Chapter 1: Deep Memories of Broken Shoes (New Book for Support)

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In the cold cell, a middle-aged man standing in front of the iron window, with gray temples, was wearing a horizontal gray and white prison robe, and several scars on his cheeks looked a little vicissitudes.

I looked at the wall calendar on the wall.

Thursday, January 28, 1988, early spring in Beijing.

It was an unforgettable day, January 28, 1980, the first day of imprisonment, and eight years passed in the blink of an eye.

The wind and snow were howling outside the window, and the day of the Spring Festival was approaching, which made this middle-aged man miss his home day by day, and the letter paper he had just finished reading was carefully folded.

Squeak! The sound of old wooden doors, the drawers are stuffed with thick old yellowed envelopes, and the thin letter paper carries the spiritual sustenance of 2,920 days.

The cold air rolled in through the cracks in the doors and windows, and I couldn't help but blow the hot air, rubbed the palms of my hands back and forth to keep warm, shrunk my neck, and the washed gray cotton jacket had no collar, and I cherished the only bit of warmth, trying to curl up my body as much as possible.

Despite this, he couldn't extinguish the only bit of warmth in his heart, and a smile of relief gradually appeared on his face, and he stared down at the long scar on the back of his right hand, and fell into a brief contemplative memory.

Also back to the snowy night, in the courtyard of the capital, the weather is cold, most of the courtyard closed the door and fell asleep, the chimney Lou Lou white smoke floated out, through the old red lacquered wooden windows can be seen only Lingding lit light yellow.

In the dim light, a man and a woman can be seen squeaking in front and back of the snow....... The silence of the compound was broken by a slight noise, and the movements were very agile, sneaking into the dilapidated warehouse, and soon the laughter of men and women could be heard.

Man: "Sister Qin is really a little early today, it's so cold and cold, let me hug me and be warm." ”

Female "Shhhh Xu Damao whispered, the three children had just gone to sleep, and she had to find an excuse to send her mother-in-law, she was very suspicious. ”

Man: "Hehehe! Come and kiss and see what I've brought you? ”

Woman: "Wow! Fifty pounds of food stamps is great, at least enough for our family to eat for a month, where do you have to get so much? ”

Man: "Needless to say?" Don't look at what I'm doing, during this time, I went to the countryside to show movies, and the village director didn't have any food stamps, so our family couldn't finish it. ”

........... The sound of laughter from the warehouse was heard one after another, and the content of the conversation was not scrupulous, and there was no shortage of explicit topics, which showed that the men and women in the room were extraordinarily super-friendly.

I don't know when there is a thin figure in the corner of the outer wall of the wooden door, clenched into fists, making a crackling sound, from the body shape can be seen to be an adolescent person, the cold wind and snow blowing on his face, through the dim yellow light can be seen that there are two lines of tears on the childish face.

The teenager who is huddled outside at the moment is Jia Bang Terrier, the eldest son of the woman in the room, his eyes are full of anger, and the memories in his mind are vivid, and he grows up in a single-parent family with an extreme insecurity, which leads to his eccentric personality.

"You're a wild kid without a father, and you're a freak in the whole compound."

"Qin Huairu is a widow who specializes in hooking up with men, you just broke your shoes and gave birth"

... All kinds of bullying and ridicule jokes of playmates repeatedly ripple in my mind, looking up at the falling snowflakes, listening to the conversation between my mother and Xu Damao in the house is like a small knife deeply cutting my heart, no matter how cold the weather is, it leaves an indelible memory scar.

Staring wide-eyed at the bricks on the ground in front of him, holding his breath, the youthful anger was burning faster and devouring reason, and the cold wind seemed to strengthen the idea of sudden life.

At this moment, I couldn't hold back the excitement in my heart anymore, and my trembling hands picked up the bricks and clenched my palms and waited for the opportunity, and the nervous look on my face made the sweat of the bean sliding straight down the snow, boom! Then it dripped through the thick snow, the water vapor blinded his eyes, and the ruthlessness in his heart became more and more intense.

Biting the root, he slowly lifted the wooden window, raised the brick in his hand and smashed it towards the backs of the two people in the house.

The brick has endured years of resentment and anger, and at the moment of throwing, it feels like a relief, but the whole person feels a lot lighter.

"Ahh Yes.... Ahh

You must know that this untrained teenager has done a lot of things since he was a child, and there are two living lives in the house separated by a wall, so he can't play a little child's play, not to mention that he still doesn't know who he still hits, even his mother is inside, and his head is blank when he is frightened.

The hands covered with white ash instinctively covered their mouths, and a gloomy sound of "woo" came from their throats, sounding more like crying, and tears squeezed out of the corners of their eyes.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands stretched out from behind him to cover his mouth, and the stick terrier was already pulled out with strong force before he could react.

Smack! Two heavy fell to the ground, and suddenly his eyes were dizzy, his eyes were full of Venus, and he was so broken that he couldn't touch the south, south, west, and northwest.

"Who? Let it go. A gloomy cry came from the depths of his throat, and it was so powerful that the person in front of him had no time to react, and he covered his chest with his hands, and instinctively stretched out his hands and slapped the powerful arm desperately.

At the same time, an angry male voice came from inside the house, "Who did the good thing?" Let me catch it, I have to be Haibian. ”

"Da Mao, your forehead is bleeding, cover your wounds!" The female voice looked very nervous.

Woohoo! Then there was a sound of collapse in the house, and the night was a mess.

"Bad boy, look at the good things you've done, get out! I'll resist it first. A familiar voice came to my ears.

Jia Bang Terrier's face was full of horror, and he turned his head quickly like a savior, and when he saw the person in front of him, he couldn't help but shout, "Silly uncle, help me, just now..."

This person is He Yuzhu, known as the chef of the canteen of the "stupid pillar" rolling mill, I don't know when he touched it, and it was faintly visible in the dim light, wrapped in a big cotton jacket, his hair was messy, and his expression was solemn.

"Let's go! I'll clean you up when I go back, here is Uncle Zhu and I'll resist it. He kept his voice low and waved away.

Silly Zhu also has another identity: the god of war of the Red Star Rolling Mill, who pushed a young man away with a wave of one hand, because he drank two more glasses tonight, and going to the toilet happened to be this scene.

The operation just now also woke up the sleeping residents of the entire compound, and suddenly the lights of every house were lit up, although the wind and snow were still heavy, and they poked their heads out one by one, and they couldn't resist the mood of watching the excitement.

Everyone was dressed in thick cotton jackets, and soon surrounded the source of the sound, and the lights illuminated the surroundings in a flash, just as the truth began to become clear.

Xu Damao in the house walked out with Qin Huairu's support, and was completely stunned when he saw that the outside of the house was full of people.

"Impossible, I obviously wandered around the compound and found that they were all asleep, so I came to you."

"I'm ashamed to die, it's all your fault, can't you endure it for two days, what should I do now?"

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