【Chapter 39】Angels and Demons (2)

At that time, when I woke up again, I found myself lying alone on the wooden bed in my grandmother's hut, and I got out of bed tremblingly, timidly opened the crack of the door, and heard my grandmother's crying and scolding at the door.

I saw my grandmother standing in front of a tree branch, holding a kitchen knife and a cutting board, and every time she made a knife, she scolded hard, and she opened her voice to the south of the pond, and scolded loudly: "Liu Laosan, you old immortal brute... You dare to spoil even a six-year-old female doll! You're a pig and a dog! You will not die well, you will go to hell! …”

Sawdust flew wildly, as if flying into my young eyes, and the onlookers all followed my grandmother to point in the distance, and some followed my grandmother to scold...

I was very scared at that moment, I have never seen my grandmother who loved me, roared like that day, and I had never seen so many villagers gathered in front of my grandmother's small hut so lively.

From that day on, I remembered my grandmother's words: go to my uncle's house in the south of the village, and never take that road again; No matter how urgent things are, even if you go around half the village from the outside, you can't pass in front of that gate again.

The village is big, and there is everything. Every day in the mountain villages, there will be scenes of who has been stolen, who has married an unfilial daughter-in-law, whose widow has gone to a widower's house to spend the night at night, and so on.

These episodes gradually overshadowed my incident: a 6-year-old girl was sexualized by an old man. Invade...

The incident that shocked the entire mountain village seems to have been gradually buried on both sides of the Huai River by the fine sand of time...

But in my mind, there were dark outlines: the dilapidated wooden door, the cigarette pouch, the terrible shadow...

It was also at that time that I learned to be afraid, I learned not to speak...

Later, when I grew up, after the sinful incident of the night when I was 13 years old, a deeper trauma was imprinted on my soul, and the clear and frightening memories of what happened when I was 6 years old were blurred by me...

But what happened to me at the age of 13 was unknown to no one but the sinner, so I could pretend that nothing had happened and live "in the open"...

And what happened when he was 6 years old was known to everyone in that mountain village.

I often wonder: Is there anyone who still remembers what happened when I was 6 years old?

What did those acquaintances think of me when they saw me when they grew up?

It's good that I'm far away from that mountain village ....

I retracted my thoughts and looked at Wanwan, as if I saw myself at the age of 6.

Parents all over the world hope that their daughters will grow up healthy and healthy, and find a man who can be entrusted for life in the future, and a safe and happy life. What's more, Wanwan's parents are old girls...

If they knew that Wanwan had gone through these dirty things, what would they have done?

Wanwan's mother must be very stimulated, right? As sad and sad as my grandmother was at that time...

If they make a big fuss like grandma, it will definitely be known to everyone, right?

Although Wanwan is only 7 years old, she actually knows a lot of things...

No, no, I've experienced...

This will definitely be an endless psychological burden for Wanwan when she grows up in the future...

When she grows up, how should she look at herself and how to face those "insiders"?

No, no, you can't let Wanwan's mother know...

I whispered, facing her big watery eyes, and said as gently as possible: "Wanwan, what I just said to Teacher Xiao Liu, don't tell anyone anymore, it's a secret that only belongs to the two of us, okay?" ”

She nodded to me and said, "Okay."

I quickly wiped my tears, trembled in my voice, held back the mist in my eyes, and said step by step: "Wanwan but Wanwan, my stupid Wanwan, next, you have to listen to Teacher Xiao Liu's words, okay?" ”

I pressed her young shoulders and looked at her, waiting for her to nod.

She really nodded, and I was busy touching her head: "Then, Wanwan, from now on, can you promise Teacher Xiao Liu not to listen to Uncle Huang in the future?" ”

After I finished speaking, I looked at her like that, I didn't dare to make a sound, and looked at her with tears in my eyes, for fear that she would not say anything, and even more afraid that she would shake her head...

Seeing that she continued to nod obediently, I suddenly felt a warm current flowing down my heart and into the corner of my eye.

I pressed my chest, held back all the surging discomfort in my heart, pointed to the rag doll again, I pointed to the place where Wanwan had pointed, with tears in my eyes, and patiently told Wanwan word by word:

"Wanwan, you are so good, Wanwan, from now on, you listen to Teacher Xiao Liu's words, in the future, no one can touch anyone, nor can you show anyone, Wanwan, can you promise Teacher Xiao Liu?"

Wanwan seemed to understand something, she nodded obediently, but I was still afraid that she wouldn't understand, so I continued to tell me:

"Wanwan, this place is very important for girls... You are still too young to understand, you just need to listen to Mr. Liu's words and remember: This is very important, no one will show it to anyone in the future, okay? If the opposite side of the yellow... If Uncle wants to see again, or wants to touch and kiss you, you must say to him: You have to go home and tell Mom and Dad, you know, Wanwan? ”

Wanwan seemed to understand, she nodded, and continued: "Okay, Wanwan won't let him kiss and touch, Wanwan said to go home first and tell Teacher Liu..."

"Wanwan doesn't want to tell her mother, right? Then you just tell Teacher Liu, Wanwan, you must listen to Teacher Liu..."

Wanwan nodded: "Okay, Wanwan is obedient, after Wanwan, no one will show anyone, tell Teacher Liu first..."

I touched her head and cried out of my nose: "Wanwan is really good, when Wanwan grows up in the future, she will understand, Wanwan, you have to hook up with Teacher Xiao Liu, what you just said, you have to remember Oh, you have to promise Teacher Xiao Liu, you are not allowed to let anyone touch you..."

"Pull the hook, hang yourself, don't change for a hundred years, stamp..."

I pressed her little thumbs and pressed each other, and after making sure she remembered, I quickly went to the sanitary house to wipe my tears, and that night, I left Wanwan's house with a heavy heart, and carried the Barbie doll on my back. I went to Wanwan's house the next day and re-gifted her a beautiful set of flower fairies and raccoons.

From that night on, a seed of anger took root in my heart.

I won't let the surname Huang go...

This kind of person is not worthy of living, let alone living in the name of a professor!

What Wanwan said that day, I have no doubt at all. Because, I'm a relatively sensitive person, and every time I knock on the door of Wanwan's house, it seems that I can always alarm the sanctimonious person of 902.

He actually opened the door for the first time and laughed and talked with me, making me wait for every minute to open the door at the door of Wanwan's house, which was extremely difficult.

In the past, there was a night when I had dinner at Wanwan's house before leaving, at that time it was about 9 o'clock in the evening, I was standing quietly in front of the elevator waiting for the elevator to come up, and suddenly, a girl ran out of his house crying...

A slightly ruthless rebuke came from the house, surnamed Huang: "Don't stalk you, it won't do you any good, you won't be able to gain a foothold on this campus, think about what I just said..."