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This book contains 6 novellas by the author. Three of the works were published in "Yellow River" and the others were published in other domestic publications. The author skillfully uses pioneering writing techniques to distance himself from daily life and create a strange life landscape. With cold brushstrokes, he gives a clear view and profound analysis of the tragedy of fate and human dilemma of the little people at the bottom. In his works, reality and avant-garde are like the confluence of two rivers, highlighting the waves of life and showing the eternity of human nature.

If he hadn't gone to that shabby meeting, Zhao Bing wouldn't have let Li Yin know him. If he knew that he could get to know Zhou Yi during the meeting, Zhao Bing would rather go a day earlier. Like Zhao Bing, Li Yin and Zhou Yi were also two loyal listeners of that meeting. Zhao Bing had forgotten what the title was. What Zhao Bing remembers is Zhou Yi. Now Zhao Bing has come back from the meeting. Lazy on the sofa, lighting a cigarette, he wanted to briefly recall some of the events at that meeting. In fact, I wanted to recall as many details as possible with Zhou Yi. He felt that the two of them might be separated forever, but it was always necessary to keep some good memories. Zhao Bing's memories start bit by bit. Zhao Bing got out of the car that day and walked for three kilometers under the scorching sun - this was obviously not important.

Li Laibing: Born in Huairen County, Shanxi Province in 1972. Member of Shanxi Writers Association. He began literary creation in the late 1990s, and his works are mainly novels. Last year, this magazine published his novels "Zhao Bingge", "Happiness Causes Trouble", "Other People's Villages", "The Guest", "One Day" and "Trance". I'm Sui Fucking. Of course they are Han Chinese. I'm Sui Fucking. If you hear the person opposite you introduce yourself like this, then you should be lucky, because in this small town, meeting Sui Fucking means you have met the best putty maker. Unless, of course, you're not the type who's in a rush to decorate your house. Actually, my name is not Sui Fufu, my name is Sui Er. I am the second eldest child in my family, and they called me Sui Er. My real name is Sui Yongquan.

That night, Lin Bai took a step downstairs and fell down, losing one of his front teeth and developing a hare lip. About ten days later, he went to work, wearing a sun hat and a large mask. He thought it would be better to wear a pair of sunglasses instead of looking weird. The unit is located in an old courtyard in the old city. From a distance, you can see the tile ridges, which look like dragon scales and glow green-gray in the sun. The white paint on the sign on the door was gone. The "Shanhe County Meteorological Bureau" in black paint looked majestic, but it was peeled off in many places. Lin Bai's fingers itched when he looked at them. He thought to himself, if you want to remove them, you can remove them. If you don't want to remove them, then you won't remove them. Who would pity this for being so mysterious? It was itchy, but I couldn't bear to stretch out that finger, and breathed secretly, thinking of the mouth fairy air, blowing it out, and hanging it in front of my eyes, just like ordinary air.

Dayuan almost didn't sleep all night. Early in the morning, he knocked on their doors, carrying bread and milk. The bronze utensils were prepared two days ago, including a drum and a pair of cymbals, both of which were found in the brigade's warehouse. What else is there in the brigade now? Now when people talk about the brigade, even children of several years old will point at the party secretary. But the brigade also has a warehouse in the school, mixed in among a row of warehouses in the school. Maybe others don't know much about it, but Dayuan knows it. Dayuan used to be in the custody of the brigade. When Dayuan found the Party Secretary and took charge of it, the Party Secretary was still sitting on the bench in this school. Dayuan said, I know there are some things inside, so I will borrow those for playing Yangko. The party secretary looked at Dayuan, but he didn't move. Who is still playing Yangko now? He said with a smile. I let people dance the Yangko dance. Dayuan said. He really didn't know how people could choose this little kid as party secretary. Is it just because he had been a soldier for several years?

Xinghua on the upper slope went to visit her sister Taohua who gave birth on the lower slope. When she was crossing the Efeo River, she met her neighbor Chunqiao who was squatting there waiting for her. It was an August day, and there was still some time before harvest. The crops in the field are dark and heavy, and they seem to be full of energy and want to grow higher and grow stronger. These days are busy and leisurely, but being busy can't actually help the crops. A man who is full of energy spends all day in the field, looking around here and there, his face full of anxiety and expectation, as if that is the wife he really wants to give birth to. Yesterday, when I was in bed, Zhengqiang asked Xinghua and Peach Blossom if they were born in the past two days? If so, she should go, since there is no need for her in the fields anyway. Early in the morning, someone on the lower slope spread the word that the peach blossoms would be born in the middle of the night. The messenger was a salesman over there. He didn't drive or push the cart. He just picked up a load and crossed the river.

When Lao Yang and the others left, they blamed me for saying big words. It was better now. I stood alone in the Cultural Square. There were many cars on the opposite road, but I didn't know which car was going to Mumayi. Just as I dialed Tao Xiaolu's cell phone, a police car rushed towards me. I splashed backwards like a drop of water, and Tao Xiaolu's voice loomed on the ground: "I really can't go, I'm sorry to go..." A policeman got out of the car and pulled me to the car quickly and forcefully. I fought against him forcefully and forcefully, and I almost reached the phone. Holding the phone, I said in a sad tone, "Okay, Xiaolu, we won't go, we are safe at home..." After saying that, I immediately turned off the phone. At the same time, another anxiety appeared in my heart. I should tell Lao Yang and the others about this, but what chance would I have to tell them?

By killing people, they all entered a place they did not want to enter. Shopping Jin Zhong was getting ready to go shopping when his wife came back. Are you going to take to the streets? My wife asked me if I wanted to go out on the street. Jinzhong said. It just so happens that I need to buy some things. Let me go with you. Said the wife. Jinzhong thought for a while and said, but I can only send you to the Ladd Building. My wife also thought about it and said okay, you do what you want. Anyway, I'm just shopping, so I'll have everything I need. After starting the motorcycle, my wife lifted her legs and stepped on it. Jin Zhong said, please be gentle, the car will tilt. The wife said, am I not being light? After waiting for three minutes, the motorcycle became hot. Jin Zhong turned the accelerator and the car drove away.