The one-eyed young man saw that his father was reprimanded, lowered his head and smiled secretly. The old cigarette butt coughed, and then hit the one-eyed young man on the head with a stick, "Why are you laughing? Encountering a blood corpse can be big or small. Last time, your second grandpa dug this thing in Luoyang, and as a result, he is still crazy and dazed now. You, a little kid, don't even have hair on your mouth, and you do things so roughly and carelessly. Do you think you have too many heads?" "So, is it okay or not?" The one-eyed young man was impatient and kept scratching his head. The old cigarette butt puffed a few times, looked at the sky, seemed to be determined, and said to the big bearded man, "Well, we still need to do it. Wait a minute, I'll go down first, you follow me, and the second son, you bring a local rat to follow up. The third son, you don't go down. With four people, it's too late to retreat. You just hold the tail of the local rat. When we shout inside, you pull the thing out." The youngest boy was not satisfied: "I don't agree, you are biased. I'll tell my mother!" The old cigarette butt laughed: "Look, look, the third son still can't be owed. Stop making trouble, and I'll let you touch a golden knife later." "I don't want you to touch it, I'll touch it myself." The one-eyed second son got angry, and grabbed the ear of the third son: "You this miscellaneous guy are looking for trouble with me. Be careful that I get angry." The youngest boy had been beaten a lot on usual days. Seeing that his second brother was really angry, he was too scared to speak and just looked at his father for help.Unexpectedly, his father had already gone to pack up the gear. His second brother was proud: "Why are you so unlovable? This time, the old man won't help you either. If you shout again, I'll twist you into a twist*!" The third son was scared and quickly covered his crotch and ran away.