The Big Landlord

In the operating room, Xiaohui lay quietly on the operating table. The painkillers stopped him from convulsing. The dripping liquid temporarily restored his senses. He had already woken up and learned the reality that he needed to amputate his palms. , He was staring at the ceiling numbly, occasionally looking at the palm that was about to not belong to him, and closing his eyes twice.

"Xiaohui," Wang Ben walked over gently and called out simply, there were a lot of words in his heart, but he couldn't say anything.

"Book," Xiaohui spit out two words weakly, raising his arm as if trying to reach out, but he didn't make it, his eyes were helpless and desperate.

"As long as I have a bite to eat in the future, I will not miss you!" Wang Ben said very firmly.

"Will you treat me as a waste?" Xiaohui looked at him blankly, with hope in his eyes.

"I..." Wang Ben bit his lip and hesitated. In his heart, he really thought so.

"Okay," patted Xiaohui on the shoulder and nodded at Xiaohui. He turned and walked out of the operating room. He couldn't stand the atmosphere.

It was very quiet in the emergency room. The doctors and nurses were preparing the instruments for surgery. in his hand.

He took out a stack and handed it to Zheng Kehuo. It was about 5,000 yuan. The operation should be enough. For the rest, let them prepare some nutrients for Xiaohui. Li Erwa paid back the hundreds of dollars in advance. It's not easy to earn a few money by working outside. Although he was reckless and caused a big disaster, at least he didn't mean it. Whatever he wanted to express, let him do it.

Turning around and walking out of the hospital, Wang Ben didn't want to stay here any longer, and didn't want to see Xiaohui's desperate expression after losing his palm.

He took off his blood-stained coat, wiped the bright red spots on the motorcycle that had already solidified, and rushed home against the whistling cold wind.

At the entrance of the main room, the firecrackers with 3,000 bangs on their backs were lying there quietly. I don't know who helped him carry them back. The small firecrackers were connected in series, and the thick paper tubes were wrapped in solid soil. It must be so delicate, this is Xiaohui's last masterpiece, and he will never be able to do it again.

It was getting dark, Feicui was still at home and was bringing Linglong to help Zhang Luo with dinner. She was also terrified when Wang Ben came back with Xiaohui covered in blood on his back. At this time, she chose to help share the burden. Under her guidance, Xiao Linglong was holding a kitchen knife and timidly cutting shredded radishes. After this period of teaching, Linglong was able to cook rice by herself.

Watching this scene, Wang Ben smiled for the first time in a long time, a satisfied smile.

Everyone in life is constantly making choices, and the destiny arranged by God is coming every day, and he can only face, meet, and challenge. I believe that he can continue to enjoy this warm and peaceful rural life. Breaking a world in the city, I also believe that Xiaohui can overcome this difficulty.

The clock turns round and round, the days go by, the calendars are torn off one by one, the pace of time will not stop because of someone's accident, and the atmosphere of the New Year will not be dimmed by someone's sadness. Eighth, there are no thirty days in the lunar calendar this month, and tomorrow will be New Year's Eve.

Taking out the New Year's goods he bought earlier, Wang Ben began to display them. The bright red lanterns were hung under the eaves, the Spring Festival couplets with gold characters were painted with glue, and one was posted on the edge of the door, the main room door, the side room door, the bedroom door, and the kitchen room. The front and rear doors did not fall down, and they were all pasted over and over. There was a doorman on one side of the two main doors, and they were pasted properly.

"Brother Ben, Linglong wants to hang a Chinese knot!"

Linglong ran over with a string of big Chinese knots,

Said with a smile, a small hand was raised high, so that the Chinese knot did not drag the floor. In the past few days of the Chinese New Year, Wang Ben did not let Feicui come again, and Linglong's study was temporarily put down, so that they could enjoy the joyous festival to the fullest.

When he came to the wall of the main room, he picked up Linglong and held it high in the air. Linglong gently hung the Chinese knot on the nail on the wall, and the two red dots at the bottom swayed gently.

"Does it look good?" Wang Ben asked with a smile.

"Good-looking!" Linglong replied happily, staring at the string of Chinese knots.

After arranging these festive things, Wang Ben brought out the plates and placed them on the dustpan, filled with peanuts, melon seeds, candy, fruit, and chocolate. The dustpan was full. convenient.

"book!"

There were cordial shouts from outside the house, and a handsome young man in a suit and gold glasses appeared at the door.

"Zijian!" Wang Ben exclaimed happily, hurried up to meet him.

Both raised their palms, slapped hard, then clenched their fists to touch, this is their way of greeting,

Zijian, whose full name is Liu Zijian, is the son of Liu Changsheng, the captain of Xiushuiwan. He is one of Wang Ben's best friends since childhood. In the whole Xiushuiwan, Wang Ben has the best relationship with Zhan Wu and Zijian, plus a follower Xiao. Hui, the four of them fought group fights together, hid in the sand ditch to play poker together, stole fruit together, and fought dogs to eat meat together.

Zijian is currently in his third year of high school. Because his family is in good condition and he has relatives in Yongfeng City, he did not choose to study high school in the town, but went to a children's school in the city. I had an internship in the city, and I hurried back home after seeing that it was New Year's Day tomorrow. During the six months that Wang Ben returned to the village, he hadn't even seen him once.

After entering the room and sitting down, Wang Ben frowned and looked at it a few times, and said with an exaggerated joke: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's different in the city, it's like a beast!"

"No way, I can't keep making the classmates in the city laugh at me as a peasant," Zi Jiantan said helplessly.

"What's wrong with the farmer, I'm an authentic farmer," Wang Ben said proudly, patting his chest.

"Who told you to choose secondary school at that time, you don't have a job, you deserve it!" Zijian laughed happily. Before he came, he had heard about Wang Ben from his family.

"If I were in high school, I would have starved to death," Wang Ben said indifferently.

"Yo, both of you are here!"

A strong voice sounded, and a burly figure appeared. It wasn't Zhan Wu or who it was. This kid really came back after all the words. Uncle Tuesday and Mother Tuesday must be very happy.

"Haha, we finally got together!" Zijian smiled happily, stood up with Wang Ben, and went forward together.

"Yeah, let's go and grab a dog from the next team to eat!" Zhan Wu waved his powerful fist and said eagerly.

"I know you, it's not going to be good when you come back," Zijian said angrily.

The two chatted excitedly, but Wang Ben sighed, "It's just Xiaohui."

Although the friendship between Xiaohui and the three of them can't be compared, it is especially missed during this reunion.

"Let's go see him together," Zhan Wu suggested.

"You guys go, I don't want to go," Wang Ben said in a low voice. He had already made several trips to the hospital during this time. He didn't want to feel the dull atmosphere, nor did he want to dilute the strong New Year's flavor because of this. festive.

"Okay, we'll go back when we go, book, you're ready to get the guy, and we'll fight the dog together in the afternoon!" Zhan Wu laughed.

"Okay," Wang Ben agreed, throwing the motorcycle key to Zhan Wu.

A lump of meat, a foreign shovel, a sharp-pointed steel drill, a rope, a sack, a few small plastic bags, everything is ready, just wait for the two to come back, I don’t know which dog suffered today .