Outside the electronic gate of the county party committee compound, a bus stopped aside, and Xia Wei, together with all the medical staff for mental illness prevention and treatment in the county, came to the bus, and the leader of the team was counting the number of people. This time, I went to the city to participate in the training of the care group for the severely mentally ill, and the participants in the training also sent people from the township civil affairs, public security, township disabled persons' federations, and village committees to participate in the training.

The bus took Xia Wei and her group to the training venue on time, which was held in a hotel conference hall in the city. Before the training, experts from the city's public security, civil affairs, disabled persons' federation, health bureau, disease control and brain hospital made a pre-training mobilization speech. The leaders also interpreted the Mental Health Law of the People's Republic of China promulgated and implemented in 2013, which stipulates that caring for the mentally ill is the responsibility of the whole society, and that no institution can be said not to participate, and that the Mental Health Law also regulates the respective responsibilities of each institution.

Xia Wei feels that this kind of training is very good, and if this work is done well, the society will be more stable and harmonious, and caring for the disadvantaged groups is also a fine tradition of the Chinese nation. It embodies a cohesive force between the country and the family, the collective and the individual.

When Xia Wei came home after participating in the training, it was already more than five o'clock, and her father cleaned up the table and prepared to eat. Xia Wei put down the package and said to her parents, "You eat first, I'll update the novel." ”

Dad said, "Okay, you can get busy first, we'll wait for you." ”

Xia Wei smiled at her parents and grimaced, then came to the computer desk and started to get busy.

After dinner, Xia Wei still came to the square to dance, she was dancing, the mobile phone in her pocket rang, and Xia Wei said to her dance partner: "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone." Then he picked up his mobile phone and went to the small river next to the square to answer the phone, which turned out to be a bank collection number, and the man on the phone said, "How is your fundraising?" ”

Xia Wei said: "I haven't raised it yet, and I'm still trying to figure it out." ”

The man on the phone asked suspiciously, "Why are you so noisy over there?" And the sound of music, are you in the cabaret? ”

Xia Wei hurriedly said: "It's not a song hall, I'm dancing in the civic square." ”

"You owe so much debt and still dance in the square, it seems that you are in a good mood. You haven't repaid the loan for so long, so you should be mentally prepared, and we may go to you with the court and the public security to discuss the repayment in the near future. ”

Xia Wei said uneasily: "I will find a way to repay the arrears, and I can't repay the loan with a sad face all day long." ”

"Okay, you're ready." After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Back at the dance venue, the dance partner asked, "Is it a call from my daughter?" ”

Xia Wei smiled and said, "No, it's a friend calling." Then he continued to dance with his dance partner.

After the dance, Xia Wei returned home, began to take a shower and wash clothes, and after being busy for a while, picked up the pen and began to write.

At this time, Xia Wei remembered the haunting of the village when she was a child.

The story takes place in the early seventies, when the root of the village came to Uncle Bao's house with a rice bowl and said, "Have you heard, the village is haunted again." They chatted as they ate.

"Who saw that?" Uncle Bao hurriedly asked.

Gensheng sat down on the small stool, took a bite of food, and continued: "It was Xiao Linzi who saw the zombie ghost Dongmei last night, he was so frightened that he hid in Tibet, and he went crazy today. ”

"Ahh Dongmei's death is unjust, but she can't harm the innocent people in the village. Aunt Bao began to discuss bitterly.

"Gensheng, let's add some food." Uncle Bao said that, he picked up a chopstick dish and put it in the root bowl.

"Uncle Xie Bao!" Gensheng took Uncle Bao's dish while continuing: "Today, Xiaolinzi's family invited the 'Ma family' to come to the horse, and the person who got on the horse said that Dongmei was here, and she wanted to make everyone in the village become crazy, and she wanted to take revenge on our village." ”

"Don't listen to the Ma family's nonsense, Dongmei is a good girl, where does she have such a vicious heart?" Uncle Bao couldn't stand it anymore.

"Uncle Bao, don't believe it, you see that since Dongmei died and was buried in the grove at the head of our village, the village has not been peaceful, there have been three or four crazy people in the village, and Lin Zi is already the fifth, and they all said that they saw Dongmei coming to him before they went crazy." The more Gensheng talked, the more outrageous it became, and he was terrified of himself, and he looked around from time to time.

"I really don't believe it, I must report this matter to the commune, otherwise the whole village will panic, this is not a trivial matter." Uncle Bao hurriedly cleaned the rice in the bowl, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and went straight to the commune.

Dongmei that Gensheng said is a girl who married here in an arranged marriage arranged by her parents in a neighboring village two years ago, Dongmei is not happy after marriage, and the husband and wife often quarrel. Just a year ago in the summer of a side night, the little couple began to quarrel after dinner, Dongmei was angry and dragged seven or eight months pregnant to her mother's house, her husband chased out of the house, I don't know how long later, the family found that the little couple had not come back, so they went to the village to find, they found that the village had just been inserted into the ground seedlings fell a piece, there was a lost shoe by the small pond next to the field, the family realized that the situation was not good, so they quickly called the villagers to help find it, everyone salvaged two bodies in the pond, it was this little couple.

The villagers sympathized with the family's misfortune and felt even more sorry for the unborn fetus in Dongmei's womb, and everyone said that Dongmei's husband had committed suicide by throwing herself into the river after she drowned Dongmei in the pond. Therefore, everyone said that Dongmei was unjustly killed. The family put the little couple in a coffin and buried them in the grove at the head of the village.

It didn't take long for people in the village to start talking nonsense, and then they went crazy, and these crazy people all had one thing in common, that is, when they talked nonsense, they felt like they were talking to Dongmei. At this time, someone in the village began to rumor: "Dongmei has become a zombie ghost." This rumor became more and more outrageous, and the village was flooded with rumors all day long, and every night, the villagers did not dare to go out, and they were in their homes, and no one dared to visit the door.

Uncle Bao heard such rumors again today, and as the secretary of the brigade, he felt that he had the responsibility and obligation to clarify this matter, so he went to the commune to ask for help.

When the commune secretary listened to Uncle Bao's report and immediately decided to open the coffin, they clearly knew that only by burning the corpse in the coffin could the doubts in the hearts of the villagers be completely dispelled. Thus, a grave-digging operation presided over by the secretary of the commune began.

When the grave was opened, two intact corpses were presented in front of the villagers, and some people at the scene were so frightened that they ran around, and everyone whispered: "Look, it's been almost a year since the summer, and the corpses are still fine, isn't this a zombie?" "Yes, this dress is still brand new, and it is said that zombie ghosts come out to eat people at night."

At this time, the secretary of the commune spoke: "The body was burned on the spot. ”

After a while, the two corpses became a few white bones, and the secretary said to the villagers: "You can rest assured, the corpse does not exist, in fact, the zombie ghost does not exist, there are no zombie ghosts in the world, it is your feudal consciousness that is making trouble, please don't invite the Ma family anymore, that is to engage in feudal superstition, if anyone engages in any feudal superstition activities, we will come out to take care of it." ”

At this time, Uncle Bao saw that the villagers were still a little ignorant, so he added: "Everyone applauds. After speaking, he took the lead in applauding, and the villagers also applauded.

Uncle Bao continued: "Actually, I haven't believed in any zombie ghosts, the people in the village are crazy because their feudal consciousness frightens them, don't believe that, if you are sick, go to the hospital for treatment, otherwise it will not be good to fall ill." ”

The villagers suddenly realized, and turned their heads to each other: "Yes, how can there be zombie ghosts, they are all scaring themselves and scaring themselves crazy." "Well, yes, let's help get these people to the hospital for treatment."

A legend about zombie ghosts just subsided. Since then, no one in the village has been "crazy", and those who have "crazy" have been treated and improved.

Xia Wei pondered that the prevention and management of mental patients requires the strength of society, and one or two people alone cannot do it, and this training shows the government's care and love for the mentally ill, and believes that the prevention and management of severe mental illness will get better and better, and more and more people will benefit, such as people with sub-mental health, who need a stable and harmonious society, and need care and help.