Yo, grandpa is here

"Take someone over the wall? Who did he bring? Isn't he childless?" Qingqing asked.

Yao Yaoniang shook her head, she also asked her mother-in-law about this, but her mother-in-law didn't see clearly.

"Anyway, it's not his son. His son wasn't dead at the time. He's only a few years old. It won't matter."

"Dog dung eater!"

Hu Laoxi spat out the peanut shells on the ground. He didn't bother to eat the delicious peanuts, and cursed rudely:

"Old things don't respect themselves, and they have to drag someone along with them when they climb over the wall? What's the difference between this and a bandit with no conscience!"

Yan Meier was stunned by the secret history of the village, and at the same time, she did not forget to say to her man: "Didn't you also be a bandit back then?"

"Damn! I'm a bandit, but I'm a principled bandit! You didn't agree with me back then, but I waited for half a year before consummating the marriage with you!"

The two women, Yao Yao, blushed greatly at the rude words, turned sideways, and pretended not to hear.

The content of this topic has exceeded the standard for honest people like them.

But he still strained his ears and waited for the follow-up.

Yan Meier slapped him with a blushing face, saying that it's a matter of business, can there be a doorman on her lips, don't be silly!
Hu Laoxi saw that there were still female relatives in the room, and coughed twice.

"It's not important. What's important is that I have a bottom line! Even if I become a bandit, I can't do such a wicked thing."

The bandit leader is disgusted, and the donkey is full of evil.

"My mother-in-law said that during that time, every few months in the village, there were women who couldn't think about it, and I don't know how many were killed by him and his followers."

"Why didn't your mother-in-law expose him?!" Before the accident, Yan Meier's family was also a lady, and she had never been in the village, so her environment was relatively simple.

I didn't have a music status, and I had never been in contact with such a big environment in the village. I don't understand what Yaoyaoniang said. There are such villains in the village, and there are witnesses. How come no one has come forward.

Shaking Niang shook her head and sighed.

"She wanted to, but her father-in-law warned her not to talk too much. We all live in the same village. If we talk about it, we won't be able to live anymore."

Not to mention that she will be retaliated by the donkey, but the tribe will also crowd out her family, especially the family members of the victimized women.

"My father-in-law said that one thing more is worse than one thing less. We shut the door and raised a dog. If we don't provoke him, we'll be fine."

"Fucking shit, you people are only thinking about your own one-acre three-point land, and you don't care about other people's life or death. In the final analysis, you are not greedy for life and afraid of death, and you are not as good as us bandits!" Hu Laoxi groaned , Scared Yao Yao Niang too much to speak.

Yan Meier pinched him secretly, signaling him not to be so aggressive.

"I can't blame her mother-in-law entirely. The village where the same family lives is a bit special. Their family really doesn't have the conditions to help." Qingqing said.

The village is closed, especially in this kind of village where people of the same clan gather together. If it is a small matter to report, the clan will deal with it. When it comes to such a major matter, it depends on the level of governance of the clan leader.

If it is Buli and Qingqing, there is nothing to say.

But the previous patriarch may not have done so.

The woman's reputation is too high, the victim will not stand up, whoever dares to report will be bitten back, saying it is a false accusation, the whistleblower will have no way out in the village, and the patriarch will most likely have the character of Manshan, thinking about it all day long Wearing and thin mud, maintaining the years on the surface are quiet and good, and the folk customs are simple.

Everyone can only use the seemingly harmonious appearance to hide the filth hidden under the appearance, and live in a daze.

Although this sounds unbelievable, many villages have used this method to maintain the balance for thousands of years. It is not that everyone is confused and stupid, but they are not capable enough to solve the problem. If they want to cry out to wake up people's hearts, they have more than enough energy. .

Hu Laoxi gritted his teeth with hatred. He claimed that he was not a good person, but his badness was all on the surface. These maggots in the gutter were making trouble secretly, which was even more disgusting.

Qingqing and Buli are also angry, as long as they are a person with conscience, they will be angry when they hear such evil deeds.

But Qingqing knew very well that anger cannot solve the problem, so she grasped the key point and continued to ask.

"How did the village achieve peace later on? Is it because he went to serve in the army?"

Yao Yao Niang shook her head, her face turned hot, she lowered her head, and told a secret that had been buried for more than ten years.

"It's Shake her father covered his face, sneaked into his house, and his, his...is useless."

Yao Yao couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, why didn't she know? !
Qingqing nodded in satisfaction, yes yes yes.

No wonder she fell in love with Yaoyao the first time she saw her. This girl looked timid, but when it was critical, she was a bit like her father.

Hu Laoxi looked at Yao Yaoniang's eyes instantly with more respect, and cupped his fists at Yao Yao's mother and daughter:

"Where is Madam's husband-in-law? I want to drink two bowls with him. Unexpectedly, besides the grandfather and his wife, there are such good men in this village!"

Yao Yao Niang's expression was gloomy, she lowered her head and wept.

Yao Yao said: "My father disappeared in the weapon fight."

Hu Laoxi was silent, and said after a while: "Your father is a good man. Some people live their whole lives without being able to urinate. Your father is different from them. He is good even after he dies. "

These words are really rough, and Hu Laoxi doesn't know how to express them in advanced ways, but the respect in his words can be understood by anyone.

Yan Mei'er thought for a while and said: "My husband's meaning is that no one in life has died since ancient times, and keep a loyal heart to reflect the history. Your father is worthy of future generations, worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth."

Missing her dead husband, Yaoyao wiped her tears silently, but Yaoyao said something in a low voice.

"Not many people remember him"

"Heroes will gradually disappear in the long river of history with the passing of time. This is something we cannot change." Qingqing said, her eyes drifting into the distance.

She thought of writing essays when she was in elementary school, and wrote "the hero's name is engraved in the heart, and the hero's spirit will be passed down forever" with immature brushstrokes. This sentence was circled by the teacher, which means it is well written.

As time went by, I saw more and walked a long way, only then did I realize that the sentence I wrote when I was a child was just a beautiful expectation.

The reality is that the long river of history has drowned the names of countless people. Those who engrave their hearts and think they will never forget them will eventually be covered by trivial things in reality, and they will be forgotten in their unforgettable memories.

Time will dilute everything, good, bad, hero, hero, bear... There are too many people, how can I remember their names one by one.

But Qingqing didn't think that what she wrote back then was all wrong. She might not remember the name, but the spirit still flowed down, so human beings can continue to live forever.

"Every hero, no matter how big or small, when making a choice, he must not think about his fame through the ages, nor hope that his name will be remembered, but just in an instant, he obeyed his instinct, chose to listen to his inner call, and made a move in the dark night. Fire, trying to light up the night, also realized what he wanted in the time of his existence."

Yaoyao looked at her with tears in her eyes, she still couldn't fully understand these words, but for some reason, her heart was so warm after hearing it.

Qingqing reached out and wiped away the tears on the little girl's face.

"Your father's body was destroyed, but his spirit has never been defeated. The small river behind the village is the proof of his brief victory over fate."