(Original ending)
I think the silly son of the Mikey family has ascended to heaven. Otherwise, why are there so many bright stars hanging in front of us? It is my heavy body that let me know that I am still alive. I stood up from the rubble and choked on the dust.
I leaned over the ruins and coughed loudly.
The cough spread and disappeared in the field. In the past, no matter what sound you made here, you were blocked by the high walls of the official village and echoed. But this time, the sound came out and disappeared. I listened attentively, but there was no sound. The shooter seems to have left. The Munchies and those who refused to surrender were buried in the ruins. They all slept in the graves caused by gunfire, quietly.
I started walking under the starlight and headed west in the direction I came from. Not long after I went out, I tripped over something. When I got up, a cold barrel pressed against my forehead. I heard myself shouting, "Bang!" I shouted a gunshot, then my eyes went black and I died again.
I woke up at dawn. Mike's third wife, Yang Zong Zheng, stood beside me crying. She saw me open my eyes and cried, "The toast and his wife are dead." At this time, the sun of a new day is rising in the east.
Like me, she climbed out of the ruins, but touched the camp of the People's Liberation Army.
The red Han people got two people from the Maggie Tusi family; Very happy. They gave us injections and medicine to make the red Tibetans inside talk to us. They shot fiercely at Maggie's official village, but they were very polite to us. Red Tibetans talk and talk to us, but I don't want to say anything. Unexpectedly, this red Tibetan finally said that according to the policy, as long as I rely on the people's government, I can still inherit the position of Maggie Tusi.
Speaking of which, I suddenly spoke. I said, "Don't you red Han people want to destroy the toast?"
He smiled and said, "Before it is destroyed, you can continue to be its pawn." This Hongzang said a lot, some I know and some I don't know. In fact, all these words boil down to one sentence: in the future, even if you have only been a toast for one day, you will be different from those who have never been a toast. I asked him if he was sincere.
He grinned and said, "You finally understand."
The team is leaving again.
The People's Liberation Army took the gun off the horse, let the soldiers carry it, and helped me and Yang Zong onto the horse. The procession marched west. When I crossed the mountain pass, I looked back at the place where I was born and raised, and looked at the official village of Tusi Maggie. There, except for the tall official village, there are not many traces of fighting. Spring has dyed green orchards and large wheat fields. Among those greens, Tusi Guanzhai has turned into a pile of stones. The lower part is my own shadow, and the upper part is sunshine with metallic luster. Looking at the scene in front of me, my eyes filled with tears. A small whirlwind rose from the stone pile, carrying a lot of dust and spinning on the ruins. In the valley ruled by the toast, at noon when the weather is sunny and the sun is strong, you can follow this sudden whirlwind everywhere and dance with dust and litter under the clear sky.
Today, I think, that is the soul of toast and his wife going to heaven.
The whirlwind whirled higher and higher, and finally, it exploded at a very high place. Inside, the invisible things ascended to heaven, but the visible things were dust, which fell from the air and covered countless rocks. But the dust is dust after all, and finally falls back into the cracks of the stone, leaving only the silent sunshine flashing on the ruins. Tears in my eyes reinforced the flickering effect. At this time, I called my relatives in my heart, and I cried, "ABBA! Grandma! "
I also called out, "Second Aunt!"
My heart feels unprecedented pain.
The team carried me over the ridge, so I could see nothing.
The people I left in the valley are still waiting there, which gives my painful heart a little comfort. In the distance, I saw the white tent in the valley. They also found the liberation army. I don't know who fired several shots at the team on the hillside The two Red Army soldiers in front of me snorted, and their faces fell to the ground, and blood slowly oozed from their backs. Fortunately, only one person fired. Gunshots echoed very lonely in the deep valley. My men just stood there until the line rushed to the front. Butler, put the gun. He stood on a fallen tree with a gun in his hand. He looked like a hero, but his face was blank. Before I could get close to him, he was knocked down by the butt of his gun and tied tightly. I rode through the tent, my face sliding from the front of the horse's head to the back. Everyone looked at me blankly. When I passed by, there was a shout behind me. Soon, the whole valley was filled with sad cries.
The PLA is very sorry about this. There are many people cheering loudly everywhere. They are the team of the poor, and most people in the world are poor, but the poor should cheer loudly for the world finally having its own team. Here, these slaves, open their stupid mouths, and their master shouted.
We continue to send to the border.
Two days later, the town appeared in front of us again. The narrow streets are always gray at ordinary times, and at this time they are as quiet as the river next to the town. The procession crossed the street. In those shops with closed doors, eyes are everywhere, and even brothels that spread syphilis are unprecedentedly quiet.
Several senior PLA officers live in my big house. They can have a panoramic view of the town from upstairs. They all say that I am a person with a new brain, so that people can keep up with the times.
I told them I was going to die.
They said, no, people like you can keep up with the times.
And I think dying and not keeping up with the times are two different things.
They said, you will be our good friend in party member. You are building here, and we will build such beautiful towns everywhere here. The biggest official patted me on the shoulder and said, "Of course there are no opium and brothels. Your town has to transform, and you have to transform. "
I smiled.
The officer grabbed my hand and shook it hard. He said, "You will be the toast of Maggie. In the future, the revolutionary situation will develop." Without toast, they would be our best friends. "
But I won't live that long. I saw that the wizard of Maggie's toast had turned into a whirlwind and flew into the sky, and the remaining dust fell and merged into the earth. My time is coming. I have been a fool all my life. Now, I know I am not a fool or a wise man, but I came to this strange land when the toast system is coming to an end.
Yes, God told me to look, listen, be in it and be detached. God made me look like a fool for it.
The clerk sat in his room and kept writing. There is a bodhi tree downstairs, which belongs to this race without tongue. It is already as high as two stories. I think, if I do it again, I might only recognize this tree.
News came from the north that the toast of Rong Gong was completely annihilated.
The news didn't stir up any waves in my heart, because before that, there was no wheat toast. One day, the red Han people concentrated on delivering a toast to me. They asked me to guess what happened to the toast in Sherpa. I said, "My friend will surrender."
"Yes," said the affable PLA officer, "he set a good example for other leaders."
In my opinion, Toast Rasheba knew he was a weak toast, so he surrendered. In those days, "I put a little pressure on him to bend his knees, unlike Wang Bo's toast, which struggled again and again. But unexpectedly, Wang Bo's toast also surrendered. Ironically, he thought that the toast system would last forever, so he took the opportunity to occupy some other toast websites. Among them, many Maggie Tusi sites no longer exist.
Hearing the news, I couldn't help laughing and said, "It's better to rob Tana."
Red Han people also agree with me.
"Is that the most beautiful Tana?" A police officer asked. You see, my wife's good name has spread to many people's ears, and even pure Chinese people know her name.
"Yes, that beautiful woman is my unfaithful wife." My words also made these serious people laugh.
If Tana knew that Wang Bo, the toaster, had surrendered, she might go to him and relive the old love. Now, nothing can stop her The victorious troops in the chieftain territory of Ronggong came from the northern grassland, but in our town, they joined forces with the troops from the southeast and wiped out Miki chieftain. No toast is their enemy in this area. The resistance of Rong Gong Tusi was very firm, and only a few people fell into each other's hands alive. The living were brought here with their hands tied behind their backs. Among these people, I saw Master Huang and Tana.
I pointed to the PLA and said, "That woman is my wife."
They gave Tana back to me, but they didn't believe that a beautiful woman with a good reputation would look like this. I asked Shan Zhi Zhuo Ma to clean the dust, blood and tears on her face and put on bright clothes. Her brilliance immediately lit up the eyes of these soldiers. Now, our husband and wife are together again, standing with some loud-voiced officers with pistols tied to their waists, watching the parade enter the town in front of us. And the team that beat Mikey's toast sang in the town and waited in line for them. This town is very deserted this spring; The streets are covered with green grass. Now, when the team reaches the town, it stops to sing. These people in yellow clothes flooded all the green in the street, making the town in spring dyed with autumn colors.
I also want to save Master Huang.
As soon as I opened my mouth, the PLA officer smiled and asked me, "Why?"
"He is my master."
"No," said the officer, "these people are the real enemies of the people."
As a result, Master Huang was shot and collapsed on the beach. I went to see him, and the bullet blew out the upper half of his head, leaving only a mouthful of sand. At his side, there are several white bodies of Han people lying on their backs.
In the evening, Tana slept with me, and she asked me when I would surrender. When she knew that I wasn't surrendering, but was caught alive in a daze, she smiled, smiled and tears fell on my face. She said, "What a fool! Every time you ask me to hurt you, it makes me think you are cute. "
Her sincere tone touched me, but I still lay straight and did nothing. Later, she asked me if I was really not afraid of death. I was about to answer when she put her finger in front of my mouth and said, "Think about it before you answer me."
I thought about it. After thinking hard, the conclusion is that I'm really not afraid.
So she whispered in my ear, "God, I love you again." Her body started burning. That night, I asked her again. Crazy about her. Later I asked her if she had syphilis. She giggled and said, "Fool, didn't I ask you?"
"But you only asked me if I was afraid of death."
My beautiful wife said, "Are you afraid of syphilis even if you are not afraid of death?"
Both of my people laughed. I asked Tana if she knew when she would die. The answer is no, she asked me the same question again, and my answer is: "Tomorrow."
The two men were silent for a while, and then they laughed again.
At this time, the dawn has passed through the bed and landed in front of it. She said, "Let's wait until the sun rises next time. Let's sleep for a while. "
We were back to back, wrapped in quilts and fell asleep. "I didn't even dream. Wake up, it's already noon.
I lay on the railing and looked at the color of spring around the town. I saw the shopkeeper, the enemy of the Maggie family, coming here with a jar of wine. It seems that I can't wait until tomorrow. I said to my wife, "Tana, go to the roof and see who is in town."
She said, "Fool, your demands are always so absurd, but your tone has never been so gentle. I'll go to the room for you. "
Shortly after I went back to the house and sat down, someone knocked at the door.
It's my life that knocks at the door.
Knocking on the door is unhurried. It seems that my friend, the shopkeeper, didn't get cocky because his brother changed from a killer to a red Tibetan. He can still abide by the rules before the arrival of the red Han people. The door was unlocked, but he knocked again and again unhurriedly. He didn't come in with a can of wine until I called him in. Holding the bottle in one hand and putting it in front of his robe in the other, he said, "Young master, I brought you wine."
I said, "put it down. You're not here to deliver wine. You have come to kill me. "
As soon as his hand was released, the bottle of wine fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.
The room suddenly smelled of wine, which was really an altar of good wine. I said, "Your brother is Hongzang. You can't just kill people if you hide red. The task of revenge falls on you. "
He said in a hoarse voice, "This is my best wine. I want to treat you to a good drink. "
I said, "It's too late. My wife will be back soon. It's time for you to do it. "
He took out his other hand from the front of the robe. He was holding a shiny knife, and sweat was beaded on his pale forehead, forcing him to come over to me.
I said, "Wait." I climbed into bed and lay down, and then I said to him, "Come on."
When he raised his knife, I said, "Wait."
He asked me what I wanted to do. I wanted to say that the wine was delicious, but I said, "What's your name? What's your last name? "
Yes, I know these two brothers are enemies of our McKee family, but I forget their last names. My words hurt the man deeply. Originally, he couldn't say that he had any hatred for me, but this sentence made the flame of hatred burn in his eyes, and the smell of wine in the room almost made me sleepy. Knife, sharp knife, like a piece of ice, plunged into my stomach. No pain, but the ice is very cold. Soon, the ice began to get hot. I heard my own blood dripping on the floor, and I heard the friend of the shopkeeper say goodbye to me in a hoarse voice.
Now, God, the God who brought me into this world, my body is slowly divided into two parts, one is dry and the other is rising; And the part wet with blood is falling. Just then, I heard my wife's footsteps coming downstairs. I tried to call her name, but I couldn't make any noise. .
God, if the soul really has reincarnation, then tell me to return to this place in my next life. I love this beautiful place! Oh, my god, my soul finally broke free from the bleeding body and soared to the sky until the sun flashed and my soul floated away, with nothing left.
Blood drops on the floor, a big drop. When I get cold in bed, the blood slowly turns to the color of night on the floor.
(Summary at the end)
The ending is tragedy.
Six years later, Yi Shu and Jing Yun were chatting on the beach in Maldives. At that time, Yi Shu adopted an African girl, Tahiti, and Jingyun gave birth to a girl. Jing Yun tells Yi Shu that Zhao is still waiting for her, but tells Jing Yun that she can't go back now (because she has a serious heart disease). Two years later, Jing Yun took her children to a seaside town and met Zhao, telling him that he died three months ago and that the ashes had been scattered from the dock in Maldives according to his will. Because Tahiti was hospitalized with leukemia, Zhao read her diary and learned about her life in recent years. Finally, she said, "She once said that she would go to a place he would never find and make him regret it for the rest of his life. Now, she has finally done it. "