Absolute Choice

"I don't watch, I don't see, brother, I don't want to see it..."

A pink-carved jade, about five or six-year-old boy, was hiding behind the dark-haired youth with a tearful eye. The probe looked at the big white pig **** on the wooden platform and stood on the edge of the wooden table. The middle-aged man with a knife, a small mouth, a small head shaking like a rattle.

The little boy is sad and scared now. Although this big white pig is not cute, it is very pitiful to kill it with a knife, and the old man not only wants to kill it, but also wants him to look at it, it is too bad.

"Hey, Xiaobai is still small now, don't you wait until you grow up?"

The dark-haired boy touched the boy's head, his eyes tender and petting.

The strong man took a look at the little boy and said with a slap in the face: "Can't wait any longer. We have killed the pigs for generations. I was three years old and watched your grandfather slaughter three tyrannical pigs. You also started when you were four years old. Learn to kill pigs, this little rabbit scorpion is five years old this year, even the pigs have not seen!"

The young man's face is a stiff, soft voice: "The little white courage is relatively small, and... I will inherit the family business of Shijia, Xiaobai, let him choose his own life, okay?"

The brawny heard a moment of silence and sighed: "Let a Tsinghua high school student be a butcher who kills pigs. My heart is not so embarrassing, you..."

"I am fine."

The young black hair smiled slightly, like the spring breeze in March. "What happened to the butcher? The butcher's child can still become the top candidate for the college entrance examination! And although we have killed the pig, we have never hurt anyone, even if it is a butcher, it is kind. Butcher. The most important thing is that Xiaobai doesn't like to kill pigs. We should let him do what he likes."

The strong man opened his mouth, but did not know what to say, his eyes were soft and bleak, and the hand holding the knife was slightly trembling.

"I like to kill pigs!"

Suddenly a clear voice sounded, the little boy walked out from behind the young man, rubbed the tears of his eyes with his back, and the milk said: "I don't want my brother to be a butcher... I like to kill pigs, I... I come. When the butcher!"

The young black-haired youth and the strong man were stunned, and the little boy’s pink face was so serious that he was too serious to believe that he was only a five-year-old child.

The little boy suddenly bitted his face and said, "But the big white pig will be very painful. Can you not kill it?"

The strong man crouched down and said softly: "Do not worry, you will not let it feel pain."

The little boy stayed and asked, "No... hurt?"

The brawny man laughed and patted his chest and said: "The stone family can't have a hearty butcher. Your grandfather often said that although we kill pigs, the most unforgettable thing is kindness, let the big white pig leave without pain. It is us. The principle must not be violated."

The little boy opened his mouth, lowered his head, and his eyes were full of sadness. "But...big white pig...will you die?"

The brawny man screamed, and immediately smiled bitterly, and then the benevolent butcher was also a butcher. After a knife, the life that was taken away was peacefully passed away, and it was still a sad death.

The young black man patted the shoulders of the strong man and whispered: "Hey, don't push it any more. I know that you don't want the Shi family's generation to be abandoned in your hands. I don't want to marry my grandfather's spirit in heaven. ..爹, I understand, so I will take this responsibility, I, do not like those complicated cities, I like the air here, like this village with you and Xiaobai."

The brawny patted the slender and slender hand on his shoulder and said softly: "You are born to use a pen. How can I get you a knife? No, it's a benevolent butcher, this self-deception joke." It’s enough to come to me. If I am beaten up when I see your grandfather in the future, I will squint and squat, haha.”

The laughter of the strong man is bold and unpretentious, and the young man pulls his mouth, but he can’t laugh.

The little boy looked up at the young man, turned his head and glanced at the strong man. Suddenly, he spread the small hand holding the young trousers and ran to the side of the wooden table. He stared at the big white pig that was tied and loud. Road: "I want to see killing pigs, I... I am not afraid!"

The black eyes were clearly filled with tears, and the shape of the lower lip was pitiful, but the firm expression was so moving.

The strong-eyed eyelids are slightly moist, walking forward, and walking and saying: "A long time ago, our Shijia ancestors pursued a knife-cutting throat, but that would make the pigs suffer when they died, so after countless years of improvement, we stone The choice of killing pigs today is - straight heart!"

The strong man walked up to the big white pig and pointed his finger at the left chest of the big white pig. He said: "This is the heart of the big white pig, but the fat of the pig is very thick, so it is quite difficult to stab the heart, and it will be big if you accidentally White pigs bring more pain."

"But this is the responsibility that our Shijia men must bear. This knife must be quick and accurate, without hesitation, merciless, and not merciful, because this is what we are as butchers, only the kindness left!"

The voice of the strong man just fell, and suddenly he fell from the knife and stabbed the left chest of the big white pig.

"whimper!"

The big white pig twitched, the body twitched, and closed his eyes directly. There was no movement anymore. A fresh life didn't even have time to struggle, and it was completely dead.

This knife is coming too fast and too sudden, so fast that the little boy with wide eyes can't close his eyes.

"Wow!"

The little boy was stupid for a moment, and suddenly he wowed to the arms of the youth and burst into tears.

The strong man sighed deeply. Did he not cry like this heartbreak?

The young man clung to the little boy and his eyes were full of distress.

"Graduate next year, I will come back to kill the pig."

"This year, I will tell you Grandpa, I will not kill the pigs."

The two men also said that these two sentences have different meanings but are equally meaningful.

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In the dark cupboard, the young black-haired boy and the little boy curled up and embraced each other. The little boy shivered, and the young black man kept stroking the back of the little boy.

"Don't worry, you won't have anything to do, there are a few bad guys... someone will pack them up."

The youth seemed to endure something, and the voice of the voice shook a little.

The little boy’s eyes lit up and hurriedly said: “Hero... brother, the hero will come to clean up the bad guys, right?”

The young man gave a slight glimpse, then laughed twice and pretended to say affirmatively: "Of course, the heroes that Xiaobai saw on TV are dedicated to cleaning up the bad guys. The hero will definitely save everyone. Something is going on."

"Ok!"

The little boy focused on the head, and the trembling body gradually calmed down.

Just then, a few rhythm of footsteps came from outside the house.

The young man breathed a stagnation and hurriedly yelled at the little boy, saying in a low, unspeakable voice: "No... want to... sound..."

The little boy nodded lightly, buried his little head in the chest of the youth, and his body trembled again.

Suddenly, a hoarse and screaming voice rang out of the house, coming in through the window, through the gaps in the cabinet, and reaching the deafness of the young and the little boy.

"You waste, a gun but a butcher with a knife? A rusty pig knife kills two people. Do you mean that you are a terrorist?"

Then, a stuttering male voice sounded.

"The butcher...a little bit..."

In the cupboard, the young and the little boy heard this and looked at each other in the darkness, revealing a smile of joy.

The hoarse voice rang again. "Can you be better than a gun? You are too stupid."

The stuttering voice did not stutter this time, and the speech was very smooth. "Yes, it is still the boss, and the butcher has collapsed in one shot!"

When the young people heard this, their eyes suddenly stagnated.

The little boy reacted after a while, and "ah" called out.

The young man was shocked and hurriedly grabbed the boy’s mouth. The other hand clung to the boy’s body and whispered: “Hey, don’t make a noise.”

However, everything seems to be too late, and the two sounds outside the house are ringing at this time.

"Well? Is there anyone in this room?"

"Boss, I also heard."

"It seems that there is a fish that slips through the net, and it’s just that I haven’t vented it, killing people!"

The footsteps gradually went from the outside to the door, and the door and the closed door were still clearly audible.

There is a trace of despair in the eyes of the youth.

But it immediately ignited a glimmer of hope.

He bowed his head and kissed the little boy's forehead. He spoke very quickly. He said solemnly: "White, remember, you are the king of the kings, you lead the world of justice and evil, one day, yours The power of evil kings will awaken, you will take all evil away from the world, you will save the world, because you are the king of the world. So, you have to live, live well, this world needs you."

When the young man finished, he suddenly reached out to the little boy's neck, feeling the stiff body in his arms gradually softening, and the young gentle smile, like the daisy blooming in the winter.

He walked out of the window and picked up a rusty pig knife and rushed out the door.

Soon after, a few gunshots and a few crickets rang out in the world outside the window, and it continued for a moment, turning into the coldest silence.

In the world in the window, there is a small life sleeping.

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In the virtual world, everyone is waiting for the name of the knife, whether it is the audience, the commentary, Princess Xiao Yu, or the sudden appearance of the archbishop of the red erected ears, which easily pierce the virus black scorpion and dark guard Cover, a moment of killing the wind without a knife, what is the knife?

"This knife is called..."

Shi Xiaobai opened his mouth and suddenly two lines of hot tears came out of his eyes.

"called...called..."

He reached out and wiped his eyes, but the tears couldn't stop, and the words choked in the throat, like suffocating.

The two voices echoed in his mind.

"Little white is still small."

"Little white courage is relatively small."

"Hey, don't push it any more."

"I don't like those complicated cities. I like the air here. I like this village with you and Xiaobai."

"Graduate next year, I will come back to kill the pig."

"So, you have to live, live well, this world needs you."

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"The benevolent butcher, this self-deception joke is enough for me."

"But this is the responsibility that our Shijia men must bear."

"This year, I will tell you Grandpa, I will not kill the pigs."

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Shi Xiaobai raised his short knife, looked up at the sky, let the tears fall to the earth, and said to the world with the softest voice.

"This knife is called - killing a knife!"

(ps: This wave of memories has filled a few pits and paving in front of it. (You can look at the previous chapter when you have time, you know how much I have laid, oh.) I am quite satisfied with this chapter. I don't know everyone. How do you feel. As for killing a knife, it is so powerful, the next chapter will explain. If you like this knife, recommend tickets and rewards!)