Excellent little farmer

The old man took the money, put it into his pocket without even looking at it, and said with a sad face: "It will be the end of the year soon. If I don't make some money to pay the rent, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep on the street."

I smiled and said softly: "Master Zhou, how about I help you rent a storefront with the money? If you become famous, your livelihood will not be a problem."

But the old man waved his hand and sighed: "No need, I have no money in my life. I am destined to be poor all my life. I am very satisfied if I can walk around in my lifetime."

I smiled slightly and stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, I pointed to the word '西' on the newspaper and said softly: "I want to help my friend find his long-lost family. I don't know if I can gain anything. I would also like to ask the master to give me some guidance."

The old man took a pencil and drew a few lines on it, then squinted his eyes and said: "From a literal point of view, this person's situation is similar to yours. She originally came from a family of four and lived in Jiangzhou for some reason. Although there were some twists and turns, I was able to reunite with my family in the end, so don’t worry.”

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "That's great, Master Zhou, please close the stall quickly. Let's find a place to sit and talk about old times."

The old man nodded and said with a wry smile: "Well, now that you are here, it's time for me to be relieved."

I was slightly startled, frowned and said, "What?"

The old man sighed, cleaned up the hexagram stall, and said softly: "Let's go. You will understand it when you get to the place."

It was getting late, and I followed the old man and walked slowly down the street. After crossing two streets, the old man stopped in front of a KFC store. He turned around and looked in through the glass display window. After looking at it for a few times, hesitating for a moment, he put his hand into his coat pocket, took out fifty yuan, handed it to me, and said softly: "Buy me some food, the kind that children like to eat." "

I was slightly startled, pushed his hand away, walked along the steps, bought a few set meals, and walked out with a white plastic bag. The old man stepped forward, took the bag, and walked slowly forward. , the two of them walked on the road for more than 20 minutes, turned into a dark alley, walked more than ten meters in it, and entered a dark courtyard. The courtyard was very dirty and messy, with some old debris piled up. Beside the wall, there were old tables placed under several windows, with some pots and jars placed on them. There was a musty smell floating in the air.

The old man walked to the door of a house on the east side and knocked gently on the door. The light in the window came on. Soon, the wooden door was creaked! With a push, a little girl in a white skirt appeared at the door. She was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was very tall, but a little thin. There was no trace of blood on her fair and delicate face, and her eyes looked blankly. Looking forward, she touched in front of her with both hands, her small nose twitched a few times, a sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "Grandpa, are you back?"

Old man'Hmm! ’ made a sound and said in a gentle tone: “Xiaojia, a guest is here today, please call uncle.”

The little girl tilted her head, pricked up her ears and listened, then turned her head towards me and said sweetly: "Hello, uncle."

"Yes, this is a blind little girl."

Realizing this, my heart shuddered, and I quickly smiled and said: "Hello, Xiaojia! My uncle was in a hurry today and didn't bring you a gift. I will make up for it some other time."

But the little girl smiled sweetly, turned around and stood by the door, shook her head slightly and said, "No, uncle, Xiaojia doesn't need any gifts."

The old man sighed and walked in. I followed him in and saw that the room was only ten square meters in size. The room was very simple. There was a wooden bed with bunk beds near the wall. They were all hung with purple curtains, and on the square table diagonally opposite, there were some worn-out books. There was a wooden board on the chair next to it. There were pots and pans on the wooden board. In addition to the gas tank, there was also a full Big red bucket of water.

The old man put the plastic bag on the square table, took off his coat, hung the clothes on the iron nails on the wall, pointed to the wooden bed and said: "Sit down, the room is too small, so I can only sit on the bed."

I smiled slightly, walked over and sat down, sighed softly, shook my head and said, "Master Zhou Gua, the conditions here are too difficult. We can't continue like this. Even if you don't care, you have to think about your children."

The old man smiled and said nothing, but rolled up his sleeves and walked to the red bucket, scooped some water, washed his hands, took out the food in the plastic bag, and said with a smile: "Xiaojia, come here, grandpa I bought you something delicious."

The little girl touched it with a smile. After taking the burger, she sniffed it and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you don't need to buy it. I was just talking about it last night."

The old man sighed, nodded and said, "Eat it. You won yesterday. Since grandpa promised, he will definitely buy it for you."

The little girl nodded with a smile, stood at the table and ate a few bites, then touched a chicken wing, walked slowly to the bed, stretched out her hand, and timidly said: "Uncle, you can eat some too."

I shook my head and said softly: "Xiaojia, you can eat it. Uncle has already eaten it tonight."

The little girl said oh, held on to the ladder next to her, carefully climbed to the upper bunk, sat on the top of the bed, ate something, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, someone came to collect the electricity bill this morning. I have already paid it. Someone came to check their temporary residence permit, but I didn’t open the door.”

The old man smiled, walked over slowly, stood beside the bed and said softly: "Xiaojia, find the things grandma left for you, grandpa wants to take a look."

"it is good!"

The little girl responded crisply, then turned around and took out an oilcloth bag from under the pillow, handed it over, and asked doubtfully: "Grandpa, why do you want to see this?"

The old man took the oilcloth bag, handed it into my hand, and said softly: "Xiaojia, this uncle is a high-ranking official. He can help your family redress their grievances."

The little girl was startled for a moment, and half of the hamburger in her hand fell. There was a look of surprise on her face, and she said anxiously: "Really? Grandpa, are you lying to me?"

The old man sighed, took some more food and put it on the bed, and said softly: "Xiaojia, how could grandpa lie to you? You should eat first."

The little girl hummed, touched the fries, and slowly put them in her mouth. After only a few bites, tears flowed down. She curled up and lay down, and closed the curtain.

I frowned and opened the oilcloth bag, only to find a blood-stained white shirt inside. After opening it, I looked carefully and saw several large characters written in blood. I saw it read: "Unjustly accused, I did not kill anyone." , they tortured and extorted confessions and beat them into submission."

I was startled, raised my head in confusion, looked at the old man blankly, and whispered: "Master Zhou Gua, what's going on?"

The old man looked up and said softly: "Let's go outside and talk."

I nodded lightly, wrapped the bloody clothes, and placed them beside the bed. I followed the old man out and went to the alley outside. I took out a cigarette from my coat pocket, threw one to the old man, and lit a cigarette myself. , while the cigarette butts were flickering, I listened to the old man talking.

It turns out that Xiaojia's father is a cadre of a state-owned enterprise in a certain place. He was retaliated for reporting that the leader of his unit had embezzled public funds. The younger brother of the leader of the unit was the local police chief and actually ordered his cronies to rape and murder someone. The case was blamed on him and an unjust case was settled.

After Xiaojia's father was taken away, he was tortured to extract a confession. A group of people beat and kicked him in the interrogation room, hit sensitive parts with batons, set off firecrackers on his head, and pricked the seams between his fingers with toothpicks. All kinds of destructive methods were used on him.

He originally gritted his teeth and refused to admit it, but a few days later, a criminal police officer threatened him. If he did not confess, he would be pulled out by car, creating the illusion of escape and shot to death on the spot. In the end, Xiaojia's father could not bear the torture and finally gave in. , made a transcript according to the other party’s request.

A young police officer with a sense of justice, because he sympathized with his plight, secretly gave him paper and pen to write down the appeal materials. Xiaojia's father bit off his finger and wrote it in blood, along with the written appeal. The materials were handed over to the police officer. The police officer quietly took the bloody clothes and the letter out and handed them to Xiao Jia's mother.

Xiaojia's mother took the materials to the local political and legal department to appeal, but for several months she received no result. In desperation, she had no choice but to go to the capital to appeal, but was intercepted by personnel from the local office in Beijing and locked up in a hotel room. , and then forcibly deported. After returning to the place, he was first detained for a week, and then imprisoned in a mental hospital. The vital materials were also taken away and destroyed.

Xiaojia's mother refused to obey and escaped from the mental hospital. She planned to go to the capital again, but was kidnapped on the way. After this arrest, the local law enforcement authorities arrested her for "crime of undermining social stability" and sentenced her to two terms. While serving her sentence, she learned that her husband had been executed. Out of grief and anger, she committed suicide by jumping off a building in prison.

After the incident came out, Xiaojia's grandmother came to the capital with her young granddaughter and began a three-year petition. On the one hand, she had to avoid being intercepted by the Beijing Office personnel, and on the other hand, she had to do some small things. The business was maintaining a living and waiting for the results. During this period, Xiaojia fell seriously ill and contracted a 'dural arteriovenous fistula'. Her vision began to gradually shrink, and in less than a month, she became blind.