“...... Bang...... Bang......"

“...... The kid who didn't run away looked at me a little scared, as if he was a little curious. After a few words to me from a distance, I slowly got closer......"

With a chill, the wind of moisture disturbed the open half of the door, and the door gently hit the wall next to it.

On the roof, the incandescent lamps are also involved in some dusty cobwebs, gently shaking, swaying the shadows under the lamps,

Sitting at the table, the middle-aged woman was still smiling on her face, and continued to speak, and the voice of words without ups and downs sounded in the hall.

Listening quietly, through the open door, Lian Ge looked into the distance outside the house, and didn't say anything more.

......

“...... On that day, he and I stood on the side of the road in the village and talked for a long time, and he asked me if I was from the village and told me where his family lived. He asked me why there were so many injuries on my body, and I said that my father beat you, didn't your father beat you...... I seem to be very happy, and I don't know what to be happy about. It wasn't until it was dark and he said he had to go home that I went back. ”

With a smile on her face, the middle-aged woman continued.

“...... On the way back, I was very happy, as if I had someone to talk to me and talk for so long. In the past, when my father came back, he kicked me, beat me, scolded me a few words and went back to the house to sleep, but only when he beat me for a long time, he would say a few more words to me, scold me a few more words, that was the first time someone had told me for so long, at that time I was still thinking, when would my father beat me for so long, so that he could talk more, it just hurts, it hurts......"

The more the middle-aged woman smiled, the more funny things seemed to be said,

“...... I was very scared, afraid that I would go back so late, my father had already come home, and he didn't see me, would he be very angry...... I ran all the way home.

As a result, he didn't come back that night, so I stayed at the door of the house and slept all night.

Every once in a while, there was always a time when he wouldn't come back at night, or he was drunk on the side of the road, or he just drank too much and fell on someone's door, and he would come back when the next day when the wine had passed, or when someone's house opened the door, he would see him.

That night, I seemed to feel happy, glad he didn't come back, that was the first time I felt like that......"

Smiling, the middle-aged woman said, the eye with only the whites of her eye looked straight in front of her with the other eye,

“...... The next day, my father came back, stepped on me as he entered the house, and then he went in, and in the afternoon, he went out again. ”

“...... When my father had gone out, I couldn't help it, so I ran out of the house again, and ran to the village, and after running a short distance, I saw a group of children of the same age, and the same child I had spoken to yesterday was there. I was especially happy to greet him, and the day before, he had told me my name.

When he saw me coming, all the children ran, including the one who spoke to me yesterday, and he looked at me with fear in his eyes, not fear, and he shouted at me, 'monster'. I stood still, and just stared at him in a daze, watching him run away.

At that time, I couldn't understand why, he was talking to me yesterday, why it would be like this one day later.

After the children of the same age had run away, I didn't go back to the village, but back. Along the way, I met some people in the village, and at this time, I felt that the eyes of everyone in the village looked at me very strangely, as if there was pity, as if there were eyes like my father, probably disgusted, disgusting...... At that moment, I seemed to feel very uncomfortable, even worse than when my father kicked me in the stomach, and I couldn't stop running, running all the way back, and closing the door of the house......"

The middle-aged woman said, laughing, as if to say something funny,

“...... That night, not long after dark, my father came back, and as soon as he came into the house, he slapped me and knocked me to the ground, and he kicked me, and scolded me, and scolded me for running out and being embarrassed...... Someone told him and let him know that I was out that day......

He kicked me for a long time, beat me for a long time, and seemed to be tired, so he left me alone and went back to the house. I curled up on the ground, trying to get up from it, but I couldn't get up, so I just lay on my stomach and looked out of the house...... It hurts, it hurts......"

The raised scar on her face twisted like a worm, and the middle-aged woman smiled and said aloud.

The old man next to him listened, looked at the middle-aged woman, opened his mouth, and wanted to say a comforting sentence, but he couldn't say anything, and sighed again.

Looking at the drizzle falling in the distance outside the house, Lian Ge listened to the words in his ears, didn't turn his head, didn't say anything, just quietly listened to the middle-aged woman's narration.

......

“...... I haven't been out since then. I seem to be a little scared, I don't know if I'm afraid that my dad will beat me, or if I'm afraid of something else. As before, I stood at the door every day, waiting for my father to come back, and when he came back, he beat me, scolded me, and said a few words to me...... Sometimes, far away, when people from the village pass by the roadside, I hide by the door and watch......"

“...... So, when I was fourteen or fifteen, I didn't know my birthday, and I didn't know much about the date. ”

As she spoke, the smile on the middle-aged woman's face grew,

“...... That day, when I woke up at noon, my dad went out. I was in the house, and I cooked and ate myself, and sat at the door of the hall and waited for him to come back. ”

“...... He waited until evening, when it got dark, and no one had crossed the road outside the house, and he still did not come back...... Maybe you're still drinking, or maybe you've fallen on the side of the road...... So I moved the quilt next to the hall to the door of the hall and waited for him. ”

“...... It wasn't until the wee hours of the morning that he returned. That day, he seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and he stumbled all the way back. I seemed to be very angry, I just saw him come back, got up to pick him up, and he pushed me to the ground, kicked me hard, and then just scolded and kicked me...... I couldn't help curling up and didn't shout...... He just kicked me and kicked me, I don't know how long, and he stopped, and I thought he was tired and was going back to the house, so I looked up. I saw him standing next to me, snorting with wine, red eyes, and a very strange look at me, and then he pounced on me, pressed my head to the ground in the courtyard, and stripped me of my clothes......"

The middle-aged woman said, laughing, as if saying something funny,

"Girl......"

Next to him, the old man opened his mouth, couldn't help but call, wanted to comfort him, and sighed again,

“...... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts more than when he hit me...... It really hurts......"

The middle-aged woman looked in front of her, with a smile on her face, and said,

“...... I couldn't stop screaming, I couldn't stop shouting, trying to break free...... But it didn't work, no one heard, no one cared, and I couldn't break free......"

“...... That night, he raped me. ”

“...... No, it's my dad, my dad......"

The middle-aged woman laughed.

Outside, the breeze with a chill grew stronger, disturbing the drizzle and blowing under the eaves, knocking on the door, shaking the shadows of a few people at the table under the lamp.