Chapter 47

Xie Lu can hit at least seven or eight shots with ten shots.

"My family is a natural sharpshooter My grandfather was very happy. He was an excellent old hunter. He told him all his experience and know-how, no matter how young he was or whether he could understand Xie Lu for the first time.

Xie Lu listened quietly.

By the time he got down the hill, he could shoot the wild bird in the head.

This evening, the grandson and grandson were still lying on the bamboo bed. His grandfather was very serious and very pleased to say to him, "Lu Lu, this time my grandfather will send you back, and tell your parents that they will send you to practice shooting. In Laozhao's family at the head of the village, there is a grandson who is good at shooting at the sports school. After that, he can join the army, become a policeman and participate in the Olympic Games. He will never have to worry about it for a lifetime

Xie Lu suddenly jumped up from the bed: "grandfather, really? Will you tell them? "

"Of course it's true, granddad promise you."

That night, Xie Lu lost sleep. My mind is full of pictures of myself standing on the Olympic gold medal podium with a gun.

It's hard to say that a 10-year-old has a clear life goal. But once he has an earth shaking dream, it will be enough to burn all his blood and desire in a very short period of time -

until this dream is easily broken by the ruthless reality.

Grandfather's promise fell through.

When he sent Xie Lu back to the city, his father was in the sparsely populated restaurant, and his face was ugly. Grandfather asked Xie Lu to sit aside and tell him by himself.

Results after a while, I heard his father roaring at his grandfather's voice: "where can I afford to send him to learn specialty? It's good to have a book to read! I'm counting on him to come to the store right after he finishes high school! "

"But land and land are born..."

"Dad, leave it alone. He's my son."

"You know he's your son, and it's a child's life!"

"Dad, it's absolutely impossible. You can go quickly. It's late and there's no bus. "

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Xie Lu's last impression that day was lying in the window of the narrow attic on the second floor of the shop, watching his grandfather in the twilight, walking further and further away. His back is very rickety. When he came, he held Xie Lu in his left hand and a chicken and many dishes in his right hand. Now his hands are empty and his head has been lowered. Xie Lu feels that his grandfather looks old all of a sudden.

Grandfather went to the bus stop and was waiting for the bus. He waited for nearly an hour, and Xie Lu was watching him at the window for an hour.

More and more people were on the platform, and the bus finally came. Xie Lu watched as his grandfather walked quickly to the door, but was squeezed to the end by a group of people. Then, like a fish in the crevice of the stream, he pushed forward desperately. Finally, he got on the bus. The carriage was full, and Xie Lu could not see him again.

After a few years of winter and summer vacation, Xie Lu still went to the countryside with his grandfather. However, neither of them mentioned the subject of shooting again. Only once, when Xie Lu was cooking in the stove, he saw his grandfather's most precious old steam gun, which was split in two and left with firewood.

Xie Lu looked at the "corpse" of the gun for a long time, and finally threw it into the stove and burned it.

Xie Lu did not stop loving guns.

Grandfather sold eggs and saved pocket money for him, but he couldn't bear to spend any money. He didn't spend the meagre lunch money that dad gave him. When he was hungry, he drank water.

Save 40 or 50 yuan and go to the market to buy the cheapest imitation toy gun. It's plastic bullets. But Xie Lu was born keen on guns, and could pick out a large number of simulation guns with the best workmanship and the most accurate aiming.

Then I nest in the attic on the second floor of my home. Every day, I fight against the buildings opposite. The neighbors hang bacon, pepper and wormwood At the weekend, they go up the mountain with guns. If plastic bullets can't hit animals, they will hit leaves, ants and ladybugs on leaves.

Once, he took a "blueprint" and went to the blacksmith's shop to shoot a real gun. When the master saw it, he immediately waved his hand and refused: "you boy, you are so brave. Who dares to shoot you? Where did you steal this picture? Let's go

The second time, Xie Lu learned. He disassembled the parts of the gun into several drawings and went to several blacksmiths to make them. It cost him nearly a year's savings. A few months later, he finally had his first gun. The bullet uses lead bullet, which can't kill people, but is enough to cause disability, especially for birds and animals. When he shot for the first time, the pheasant hit a pheasant on the mountain. Finally, he felt that some impulse and joy which had been suppressed in his body for a long time was understood and released.

The gun was his secret. He didn't tell anyone, not even grandfather. He just came home late and late every day, he played truant and sometimes lived in the mountains for two days on weekends - nobody noticed. He sold the game to restaurants in the city. The money he got was enough to cover his daily expenses.

14、 The five-year-old boy, however, lived like a real hunter, and gradually became famous in the surrounding mountains. Because his prey is always shot in the eye.

Only one sharpshooter in a million can do it.Xie Lu also has a feeling.

Whenever he came out of the mountains, back to the city, back home, back to school. He just felt out of place with all this. But he also knew that he could not live by hunting all his life, and his father's half dead shop still expected him to work hard.

But he didn't know where the road was.

At the age of fourteen, my grandfather died. It was fatal. I was afraid that he would be sad until he was so ill that he could not move in bed.

Father and son rushed to the countryside all night, looking at the grandfather on his bed, and they both cried. But the grandfather was smiling. He shook Xie Lu's hand and said, "my child, I want to live a good life. My grandfather will see you in the sky."

Xie Lu couldn't speak.

My grandfather called his father to him and pointed to the cabinet next to him: "there are ten thousand yuan I have saved there. You promise me that Lu Lu will take the test of shooting ability, or I will die in my eyes."

Dad went over, took out the money, ordered it, nodded in tears, "OK."

In accordance with grandfather's last wish, his body was cremated three days later.

People in the countryside advocate burial, and the Xie family's old man has become the only exception for many years. No one told Xie Lu, but he understood that his grandfather was determined to cremate in order to save money and read him shooting skills.

Half a month later, Xie Lu graduated from junior high school, and the provincial sports school also issued a public enrollment announcement, including three places for shooting specialty students.

Xie Lu mentioned the registration with his father, but at that time, his father was struggling to rent the store for the next quarter. Every time he spoke, his father waved his hand impatiently: "wait until I have time."

Afraid of the delay, Xie Lu went to sign up, have a physical examination and take a written examination Until the final shooting test day.

Provincial Sports School is also among the best in the country, so the test day, almost a sea of people. Xie Lu sat in the examinees. He was not the top student of the city sports school, but also the champion of the national juvenile shooting competition. He was the only one. When the teacher called his name, he was puzzled: "Xie Lu? Have no shooting training experience or achievements? "

"No He replied, for the first time in his life, his palms were sweating and he felt stage fright.

Xie Lu took part in the examination of that short dozens of minutes, attracted the sports school shooting Department teachers to come to watch. It is said that even the headmaster, who is working, rushes to the shooting range to see the shooting skills of this beautiful and unknown boy.

"Move the target back 30 meters! The candidates started shooting freely. "

"10 rings, 10 rings, 10 rings..."

"Move back 30 meters!"

"10 rings, 9. Ring 97, ring 10... "

"Move the target!"

"10 rings, 10 rings, 10 rings..."

When the examination was finally over, Xie Lu put down his gun and turned around, and the examiners reported the results, the audience was silent. The headmaster made a decision on the spot: "give him the admission notice, this psychological quality, this shooting method I must have this boy

Xie Lu returned home with a warm acceptance notice. On the way, he made a rough calculation according to the amount the teacher told him. The money left by his grandfather was just enough for two years' tuition, living expenses, tuition fees for the remaining year, and other expenses. He could think of another way on his own.

Xie Lu, 15, felt for the first time that he was so close to his dream.

Also, grandfather's dream.

On this day, for the first time, he felt the pain of his dream being torn apart.

When he handed the notice to his father, he was silent for a long time.

Xie Lu said: "that's the money my grandfather left me to learn shooting. I have to take it back."

My father suddenly went mad.

He grabbed the notice and tore it up. Xie Lu was so surprised that he rushed over, but only grabbed a pile of pieces. Then, he saw his father very angry, extremely contemptuous, but also with some embarrassment expression. He coldly patted the table and stood up: "I told you that you will come to the store to help me when you graduate from high school. Your grandfather was in a muddle when he died, and you followed the whims? Do you know how much it costs to raise a special student? Where can I find so much money? Your grandfather's money has already been used to pay the rent. Do you want any money? Learn to shoot? Didn't you see the news that those Olympic champions didn't have food to eat and went to the bathhouse to give people a bath? Think about it, don't think about it! "

Xie Lu didn't understand. Where did his father's outrage come from? Does he hate his son?

No, he has been living so angry that life makes him angry at everything and everyone - from the day Xie Lu became sensible.

Xie Lu picked up the scraps of paper and stood up: "if you don't give me money, I'll work by myself and go to sports school. It has nothing to do with you from now on. "

"Go to your mother's sports school!" His father kicked him on and knocked him to the ground, "I don't want it! How dare you break off with Laozi? Lao Tzu has the final say in your Lao Tzu. What school do you read is the boss's opinion. If I don't want you to read, which school can accept you? How dare they? I haven't heard of anyone who dares to send a child! "

Xie Lu was silent for a long time. He got up from the ground and went upstairs. Father thought he was afraid of being beaten, so he stopped caring about him and continued to sit down and settle accounts.After a while, I saw Xie Lu carrying a bag and wearing a cap.

Father ignored him.

What the father didn't know was that this time he left, his son would never come back again.

It was a sunny afternoon, and he was sitting by the stream, cleaning up a Caragana just taken. Next to him is a bunch of bamboo shoots just picked - this is his dinner today.

The man came out of the woods, followed by two equally tall men.

However, different from the cool and vigorous of his retinue, the man is unexpectedly young in white shirt and dark casual trousers. There was a smile on his face, which seemed like a rich young man on a trip.

He squatted down in front of Xie Lu, and with his extremely slender white fingers, he plucked the dead golden pheasant, and then asked, "are you Xie Lu? In the provincial sports school selection examination, Xie Lu, who is now living in the mountains and has no way out, suddenly disappears

Xie Lu looked at him without saying anything.

He looked at the gun behind Xie Lu: "let me see your shooting skills."

Xie Lu was silent for a moment. He still held the Caragana in his left hand. Suddenly, he swung the air gun on his back. The muzzle of the gun was raised and his finger was pulled on the trigger. He did these actions in a single breath and at a very fast speed. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man squatting in the same place without any panic. However, the two men standing behind him suddenly changed color. They quickly took out guns from their waists and aimed at Xie Lu.

It was a dark and bright gun body that Xie Lu had never seen before.

That's a real gun.

Xie Lu didn't see two real browning facing his head, looked up at the sky, raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

A kingfisher, which had just passed overhead, fell down. It fell right between the man and Sheru.

Xie Lu carries the gun back and continues to deal with the Caragana. The two attendants slowly put away their guns.

The man stood up and put his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Xie Lu, follow me."

Xie Lu looked up: "who are you? Why? "

The man laughed again and reached for an attendant, who pulled out the pistol from his waist and handed it to him. As soon as he raised his hand, the heavy browning fell into Xie luhuai.

"What you have on your back is not a gun at all. What you are living is not the life you should live. " He said, "a gifted person has his destiny and way of life. I can bring you this life. "

Xie Lu also stood up: "how can I believe you?"

The man was silent for a moment, and then he began to smile: "because I can understand you, the fatalism that is incompatible with the mediocrity of this world; the impulse to burn everything and pursue yourself. Because I am always burning, and I am deeply convinced by the charm.

Come with me, Xie Lu. Because only in me can you be accepted, accepted and never be let down again. Now that you're 15, I promise you that in five years, you'll be the greatest shooter in the world.

Of course, I'm the only shooter

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