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"Sister, this time Uncle Da Nan's house and Brother Qiang can't come back."
Xiaodong is still so young, but he already knows that life is gone.
Shen Qingci's fingers paused, not knowing how to comfort the child.
"Father and Big Brother are gone, and Xiaodong will be the same in the future."
"That's going to be a long time," Shen Qingci broke Xiaodong's little finger and counted. "Xiaodong is only five years old now. When we grow up, we still have ten years to go. Maybe ten years later, we will find a new one. When the time comes, there will be no need for the clansmen to fight for their lives."
"really?"
Xiaodong choked, but also sadly dropped the golden beans.
"My mother only has Xiaodong, Xiaodong still doesn't want to die."
Shen Qingci's heart is inexplicably sad. This is how old a child is. Now he knows life and death, but life and death are actually a long time for them. They may not even remember this time. .
Just like a four-year-old, she had forgotten even her mother's looks in the last life.
She comforted Xiaodong for a long time. This was the time to coax the child. At this moment, a small partner was looking for Xiaodong to play with. Xiaodong wiped his tears and ran out.
I still don't know how to feel sad when I'm still a teenager.
In fact, life and death are still too small for them, and too far away.
Shen Qingci didn’t know the two people who took the salt this time. He just knew that he was an honest farmer who had met one or two times. He didn’t remember very well. What he remembered was that he had a smiling face and that A sixteen-year-old boy, helped her pick peach blossoms.
On this day, everyone in the village went to see them off. After they bid farewell to their relatives, they climbed up the mountain in tears.
The rice made by Xiao Dongniang is still tasteless, as is the taste without salt. Shen Qingci can see that the worry in Xiao Dongniang’s eyes is indeed that they won’t come back, because if they don’t come back, not only It means that they will have no salt to eat, and it also means that maybe Murakami will have two more powerful labors to die.
As it was back then.
The village chief only gave birth to Xiaodong's son. On the salt-collecting day of that year, Xiaodong's father was selected. Xiaodong's father decisively left. But this year, Xiaodong's father did not come back. Later they had to Two more people were selected.
But this time, the eldest son of Xiao Dongniang was drawn. Xiao Dongniang was almost blinded by crying. She had no husband just now, and this time the eldest son was going to die again.
But there is no way. Murakami's ancestors have been the same for generations, even the village chief.
And now Xiao Dongniang is also guarding Xiaodong. If something happens to Xiaodong, then as far as Xiao Dongniang is concerned, she will almost be killed.
Shen Qingcici came to the big mountain again, she stretched out her hand to touch the stone, which is very hard, all of which are stones.
"You are here too."
The village chief came over with a cane, but it was only a few days away. What's more, he seems to be a little older. He was originally a gray beard, but it was white again.
"The village chief, can this be dug up?"
Shen Qingci asked the village, so that every year he would lose two men, who are still men. To be honest, this is almost a disaster for the village. If there are fewer young men in the village, then when the time comes This village is not just left with the old, weak, sick, and disabled. It’s no wonder that she always feels that there are more women and fewer men, just like the village chief’s house, and there is not even a strong labor. The work in the field was done by Xiao Dongniang and the village chief. After all, Xiao Dongniang was a woman, and the village chief was also very old.
Many people in the village do the same.
It turned out not because of anything else, but because the strong labor in their home was gone.
The village chief sighed and looked at the stone mountain in front of him. His father and brother, his son, his grandson, and perhaps his children and grandchildren were all going to die because of this mountain. Did the Lingren avoid the punishment of the war gang?
"We tried," the village chief said, putting his fingers on these stones, touching them one by one, just like touching the heroic spirits of their dead relatives.
"We have thought about Yugong moving the mountain. Even if we dig a piece a day, we can't dig in a year, we can dig for two years, we can't dig for 10 years, we can't dig for 10 years, and there are still a hundred years, but the stones here are very hard. , I can’t dig a piece at all."
Yes, how could they have not thought about digging the mountain. If they could dig it, they would have already digged it, and they won’t wait until now, because that year the elders wanted to dig the mountain. The children came here and tried their best. The land was barren and the grain was in short supply, but they didn’t dig out half a stone. That year, they were barely clothed, had no food, and were hungry. Many people have died, and now this mountain is a demon to them.A demon who could kill their entire village.
Shen Qingci turned around again and pressed her face against the rocky mountain. She closed her eyes, wondering what she was feeling or listening to?
Those who got the lottery came back after the tenth day. It was the sixteen-year-old boy who came back with a few bags of salt on his back, and his clothes were tattered, almost missing a piece. Good skin.
His family hugged him and cried loudly, but the middle-aged man in his forties did not come back.
This kind of despair was felt even by the outsider of Shen Qingci.
This night they finally ate the food with salt, but when the food was eaten in his mouth, Shen Qingci couldn't help but feel his stomach turned back. He stood up and also covered his chest. He ran out, and even vomited all the food that he had just eaten, even the yellow bile.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Xiao Dongniang came out quickly, thinking that Shen Qingci was uncomfortable?This is so good, why did you throw up?
Shen Qingci stood up straight, and a tear rolled from the corner of his eyes suddenly.
"Sister-in-law, I don't want to eat salt, I think it used to be delicious."
When Xiao Dongniang thought of something, she covered her face and started crying.
She cried for her husband, she cried for her eldest son, and possibly her younger son in the future.
And Shen Qingci really found that she couldn't eat salt, she couldn't eat salty things, she would vomit as long as she ate salty things, because she would remember that the salt was exchanged for the flesh and blood of the villagers.
What she ate was not salt at all, but their blood, their flesh, and their bodies.
If they don't eat salt, they won't die. If they don't eat salt, there won't be so many people going to such dangerous places to exchange their lives for salt. If they don't eat salt, many people will live.