Street office where the wind lives

Until he entered the cemetery, Luan Zhou couldn't believe that the person Wei Nanfeng brought him to meet was actually a deceased person?Dead people can't talk, he thought of Wei Nanfeng's mother who refused to mention a word, he felt apprehensive, and stopped in his tracks: Is this the rhythm of taking me to meet my parents? !

Seeing him stop, Wei Nanfeng turned around and asked, "What's the matter? Go a little further ahead and you'll be there, the innermost row."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance," Luan Zhou dawdled a little embarrassedly, "I didn't prepare anything for the old man, so it would be inappropriate to meet empty-handed for the first time."

Wei Nanfeng scratched the back of his head, wondering why the little comrade was being so polite suddenly: "What are you preparing? Oh~ you mean the sacrifice? She doesn't care about that. Also, in terms of age, she's three years younger than you. It's more appropriate to call her a younger sister." .”

"Sister...sister? It's not polite..."

Luan Zhou is Spartan: WTF? !Wei Nanfeng's mother gave birth to him at 18? !Old director Wei can do it, thanks to the imperfect marriage law at that time, if you want to put it aside now, at least three years to start, the death/penalty is not a loss.

Before they knew it, the two had arrived in front of the tombstone. The photo was covered with a layer of water mist. Wei Nanfeng wiped it off on his sleeve. The girl in the portrait was not good-looking, and could even be considered ugly. She had no resemblance to Wei Nanfeng at all. place.

"Yuan Jie?"

"It's my first entrustment." Wei Nanfeng said as if he heard the doubts in Luan Zhou's heart, "It's also the only time I failed in family platooning."

"Ah..." Luan Zhou opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say for a long time, his throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, and he silently apologized in his heart for the messy guess just now.

Wei Nanfeng took out a lighter and lit a stick of incense, and lightly inserted it into the incense burner. The smoke curled up, attracting a group of crows on the treetops above the wall, squawking and screaming hoarsely.

The soil in the cemetery was wet and soft, so he just sat on the incense table casually, just like his own kang head. Only people who were very close to the deceased dared to do this. His legs dangled unconsciously, as if sitting on the road after a day's work. The migrant workers resting on their feet didn't have the airs of people's cadres criticizing Fang Qiu, and their whole person was "mourning" in capitals. Luan Zhou had never seen such a depressed side of him, and felt a pain for no reason.

"...What happened at that time? Was her death related to that family reunion?"

Sitting down next to him, Luan Zhou asked.The weeds next to it were already knee-high, fluttering with the breeze, and brushed against the skin from time to time, like boneless soft bark, disturbing people's emotions into chaos.

Wei Nanfeng lit a cigarette with the burning censer, took two puffs before pinching it, and said with a smile, "Just create some atmosphere, smoking is prohibited here."

Luan Zhou understood that if he wanted to put things on hold, the next words might be a little fuzzy.

"Seven years ago, Dangqi and I were still in our third year of junior high school. The first time we came into contact with this industry, it was my mentor who introduced me. He said that I was very talented. You can be qualified for this position." Wei Nanfeng shook his head with a smile, "At that time, when I was young, I couldn't find my way if others praised me a few words. Great hero, I didn't realize it, but in the end, I killed a girl."

Luan Zhou unconsciously tightened his hands on his knees, knowing that once a corner of some past events is uncovered, one can get a glimpse of the bloody whole picture, and the shocking past events often hide unknown blood and tears.

Wei Nanfeng took a deep look at him, as if he had absorbed some kind of strength from his gaze, so he could continue talking.

……

In 2011, the lingering heat of the World Expo has not dissipated, and the alarmist predictions of the end of the world have not been verified for the time being, and the people of the country who are stuck in the transition period are very slack.In order to respond to the national policy, the Education Bureau sent all the graduates of the new batch of 985211 colleges to the frontier for a three-month voluntary education in the mountains and the countryside. Actively participate in social work.

As a dual-degree graduate student, Wei Nanfeng didn't get the scholarship for nothing. He was the first to be sent to a mountain village. He was led by a graduate tutor. A group of four went deep into the hinterland of the valley like traveling to the west to learn scriptures.

The living conditions in the backcountry are beyond what people can imagine. Every family has no money to build a house, and even the toilet shares the same one as the pigsty. They often squat here and dig the pigs. In the first month, Wei Nanfeng almost became mentally weak because of this. .

Fortunately, classmate Wei's psychological quality is excellent. Later, every time he pinched his nose and rushed in, he made a quick decision within 5 minutes, and did not give the sow next door a chance to harass him.

Two days before returning to the city, Wei Nanfeng led two team members excitedly to the river to have a barbecue, but he didn't know whether it was the poor water quality or the fish that had not been cleaned, so he took over the toilet when he came back the next day.

Being tormented by stomach pain, a stone drew a parabola in the air and fell to the ground with a thud. A piece was smashed through the small window, and finally, a small bag was piled up on the ground.

He couldn't help being curious, and cautiously leaned over to the window to look across. He met a pair of dark eyes, and was so frightened that he almost stepped into the latrine. There was actually a person in the pigsty!She looks like she's still a girl—a real pig girl.

Wei Nanfeng said "Hello", but the other party didn't answer, and he tried various methods to communicate with her, but the only thing that responded to him was constant ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"You can't talk?" He seemed to find out where the problem was.

The girl nodded.

"Okay," Wei Nanfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Then you can just nod and shake your head if I ask any questions."

"Are you trapped inside?"

The girl nodded.

"Do you know the person who cares about you?"

nod.

"Do you want me to help you out?"

Shaking his head.

Wei Nanfeng was a little surprised, "Why?" Suddenly realizing that the girl couldn't answer this question, he changed the way of asking, "Are you imprisoned here voluntarily?"

The girl frowned, shaking her head like a rattle.

Wei Nanfeng thought for a while, "So... you would rather be locked up here than go out? Is there anything outside that scares you?"

Hearing this, the girl suddenly became emotional. She was not tall and had to stand on tiptoes to show her head. She pointed to Wei Nanfeng, then jumped up and raised her hand above her head, repeating these two movements.

Wei Nanfeng narrowed his eyes, puzzled and said, "You mean me? No, I... oh! A man?! A man about my height??"

There was horror in the girl's eyes, and then she nodded violently.

"Don't worry." Wei Nanfeng also became nervous, his palms sweating, "Why don't you go out with me first? I'll take you to your mentor, he will definitely help you."

The girl backed away with small steps, saying that she was unwilling to take a step out of the pigsty. Wei Nanfeng had no choice but to go and rescue the soldiers on his own. They will return to the city tomorrow. If the girl really has any difficulties, they must be resolved within a day.

He turned around and ran away from the door, looked back anxiously, and said word by word: "Don't worry, I will definitely rescue you!" Then he ran back to the two rooms specially set aside for teachers and students in the village without stopping. In the bungalow.

At that time, the media information was not as developed as it is now, and people knew little about cases of human trafficking and rape of women. After hearing his description, the instructor and team members were all shocked, and a group of people went to the village chief to discuss it.

The village head is a kind-faced middle-aged man, not tall, with ordinary facial features and clothes. He is an honest and responsible farmer. Hearing their intentions, he explained in a loud voice: "Everyone, I misunderstood, it is from the Niu Si family. Daughter-in-law, Niu Si brought it back last year when he went to work in other places. It is said that she picked it up, but this girl has some brain problems. After returning, the couple had conflicts for three days. They all persuaded Niu Si to send her away, but Niu Si saw that she was pitiful and reluctant, until one time, the two of them had a quarrel again, and she rushed to the village in a fit of rage, gesticulating and yelling when she caught someone. The villagers were terrified, and the big guys decided to lock her up in the pigsty, or Niu Sixin, and give her some food every two days, and even a quilt in winter."

When the four of them heard that it was a conflict between husband and wife, the woman was still a fool. Although she was a little skeptical, it was not easy to care about it.The tutor hesitated for a while, and quietly called Wei Nanfeng outside the house, and asked him if he would like to make a family rehearsal for Niu Si and his wife. Wei Nanfeng agreed without thinking about it.

That night, Wei Nanfeng, Niu Si, and the girl gathered in the open space in front of the pigsty. The girl hid when she saw Niu Si, so Wei Nanfeng had to intervene psychologically on her first. Quickly be guided to respond accordingly.When Wei Nanfeng asked why you were afraid of Niu Si, she suddenly trembled crazily, pulled him with both hands and feet, and made several unsightly movements. Wei Nanfeng was caught off guard, and it took a long time to figure out what she was referring to. Husband and wife room/things, immediately made a big blush.

Back then, Wei Nanfeng was still an unprofessional half-grown boy, and when he saw that the reason for the conflict between husband and wife was that some aspects were not harmonious, he couldn't ask any further.

Explain to the girl awkwardly: "He didn't scare you, he... because he likes you and wants to make out with you... that's why... Ouch, there is nothing serious between you two, let's live a good life in the future. - Niu Si , your daughter-in-law doesn't understand, so you can teach her slowly, don't be impatient, don't take it lightly when a big man strikes."

Niu Si took advantage of his words to climb up, nodded and bowed in response one by one, and dragged the girl away step by step. Before leaving, the girl kept pulling at the corner of Wei Nanfeng's clothes, screaming like the village chief. There was no difference between the lunatic in her mouth, Wei Nanfeng also doubted it for a moment, but seeing that she had no injuries on her face, besides not being able to speak, she was also walking normally, so she dispelled her last doubts, took her hand and put it in Niu Si's palm , earnestly said: "Girl, you are lucky. If you meet someone who is willing to take care of you, the life of the husband and wife is like driving a new car. There must be a break-in period. You... you will understand slowly."

On the way back to the city the next day, Wei Nanfeng bragged about it all the way, as if he had become a world-class rower.After returning to school, each was busy with their graduation thesis, and this episode was gradually forgotten in that isolated mountain village.

……

Luan Zhou was listening all the time without interjecting. Now that he spoke, his voice became a little hoarse. He knew that the story was far from over: "What happened next?"

"Later..." Wei Nanfeng had been pulling up the weeds by the grave from the moment he opened his mouth, twisting and twisting the weeds one by one in his hands, and a grass ring was about to take shape.

"About a year after we came back, the first snow fell that day. I stayed in the office and flipped through the newspaper. I accidentally saw a piece of news that a female body was found in a reservoir in the suburbs of Jiuru City. Such news is not special at first, but the newspaper There were two photos of the body when it was salvaged and published on the Internet. I recognized the dress. It was exactly the same as what she was wearing when I saw her. Although the face was mosaic, I knew it was her..." Wei Nanfeng paused "After investigation, the murderer was Niu Shi from her village. Niu Shi was Niu Si's real name. The two had always been husband and wife. By comparing the DNA in the archives, we found her birth information. The name Yuan Jie was that I knew from time to time that her ancestral home was in Macau, her parents were poor households in public housing, and she didn’t register her contact information, so the daughter must have been sold by them. Yuan Jie was still under the age of marriage when she died.”

Luan Zhou's heart skipped a beat, "That is to say, they are not considered a formal husband and wife relationship at all..."

"Well, it's not a disharmony between husband and wife at all, it's marital rape! Whether it's human trafficking or molesting an underage girl, he can be convicted, but at that time, I actually sent her to the murderer with my own hands. ..." Wei Nanfeng pulled out a self-deprecating smile, "Now that I think about it, I'm really smart!"

Suddenly there was a dull thunder in the sky, and a storm was brewing.Luan Zhou picked up the grass ring that fell on the ground, put it on the tombstone as a treasure, and handed Wei Nanfeng a hand.

Wei Nanfeng didn't answer, just curled up in a ball like this, looking up at him from bottom to top: "Didn't you expect that a person like me who claims to be righteous has committed unforgivable mistakes."

Luan Zhou shook his head slightly, "No, I didn't expect you to remember it all the time. I can't say it's not your fault. It seems too high-sounding to say it like this, but some things can't be judged by a simple sentence of right and wrong."

Wei Nanfeng was dumbfounded, and Luan Zhou directly took his hand and pulled him up, "Anyway, now that you've turned your back on me, don't make people shake up these black histories."

"Can't an unclaimed female corpse like this be buried in a cemetery?"

Wei Nanfeng came back to his senses: "Ah... ah yes, the mentor has a friend who works in a funeral parlor. I asked him for help. It is said that the person is a few years younger than me, but he is good at speaking and proficient in various relationships. We got a certificate and asked us to take the ashes away overnight."

"I thought about it and buried her in my hometown. After all, it's safe to bury her. It's a land like Macau where every inch of land is very expensive, no matter whether it's living or dead. !" When Wei Nanfeng said this, his vigor returned, as if the person with the shameful brows and eyes was someone else.

For some people, kindness and bravery are just the background of life. No matter how many times they are disappointed, they are unwilling to take back the helping hand extended to the abyss.

"It's probably because of this incident that he insisted on making a family row." Luan Zhou thought.

Yuan Jie in the photo is smiling, and there are two gaps in the position of the fallen front teeth. At least at that time, she was still happy, just like her name, a grass that was born in this world of flowers and flowers, also had vitality Exuberant.

Everyone who comes to the world should look at the sun and walk on the street with the one he loves.

Luan Zhou took Wei Nanfeng's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, turned his head and waved at the tombstone, and said silently: See you in the next life.

Make grass to hold the ring, and you will repay it in the next life; reeds form a boat, and I hope you will cherish it.

The author has something to say: Director Wei’s original intention of being a home rehearsal teacher, he still didn’t write the feeling he wanted. my country’s definition of QJ within marriage is really not perfect. I hope every woman who is suffering from unfair treatment of fate can stand up. Come out, be brave and say no