I was raised by my grandfather.

When I was three years old, my parents died in a car accident, and since then, my grandfather and I have been in this Chinese medicine shop.

In my memory, the grandfather has always been a warm person, although sometimes some domineering, there is a little bit of stubbornness, but not the kind of person who has no room for money, but now...

The man in front of him heard the old man say this, and he was going to kneel down.

But what I did not expect was that the old man's movements were faster, the man's knees had just bent half, and the old man kicked a wooden chair, just right to hold the man's knee, and did not let him kneel down.

"You shall not be with this head, nor will I be able to bear it."The old man looked at the newspaper and said, "I don't want your life, just a hand."

He listened to the old man, he could only turn his head to look at me, and hoped that I would say a few words of good words to him.

“Lord, don’t you... forget it...” I said, persuading me, my heart was a little impatient.

The old man did not look at me, still looked at the newspaper calmly, and asked me: "Old man, do you remember how I taught you?"

“You’ve taught me so much... what you said is...”

“You can’t be bullied, but you can’t be bullied.”The old man said, looked at me sideways, and asked, “Have you offended him before?”

“No...”

“So you still have to count?”

According to the usual situation, I will certainly persuade him to say a few words, after all, from small to large, he is used to me, with the honor of the good to describe my childhood is not excessive.

But the old man at this time made me feel a little strange, and his eyes and tone had never been so harsh.

"This man's heart is too toxic, I think he did not harm people much, this time to teach him a lesson, otherwise, someone will eat him."The old man took out his cigarette and ordered a cigarette, and looked at the man and said.

Hearing the old man's words, the man's tears came out quickly, and he explained: "I can't give him a drop!"Do not kill him!Mostly . . .

Before he finished speaking, the old man shook his head and interrupted him.

"Just because you didn't intend to kill him, I'll save you a life."The old man smiled, “You want my grandson to have an arm, I just got it back, it’s not a waste of your ability, what are you afraid of?”

As soon as the voice fell, the old man stood up, went to the back of the counter, and found a chopstick-long knife.

“Come here and help the man.”The old man said, put the knife on the counter, and beckoned to us: "That is, a knife thing, blink an eye will pass."

“The Lord...”

"Give him a knife, and his surrender will be solved."The old man looked at me, and his expression was a little complicated: “You don’t dare to do it?”

I didn’t squeak, but my expression was enough to say everything, I really didn’t dare.

Although I am usually a person who has to be reported, I never like to suffer, but it is really the first time to move a knife, I really can't go down this hand.

"That's so drained."The old man said, there was a smell of disappointment in the tone, shook his head and went back, continued to read the newspaper, and did not say anything more to us.

Just when I was stunned, the man suddenly opened his mouth and asked his grandfather, “What if this fall is incomplex?”

"After an hour, the drop of the right hand will spread to the left hand, and the worms inside will stop gnawing at your bones."Grandpa looked at the newspaper without expression and said, "At the latest this evening, you will be gnawed by these worms."

The man gritted his teeth and stared at his grandfather, without speaking for half a day.

“All right.”

Suddenly, he opened his mouth again, trembling as if he had made up his mind.

"I learned this lesson."

With that, he went straight to the counter and put his hand covered with wormholes.

"Little brother, this time I can't help you, just a knife, these worms have begun to gnaw my bones..."

I frowned, did not move, my heart can not stop mumbling, this knife said lightly, if it is really stuck, he will avenge me afterwards?

Just then, the man seemed to be unable to resist the pain in his body, rushed over and tugged me over, and then hardened the knife into my hand.

“Come here!”He gritted his teeth and looked at me almost imploringly: “I beg you!”

Before I could speak, Grandpa came over and took out a round black paper and interspersed it with a knife.

"I am a witness."

The old man smiled and looked at me deeply: "Get off the knife."

At this time, the man had already placed his arm on the counter and stared at me as if he were praying for me to help him get rid of it.

“Lord, do you really want to tie it up?”I asked, a little trembling.

“I ask you, who else has you done harm besides the third?”The old man coldly asked: "If you don't take money, you do things with your temper, how many people have you hurt?"

The man’s tears had flowed down his face, and God knew how much he hurt in his body, trembling.

“Look at it.”The old man said, looking at me: "Is it necessary to let him go?"

I didn't say anything with the knife, my heart was beating to the extreme, looking at my grandfather at a loss.

“Something that doesn’t work.”

The old man sighed, took my hand without warning, raised it sharply, and put the sharp knife on the man's hand.

Just listen to the slamming sound, the knife suddenly penetrated his palm, directly into the wooden counter.

"Going out, not by heart, not by strength."

The old man stared at the man coldly, and suddenly raised his hand, and pulled out the knife.

“It depends on the rules.”

When the tip of the knife left the back of the hand, the stinking blood, mixed with some unknown black mucus, suddenly poured out of the wound.

I didn't think anything at the time, almost subconsciously helped the man to bandage it up, so he rushed to the hospital to see it.

“The rules?”The man was in tears, not like a provocation, but as if he was self-deprecating: "How messy are the rivers and lakes this year, you know?"The rules have long since let the world eat!”

“A bunch of shit.”The old man scolded, “Get out of here, don’t get in my eyes!”

“Which door do you teach...” He gritted his teeth and stared at his grandfather dead: “Please leave a name, later...”

“Do you want to come back later?”Grandpa asked.

The man did not speak, but his eyes clearly meant this.

Seeing this scene, the old man sighed and said, "Go away, don't come to Sichuan later."

“The mountain does not change the green water, I...”

“Fuck off!”

When the old man yelled, the man did not have a voice, and fled for his life, opened the door and ran outside, even the head did not dare to return.

To tell the truth, the old man's expression at that time was very complicated, not like a simple anger, more like an inexplicable loss.

"Lord, don't be angry."I also did not dare to ask more, just want the grandfather to quickly return to normal, his look is very scary: "I am not good?"He also learned a lesson!”

"I'm not angry."

The old man shook his head, his voice getting more and more low.

"I just feel that the next life of the present... the real mother's generation is not as good as the generation!"The old man scolded, “Dog Day’s tortoise son!”Even the rules of the ancestors have been forgotten!”

Just when I was thinking about how to comfort him, I just listened to the sudden roar outside the store, more and more footsteps began to move towards the street, and it seemed that many people were rushing to the other side.

Open the door, many of the residents of the old street, are looking at the color of curiosity, one after another to the mouth of the street.

“What’s going on?”I said, “What’s going on over there?”

"I can't see it."The old man said, and took me out of the pharmacy.

At the corner of the street, a man with a nose full of blood lay in the middle of the road, and he was standing upright, while a car was parked beside him.

The driver in the car has come down, standing next to the injured, with the onlookers constantly explained, said that the man was hit by himself, and it has nothing to do with him!

When I could see the look of the injured man, I chuckled in my heart.

How could it be him?!