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From time to time, the old man inhaled two puffs of dry tobacco, the smell was very pungent, but he inhaled it with relish, and told me the story of Fengxia, from time to time a few tears dropped, the wrinkles on his face told his vicissitudes, which made people feel stinging in their hearts.

The story goes like this, twenty years ago, because Qianshan City was a heavy industrial city, it had not yet faced problems such as remodeling, so life here was generally very rich.

Beixi Eight Village is named because of its proximity to the Beixi River on the outskirts of the city, and the villagers are simple and uplifting, and their daily days are also thriving, and because of the beautiful scenery, they also attract many people to come to play.

Because of the economic conditions, the eight villages in Beixi jointly built a social welfare home to adopt some homeless children, Feng Xia was the first teacher there, and the children affectionately called her Mama Li.

But the number of people is more than hundred, all kinds of personalities, although the overall villagers of the village are still good, but there are always one or two black sheep, the second son of the village chief of Huangshan Village is one of them, gathered the idlers and ruffians of the other seven villages to do some stealing chickens and dogs, commonly known as the village tyrant, but his father is the head of a village, and there are so many idlers under him, so the villagers can endure it.

Li Fengxia is young and beautiful, and her figure is not as bloated as an ordinary peasant woman, and she looks bumpy and convex.

Originally, this was a good thing, but in the eyes of Huang Er's leper, it was not far from suffering.

One night, Li Fengxia coaxed the children to sleep as usual, and then returned to the room herself.

How do you know that Huang Erlezi drank a few more glasses of wine today, bragged about his strength at the wine table, and a ruffian laughed at him and said about Li Fengxia's matter, Huang Erleprosy was on his brain, where could he stand this stimulation, so he took advantage of the strength of the wine to sneak to the welfare home, jumped in, and found Li Fengxia's room.

Everyone knows what happened after that, where a weak woman was the opponent of their gang of ruffians, and they were abused all night.

Since there were only eight children in the welfare home, she was the only teacher, and the children were woken up by the sound of fierce quarrels, and they gathered outside Li Fengxia's room to see the tragic scene.

But after all, they are children, how can they fight these strong men, and they will be beaten unconscious after a short while.

Early the next morning, Li Fengxia curled up in the corner of the wall and whimpered, her body was tattered and miserable.

After being discovered by the kind villagers, Haosheng comforted him and informed his family.

After Li Fengxia's family arrived, instead of comforting her, she sneered, and someone even proposed to let Li Fengxia follow Huang Er's leprosy.

Her third uncle couldn't stand it anymore, so he settled Li Fengxia, and he went with a stick to find Huang Erzi to take revenge.

The result was obvious, the third uncle was beaten half to death, and when he returned home, let alone taking care of Li Fengxia, he almost choked his breath.

But at this time, an even worse news came, the children who were recuperating in the welfare home were all killed by a sudden fire.

Li Fengxia has seen the warmth and coldness of people these days, and she has been so stimulated that she is ruthless and hangs herself on the beam of the house and commits suicide.

Hearing this, I slammed the table, my eyes were red, my fists were clenched, and my body trembled involuntarily.

"These brutes! And what about later? ”

"Later? Hehe, it's also retribution. ”

The old man wiped away his tears, touched his left leg, which was handicapped and somewhat disabled, and continued to speak.

Later, since Fengxia died, Beixi Eight Village has never been at peace, either someone saw Li Fengxia crying with her children at the old site of the welfare home, or heard the voice of shouting grievances in the middle of the night, some women, some children, very infiltrating.

The village has also studied and found a lot of Taoist priests and monks, but they are useless, and many of them are cheated money.

The situation is getting worse day by day, first the Nord Stream River is cut off, and the livestock are constantly wailing and scurrying around every day, as if they want to flee from here.

The next thing is that the ruffians who bullied Li Fengxia together at the beginning had accidents one after another, either accidentally died today, or committed suicide tomorrow, in short, they all have one thing in common, that is, at the place where they died, there will be two blood words, revenge.

The matter was already so obvious that it would be strange if the villagers did not know what was going on, and they went to their respective village secretaries and village chiefs, and finally unanimously decided to spend a lot of money to find a real master.

But at this time, a traveling Mr. Yin and Yang came here and came up with an idea for them, that is, to build a temple to enshrine Li Fengxia and eight children in the temple, and to offer incense every festival.

The people in the village are already nervous, no matter what the method has to try, not to mention, this method is really smart, since the temple of the Eight Sons Holy Maiden was erected, the river has also recovered, and there are no more strange things.

But those who had insulted Li Fengxia continued to die, until Mr. Yin Yang said a word, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and they left without looking back.

Over time, this matter was slowly forgotten by others, until it was finally developed, completely annihilated in the eyes of the world, and no one ever mentioned it again.

Hearing this, I feel sorry for what happened to Li Fengxia, if it weren't for those bullies, how could the next thing happen, but whether they died or not, they were all to blame.

"Grandpa, where is Li Fengxia's family?"

The old man covered his head in pain when he heard this, shook his head and said, "Hey, it's all dead, I know, it's Fengxia, the kid who can't let go, and only I, the old man, are left." ”

With a sigh, the old man gently stroked the face of the beautiful woman in the photo.

I chuckled in my heart, it turned out that this old man was Li Fengxia's third uncle, although he didn't say it explicitly.

"Grandpa, I won't tell you, Li Fengxia has appeared again now."

The old man was shocked when he heard this, and said tremblingly: "Hey, Fengxia, she ...... Life is hard, think about Huang Er's leprosy, that bastard is still alive and well, can she rest in peace? ”

What the? I really didn't expect that Li Fengxia should have taken revenge at the beginning, why did this culprit live a good life until now? I was puzzled.

Looking at my puzzled eyes, the old man continued: "It's a long story, since this incident happened, Huang Erlezi was sent away by his village chief father, and never came back, until the year before last, this guy turned into an entrepreneur, it is said that he has a lot of connections in the city, what to develop, oh yes, what about the development of real estate, this world is ......"

Seeing the helpless appearance of the old man, I felt very uncomfortable, and said that the retribution was not happy, but this bastard was still living an upper-class life, where did I put my face as a god of the underworld?

But these are all later words, since Li Fengxia was worshiped by the villagers who built a temple, why did she break away from the shackles and harm people? I was puzzled and asked, "Grandpa, what happened to Li Fengxia's temple recently, do you know what's going on?" ”

The old man smiled bitterly: "Hey, I blame me for this, it's also impulsive, I stayed here just to make offerings to Fengxia on time, but I can't be angry in my heart, why can that bad guy be beautiful every day, and my Fengxia will suffer here, so, so slowly, I stopped Fengxia's incense...... Who knew it would be like this, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, don't blame Fengxia. ”

The old man burst into tears, and at the end he beat his chest with self-blame.

I didn't know what to do for a while, so I had to comfort me and leave the hut.