Summer's murder was a foregone conclusion, and he was ready to accept whatever punishment was coming. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info And during the time he was in captivity, the ghost of the neighbor's hostess upstairs approached him and told him that as long as he did not admit that he was the murderer, he would be released in a few days.

Summer was very confused about this, but did as she wanted, and sure enough, he was released two days later. After coming out, Xia asked Officer Ma the reason, and it turned out that the male owner of his upstairs neighbor convicted him (I didn't understand some legal details, so I omitted them, in short, the male owner was still legally convicted of the murderer).

After that, Summer met his neighbor in the detention center once, and he told Summer that it was his wife who found him, saying that Summer had avenged their child and was now in prison, hoping that he could go and save Summer from the crime. During this period, his wife was afraid that he would hesitate, and she pestered him every day. In fact, if he had known early on that Summer had avenged their children, he would have done so even if his wife hadn't said so.

Summer also asked Officer Ma why innocent people convicted him even though he knew that he was the murderer.

Officer Ma told Xia that the woman was no longer a human being, so how could she be defined as a murderer, and killing it should be regarded as eliminating harm for the people. Moreover, the neighbor in the summer has no courage to live, and it is the best ending for him to change the summer.

Although I can't bear it in the summer, this is the end of this matter.

Life goes on, and in the blink of an eye, it's July 27th......

On this day, summer goes to work and gets off work as usual. When he came home from work and passed downstairs, an old man who was nearly 100 years old lifted his whole energy, and possibly sat in a wheelchair and watched his child of the same age squatting at the entrance of the corridor and burning paper money, and when the value was about to be burned, he raised his trembling right hand with difficulty and saluted to the fire.

Today is the twentieth day of June in the lunar calendar, and it has not yet reached the ghost month, so it stands to reason that the dead souls should not be worshiped at this time.

Summer felt strange about all of this, and couldn't help but stand by and watch it for a while. At this time, the paper money was burned, and the old man's child pushed him inside, just in time to meet the eyes of summer.

Summer politely bowed to the old man, who motioned for his child to stop, smiled at Summer, and then asked in a trembling, very weak voice, "Child, how old are you today?" ”

"Grandpa, I'm twenty-eight years old." Summer replied politely.

"Do you know what day it is?"

"July 27, old man."

"I'm referring to what day it is, not asking you the date."

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I really don't know."

The old man was very disappointed when he stopped until the summer, and his child seemed to sense this from him, and pushed him away quickly. After he left, some of the second monks in the summer were confused, and after thinking about it for a long time, they didn't figure it out, and asked Xiang Han in his body, "Do you know what day it is?" ”

"I don't know ......"

"It can't be his family's death day and he will come to ask me, right?"

"No, how could such a thing be asked of you? Isn't his child next to him? ”

"Yes." Summer pouted and went home.

Summer and cold didn't have any tasks tonight, and Summer lay down in bed at eight o'clock after dinner. But at this moment, a loud singing voice came from outside the window -- crossing the Yalu River with high spirits, defending peace and defending the motherland is to protect the hometown, and the good sons and daughters of China are united to resist US aggression and aid Korea and defeat the wolf of US ambitions!

When Summer heard the singing, she was distraught, and angrily leaned on the window and yelled, "What's the matter, what song are you singing in the middle of the night?" ”

The family who sang didn't seem to hear the summer insults, and continued to sing the song repeatedly.

For summer, it is rare to have such an opportunity to have a good rest, but I never thought of such a show. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he slammed the door and ran down the stairs with a "bang", stopping two floors below his house.

Summer stood in front of one of the doors, and when he was sure that the song was coming from inside, he knocked on the door vigorously. Soon someone came to open the door, and when Xia saw the door open, he shouted at the house before he saw anyone, "It's so late, you are singing so loudly, and you are not allowed to rest......"

The person who opened the door immediately covered Summer's mouth and looked back inside the house, while pushing Summer out and closing the door. After coming out, he bowed sincerely to Xia Xia and said, "Today is a very special day for my father, please forgive me if I disturb you." ”

Summer recognized that the person who opened the door was the old man who burned paper money downstairs in the afternoon, and Summer replied angrily, regardless of whether his attitude was sincere or not, "What day? Isn't it just a dead person, what's so special, as for singing so high at such a night? ”

When the man heard Summer's words, he immediately straightened up, pulled down his face and looked at Summer angrily, "Young man, speak politely. It's a dead person, yes, but not one, it's thousands. ”

"Thousands?" Summer couldn't help but laugh, "Don't scare me, why don't I remember when so many people died?" ”

I don't know when the singing inside stopped, and the laughter of summer came through the crack in the door, and the people inside heard it very well and walked out one after another. Standing at the front was naturally the old man who was nearly a hundred years old, and he looked at Xia with a trembling voice and asked in a deep voice, "Young man, remember the question I asked you in the afternoon?" ”

Summer looked at the old man and didn't know why he felt a sense of admiration in his heart, and he immediately became polite and replied, "Old man, I remember. ”

"Do you know what day it is now?"

"Still don't know." Summer shook her head.

"Do you know what July 27, 1953 is?"

If it was a year in history, Summer might still remember it, but on which day, Summer was really not sure, so he shook his head again, "I don't know." ”

The old man sighed and shook his head, "Young man, this day is not only for me, but also for you. ”

"Grandpa, why do you say that?" Summer asked with a puzzled face, he took a step closer to the old man, and only then did he notice that the old man's trouser legs below the knees were empty, "Old man, your feet?" ”

"Oh, it was cut more than sixty years ago." The old man smiled at the face, and did not feel sorry for it at all, "Let me tell you, on July 27, 1953, China and the United States signed the "Armistice Agreement". (To be continued.) )