6-A, Head of Household: Nguyen Thi Cong)

"Boss, rent a set of Xianxia Xiuzhen!"

"Nope."

"That's okay with the fantasy."

"Nope."

"Damn, you're also a bookstore? Then let's be a scary, the best one haunted by ghosts! ”

"Nope."

"Big brother, I'm such a bear," the tall and thin high school student asked, sweating and wide-eyed, "Can you tell me what you have here?" ”

He took a closer look at the shopkeeper, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in a crumpled leather suit, with a face that looked stupid at first impression, eyes that were always squinted, a scruffy beard, and nervously shaking an empty Pepsi can with a cap on it, making a rattling noise.

The boss said slowly: "Little friend, you are now in the period of development, and as a kind elder, I have to tell you in a serious manner that what you said is not literature, and it is not good to read it." I also beat you back then, and I know full well that students of your age are basically full of in their heads. Remember, science is the ladder of human progress! As he spoke, he used his little fingernail to pick out a piece of leek from the gap between his yellow teeth, and then picked it out of his nostrils, and then flicked it out of the window for a long time, but it still didn't pop out, so he simply wiped it on the mouth of the can, pushed it inward, and continued to shake the can back and forth.

"Boss, if you don't rent the books I said, how can you make money?"

"My bookstore is a real intellectual bookstore. Have you seen it: popular science books, military books, exploration and discovery, if you want to read science fiction, I have everything here, even the author himself can't save such a complete. Mary Shelley, Verne, Wells, Asimov, Belyaev, Michael Clayton, Dan Brown...... It only makes sense for you to read more of these books! ”

The high school student agreed with his mouth, but he didn't think so, but there were no other bookstores to choose from in the vicinity, anyway, in his opinion, as long as the subject matter of the novel had nothing to do with reality: "Big brother boss, why do you need a deposit of twenty yuan to rent a book here?" It's too expensive, I have eighteen yuan with me, can you see if you can be accommodating? ”

"That's not good, you have to be principled, you should be as much as you want."

"Boss, be accommodating, I'm from the thirteenth middle school in the neighborhood, can I lie to you by the cadres of my student union? Otherwise, the morning newspaper in my hand was also bought for a piece of five and gave it to you, which is enough, right? ”

The "boss" has been lazy for a long time, and his reaction is half a beat slower, and the high school student has already grabbed Ben Verne's "The Invisible Bride" (in his opinion, this is the only title that may indicate that this novel has a fragrant component) and nimbly flashed out of the store, and ran away in an instant.

He was stunned for a long time, and then he reluctantly picked up the "Yunkou Morning Sound", and read the headline casually: "The old man was happy to pick up the bag in the morning exercise, and there were stumps and fragments in it to report the crime!" On November 4th, the old man Sun Yuehua (pseudonym), an old man who was exercising in the morning in Mashan District, Yanzhou City, found that something seemed to be stuck in the mud under the bridge pillars when he passed a bridge. It turned out that there was a pile of stumps of the body, which were covered with lime powder, and it was no longer recognizable, and the forensic doctor could only preliminarily determine that it was a young girl......"

"This is the way of the world, life, life......" He opened the bottle of Coke again, poured it into his throat, and was about to throw the newspaper into the trash, but at this moment, his eyes glanced at the photo below, and froze. The photograph was black and white, blurry, and only a truncated, lifeless arm could be faintly seen. But his complexion immediately changed drastically, his whole body trembled violently, and then he felt his limbs constantly whirling, and he failed to grasp his balance, and fell to the ground at once.

He stared blankly at the newspaper picture for a long time, and then suddenly hung his head sadly, and large drops of tears and snot mixed together, and flowed downward. The people who passed by the door thought it was funny when they saw him doing business, and they didn't dare to enter the door again. Gradually, his gaze changed from extreme sorrow to hatred that implied thunderous fury, and the can in his hand was slowly squeezed into two pieces of iron paper tightly glued together, and the coke was spilled on the ground like a pool of dirty blood.

He hurriedly rummaged through the cabinets, pulled out about 2,000 yuan, stuffed it into his pocket, found a clean blue-black bread jacket and put it on, hung up a wooden sign that read "Temporarily closed", and closed the door of the bookstore heavily.

At the junction of Yanzhou city and Shiye Town in Qingji County is a large rich forest, known as the "Shiye Stele Forest", not only because there is a special execution ground for shooting prisoners, but also because next to the forest is the first cemetery in Yanzhou. It is said that the custom of the ancestors of the old days was not to erect stone monuments, but to plant trees on the graves of the deceased after burial, and that under each tree was a sleeping soul, so they followed the good habit of not cutting down trees, although the original intention was not to protect the environment but to superstition. However, even if you are not a superstitious materialist, as soon as you step into the gate of the cemetery, you will feel the biting wind and the screams and weeps in all directions, and most of your voices will be out of tune, becoming more like a beast, heart-rending and miserable, and your mood will be followed by loss, confusion, and even severe pain, rage, and your heart will be like ashes.

This is just a group of dozens of funeral relatives and friends, there are not many people, it seems that they are mainly relatives, and there are few colleagues or friends. The mother of the deceased cried and fainted several times outside the crematorium, her face distorted to a certain horror, while her father sat peacefully on a stool beside her, his face cold and gloomy, not saying a word, chewing his teeth from time to time, and his eyes fixed on the portrait of his beautiful and innocent daughter.

"Which one is Tong Xiaoduo's relatives and friends?" The doorman shouted, and more than a dozen relatives gathered around.

"Ahem! Given...... Given...... That, the body is too badly damaged, the collective bow link will be waived, and it will be sent directly to cremation, will you go there to receive the ashes in ten minutes? ”

"Xiaoduo......! It's a lot——! When the mother heard this, she fell to the ground weakly, and without warning, her head hit the floor, and immediately blood flowed, and everyone hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, but they did not dare to say anything to comfort her.

Father Tong's eyes were stiff, his face was dark gray, and he was still motionless, looking like a wax figure without breathing.

At this time, someone squatted down and said to Tong's mother, "Hello, Auntie." I'm here to pay homage to Tong Duo. ”

Tong Duo's brother Tong Liqiang endured his grief, got up and asked, "Are you ......?" ”

He looked at the man carefully, he was plain-looking, of medium height, wearing an old black and blue down jacket, and his shoes and trouser legs were covered in mud.

"My name is Nan Yinglong, and I'm from Yunkou City."

Tong Li said "oh" and forced a smile: "I can hear your accent." Our family is from Yunkou, and our whole family has moved here since Duoduo got a good job here...... So, you're her high school classmate, right? ”

"High school classmates, but also college classmates. We are alumni of the same class at Yanzhou Normal University, she is an economic law major in the School of Political Science and Law, and I am mechanical. After finishing my studies, I will go back to Yunkou. ”

"What's your relationship with her?" Suddenly, an angry tall young man pushed aside his relatives and friends, pointed at him and questioned him sharply.

Tong Li said lightly: "What's wrong with other classmates? What are you shouting? Is this so majestic? What did you do? ”

The man's face was a little crimson, his muscles were tense, and he still looked at Nan Yinglong, waiting for his answer.

Nan Yinglong glanced at him: "I said, I'm her classmate." You're her boyfriend, right? ”

The man was unceremoniously: "It's the husband!" ”

Nan Yinglong nodded: "I know, your name is Ruan Shicong." You were married on May 15 last year in Yanzhou. ”

Tong Duo's relatives and friends couldn't help but focus their eyes, and Tong's father also raised his head and asked sluggishly, "Who are you?" How would you know? Xiaoduo never mentioned you. ”

"I don't want to talk about that. I'm here not only to pay respects to her, but to know what's going on with her these days. ”

Tong Li was stunned: "Are you a policeman?" Your comrades have already come. ”

Mother Tong glared at him violently and shouted hysterically, "What can you do if you tell you?" Can you bring her back to life? Even the police don't care! It's unreasonable! Our family died unjustly......"

Tong Li and Ruan Shicong's faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly comforted: "Mom, don't talk nonsense......