Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

The Dongfeng truck started again, and the soldiers armed with live ammunition took the Wei father and son on board.

At this moment, the crowd was boiling and the atmosphere reached its peak.

At this moment, the Wei father and son knew that death was imminent. They were so frightened that their faces turned pale as paper. Their legs were so weak that they could not stand steadily. They had to be supported by the soldiers to stand.

The judge reminded that minors are not allowed to watch the execution and should stay where they are, and asked the crowd watching the execution to maintain order.

When the truck drove out of the stadium, the crowd followed the truck enthusiastically and rushed to the suburban execution ground half a kilometer away.

"Let's go and take a look!" Zhao Xueruo said excitedly.

"Where is Aunt Song?" Lin Zhengjun looked at Song Zhilan.

"I want to watch them die!"

A trace of coldness appeared on Song Zhilan's face. She stood up holding her daughter's ashes and followed the crowd to the execution ground.

Tang Xiaofu did not go, but stayed in the stadium waiting. She was afraid that she would suffer psychological trauma and have nightmares at night.

Everyone soon arrived at the execution ground.

This is an abandoned fish pond, which is used as a garbage dump by nearby residents and is filled with a terrible stench.

But there is one advantage: the execution site is located at a lower level, and the people around can stand on the slope, just like watching a game in a stadium. Everyone has a clear view and can see everything at a glance.

The four members of the Wei family, father and son, were escorted by the bailiffs and knelt on the ground.

Wei Guoliang opened his mouth and cried loudly: "I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

Wei Shanhu and Wei Shanbao no longer had their former majesty. They were now completely like sick cats, listless, with empty and dull eyes, filled with fear of death.

The most useless one is Wei Shanye.

"I don't want to die either. I haven't even got married yet!"

He was so frightened that he was shaking all over, peeing and defecating, and couldn't even kneel steadily. He needed the bailiff to hold up his shoulders to prevent him from falling.

The bailiff in charge of the execution came up behind them, loaded his gun!

Lin Zhengjun clenched his fists and his breathing became rapid.

Zhao Xueruo's face was full of anticipation and excitement.

boom!

There was a gunshot.

Wei Guoliang's crying stopped abruptly, his head exploded, and he fell to the ground.

"Good! Well played!"

"One more shot!"

The crowd watching was in an uproar and applauded.

"Oh!" Zhao Xueruo was so frightened that she trembled all over. She hugged Lin Zhengjun's arm tightly, lowered her head and dared not look again.

But Song Zhilan's face was calm, she was not afraid at all, and she stared at the execution ground intently.

Bang bang bang!

Three more consecutive gunshots were heard, and the three brothers of the Wei family also fell to the ground. The whole family was together, dead as dead as could be!

"A family should be together like this! It makes people happy!"

Seeing the four members of the Wei family being executed, Lin Zhengjun felt extremely happy, just like drinking a bottle of iced soda in the hot summer, refreshing from head to toe!

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the scene in his previous life where Tang Xiaofu's cold body was lying in the weeds by the river. At that time, he felt so guilty, regretful, angry and desperate!

He also recalled going home for the Spring Festival in his previous life and seeing his amiable mother had turned into a handful of earth, his sister huddled together, and his father in tears. How depressed and painful he felt at that time!

During those years, his heart was eaten away by guilt, regret, hatred, anger and pain. He was almost insane and suffered from chronic depression!

But in this life, everything has been rewritten, the tragedy did not happen, the family is getting better and better, and is full of hope!

The Wei family was completely overthrown by him, the family was broken up, and the family lineage was cut off. Everyone got the punishment they deserved!

At this moment, Lin Zhengjun's many negative emotions were released, as if a huge rock pressing on his heart was removed. He felt extremely refreshed and relaxed!

But Song Zhilan next to her was in a daze, looking stupid and as if she had lost consciousness.

After the medical examiner collected the body and the Dongfeng truck drove away, the crowd of onlookers gradually left, sighing and talking with satisfaction. Only then did Song Zhilan burst into tears.

"Daughter, your great revenge has been achieved! They are all dead!"

Seeing that she was crying so hard that she could hardly stand, Lin Zhengjun quickly took the urn from her hand.

Song Zhilan threw herself into Zhang Weiyang's arms and cried for ten minutes until she fainted.

"Uncle Zhang, please send Auntie to the guesthouse to have some rest!" Lin Zhengjun said.

"Okay!" Zhang Weiyang nodded.

He Jian quickly drove a jeep over and everyone helped Song Zhilan into the car.

The car started. Looking at Song Zhilan, who was as skinny as a walking skeleton, a trace of pity flashed in Lin Zhengjun's eyes.

In my previous life, I was also as miserable as Song Zhilan, living a life neither human nor ghost, trapped in the quagmire of despair, but no one could help me!

Arrived at the county government guesthouse.

Zhang Weiyang placed Song Zhilan on the bed and comforted her softly, "Zhilan, your daughter's revenge has been achieved. You should be happy and cheer up!"

"It's strange. When the Wei family was still alive, I was full of hatred, but it seemed like there was still a force supporting me."

Song Zhilan's eyes were hollow and her smile was bitter. She said, "But the Wei family members are all dead. I feel that life is meaningless. My daughter is too lonely over there. I want to go over and accompany her!"

"Don't have any wild thoughts about going over to accompany her! Don't even have that thought!" Zhang Weiyang tightly grasped his lover's hand, and was so frightened that a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Okay, I'm sleepy, let me take a nap..." Song Zhilan fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Weiyang closed the door, walked downstairs with Lin Zhengjun, sat down on a bench beside the flower bed, and said with a smile: "Zhengjun, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Lin Zhengjun said: "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Song doesn't seem to be in good condition!"

"Well, it's been a few years since Wanyi disappeared, and her condition has been getting worse and worse."

Zhang Weiyang lit a Daqianmen cigarette and said with a worried look on his face, "At first, she went around to appeal for her daughter's injustice because she believed her daughter loved her and was strong. She would never flee abroad without telling her. Even if she did, she would contact her. So, she concluded that her daughter was not absconding because she was afraid of being punished."

"She did nothing every day but ran between the police, the Revolutionary Committee, and the cadre school. She wrote countless letters to report the situation, but all of them fell on deaf ears."

"Then, she went to search for her daughter in the possible places where she had escaped, but still found nothing!"

"But this made her more confident that her daughter had not absconded, so she continued to write letters to complain, thousands of them!"

"Until the news of her daughter's murder came, she collapsed instantly. She couldn't sleep for nights. She sat up all night holding her daughter's photo. She went to her daughter's room to clean up in the middle of the night and talked to her daughter. She said she felt very guilty for not taking good care of her daughter. She was like a wandering ghost and she didn't go to work anymore..."

Lin Zhengjun interrupted: "Eating?"

"I barely ate these days. I lost more than ten pounds in a week."

Zhang Weiyang sighed, "Who would have thought that after seeing the criminal being executed, she would actually think of that..."

He didn't dare mention the word "suicide".

Lin Zhengjun said: "Uncle Zhang, you have to be extra careful with Aunt Song's situation. She might have depression!"

He could empathize with Song Zhilan's feelings!

In his previous life, he experienced the same mental journey as Song Zhilan. He was also deeply trapped in the quagmire of depression and couldn't extricate himself. He even attempted suicide, but was discovered in time by a servant and rescued!

"depression?"

Zhang Weiyang looked surprised.

At present, there is still a blank in the treatment and research of depression in China, and this is the first time he has heard of it.

"Well, sleep disorders, loss of appetite, slow movements, weight loss, and suicidal tendencies, all these symptoms fit."

Lin Zhengjun had been struggling with depression for a long time in his previous life, and he became a doctor after suffering from the disease for a long time, so he understood it very well and said, "You must pay great attention to it, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Zhengjun, do you know how to treat it?" Zhang Weiyang was instantly panicked and his face changed drastically!