Ill-fated, the night of the hangover was actually very short, and the biting cold wind penetrated the icy concrete house, spreading gloom and loneliness.

On this day on December 12, the last fig leaf she was holding on to was torn and shredded, and Wang Lili would never have thought of the scene in front of her.

After Zhang Shihong got himself, the scene of repentance and chagrin on his knees on the ground was still vivid in his mind a few months ago.

When she saw the messy condoms on the ground and the aggression of more than one person she faintly felt when she fell asleep last night, as if she was mocking herself like a confirmation, Wang Lili didn't know how to get home, and she staggered and didn't know how long she had walked.

At night, a person curls up in a bed in the corner. Even if she wanted to break her brain, she wouldn't have thought of what kind of dirty soul Zhang Shihong hid under his hypocritical appearance.

She couldn't remember what happened last night, and her memory stayed in the fact that she was taken by Zhang Shihong to participate in the wine party, and the people sitting there were all county leaders, all with fat heads and big ears, holding up the general's belly.

Everyone laughs and calls herself Mrs. Zhang, but this is really a joke, Zhang Shihong has a wife, a son and a daughter, and he can only be called his lover, as for why she fell to this point, Wang Lili can't say clearly, she really can't refuse this man, this strong and rich man.

What now? Hehe, Wang Lili's miserable white face, her face soaked in tears, she was completely toyed with by Zhang Shihong, she was so unbearable in his eyes, maybe when she defaulted to the day he was his lover, she was just a tool to be used in his eyes.

The next day, on a rainy day, it was raining lightly outside, Wang Lili simply washed and went straight to Zhang Shihong's Beishan mine, she wanted to ask him to understand, yes, ask to understand, she wanted to make trouble, why?

What kind of face do you have, and what kind of ability do you have to mess with him? Riding a bicycle to the mountains, he broke into Zhang Shihong's office, and Zhang Shihong was talking to his subordinates about the year-end dividend.

With a cigarette in his mouth and a big brazier burning in the middle of the house, Zhang Shihong saw Wang Lili come in, a smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hand to let the people under him leave.

After the people left, he sat on the old-fashioned sofa, lit a cigarette, and looked at Wang Lili playfully.

Soaking wet, droplets of water were dripping from the tips of his hair, Zhang Shihong's expression made Wang Lili feel insulted like never before, this is his true face.

"What, Lili has something to do with me, by the way, I have 20,000 yuan, you take it first, let's have less contact in the future, after all, I am also a family person, do you still have to avoid suspicion as a widow of a man who just died, what do you say?" Wang Lili's emotions collapsed at this moment, rushed to Zhang Shihong, grabbed the clothes that were deep in his chest, and asked him hoarsely

"Why, why, how can you do this to me." Zhang Shihong knocked Wang Lili's hands away, pushed her away violently, picked her up with one hand, and threw her to the ground.

twisted his somewhat sore neck, and slowly squatted in front of the chicken-like woman in front of him.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful to me, don't you know what I've done, as you think, five people, comfortable, haha, why do you think I'm so good to you, my money is easy to spend, you calculate how much money I've spent on you in the past few months, shouldn't you show it, if you want to complain, blame yourself, and enjoy yourself." After that, he stood up and picked up the 20,000 yuan on the table and threw it on Wang Lili's body

"If you get the money, you don't want to get out of here, and you still rot things in my stomach, you don't want everyone to know about it, hahahaha."

With a bang, Zhang Shihong slammed the office door and walked out. Wang Lili didn't leave anything, but the day before she committed suicide, she bought Yuan Junjun a big schoolbag full of learning utensils, and told him to study hard and read the "Six Tales of Floating Life" she sent, and probably only this child made him happy.

Yuan Junjun's mother Li Xiaofeng was very sympathetic to her, no matter how unbearable it was outside, Li Xiaofeng still treated Wang Lili the same as before, late at night the next day, Wang Lili dressed up and walked on the road to Beishan, and when the crooked-necked peach tree bloomed next year, she could also see it.

Time flies, in the spring of 2005, Zhang Shihong's Tianbao mining is getting bigger and bigger, most of the mountains are hollowed out, most of the strong labor force in the village are working in the mining area, every holiday, Zhang Shihong will bring a variety of welfare gifts to the lonely and widowed old people in the village to condole, a conscientious entrepreneur.

I have to say that Zhang Shihong is very smart, he secretly collected the collective resources of the village and put them in his own pocket, and then used the collective money to do good deeds, from the construction of elderly houses in the village, the construction of roads, to the small to subsidize the children of poor families to go to school, and the tuition fee of several hundred yuan a year.

Since that incident, Jiang Haitao left Xiaozhai Village, opened a primary school cram school in the county seat, earned some money from the cram teacher, he enrolled in night school, and finally went to university to get a teacher qualification certificate, became a teacher, and soon resigned from a teacher to open a cram school.

As for Yuan Junjun, when he entered junior high school, he was in the prime of his life, and he had just won the first prize in the primary and secondary school essay competition, and he was holding his mother Li Xiaofeng's hand and walking off the podium with a bonus of 500 yuan, and life went on as always, no one would care about the incident in the winter of 1998, and no one mentioned it for a long time.

It's just that on the edge of a mound in the corner of Beishan Cemetery, the flowers are so bright, and the tombstone is dusty: Wang Lili's tomb is exactly where Wang Lili is buried.

The story begins here, Jiang Haitao remembered the child named Junjun, Yuan Junjun raised his head and squinted his eyes slightly and remembered Jiang Haitao's promise to him.

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