tall and rhubarb

On a rainy night, Gao Chang and the others were sitting in front of their house, Suobo was shaking the silk reeling machine whirringly, and Simba was squatting by the side of the basin watching the silkworm cocoons rolling inside.Gao Chang set out the small table at home, and the table was full of steamed crabs. Rhubarb held a small hammer in his hand and was beating the crab legs one by one. Gao Chang sat opposite him and picked them. crabmeat.

Miaozai wandered around under the table, hoping that Gao Chang would accidentally drop a piece of crab meat. Of course, there will always be some when he misses, but unfortunately there are not many.Yingzi shrank his neck and stood on the beam, grunting from time to time. The rainy day was really depressing for him.

Now people in several nearby villages have started to store crab meat. For them, crabs are relatively easy to catch seafood. They don’t need to go to the sea, just stand on the embankment and hang with a rope. Therefore, some families with enough labor, There are often too many crabs to eat. At this time, most people will steam the crabs, then pick out the crab meat, bake and dry it for storage.

There are several bamboo baskets under the table, some are filled with crab roe, some are filled with crab meat, and some are filled with crab shells. These crab shells will not be wasted in the end, except that some of them will be used as medicine by Old Ninth Uncle and Wei Changrui. In addition, Bai Bao and the others are also collecting, because it is not a good thing, so basically a few taels of salt can be exchanged for as many crab shells as a hill.

When Bai Bao had just finished repairing the seawall, he asked his brothers to build a salt farm by the side of the road.People from other villages, if they want to go to the beach to dry some salt and eat it by themselves, there is no problem, but if they want to compete with them for business, it is absolutely impossible. So far, no one in this area dares to compete with Bai Bao for business.

Now he trades salt for crab shells. It is useless for everyone to keep the crab shells by themselves. Everyone is very happy to exchange some salt, and they collect them by the way every time they send silk and cloth. Crab shells are also very convenient, so Bai Bao's business went relatively smoothly.This guy turned his yard into a small workshop, a group of brothers hey yo hey yo took turns grinding crab shell powder, everyone was exhausted haha.

After it rained for the past two days, everyone had a lot of leisure. They didn't go to the seaside, they didn't need to be busy in the fields, and Bai Bao and the others stopped going out. The atmosphere in the village suddenly became more relaxed.The orange-red fire dispelled the cold and damp. The villagers sat around the yard, doing their own work, and sometimes talking and laughing.

Children like to get together to play after finishing what adults have told them to do. Most of the games like picking sticks and catching stones are played by girls. Boys prefer to play paper cannons and roll coins. They are considered rare things these days, so winning or losing is very important, and they often blush and thicken their necks.

With Gao Chang's encouragement, Suobo also played paper cannons with them for a few days. This baby is quite talented. After watching Gao Chang a few times, he has never seen him lose, because there is still a wolf watching from the side. No one was bold enough to play tricks, and if they lost, they had to obediently surrender. Within a few days, the boys in the village lost a box of paper cannons to Gao Chang's house, and no one would play with Suobo anymore.

Sobo was a little unfinished, and Simba also had a look of regret, because the paper they won was still very useful. They disassembled the paper cannons, picked out the ones with patterns for their collection, and smoothed out some clean and blank paper. together.Although the children in the village also follow the monks to read and read, they no longer have textbooks and homework books. What they use to practice calligraphy is a large sand table in the classroom. Teachers and students form a circle, and all teaching is done on the sand table.

Life is so peaceful and stable, only Zheng Guoqiang's family, because the daughter left home and joined the girl's gang, it is inevitable that the villagers will say a few words behind their backs.During dinner two days ago, someone saw Lin Chunmei with injuries on her face and asked her what was wrong. She said that she fell while going up the stairs, but everyone didn't believe her and guessed that she was beaten by her son.

Since she refused to say it herself, even if the people in the village wanted to help, they couldn't help.What's more, to put it bluntly, this son is also a child that their family is used to. If you grow melons, you will reap melons, and you will reap beans. Is it possible that you want to harvest watermelons after planting sesame seeds?

I don’t know what’s wrong with the rain, it never ends. A few educated young people in the village speculate whether it’s because the concentration of seawater has become lower, so the water vapor evaporates faster, so there is more rain.There is some truth to this statement, but according to this, it will not rain twice for three days in the future. Wasn't it fine a while ago?

No one can answer this question. The climate system is very complicated, and professionals who have researched in this area are needed to say something ugly.However, the experts may not be free right now. They have just settled down in the western plateau area, and various agencies and units may also be reduced and adjusted. It is estimated that a large number of people are facing the danger of their careers. Who cares about the thunder outside? It's still raining.

It has been a while since Bai Bao mentioned to Gao Chang about the establishment of a mutant regime in Southwest China. The mutants in the elementary school have been silent for a long time. The heart saves the belly of a gentleman.

However, the accident happened on a rainy day. This morning, Gao Chang hugged the dog-shaped Rhubarb not long after falling asleep. At about 10:30, Rhubarb suddenly frowned and opened his eyes. Gao Chang also woke up soon after. Yes, next door, Simba is walking up and down the room anxiously.

The smell of blood!The smell of human blood!

With Rhubarb and Simba's keen sense of smell, they can even smell that the blood comes from many different people.Their area has always been relatively peaceful, but suddenly there is such a strong smell of blood from the mountain, it is very likely that some village has been attacked.The defense modes of the nearby villages are very similar. If an accident occurs in one village, it means that other villages are also in danger.

"Take a good look at Suobo, I'll go out with Dahuang to have a look."

Gao Chang went to the next room to explain, and then he and Da Huang quickly turned out of the yard and walked up the road. The more we walked, the more certain that the accident must be at the elementary school.Logically speaking, it shouldn't be, because although the defense mode of the elementary school is similar to that of other villages, the people living in it are all mutants, and their defense power should be stronger than other villages, not to mention it is still daytime.

It's not a natural disaster, it's a man-made disaster. Gao Chang felt a little heavy in his heart. Since the appearance of the blue sun, although many people have died in their village, so far no one has been killed by people from this village, and no one from other villages has died. No, even in the town, I have never heard of such a thing happening.

Now these mutated people have started killing on their territory, even if they killed their own people, it would be a desecration of this land.How big a person do they think they are, how dare they not take human life seriously?

"All of us mutants must keep in mind! Ever since we accepted the baptism of the blue sun! We are no longer in the same world with them! During this period of time between the old and the new! Those who have not evolved! They must be our enemies ! Are we going to rely on the enemy's handouts to survive? Where should the dignity of our mutants be placed?"

"The Southwest has established our own regime! This world will be ours sooner or later! Now, I will lead you to the Southwest! Work hard to create our own country! The blue sun is our patron saint! Who can stop it Our founding cause!?"

Far away, Gao Chang heard an impassioned speech. The person who spoke, Gao Chang, had met several times and remembered his voice. He was a middle-aged man of 45 or six, with a Chinese character face and thick hair, and he always wore a great man's face. Gao Chang thought he was an official fan at first glance, but he didn't expect that he was a naked careerist!

"Why, can't wait to become the emperor?" Gao Chang asked him with a grin on the bloody playground, his face lacked the usual carelessness, and his eyes were stained with murderous intent.

"Are you a mutant too?" The mutants on the playground were in a mess, and Hei Youyou pointed all his guns at the two men who appeared suddenly. Come in, who among the mutants present can do this?But the middle-aged man who spoke, apart from being flustered, had a bit of surprise in his eyes. With the help of this person, he would definitely be able to achieve great things.

"Did you kill these people?" Gao Chang asked without answering. Now the playground where he is standing has been surrounded by a wall. At the bottom of the wall on the south side, there are more than a dozen corpses lying in a crumbling manner. Gao Chang took a rough look. Suddenly, they were all mutants, and there were no people from other villages mixed in.The rain mixed with blood flowed all over the playground. These people stood on the blood of their companions and talked enthusiastically about their great cause of founding a country.

"If you want to achieve great things, you must sacrifice. Maybe you can't understand why I do this now, but one day, you will understand that the trend of history cannot be stopped by anyone." The man said righteously .

"Stop dreaming, you will never be a leader in your life." Gao Chang unceremoniously exposed the wolfish ambition behind his morality.

"I am willing to dedicate my life to the great cause of the founding of the country!" This person is obviously very good at singing high-profile, and then he began to try his best to win Gao Chang: "Don't be obsessed with your obsession anymore. Birds of a kind gather and people are divided into groups. Now that you have passed the The baptism of the blue sun is naturally one of us, what else can those villagers bring you besides holding you back, you hold up a protective umbrella for them, but one day they will regard you as a different kind."

"Oh? I think it's pretty good, at least they won't push me to sacrifice." Gao Chang didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he finally asked another question: "Want to taste the taste of sacrifice?"

"!" The man's eyes were wide open, and all the guns on the playground were pointed at Gao Chang. In this place, everyone knew that Gao Chang was good at martial arts, but no one dared to imagine that he could dodge bullets.Gao Chang made a few dodges, and then he missed several shots. He practiced every day, but he was doing nothing for nothing. In the blink of an eye, he pinched the man's neck in his own hands.

At this time, Rhubarb also confiscated the weapons of those people on the playground, and piled them on the ground like broken copper, but no one dared to reach out to pick them up.

"How about it, isn't the taste of killing and being killed very different?" Facing such a scumbag, Gao Chang didn't have any pity in his heart. Since he despised life, let him taste the feeling of being despised.

"Ho...ho..." The man was held up by the neck, and his legs kicked weakly, like a dying duck. In the face of death, he couldn't remember any ambitions or revenge, and the whole world collapsed. There is only boundless fear and a strong desire to continue living, not wanting to die!

With a sound of "click", Gao Chang pinched his neck decisively. No one else needs to tell the feeling of dying. Gao Chang himself knows best. Little by little, good and not so good, there is only one thought over and over in my heart, I want to live.

"Now it's your turn." Throwing the man's body on the ground dripping with rain and blood like trash, Gao Chang turned around and looked at the group of mutants expressionlessly, without a trace of tolerance in his eyes .