chaotic world

"A bright moon shines on the west chamber, thud thump... Invite Zhang Sheng to the banquet, lift his legs and jump over the small powder wall..." He was absent-minded, humming a little song out of tune, making up words, and walked towards the third shopkeeper in a hurry house.

Opening the door, the third shopkeeper nodded and bowed: "Brother, what's the matter?" Then he reacted: "Looking for him?" His eyes flicked into the corner.

"En." Du Yunfeng snorted, then patted him on the shoulder: "Third brother, go out and have a look."

Without saying a word, the third shopkeeper grabbed his cotton hat and went out.

Du Yunfeng carried Song Shudong from the outer room to the inner room, sat on the warm kang, and hugged him on his lap.

"Shudong, miss me?" He asked absent-mindedly, his mind wandering, but the frivolous things in his instincts came out smoothly.

The young man shook his head without making a sound, with his eyes wide open and his lips resting.

"Speak without being dumb."

"No." The voice was soft and small.

Du Yunfeng didn't care whether he wanted it or not, he didn't care about the question, and he didn't care about the answer.

"What happened to the head?" Du Yunfeng hugged him like a child, and stroked his side face.

Song Shudong looked up at him, hesitantly said that some boys were holding him during the meal, he ran too slowly, and got scratched in the face.

"Trash, I'll support you, fight them, kill me, you're a man too."

Du Yunfeng didn't intend to talk nonsense, and within a few words, he had already put his fingers into the opponent's clothes.

The boy had no choice but to wring his hands and bear it secretly.

Du Yunfeng stood up and threw him on the kang, unbuttoned his trousers, and ordered: "Take off your shirt."

Song Shudong obeyed, knelt on the kang, and undressed Du Yunfeng face to face, his upper body was naked, subconsciously wanted to block it, blocked it, and put his hand down again.As if making up his mind, he deliberately puffed out his chest.

Du Yunfeng pinched his chin, examined him for a moment: "Why don't you hide, aren't you afraid of me?"

Song Shudong mustered up great courage, calling out this sentence like a mosquito. "There's nothing to hide now."

Du Yunfeng didn't smash it, right? He understood the meaning of these words, and without thinking too much, he tilted his head and blew out the candle.

The moonlight in the snow slowly penetrated into the house, and Du Yunfeng pushed Song Shudong back onto the kang. Under the hazy moonlight, the boy's back was so thin that it showed the shape of bones, and his skin was smooth.

Song Shudong didn't say a word. In the dark, he opened his eyes. The most vicious person on this mountain was Du Yunfeng, but without Du Yunfeng's protection, even eating would be a problem. Anyone in this village would dare to tease him.

Du Yunfeng stood behind him, eager and blunt, and finally made him cry out in pain.

"Don't make a sound." Du Yunfeng stretched out a hand to cover his mouth, and at the same time relaxed his movements - this house is not far from his own, and it's still in the dead of night.

"Brother Du" Song Shudong called softly with his breath, Du Yunfeng stopped for a while, stretched out his hand to touch Song Shudong's face.

"Brother Du, I'll do this with you honestly. Can you tell them not to bully me?" Du Yunfeng couldn't see his face clearly, but Song Shudong's breath sprayed on his face softly and beggingly.

Du Yunfeng's mind flashed with thoughts: "Come on, call me Yunfeng."

Song Shudong didn't understand, and still called him Brother Du.

Du Yunfeng slapped his thigh: "Call Yunfeng, keep your voice down, I'll take you down the mountain and go home early."

The boy panted softly, and timidly spit out the word "Yunfeng".

Du Yunfeng was very excited, gentle and powerful.This was the first time Song Shudong was caught out when he was doing this with Du Yunfeng. He was new to personnel affairs, so he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

After tossing for a long time, Song Shudong's breath became disordered, and when he called out the word "Yunfeng" inexplicably, he was bitten by the other party.

Du Yunfeng's head was full of heat, he hadn't been this excited for a long time, turned over and lay down, didn't feel cold even if he wasn't covered with a quilt, he just felt dripping and happy, he accidentally touched Song Shudong's hand, it was cold.

"chilly?"

The young man huddled under the blanket, nodded, and was startled that Du Yunfeng might not be able to see him, so he replied in a low voice, "It's cold, the outside room is very cold at night."

Du Yunfeng thought that since he made the floor, he was quite cold, but he couldn't be cheeky to share the kang with Zhou Lan, so he could only bear it.He lifted the quilt, got into the bed, grabbed Song Shudong's hair and pulled it into his arms, with one long leg draped over the young man, in a firmly bound posture.

Song Shudong's whole body froze.

"Don't move." Du Yunfeng lowered his voice and closed his eyes at the same time.

After a while, Du Yunfeng snored lightly. Song Shudong was too tired to open his eyes, and the embrace was so warm, so he fell asleep in a daze.

At sunrise and sunset, Zhou Lan had been on the mountain for some time. One afternoon, Du Yunfeng hummed a ditty and sprinted into the house briskly, bringing in a gust of cold wind.

Du Yunfeng started to rummage through the box with excitement on his face: "Hey, where did you put it last time?"

Zhou Lan was facing the mirror, holding a silver knife to make gestures on his face. His beard has grown quite fast during this period. Although it is not as thick as Du Yunfeng's, it grows randomly in all directions, and he can't enjoy his own face. , decided to do it by himself.

Under the blade, he squinted at Du Yunfeng. That guy was rummaging through the camphor wood cabinet. He didn't know which rich family used it for hiding treasures. Things, Du Yunfeng is like an ostrich that has plunged into the pile of clothes, paying attention to his head and ignoring his back.

"Don't fall in!" Zhou Lan put down the knife and walked gently behind him.

Du Yunfeng was still looking at the tail but not the head, he was tumbling, and said without thinking: "Master, have you forgotten what day it is today?"

"I haven't seen Huang Li for almost a year." Zhou Lan suddenly hugged Du Yunfeng's leg, and lifted him into the box with his shoulders.

Du Yunfeng came up with a headshot, he reacted very quickly, and immediately flipped over in the box.But Zhou Lan had already prepared for it. At this moment, he had pulled down the lid of the box, pressed half of his body on the lid, and left a gap with a smile: "Xiao Yunfeng, are you convinced? You still owe me two brains."

Du Yunfeng stretched out his hand to support the lid: "Hey, fight with me, you've grown up, wait for me to go out to clean up...you can't beat me anyway." He pushed it up hard.

Zhou Lan, who had taken advantage of the favorable terrain, half-stretched on the lid of the box: "Can you get out? Believe it or not, I'll lock you in." He giggled.

He couldn't walk away, fearing that Du Yunfeng would jump out, the two of them just pushed one and pressed the other in a deadlock.

Jin Xiaoman walked cautiously with a roll-your-own cigarette in his mouth and a brazier, and carried it to the door of the big shopkeeper in a smoky manner. He was about to free his hand to knock on the door when he heard the buzzing sound in the room, and his hand hesitated.

"Xiao Yunfeng, tell me quickly, are you convinced?" Jin Xiaoman recognized that it was Master An's voice.

"Don't accept it, don't press me." Du Yunfeng's voice sounded muffled.

Young master an suppressing elder brother?Jin Xiaoman was stunned holding the brazier, and several question marks popped out of his head.

"If you don't suppress anyone, beg for mercy."

"Tch, come in if you have the guts."

"Don't think I'm afraid, I'll make you feel better when I go in."

Jin Xiaoman seemed to understand what was going on, he opened his mouth unconsciously, and the butt of the cigarette fell into the brazier with a stab.

The question mark on his head rattled into an exclamation mark, still bold.

Li Bonian saw him poking at the door like a bewitched man from a long distance, and the bird came over quietly with a curious expression on his face.

"Master, stop making trouble, I'm sore." Du Yunfeng pretended to rub his arm.

At this time, Jin Xiaoman was leaning close to the door with a guilty conscience, my God, is this the usually vicious shopkeeper Du Yunfeng?This is... retribution, right? Is it suppressed? !

"Xiao Yunfeng, you are too cunning, you lied to me"

"I didn't lie to you, it really hurts."

"Then...then change the position?"

"My young master, I'm really convinced, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay, turn over and lie on your stomach. I'll go in. Don't move around." Zhou Lan knew that the box was stuffy, and the noise was almost over. Seeing Du Yunfeng laying down obediently, holding the edge of the box, he jumped into the box and stepped on it. To Du Yunfeng.

"Oh!" Du Yunfeng hummed.

"Xiao Man, what are you doing?" Li Bonian approached him like a ghost, and roared loudly.

Jin Xiaoman was like a ghost, his whole body trembled, and he ran away with the brazier in his hand. Li Bonian felt that something was wrong, so he chased after him. The dog chasing the rabbit came to the backyard, and stretched out his hand to grab him by the collar: "Why run?"

"It's...it's terrible" Jin Xiaoman swung back like a lantern in the wind, turned around suddenly, and stuffed the brazier directly into Li Bonian's arms, so angry that Li Bonian jumped up and patted the back of Jin Xiaoman's neck, you boy Blind, what the hell is going on.

Jin Xiaoman put down the brazier, rubbed his hands on the cotton-padded jacket, all souls and six spirits were still in the cage, covering his mouth and biting Li Bonian's ear as if reporting top-secret military information, stammering and muttering.

Li Bonian's normal human expression gradually disappeared, and then his expression became distorted, his jaw almost fell to the ground.

The two agreed that this Young Master An was too great, and they had to be made offerings to their ancestors in the future, without any discussion.

Here, as soon as Zhou Lan jumped in, Du Yunfeng turned over to catch him, and Zhou Lan rode on Du Yunfeng unceremoniously: "Don't move, what did you say just now?"

Du Yunfeng lay back obediently, and if you say you can't move, don't move. With a smile, he pulled out a thick book from under his body: "Master, read!"

It is a Bible, the surface has been worn mottled and mottled, it is very old, and the lower right corner is severely worn, obviously it has been read many times.

Zhou Lan took the book and spread it on the other person's chest, and a line of words came into view: a neighbor who is close is better than a brother who is far away, and whoever asks for it will get it——to my brother Yunfeng, born in Tianjin in the 17th year of the Republic of China.

The handwriting is delicate and angular, and Zhou Lan suddenly remembered that a few years ago, he just wrote it casually, hoping that Du Yunfeng could read the Bible more and restrain his rough temperament and rustic spirit.

"Have you always carried it?" With the thick book in his hand, Zhou Lan's mind imagined a scene of a little bandit happily beating people and reading scriptures devoutly, how shocking it was.

"Haha, of course I have it, you gave it to me." Du Yunfeng paused, then said cheerfully: "Today is the day of worship."

Zhou Lan closed the book without any interest, put it on Du Yunfeng's body, turned over and lay down on Du Yunfeng's side, face up to the sky, arms crossed: "Now... I don't really believe in this thing."

Du Yunfeng sat up like a monkey and stared at him: "Master, I'm different from you, I can't do it, I have a sin, or you watch me do it?"

Zhou Lan bowed her head quietly: "OK"

For the first time in his life, Du Yunfeng prayed to the corpse-like Zhou Lan in a coffin-like camphor wood box, and sang hymns with lively tunes.

In the past, Zhou Lan told him that every time a Christian worships, God will come to his side, listen to his prayers, wash away his sins, and make him a pure and good person.

The hymns were taught to him line by line by Zhou Lan back then, but now his young master is beside him, gentle and quiet, but telling him that he no longer believes in them.

Zhou Lan could recite the entire Bible back then, but at this moment, what happened in the past year appeared in front of his eyes. He didn't dare to think deeply, every frame of the picture was a nightmare, and he never wanted to repeat these nightmares again.There is a saying in his mind: "A living dog is better than a dead lion".

While Du Yunfeng closed his eyes and prayed intently later, Zhou Lan fell asleep out of boredom.

"I want to ride it!" In the warm spring, Zhou Lan stood by the stable and raised her chin seriously.

Du Yunfeng put down the fodder, and patted Xuelizhan's neck: "It has a fierce temper. It used to be wild, but it took several months to train the saddle before it could get on. It only recognizes me."

"I want to try." Zhou Lan insisted, not tough, but serious that Du Yunfeng couldn't refuse.

Du Yunfeng turned his head back, looking like a child clamoring to wear adult clothes, and just about to speak, he was choked by his sentence "don't let your brain collapse".The two brain collapses owed to the young master were talismans pasted on Du Yunfeng's head, they couldn't reveal themselves, and they would break out at any time. Du Yunfeng wished that the young master would forget about it, but it happened that the other party had an excellent memory and could recite spells at any time.

Or just hold him and let him touch him?I pulled the rein, and he would be scared as soon as the horse let loose——Du Yunfeng was thinking in his heart.

The horse was led out, and as soon as Zhou Lan put his hand on the horse's back, Xueli Zhanming became fidgety.

"Look, it won't let it go." Du Yunfeng smiled playfully, just as he thought.

"get out."

"Where?"

"Go outside the yard, don't let it see you." Zhou Lan couldn't help but push him outside the door, and the wooden door was bolted, leaving only one person and one horse in the yard.

He picked up the reins on the ground and tied them to the stakes of the stable, took off the whip from the wall, swung his arms, and there was a crisp sound, and there was a ditch in the snow.

"No one is protecting you now!" Zhou Lan said while rolling up his cuffs.

The whip came down with a crackling sound, Xuelizhan raised his front hooves towards him with a hiss, the reins were stretched, but he couldn't break free.

Hearing the movement, Du Yunfeng became anxious, his heart ached for the horse, and he was even more afraid that the horse would fall on Zhou Lan if it kicked.

"Master An, you open the door, this is no fun."

Unable to push the door open, Du Yunfeng jumped over the wall, the scene in front of him was beyond his expectation, Zhou Lan was spinning the whip, that kind of viciousness is really not what a young master should have, standing on a horse's hoof in the snow He kicked frantically and violently stretched the rope so that it made a loud noise. There were marks all over his body, and the horseshoe marks on the snow were chaotic, with red marks one after another.

"Don't make trouble!" Zhou Lan pointed at Du Yunfeng with a whip in his hand, his eyes were innocent but serious, and his tone was commanding.Before Du Yunfeng could say anything, the whip of the horse slowly came towards him. Du Yunfeng lowered his head and slid down the wall, stroked his hair, thinking, "He really seldom plays the young master's temper, but if a horse is disobedient, it's not worth whipping me." .”

That horse has a bad temper, this way of pumping, I'm afraid it will be whipped to death, Du Yunfeng is really distressed, he slips back and forth outside the yard like a wild dog, from time to time he lies on the crack of the door and shouts: "Stay away from that horse's ass !"

Xuelizhan is not dead, and he is not far from death.Like a mare about to give birth, its limbs were bent and lying on the ground, snorting heavily, trembling all over, and covered with cuts and bruises.

Holding the red whip in one hand, Zhou Lan gently stroked the horse's neck with the other. She drew her clean nails along one of the deepest scars and dyed half of her fingers red: "If you know it hurts, give it up."

Xue Lizhan shook his neck, struggled a few times, and exhaled heavily from his nostrils.

A few days later, when Xuelizhan's injuries healed, Zhou Lan appeared again with a whip.Du Yunfeng hesitated to stop him a few times, but he always felt that it was not worth it for a beast, he could find a good horse again, and Young Master An didn't like many things, so he simply slipped away, out of sight and out of heart.

After several times, Xuelizhan became honest, as long as Zhou Lan went to that station, it would lower its head obediently and stop moving.Zhou Lan found the most tender grass to feed it, and combed its mane while feeding.The whip mark on the horse gradually disappeared and returned to its original state. Zhou Lan would occasionally put his arms around its neck, chuckle and say a few words in the horse's ear affectionately. , a posture of letting the king ride more.

Du Yunfeng's distress at first turned into dumbfounding.The brothers in Heiyingshan usually served Xuelizhan as Du's second child, but after Zhou Lan made a fuss, this kind of demeanor of taking over even the horse after overpowering the boss really made people fall in love. Du Yunfeng was still the eldest brother, but Zhou Lan Promoted to uncle.

The booty from hunting down the mountain before was enough to last for a month. The life of Maodong was boring. Du Yunfeng was always worried that Zhou Lan would not be able to survive the days of barren mountains and wild mountains and bandits, but Zhou Lan got in with the bandits without a teacher. In the pile, Du Yunfeng sighed for a while that the world is unpredictable.

With Jin Xiaoman and Hei Si'er following him, Du Yunfeng felt at ease, as long as the second master Hu Fengbei didn't stab him suddenly, the world would be peaceful. After the disturbance last time, Du Yunfeng reckoned that Hu Fengbei didn't have the guts yet.

Hu Fengbei was also making plans in his heart. The thorn in his side was Du Yunfeng. Pulling Zhou Lan was useless. He could only find a reason for Du Yunfeng to do it. Come early and fight to the death, which is of no benefit at all.

The two sides weighed each other across the belly, and reached a tacit understanding, and life seemed peaceful.

Zhou Lan is a young man, but his ability to adapt is beyond everyone's expectations. He is featured in all cultural and sports activities in Black Eagle Village.

Let me talk about the text first, there is only one thing in Black Eagle Village that can be related to paper text-cards.The educational level of the rough guys is limited to knowing a bunch of names, Yan Qing, Wu Song, Wu Yong... There are only 120 cards, which limits everyone's self-learning ability.So, the fact is that the men in Black Eagle Village have bright eyes when they see big girls, and dizzy eyes when they see big characters. The only one with a high level of education is Du Yunfeng.

When he went up the mountain with a pile of books on his back, Mr. Ma, the head of Black Eagle Mountain at the time, felt that this kid was a person who would achieve great things. He might be able to carry forward Black Eagle Mountain in the future, and he had to focus on training him.However, Mr. Hei couldn’t see this day. He belched a year ago when he went down the mountain and smashed the kiln. He couldn’t close his eyes. It’s not because of regret that he died before he was born, but because the howitzers of the security team exploded instantly. , the head and body exploded, and it was too late to close.

The dozens of men on the mountain are not monkey grandchildren, they were born from the crevices of the rocks. After all, they all have family members and relatives at the foot of the mountain. When they had nowhere to go, they registered their properties when they opened the incense hall on the mountain. If the family does not have a dead father and a dead mother, they will not be able to retreat.The things that were robbed from houses and houses were sent home for a year and a half, but there was really no way to deal with letters. Mr. Literate also caught them.

Boss Du can write, but it's too high-end, and the foreign language is like a ghostly talisman.

Zhou Lan is different. With the combination of Chinese and Western, he can write with a pen. How many words he holds in his stomach, Shua Shua Shua, become a few pages of family letters in his pen.

The men imagined the scene of the letter arriving in the village and being read out of the mouth of the literate teacher, and their eyes unconsciously turned to Master An.

Zhou Lan shivered from time to time, feeling that everyone's eyes were sticky recently.

A brush thickened a dozen yellow straw paper, Zhou Lan frowned.

"Tell my women, don't listen to the old Huang's errat, I thought she was not a good thing when I was a child, fuck, she looks like a widow, and I don't want to clean up, my brothers and I are making a lot of money outside, no It's about pulling a lock..." The man at the table stepped on the bench with one foot, hands on his hips, and spit and stars flew around his mouth. Zhou Lan shook his head and wrote a few words: "My lady, you don't want to see a letter like your face. Believe the rumors, my friend and I are doing serious business..."

Zhou Lan has become a popular person. While walking around with his pen every day, he unconsciously digested a lot of lifelike verbs. The large dose of indoctrination made him dizzy, like an unstoppable lake, about to collapse at any time.

His degree of doing as the Romans does is very intense, almost overwhelming.

"Stop talking about bastards, pick up useful ones." Zhou Lan slapped the brush on the table and stood up: "I can't take it anymore, can't I leave my mouth? It's fucking annoying." After finishing speaking, she turned and left.

Several people chased after him: "Hey, Master An, don't be angry, brothers are always like this, come, drink some water, and extinguish the fire."

"Don't drink." He still left with a straight face.

"Don't, Young Master An, don't go." Several people surrounded him with a water wedge, babbling with apologetic smiles on their faces.

"Let me out!" Zhou Lan swayed left and right, trying to find a space in the world, but failed to break out of the encirclement.

Someone poured a large bowl of tea and brought it over, and presented it to Zhou Lan in a flattering way.

"What the fuck, I'm going to pee, is it okay to pee?" Zhou Lan finally broke out.

A group of people suddenly realized that they made way out of the way smoothly and watched Zhou Lan trot out.Suddenly someone suddenly realized again, and shouted: "Master An, wait a minute, I'll go too."

The hut became the living room, Zhou Lan was wearing his trouser belt with his head downcast, listening to the sound of the storm and the smell of urine in his nose.

"Who the hell said one more word to me today, I'll write him a funeral letter!" Zhou Lan said through gritted teeth.

Zhou Lan made a rule to only write two letters a day.

It was as if taking the medicine in a fixed amount, and it was subtle, and it turned out that taking it according to the course of treatment was better, and Zhou Lan's verbal expression ability rose to a new level.

The rest of the time he generally plays cards.At first, he took out a few silver dollars from Du Yunfeng's closet to make chips. With a good mind, he turned a few silver dollars into dozens or hundreds.

Gambling, like drugs, is extremely addictive.

Du Yunfeng also gambled, but he was relatively restrained. He instinctively knew that something would happen if he gambled often. He has power.He doesn't care about the people in the village, they make trouble when they are free, it's better to let them gamble, anyway, the money running around is in the village, at worst, if someone loses and fights, Du Yunfeng can easily suppress it.

At this moment, he was sitting sprawled in a chair, the sun was warm under the eaves, he had a cigarette in his mouth, it was warm and there was no wind, and the thin wisps of blue smoke crawled over his nose, gently swaying for a long time. long eyelashes.

He squinted to see the bustle and bustle in the yard, small clusters of green sprouted from the eaves, and the branches showed yellow teeth. Spring was here, and he was thinking about which village his next target should be.

"Damn it, lose again, it's evil." Someone from the largest group in the crowd yelled: "Feng Shui turns around, change the wind and change the wind."

"Seat with smelly hands" Zhou Lan stood up, and immediately someone beside him wiped the seat with the sleeve of a cotton jacket, and Zhou Lan sat on it as a matter of course.

With a flick of Du Yunfeng's eyelashes, an imperceptible smile flashed by.

Zhou Lan is now the richest person in the cottage, winning most of the time, these people's money is almost wiped out by him.

Du Yunfeng likes Zhou Lan's gentle manner, and also likes the way he mixes with the little bandits now, he likes him, he knows it, from the first time he saw him, he likes him.What exactly he likes about him, Du Yunfeng can't tell, it may be that he is good looking, but Song Shudong is also very good looking, Du Yunfeng asked himself this way, but the feeling is completely different.

Du Yunfeng couldn't tell what he liked, he was always nervous unconsciously in front of Zhou Lan, feeling that his sordid thoughts should not be discovered by his noble counterpart.

Du Yunfeng tried his best to become a good person, a noble person like Zhou Lan, but he didn't have that kind of family background, and his father didn't come early, so he only dared to think about it when he was dreaming.

Zhou Lan is changing, and Du Yunfeng can feel that he is becoming rough and less noble. This makes Du Yunfeng feel as if he is getting closer to him. Yes.

Thinking of this, Du Yunfeng flicked his fingertips, popped out the cigarette butt, stood up stiffly, and walked towards the yard.