When Zhuzi mentioned Wang Zheng, Guan Xin and others did not use the word "big head" to describe it when they came to the house. otbnkotgt I sat across from the black cat at night, and the thing made no sound all day long.
I was holding a bottle of Erguotou and wondering what it was.
The door to the courtyard was opened, and the old man walked over slowly wearing a green military coat.
"Hey, old man, it's cold at night, why are you running out here without sleeping?"
I hurriedly walked up and asked.
"What kind of cold is this?
It was much colder when I crossed the snow-capped mountains, and I wore less clothes than now.
I wasn't afraid at that time, but now this little wind can kill me."
The old man had a bad temper, so I stuck out my tongue and quickly brought him a chair.
Fatty and Luo Qiong had already gone to see Duke Zhou, but I was the only one who couldn't sleep.
"What did you get back today?"
the old man asked.
"It's a wild cat, but it seems a little weird.
I can't tell what it is."
If I don't explain it clearly, firstly, I don't know.
Secondly, if you talk to an elderly man for a long time, he may not understand it, so he can just leave it vaguely.
The old man took out a cigarette from his pocket and went to Daqianmen.
At that time, the fat man smoked Peony every day.
The old man said that he was not used to smoking.
He said that smoking in Daqianmen tasted like the cigarettes rolled by oneself in the mountains and had a good taste because he never smoked expensive ones.
He lit his cigarette, crossed his legs, and puffed away the smoke while saying, "I heard from Cui'er that you guys made money, tens of thousands, right?"
I nodded immediately.
Fatty would lie to everyone in the world, but he would not lie to his family.
"It's a good thing to make money, but we can't make money at a loss.
You can't commit murder and arson, and you can't take people's needles and threads.
If you do anything illegal, I will be the first to send you to the police station."
The old man said it seriously.
I thought maybe the money came in too quickly.
The old man felt that we had done nothing good, so he hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, the three of us are law-abiding citizens and we will not do bad things."
The old man nodded, continued to smoke, and suddenly said: "What you do is also a strange business.
I met a fortune teller in the north a few years ago.
It's quite interesting.
Let me tell you."
"Okay."
I happened to not be sleepy, there was wine by my side, and the old man had stories to tell.
I quickly found a table and got two cups and a stack of peanuts.
Waiting to hear the stories of the older generation.
The old man took a sip of wine and smoked a cigarette and said: "It was during the Republic of China, and the situation was particularly turbulent.
I had just joined the army not long ago, and was a young soldier.
I camped with the army in a small village.
At that time, we were alone The soldiers in the class are all young.
He was not much older than me.
At that time, everyone in the village was going to the town for the market.
We felt strange, so we reported to the chief that we were actually going to the town to go to the market to help the fellow villagers.
When the time came, a fortune teller came and sang a big show with him He was wearing a small watermelon hat, a beard, and a long gown that looked like a scholar.
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There was a small flag beside him.
At that time, fortune telling cost three cents a time, and no more fortune telling was allowed. , forget it, we have to go without paying.
There were quite a lot of fortune tellers back then, but at that time many people didn't know about our Red Army, so they were very scared and ran away when they saw us.
The squad leader thought it was fun, so he took the lead in telling fortunes.
After I sat down, he asked me.
Testing Chinese characters or reading faces?"
The old man coughed a few times.
I quickly stepped forward and patted his back.
The old man waved his hand and said, "I smoked too much and my throat is itchy.
It's okay."
He took a sip of wine, suppressed his throat, and continued: "I didn't understand much at the time, and I didn't know much about reading at that time, so I just wanted to read fortune tellers."
He then asked me if I wanted to read faces or palms.
I couldn't write down the birth date, so I gave it to him and asked him to read it.
Your fortune teller stared at me for a long time, and finally said that I had been wandering all my life, but I was still peaceful in my old age and had some luck in my life.
Small money but not great wealth.”
"Pretty accurate."
I interjected with a smile.
"Yeah, it's pretty accurate, considering that I have been fighting for so many years.
After joining the Red Army to fight against the Japs, and then participating in several liberation wars, I didn't die.
I was shot several times, but none of them hit the vital points.
That's it.
I was lucky, but my former squad leaders and comrades who joined the army were not so lucky.
Almost all of them died in battle.
On the ground.
Once, we were ordered to defend a high ground for six hours.
At the end of the battle, the company commander and I were the only ones left.
But at that time our artillery fire suppressed the enemy, and my life was saved. " After speaking, the old man shook his head and wiped his somewhat cloudy eyes with the back of his hand.
"You were lucky, so you were blessed later.
Fatty and the others all enjoyed your good fortune."
I ate peanuts and raised my glass to toast him.
"I actually don't believe in good fortune.
The party I joined in 35 years ago doesn't believe in these things.
I only believe in Chairman Mao and communism.
But there are some things that I find incredible only when I get older.
The fortune teller said that I will have a disaster in my later years.
This Either the calamity should be on me or it should be on me My family members.
At first I thought my youngest son had been robbed, but now that I think about it, it may not be so.
It’s hard to say what will happen to Cui Er now that he is in this business with you.
I just hope that one day he will be safe.
Even if I die, this kid can take care of himself."
I didn't pay much attention to what the old man said at the time.
It was only after a few years that something happened that I felt that maybe the old man had some feelings at that time.
The so-called understanding of destiny when one is old is an understanding that the younger generation does not understand.
"Don't worry, Fatty and I share joys and sorrows, life and death."
Maybe I was a little superior, so I raised my glass and shouted boldly.
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"Don't talk about death all the time.
It's not good to think about it too much.
You guys have never been on the battlefield or experienced that kind of thing.
You don't understand how painful death is.
Okay, I'm going back to sleep. , you go to bed early too.”
The old man stood up, walked tremblingly to the place where the black cat was imprisoned, and put his hand into the gap in the covered iron plate.
I was startled and shouted hurriedly: "Old man, be careful, that thing is very vicious. " But to my surprise, the black cat didn't resist at all.
Even though the old man touched his head, he felt very well-behaved or a little scared.
"The kitten is very pitiful.
If you can let it go, let it go.
It's not good to keep killing animals.
By the way, I will invite a friend over for dinner in a while.
You will all be with me.
I will introduce him to you.
He is a capable person."
After saying that, the old man walked back into the room with his hands behind his back.
I was amazed when I saw it.
I thought the black cat had been modified.
But when I walked over and lowered my head and looked over, the black cat let out a strange cry and rushed towards my door.
I was so scared that I stepped back.
He took a step forward, knocked it back to its original position with a fist, and hurriedly covered it with an iron plate.
Why is it okay if the old man touches you?
I can’t even look at him.
It’s so evil.
Thinking in my mind, I felt that Erguotou was getting more energetic, so I wandered back to the room to sleep.
After sleeping, it was noon the next day.
I heard screaming in the yard early in the morning.
"Xiaoshan, come out and take a look."
The fat man shouted outside my room door.
I walked out in a daze.
When I lowered my head and took a look, I was dumbfounded.
The black cat who was so aggressive towards me last night was lying on the ground now, looking like he was dying.
Luo Qiong fiddled with it a few times with a stick.
The guy showed no resistance at all.
He was breathing rapidly and looked like a seriously ill patient.
"What's going on?
Someone came here tonight" I asked strangely.
"No, Xiaoshan, if this thing dies, we will probably be in trouble."
I don’t need Fatty to remind me that if I want to catch the beast in the shadow, I have to find a way to figure out why the wild dog is attacking the disco.
But if the other party discovers that a black cat is dead, they will probably be transferred immediately.
No results will be found by then.
"Fat man, do you have any meat, fish or dead mice?"
I asked in a low voice.
"I caught a dead mouse at home two days ago, but I haven't thrown it away yet.
I'll bring it over."
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The fat man hurriedly brought the stiff dead mouse over and threw it in front of the black cat at my signal.
After the dead mouse fell, it was quiet for a few seconds.
Then the black cat bit the dead mouse into its mouth, and then swallowed it whole: