For several days, Li Tianming wandered around the village like a lonely ghost, and when he saw pedestrians, he hid from afar.

Several times, he stood on the hill in the distance and looked at his home. In the past few days, I don’t know how many people have come in and out, either openly or secretly.

Those who have been coveting the "Treasure Basin" and the wealth of the Li family have finally had the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Li Tianming remembered the faces of these people, including Zhang Bo in the village, Uncle Li in the next village, and Brother Xing from Houtun... They are often favored and cared for by Li Zhenbei.

At first, everyone pretended to be surfing at the door, as natural as if relatives were visiting each other.

Later, some people pushed the door open and entered without even calling.

The news that the Li family’s father and son were sentenced should have spread all over the past few days.

People coming in and out these days are "incessant" and many people come to "visit" while the night is dark.

Unfortunately, these people came here with excitement and returned in disappointment. The Li family did not have the magnificence as they imagined, nor did they accumulate mountains of gold, silver and treasures. The only one worth a little money in the family was just a few tanks of grain, oil, rice and flour - no different from ordinary families, it was simply unrestrained! There was no such thing as a tomb robber family!

Li Tianming noticed that there were many strange faces entering and leaving the Li family's empty house.

In the past, when the master was there, outsiders were respectful when they passed by the door of Li’s house. Now that the master is gone, even the gangsters on the street dare to come in and out in a swagger.

Li Tianming witnessed all this in the distance. He was not angry, only panic.

Now he is like a frightened bird, not daring to go home or see people. He has no food or drink, and can only steal food from the villagers' fields, and at least he can't starve to death.

A few days later, I heard the loudspeaker from the village shouting from afar: "Tomorrow morning, the township will hold a public verdict meeting. Documents have been issued. Students will suspend classes tomorrow, workers will suspend work, and farmers will organize consciously. Let's go to the township xx road to visit and study..."

After hearing this, Li Tianming was stunned. Since his father and brother were captured, he had not shed a single tear, but now he seemed to feel endless sadness in his heart.

This should be the last chance to meet my father and brother?

"I'm going to look at them again. I haven't said goodbye to them yet..." Li Tianming had a strong thought in his mind.

These days, I have been sleeping outside in the open, my clothes are torn, my hair is long and dirty, and I look like a beggar. If I appear in front of everyone now, many people will probably not recognize that this is the missing fourth child of the Li family.

That evening, Li Tianming sat on the hill and looked at his home from afar. Until the early morning of the next day, when the night gradually faded, he finally made a decision: go back again!

Most of the people in the village were still asleep, and there was no one on the street. Li Tianming secretly came to his door and did not dare to enter through the gate. He turned into the yard from the wall and saw that the yard was in chaos and there were traces of crucian carp soup on the ground.

Li Tianming was stunned, and the scene of having dinner with his father and brother seemed to be yesterday. The eldest brother seemed to be still talking about his unfamiliar wife in Gejia Village.

I hid under the window and eavesdropped for a long time, and after confirming that there was no one, I dared to push the door and go in.

As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned! Is this still the familiar home? The originally neat and clean home became a mess.

Many holes were dug in the wall, several large holes were dug on the ground, and several wooden beams on the roof were broken - the whole house was turned upside down, as if it had been a catastrophe.

The cabinet was broken, the box was rotten, the clothes were thrown everywhere, and there was no complete item in the whole house.

Even the big jar containing rice was smashed, and the rice grains were sprinkled everywhere. Someone had urinated inside, and some left a piece of shit.

Li Tianming didn't care about cleaning up, so he picked up a clean piece of clothes from the ground and changed it. He then scooped water from the yard and washed his body. At this time, the sound of roosters crowing in the distance, and it was almost dawn.

Li Tianming picked up a piece of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror carefully. His hair was long and messy, his face was thin and dull, and his beard was unshakable. This lost face even felt unfamiliar with him.

Li Tianming dispersed his hair and covered most of his face. He picked up a few pieces of clothes and wrapped them in a ball and carried them on his back. He quietly took them out of the yard and rushed to the village.

It took more than twenty miles from the village to the village. Li Tianming walked for an hour or two, but he didn't eat well for several days and was malnourished and could not keep up with his physical strength.

On the way, someone who drove a car to the village passed by. He kindly asked him where he was going and whether he wanted to take a ride. He shook his head and refused. He didn't trust anyone now, and he didn't want to get in touch with any creature with two legs and one mouth.

When I arrived in the village, I found the road mentioned on the trumpet and found that the road was already crowded with people and stretched for several miles.

There was a neat team of elementary school students wearing red scarves; there were working class with serious faces and working clothes; there were peasant brothers who climbed on trees and stood in the ditch.

Li Tianming stood in the distance with trembling trembling, and all he saw were the faces of strangers from outside the village. Even so, he still carefully lowered his head and covered his mouth with his sleeves, and did not dare to contact anyone.

After about half an hour, the parade came and saw more than a dozen Jiefang trucks driving slowly from a distance.

The truck deliberately filled its speed, and the motor roared, shaking people's heartstrings.

Li Tianming squeezed in from the crowd, and everyone was stretching their necks to watch the parade, and no one paid attention to the little man who came in.

From a distance, there was a middle-aged man standing on the front of the first truck, with two fully armed soldiers standing beside each. Both arms were tied to the back, and a square wooden board was hung in front of the prisoner, which read: Shi Tianhua, the crime of a hooligan, the death penalty!

Concise and concise.

The fonts are all written in a brush, and the ink seems to be not dry yet. It is very large and neat Song style, which can be seen very eye-catching in the distance.

Unlike what I imagined, the criminals neither struggled to death nor howled ghosts and wolves. They just stood there silently, lowering their heads, expressionless.

Behind the first truck, the second truck was followed closely, and above the front of the truck, it was Li Zhenbei!

Although there were two fully armed soldiers standing beside him, Li Zhenbei still stood with his head held high, just like when he left home, wearing a Zhongshan suit, his short hair was neatly combed, and his face was filled with a sense of conventional confidence and indifference - if it weren't for the eye-catching wooden sign hanging around his neck, he would look like a majestic leader.

Li Zhenbei, tomb robbery, death penalty!

Li Tianfan stood on the third truck, Tianqing stood on the fourth truck, and Tianfu stood on the fifth truck.

Unlike his father's calmness, the three brothers were dejected and listless, and their former vitality was gone.

Li Tianming didn't know what they had experienced these days, but what is certain is that compared to them, his displaced days were like heaven.

“I don’t know why there is only one person in each car?”

"This is called pomp! Those who paraded today are all those who were sentenced to death!" There are obviously knowledgeable and sensible people in the crowd.

An old man is giving a vivid educational class with several young students:

"Ergazi, have you seen it? You usually whine in the village, be careful of one day... Humph" the second half of the sentence is self-evident.

"Uncle Second, I didn't offend you, why did you curse me like this?" The young man who was scolded was unhappy.

"Hmph, you young people, usually you are all defeated by Zhang Fei. Do you think no one in the village can control you? I'm just joking with my second uncle today and flirting with a girl tomorrow...Hmph, don't think that my second uncle doesn't know anything...Hmph, sooner or later there will be a day of loss...Hmph, don't listen to the old man..."

The old man seemed to have a lot of complaints about the young man, humming and air conditioning in his nose.

"I know why these people die?"

Several young people next to him opened their eyes wide and looked at the old man. After all, they were too young and had never seen any world.

Seeing that the old man had successfully attracted everyone's attention, he deliberately stopped and took out his cigarette pouch to fill it with his tobacco. A young man next to him quickly handed over a cigarette with a filter.

The old man took the cigarette and someone immediately gave him anger.

The old man sucked twice and nodded with satisfaction: "Did you see the row of soldiers with guns? One row of people killed one! Only one person was real bullets, and the others were rubber bullets - this kind of shooting made the prisoner not know who killed him, and he couldn't hold a grudge even if he was a ghost!"

"It's so troublesome, isn't it done if you cover yourself up?" a young man next to him muttered.

"If you cover your head, you will not have the purpose of deterrence! This is to execute the criminal and to uphold justice." The old man gestured with righteousness and drew a gesture of beheading his head downwards.

"Look, there is a sharpshooter who passes through Yang in every queue. This bullet is usually shot at the head, and one shot will lead to a hole." The old man gestured to a hole as big as a bowl.

A truck slammed the accelerator and there was a stir in the crowd.

Seeing everyone's eyes attracted by the team again, the old man continued to raise his voice and said, "Do you think it's over if you kill it with one shot? What else!"

Everyone's eyes were re-centered on him.

The old man said mysteriously: "After shooting, will there be a hole in his head? At this time, someone will go up and stir it in the hole with chopsticks!"

"Damn, why is this?" Several young men were so scared by him that their eyes widened.

The old man coughed, shook his two bare fingers, and the person next to him knew it and handed another cigarette.

"I'm afraid I won't kill anyone with one shot. If I make a few troubles, the Daluo God will not be able to save him!"

The old man took a sudden sip of cigarette and was sucking in the clouds when he suddenly got slapped by a woman on the back of his head.

"You Magby, just follow this place and be silly. Have you seen shooting? Have you seen murder? Are you dare to brag about where this place is, and do you dare to talk nonsense? How do you know that there is no family in the crowd? You have a broken mouth and cause trouble all day long..."

The woman cursed and grabbed the old man's ear and walked home, causing another small commotion in the crowd.

Li Tianming stood in the crowd with his neck shrank, his body trembling all over. The old man's words painted a series of "live" scenes in his heart. Before, he only knew that his father and brother would die, but he never imagined that the execution scene would be so tragic.

At this time, the parade convoy had already arrived. Li Tianming secretly looked up and saw that his father's eyes seemed to be surfing among the crowd.

In an instant, Li Tianming instinctively lowered his head, afraid of facing his father's eyes.

Are you ashamed of living a life of silence? Or are you as sad for your father and brother to die?

For many years, Li Tianming has been unable to understand why he avoided his father's gaze.

After a long time, the convoy finally left and the crowd slowly dispersed. Li Tianming wrapped himself in the crowd and walked aimlessly... where was he going? He didn't know.

The ultimate goal of the convoy is the end of the lives of fathers and brothers. Li Tianming's life must continue in this world where there are no relatives and intrigues.
Chapter completed!