Transcending the python

Rong An is a very unpopular person in the village.

Look at what he looks like: Danfeng eyes, piercing gaze; three points of hostility between the eyebrows, seven points of murderous look; high nose bridge, restraining parents.Born with a thin and cool face, the dogs in the village would take a detour when they saw him.

It is said that in the past, the villagers treated this good-looking young man very warmly, until——

Not to mention.

This is Rongjia Village, where the ancestors have faced the loess and their backs to the sky for generations. It was early in the morning, and the farmers all got up to work, surrounding the piece of land and cultivating it with all their heart.

Rong An got up early.He carried the bucket and walked to the hut closest to his home.Rong An's job is to pack dung in wooden barrels and deliver it to each family's fields.Don't underestimate this job. Although it's a bit dirty and smelly, it's a centimeter high, and it only takes a few hours to work, leaving a lot of free time for rest.

Soon, his bucket was full.The weight of a full one hundred forty-five catties made the young man unable to straighten up.He frowned, pursed his lips, with righteous indignation in his eyes, and walked forward slowly but firmly.

March is the time to invite grapes to the shelves.The grape trellis was in need of excrement, Rong An walked on the field, with his hands resting on the bamboo pole carrying the load, for fear that he might not be able to grasp the balance.

The adults have already dug the ditch, just waiting for something from Rongan.He put the barrel there and couldn't stop. He had to rush to the next toilet immediately and repeat this boring job.

In March, before the weather warmed up, Rong An's fingers were cold and his face was frozen stiff.But he likes winter the most, and coming to the toilet in summer, you know the smell.

He carried the bucket and walked bit by bit.In addition to the ugly cry of the magpie, I can also hear the low voice of the peasant with a rough voice.They thought the voice was already very low, but Rong An still heard clearly what they were talking about.

After all, Rong An was seventeen or eighteen years old, and he couldn't control his emotions very well. He was almost on the verge of getting angry, with murderous looks on his brows.But he finally endured it, carried the empty barrel, and continued his work.

At noon, the farmers packed up their things and went home.Rong An wanted to rush back to cook for his mother.Although he couldn't smell it, he knew that he smelled it.Rong An walked quickly to the well at home, fetched a bucket of water, wiped his body, and put his clothes aside, his teeth chattering from the cold.

He took the clothes and smelled them, and found that the smell was very light, so he put on his clothes and went home to cook.

Mother heard the movement of the door panel and turned her head to look anxiously.Her eyes were empty and she was clearly blind.

Rong An didn't say anything, just walked towards the stove, lightly lit the fire and boiled water with his hands and feet.He and his mother have been eating sweet potatoes for more than a month, and the mother's face is a little yellow.But the worst thing is that starting today, their family will almost have no sweet potatoes, so they can only boil the sweet potatoes with hot water and drink sweet potato soup.

Rong An divided the soup into two bowls and handed the soup to his mother.He finished the sweet potato soup in one gulp by himself, Rong An was developing, and his appetite was so big that he could swallow a mouthful of cow, how could these be enough to eat?But there was nothing he could do. He went to the stove to pick up some crispy rice, ground it, and mixed it with hot water to drink it.

After Rong's mother finished eating, Rong An got up to wash the dishes, and her mother shouted eagerly behind her:

"An'an, don't forget to go to school."

Rong An's hand holding the bowl trembled violently, almost smashing the bowl by mistake. He was silent for a moment, then quickly cleaned the bowl, and replied:

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Rong's mother has a mental problem, she is crazy, and she can't remember things clearly. She always thinks that Rong An is still a child of seven or eight years old, and she wants to take a book and go over the mountain to her husband's house to listen to it.Little did he know that ten years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Rong An was already a tall and slender boy.

It's not that the big boy hates going to school. They all say that knowledge can change one's destiny. He also wants to try changing one's destiny.But the family has long since had no money for him to study.If he goes to school, the only work points he has are gone, and it is impossible for a mother with neurological problems to support the family.

Even if he had money, he would not go there.Rong An hated being laughed at by other students. He hadn't changed into new clothes for several years, and he couldn't wash them in winter because the weather was too cold to dry them.If you don't have a change of clothes, you will smell.The teenager's sensitive and inferior heart can't bear such ridicule, and he can't solve the problem with his fists, so he simply avoids it.

Rong An went out to buy groceries.

Along the way, he kept frowning and clenched his hands into fists. The expression on his face was sometimes hesitant and sometimes painful. Rong An was making a difficult decision.

He has no money, and that handful of sweet potatoes is the last bit of property in the family.Rong An thought about it all night last night, and he thought of a way to get money immediately.

That is stealing.

Just a few years of school education made Rong An understand that stealing is a despicable act, and if caught, he would definitely be beaten severely.Rong An was in great pain. He had no way to get money in a short time, nor could he starve his mentally disturbed mother.It's okay to say that he was hungry twice, as long as his mother looked at him with tears and said that he was hungry, Rong An would have a decisive idea of ​​wanting to crash into the wall to death.

He couldn't let his last relative in this world suffer.Thinking of this, Rong An stayed up all night, and now he walked to the market with difficulty.He felt that he had become bad at this moment.

Many fragments flashed through Rong An's mind.

A strong father who puts himself on his shoulders; a beautiful mother who hugs him so hard; a big brother who has good academic performance and a gentle smile.

He didn't dare to think about it, but after a while, Rong An's eyes became moist.He wiped his face vigorously, passed through the lively market, and came to a remote alley.

The alley is remote, but there are many people coming and going.Many women in coquettish cheongsams and curly hair stared at the men walking back and forth with frivolous expressions.

It's called 'Widow's Alley', and it's all about flesh and blood.The women who come here are not clean, and the men are not necessarily good things.Rong An's heart was beating wildly, and when he passed by a woman, his fingers tremblingly reached into the basket on her hand.

Everything happens in an instant.Rong An lowered his eyes and left here pretending to be calm.He tightly clamped the ball of paper between his fingers, and quickly put it in his palm, the sweat in his palm instantly soaked it.

Rong An didn't feel how relaxed he was, on the contrary, he became more and more nervous, and just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

His pace increased suddenly, almost running.Rong An turned around abruptly, stuck to the wall of the alley bend, raised his hand tremblingly, and saw what was in his hand.

That's not paper money, it's food stamps.

Here, you need both banknotes and food stamps to buy things.For most people, food stamps are more important than banknotes, but Rong An's family still has a lot of food stamps, and the only thing they lack is banknotes.It stands to reason that he can use food stamps to exchange banknotes with other people's houses, but no one is willing to accept their food stamps.Rong An gave a wry smile, put the food stamp on the ground, paused, he thought, he should return the food stamp.Such a piece of paper may be related to the lives of a family.

At that time, Rong An never thought that this seemingly kind act almost killed him.

Rong An peeked at the woman.Maybe it was the sound of him running away just now that woke her up.The woman looked down at the basket, and immediately realized that the food stamps were missing.She let out a very ear-piercing scream, which made Rong An stand up and take a few steps back.

The woman immediately noticed his presence, her eyes were a little frightened, and for a long time, she stomped her feet and shouted:

"Come on! Catch the thief——"

Rong An shook his head, stepped back step by step, his clenched fists were loosened, and the food stamps fluttered to the ground.

Most of the men who came out of the room were physically strong. They turned their heads to look at the woman, and when they saw the woman pointing at Rong An angrily, they turned their heads to look at Rong An again.

When they saw Rong An's food stamps on the ground, they were stunned for a moment.The first person to react was a man with a long face. He walked forward with a ferocious face and shouted at Rong An:

"Boy! Come here!"

Where could Rong An pass, he stepped back, turned around a second later, and ran away.

In fact, if Rong An didn't run away at that time, he just stayed there, explained a few words, apologized, and he would be fine.But it was his first time stealing, so he panicked and was very scared.His heart was so loud that it almost jumped out of his chest.

When the men saw that Rong An had run away, they subconsciously started chasing him.At Rong An's age, he ran much faster than them, and he ran even faster under extreme fear.

But there is a word for panic and blindness, Rong An has never been to this kind of red light district, and soon got lost and came to a dead end.Four men surrounded him, approaching step by step.Cold sweat ran down Rong An's forehead, he frowned, extremely flustered.

The man who was irritated by the act of running away quickly subdued a teenager who hadn't had enough to eat. They stepped on Rong An's back and beat him where it hurts the most.Belly, chest, face, nose and mouth.The men were merciless and kicked him to the ground. Seeing that his nose was bleeding, they still punched him.

After a while, the woman whose food stamps were stolen rushed over, looked at Rong An with bruised eyes, and let out a contemptuous 'pooh'.

"What about food stamps?"

the woman asked.

Rong An was stunned for a moment and said:

"I just put it on the ground."

"Lie!" The long-faced man kicked Rong An in the stomach.After eating sweet potatoes for such a long time, Rong An's stomach was always in pain as if it was burning, this kick happened to hit his stomach, Rong An retched, lay on the ground and twitched.

Regardless of Rong An's pale face, the long-faced man casually flipped through Rong An's upper body clothes, and found that there were no food stamps, so he said to the person next to him:

"What are you standing there for? —Take off his pants!"

The man next to him didn't react at first, and then someone narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said:

"What do you mean? Do you want to change your taste today?" Then he looked Rong An up and down, and said, "This kid has thin skin and tender flesh, and he looks pretty good."