Late Into Night,Give Me a Cigarette

After listening to He Dong's words, I shivered and stepped back two steps, because his eyes told me that he was serious.

"Come on! Don't dawdle He Dong saw me motionless and growled impatiently.

As soon as my legs were soft, I knelt on the ground with a thump and looked up at him. Originally, I wanted to beg for mercy, but I couldn't say a word in my voice. Then my tears flowed out like the flood that broke the dike.

See I cry fierce, He Dong mouth scolded a sentence "grass!" He lifted his foot and kicked a corn stalk. Then he took out a pencil sharpening knife from his pocket and threw it to me. He said, "listen, you are my daughter-in-law. If anyone wants to pick up your pants except me, you can stab him with this knife and stab me to death. I'll go to jail for you."

With that, He Dong turned around and left.

I listened to what He Dong said, looked at the knife on the ground, and quickly climbed over to pick it up and put it in my arms. Then all the way trot, after He Dong ran out of the corn field.

Out of the corn field, neither He Dong nor I went back to school.

The adoptive mother knew what happened today. She was so angry that she shivered. She didn't do anything else, just for the 10000 yuan medical expenses!

"You little bitch, you loser! If you don't know what else to do, you'll find trouble for me! If it wasn't for you, He Dong could have made trouble! It's not good to do something with this ten thousand yuan, but to feed the old one

My adoptive mother was so angry that she dragged her shoes, and the sole of the shoes was hard on my body. I just knelt on the ground, motionless, and let my adoptive mother smoke me.

This time she was so angry that she wanted to cramp me until she broke the soles of my shoes.

When my adoptive mother threw the discounted shoes aside, I fell to the ground powerlessly, and I didn't want to move.

No one paid any attention to me. My adoptive father and mother were discussing how to solve the problem of He Dong going to school. It was difficult to extract a piece of meat from their mouths, let alone the real ten thousand yuan.

In fact, ye yaoyu's father has remitted far more than 10000 yuan, but who cares about the hot money!

Finally, they decided to invite the village head to come home and give the village head some benefits. Then they asked the village head to act as an intermediary to mediate. After all, it was the headmaster who gave me the ghost idea.

I don't care about these things. I lie on the ground and close my eyes tightly. What I think in my mind is how Hu Juan pushed me to the headmaster without hesitation, and the door of the office is also locked by her. She just doesn't want me to escape.

So the moment before I left the office, I told the headmaster that Hu Juan had seen everything.

I don't know what kind of heart I felt at that time. I just felt that when I told the headmaster about this, what was burning in my chest. If I could see the headmaster beating Hu Juan with a belt tomorrow, I think I would be very happy.

Finally, I don't know how much money the adoptive father and mother took out. I only know that He Dong continues to go back to school as if nothing happened, but his mind is still not good, and he can't understand the things in the textbook.

My adoptive mother didn't intend to let me continue my studies, but the village head said that it would be worthwhile to exchange tens of thousands of money for a school in our small village. In less than two years, which of you would be the richest man in our village.

So in the face of money, I went back to school.

Only this time, I no longer have any extravagant expectations and yearning for the school, the thought of the headmaster's obscene face, I feel sick.

But there is one thing I have been looking forward to, looking forward to the principal one day to clean up Hu Juan. But I have been waiting for the winter vacation, Hu Juan is safe and sound.

Later, I heard that Lao Hu's family was a famous local villain. Fighting was not fatal. The village head did not dare to provoke his family, so the headmaster naturally did not dare to make trouble.

However, since the village head came out, the headmaster has not been difficult for me. He just takes me as the air.

I once went to miss sun secretly and asked her why she didn't run. I couldn't because I was a child. She was an adult. Why didn't I run?

Mr. Sun looked at me, several times to stop, as if there are many things to say to me, but there is no way to speak, and finally chose silence.

Miss sun lifted up her sleeve and showed me her arm. No wonder she had to wear long sleeve clothes on hot days. There were many ferocious scars on her arm, one after another.

"No escape." When Mr. Sun said this, his eyes were full of despair.

In the twinkling of an eye, four years have passed.

The worst time of the Chinese New Year is to kill pigs and sheep. So every time I come to this time, I always hide far away. I prefer to be frozen outside rather than listen to the desperate cry of those animals.

It's just that, year after year, I don't feel any better when I see the blood flowing all over the yard.

Some things, in the heart, gradually numb.

When I was 12 years old, I went to the fourth grade of primary school. That's the year I met winning.Wenning, a college student from the city, took part in social practice and came to our remote small village as a volunteer teacher.

Wenning was 21 years old that year. He was white and pure, and his face was elegant and elegant. He laughed, his eyes bent, and he looked very gentle.

After he came, Mr. Sun relaxed a lot, because half of the courses were given to him.

Wenning not only taught us the knowledge in textbooks, but also taught us to sing. I remember the first song he taught us to sing was "a loving family".

At that time, all the students in the classroom were learning hard, singing with broken gongs in their voices, but I sat there without any emotion, looking at the rich expression of Wenning on the platform, and I was at a loss.

A loving family?

Do I have one?

I really can't sing a word like that.

After class, Wenning went to my desk, squatted down, looked up at me with a smile, and asked in a soft voice, "just now the teacher taught you to sing, why don't you sing?"

I sat there, because his sudden approach made me feel a little overwhelmed, but his breath was so gentle, that the general smile of spring breeze made my eyes couldn't move away from his face.

"I can't sing it..." I replied honestly.

"Why?" Winning asked curiously.

"Miss Wen, she is He Dong's mother-in-law bought for him Dong! Being beaten all day, of course, she can't sing! "

Sitting on the side of a boy mouth yawn said, his voice has just dropped, the whole classroom students with a laugh.

In their concept, this kind of thing is very normal, and there is nothing to avoid.

After hearing what they said, winning was stunned and stared at me for a long time without saying anything.

I buried my head very low, thinking that Wenning must look down on me. Who cares about the feelings of a child bride who is paid for it.

Just thinking, suddenly the top of my head was covered by a gentle palm. The temperature from the palm let me shiver.

The teacher looked up at the other songs and said, "it doesn't matter if you look at me and smile at me."

With that, winning stood up and turned to the podium to prepare for the next class.

And at this time I, looking at his back, always feel that there is a kind of light on his body, which is deeply attracting my sight, and can not be moved.

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