"The Demonic Life of Chen Ergou" The ragged old man squatted on a birch wooden pier in front of the dilapidated house, took a sip of homemade soju, took a sip of extremely strong green toad dry cigarettes, squinted his eyes, looked at the sunset that was about to fall into the Changbai Mountains, and said to a child about six or seven years old who was playing with two native dogs, "Floating life, the beast that the Siberian tiger feared the most is not the black blind man with thick skin, nor the wild boar king of 600 pounds, but the mountain guard dog who went up the mountain." Many years later, the old man lay in an inconspicuous grave. The child who was not frozen to death by smoke cannons in heavy snow and was not slapped by the villagers of Zhangjiazhai finally walked out of the mountain.
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