I guess he saw my doubts, and before I could ask, Xuan Lin said: "If you listen to me, it's fine, don't ask anything." (The fastest update speed, remember this site to find this site)"

I couldn't disrespect this young boy who had only three months left to live at most, so I nodded and said that I would listen to him carefully.

On the coffee table, the green smoke of hot tea curled, Xuan Lin didn't care about his lung cancer, asked me for a cigarette, but he began to cough violently after the first puff, and a sickly flush appeared on his pale face, he didn't mind looking at me with a smile, and then began his narration.

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"I was born in 78, my hometown is a place you may not have heard of at all, and my village is a more remote place in that remote place, you can't imagine how poor we are there" Xuan Lin was a little short of breath, but this did not affect him to recount the past in a gentle and calm tone.

In Xuanlin's narration, a picture scroll unfolded in front of my eyes, showing a barren village, and I had no idea at that time that a story I had overheard contained an important clue about my master.

The village where Xuanlin was born should be called Stone Village, because the most obvious feature of this village is that there are many stones. ”“

The surrounding mountains are rocky mountains, and the surrounding valleys are also hard rocks underneath, and because there is not much land to cultivate, this village is unusually poor, and it is the poorest village in the notoriously poor county.

Xuan Lin was born in Shicun, and that year was the summer of '78.

In such a village, it is a luxury for children to go to school, not to mention the problem of money, even if the nearest primary school is more than ten kilometers away from Shicun, and the so-called nearest primary school is only a whole school, only a poor primary school with more than 40 children.

This is the luxury of going to school in Ishimura, even if parents can not care about labor and pay very little for textbooks to send their children to school, children have to get up at 4 o'clock in the morning and travel mountains and mountains for several hours to get to school.

Therefore, the children here have no concept of going to school, and when they are young, they run in the fields one by one, and when they reach a certain age, they begin to share the work of the family, and then grow up, then get married and have children, and then repeat this life

Affected by the environment, Xuanlin thinks that his life should be like this, isn't this the rhythm of life of Shicun people? But in fact, this is not the case, when he was 5 years old, Xuanlin was taken out of the mountains by his father, and he didn't know what price it took, so he went to live in a family in the county and went to the primary school in the county.

At that time, Xuanlin was still young, and he didn't know what such a gesture meant to the people of Shicun, he only knew that his life began to be far away from his parents, so far away that he only looked forward to his father taking him home and returning to Shicun every year during the winter and summer vacations!

Why do you have so much hope? It's because the family he lives in doesn't have any relationship with his family, but a person his father knew in the county in his early years is not good to him, or he is already almost harsh, and a child's fragile heart obviously can't bear this.

He didn't know how much money his father would give to this person's family every year, he only knew that he couldn't escape, he tried a few times, ran away from that person's house, or ran away from school, but every time, at most, a few days, he would be caught by his father who came from Ishimura, and then beaten severely.

"Actually, where can I go? A child has no money and doesn't know the road, so he can only wander around that impoverished county town. I forgot the hardships in the middle," Xuan Lin showed his signature Sven smile, and then continued: "I only remember that I lacked warmth and security since I was a child, and this is how my extremely sensitive personality is caused. ”

Yes, such a past can indeed create such a character, and such a person is also more extreme, after meeting warmth, he will take it very seriously, and he can't afford to lose it.

The last time Xuan Lin escaped was in the fourth grade of elementary school, this time after he was caught by his father, he was not beaten for the first time, his father was just silent, and he was taken back to Shicun with a blue face.

He thought he was free, but in fact, as soon as he returned to Shicun, he was hung by his father from the big tree in front of his house, and beaten him with hemp rope.

In the end, it was his grandfather who rescued him, brought him into the house, and told him something.

Xuan Lin didn't understand it at that time, he just understood that his family used to be very beautiful, but for special reasons, he could only settle down in this poor mountain village, and it has been many generations.

The family didn't want to continue like this, so he went to school with the hope of the whole family getting out of Ishimura, and there was no way to change the fate of the poor and boring Ishimura if he didn't go to school, didn't he?

Grandpa told him that the family was getting impatient and expected him to run away for the last time, or else he would face the fate of living on the street and finishing elementary school.

"You know what? The last piece of gold hidden in the house is ready to be spent on you, and you must read this book! It's not that Grandpa doesn't know that you have been wronged in that family, but you have to endure it, you are a boy, and only if you learn to be patient, you will soar to the sky. When Grandpa said this, he coughed very badly, but the crutch hit the ground again and again, and also on Xuanlin's young heart.

So he didn't run away anymore, so he studied seriously, so despite his young age, he was sensitive and realized for the first time that his home was different from ordinary people in Ishimura, as if it was hiding a huge secret.

But Xuan Lin didn't ask, and he didn't tell anyone anything, because he was too young after all, and some things couldn't rise to the level that children would care.

Time has passed, and many people and things have changed, but it seems that it can't change Shicun.

That year, Xuanlin was 16 years old, and he was already a sophomore in the county's key middle school, he had gotten rid of the sojourn family since junior high school, and with excellent grades he received a waiver of accommodation fees, tuition and miscellaneous fees, etc., which was a good change, which made him believe in the power of struggle.

However, when he returned to Ishimura this summer, he found it difficult to see the power of this change, as if the village could shackle people's vitality, creativity and freshness to the world until it died, and he felt that he really should leave here with his family.

This thought was like a weed in his heart, and he almost forgot to sleep and eat, what he should do, what to do, in order to get out of here with his family, and while planning these things, he finally remembered the past when he was in fourth grade.

I remembered that my home seemed to be different, that my home had once taken out a piece of gold, and that I had guessed that there seemed to be a huge secret in my home

He originally wanted to press not to ask, he was a sensible child, and he knew that if adults didn't say, children shouldn't ask, but the more carefully he observed the details, the more he felt that the home was full of strange things.

First of all, there are complicated rules, there are fixed rules for eating at home, there are fixed rules for sleeping, and there are fixed rules for politeness, and these rules make Xuanlin, who already has some knowledge, realize that this is not something that the villagers and families in a small mountain village can care about and adhere to, not to mention that these rules are not stupid rules, but quite a bit of a common demeanor.

In addition, Xuanlin noticed that his vicissitudes, as if he had not read a book, was not vulgar in his speech, and in Xuanlin's several deliberate temptations, he could also feel that his father seemed to be very good at history and some ancient Confucian thoughts, and his insights were even deeper than his own.

Finally, Xuan Lin couldn't bear it anymore, and on a sultry summer night, Xuan Lin excused himself for a walk and walked with his father to the edge of a stream, and it was on the edge of this stream that his father confessed a fantastical family history to Xuan Lin.

It was on the edge of this stream that my father said that Xuanlin should inherit the family's craftsmanship.