Apart from robbing the tomb with his father, Li Tianming had no strengths. Without the protection of his father and brother and without the skills to survive, Li Tianming even survived became a problem.

Now it is a betrayal of relatives, and no one dares to be related to the death row inmate (fugitive). Relatives dare not go to their homes, let alone neighbors dare not go back to their homes. They sneak around in the mountains and fields every day, drinking some streams when they are thirsty, and finding some food in the fields when they are hungry.

Fortunately, it is not busy with farming now, so there are not many villagers going up the mountain. It took a few months to go.

One day, Li Tianming fell asleep in a haystack on the field. After the villagers harvested the crops, some straw and other things were inconvenient to transport them back, so they piled them on the ground and pulled them back when needed.

Li Tianming dug a hole in the root of a wheat hay stack, got in and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, I heard the jingle sound beside me, and hurriedly crawled out and saw a young village woman in her twenties and thirties grazing cattle. The sound was the bell tied to the cow's neck.

This young woman seemed to be the daughter-in-law of Laotian’s house in the south of the village who had just passed by last year. When Li Tianming invited her wife, she went to see the gift with her elder brother.

Lao Tian’s wife has a well-proportioned figure, a thin waist and a big butt, and a plump and oval face. In the eyes of rural people, she is a good helper who lives at home. Marrying Lao Tiantou, a coward, either the blue smoke appears on his ancestral grave or her father is blind.

Lao Tian’s wife obviously recognized Li Tianming, and the two of them stood staring at each other for a long time.

After a while, the village woman took out a bag of things from her arms, gently placed it on the ground in front of her, turned her head and led the cow and walked slowly.

The village woman's back disappeared behind the mountain. Li Tianming walked up to pick up the bag and found two pancakes inside. It was supposed to be the dry food brought by the village woman when she went out to work.

The tentacles still had residual heat, and it seemed to be carrying the temperature of the village woman.

Li Tianming knelt on the ground and swallowed the clear water in the ditch.

The two cakes were torn off one and a half at once, and they were so choked that they stretched out their necks. Just as they were about to put the cakes in the ditch and dip them for a while, they suddenly saw their own reflection in the ditch, with disheveled hair and worn clothes, like humans and ghosts, and how could they still look like the pretty young boy at the time?

Holding the half pancake with both hands, Li Tianming felt sad from it, opened his mouth wide and started crying silently.

When his father and brother died, he did not cry, and he did not cry after wandering in the mountains for dozens of days, but Lao Tian’s wife’s pitying look made his heart instantly fragile.

...

Li Tianming decided to go home. Although he had no relatives at home, he was still full of attachment to home.

I entered the village and saw the door from afar, but it was still hidden.

I saw the villagers, Xiaohui at the east end of the village, Shen Jun at the west end of the village, Shi Luo at the south end of the village... Li Tianming walked with his head raised and his chest raised, like his father going to the execution ground, his arms were slightly swinging, and he was walking with great strides.

When passers-by met him, they all looked at him strangely. Li Tianming looked at him with his eyes and ignored him.

Li Tianming could feel that after he walked past, he was whispering and whispering behind him.

When I got home, everything was as old as before, and the pot was still turned on the ground, but I was shitted by someone's chicken, duck and dog.

There are still big holes in the house, small holes are everywhere, the stove and the kang are covered with dust, and you can touch it with a big finger.

It seems that no one has come for a long time.

Li Tianming took a shower, changed into relatively clean clothes, lay on the kang, and waited for someone to catch him.

I waited until the night, and my stomach was so hungry that no one came to catch him.

The rice sprinkled on the ground was pecked by ducks, and the chickens were covered everywhere. Li Tianming swept a small pile with a broom, washed out the mud and sand with water, cooked it in a pot and half cooked it. He swallowed the soup and rice, and his stomach was round.

After dinner, I lay on the kang and continued to wait for someone to catch me... Until the next morning, no one came.

Day 3, Day 4, Day 5... A week passed and no one came to catch him.

It seems that the world has forgotten him.

The movement was over and the mountain village returned to peace. No one cared whether he was a deserter of the tomb robber family.

The people who were parading on the street were released, and even the few people who went out to hide from the limelight in the next village came back. The villagers' lives returned to their original appearance, but the Li family lacked a few vivid figures.

Li Tianming suddenly realized that perhaps no one above cared about him, and his life was just like a bug to others.

If you step down, you can crush it, lift your feet and release it.

The rice and noodles at home have been eaten up, and if they don’t go out, they will starve to death. Li Tianming swept the messy house and there was nothing valuable. Even if he had some money or change, he had been taken away long ago.

Li Tianming touched the long-lived lock on his neck. This long-lived lock was given to him when his grandmother was a child. He has been weak and sick since he was a child. Grandma asked someone to make this silver lock with the words "Long Live a Hundred Years" and hung it around his neck.

Originally, the Longevity Lock should have been removed when he was 12 years old, but just one month after he took it off, he suffered a serious illness and almost died.

After his father put the longevity lock on him again, he miraculously recovered. He has been with him since then and has not had any serious illness, but his physique has always been very weak.

My father asked someone to teach a few brothers to practice martial arts. Because he was poor in physique, he could not practice hard skills, so he could only learn some qigong such as breathing and breathing.

It seems that we can only exchange our own life root for food. After all, gold and silver cannot be eaten as food.

When they walked to the street, the villagers looked at him, and their eyes seemed to be nothing. However, they would avoid it occasionally when they were close, as if they were afraid of being hit by the air.

Li Tianming felt funny. They were afraid of me. They were afraid of me. Because people died in my family and four people were executed in my family, they were afraid of me! Hahaha, hahaha, Li Tianming couldn't help but roar and laugh wildly in his heart.

On the surface, he was still a thin boy with a expressionless face and a cold face.

Li Tianming was worried that the long life lock would not be exchanged for money. Fortunately, the bearded aunt of the supply and marketing cooperative was still aware of the goods and exchanged him two small bags of rice noodles at an extremely low price - if it was normal, it could be exchanged for at least ten times more.

Li Tianming didn't argue with her, nor did he argue with her, so he carried things and left.

After returning from the supply and marketing cooperative, Li Tianming felt clear in his heart. He cracked down on me. I was safe and no one was asking me for trouble...

While thinking, I walked, tears flowing.

I suddenly had an unprecedented desire for life in my heart. I want to live, I want to live well!

When I returned home, I looked at the empty surroundings and felt extremely desolate. The lively scene in the past seemed to be still there. The second brother and the third brother were playing, the eldest brother frowned and thought about his thoughts. My father sat beside me and looked at the second brother kindly, and the third brother competed with strength.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the room was full of anger suddenly disappeared. There were only four straight corpses in my mind, my mouth, nose and eyes disappeared, and there was only a big hole in my head.

After staying in the village for another half a month, Li Tianming felt that he could no longer stay.

When the villagers saw them, they were like plague-avoiding gods. No one talked to him or visited him. He was like living in the tomb of the living dead all day long.

All the noise where he passed was immediately stopped. As soon as he left, the voice rang out again behind him, as if an automatic switch was installed on him.

The food I received was almost finished. How should I make a living next?

Li Zhenbei taught a few children to rob tombs since childhood, and never taught them how to hold a hoe. Although there are a few pieces of land at home, they have always given it to others to plant it. During the Chinese New Year and the holidays, people will give some food as "rent". Now things have changed, so naturally no one has brought him food.

I've decided! I'm leaving here!

Li Tianming moved all the jars, pots, pans, coffee tables, tables, chairs, cabinets, and anyway, to the yard.

All you can sell!

A notice was posted at the door. On the day of selling the goods, it seemed that everyone in the village had come - the fourth brother of the Li family wanted to sell the property, and maybe there was some good thing he passed down from his ancestors! Maybe he could get a big advantage.

As a result, I was disappointed. Cheap is cheap, but things are not good, just like ordinary people’s homes.

Li Zhenbei has accumulated this little bit of junk after being run for decades? What a fucking tomb robber... Isn't this a waste of his life to go in?

Li Tianming held his hands in his chest, leaned against the door frame and watched the people's eyes lit up everywhere, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although there is really no good thing, things are indeed things. After some bargaining, everything was moved away by the villagers - basically half sold and half given away. Li Tianming didn't bargain as much as he wanted.

So generous, even those petty fellow villagers felt a little embarrassed to take advantage of this.

This child probably lost his mind.

In less than half a day, the huge rooms were empty, leaving only the bare earthen kang, and even the mat was swept away by Old Man Liu at the village head.

Two iron pots were also taken away, and the buyer even knocked on the bottom of the pot with "concern". What if it was made of gold?

Li Tianming had a handful of change and a bad ticket in his hand. He looked at the empty room and felt lost.

Originally, he wanted to see the plump and light figure in the crowd, but the figure did not appear until the things were sold out.

Li Tianming walked through each room step by step, and stepped on every place with his footprints.

After walking out of the yard, he took a last look at the room. Li Tianming locked the door and left without looking back.

The villagers still had no expression when they saw that they were still whispering behind them. Nothing matters is important anymore, and I don’t care at all.

Putting aside all bonds, Li Tianming set out without hesitation.

When I walked to the village, I saw the plump and pretty figure in front of me.

The Tian family’s wife was carrying a basket of food on her back. When the two passed by, they stopped at the same time.

The village woman wiped the sweat beads on her forehead with her right hand, pinned her sweat-wet hair behind her ears, and looked at him quietly.

The straps on the back of her back bulge her chest.

Li Tianming looked at her silently, put his right hand on his chest, patted him hard, nodded slightly at her, turned around, and left.
Chapter completed!