Judgment

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In the year when the snow fell, she hugged her three children tightly and knelt on the dry ground.

The five-year-old son held her sleeves tightly with his skinny arms, and looked at his mother seeking him with his eyes dimmed from hunger.

The eldest daughter buried her head on her slender back, patiently making no sound.

The little girl in her arms, who hadn't even started babbling, desperately sucked on her mother's nipples with her chapped lips, but her shriveled breasts couldn't secrete a single drop of milk.

She hugged the three children tightly and knelt on the dry land.

The only desire of a mother is to keep her children alive.

If this can be counted as greed;

If even survival becomes a luxury;

She is willing to give her everything.

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Older people are always used to going to bed early and getting up early, and their sleep is not as good as that of young people.

The same is true of Mrs. Zhang.

At five o'clock, before dawn, she got up from the bed.Put on the white washed blue shirt and start today's day's activities.

In the morning, cook gruel and finish breakfast with pickles.At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and the old lady opened the big iron gate and went out to do the daily exercise.Occasionally, on the road, I would meet old people of about the same age doing morning exercises, and the old lady greeted them while running tremblingly.

When the time comes to seven or eight o'clock, people going to work in the community will get up and go out one after another, while the old people will gather in the green space and activity area, gathering together in twos and threes, chatting, playing cards, playing chess, teasing Birds or something.

The life of the elderly after retirement seems to be so leisurely. The old ladies gossiping, and some old gentlemen are still ambitious to discuss current affairs.

Mrs. Zhang never stayed with them. She didn't hang out with old men, and she didn't like to chat with old ladies.When other people talked about how her son and daughter worked and how promising they were, and how many days they visited her every month, she just sat and listened silently.

On the old face, there remained the restraint left over from the experience of youth, and he listened to the disguised show off of the old ladies without emotion.

At noon, the old people are either called home by their children, or they are busy going back to pick up their grandchildren to and from school.People dispersed one by one in the small pavilion and small garden, which was still bustling at first, and finally only Mrs. Zhang was left sitting alone under the grape vine.

Those cloudy old eyes don't know which direction they are looking at.

Are you also looking at the intersection, hoping that someone will come over and call her: Mom, go back to eat.

"Mom! Go back to eat!"

Someone nearby shouted, and Mrs. Zhang looked back staggeringly.I saw a young woman shouting to the other side of the small garden, and then a rich old lady came out from the depths of the garden, and was happily led home by her daughter.

Now there is really only Mrs. Zhang left.

When alone, eating or not eating doesn't seem to be so important anymore.

Because no one will wait for you at the dinner table, no one will complain and happily serve you a bowl of steaming rice.All that awaits at home are cold pots and pans and the suffocating silence of the air.

When every household was smoking and the smell of food was wafting, Mrs. Zhang was still sitting alone in the garden, looking in no direction and waiting for someone.

"Ouch." The old lady suddenly called out softly.

"Young man, why don't you go home for dinner at this time?"

At some point, a young man appeared in the corner of the garden.He stood there silently, like a shadow blending into the darkness, unnoticed.

Hearing the old lady's voice, the shadow looked back in surprise.

"Can you see me?"

Mrs. Zhang smiled, "Young man, although I have poor eyesight, I can still feel if there is anyone standing there. I saw you when you came, and I only asked you when I saw that you hadn't left. Young man, don't you go home for dinner?" She asked again.

The shadow was silent for a few seconds before answering.

"I won't go back, and I don't want to eat."

"Hey, no one cooks for you? Isn't your family here?"

"I'm the only one here, and I'll look for it by myself when I'm hungry."

"Now it's time to eat, aren't you hungry?" Mrs. Zhang asked again.

"It's okay." Shadow replied, looking at her. "Not hungry yet."

"How can this work!" The old lady seemed a little annoyed, "You should eat when you are eating. You young people rely on your health to have a meal, and you don't know it until you are hungry. Hungry The taste of it is not good, not good."

Shadow made no sound.

Mrs. Zhang stood up on one side of the pillars, "Come to my house to eat, young man, I will cook for you. Young people, don't starve yourself. If you don't mind that I only have pickles and rice at home, come to my place." Let's make do with it."

Shadow looked at the old lady who could "feel" him, and after a while, for some unknown reason, he nodded slowly.

"it is good."

Mrs. Zhang laughed again. She leaned on the corner of the wall and groped home step by step.The shadow beside her looked at her, but did not go up to help her.

The old lady didn't care about these things, but kept talking about the pain of being hungry when she was young, how much oil and salt she had at home, and how many shallots were planted in the pots, and she didn't know when someone stole a lot of them.

In fact, it's so many years old, it's just because after such a long time, someone eats with her again, and Mrs. Zhang is very happy.

The shadow has been silently following her, and followed the old lady into the iron gate, without making a single question about the rough environment in the house.

"Oh, I almost forgot, young man, what's your name? I'm destined to go home for dinner today, and I haven't asked your name yet."

Shadow looked up, looked at the old human with deep black eyes, and spoke in a low voice.

"Ji Xuan."

He said: "My name is Ji Xuan."

The plane landed slowly at the international airport in Imperial Capital, taxied on the long runway, stopped and unloaded the passengers.

A group of demons and people came out of the airport, and Liu Tao couldn't wait to touch his stomach.

"I'm starving, boss, let's find a place to eat first."

Wang Chen glanced at him. They were already quite conspicuous, but now with Liu Tao's yelling, nine out of ten passers-by outside the airport looked over.In order to reduce the trouble of boarding, Zhou Zimu didn't use a wheelchair this time, but barely stood with Liu Tao's support.Seeing their intimate appearance, many people's eyes changed even more.

"Hungry?"

Liu Tao nodded again and again, and Wang Chen thought for a moment that he hadn't eaten since before boarding the plane.

Although he is not so dependent on human food now, the reasonable demands of pets sometimes need to be considered. He is not a demanding owner.In the end, the group decided to go out to find food after arriving at the residence of the imperial capital first.

No matter what time it is, food is the most important thing for the people.

Four or 10 minutes later, under the congested traffic in the imperial capital, they finally arrived at their reserved residence—an apartment that William had arranged in advance.The property of the monster steward is spread all over the place, and he does not worry about treating His Royal Highness badly.

"Your Highness, although we know that Ji Xuan is currently in the imperial capital, we can't investigate his exact location yet." While packing his luggage, William said to Wang Chen, "Even if I can't sense his aura, Ji Xuan should use the He found a way to hide his whereabouts."

"How can I find this?" Wang Chen frowned, "If it doesn't work, let's torture Bai Fei, maybe he knows something."

"I don't think so. Ji Xuan has always been cautious as a demon, and even his confidantes will not say anything to them." William said: "Finding Ji Xuan requires a step-by-step process. Compared with this matter, I think that in this The most important thing is to steadily increase your own strength over a period of time."

Wang Chen knew that he had always been resentful towards his own strength, and if he continued to perfunctory, it was very likely that the monster steward would take some coercive measures under suppression, so he could only compromise and said, "Do you have any suggestions?"

"I suggest that you go to a place where human emotions are mixed to exercise your strength. Depending on the situation, you can also eat properly when it does not cause a large-scale commotion."

Wang Chen raised his eyebrows, "Which psychological clinic is it again?"

"No." The monster steward said: "This time I'm going to a place where desires are more entangled and dark."

So, the next day, the Imperial Capital Sea sank the District Court.

A university intern named Wang Chen came to report.

Wang Chen took the identification card from the personnel department and looked at the information on it, which was almost fake.I can't help but sigh again, to what extent has this society been infiltrated by monsters?Even the courts and monsters in the capital of a country can insert people so easily.

The court, with all kinds of people coming and going every day, is indeed a better "exercise" place than a psychological clinic.

When Wang Chen first arrived, he saw a woman lying in the entrance hall on the first floor of the court, behaving badly, but the bailiffs on the side did not dare to touch her lightly, so they could only surround her to persuade her.When going upstairs, a middle-aged man with a panicked face passed him by, with a suspicious expression, as if everyone around him were his enemies.Passing by the waiting room on the second floor, one can catch a glimpse of the anxious or secretly pleased expressions of those who are about to go to court.

There are all kinds of things in the world, love and hatred in the world, and they will be wiped out here.

"Are you the intern here today?"

The trainee assistant judge in charge of leading Wang Chen looked at him, "Can you sort out the files? We have some cases here that just need help sorting out the files."

Wang Chen nodded, and the other party handed over the tall stack of files with relief.When his hand touched the stack of files, Wang Chen paused for a moment.

Surprisingly, a strong smell of temptation was revealed from these documents, which even made Wang Chen, who was not yet hungry, feel a burst of hunger.

Calmly suppressing the aroused desire to hunt, Wang Chen lowered his eyes and pulled out the top file.

Didu Haishen District Court

civil dossier

2012 Dihai Minchu No. 1023

Cause of Action: Ownership Confirmation Dispute

Plaintiffs: Zhang Ruhai, Zhang Zixuan

Defendant: Zhang Sufen

Wang Chen looked carefully at the words on the cover, as if he was admiring an intricate chess game, or watching a tangled and disturbing battle.Quietly turning the next page, a dispute and even more joys and sorrows came into view.

Last quote:

But I still remember my mother's thin and small spine that never bent down;

But I still remember my mother’s pale but always gentle smile at that time;

Time flies, the face is old, and the love of the past has turned into a passing cloud.

Outside the window, the robin is chirping quietly, it is better to go back, it is better to go back.

The author has something to say: the greed described in this trial is very diverse, and it does not only refer to a certain person, or only human beings.

The story introduced in the opening chapter was witnessed by my own eyes during my summer internship. At that time, I only felt full of sadness and panic.Now I will make a little modification to share with you, hoping to make everyone feel something.