Childhood + quiet Liaohe - Chapter 27:

Grandma cunt’s father is not wrong. After this catastrophe, people’s daily necessities are extremely scarce, but they have to implement the rationing system.

If you want to buy sugar, you need sugar tickets; if you buy meat, you need meat tickets; if you buy cloth, you need cloth tickets; if you want to buy cigarettes, you need tobacco tickets; if you want to treat a restaurant, I’m sorry, the food coupon will be brought.

Without all kinds of bills, queuing is really a white line.

Sometimes, even with bills in hand, it is futile to line up. Standing behind a long line and scratching one’s ears, one can finally get to the front. Hua, the shop is closed: the goods are sold out. If you want to buy them, please come back tomorrow.

Food is the most important thing for the people. When they are in a hurry, the order of the market is often in disorder. When the truck carrying goods has just arrived at the door of the supply shop, everyone, like countless ants drilling out of the ground, will swarm around the shop and the truck with a buzz, rushing to take out the meat tickets in succession. However, the pork is limited, and the impatient citizens simply grab it.

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All of a sudden, the gunfire was loud, and workers and militia dressed in green military uniform and with red sleeves on their arms rushed to maintain order. After a burst of clear gunfire, the crazy crowd quieted down a little.

“Line up, line up”

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the workers and militia carry big guns and push the crowd.

“Hey,”

looking at the new spear in the hands of the workers and militia, grandma’s cunt dirty face showed a trace of envy: “what a beautiful gun!”

Finish saying, Granny cunt can’t help but get close to the worker’s militia, quietly stroking the glittering butt of the gun. The worker’s militia saw this, frowned, and slapped the butt of the gun in the past, and mercilessly hit grandma cunt’s leg: “go away, dare to monkey again, I’ll bang you with a damn gun!”

“Uncle,”

grandma cunt took out a package of extremely tight Phoenix cigarettes, took out one, and handed it over: “uncle, don’t be angry, I have no other meaning, I just like your gun, what a beautiful gun!”

“Hum,”

when he saw that the order was gradually getting better in front of the shop, the workers and militia’s temper was much better. He took his grandmother cunt’s high-grade cigarette without any politeness: “little bunny, your energy is not small. Wow, how can you get Fenghuang smoke?”

“It’s a little fun, it’s a little fun.”

grandma cunt once again touched the long gun of the people’s soldiers. The workers and the militia took a strong puff of smoke and boasted with pride: “shit, I haven’t seen it. This is the latest type of multiple shot rifle, which has just been put out of the warehouse!”

In addition to the girl’s urine, what can arouse grandma cunt’s interest most is all kinds of weapons, knives, sticks, sticks and other fighting equipment. After giving the workers and militia a cigarette, grandma Bi admires the spear in the hands of the workers’ soldiers. He will touch the gun rod, touch the barrel, and finally, his dim eyes fall on the cold light On: “Wow, what a long spear, this corner, this edge, a knife in the past, I’m sure it’s cool!”

Granny cunt not only loves all kinds of weapons, but also hopes to take them as their own. It’s like us who are lustful people try to ride all the beauties in the world and hide them in the deep courtyard.

I know this thing most clearly. In my grandmother cunt’s home, I collect all kinds of murdering instruments that make me shiver and chill: Folk earth gun, triangular scraper, three section whip, seven section whip, powerful catapult, long rod dart gun, ghost machete, countless daggers, etc.

“Fuck, grandma cunt, not how to do,”

whenever there is a dispute with people, Granny cunt will flaunt his chest and declare war on the other side: “grandma cunt, do not accept, is not, OK, dare to throw a point, contest!”

The so-called “dot” aggressive people, everyone knows, is a long abandoned zoo a few miles away from the school.

Standing on the observation window of the teaching building, you can’t help but sigh: the area of the zoo is so large, so vast, and so open and wild. It seems that the zoo is a virgin land floating from Changbai Mountain, which is very inharmoniously and rigidly embedded in the noisy urban center.

“Go”

every time I fight with people, grandma cunt will force me to join the army. At first, when I heard about going to the zoo to fight with people, I couldn’t help shaking all over my body and shaking my legs violently. I almost collapsed. Seeing my embarrassment, grandma Bi turned her lips in disdain: “idiot, coward, lol,”

grandma cunt will be a bunch of flowers The door’s fighting equipment, stuffed into my arms: “hold, don’t be afraid, don’t let you fight, you can show us the pile!”

Oh — hearing my grandmother’s cunt words, I breathed a long sigh, and my heart was more or less quiet: it was OK to take care of the weapons for them, which was 100 times better than fighting with a big knife blade and not being disabled.

The so-called zoo, but can not see an animal, even a small white rabbit can, no, in the vast zoo, can see is the towering pines and cypresses, waist less weeds and dilapidated ruins.

In general, the battle field of fighting, which usually flows through the river bank of the zoo, is also the widest and longest river in the city.

The open terrain, and there is an ideal big beach. In the past, it was a good place for citizens to swim and rest. Now, it is a arena for people to talk about.

It should be pointed out that the reason why granny cunt and his Togolese brothers fight each other is not as noble and pure as those arrogant intellectuals in my dormitory building, and has nothing to do with politics.

Some of the reasons are really hard to talk about. They are ridiculous and filthy. For example, Granny cunt’s horse was prized by others; granny’s second brother’s coal was stolen; granny’s sister-in-law bit her husband’s head off All these are the causes of possible fighting.

It’s not every time a fight is fought in all directions, the sky is dark and the ground is dark, the rocks are flying, the head is broken, the blood is broken, the arms and legs are broken.

Before the start of the fight, the two sides involved in the fight in formation, in the open, sunny sand on the fierce confrontation.

The leader of the other side first stepped out of the line. The momentum and the manner were like gladiators in the Colosseum of ancient Rome. As soon as they came to the opposite side, they looked at each other coldly. Then, they stated the reasons for the fight.

I stood in the shade near the beach, my restless eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

Ha, talking, talking, all of a sudden, the original mortal enemy, unexpectedly let me shake hands, and then, respect each other cigarettes.

Soon, the teams of the two sides broke up, the murderous beach suddenly became peaceful, and the fighting became a peace talk.

“Why don’t they fight?”

I am a little disappointed to ask grandma cunt way, grandma cunt explained: “Hey, the original ah, we all know, are a big brother, eat in a stove, misunderstood!”

If there is no social connection between the two sides of the fight, the early negotiation will be completely broken down, and there will be only a fight and a fight between the two sides.

I saw, on the clean beach, the sound of killing everywhere, sticks, sticks, knives, guns collided with each other, issued bursts of crisp sound, it sounds like I am not cold and millet.

“Flatter him, flatter him!”

“Get rid of him, get rid of him!”

“Waste him, waste him!”

　　“……”

Bang bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang With a sound, he collapsed to the ground.

For a long time, I touched my head in shock: Oh, thank God, my head is still there, and I haven’t been hurt at all.

I am secretly glad, just sat up, a pile of broken stones like meteorite rain from the sky, hit me head and face, I exclaimed, covered my head and fled into the dense pine forest.

As a result of slow movement, back, buttocks on the egg, was mercilessly hit by gravel, first of all, the pain is incomparable, soon will drum up several red meat bags.

Finally, I hugged an old pine and cypress as thick as a waist plate, and hid behind the tree pole trembling. I did not dare to move. I only hoped that the fight would end earlier, so that I could escape from the zoo as soon as possible.

“Ah –”

after a scream, a young man of the other side was knocked down. He was holding a bloody leg and howling in despair. Unfortunately, the young man collapsed in the chaos of his grandmother’s brother cunt. His side suddenly showed his precious chivalry. Not only did they not take the opportunity to continue to attack him, but also vent to him Angry, but stretched out his hand and carried him to the woods: “you are injured, not you!”

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

They left the young man with stumped legs beside the woods and let him groan miserably, and rushed into the big fighting array again!

It is very funny to learn that if the two sides of the fight first surrender and declare their defeat, all the expenses of the fight, including the medical expenses of the disabled, should be borne by the defeated party.

It’s like the two countries fighting, and the loser bears all the military expenses.

“Ouch,”

standing beside my grandmother cunt, I was silently thinking about that unforgettable fighting scene. The worker militia murmured: “this gun is too long, too dangerous. If there are so many people, I can’t bear the responsibility if I stab anyone!”

Finish saying that, he took off the sharp long spear stab, put it on the windowsill behind him, continued to talk with grandma cunt boundlessly.

All of a sudden, there was another riot at the door of the shop. When the workers and the militia heard the news, they took up their guns and went over to them.

I slipped quietly to the window sill, saw the workers and militia disappear in the tide of the crowd, I summoned up the courage, grabbed the long spear, quickly put it under my arm, in the chaos, fled.

“Ha ha”

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the clever grandmother cunt closely followed me: “good boy, you are so brave

Since then, I accidentally got a proud weapon, a long spear that people fear. Usually, I hide it in the square tower of the teaching building. If there is a conflict with anyone and quarrel, I will pull the spear out and shake it in front of the enemy like Xiang Zhuang dancing a sword: “fuck, grandma is cunt, I don’t accept how!”

I imitate grandma cunt tone, provocative way: “fuck, grandma cunt, do not accept, throw a point, contest!”

“Man,”

@ P > grandma cunt was salivating at my spear: “lend me to play, man, can’t you lend me to play, I’ll invite you to the restaurant!”

“Let’s go”

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I’m reluctant to lend my beloved spear to grandma cunt, but I can’t refuse him completely. So, I put the spear in my clothes and suggested to grandma cunt: “go, go to the zoo’s woods and play!”

“Let’s go”

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grandma followed me excitedly and ran into the open zoo.

The zoo is full of strange tranquility. Birds stand on the branches of pines and cypresses, happily singing love songs; frogs in the puddles beside the river are muttering lazily; lovely butterfly flowers are wandering restlessly on the grass tips and trees; red dragonflies are buzzing all over the trees; the blazing sun is burning the earth with no scruples The river is covered with dazzling white light; towering pines and cypresses stand peacefully, and their thick branches caress each other, making a rustling and pleasant sound.

“Whoa — whoa…”

All of a sudden, at the other end of the pine forest, came a baby boy’s sniveling sound. The shrill, bleak wail sounded like a lamb that had just fallen to the earth.

I thrust my spear into Grandma cunt’s hand and followed the sound. At the edge of the pine forest, a boy about one year old was crawling on the ground with bare feet. His dirty face was covered with tears, mouth fluid and snot. Behind him was a long and thin hemp rope. The other end of the rope was tied to a pine pole thicker than my waist.

“Who is he?”

I asked myself and ran to the baby boy quickly. First of all, I untied the hemp rope on the baby boy. Grandma cunt suddenly exclaimed, “man, look at it.”

grandma Bi handed a piece of paper: “this is what I found under the tree. Look, what’s written on it!”

“Oh,”

I took the paper and unfolded it. At first glance, it was a bit misty. But after reading it carefully, I immediately felt that the writing style was fluent and standard, and it was not written by ordinary people: “Dear revolutionary generals and dear comrades: I am sorry for the people, I am sorry for the party, I am sorry for…”

“Hi, hi”

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grandma cunt pushed me: “brother, don’t read the damn, I know, his mother jumped into the river to commit suicide, man, what should he do, put it here, can’t starve to death?”

“Yes,”

I put the unfinished pieces of paper into my pants pocket, and without thinking about it, I picked up the crying baby boy: “grandma cunt, let’s go and send him to school!”

“Ah, OK, man,”

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grandma cunt waved the spear in her wave: “what about this thing? What can I do? I can’t take it to school. The headmaster sees it and can’t clean us up!”

“Shit, hide it in the woods first, fool!”

After that, I ran out of the zoo with the baby boy in my arms, and rushed into the teaching building breathlessly. When I stepped into the door of the headmaster’s office in a sweat, I ran into my mother unexpectedly. My mother looked at me bewildered: “this, this is the child of whose family, let you hold it? Xiaoli, whose child are you holding? ”

“Mom, I don’t know whose family he belongs to either.”

I put the baby boy on a wooden chair, took out a piece of paper and handed it to my mother. My mother unfolded the paper and squinted at it at a glance. Suddenly, she slapped the paper on the desk. I was about to open my mouth, and bam — I was hit heavily on my cheek: “it’s time to die, and you’re going to make trouble for me No? ”

“Mom,”

I covered my cheek which was reddened by my mother, and looked at my mother with a confused face: “Mom, what’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with me?”