I understand the meaning of Miao Qianqian's mouth.

Don't care about anything else, Uncle Liang asked Miao Qianqian to do things, but the person was not rescued, which is very embarrassing.

Although we are just spectators, we do have a direct relationship with us, and how to say it is a question, after all, the pain of losing a child is difficult for any father to bear.

"Well, it's a little annoying...... I don't know what to say, Uncle Liang is very nice, he has always been very enthusiastic and helpful, but he spoils that scumbag son too much, and he is a little embarrassed to see him. Miao Qianqian led me forward, listening to the greetings of various old men and women on the street.

I smiled, walked side by side with Miao Qianqian on the street, and said, "But, I always have to go to see your Uncle Liang, it's useless to escape, his son, you didn't kill him, it's just that you don't save him when you see death." ”

"Yes, I'm thinking about how to evade responsibility, if it's an ordinary person, I don't bother to quibble, but Uncle Liang..... Well, we'll have to get the furniture from here. Miao Qianqian pinched her forehead and looked sad.

We entered the door of the furniture factory.

I saw Uncle Li carving wood with a carving knife in the yard again.

The second-in-command of the furniture factory, the number one profiteering officer under Uncle Liang.

Uncle Li stood up and patted the dust and sawdust on his buttocks, "Qianqian, I'm here to find your Uncle Liang, right?" I've heard about him when he's gone, people are breaking down, locked in their rooms and not going out..... Qianqian, you're doing a good job, that kind of scum.... Damn it, his existence will only make our furniture factory go out of business, but we, the old cadres, can't get him, so we can only rely on you.... There is also a volunteering Xiaoyi. ”

Relying on Xiaoyi?

I was silent for a moment.

It turned out that Uncle Li, the second-in-command of the furniture factory, had known the truth for a long time, or the mirror was given to Xiaoyi by him.

Xiaoyi may not only be because of Miao Qianqian, but also because of the furniture factory and the neighborhood of the entire furniture street, so she made up her mind to kill the demon Liang Xiaoqiang.

"Then now Uncle Liang..." Miao Qianqian opened her mouth, as if a lot of rhetoric and quibbles were brewing, and it was useless in an instant.

Uncle Li sighed and led us to the furniture factory.

"Don't bother him, what furniture you want, you can choose it yourself, Qianqian wants to open a store, don't be polite to us, our elders are your strong backing...... Besides, the matter in front of you, everyone is pitiful, your Uncle Liang is a little broken, and we don't know how to let him ease up, Qianqian, don't bother him. ”

"Hmm." Miao Qianqian was silent and nodded seriously.

Uncle Li seems to have a matter on his mind, but Liang Xiaoqiang is dead, but he is full of emotions and very complicated.

As he walked, he said to us: "Xiaoyi is gone, you know the matter..... The girl has been a poor person since she was a child, her parents are divorced, but her parents don't want her as a girl, they feel burdensome and shirk each other. ”

Uncle Li continued: "Xiaoyi's parents can only change the support later, and they dislike her at every house, from childhood to adulthood, our neighbors are distressed, carrying a schoolbag to school, covered with bruises, she is very withdrawn, only playing with Liang Xiaoqiang from a single-parent family like her, the two of them have been unsociable since childhood, and they play together, but I didn't expect to do this kind of thing behind my back, it's just perverted.... It's incredible, is this the work that two little children can do? They were only seven or eight years old at that time. ”

Uncle Li shivered and lit a cigarette, a little trembling, sighing, and still unbelievable that these two children could play such a terrifying wood carving game.

He took us to the furniture factory, pointed to the finished product, let us pick the best solid wood furniture, and said that Miao Qianqian's customized mahogany furniture here a few days ago has been done, let her inspect the goods, and he personally supervised the use of the best materials.

Miao Qianqian didn't refuse, she looked at her hands and it was okay, she told me that this thing is highly profitable, but in fact, it is not that valuable.

I was stunned for a moment and nodded.

While showing us the furniture, Uncle Li continued to say that he is a middle-aged man who is good at talking, and he has experienced so much, and he has felt a lot of emotion.

He told us about Xiaoyi's family, and told us about Liang Xiaoqiang and Uncle Liang's past, as well as why Liang Xiaoqiang was fascinated by that terrifying wood carving art.

"Why?" Miao Qianqian was suddenly stunned, even she didn't know that there was a cause for this incident.

"Ugh." Uncle Li shook his cigarette, motioned for us to sit on the mahogany sofa next to us, and told us some things about the past.

More than 10 years ago.

Uncle Liang's family used to be very poor and very picky, but his wife was very righteous.

Uncle Liang's wife used to be an enthusiastic woman, penniless, but she helped the people of the whole furniture street to make a living, who had difficulties, helped them solve various problems in life, was a righteous old man, the whole street respected her very much, and it was because of her, peer competition, the whole originally indifferent furniture street, there was such an amazing cohesion.

But Uncle Liang is a person who cares about his family, picks the door, is rigid, calculating, childish, very good at life, scolds her mother-in-law for being stupid all day long, and can't open the pot at home, what kind of bad person do you want to be? What will we do in the future? What will our son take for him to go to school in the future?

Uncle Liang's wife is also refuting.

Whoever is too poor, she can't help but help when she sees it.

Whoever is divorced again, leaving a lonely and widowed daughter, who is beaten all day long, good people must have good rewards, we don't help them, who helps them....

That day, at dusk, Uncle Liang's wife quarreled with Uncle Liang while arguing about the dishes, and the quarrel was so angry that his wife was so angry that she wore an apron and ran outside.

rushed out of the door, and just ran to the furniture street, a large truck rushed straight over, knocking the person seven or eight meters away, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Uncle Liang, who was in the house, watched blankly, stunned, watching his wife, who had just run out of the door, being knocked into the air.

He ran out like crazy, didn't cry, but pointed at the flesh and blood all over the ground viciously, and continued the topic just now and scolded her wildly, scolding her for being disobedient, scolding her for loving charity so much, scolding her for not knowing how to save money, scolding her and saying that good people have good rewards, and now they deserve it! You really deserve it!

At that time, the neighbors were dumbfounded.

The first time they heard Uncle Liang, they would say such vicious words.

Others went to pull him, but the more he scolded, the more he scolded, but tears came out of his eyes, all angry, pointing to the corpse and continuing to curse viciously, swearing and hurting, saying very ugly, the more he spoke, the more ugly it became, the neighbors next to him couldn't listen to it anymore, and the neighbors next to him wanted to pull him away.

At this time, Liang Shao pulled away from the neighbor's pull, frantically rushed over and squatted down and hugged his wife's flesh and blood, tears flowed down at this time, and he sat in the middle of the highway with his head up and howled: "Damn, fuck you!" I knew, I knew... There is no good reward for good people in this world, there is no good reward for good people, and the sky is not long-sighted...... Why, why wasn't the person who just got hit and killed. ”

The neighbors of the whole street were silent.

The sound of an ambulance could be heard on the street in the distance.

This scene was seen by Liang Xiaoqiang, who had just come home from school with a schoolbag.

Liang Xiaoqiang, who was only in the first grade, listened to the regret of the neighbors gathered in a heap, and he didn't know what it meant to die.

He asked the neighbor next to him curiously, "Why do you all say that my mother is dead, what is death?" ”

There was an old man who wanted to tell him the truth.

was pulled by a kind old woman next to him.

The old grandmother said to him, "Death is to go to a far place." ”

Liang Xiaoqiang, who was only four and a half years old, asked: What is my father doing now holding my mother?

The old grandmother looked at Uncle Liang's corpse holding blood and intestines scattered all over the ground, it was too bloody, and hurriedly reached out to cover his eyes: "Don't look, this is an art..... Your parents are acting. ”

But he lifted the old woman's hand and stared at it all blankly.

It's bloody.

It's a blur of flesh and blood.

The father fell to his knees and roared in heart-rending rage.

The young Liang Xiaoqiang's eyes were full of shock, and this surging and shocking red picture violently hit his heart, and he suddenly began to feel.... It's beautiful.