The dust settles

Chapter 6

Head Chacha stood up supported by the young chieftain.He wiped off his cold sweat and said, "As soon as I saw you, I prepared food and wine. Please let the chieftain tell me whether the wine is placed inside or outside?"

Father said: "Put it outside, near the flowers."

We drank to the beauty of the poppies in the fields.The father kept looking at the head woman.The headman saw all of this, but what could he do with a powerful chieftain?

He can only say to his woman: "Don't you have a headache, go back to the house and rest."

"Your woman also suffers from headaches? I don't think so, but my woman's head often hurts." The chieftain asked the head woman: "Do you have a headache?"

Yang Zong didn't speak, just grinning silently.

The chieftain stopped talking, and stared into Yang Zong's eyes with a smile.The woman said: "My head doesn't hurt anymore. Just now the chieftain's gunfire shook, and the pain disappeared immediately." The head was so angry that he rolled his eyes, but it was not easy to attack, so he had to look up and let the cloudless The sky looked at his supercilious eyes.

The chieftain said: "Check, don't be unhappy, look at how beautiful your woman is!"

The headman said: "Toast, do you want to take a break, I think you are a little unconscious."

The chieftain laughed loudly and said, "Someone is not sober." The chieftain's laughter can make people feel terrified.The headman's head also lowered in the laughter.

In the summer when poppies took root on our land for the first time and bloomed beautiful flowers, a strange phenomenon was that my father and elder brother had stronger lust than usual.My lust was also awakened in the early spring, and burst out suddenly in this summer when the bright red flowers are so provocative.At the banquet that day, the headman's wife was fascinated by Toast Maiqi, and I was also dazed by the bright red eyes and the plump breasts of the maid Dolma.The head man is drinking heavily.My head was buzzing, but I still heard Cha Cha muttering to the chieftain: "These flowers are so dazzling, what's the point of planting so many?"

"You don't understand. If you understand, you are the chieftain instead of me. This is not a flower. I grow white silver. Do you believe it?" The chieftain said, "Yes, if you don't believe it, let the woman come and pour it Fill your glass."

My elder brother left long ago and went to a place where there were girls.I pull Dolma's hand.When we just left the headman's banquet, we slowed down as much as possible, turned around a short wall, held hands and ran quickly, plunged into the splendid sea of ​​flowers.The scent of the flowers made my head grow bigger.Running and running, I fell down.So, I lay in the shadows of many flowers and called out like a mantra: "Dolma, oh, Dolma, Dolma."

My moan has the power of a mantra.Dolma also fell down immediately.

She giggled, and lifted her long skirt to cover her face.I saw the beast's mouth between her legs.I called again: "Dolma, Dolma."

She hooked her legs, and the beast's mouth immediately swallowed me up.I was in the middle of a bright darkness.I was frantically trying to find something in there.Her body was too large for my growing body.Many poppies broke off, and from the broken stems flowed so much white milk that it covered our heads and faces.It's as if they ejaculated just like me.Dolma giggled and knocked me off her belly.She told me to put a lot of flowers on her stomach, in a circle around the navel.Sangye Drolma is not my lover, but my teacher.I called her sister, and she held my cheek and cried.She said, good brother, brother.

This day was indeed too bad for Chacha.

Toast Maggie takes a fancy to his wife.We don't know what the leader feels in his heart.Anyway, this guy who is absolutely loyal to Mai Qi's family and has a stubborn temper will not lead a horse and send a woman to the chieftain's village.

More than ten days later, he and his housekeeper walked among the boundless poppies.At this time, the flowers that are too gorgeous to be restless have begun to change, and small green fruits grow in the heart of the flowers.His butler asked with a pistol in his hand, "What is the leader planning to do with that?"

The headman knew what he was asking about, but even he himself didn't know how to deal with it, so he pointed to the green fruits in Poppy's heart and said, "Can these things really be exchanged for silver?"

"The toast said it would."

The headman said: "I think Toast is a little crazy. People who are not crazy don't grow so many things that can't be eaten. He is crazy."

"You don't want to do something to this lunatic? For example, just kill him." When he said this, Chacha's housekeeper held the gun in his hand, "He obviously wants to rob your wife, but you don't want to give it up ,What about you?"

"You want to make me rebel?

no no! "

"Then you will die. If you rebel, I will rebel with you. If you don't rebel, I will forgive you. The chieftain ordered me to kill you."

Chacha still had nothing to say, and his housekeeper Dorje Tsering was shot in the chest.

The headman still wanted to speak, he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of it.Still nothing was said.Head Chacha couldn't speak, but he didn't want to fall down. He opened his hands and hugged a large clump of poppies into his arms, trying to rely on these things to support his body.

But those poppies were overwhelmed and fell with the headman.

Dorji Tsering ran to the chieftain's official village on the road, and shouted: "Chacha is rebelling! Chacha is rebelling!"

But the headman fell on the wet ground among the poppies, gnawed his mouth full of mud, stretched his legs, and died.Gunshots sounded from behind the murderer.Many people shot Dorje Tsering in the back.The guy who attacked his master finally ran into the official village.

Those who pursued did not dare to approach, but stopped far away.Many muzzles immediately protruded from the gunholes of the tall blockhouse next to our stockade.Chieftain Denggao shouted: "Your leader has rebelled and has been killed by people loyal to me. Do you want to follow suit?"

The crowd dispersed quickly.

The flaming poppies withered in the successive rains.

When the autumn sun shines again, the original flowers have turned into blue berries.As soon as the rain stopped, my father had a tryst with the dead headman's wife, Yang Zong, in the field.Dorje Tsering, who killed Chacha's headman, told the chieftain time and time again that he should go back to the village.This is actually urging the chieftain to fulfill his original promise.After talking about it too many times, the chieftain smiled and said, "You are really brave. Do you think the people in the village believe that Chacha will rebel?

No one believed this. People knew that Chacha was not from one generation to the next.Are you in a hurry to go back because you want those people to kill you? "

After the chieftain said the words that would make Dorje Tsering reflect deeply, he went to the poppy field to have a tryst with Yangzong.

My father had a tryst with other women, but my mother seemed even more proud.

Looking out from the window of Guanzhai, the poppies flourished in the field unbelievably.These things, which have never been seen in our land, are so warm and ignite the madness in people's bones.It may be under the domination of this mysterious power that chieftain Maiqi fell in love with that beautiful but somewhat stupid woman Yang Zong.Yang Zong, who had just buried his man, also acted equally crazy.Every day, as soon as the sun rises, the man and woman set off from the stone buildings where they live.After the meeting, they hugged each other and entered the poppy field growing wildly.The wind blows the fresh greenery.The poppies surged like lust under the sky.Everyone knows that father and Yang Zong are in a crazy and proud love somewhere in the depths.The mother standing in front of the window looked at the surging green waves in the field, and covered her chest with her hands, with a look of unbearable heartache.Father's new love also plucks the chords.The sound of the silk thread vibrating in the bamboo cavity came from a distance with the wind.

Mrs. Toast ordered someone to shoot at the sound of the mouthstring.But who dares to shoot at the place where the chieftain is, in the direction of the king?Mrs. Toast fired a shot herself.But the bullet could not fly to the distant target, and fell to the ground halfway like the feces pulled by a bird in the air.

Her rage dried the fresh slices of garlic on her temples and dropped them to the floor.Another remedy for headaches is Indian snuff.The way the mother inhaled the yellow powder was different.Others shake the snuff on the thumbnail first, and then suck it.But she wants to put a gold finger cot on her little finger first, then shake the snuff on it, and push it to the front of her nostrils with her hands behind her back. Afterwards, she stamped her feet, nodded violently, and let out one or two loud sneezes.After wiping her nose and saliva, Dolma asked, "Madam is better."

In the past, the wife always replied softly: "I'm much better." This time, she screamed: "Do you think I can be well like this?
It won't be good!I'm going to be pissed off. "

As a result, all those who served her had nothing to say.

I said, "The head of Chacha was beaten to death by his father, so don't blame that woman."

My mother cried immediately after hearing what I said."Fool, fool, you unworthy fool," she cried, throwing a handful of snot on the crippled butler's boot.Mother was still crying, but her crying became softer.A thin cry rose to the roof, as if there were flies flying there.Such a time is really no fun.Everyone's eyes turned to the surging poppies outside the window.

There, Chief Maiqi hugged his beloved woman tightly and entered into his beloved woman.In the ground, the last bit of flowers fell off and broke.My father, renewed in love, felt nothing but the movement of the earth beneath him, and the women shouted joyously beneath him.The cry spread into the official village, and unexpectedly reverberated in the fort-like building.Everyone plugged their ears.Only my poor mother clasped her head in her hands, as if that merry and wanton voice were a sharp axe; would split her head from it.Fortunately, no matter how crazy Chieftain Maiqi is, his energy is limited.It was not long before the turbulent center in the poppy field calmed down.Where the breeze passes by, large areas of thick green quietly undulate in the wind, echoing the breathing rhythm of the slack toast and his new lover.

Mother also returned to normal.Dolma peeled off slices of garlic for her headache.She could wash her face in the copper basin peacefully again.On this day, Mrs. Toast spent more time washing her face than usual.While putting oil on my face, my mother ordered someone to call Captain Ding.

Captain Ding came, just put one foot into the threshold.Mother said: "You don't need to come in, just stand there."

The man had no choice but to stand there with one foot in and one foot out of the door.He said: "What's the matter, Madam, please tell me."

Mrs. Tusi asked him to give Dorje Tsering a gun who killed his master.The wife said: "Since he can kill his master, tell him to kill the sassy woman too!"

Captain Ding touched his feet and said, "Yes!"

This is a movement our people have learned from the team brought by the commissioner.

"Slow down." Mrs. Toast said, "Wait until he kills that woman, and then you kill him for me!"

6. Kill
I said to my mother, "Grandma, tell me to go. They are afraid of Abba, they will not kill Yangzong."

A gratified smile appeared on the mother's face, and she scolded: "You idiot!"

The elder brother stepped into the stepmother's room and asked, "What's wrong with the younger brother?"

My brother and I have always had a good relationship with my mother.Mother said: "Your brother is acting stupid again, I will scold him a few words."

My brother looked at me with the pity of a wise man.That look, for me, is a poison to the soul.Fortunately, my stupidity can make my heart less or not hurt.A fool often neither loves nor hates, so he only sees the basic facts.In this way, the easily wounded mind is thus in a relatively safe position.

The future chieftain Maiqi patted his brother's head, and I avoided it.While he was talking to his mother, I stood behind Dolma, playing with the tassels on the ribbon around her waist.As I was playing, a gust of heat swelled up the things I had tried.Made me pinch her leg hard.Sangji Zhuolma, who was covered in fragrance, couldn't help but let out a low scream.

The mother didn't care about this, but solemnly said to the young master: "Look at him like that. From now on, we won't be here, so you have to treat him well."

My brother nodded, beckoned me over, and asked me in his ear, "Do you like girls too?"

I didn't answer.Because I don't know if he wants to answer yes or no.

"I think you like it."

So, I stood in the middle of the room and announced loudly: "I-like-like-Dol-Ma!"

Brother laughed.His laughter shows that he is leadership material.That laughter was so contagious.Dolma and her mother also laughed.I laughed too, and the laughter was ho ho ho, like the sound made by a group of flames shaking happily.The silence of noon was broken, turbulent with laughter.

Just when the laughter stopped and we were all about to say something, the gunshots rang out.

The gunshot sounded strange, like someone beating a gong vigorously and abruptly.

"Boom!"

There was a loud sound.

Mother shivered as if afraid of the cold.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang.

The sound of people running and shouting immediately sounded in the official village.The sound of pulling the bolt was clear and calm.Finally, there is the creaking sound of the huge wooden wheels when the servants push the earth cannon on the gun tower.It wasn't until the earth cannons were properly installed that the huge official village fell silent under the bright autumn sun.This silence makes our Zhailou look more majestic and solemn.

My elder brother arranged all this properly and asked me to stand with him beside the two bronze earthen cannons and watch where the guns were fired.I know what this gunshot is about.But he still followed his brother and yelled: "Who is shooting, kill him!"

The fields outside are very calm, and the poppies are lush and endless.By the river some women were washing white sackcloth.In the Keba stockade below, people make felt or make leather on their roofs.The river flows eastward to a great distance.When I was looking at the scenery in a daze, my brother suddenly asked me: "Do you really dare to kill someone?"

I retracted my long-sighted gaze, looked at him and nodded.He is a good brother, I hope I can be as brave as he, and deliberately cultivate my bravery.He put the gun into my hand: "You can kill whoever you want, don't be afraid." As soon as the gun was in my hand, I saw everything that was happening right now.See all the work in the poppy bushes.Although you want to ask me what I saw, I definitely can't answer you.But I did see everything.No, as soon as I shot out, the captain of Maiqi's family rushed out of the poppy bushes dragging Dorje Tsering's body backwards.I fired another shot at another place, vaguely feeling that I was better at shooting than those who specialize in shooting.No, as soon as the gun was fired, the father roared like a bear and jumped out from the place where he was addicted to lust.He held the newly acquired woman in one hand, and waved the yellow belt that was too late to fasten with the other, running in the sea-like green.My brother grabbed my wrist, and as soon as I exerted force, I shot the next few bullets into the sky.When we reached the poppy field, my father was already fully dressed.He didn't ask indiscriminately, but raised his hand and slapped his brother.He thought the gun had been fired by his heir.

My brother smiled at me.There is no grievance in the smile that has been suffered by generations, on the contrary, it seems to be embarrassed by the stupidity of smart people.

"It's not my brother, I hit it." I said.

My father turned his head and looked at me very seriously, and then at my brother.Brother nodded.My father left the woman behind, took the pistol from my brother's waist, loaded it, and handed it to me.As soon as I shook my hand, Dorje Tsering, the dead man lying on the road, waved his lifeless right hand at us.

Yang Zong looked at her former housekeeper, and a scream came out of her beautiful mouth.

I fired again.The dead man who betrayed his master made a move to the former mistress again.It's a pity that the woman covered her eyes and didn't see it.

My father laughed hollowly, patted my head, and said to the woman, "Haha, even my idiot son has such good marksmanship, let alone my eldest son."

In this way, we will be introduced to his new love.He said again: "Look, wait for Yangzong to give me another son, you three brothers are invincible in the world!"

In this way, Yang Zong was introduced to us as a new member of the family.At the same time, my father took the gun from me and put it back in my brother's waist.The dead body was immediately filled with flies.Chieftain Maiqi said, "I wanted him to be the head of the Chacha village. Who beat him to death?"

Captain Ding knelt down: "He wanted to shoot the master, so I had no choice but to kill him."

Father patted his head and asked, "Where did he get the gun?"

I smiled silly.Seeing that my brother and Captain Ding didn't speak.Father said: "Why are you giggling, do you know what?"

Today, I am enough to be the protagonist.

Seeing them staring at me like that, how can I disappoint them.So, the chief envoy behind this incident, Mrs. Toast, was told.As I talked and talked, my sweat came down, not because I was afraid, but because this matter was so complicated.It's so hard to use a fool's brain to recall what a wise man has arranged.In my opinion, smart people are like those marmots on the mountain who are always in fear. After eating enough, they can’t sleep peacefully in the sun. They just dig a hole here and soak shit there, which will give the hunter countless doubts. .But in the end it was always in vain.While I was talking, maybe it was because of the strong sunlight, sweat flowed down from the faces of my father and Yangzong, and even from the face of the servant captain like a stream.

I also noticed that the sweat of my father and Yangzong came from the frowning brows, and dripped down the tip of the nose into the dust.Captain Ding's sweat oozes out from the hairline on his forehead, making a mess of his submerged eyebrows.

In my story, two people should die.A man and a woman.

Now, only one man died.The dead man opened his mouth, as if he was very dazed by everything in front of him.The elder brother threw a green fruit into the dead man's mouth, so that the wide open mouth would look better.

(End of this chapter)