"Uncle, you probably forgot, my uncle is a thoughtful psychiatrist. ”

The wine fire on Qin Mengmeng's feet has burned out, and the burned liquor has no residue except for leaving a smell, the strange thing is that the redness and swelling on her feet have also disappeared, Qin Mengmeng moved her feet, she felt nothing unusual, and a happy expression appeared on her face, so after Zhang Qing finished speaking, she was in a hurry to praise.

Zhang Qing listened to Qin Mengmeng's words, and his face also showed considerable surprise.

He turned to look at me and said, "Brother, you are a psychiatrist, I thought you were a dentist, and you are so short-tempered." ”

"Why is the dentist so grumpy?"

I kind of didn't understand what he was saying.

Zhang Qing smiled sneeringly: "The dentist wants to help others extract teeth, can a tooth be extracted if he is not irritable?"

It's so cold, he joked, but the others were still very cooperative, laughed loudly, I also shook my head and smiled bitterly, and said probably like this, probably like this.

It was already 8 p.m. when the meal was finished.

After we had eaten and drunk, we walked out of the restaurant, called Wang Wei, and asked where Wang Wei was, only to tell me that he was still in the city.

Because there was no place to stay at night, Zhang Qing and the others invited me and Qin Mengmeng to their house to settle down.

Qin Mengmeng and I both refused.

After sending Zhang Qing and the others away, Qin Mengmeng asked me, "Uncle, do you still want to find that old man?"

"Yes, I feel like I have to go to him, and I'm going to have a good talk with him, no matter how much I eat. ”

I stood at the school gate, looked up at the small mountain village in the night, and said slowly.

Qin Mengmeng moved her newly recovered foot and nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you, I think I should also go to the old man to apologize, if it weren't for my insistence on going to see his family's well during the day today, it wouldn't make him so angry, then there wouldn't be a misunderstanding between you." ”

I reached out and touched her head, and said to her: "You don't have to worry too much about this matter, the old man is old, and he has his own ideas, not to mention that he is a lonely person, and his temper is a little weird, which is natural." ”

Fortunately, the country road had been repaired to the door of the old man's house, and we drove the car to the old man's door and stopped.

The idea was to drive the car here, just in case, if the old man really didn't open the door for us and gave us a closed door, then we could also deal with it in the car for the night.

Through the lesson of the last time, I learned to be obedient this time, and specially brought quilts, blankets and other things from home, and the heating measures still have to be done.

Just as I was parking the car, the old wooden door suddenly opened.

We sat in the car and saw a thin little girl come out of the door.

The little girl looked up at us in the car, as if she knew we were coming, she was waiting for us behind the door early, and when she heard the sound of the car, she opened the door.

She said to us, "My dad has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Qin Mengmeng and I looked at each other.

The little girl continued: "I heard that you had come up with a cure for your foot with spirits through your own sense, and my father knew that you would surely come to him, so he told me to wait for you at the door, and come in quickly. ”

"Little sister, who did your dad listen to?"

I habitually asked the little girl such a question, but I didn't expect an unhappy expression on the little girl's face: "Who did he listen to, you don't care, you just have to come in, if you don't come in, then I will close the door first." ”

It could be seen that the little girl didn't want to answer other questions, so I didn't continue to ask, took Qin Mengmeng and locked the car door, and followed the little girl into the dilapidated yard.

The old man sat in the hall.

Smoking his dry tobacco pouch, there was a fire pit in the hall, and on the fire pit was an iron shelf, and under the iron shelf was burning a few pieces of wood, and on top of the iron shelf was an iron pot, from which came the smell of herbs.

I frowned, scanned the room, and saw that it was a four-walled family.

There was not a single decent piece of furniture in the hall, and the only electrical appliance was probably the light bulb hanging overhead, which had been burned by the smoke for a long time, and had been piled up with a layer of yellow ash.

Maybe that layer of gray is black, because now that the electric light is on, the gray color is yellow.

The old man didn't look at him, but continued to droop his eyelids, smoking his dry tobacco pouch, and only after we entered the house did he utter a low sentence from his mouth: "Sit down." ”

"Forehead ......"

Qin Mengmeng and I didn't know where to sit, because there was only one stool in the whole room, and that stool was still sitting under the old man's ass.

Qin Mengmeng and I exchanged glances again, and then I said to the old man, "Uncle, let's not sit down, let's stand for a while." ”

"If you don't want to sit, get out of here, disgusted with my dirty people, they are not qualified to stay in my room. ”

The old man's words were really unreasonable, and when I heard it, my heart was nameless, and I was about to open my mouth to reply to him, but Qin Mengmeng pulled me to sit down on the ground, because the action of sitting down was very heavy, and the dust on the ground was raised more than a foot high.

I stretched out my hand to shake off the dust, and looked back at Qin Mengmeng, a little incredible.

In the impression of others, this is a young lady from a big city, and it stands to reason that she loves cleanliness very much, how could she suddenly pull me to sit on this dusty floor, which really makes me wonder.

The old man took a puff of dry tobacco and asked me, "When Miao Miao left, you should have come to me, why didn't you come to me?"

I was shocked in my heart, and I looked up and asked him, "Do you know about Miao Miao?"

"He is my daughter, and I do not know why. ”

His rhetorical question made me wonder why such an old man from the countryside said every word like a knowledgeable person, although his words were a bit heavy, but it sounded like it came from the mouth of a learned person.

I let out a sneer, laughing so much that tears fell out: "Zhang Miao has always hidden from me, never told me about you, she never said a word about you until she died, why did you tell me to come to you?"

"So you hate her, or do you hate us?"

There was a strange light in the old man's eyes, and it was like a burning fire, scorching my skin, as if it were about to roast me.

"I don't hate anybody, because hate doesn't work anymore. ”

The old man slowly sat up straight, took the dry tobacco pouch in his hand and knocked it lightly on the wooden frame by the fire, the cigarette ash in it fell one by one, he stared at the ash that fell into the fire, and said slowly in his mouth: "Miao Miao is like this piece of ash that fell into the fire, although it fell into the fire and disappeared, but she still left a trace of taste in this world, how can it not be eliminated, I believe that she will never be eliminated in your heart." ”

I want to ask the old man, are you reciting poetry? Why do you want us to sit on this floor and listen to you recite poetry?

But the old man's next sentence is not as simple as reciting a poem: "Wu Xiao, if I let you exchange your death for the truth about Miao Miao's killing, would you like to hear it?"

"If you knew the truth about Miao Miao's killing, then you would have chosen to call the police a long time ago, why did you wait until I came to tell me?"

I think that although the old man speaks in a crepe, the logic in his words is very poor, why should I exchange my death for a truth? If a truth is more important than life, what is the use of losing life to get the truth?

The old man listened to my words and laughed out loud: "If the police in this world were useful, there would be no judges. ”

Inquisitor?

Why did he say that the Inquisitor, only in the original sin organization will there be a judge, so what is the relationship between this old man in front of him and the original sin organization?

I asked him quietly, "What is the Judge, is it justice, and what reason does he have to end the lives of others casually, can he be in the place of God?"

"He is not God, He is only the Judge, and the Judge is only a knife, a knife that cuts off all original sin. ”

It can be seen that the old man in front of me is very obsessed with the theory of the judge, and the doubts in my heart are getting stronger and stronger, is the old man in front of me the legendary judge of original sin, but since he is a doctor, why would he do such a cruel thing as the judge.

Doctors can save lives, but they can also hurt nature.

There is no professional distinction between bad people and good people, there are all kinds of people in all walks of life, if you are a bad person, whether you are a teacher or an official, you are an angel in white, or you are a flight attendant, the second you do evil, you are a devil.

Of course, the devil doesn't write the word devil on his face.

I raised my head and asked the old man in front of me, who didn't have any words written on his face: "Do you think you are a knife or a hand that saves lives?"

"I'm just an old man in his last years, I invite you here tonight, the purpose is very simple, after I die, you have to take care of Miao Miao's sister for me. ”

The old man raised his eyes and stared at my face, and this time, he didn't dodge.

I didn't dodge either, I looked him in the eye: "You already knew I was coming, or you somehow got me here on your own, right?"

"Anyway, you are also my son-in-law, I want to be able to see this relative I have never seen before I die. ”

The old man's eyes were filled with tears, but the tears did not roll down from his eyes, and I couldn't break down anymore, so I got up and pounced, knelt in front of the old man, and let out a loud cry: "Dad......"

Yes, this is my father-in-law, my father-in-law who I have never met, Zhang Miao's father.

After meeting my father-in-law, I also knew that he also had a daughter by his side, that is, my sister-in-law.

When Zhang Miao ran away from home, my sister-in-law was only six years old, and now she is 13 years old, and she has never gone to school for a day, because her father is afraid that she will leave this home when she grows up, like her sister, and never come back.

I don't have any evaluation of my father-in-law's practice, because I am not qualified to evaluate it.

I didn't protect his daughter, this is my biggest debt to him, today I kneel in front of him, crying bitterly, I want to spend the rest of my life to atone for my sins, to fulfill filial piety.

My father-in-law also hugged my head, shedding his old tears, when we hugged the old and the young and cried, Qin Mengmeng's cry suddenly came from the yard: "Uncle Uncle, come out quickly, little sister jumped into the well!"