The West Gate official in the south of Fushun City died last night.

Early in the morning, the sound of laughter sounded.Dozens of filial piety and wise sons knelt under the hall and cried, and the neighbors around them were watching at the door, and many people were whispering.

“Is the Lord Simon going?”

"The thief was sick the day before yesterday, and last night he heard that their house was crying, and he died fast enough."

“I heard it was a death.When the doctor came, he shook his head and said that he was hurrying to prepare for the funeral."

Are they going to die today?“Don’t you cry for three days?”

“Who would dare to stop a dead body at home?”I heard that the Westgate dog thief had all peeed and stinked.The children and grandchildren did not dare to bury him in the cemetery of the Ximen family, and they were sent to the "Lomize Garden" and burned it."

Ximen officials are the south of the city, worked for more than 30 years, in the local power is not small.But when he was older, his body collapsed.The doctor came to look at it and said that he was not saved, saying that it was a typhoid attack, and deal with the aftermath quickly, otherwise more people would die.

The filial son of the hall spent a night arguing about how to distribute the family property, and when the day wept for more than two minutes, the grass ended, and the body was put into the coffin and sealed with long nails.The hard laborers who carried the coffin took enough money to do this unlucky thing, and a group of people came out of the gate and hurried to the cemetery of "Learing Zeyuan" outside the city.

The big family takes the funeral as a happy event.In order to make the scene look more lively, the people of the Simon family also sent pastry and grains along the way, attracting some poor people to follow along, it seems that their master is respected, and a little people follow the meaning.

The hard labor of carrying the coffin still rests every way, and the people of Simon's house have to give some food and drink and shredded silver, and coax these people to carry the coffin away.Walk and stop along the way, the speed will not rise.When he came to the west of the city, he found that there was a slower funeral procession.

The people of the Ximen family are more than ten, and the people are not small.In addition, they attracted forty or fifty of the poor idlers who came to follow the lively.This team is full of half a street, and the cheering musicians are all-known for their funerals, which are all the wait-and-see people on the way.

But compared with the team that came out west of the city, the team of the Simons was dwarfed - there were more than two hundred people on the opposite side, and the front and rear queues were quite neat.Lead a thin wooden coffin, but not on the West Gate official's mouth of the cypress wood, but people carry the coffin is not a ragged hard work, but a few burly, shirt-high men.

That alone is amazing.

And the coffin after the line is also different, more than 200 people are quiet and silent, although the clothes are different, but all wear white flowers on the chest.There is no paper money, no boulevard, not even crying, but this team is neat, the pace is consistent, more than two hundred people slowly move forward with solemn solemnity.

The funeral procession of the West Gate family specially found a few mourned people who were crying in the group.But when the two funeral teams advance in parallel, the crying people, no matter how hard they cried out to break their throats, they could not surpass the silent team next door in the atmosphere of sadness - people were silent, and they felt that they were really sad with their neat and slow pace and heavy expression.

Not long after, the crying people themselves felt meaningless.They looked at the feet with the people of Simon's house, trying to find out what happened to the other funeral team.

Because of this sad momentum, the streets have been silent for a long time.Many passers-by were shocked by the momentum of gradual slowness, and there were constant discussions in the mouth of people, and everyone felt that this team really seemed to be being buried.

"Looking at people like this, it really seems to have lost their souls on the Huangquan Road."

"Take it this step by step, and the hearts of the people are panicked."

"I used to feel that the tragedy of crying was the son of a wise son, and now I feel that this one who does not cry is crying and tears."

“Whose master is dead?Because of the number of people who were buried, it was not the death of our master Li’s father?”

The two teams continued to move forward, and the front and back feet went out of the city gate to the cemetery of "Liaoze Garden".Because the silent forward team is too strange, without any greeting, the back are followed by a number of people watching the lively.The most important question to ask is who died?

The cemetery of the "Liaoze Garden" was originally a mass grave outside the city, which was specially used to bury the body of the owner.There are usually few funeral squads here, and the deadmen hired by the government push the unknown corpses that converge in the city and throw them here.Today, let’s take two.

The funeral procession of the Ximen family arrived at the place and arranged the hall, because their master had died of the plague, a group of grandchildren could not hide far away, afraid of being too close and contaminated.

Another funeral procession was much simpler, the coffin was placed on two benches, and several wreaths that read "the soul is immortal" and "the atmosphere is long-term" is placed on both sides of the coffin.A sketch portrait is placed on the coffin, and the name of the deceased can finally be seen on the card in front of the coffin, the position of the brother of the dog.

Around watching the lively people have literacy, see this card is a big surprise, there are rumors: "It is really strange, think that the death of what the big family of the master, but did not expect the dead people even have a big name, it sounds like a lowly slave name."How could there be so many people buried?”

A young man came out of the coffin.When he waited for the funeral lined up, he stood in front of the coffin and said, “Today, we will send away the dog brothers.”I know a lot of people who aren’t familiar with him, even today, to know his name.I'll tell you about the life of a dog's brother."

Listening to the young man seems to want to tell a story, and the onlookers are also curious to smoke before.However, the funeral procession of the Simon family was not happy, and the onlookers all ran away, and it seemed that they were particularly deserted here.The eldest son of the Ximen family, the eldest son, drank the louder and cried, boasting about the hard work.

But this does not affect the boy next to him, he said in a balanced tone: "Zhao dog came from poverty, he has two brothers, four younger brothers and sisters."Because the parents at home could not raise so many children, it was decided to draw a lottery to let the two children go out to ask for life.To put it plainly, it doesn’t matter.Unfortunately, the dog brothers were forced to leave the house when they were twelve years old.

The dog brother once told me that he did not hate his parents, it was really poor at home, and he could still live when he went out to wander.So he went out with one of his brothers."

The funeral procession in front of the teenager was silent, but not everyone understood why they were going to bury a stranger who had nothing to do with himself.But when the teenager talked about the home of the deceased, someone quickly warmed his eyes and tears rolled out - because many people in the team had similar experiences.

The boy continued: "After the dog brothers and brothers left home, they begged, picked wild fruits in the mountains, and secretly took care of people's money bags for a living.He was bitten by a landowner, beaten by a booty, and driven by a vendor.In his own words, he lived like a dog.

Until one day the dog really went on, the brothers had to sell themselves.As a result of this sale, he and his brother were sold all the way to the distant Ikhkurun.It is not easy to be a slave to the owner's house.

The master only cares if the dog brother has finished his work, but he does not care if he eats and does not eat enough.After only two months of work, the brother of the dog brother was killed by the master in order to steal a cake for him.And he can only look, watch. . . .

The young man’s voice was low and clear, and the people present heard it clearly.There was sobs in the funeral procession, the companions who had fled from Ikhkuren.The description of the teenager reminded them of their past, which was a nightmare day.

Not only did the mourners hear these words, but the people around them also became concentrated.No one has ever held such a special funeral, no one has ever told so affectionately about a humble slave, no one has ever told so simple and direct suffering.There are no high people on the scene, even if they are with the lively idle people who listen to the heart.

"The dog brothers spent a few years in Ikhkurun, working non-stop, constantly beaten, and suffering non-stop.Although he is still alive, his heart is dead.Until one day he became my brother, my brother.When I first talked to him, I remember the words he cried to me—I hadn’t had a full meal in a long time.

The dog brother has been like everyone else since then, and has been with me ever since.He studied hard and worked hard, and he knew five hundred words and could write more than a hundred of them.He learned to burn pottery, learned to build iron furnaces, and he wanted to follow the blacksmith to beat the iron.He feels that he is alive and running, alive like a man."

The voice of the young man is up and down, and the story is simple and vivid.The people present had a sense of presence."The Zhao dog brother did not leave me in Ihkurun, did not leave me in the Liuhezhai, and did not leave me on the way back to Daming."Because he is so loyal, I also pay back to him with care.When I got there, I made him a man.

The dog brother also made a mistake, and when he arrived in Fushun, he felt that his life would be free of worry and should have a good life.He was a small and cheap man, and he took bribes from others.

I cursed him for it, and I cursed him hard.I told him that he wanted to be happy to die, I told him that many people wanted our lives, and I told him that I had to have a longer-term plan and a greater ambition to do with me.I told him that if he thought about comforting, don't do it with me.Because what I have to do is hard.

In the end, the brother who was born and died, Zhao Xiao cried and confessed to my mistake, assuring that he would never take other people's money again, and promised to work with me all his life.I am happy to have a lifelong brother.

Sadly, someone has come to kill us.Someone stabbed the dog's neck with a knife on a snowy night, leaving us with a brother to rely on."

At this point, more than 20 people from Ikhkurun had already sobbed.Even other people who are not familiar with the dog have burst into tears.Even the crowd onlookers were a little sad, and many people obviously had nothing to do with this funeral, but they were crying a few words from the young man.

The sound of the Ximen family was even louder, but it rendered this sadness.

Why am I doing this funeral?Why do you want to bury everyone?”The young man's voice suddenly rose, "Some people say that the death of a slave, a low life, no name, only dead, dead and dead."

The murderous assassin must have thought so, defied our strength, laughed at our unity, despised our efforts.He felt that he was worse than we put it all over, and he thought he could kill us at will without paying the price.

Yes, I know there are a lot of people who think so.

Those high guys.

Those guys with the power.

Those who oppress the good ones.

Even among those in front of me, a lot of people think so.

I can't help anyone, I just want to say to my brothers and sisters, if you are self-righteous, how can you let others value you?If you want to be able to stand up one day, you have to hold your head high today.I want you to know that no one is born low.In my eyes, men and women, rich and poor, noble or low, all are born equal.

And some people are high, some people are as low as mud, is this forever?No... that can be changed.

Let’s take the dog brother for a ride today.Tomorrow I will take everyone with me to eat, clothes, and a good future for the red and red fire."

The sound was louder, and the death wanted to cover the young man’s voice.But a tiger squat gun borrowed from thousands of soldiers was pulled out and stuffed with some gunpowder.

A shot at gunfire!

The bragging was immediately hoarse, watching the lively frightened wolf running and stalking, but the people who sent the Zhao dog felt that the spirit was uplifted in the sound of the gunfire.The boy shouted, "Those who despise us will soon know that we are weak now, but we are absolutely not in trouble."