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I sat on a stone bench in the park and smoked. The sun was shining brightly today, the temperature was suitable, and the sky was blue. I called Zhang Shun, but no one answered the phone twice. I took out the water glass from my bag and took a sip, then looked around. There were quite a lot of people, including adults and children. Not far in front of me was a pond. A child was sitting and playing next to it. Her mother was standing a dozen meters away, talking on her mobile phone. I stared at the child and laughed, and then looked at her mother. She happened to be looking at me too, with such alert eyes that I had to put away the smile on my face. There was a group of people dancing in the open space across the pond, and many people gathered around to watch. I walked over and saw many stone benches under a dozen thick pine trees. People gathered to play poker or chat and rest. I found an empty seat and sat down.

This morning, Xiao Hu from the town police station received the task of assisting in investigating a case in the district. He drove to Xinliu Village under the town, and found Wang Dong's house through the guidance of an enthusiastic woman at the entrance of the village. The door was open. Xiao Hu did not knock on the iron door to signal, but walked straight into the courtyard, and an indescribable smell of feces hit him. The toilet door on the west side was open. He covered his nose and walked over. He saw Wang Dong squatting on the edge of the pit with a hoe to salvage something. Xiao Hu said nothing, standing by the door and staring. The salvage was not going smoothly. There were several splashing sounds. Wang Dong stood up with a hoe, drooping his head and sighing a few times, looking very heavy. He turned around and saw Xiao Hu, who had been waiting for a long time. He stepped back and lost his balance. Fortunately, he was able to stand still with the hoe. Xiao Hu came over and stretched his head to look into the latrine. What he saw was not disgusting human excrement, but a piece of excrement like ink.

"Don't Take the Rest" is author Wei Sixiao's most mature and touching novel to date. The protagonist of the novel, Wei Xuejin, is a farmer in central Shandong. The novel tells the story of the last three days of his life. What is before us is not only the fate of the individual, but also the family, the village behind the story, and the helplessness of the little people in the changing times. Wei Sixiao used his restrained but compassionate brushstrokes to focus on the three generations of old, middle and young people, and painted a vivid and vivid picture of the local people in Shandong.

This book is a collection of short stories. Starting in 2016, Wei Sixiao tried a new form of writing, that is, "writing biographies" for the rural women and rural men around him. A series of long or short stories show the strength of his thinking. He set three principles for himself: to be neutral and not mixed with personal emotional bias; to describe his life in outline, or to intercept a section of his life; to keep it within 6,000 words and keep it as brief as possible. The characters in his works are faces that can be seen everywhere in the rural world, but they are highly representative.

"In this small land, the four seasons change, rain and snow fall, and people are like insects and ants, running around for their lives, but in the end they are empty-handed." "A Land Wide and an Inch of Wood" is a new masterpiece by the writer Wei Sixiao, and the title of the book is a decomposition of the word "village". Village is an adjective that reflects the situation of everyone who is faced with an overwhelming life. The living beings and daily life of "Xinliu Village" unfold slowly like documentary footage. There are more than a hundred characters, age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, each face has endless stories. The writing method of "A Wisdom of Land and an Inch of Trees" eliminates the boundaries between fiction and non-fiction, and challenges the traditional imaginative writing of the countryside. The first part, "Partial", focuses on people, things, places and time, thus linking up the character pedigree and various world affairs in Xinliu Village; the second part, "One Year", takes the daily life of mother and son, Lao Fu and "I" as the main line, describing the village's major and minor affairs in one year, involving agricultural production, weddings and funerals, grassroots politics, etc., And panoramically depicts the real landscape of the current countryside. "A Lot of Ground and an Inch of Trees" is like a written documentary about contemporary rural areas, full of close and detailed observations and profound and specific concerns. The life picture of Xinliu Village hides the ghost of history and also reveals the confusion of the times.

"Wang Neng Hao" is Wei Sixiao's latest novel. It uses a farmer's departure, return and unexpected death as clues to weave an ukiyo-e of contemporary rural life. This is a rural novel that is truly profound and compassionate. It depicts a rough and powerful picture of rural life with a unique minimalist style. The capture and perspective of rural life and the fate of people in the countryside make the work full of pathos and a kind of power. In terms of overall style, Wei Sixiao successfully constructed his observation and understanding of rural life, that is, the more common rural characters are helpless in the face of fate. They try to establish contact with life again and again, but they all suffer from life's tricks. The plight of these characters is not only manifested in material life but also in spiritual life.

"Why Are We Bored" is a youthful and humorous urban novel. In terms of plot arrangement, the author uses ridiculous and absurd stories to sort out the living conditions of several young people in small towns in a deeper way. The protagonists have frustrated ideals and face life, eager to break through boredom, and then stage a series of unexpected stories. The writing style of the novel uses a variety of narrative techniques, the language is witty, and it is highly readable.

Shen Ying was born in an ordinary worker's family in Zibo, Shandong. Her mother died of cancer, her father was absent for a long time when she was growing up, and her marriage was in vain. Although I had no worries about food and clothing every day, I had nothing to rely on and no one to talk to. She always thought that life should be like this. The appearance of Chen Zikai awakened emotions she had never experienced before, like a beam of light penetrating into the darkness, stirring up an earth-shaking scene. But Chen Zikai's indifference and evasive attitude made Shen Ying feel unusually disillusioned with everything she was seeing. Chen Zikai's proposal to break up was like stepping on Shen Ying's already fragile nerves until they broke...