Siheyuan: the beginning reveals Qinhuai Ru's true face

In the cold cell, a middle-aged man stood in front of the bars. He had gray hair on his temples and was wearing a gray-white prison uniform with horizontal stripes. The several scars on his cheeks looked a bit dated.

I looked at the calendar on the wall.

Thursday, January 28, 1988, early spring in Beijing.

This is an unforgettable day. January 28, 1980 was the first day of his sentence in prison. Eight years passed in the blink of an eye.

The wind and snow were howling outside the window, and the Spring Festival was approaching, which made this middle-aged man miss his family more and more. He carefully folded the letter he had just read.

Chirp! The sound of the old wooden door, the drawer is stuffed with thick old yellowing envelopes, and the thin letter paper carries the spiritual sustenance of 2920 days.

The cold air rolled in from the cracks in the door and window. I couldn't help blowing in the hot air. I rubbed my palms back and forth to keep warm. I shrank my neck. The washed gray cotton-padded jacket had no collar. I cherished the little warmth and tried to keep my body inward as much as possible.

curl up.

Despite this, he still couldn't extinguish the little warmth in his heart. A smile of relief gradually appeared on his face, and he stared down at the long scar on the back of his right hand, falling into a brief period of contemplation and memories.

I also went back to the snowy night. In the courtyards of the capital, due to the cold weather, most of the people in the courtyards closed their doors and turned off the lights and went to sleep. The white smoke from the chimneys floated out. Only lonely people could be seen through the old red-painted wooden windows.

Turn on the yellow light.

Under the dim light, a man and a woman could be vaguely seen stepping on the snow, making squeaking sounds... A slight sound broke the tranquility of the courtyard. He moved very quickly and sneaked into the dilapidated warehouse, and soon they were there.

There was laughter from men and women.

Man: "Sister Qin, it's really early today. It's so cold. Let me hug her and keep her warm."

The woman said, "Shh! Xu Damao, please keep your voice down. The three children have just gone to bed. You still have to find an excuse to send your mother-in-law away. She is very suspicious."

Man: "Hehehe! Come and give me a kiss and see what I brought you?"

Female: "Wow! Fifty kilograms of food stamps, great, at least enough to feed our family for a month. Where did you get so much?"

Male: "Do you even need to say this? Why don't you look at me? During this time, I go to the countryside to play movies. The village director always gives me food stamps. The two of us can't finish it."

...........The laughter came one after another from the warehouse, and the conversation was not scrupulous at all, and there were many explicit topics. It can be seen that the men and women in the house had an unusual and super-friendship relationship.

I don't know when a thin figure lurked in the corner of the outer wall of the wooden door. He clenched his fists and made crackling joint sounds. Judging from his body shape, he was an adolescent. The cold wind and drifting snow blew on his face. Through the dim yellow light, his childishness could be seen.

There were two lines of tears hanging on her face.

The boy curled up outside at the moment is Jia Banggan, the eldest son of the woman indoors. His eyes are full of anger, and memories are vividly in his mind. Growing up in a single-parent family, he was extremely insecure, which led to his eccentric personality.

"You are just a wild child without a father. You are the only freak in the whole compound."

"Qin Huairu is a widow who specializes in hooking up with men. You were born with broken shoes."

...The memories of being bullied and ridiculed by playmates repeatedly reverberated in my mind. I looked up at the falling snowflakes and listened to the conversation between my mother and Xu Damao in the room. It was like a small knife cutting deeply into my heart. No matter how cold the weather was,

However, it left an indelible memory scar.

Staring at the bricks on the ground in front of him with his eyes wide open, he held his breath. The young anger was accelerating and swallowing up his reason. The cold wind seemed to strengthen Dunsheng's thoughts.

At this moment, I could no longer hold back the excitement in my heart. With trembling hands, I picked up the bricks and held them tightly in my palms, waiting for the opportunity. The nervous look on my face made a large amount of sweat slide down to the snow, hoo! Then it dripped through the thick snow,

The water vapor blurred his eyes, and the fierceness in his heart became stronger.

He bit the root, slowly opened the wooden window, raised the brick in his hand and threw it hard at the backs of the two people in the house.

The brick had endured years of resentment and anger, and the moment it was thrown out, it was as if a weight had been lifted, and the whole person felt much more relaxed.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Accompanied by bursts of screams, Bangge woke up from his anger. His face turned pale, his lips were trembling, his body was out of control, and he squatted in a strong corner unable to move.

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You must know that this untouched young man has done a lot of theft since he was a child. There are two living lives in the house separated by a wall, so there is no way to play with it. What's more, he still doesn't know who has been hit, even his own mother is there.

Inside, I was frightened and my mind went blank.

His hands covered with white ash instinctively covered his mouth, and a gloomy "Woo" sound came from his throat, which sounded more like crying, with tears squeezing out of the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly a pair of big hands stretched out from behind to cover his mouth, and before he could react, the stick was pulled out with a strong force.

Bang bang! He fell to the ground hard twice, and his eyes suddenly became blurry and filled with stars. He was unable to touch the east, west, east, and west.

"Who is it? Let go." A gloomy cry came from deep in the throat. It was so powerful that the person in front of him had no time to react. He covered his chest with both hands and instinctively stretched out his hands to slap the strong arm with all his strength.

At the same time, an angry male voice came from inside the house, "Who did this good thing? If you catch me, I will have to give you a beating."

"Da Mao, your forehead is bleeding, cover the wound!" The female voice sounded very nervous.

Boom boom boom! Then there were bursts of collapse sounds in the house, and it was a mess in the dark night.

"Bad boy, look at what you've done. Let's go! I'll stop you first." A familiar voice came to my ears.

Jia Banggan's face was full of panic, and he turned around quickly like a savior. When he saw the person in front of him, he couldn't help shouting, "Uncle Silly, help me, just now..." Before he could finish speaking, the whole person had been pushed away a few meters.

far away.

This person was none other than He Yuzhu, a chef in the cafeteria of the steel rolling mill known as "Silly Zhu". I didn't know when I touched him, but I could vaguely see him under the dim light. He was wrapped in a big cotton-padded jacket, his hair was messy, and he looked solemn.

"Let's go! I'll take care of you later. Uncle Zhu is here and I'll take care of him." He lowered his voice and waved to leave.

Silly Pillar also has another identity: the God of War of the Red Star Rolling Mill. He pushed a young man away with a single wave of his hand. Because he drank two too many drinks tonight, this happened to happen when he went to the toilet.

The operation just now woke up the sleeping residents in the whole compound, and the lights in every house suddenly turned on. Even though the wind and snow were still strong, everyone poked their heads out, unable to resist the feeling of watching the excitement.

Wearing thick cotton-padded jackets, everyone followed the source of the sound and quickly gathered around. The lights suddenly illuminated the surroundings, just as the truth began to become clear.

Xu Damao, who was inside the house, walked out with the support of Qin Huairu. When he saw the people outside the house, he was completely shocked.

"Impossible. I obviously walked around the courtyard and found that everyone was asleep, so I came to find you."

"I'm so embarrassed. It's all your fault. I can't bear it for two days. What should I do now?"