Chapter 188 The case is concluded, ‘Don’t do anything wrong, don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door’
Time: 1989, June 24,
Summer
Preface: [‘The Ghost Knocks on the Door’]
Late, half past eight.
"Bang!"
"You bitch, if you dare to tell me, I will definitely kill you!"
"You'd better pretend you didn't see anything today."
In the summer of 1989, a boy was pushed against a tree.
"Bang!"
His back collided with the trees, and before he could fall to the ground, a hand grabbed his collar.
Then a ferocious and childish face appeared in front of his eyes.
"You still have a grandpa at home, right!?"
"Be careful, you really dare to say that when I come out, I will lead others to kill that old thing together!"
After saying this, the man let go of his hand, and the boy, who had no strength to support him, fell to the ground, leaning against the tree with his back.
"Bah, you coward, look at your coward!"
I stared blankly at the person in front of me who was cursing and leaving, until the other person's figure disappeared.
This is farmland in the countryside. There are trees and crops on both sides of the road, and there is a gravel road at the foot.
My name is Zhang Jiayu, a very delicate name. At this time, I was sitting on the loess ground, leaning against the trees, raising my head blankly, looking at the stars in the sky.
After a while.
There was a rustling sound in the cornfield.
After a moment, a ragged girl appeared. She was silent, lowering her head to straighten her clothes.
This is a cornfield.
This place is also called Qing Sha Zhang.
As for the woman, I don’t know her. I’ve only met her twice in school.
I also know those three men.
They were gangsters from the neighborhood, and several of them were his classmates. They should be the same girls they reported to the gangsters.
The farmland is very quiet at night, with only the sound of crickets, and there are several graves next to it, which looks particularly quiet.
The woman didn't look at Zhang Jiayu, who had a bruised nose and face, and silently walked away.
Only Zhang Jiayu was still sitting paralyzed on the road, staring blankly at the twinkling stars in the sky.
A long while.
I stood up, without anger or sadness, just silently and lonely walking home.
My name is Zhang Jiayu. I have no parents. My mother left and took the college entrance examination and never came back. My father was an alcoholic and died of alcoholic liver disease.
The family owed a lot of money for medical treatment. In order to pay back the money, my grandma rode a three-wheeler outside to pick up garbage until she was hit by a car.
Grandma died on the spot.
Miraculously, Grandpa was fine.
The driver who caused the accident ran away. In the 1980s, people who could afford to drive a car were very difficult to deal with. In addition, there was no surveillance, so a matter of human life would go unsolved.
At this point, I only have two people in my file.
One is grandpa and the other is myself.
[I don’t understand what’s wrong with me to be like this. 】
"What did you do to your face?"
When I came home, my grandfather's skinny, dark-skinned figure was standing at the door holding an oil lamp.
"It fell." I said.
Grandpa was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Be more careful in the future."
The facilities at home are very basic.
Of course, the premise is that this can be considered a home.
There is wind leakage all around and rain leaks from the roof. It is more like a shaky shed than a home. If there is a strong wind, maybe this home will fly into the sky.
However, although life is poor, life has to look upward.
Grandpa said: "When you are successful, Grandpa will be able to enjoy happiness. Then we will move to a big house. We will eat meat every day and drink big white steamed buns every meal."
Whenever grandpa finished saying these words, I would lie on the bed, open my eyes, and look at the bright stars exposed through the gaps in the roof.
In fact, although my grandfather said it many times, I still don’t understand it.
Why haven't I seen my parents since I opened my eyes?
Why do you have to be bullied if you don’t have parents?
Why do others always like to let him get under their crotch?
and
Why, I haven’t seen that girl since that day.
The girl I had met a few times disappeared, and she was nowhere to be seen in the school.
I went to inquire and found that the family members did not make any noise or call the police.
The other party chose to settle the matter because the girl's father felt it was shameful and embarrassing to call the police, so he dismissed the girl from school and asked the other party to stay at home and work.
I didn't understand and was silent for a long time.
Maybe
【Am I at fault? 】
Later, my grandfather’s words rang in my mind.
‘Waiting for you to make a difference’
At that moment, I seemed to understand something.
Maybe it won't be like this if you are promising?
I understand that if I want to be successful, the only way is to study.
However, I didn’t set my goal to be college.
It wasn't a good deal for me. It cost money to go to school, and I couldn't even afford to go to high school.
So, I set my sights on technical secondary schools.
Since I had my goal, my monotonous life has changed a little.
Get up - pick up bottles - eat - go to school - wait for a while at the school gate - go home.
There are gangsters at the school gate.
With no parents and only one grandfather, I became the name of a gangster named Zhang Wei.
So, I had an extra daily routine of being beaten.
Of course, it will still hurt at first.
Later, when I got used to it, I would run into the box and bury my head in the corner.
In this way, the gangsters' attacks will only fall on the back, and they won't feel the pain if they are repeated more times.
Occasionally I would wander and think about the girl's situation.
One time I glanced at each other from a distance.
The other person was working in the fields and had a surprisingly big belly, but she was still working in the fields with a hoe. She was also taciturn. Sometimes she seemed to see herself, but her eyes seemed to see nothing.
Later, I heard that she married an old bachelor, but I don’t know whether it was true or not.
After that, I didn’t see it anymore.
What I saw was a different picture.
That was Grandpa kneeling in front of several gangsters who were forty or fifty years younger than him.
The gangster smiled playfully, and the grandfather was embarrassed and smiled, holding the potatoes he planted in his hands. After the potatoes were thrown away, he took out the money he got from picking up the bottles.
I was a little confused, my mind went blank. I wanted to step forward, but I couldn't move my feet. My legs couldn't move. I wanted to leave, but I couldn't move my eyes.
It wasn't until all the gangsters left and grandpa patted my back that I came back to my senses.
Grandpa didn't say anything, and I didn't say anything either.
The two of us coincidentally did not mention this matter, just as usual.
But since this time, I haven't been beaten for a long time.
It wasn't until later that the other party ran out of money to come.
But by then I was used to it, and
The school admission notice has arrived.
I still remember.
That was the scene where all the neighbors looked at my grandpa with envy on their faces.
It may sound ridiculous to say it.
I was only admitted to a technical secondary school, but I was very good in the area. Even if I chose a major that no one was optimistic about, no one would say anything.
That night, the always stingy neighbor came up with some gifts.
Words that were completely opposite to what I overheard came out of their mouths, as if they wanted to praise me to the sky.
But Grandpa was very happy.
Talk about it.
That night, for the first time, he went to buy some tofu and a pound of Sanbai, which is bulk liquor.
Grandpa smiled and said, I will be successful in the future.
I said, let him enjoy his happiness in the future.
That night was the first glass of wine in my life. After clinking glasses with my grandfather, I drank it all in one gulp.
Until the next day.
Grandpa is dead.
Death not caused by alcohol.
Nor is it a disease.
Rather, when one's life span comes to an end, one dies naturally.
Grandpa seems to be holding his breath all the time.
He could hold on for this breath.
Because of this tone, he could also beg to please a few gangsters.
And as soon as the breath is gone, the soul is also gone.
Maybe
A few years ago, when grandma and grandma had an accident, no miracle happened to grandpa.
He might also have died in that car accident, but it had been delayed until now.
So, grandpa died.
"It's ridiculous to say that."
"Since my father was born, my grandfather has been looking forward to his success. He works hard and works hard. He said that as long as he works hard, he will have money, live a good life, and have hope."
"It's a pity that my grandfather said the same thing until his death."
"But, grandpa also said it."
"People should always look forward."
He said he would enjoy happiness all his life and work hard all his life.
But he did not live a good life until his death.
The previous questions popped up in my mind again.
【Is it my fault? 】
[If, I can be older. If, I can be more promising. If, I can let grandpa eat a few more bites of white flour steamed buns]
I don't know if it's my fault.
Probably so.
so.
I'm going to find a way not to make this mistake again.
So, I went to technical secondary school.
Professional courses in technical secondary schools are difficult.
In the 1980s, most technical secondary school majors were related to science and engineering, such as electronic products.
However, I focused on an extremely niche, newly emerged major.
chef!
That is, the culinary profession.
During the few years in technical secondary school, I made rapid progress.
I worked hard to improve myself.
I am ingratiating, I am smooth, and my mouth is full of false and graceful flattery.
Finally, I was assigned a place as I wished.
That's a factory.
I relied on my tact, already had certificates and academic qualifications, and soon became the sous chef.
And because I am good at cooking, both the leaders in the factory and the leaders of other factories like me.
After that, whether it was receiving people from above, discussing cooperation, or even packing home meals every day, it was all done by me!
Later, I resigned from this seemingly ‘iron rice bowl’.
I had a wide network of contacts. I said that in order to repay the kindness, the bosses would come to my place for dinner for free. I would treat the guests and open a small stove myself, so the restaurant expanded very quickly. This is an unimaginable speed!
In just six years, just a few years after I graduated, around the mid-1990s, my net worth soared to a big boss worth hundreds of thousands!
Even after 1995, my career hit a new high again, with assets exceeding five million!
"I think."
"Perhaps, I have already achieved something."
"I accomplished what my grandfather said."
"But I still don't know"
[Why did grandpa die? 】
[Why do I have no parents? Why do I have to encounter that? 】
[Is it because of the driver? It seems that without a driver, grandma would have died on the rest of the road, perhaps from infection from digging through trash cans, or from starvation. 】
[Or is it the mother who complains about being an educated youth and returning to college after taking the college entrance examination? 】
[There seems to be no reason for all the mistakes, I don’t understand. 】
[Even if I become a being that others admire, I still don’t understand. 】
【In the end, who was wrong? 】
I can't think about this problem.
And in the meantime.
I also gathered up the courage to go back and find the girl I liked when I was a child.
I have a girl I like.
Who is this girl?
How beautiful is he?
I can't explain it, I really can't explain it. If I had to say it, she is like a white cloud, blowing in the breeze, touching my heartstrings.
Her voice is very sweet, melting into my heart like a piece of honey, making me feel nervous and stuttering when she speaks.
Whenever I pass by the other person's house, my instinct is always one step ahead of my consciousness, and I will subconsciously look in the direction of her house.
Maybe
Is this what you like?
What do young people like in general?
Youthful? Still shy? Is it vigorous or steady?
None.
What young people like is inferiority complex.
At that time, I always lowered my head, because when I lowered my head, I wouldn't see other people's strange eyes.
But once you lower your head, you can see the shoes of the others.
The shiny shoes were in sharp contrast to my tattered rubber shoes. At this time, I would always hide my feet under the stool.
So.
In fact, I haven't seen the girl I like many times. I don't dare to raise my head or look.
What you can't get when you are young will always haunt you throughout your life.
Until now.
I mustered up the courage, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked to the other party's door.
“Tuk tuk tuk~”
There was a knock on the door.
A voice seems to be carved in the long river of time, and a certain sound is imprinted in my mind for countless years.
"Who is it?"
I thought for a moment, and just when I was about to say my name, the girl who opened the door looked at me, paused for a moment, and said in surprise:
"Zhang Jiayu?"
I pause.
I don’t know why, as soon as these three words fell, I suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in my heart.
My lips trembled for a long time, and then they turned into two words.
"It's me."
Looking back now.
It was a great time.
My career is developing, and my social network is also expanding. I do what I say, even if I have free wealth, my old boss will cook for me personally when he comes.
at the same time.
I went to find a girl I liked, and the girl also liked me.
We wore a scarf on a snowy day, listened to mp3s together, and built snowmen together.
I discussed the future with her, and I shyly held hands with her, and together with her, we headed towards the beauty that grandpa said.
I no longer look down, I no longer look down at other people’s shoes.
I raised my head and looked at the other person's face, his extremely gentle eyes.
The two shy and ignorant souls gradually collided with each other as their eyes intertwined. The resulting temperature warmed people's hearts and melted the snowflakes.
this time.
Even just to recall it.
It also made me sink into it, like a sip of sweet wine, intoxicating my heart.
Until later
"An accident happened."
"That's when we talk about marriage."
"I built a house at the woman's house, which is the village, as a new house for the wedding."
"Eight-carriage sedan chair, phoenix crown and Xiapei"
"I try my best to make up for who I was ten years ago and fill my empty heart."
"But it's a pity"
same day.
7:30 p.m.
Five figures quietly climbed over the courtyard wall.
"Kneel down, kneel down, or I'll kill her!"
"Hey, let me tell you, this guy doesn't look so good. He and his grandfather even got into my crotch back then. In the end, he is just a coward."
"Give us two dollars to spend."
I stood in the room, looking at the five people in front of me, and a feeling of suffocation gradually squeezed my brain.
This is Wang Wei. He is the same as he was ten years ago. The difference is that instead of following the ruffian, he has become the ruffian, and there is a teenage follower beside him.
At this time, my wife was held hostage by five people. The other person's face was full of tears. He didn't know what happened, and his face was full of confusion and confusion.
As the knife deepened, a trace of blood was gradually revealed.
I slowly knelt down.
"Bang!"
Knee hits the ground.
"Hey, let me tell you, he is a coward!"
"I heard you became a chef?"
"Go and cook two dishes for us. If you don't go, be careful and I will kill her!"
Wang Wei held a knife in his hand and threatened his wife while taking off her clothes.
My eyes turned red instantly, and my fists clenched unconsciously, but I couldn't move my fists anyway when I looked at the blood.
"Okay."
I said yes.
"Don't kill her. I beg you, don't kill her."
I didn't know how to stand up, and I didn't know how to leave the bedroom.
I was in the kitchen, with no pictures in my mind. I was sluggish for a year, and my hand was making movements with the machine.
Opposite the kitchen is the bedroom.
I could clearly hear my wife's wails, despair, and cries for help.
"Click!"
The egg was crushed, my forehead was covered with veins, my eyeballs were bulging, and bloodshot eyes were wrapped around them.
As the wailing reached my ears, questions that I had yet to find answers to appeared in my mind again.
"What's wrong?"
"Where did I go wrong?"
I murmured, following the sounds in the bedroom, repeating mechanically on my hands.
"I am an orphan. My relatives died and I was bullied at a young age. The cost of a book has become a mountain that crushes my future."
"I also want to take the college entrance examination, and I don't want to just be a cook, but my family has no money."
"No, my family had money in the beginning. Why would they lose it after saving it all their lives?"
"I'm successful, I'm married, that's the girl I like."
"Why, why, why."
When I walked into the bedroom carrying a hot meal, I suddenly woke up and there was a knife in my hand.
He looked at his wife in the bedroom with dull eyes, in a daze, like dead flesh.
I tightened my grip on the knife.
"Chi!"
As a blood flower appeared, a figure fell to the ground, looking at me in disbelief, his eyes full of astonishment.
The other four people, including the young Shen Fei, were stunned and dispersed.
"Bang!"
The door was closed, and the four people squeezed the door tightly. They were in disbelief and didn't know what was going on.
A hand appeared under the door, as if trying to escape from inside.
The door banged harder and harder.
The four of them were still fighting against each other.
Until one person set the bedroom on fire.
The fiery snake was like a tentacle wrapped around me, burning me.
I was struggling and stabbed by the man who was trapped in death, but I have long lost these consciousnesses.
I stood in the fire, my eyes staring at the cat eyes, like a devil.
I remember all four of them.
What the four of them look like.
I will always remember it!
Life after life, even in the next life, I will remember them! ! !
Accompanied by flames.
My eyes that were not like human eyes were caught in the firelight.
December 10, 2003.
In the evening, half past ten.
“Tuk tuk tuk!”
There was a knock on the door.
"Who?"
Wang Wei walked to the door and tried to see someone through the peephole, but the peephole was blackened and he couldn't see anything.
He opened the door, but there was nothing outside.
There were knocks on the door for many days.
Wang Wei went from initial anger to confusion, and then from confusion to panic.
He thought the knock on the door was familiar, but he couldn't recall it.
And every time I opened the door, no one appeared outside.
Until
One time, when Wang Wei looked at the blackened cat's eye, he discovered.
The cat eyes are not blackened.
This is an eye.
He leaned against the cat's eye and stared at himself.
“Tuk tuk tuk!”
When Wang Wei opened the door again, he saw a face.
A ferocious, bloody, demon-like face.
Him.
Coming.
(Ghost knocking on the door case)
【(Case closed!)】
(End of chapter)