Dear Commander-in-Chief

Xiao Ning was deeply shocked by Zhuo Xiaoying's experience.

Although the prison guard repeatedly warned that this woman was a lunatic and could not believe what she said, she still took out a pen and paper and carefully recorded, "When did this happen to you?"

The thin Zhuo Xiaoying looked up at the ceiling and thought for a few seconds, "Probably since I was 12 years old. I was in the first grade of junior high school."

She remembers clearly,

That day was the first day of junior high school. Her academic performance had always been very good. She was given a new textbook and couldn't wait to get home to wrap it up and read the contents of the new textbook.

However, when I got home that day, my mother was not there, and my stepfather, who was always kind, locked the door and said he was helping her wrap book covers.

As a result, the book cover was not wrapped, but her clothes were torn into pieces.

So young, she didn't even quite understand what was going on.

I just remember it hurts, hurts, hurts.

There was blood all over the bed sheet.

The whole figure looks like a puppet that has been dismantled and discarded.

afterwards.

He burned all the sheets and clothes, and then told her that what happened tonight was a gift for her junior high school, and coaxed her not to say anything to the outside world.

Once this started, it continued.

From then on, every day after school became the biggest torture.

She began to stay at school and didn't want to go home.

I help my classmates on duty every day and help the teacher clean the office.

No matter what she was doing, even the dirtiest and most tiring task of cleaning toilets, or the smelly dry toilets in rural areas, she was happy to do it, procrastinating and not wanting to go home.

But.

Home must be returned eventually.

What can a 12-year-old kid do if he doesn't go home?

Therefore, even if she didn't get home until the moon was over the willows, her stepfather would still greet her with a smile, "Sakura, daddy will help you with your homework tonight."

And my mother would always say with admiration, "Your father is the most powerful accountant in the village. You should ask him for advice on mathematics."

Then they spend an hour or two together in a separate bedroom

As she grew older, she also thought about resisting.

Then the stepfather's face was exposed.

When I was a child, I used coaxing, but when I grew up, I used brute force.

Not allowed to do it

Then beat him

Beat until scared

So after the age of 14, she often went to school with a bruised nose and face, and was judged by her teachers and classmates as uneducated, fooling around with people in society, and not learning well in fights.

Under Xiao Ning's gentle attack, Zhuo Xiaoying finally opened her heart and told all these dusty past events.

The initially calm face gradually revealed a hint of trembling and resentment, because those ugly details were too painful, and even if they were recounted, they still hurt.

Hearing this, Xiao Ning was also heartbroken, it was shocking.

She couldn't bear to let Zhuo Xiaoying suffer a second injury, and pursed her lips to end the topic, "So, when you told your mother about it later, she didn't believe it."

Zhuo Xiaoying laughed miserably and showed an even more desperate look, "It's not that she doesn't believe it, but"

"But what?" Xiao Ning had a bad feeling.

"She thinks that man is good to me." The muscles in Zhuo Xiaoying's cheeks were beating, and she couldn't hide her resentment. "She thinks everything he does is right."

Not only did her mother fail to stand up for her and seek justice.

What they say instead is that girls always have to get married, and it is better to give someone else's advantage than your own man.

When the stepfather saw his wife's support, he became even more aggressive.

In the summer when I was 15 years old, my stepfather got a minor illness and needed surgery, costing hundreds of thousands.