I took a sip of wine and waited for me to react and wanted to leave...

It's too late.

I don’t know what medicine was put in the wine, but I didn’t have any energy.

In a trance, I turned my head and took a look.

Next to the old equipment, Xing Ye turned his pants around.

A horse lantern was placed at his feet, and he was frosted. He reached out to take out the knife used to cut roast chicken from his arms and shook it, with a sneer on his lips.

"fish...."

Before I finished calling my name, I thumped and fell to the ground, and lost consciousness.

......

I don’t know how long it took, but I woke up in a daze.

The light around was very dark, there were no windows in the room, and you could smell a smell of rotten furniture from your nose. Some cotton balls were scattered on the ground. Perhaps over time, the cotton balls had turned black and rotten.

My hands were tied back and my feet were tied together. I was tied to a pillar with a rope. I couldn't shout it out even if I wanted to, because my mouth was stuffed. If I struggled, the rope on my wrist would be tied tightly and it would hurt.

Next to my right hand, Brother Yu was looking around. He woke up earlier than me.

I struggled back and forth, and whined twice.

Brother Yu heard the movement and turned his head to see me and blinked at me.

"Squeak..."

The sound of opening the door came, and a figure came in with a horse lantern in his right hand and closed the door again.

I know where the house is not there, and there is no light, so Master Xing is still dressed in a military coat.

He casually placed the lantern on the table, pulled a broken chair by himself, and sat in front of me.

After staring at me for a few minutes, Master Xing took off the horse lantern, held a cigarette and leaned over, and lit it with the white candle in the horse lantern.

"call....."

Master Xing held the cigarette in one hand, squinted his eyes, and vomited all the cigarette on my face.

"Boy, this is the cigarette you gave me, it's great."

"Why...."

Master Xing blew up the ash: "I'll let go of your mouth now, don't scream, it's hard to deal with if you call me."

After saying that, he pulled off the rag that was biting from my mouth.

I shouted:

"Mr. Xing!"

"Wang Xinggui! You are Wang Xinggui, the factory director of Ermian back then!"

Suddenly, a severe pain came from the base of my thighs. For a moment, I couldn't breathe.

I inserted a knife into my thigh, leaving only the handle outside, and the blade had already sunk deep into the flesh.

In just over ten seconds, the blood soaked my pants.

Master Xing let go of the knife handle.

"Boy, I said, let you be quiet, you are so nice, come up and call me Wang Xinggui. You are very difficult for me to do this."

I grinned and gasped, it hurt.

"It's enough to know it hurts. Don't interrupt me when I talk now, you'll be big guy."

Master Xing let go of Brother Yu and pointed a knife at his face.

Brother Yu looked at it and said nothing.

"Oh..." the old man sighed again and sat on the chair.

"That's right, you're right. I'm Wang Xinggui, the first director of Northwest Second Cotton."

Master Xing looked up at the roof with a confused look. He seemed to have returned to 1958 in an instant, with a vicissitudes of his tone.

"At that time, the two cotton made a big steelmaking team, the production team, the women's team, the responsibility was assigned to others. I remember it was in March 1958, and the municipal government issued a deadly order to suspend the production of cotton coats and quilts, and use all assets to build small blast furnaces. The scrap iron and pots and pans in the factory were used to burn iron."

"Pooh!"

"Then is the fucking thing he trained to?

"More than half of it is scrap! Seeing that the mission period is approaching and the city's production mission is still completed, I pulled a truck of raw materials from Hanzhong to make steelmaking."

The old man pointed at me: "What Old Man Bai told you is right. There is a big iron Buddha and a top of the iron tower in the pile of scrap iron pulled from Hanzhong. I thought I could melt it at the time. At least a few hundred kilograms of molten iron would be produced."

"But my sister disagrees. My second aunt has been chanting Buddha's name all the time. My sister is influenced by her second aunt and chanting Buddha's name. She has a small Buddhist temple at home. When she goes back, she burns incense and recites scriptures when she is fine."

"Later you probably guessed that he wanted to leave Tiefo and Tiedong. As the director of the second cotton factory, how could I agree to her doing this?"

"I never thought..."

"She secretly conspired with Bai Tingli and Tang Xin from hiding me and stole the Tie Buddha and Tie Ding."

"After the accident, I underwent huge pressure from the municipal government and various team members in the factory, and only gave him a notice of criticism. In order to explain to the superiors, I fired Bai Tingli."

The old man suddenly became excited and asked me loudly: "Are I doing something wrong? I am right! I just want to protect her!"

"I like her!"

My mouth was so shocked that I couldn't close.

The news was so unexpected that I forgot the pain of the wound on my leg for the time being.

How come I can't hear it?

"She" refers to Wang Xiaoqin who Fang Nian hangs on a pear tree. What I have no idea is that Wang Xiaoqin will be Wang Xinggui's sister...

And I can tell from the old man’s meaning between the lines that his liking for Wang Xiaoqin is not the kind of liking for normal brothers and sisters.

I recall the girl in the old photos, standing in the cotton field, wearing braids, and wearing a flowery cotton jacket. In that era when there was no cosmetics and beauty, she could definitely be considered a beautiful girl.

"I know what's in your mind."

Master Xing took out a bottle of wine from his military coat pocket. The wine was a small flat bottle of low-quality wine that I had drunk and was very hot.

He unscrewed the bottle cap and tilted his neck and took a sip, wiped his mouth and said, "I have no blood relationship with her, why can't we walk together, tell me."

I opened my mouth, not knowing how to speak.

Master Xing was covered in white hair, his clothes were dirty, his hands were black, and his fingernails were muddy.

He just looked at me, his eyes turned red, and he just cried like that. He seemed to have suffered a lot of grievance, threw away the cigarette, put down the wine, and kept wiping his tears.

"I killed her!"

"It was the rumors in the factory that killed her!"

The old man kicked the table down and said loudly:

"I'm just a shitty factory manager!"

"If one day I go back fifty years ago, I will stab all those who are gossiping to death! Cut their tongues all! Cut them off and fry them all! When they are fried, take them out to feed them to the dog!"

"Gudong...Gudong..."

Master Xing drank a bottle of wine and threw the empty bottle in the corner.

"Forehead."

After burping, he said, "I don't care about the top of the iron tower. It's Old Man White's thing. If you take it, you will take it away. It's also what I asked you to take it away."

As he spoke, Master Xing walked up to me and patted my face with his hand.

"You should stop when you see it, why should you come back?"

"Why are you so greedy?"

"Iron Buddha is Xiaoqin, but you want to take it away! Whoever dares to take it will die if I dare!"

The old man's face was crowded with wrinkles, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

I was really scared. I saw a sense of cruelty and crazyness in his eyes. He might really kill people for the Iron Buddha.

"Xing... Master Xing... you let me go first."

"We don't want your iron Buddha anymore."

"You let me go, and I will persuade others when I go back."

The old man shook his head.

"I originally thought you would give up after getting the iron top. I was wrong. You still want the iron Buddha. The thief's greed is born."

"I changed my mind."

"I'm going to kill you so that no one is trying to make a fool of the iron Buddha."

"Yes, just do it like that, kill you all."
Chapter completed!