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"Innocence is more stupid than stupidity?"

Li Xian unconsciously repeated these words.

It's a bit of a mouth-twister, but it's smacking and smacking, and it's hissing......

It seems to have a bit of an aphorism.

Su Ma smiled and nodded, ignoring how Li Xian interpreted the name of this so-called story, and instead talked about the so-called story with some confusion in her eyes.

"There is such a woman. When this woman was a teenager and a girl, there was a kind of frenzy and adoration in society. This woman, like most of the girls her age around her, is also full of trust and adoration for greatness. ”

Hearing the beginning of this story, Li Xian's eyes widened, "Aunt Su, this woman is you?"

Su Ma smiled very far-fetched and did not deny it.

seems to have returned to that era with her own story, and the corners of Su's mouth are all with a sweet smile.

Li Xian consciously did not interrupt.

"But girls don't just worship and trust one person in this world. The other one is her father. The girl's father worked in the local archives, doing literary and historical collation and compilation work. Unlike that era, which was politically significant, intellectuals were rigid and dogmatic. The girl's father was a very humorous and knowledgeable person, and often wrote small poems or jokes that would make the whole family laugh. In fact, now it seems that it is like an ordinary family with a daughter who likes to chase stars, if there is no accident, such a family will live a plain and happy life, the daughter finds her other half to form a family, and the father and mother raise their eyebrows and grow old together, and then watch the birth of the next generation...... And then, until that day. ”

Li Xian knew that day. He hadn't experienced it, but he had guessed it.

That day, a group of people burst into the girl's house and took away all the books in her father and her study. The girl and her mother were terrified, watching their father, who was also confused, being taken away, completely unaware of what had happened. It wasn't until two days later that several officials came to the house, saying that they had found some inappropriate remarks in the poems that my father had written in the past. ”

Speaking of this, Su Ma's eyes couldn't help but be excited.

But her tone was still calm.

The girl was scared, she had seen and heard a lot of things like this before. But she didn't believe that her father, who had always been humorous and open-minded, would be the kind of bad guy that everyone else said he was. But at that time, who would listen to the little girl's defense? This powerlessness did not last long, and only two days later, those same people took a record and found the girl and her mother. Pointing to the poem on it, he asked if his father had written it. Those poems were indeed written by my father, but the problem is that the poems are all intercepted words, and the meaning of a single piece of poetry is already 108,000 miles away from the artistic conception of the poem itself. Faced with such a record, the mother was terrified and vigorously denied it. ”

Li Xian's mind had been completely caught in this story, and seeing that Su Ma no longer continued, he hurriedly asked, "Then what?

Su Ma closed her eyes, as if she was reminiscing, and as if she wanted to forget. That kind of contradiction made her cheeks twitch uncontrollably.

After a while, she opened her eyes.

In the eyes that were seven points similar to Su Ya, there was no emotional fluctuation, and the rest were all indifference: "For the denial of my mother, those people are angry." After several days of fruitless interrogation, they took the girl and her mother under control and interrogated them.

The officer in charge of interrogating the girl began to intimidate her, but vaguely realized that anything she might say would be bad for her father, and the girl would bite to death.

In the process, the interrogators noticed the girl's diary. Seeing the declarations that the girl wrote in her diary, he changed his attitude and approach.

He said that since girls are loyal, he should believe in them, believing that they will not blame a good person or let a bad person go. The girl thought at the time that this should be true.

If these people represent justice, how could they deliberately persecute their respectable and lovely father? So, to this man, the girl told the father that the poems were written by her father, and the original content of these poems. ”

Su Ma's face didn't have any expression, she just glanced at Li Xian like a walking corpse.

The girl didn't expect that she used her innocence to create an end with her own hands. The end of a family that could have been happy. On the third day after the confession, she saw her father, who had been shaved and beaten to the point of a bruised nose and swollen face, being pressed into the street. He hung a dozen pounds of dung buckets around his neck, allowing people on the street to throw stones at his body. Some of the stones hit him on the head and face, and some of them went directly into the dung bucket, and blood and dung flowed on the girl's father's body. The person who interrogated the girl before still intercepted part of her confession and read it out in public, and convicted the father of the crime. She knew that with her trust and adoration of one person, she had personally destroyed another person whom she admired and trusted. A month later, the girl received the news of her father's death. In that moment, her faith collapsed. “

After Su Ma finished talking about this, she smiled: "At that moment, the girl knows that innocence is more stupid than stupidity. ”

After listening to this story, Li Xian felt that he had stuffed something in his heart. It's heavy, and I can't get out of breath.

"Aunt Sue, this story makes me sad. Li Xian didn't know how to comfort him, in fact, when he saw Su's mother's indifferent and almost no longer emotional tone when she told this so-called "story" just now, he also thought that there was no need for comfort.

After all, it's been so long. What should be relieved and what should be forgotten has also been relieved and forgotten.

As an outsider, I haven't experienced that era, so it's really meaningless to say a few words without pain.

But he hadn't forgotten about Su Ya.

"But what do you say have to do with me and Su Ya......'s affairs? There's no direct connection, right?"

"Don't worry. Su Ma's empty eyes regained some brilliance, looked at Li Xian, and said with a smile: "This story does not seem to have any connection. The girl has understood the truth that innocence is more stupid than stupidity, but this is not the only time she has committed it. There's the second half of it, which is the second story I'm going to tell you. ”

Seeing that Li Xian didn't speak, just looked at herself curiously, Su Ma sighed.

"The second story, I call it...... Abandonment is more betrayal than betrayal. ”

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