Two, four, four, the lack of conscience

"What you say doesn't make sense, Ah Ling has been at home with the children, she has never left the house for a single step, and even the confinement is her own care, how long have you not been home, and when you come back, you say that Ah Ling killed people, aren't you talking nonsense with your eyes open?" Uncle Wu asked.

"You ask her!" After saying this, the man crouched in the corner and cried.

"You mean, where did the death happen? Something happened in the mine? Do you want to kill people in a hurry?"

"Is something happening to Xiaomei?" Ah Ling finally took a breath and asked softly.

"It's you! It's you who say that their curse of 'mother dies and son dies' is fulfilled, and they will ......" The man stood up again, trying to pounce and settle accounts with Ah Ling again.

"What's wrong with her?" asked Ah Ling, sitting up.

"Dead, all dead!" the man sat on the ground with a nervous breakdown.

"Dead, wasn't it okay yesterday?, how could it be ......," Ah Ling covered his mouth with a look of horror.

"Xiaomei, what's wrong with Xiaomei? Didn't Xiaomei do things for you in the mine? How could something happen to her? She didn't go to the mine. Uncle Wu said he couldn't understand.

Ah Ling recalled the soul that was shocked by the seven tricks, and regained his senses: "Yesterday I kindly told you, Xiaomei must have strict anemia, there is nothing to eat in the mine, she is pregnant, she needs to increase nutrition, malnutrition will lead to anemia, you see her whole body swollen like that, I kindly remind you, but you think I am cursing you, and ......"

"How could Xiaomei get pregnant? The more I listened, the more confused I became. "I don't know why.

Neither Ah Ling nor the man spoke anymore.

As soon as the people left suspiciously, Uncle Wu went straight to tell Xiaomei's father, Xiaomei had an accident, and then Xiaomei's father appeared at Ah Ling's house.

Ah Ling and the man bowed their heads and knelt in front of the old man.

"What's the matter? What the hell is going on? They say Xiaomei is dead? Why is Xiaomei dead? You are suing me! You are suing me, this is not true! You are saying!"

"I'm sorry, uncle, I originally wanted to help you, you have a lot of children in your family, and your family is not rich, I want Xiaomei to earn some living money to supplement the family......" Ah Ling's words were interrupted by the old man: "What happened to you Xiaomei?"

"She's dead. Ah Ling replied in a low voice with his head down.

"It's dead, it's impossible!" the old man slumped to the ground.

"Uncle, it's true, she's pregnant, and I only found out yesterday. Yesterday I went to see her in the mine, and when I saw that she was not doing well, I wanted her to go to the hospital to see her, and she suspected that I was uneasy and cursed her, so she beat me, and I went home last night, and I don't know exactly how I died. Ah Ling urged the man to tell the old man the truth with his eyes.

"Uncle, I'm sorry!" The man knocked his head down, and the blood on his bleeding forehead covered his eyes: "I hurt her!"

"You! You brute! Xiaomei is only 17 years old! She is Ah Ling's sister!" The old man slapped him, and the man couldn't resist it and fell to the ground.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have let Ah Ling go to the mine, it's all my fault, you hit me, you dissipate your anger, you have to take care of your body!" Ah Ling's thin body knelt on the ground and trembled.

"You! Xiaomei is only 17 years old! you killed her......" The old man whimpered like a cow.

Originally, Ah Ling was still holding her stomach in her heart, she thought that they wouldn't let her have a good time, wouldn't let her son have a complete home, and she wouldn't compromise so lightly, she planned to take care of the children alone, insisted on not divorcing, and saw how their children could go to school and grow up without a hukou?

Now, Xiaomei has died in Huangquan, and the child has unfortunately died, not in her expectation, although there is something wrong with seeing Xiaomei, but she would never have thought that she would lose her life because of this.

"Uncle, I will support you in old age, I will provide for you like a son, Xiaomei is gone, I am still here, I honor you. The man knelt in front of the old man and assured.

"Everyone is gone, everything else is!" the old man got up and walked slowly.

"What's going on? how could Xiaomei ......" The man was gone, and Ah Ling asked the man.

"It's all because of you! If you don't go to the mine yesterday, Xiaomei won't be frightened and give birth prematurely, if you don't come back angry, I will send you no one to take care of Xiaomei, and Xiaomei won't have a difficult birth alone......" The man said viciously.

"When you go back, she'll ......," Arling sat down on the ground.

"Don't worry about it! Ah Ling, I still felt guilty about you, but now, I don't want to see you again! The man threw off Ah Ling and the child and left without looking back.

Ah Ling fell into self-blame and despair: it was she who killed Xiaomei, if it weren't for her troubles, Xiaomei would still be playing in the village alive now, she let her fall into the wolf's mouth, and she forced her to leave the man, she also let the man send her home overnight despite her imminent childbirth, no one took care of her, and the man was right: she killed Xiaomei.

If she hadn't been so impulsive yesterday, if she had endured it, for the sake of sisterhood and flesh and blood, for the sake of her young and ignorant, and for the sake of her imminent death, why couldn't she have been more rational and forgiving? She hated her for taking away her lover at such a young age, but she never had the heart to kill her.

Arling leaned against the edge of the bed, and she felt like a lifeless pile of rotten cotton, a mess and useless. Her mind was ethereal, and she lost the ability to think about everything.

She was so tired, the events of the past two days had left her anxious, and her heart had been hit too hard, and she had fallen from a self-constructed paradise to a hell from which she could never recover. She even thought about dying, why was she so tired to live?

The cry of the child on the bed was exchanged for Ah Ling's soul.

Later, I heard that the man gave Xiaomei's family a large sum of money as compensation, and such a human life, a fresh young life, fell like this.

The troubles and strife of the world can no longer bother her, she no longer has to go to great lengths to get anything, will her soul in heaven be sad for the meteor-like transience of this life?

She used her flower-like life to interpret a truth: there are times in life when you have to have it, and there is no time in life when you don't force it.

Sadly, the greed of the world is becoming more and more prosperous. The etiquette and shame of the ancestors have long been abandoned by greedy people. As long as it is profitable, many people have disregarded conscience and conscience.

The following passage is very representative: In this life, I must go abroad, and I must send my next generation away and give him a way to live. Recently, a WeChat message entitled "China, Don't Force Us to Leave You" has been circulating wildly on the Internet: We eat rats like mutton every day and eat highly poisonous ginger, and it is not surprising that one day we suddenly die. Chinese is really tough: get up early, buy a gutter oil fritters, cut a Sudan red salted egg, make a cup of melamine milk, and drive to work in a ******** car after eating. At noon, clenbuterol pork fried pesticide leeks, and then a bowl of paraffin refurbished aged rice, soaked in flavored tea. After work, buy a contraceptive fish, urea bean sprouts, puffed tomatoes, gypsum tofu, return to the sky-high price room of the tofu residue project, open a bottle of methanol blended wine, and eat a steamed bun with whitening agent and hanging white blocks and sulfur fumigation. After dinner, I smoked a high-mercury cigarette, went to the stall to buy a novel, went back to the XP of the operating system for a while, and got into the black-hearted quilt at night. When I feel uncomfortable, I eat a few leather capsules, and after eating these discoveries, I am miraculously alive. What is nuclear radiation, is it very salty?.The cars driven by the country, driving on the world's most congested roads, paying the world's most road money, avoiding the world's most privileged cars, beware of the most powerful road killers, exposing the world's most dense electronic eyes, worrying about the world's weirdest fines, buying cars and paying the world's most taxes, burning the world's most expensive oil, and still can't find a parking space!! but we must also live strongly: because the cemetery has risen again......

I also saw a sentence that is very reasonable: The Chinese people have entered a link of mutual harm -- this is the sorrow of a nation.