It is impossible for a dead man to crawl out of the ground unless he becomes a ghost.

Thinking of that word, Dong Ping'an's back was cold, and a pair of eyes glanced uncontrollably at the other end of the prison.

The people of this town are simple, and there has never been a fatal murder, so the prison is just as good as it is furnished. There are no prisoners in the prison, and the government will naturally not pay for the maintenance of this place, and the entire prison, except for the dilapidated, is pitch black, with a smell of disrepair.

Dong Ping'an didn't know how many cells there were in this cell, but he knew that he was the only prisoner in the entire cell. It's not a good feeling to be alone underground. It occurred to him whether his brother felt the same way when he buried his own brother in the ground.

In the darkness, something seemed to be moving, and it made a "squeak" sound.

Is it a rat?

Dong Ping'an is not a timid person, let alone a person who is afraid of mice, but at this time, he is afraid of this "squeaky" sound.

"Dong Ping'an, someone came to see you."

The cell leader's voice came from far away, and Dong Ping'an's eyes lit up suddenly.

Is it Sulan?

Did Su Lan come to see him?

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, Dong Ping'an stood up suddenly, then threw himself in front of the cell door, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Su Lan, Su Lan, is it you Su Lan?" ”

A figure emerged from the darkness, getting closer and closer, but also getting smaller and smaller, and finally became a little girl.

Dong Ping'an didn't know this little girl, and he didn't know why this little girl ran to the prison to see him. He grasped the rough log with his hands and stood motionless.

The little girl looked up and showed a pair of beautiful eyes.

"I was commissioned to come and see you."

"Entrusted?" Dong Ping'an wanted to laugh, but he didn't know why he was laughing.

"Don't you think it's a little funny for me to say such adult-like things as a child?" The little girl raised her face, "But I'm not lying, I was indeed entrusted to see you." Well, here's what I brought you. ”

Dong Ping'an saw that there was a bamboo basket hanging on the little girl's arm, and the basket was covered with a blue and white cloth. Through the cloth, he could smell the smell of meat.

Beef, this is the fragrance of beef, and it is also the fragrance of beef stained with the special sauce of Aunt Sauce's house.

He remembers that when he was poor, he was most hungry for this beef. Later, when I got rich, I didn't want to eat it. It's not that I don't want to eat it, but every time I smell this smell, I always think of those bad days when I was disliked and abused by others for not being clothed.

"Who told you to bring these things?"

"Mrs. Dong." The little girl's voice was soft and crunchy.

Mrs. Dong is naturally Dong Sulan, who he newly married into the door.

Also, Dong Sulan was born in a poor family, and finally married a husband, but she was as poor as her. Such beef, in her opinion, must be the best thing. She still has her own in her heart.

Thinking of this, Dong Ping'an hurriedly stretched out his hand.

"Bring it, bring the beef."

The little girl did not hesitate, directly lifted the blue and white cloth on the small basket, took out the beef in it and handed it in.

There were no chopsticks in the cell, and Dong Ping'an, who lived in the cell, couldn't pay attention to it if he wanted to, as before, he directly grabbed the beef with his hands and opened his mouth to take a bite. I haven't eaten it for many years, but this beef still tastes like it was at the beginning.

Neither paying attention to it, nor caring about his identity as the chief shopkeeper of the dart game, Dong Ping'an simply lifted his robe and sat on the ground. While happily nibbling on the beef, he asked the little girl outside the prison: "How can the government let a little girl into the prison?" ”

"I don't know, I said I wanted to come in and have a look, and they asked me what I was doing in there. I showed them my little basket and said to help someone bring you something, and they let me in. ”

The little girl looked innocent, and what she said was also the words of a simple child. Dong Ping'an took a bite of the beef and said indistinctly: "I guess they can't bear to embarrass you." ”

"Do you think I'm cute?" The little girl squatted down and held her chin with her hand.

"It's cute, and if I had a daughter, I hope she could be like you." Dong Ping'an was telling the truth.

"It's a pity you don't have a daughter."

"yes, I don't have a daughter, just two bastards, bastards like me." Dong Ping'an said, and the beef in his mouth seemed to have no taste in an instant. "Little girl, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid of this prison." Dong Ping'an looked at the darkness in the distance: "Look at me, how did you forget, children are ignorant and fearless, how can they be afraid of this kind of place." Little girl, this place is not suitable for you to stay, you go back first, by the way, tell my wife, I am fine, let her wait for me at home with peace of mind. ”

"No need." The little girl suddenly stood up and pointed to Dong Ping'an's back with her finger: "If you have something to say, just say it directly to your wife, she is standing behind you." ”

"Scare me." Dong Ping'an stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the little girl's face. The little girl took two steps back with a wary expression. "Okay, Uncle won't touch you. Little girl, go back, you don't know what Uncle does, and what you just said can't scare Uncle Uncle. ”

"You're wrong, I'm telling the truth, I'm not scaring you." The little girl still looked behind Dong Ping'an: "Mrs. Dong, if you want me to help, I have already helped, and you can do the rest by yourself." ”

After saying that, the little girl waved her hand, turned around, and left.

At this time, Dong Ping'an suddenly felt a chill behind him, he turned his head to look, and saw a man with a disheveled hair appearing on the wall. Her head hung down, and her long black hair covered an entire face. The clothes on my body were a little familiar, but I couldn't remember them for a while. Look down and see her shoes. The toe of her shoes is red, the red kind, but the red toe has a white bat embroidered on the toe.

"Do my shoes look good?" The man raised his head, and Dong Ping'an screamed out at once.

"The husband is so ruthless, the concubine's body is not cold, and the husband can't wait to marry the newlyweds into the door, and the husband has ever worried about the feelings of the concubine."

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Dong Ping'an was unwilling, and he didn't dare to look at the face that emanated.

"Whether the concubine is a human or a ghost, doesn't the husband know in his heart?" The man took a step forward lightly, and there were a few more blood marks on his originally pale face, and the eyeballs, which had been lost in gravity, actually bulged out, and it seemed that they might fall out of that eye socket at any time.

"The husband's appearance seems to be afraid of the concubine. The husband forgot that the former husband loved the face of the concubine the most. ”

"Fuck off! Get the hell out of here! ”

The husband said this, the concubine is so sad. Husband, let's see, why the concubine's heart hurts so much. The man pounced all of a sudden, and Dong Ping'an's eyes widened instantly.

That face changed, from that woman to his younger brother Dong Pingshun. He looked at him and said in a voice of resentment that he had never heard before, "Brother, why did you harm me? ”

"Smooth!" Dong Ping'an suddenly sat on the ground. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my brother was wrong, my brother was really wrong."

"I don't blame my brother, I just want to ask my brother why my brother did that, why did my brother do that, why did my brother hurt me. Am I doing something wrong? Did I do something to make my brother angry, so that he had to kill me? ”

"No, it's not." In the end, even if he once had resentment in his heart, when facing his younger brother's questioning, Dong Ping'an's heart still trembled. He slowly recounted the past in a very low voice, and did not raise his head until he finished speaking.

"I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't help myself. Smooth, if you want revenge, come on! ”

Dong Pingshun shook his head: "No, even if you kill your brother, what can you do?" Huangquan Road is short, you and my brother, there is no need to see each other again. ”

"Smooth!"

"Actually, my brother should have told me. If my brother said it, I would definitely take into account my brother's mood and wouldn't make my brother feel uncomfortable, but my brother shouldn't bully his brother-in-law either. Even according to what I just said, my brother didn't control himself, so what about later? Since her brother has occupied her, he should treat her well, but why...... It's all fate, it's all fate. ”

"I ...... in my heart It's always unsteady. Dong Ping'an hugged his head: "At the beginning, I was really happy in my heart, the younger brother who had occupied me everywhere since I was a child was gone, and I got a lady who was like a flower and jade." Although this lady is unsightly, I am proud in my heart. But gradually, that pride was replaced by self-blame, and I began to regret what I had done. Every time I see her face, I always think of you, and then I don't want to see her again. ”

"You're lying!" Dong Pingshun's voice became sharp, Dong Ping'an looked up and saw the face that had been with him day and night.

"You are lying, it is clear that you have seen something different and are disgusted with me. On the day your young man Dong Aniu got married, you went to their wedding banquet, and when you came back, you became unrelenting. I've never seen you look like that, but I've heard other things say in private that you're sicksick. I know who you're thinking about, but I didn't expect that years later, you'd do it all over again, using the same method to take over another poor woman. Husband, what is your heart made of? ”

A pair of hands grabbed the clothes on his chest, and those hands, pale as snow, each knuckle was bulging outward.

"Today, I'm going to dig out my husband's heart and take a good look at what it's made of."

"Let go of me! Let me go! ”

Dong Ping'an struggled, but the more he struggled, the deeper the hands pierced into his skin, and he could almost feel the feeling of his ribs being touched by his cold nails.

It hurts, it's a heart-wrenching pain!