That sanctimonious brute at the door!

Wanwan is just a young girl! I'm only 7 years old...

When did he start?

I can't imagine: 6 years old in Wanwan? 5 years old? Or smaller?

The 40-year-old man in human clothes, with a disgusting face, went down to a young child. Body probe, open the mouth of the blood basin...

If he is a "person", how can he be willing to do it, how can he attack such a young and cute innocent girl?

Is it more than once?

I stared at the hand, the rag doll that I was pointing to, Barbie's facial features were distorted in front of my eyes, as if there was a pair of sinful black hands, reaching towards it...

At that moment, I held back the anger, disgust, fear, and suppressed all the stirring thoughts in my heart, and I stared at Wanwan with misery and pity.

I stroked Wanwan's little head with one hand, and pointed at Barbie's lower body that made me feel guilty with the other, I tried to keep my sanity and keep my voice so as not to scare her, I asked her word by word:

"Wanwan, you just said Huang... Uncle Huang, he kissed you here, Wanwan, you told Teacher Xiao Liu, Uncle Huang, he kissed you a few times, do you remember? ”

Wanwan stared at the big ignorant eyes and shook her head at me: "Wanwan doesn't know". I saw her lower her head, broke off her fingers as white and tender as shallots, and slowly counted: "Last time Wanwan's birthday, last time my parents went to class, let Uncle Huang play with me, last time my parents went to Beijing..."

Enough is enough, I can't bear to listen to it anymore, and asks in an almost broken voice:

"Wanwan, have you told your mother about these?"

She shook her head: "No, Uncle Huang said, let me not say anything, Wanwan is very well-behaved, but Wanwan likes Teacher Liu, so I will tell you; Wanwan has never told anyone else, Wanwan simply doesn't speak..."

At that moment, I hugged her and hugged the young one tightly in my arms, and tears couldn't help but flow out: "You stupid child, you stupid child, you stupid Wanwan..."

Do you want Wanwan's parents to know what Wanwan has suffered?

At that moment, the memories in the depths of my mind, and the most primitive period since I have memories, all rushed in:

I was 6 years old.

My grandmother's village runs east-west along the banks of the Huai River, and the village is very large, with hundreds of families living in the village from south to north.

In the summer when I was 6 years old, a distant relative of my grandmother came to see her and gave her a piece of pork. My grandmother took me everywhere to find thirteen spice leaves and shallots, chopped some meat and chopped the dumpling filling, and then kneaded the only flour in the house and wrapped a lot of dumplings.

At that time, meat was rarely eaten in the countryside, and dumplings were even rarer. Although my aunt and grandmother have a bad temper, when my grandmother has good things, she always thinks of her uncle, aunt and cousin first.

When my grandmother cooked the dumplings, it was already past noon.

My grandmother's small hut is in the north of the village, while my uncle's family lives in the south of the village, some distance from the middle.

That day, my grandmother deliberately put down a big pot of dumplings, vacated a clay pot for noodles, and held a large pot. Since my grandmother and aunt had just finished arguing, my grandmother asked me to take it to my uncle's house, telling me to be careful about the road, and if I was tired, I would put it on the ground to rest, and I must be careful to deliver it.

Around 1 o'clock in the afternoon, it is the hottest time of the sun, this kind of high temperature, the villagers on both sides of the Huai River are unable to go to the ground, generally everyone will take a nap until the sun is no longer hot meat before going out to work.

Between my grandmother's cottage and my uncle's house, there were two ponds, and there were many squatting on the willow trees by the ponds, and they sang as if they were blowing hot air and cheering for the summer, trying to steam the summer.

At that time, when I was a child, my patched shirt was soaked with sweat.

I passed by the door of a house, and in front of his house was a big yellow dog on a leash, so hot that he spit out his long tongue, and was alarmed by my steps, jumped up, and barked at me.

At that moment, I was so frightened that I didn't dare to move forward, so I retreated, found a relatively flat stump, put down the dumpling pot there, stood by the basin, and looked at the big yellow dog's eyes.

"Wait until the dog is asleep..."

I ended up sitting on the floor next to the pot.

I heard the coughing of an old man on my right, and I turned my head to look to my right: it was a small courtyard surrounded by an earthen wall.

The black wooden door of the small courtyard is closed, the red Guan Gong New Year's painting has turned blue, mottled and falling off, and there is a rain shelter top on the door, which is made of thatch, which is considered a courtyard; As the courtyard stretched out on both sides, there were low earthen walls, and several cacti grew on the top of the walls.

Just as I was looking around, a pack of skinny dogs suddenly arrived.

I don't know what the later stage is, in case of theft, there are more and more people with dogs in the village, and let those dogs wander around the village, and they always love to be in groups.

Five earth dogs of different sizes and colors seemed to smell the aroma of dumplings in the basin, and they all gathered around me.

Looking at the long drooping tongues, getting closer and closer, closer and closer, I didn't dare to move, sitting there, watching the dog go to pick up the pot, I couldn't hold back any longer, "Wow-" and cried.

"Squeak-" The sound of the wooden door opening attracted the group of earth dogs.

A seventy-year-old man with a tobacco pouch walked out of the door.

"Ah, isn't this the little gentleman of the back village? Don't cry, don't cry, watch Grandpa help you get rid of these dogs! ”

As soon as he bent over, the dogs scattered...

My eyes widened, wiped away my tears, pointed to the only remaining big yellow dog that was leashed and stuck out its tongue towards me, and asked him to help: "Grandpa, then, there is another one, I want to go over and deliver something to my uncle's house, can grandpa also beat it away?" ”

"Yo, Xiaojun, there's no way around it, Xiaojun, otherwise, you go to Grandpa's house to cool off first, and when it falls asleep, Grandpa will take you over..."

At the age of 6, I didn't understand anything, at that time, I only saw the old man's mouth full of yellow teeth, and I didn't see the evil flashing in the corners of the old man's eyes....

That door is the door of sin...

Luckily, I was a kid at the time, and I still can't remember what happened in it...

I only vaguely remember that later, he filled my pockets with fried peanuts and told me not to tell anyone that I had been to him.

At that time, I was only 6 years old, I didn't understand anything, when I came home from my uncle's house with an empty basin, it was almost evening, my grandmother was about to go out to look for me, and when I came back, my grandmother asked my aunt what I left me to play at his house...

I took out two bags of peanuts and told my grandmother everything about entering the house.

That day, I was beaten and met my crazy grandmother...

At that time, I didn't understand anything, I said everything, and I remember my grandmother beating me and crying and scolding me: "I let you listen to others casually!" I'll make you delicious! Why are you so stupid, why don't you die, I pulled you so big, is it easy for me! …”

I was beaten stupid by my grandmother, and I remember that the mallet that washed the clothes hit my young back, and I fainted in pain.