was a black nylon bag.

"Youqing, what about sleeping?" said Chen Gang, standing on the edge of the grass pit, teasingly.

"Hey, hey, hey." Crazy people just smirk.

"Do you still have a passbook and gold bars in that bag?"

"Hey hey, hey hey. Lady Gong. The madman said.

Kao Gongniang, Chen Gang scolded back: "Yongqing, what about your daughter-in-law?" ”

"Lady Gong".

"Yongqing, what about your rack car?" Yongqing, what about your mother? Did you lose your mother? ”

"Lady Gong!"

The last sentence stimulated Yongqing. He climbed up and grabbed a branch and was about to hit someone.

"Enter the combat state and launch at the first level!" Chen Gang saw that the strategy was successful, turned around and ran. As he ran, he turned back to us and shouted at us.

Together with Xiaodong, I threw the stone in my hand out, trying to scare him away. But unexpectedly, the madman did not hide at all. There was a stone that hit his forehead.

"Jump!" Blood splashed. The madman had blood on his face, turned around, and screamed and chased me. "Chen Gang! Xiaodong! cover! ”

Xiao Dong and Chen Gang frequently threw stones on both wings.

The madman began to rush from place to place.

At this time I saw a bicycle appear on the slope not far away, and a person pedaled fast and went straight up the north slope. Only a back was left.

I feel like things are a little bit off. I was beaten by my mother a year ago, and I still remember it vividly. Last time we were still handy, to flirt with Youqing, the difference was that the madman pulled his wife with a scooter. As a result, each of us was dragged home by the adults and beaten up. My mom said I had "no conscience" and hit me the hardest.

Speaking of the mad lady's death, the madman has been missing for more than a year, and we have healed the scars and forgotten the pain. But if the cyclist just now returns to the village at night to file a complaint, we will have to calculate the new account together. Thinking of this, I was a little discouraged, and Chong Chen Gang shouted loudly: Don't make trouble, let's go, run up the north slope!

Then we ran up the north slope. The madman became a small black spot on the meadow. Chen Gang gasped and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"You forgot, we were beaten last year?"

"Bear Pack!" Chen Gang said, "I forgot." Afraid of punching? ”

"No, I think crazy people are quite pathetic too. In the past, when my family built a house, he came to help. ”

"When my grandmother died the year before, she borrowed their table to make wine." Dongzi interjected.

"No energy", Chen Gang was dismissive of us, but did not say more: "How many scorpions have we caught?" ”

"Twenty or thirty." Still going to catch it, right? ”

"Count the balls. The cow may have died a long time ago, and we won't get the money. Chen Gang said despondently, "It's almost dark, let's go down!" ”

"Yes, let's go back" Dongzi's voice trembled a little: "There is a person on the opposite slope who has been watching us!" ”

"It seems to be someone who just rode a bicycle."

"Born people, not from the village."

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Twilight and fog rose, and the heavens and the earth were like a black cloth. Standing on a high slope, you can't see the village, you can't see the Erdao River, and you can't see the face of the person on the opposite slope. As I descended, I secretly looked at the man, thinking nervously, hoping that he would stand and watch us walk away, not moving.

But instead, the man saw us begin to descend and began to move.

My heart began to pound. Beg his direction not to point at us.

By the time we walked down the slope to the meadow where we had just fought with Youqing, the man had already stepped in and stopped us. About forty years old, with a big chin.

"Are you Chen Gang?" He smiled and added, "You don't know me, I'm from Xuzhuang in the north." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Da Qiang is looking for you and asking you to go to the apple orchard." He got a basket of apples for you to take home. ”

The apple orchards on the western slope were planted by the two brothers.

"Oh, apples are so expensive," Chen Gang said, "how could Big Brother send us apples?" ”

"It's the fruit." Middle-aged man said.

"Go", the middle-aged man said while leading the way: "Yesterday the wind blew, and many apples blew away." He picked up a basket... Where are you going? ”

The middle-aged man stood still, looked back at us and said, not very happy, "I will still curse you?" ”

So we hesitated to keep up.

"Yes, there is no such thing, you will know if you go there."

"Brother Qiang, why don't you come and call us?"

"He had a back pain and fell from under the tree yesterday when he was cutting branches. I happened to be buying apples in the garden, and he asked me to call you. ”

"How did he know how many of us were here?"

"You're all playing for half a minute. Standing on the north slope, you can see it at a glance. ”

Soon after walking through the western slope, we reached the ramp and could already see the apple orchard. The two brothers planted small poplar trees around the orchard, with barbed wire pulled in between, like a fortress, airtight.

"It's almost here," the middle-aged man said with a smile, "and when you get there, you will know that I have not told you." ”

"Uncle," Chen Gang said warmly, "you are Xu Zhuang, do you know Xu Weiqiang?" That's my classmate. ”

"Know, know, three rivers middle school."

Walked a few tens of meters again. When it was time to turn, Chen Gang suddenly stopped: "We are not going, we are going home." ”

"What's up?" Just a few steps away. ”

"We just won't go.

"You don't want an apple anymore?"

"I asked my dad to come and get it by bicycle after dinner."

The middle-aged man suddenly turned around and kicked Chen Gang to the ground: "Can't go? Give me away! ”

Chen Gang cried out "Wow" and shouted at us: "Run, he is not Xu Zhuang, there is no classmate in our class named Xu Weiqiang, he is a human trafficker!" ”

As soon as my head "Weng" fell, the blood rushed to the top of my head at once, and I pulled out my leg and ran. At the moment of turning, Yu Guang glanced at a cargo car on the road around the corner, and there was a person smoking next to him. In an instant, many things came to mind, including the missing children in the summer and many rumors in the village.

We may actually have encountered human traffickers.

Dongzi and I ran a few steps and looked back at Chen Gang again. Chen Gang hugged the middle-aged man's thigh and shouted loudly with a crying voice: "Run, go back and call people, call me Dad!" ”

I turned my head and began to run lifelessly.

I heard Toshiko crying behind me.

I heard the middle-aged man shouting at his companions behind me, "Stop them.",

I heard the wind whistling in my ears.

I heard the footsteps of the chase a few hundred meters away.

"Come on, come on," I shouted with Toko. In fact, we know that there is no one at all, and the shouting is only to dispel the fear in the heart.

I felt my shorts falling down;

I felt like my sandals had fallen off too;

My feet hurt with stones. But not at all.

I felt the footsteps behind me, getting closer and closer. It is no longer clear whether it is Dongzi or the catcher.

"Come on, come on people"

Suddenly, the two crying voices became one, and the other became wah-wah Then there was the sound of the body being thrown to the ground, and the sound of cursing.

"Dongzi has been caught!"

I wanted to look back, but I didn't dare look back. I was afraid that when I saw that terrible scene, my legs would be frightened and weak.

"You TM's stand by me!"

I heard the sound of a stone skimming overhead.

My leg hurt and I felt another stone rubbing against me.

The pursuers ran while picking up stones on the ground to attack from a distance. I felt like he was right behind me.

The night is stained, and the lights in the distance rise and fall in front of your eyes. I ran through three meadows and two meadows, but I felt like I might not be able to run back home. My mom and dad would have already made dinner, set up a table in the yard, and turned on the lights. Wait a little longer and you'll probably come out of the house and shout my name at the head of the village. But they won't come out yet. How nice it would be for them to come out and look for me now, it would be better to see us on the roof in the afternoon, and now it's not far away, with a broom, ready to meet and beat us violently. How much I want my family to come and beat me up at this time!

I think of closed dark carriages, black coal kilns, broken hands and feet.

I heard a whimper in my mouth, presumably shouting, "Come on people." ”

But no. Not a single person.

No, there is a person. As I ran through the meadow, I saw the madman. He was carrying a black nylon bag and emerging from the grass pit.

"Yongqing Grandpa", according to the generational division, I should call him Grandpa. It's like a drowning person who sees a life-saving straw. Who cares if this straw is crazy or sober.

"Yongqingye, someone arrested us and saved us." I shouted in disregard. At this time, I felt a sinking in my upper back, followed by a fiery pain, and my eyes went black and fell into the grass.

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When I woke up, I saw a warm yellow light bulb hanging overhead.

No black carriages, no black coal kilns. No bad guys. Surrounding me were my parents, Dongzi Chen Gang's parents.

There are also Chen Gang and Dongzi. When they saw me wake up, they burst into tears of joy.

"You Qingye saved us," Chen Gang said.

Who can enter the world of a madman? Is he really unable to distinguish anything, or is he unwilling to distinguish? When he sees the children and descendants in his village in danger, is it based on his remaining memories, or is he determined to get out of his cage and protect them?

When Youqing dropped the nylon bag on his shoulder and went up to fight, no one knew what he was thinking; when Dongzi got out and ran back to the village to call the adult, no one knew what was happening. When the adults picked up the guy and rushed up the north slope, they only saw me who had fainted, and Chen Gang, who was lost and depressed on the high slope.

On the ground, there are some red vest strips of cloth. This is the last memory left to us by the madman.

He scared away the bad guys and wasn't caught. Wearing a torn red vest and carrying a nylon bag containing bits and pieces that outsiders did not know what meant to him and that were precious to him, he headed north. When the adults chased after Xuzhuang forked the road, some people said that they saw him pass by, but they did not know where they ended up. Maybe he went to sleep in that haystack again.

He never came back.

Listen to my mother, the ancestor of the madman is also a wealthy family in the village. When the old lady was alive, she still carried a very precious jade bracelet in her hand.

Their family has a remnant of an extremely exquisite eight-immortal table. Local customs, red and white celebrations, and mother-in-law guests must use the Eight Immortals Table as the chairman. This table, I don't know how many families have borrowed.

Crazy people are not crazy when they are young, just blindly honest. 1 meter 8 large head, big and powerful, up the roof beams, out of the funeral coffin, on call.

He had a daughter-in-law. Later, at the village entrance temple fair, the stage was set up to sing the opera, and when the singing was finished, the daughter-in-law disappeared with the opera class.

He has been enchanted ever since. During the day, he worked in a daze at the mouth of the village and at night.

Then he stopped working and wandered aimlessly all day. The wind and rain hit, the earthen house collapsed, the courtyard wall fell, and the broken wall of the home was allowed to break.

Later, the old woman was old, and the old woman could no longer walk. He found a scooter, dragged the old woman around during the day, and went home at night. The old woman sat on the board, and there were several sacks around her, which were his wealth and treasure.

It's just that those treasures are getting less and less. He's crazy.

The scene where we are beaten is this ridiculous scene.

"Crazy, crazy". We chased the trolley and threw pebbles at the car.

"Babes, ignore him; go play, ignore him." The old woman sat on the scooter around the dirty quilt and said to us.

But we are only concerned with naughtiness, how can we understand the pity of the crazy man pulling the cart in front. And sitting in the car, soberly watching her son being bullied, a mother's heartache.