One hundred and sixty-seven colors of the world
Zhao Mingwang thinks that he understands Yongzi, although Yongzi is very bitter, but others are very tenacious.
Yuko has always known that only by studying can she change her destiny in the future, so she has always cherished her hard-won opportunity to go to school.
At that time, there was no school district system. Therefore, as long as Yongzi Xiaosheng can be admitted to the key middle school in the city and live in the school, then he may not have to be beaten by his father again.
Suffering from violence every day, but still picking up garbage to support himself and scraping up enough tuition, how could such a brave son skip school?
Zhao Mingwang sensed that something was wrong, so he went to Yongzi's house.
He was worried that something would happen to Yuko.
Yuko's father was a tall man. Before he became an alcoholic, he was used to doing heavy work on the construction site, and he was very manpowered. Zhao Mingwang was still developing at that time, and he had no chance of winning against Shang Yongzi and his father.
This time when he went to Yongzi's house, Zhao Mingwang was like a thief, climbing up from the air conditioner unit downstairs in Yongzi's house, and secretly looked in from the window.
Fortunately, Yongzi's house is on the second floor, which is not too high. Zhao Mingwang is used to climbing walls again, and his hands are very sensitive.
The window next to the air conditioner is the window in Yuko's bedroom. Looking through the window, all I could see was no one in the bedroom.
Fortunately, the window was not locked, and Zhao Mingwang decided to climb in through the window after a little thought.
As soon as he climbed in through the window, Zhao Mingwang heard footsteps, and before he could close the window, he rolled under the bed.
Under the bed, Zhao Mingwang saw Yongzi and his father walk in from the living room, holding a wine bottle in his hand.
It should have been too much drinking, the pace was not very steady, and while walking, he hiccuped, and when he entered the house, he was blown by the wind that came in through the unclosed window, and began to curse.
"Damn, which little cub doesn't close the window, freezes to death!"
Picking up the wine bottle and taking two sips, Yuko and his father staggered over and closed the window.
Under the influence of alcohol, Yuko's father was not very conscious, and his eyes were not very good, so he ignored the footprints on the windowsill, and he did not notice that anyone had touched his house at all.
"Bang!" With a bang, the window shut.
"Damn, it must have been driven by that stinky boy, dead mit, see if I don't kill him! Hah, Teh! ”
Alcohol numbs Yuko's father's spirit, but it makes his tyranny even greater. A mouthful of thick phlegm was spit on the ground by him, and it fell in front of Zhao Mingwang at the bottom of the bed.
He's going to kill Yongzi!
For a while, Zhao Mingwang only echoed this sentence in his mind.
Inexplicable courage rushed to his heart, Zhao Mingwang crawled out from under the bed and secretly followed Yongzi and his father.
The floor of Yuko's house is dirty, full of all kinds of garbage, and all kinds of wine bottles that are not neat.
Zhao Mingwang carefully found cover to cover himself, and tried to avoid touching the garbage under his feet, so as not to make a sound. During this period, Zhao Mingwang's eyes swept over the walls of Yongzi's house, and the walls were full of bad words written by debt collectors with red paint.
Following Yongzi and his father, in the utility room and bathroom next door, Zhao Mingwang saw Yongzi lying on the ground.
Yuko's head was covered in blood, and he lay on the ground like a cold corpse.
"Hey! Don't play dead! Get up and cook! ”
Yuko's father kicked Yuko twice, and the pain made Yuko, who had not regained consciousness, subconsciously curl up and protect the abdomen that was kicked and kicked.
This huddled action made Zhao Mingwang breathe a sigh of relief.
I'm sure I'm not dead.
kicked twice but didn't kick the person up, Yongzi and his father became more and more irritable, "Okay, little cub, will you pretend to be an uncle now?" If you don't get up to cook, you still have to serve you, right? Damn, did you skip school today? Lao Tzu asked you to go to school to let you skip class?
I don't close the windows at home, do you want to freeze your son, ah?! ”
Just kicking it wasn't enough, Yongzi's father dragged Yongzi up from the ground, and the tall man carried Yongzi like a plucked chick who was about to die.
A slap on the face.
"I'm talking to you! Deaf? Dumb? ”
Yuko barely opened his eyes, but he didn't have the strength to speak. He must have had a high fever and his cheeks were red, but everywhere else he was so white that there was no blood.
Yuko opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak, but she had some difficulty breathing, like a fish about to die.
Yuko's father cursed twice, but he didn't think it was fun, so he threw Yuko to the ground and picked up a beer bottle from the side.
", disobedient little! Lao Tzu beat you to death! ”
Just when the bottle was about to fall on Yongzi's head, Zhao Mingwang rushed up.
When he rushed up, Zhao Mingwang had only one thought in his heart: he couldn't let Yongzi die!
When rushing up, Zhao Mingwang picked up a wine bottle from the ground, the sober young man's skills were much faster than the middle-aged man who drank too much, before Yongzi's father's bottle fell on Yongzi's head, Zhao Mingwang had already jumped up, and smashed the bottle on Yongzi's father with the power of jumping from behind.
When the bottle went down, the wine bottle shattered, and Yongzi's father broke his head and bled out.
After being beaten, Yuko's father turned around and finally realized that there were outsiders in his house.
The pain and the effects of alcohol rose in Yuko's father's mind at the same time, and he reached out and touched the blood in his hand.
"MLG ......" Yongzi's father scolded, and without asking half a word, he was about to come up with a wine bottle and fight with Zhao Mingwang.
Zhao Mingwang was frightened by him, and his subconscious action was to greet Yongzi and his father directly with the wine bottle left in his hand, and then after taking a blow on the shoulder, he picked up another bottle and smashed it on his head.
This time, Yongzi and his father fell directly to the ground, and the bottles and cans on the ground were knocked over, and the jingle bells scattered to the ground.
Zhao Mingwang was stupid, stepped forward to probe his nose, and then sat down on the ground in fright.
"Dead ...... He's dead?! ”
In a panic and stunned, Zhao Mingwang's heartbeat was so fast that it was about to jump out of his throat.
Holding back the desire to vomit, Zhao Mingwang hurriedly crawled in front of Yongzi, shook Yongzi awake, and carried him out of the door.
"That's how that human life came from me." Zhao Mingwang smoked a cigarette and Sun Wu said.
Sun Wu also had one in his mouth, and when he was talking just now, Zhao Mingwang picked up the cigarette he was reluctant to smoke and divided it into one cigarette.
Holding a cigarette, Sun Wu didn't hold a cigarette in his hand, and his speech was a little slurred, "Although you killed someone, you are not a bad person." ”
In fact, it is difficult to distinguish between good and bad people.
There are always good things and bad things about people. There may be people who are completely bad because of spiritual and personality problems, and there may be people who are completely kind and willing to give themselves unconditionally, but there are too few such people, and there may not be a few people in the world in hundreds of millions of years.
The world is not black and white, with gray in the middle, and many more other colors.