The twelfth day of the first lunar month, which is February 9, 1987 in the Gregorian calendar.

It was as if someone had poked a hole in the sky. It was raining endlessly, and it was accompanied by a shoal of wind, which was damn cold.

Before dawn, Li Heng was woken up by Tian Run'e from his sleep: "Man Zai, it's the third time the rooster crows. It's time to get up."

There is no watch or alarm clock at home. Li Jianguo's only mechanical watch was broken and he never had the money to repair it. If he had to get up early and rush out, he could only judge the approximate time based on the rooster's crowing and the weather outside.

Li Heng, who stayed up late writing until late last night, didn't wake up. His eyelids opened and closed softly, and his whole body seemed to be paralyzed. He had no strength at all and didn't want to move at all.

But he knew it wouldn't work if he couldn't get up. There was only one shuttle bus from town to Shao City these days, so he had to catch it.

Otherwise, you need to transfer three trains in the middle, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. It is also very easy to encounter pickpockets and gunmen, and it is easy to cause accidents.

There are even many experienced people who often go out to warn the villagers: some drivers have bad conscience and are in cahoots with the local gangsters. Every time they pass through Qijiang Town, they will pick a sparsely populated hilly road and put the gangsters there.

, looted everything.

Therefore, even though Li Heng was a reborn person, he was helpless in the face of the dyeing vat of the times, so he had no choice but to catch the early train obediently.

It is said that the driver was a veteran of the Vietnam War, and he was upright. The passengers in his car rarely had any accidents, and his reputation gradually spread.

When he had just finished washing up, Zhang Zhiyong rushed over with a bag on his back. This saved trouble, otherwise he might have been chased by a dog when he went to call someone in front of Zhang's house later.

Hmm..., maybe you can meet the unscrupulous father dating an unscrupulous female ghost under a certain locust tree or in a certain grass.

This is not nonsense.

When it comes to romantic affairs, several nearby villages have always said that there are three King Kongs, and Zhang Zhiyong’s father ranks first among them.

Even the guy named Liang didn't make the list.

After all, the Three Great Vajras are true-hearted and romantic, and never harm good families. They dare to show off and make fun of them openly. But it is sheer despicable for a man named Liang to get involved with his daughter-in-law.

He took the various bottles and jars handed over by Comrade Tian Run'e and put them into his schoolbag. It was full of vegetables, including bacon, which was extremely rare for him.

Of course, pickled peppers, pickled beans and pickled radish are the most common dishes.

Li Heng asked Zhang Zhiyong: "You are alone. Where is Yang Yingwen? She really doesn't want to go together?"

When this happened, Zhang Zhiyong became an angry young man. He was so unhappy that he almost jumped up and yelled at others: "Go away!"

I just went to call her, and her mother said she left yesterday afternoon. She didn’t even notify us when she left."

Li Heng thought for a while and judged based on his past life experience, "She might have spent the night at Xiao Han's house last night."

It's ironic to say that Yang Yingwen is the only one who excels in reading, but he is very timid and afraid of ghosts.

There are two large cemeteries on the road from Shangwan Village to the town.

One of them is still a former execution ground, where people of all ages and different ways of death are buried.

For example, those hanging on beams, those shot to death, those beheaded, women with dystocia and children who died in childbirth, etc.

It sounds scary, and people without courage would not dare to pass by it at night.

After carefully checking his schoolbag, all the books and manuscripts were there. After seeing that nothing was left behind, Li Heng turned around and said goodbye to Li Jianguo and Tian Run'e:

"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving. Don't send me off. It's very cold outside, especially since you're not in good health, dad. Go in early and rest."

"Hey! You guys walk slower and pay attention to the road. If you meet a stranger, you have to go around a long way." The couple agreed, but they still arrived at the entrance of the village.

As for their instructions, they were not groundless.

At this time of year, there is no desire to go out to do side jobs to make money. During the off-season period, families rarely leave the village after dinner. At most, neighbors drop by and chat.

As for those who rush on the road in the middle of the night, there are most likely two types of people, either they are forced to do something urgent, or they are people with malicious intentions.

Zhang Zhiyong shook his thighs and shouted, "Uncle Li, Aunt Tian, ​​don't worry, I have a knife on me.

If any dead egg dares to provoke us brothers, I will stab him with a bloody hole and tell him to please call me father and mother."

Tian Run'e and Li Jianguo had already experienced this idiot's irresponsible temperament and were numb. They just smiled and gave up even trying to comfort them.

About three miles away from Shangwan Village, the two came to Temple Street.

It is said to be a street, but this statement does not really apply to living people. There are high mountains and ridges here, and there is no human habitation for 600 meters in front and back. There is only a small temple hidden under a huge stone. The stone is so big that it is as wide as a basketball court. What is enshrined in the temple is

Sansheng empress.

Behind the stone is a cemetery as far as the eye can see.

When we got here, with the creepy crows, Li Heng and Zhang Zhiyong, who were talking and laughing at the beginning, suddenly lost their voices.

Looking at each other, Li Heng took out a box of matches from his trouser pocket with familiarity. After a nervous chattering, the matchstick finally lit up.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiyong was unambiguous and hurriedly put the bundle of straw he had brought under his armpit to the flame and lit it.

Li Heng put away the matchbox and asked as usual: "Are you ready?"

Zhang Zhiyong pulled the bag on his back and raised the flaming straw, "Okay!"

Under the red firelight, Li Heng issued the command: "Run!"

After saying "Run", the two of them took steps in unison, running towards the road with their heads covered.

Don’t look at the earthen graves on both sides of the road!

Even if there is a noise from behind, I will never look back!

I rushed through this gloomy mountain col with all my strength.

In fact, the two of them dared to walk at night because they were forced out during the first year of junior high school.

Back then, the two brothers Liu Shuiwen and others often robbed them of all their living expenses. They had no money to buy groceries, and they couldn't eat enough food. What should they do?

I just had to finish my evening self-study and run home to get the groceries.

After going back and forth, the two of them gradually became more courageous, and the two families became accustomed to it. Even if they were traveling in the middle of the night, they couldn't see them off.

To put it bluntly, the two elders are more cowardly than they are at this damn place, so it’s not certain who will send whom?

Halfway through the run, Li Heng suddenly asked: "Old Yong, are you afraid?"

Zhang Zhiyong bravely replied: "I'm afraid of chickens, I brought a knife!"

Li Heng teased him: "Blow down the torch and try it."

Zhang Zhiyong didn’t understand: “What’s wrong?”

Li Heng said: "Blow!"

Zhang Zhiyong blew the torch obediently.

Li Heng asked: "Have you seen many hairy mouths blowing together?"

"Your uncle!!!"

Zhang Zhiyong, whose heart had been tense all the time, suddenly felt a chill coming from the Tianling Gai. He bit his cheek and sped up again, surpassing him.

Li Heng laughed loudly, then increased his speed and said side by side: "Sing the national anthem."

"Sing!"

"Rise up, people who don't want to be slaves, take our flesh and blood..."

This is the repertoire of the two of them. They have witnessed their brotherly love along the way. Whenever they are frightened to the extreme, they will sing a song together at the top of their lungs.

The singing is overwhelming!

It looked particularly eye-catching in the dark. I wonder if the friends on both sides of the road were scared to death?

Anyway, in the nostalgic scenes, Li Heng walked through the frightening mountain road and came to the town.

At this time, the sky has not yet opened, the light is not very bright, and the houses on both sides of the street are reflected in shadows.

The vendors who got up early have already set up stalls, selling mostly early snacks such as steamed buns, steamed buns and shaomai. When people pass by, they try to shout, "Yaozi, do you want breakfast? It's freshly baked." The slogan is not novel.

It’s not unusual, it’s one of those who can trick anyone.

The bus station is located on the west side of the town. It is small and shabby. There are slogans on the walls everywhere saying "Serve the People". There are only a few shuttle buses in and out every day.

Its public toilets have been wading with yellow water for many years. People who want to use the toilet do not dare to enter without the determination to face death, and can only crawl into the back of the mountain.

"Yazi, where are you going?"

Before we even reached the station gate, the shuttle bus conductor had already trotted over to solicit customers. He was so enthusiastic that his saliva almost sprayed on his face.

Li Heng moved to the side without leaving any trace, and asked: "Is there any seat left when I go to Shao City?"

"Yes! There are a lot of them, hurry up and sit down." The conductor held his arm, as enthusiastic as ever.

Li Heng originally thought he had arrived very early, but after getting on the bus, he discovered that he was still too naive. The conductor was obviously full of lies. He had not taken the shuttle bus for decades and had almost forgotten this routine.

A quick scan revealed that there were no less than 30 people in the car, and all the good seats inside were occupied, except for three lonely empty seats in the last row.

Unexpectedly and not unexpectedly, I met several familiar faces among them, all of whom were students who were admitted to Shao No. 1 Middle School in the same batch of high school entrance examinations.

For example, Xiao Feng is sitting in the second to last row at the back. Even though her surname is Xiao, she has nothing to do with Xiao Han. She is thin and comes from the Shiqiaopu gold mine.

She was the person closest to Yang Yingwen. At her peak, she was only one point behind Yang Yingwen in a mid-term exam, and almost cut off Yang Yingwen's dragon vein, ranking first in the school.

However, she has always been a top student. Even after she entered Shao No. 1 Middle School, she was still a figure that shocked everyone. If his memory was correct, this girl should have been admitted to Tsinghua University. He didn't know what happened later. The two of them

Not much contact.
To be continued...