Chapter 202 Case closed! Causes and consequences!
"Preface"
This is the end of the last century, the folk customs are strong and the quality level is low.
As a silent girl walked out of the cornfield and out of the so-called "green gauze tent", things gradually began to unfold.
The girl's name was Tang Jia, and her lower body was covered with bright red blood that had dried up.
When she walked out of the green gauze tent, she saw a boy with a bruised face. He was slumped on the ground. The two looked at each other and then silently looked away.
Life is always so strange, one thing will cause a chain reaction of another thing.
The echo of fate is like being thrown into water at this moment, making ripples in circles.
Time: February 12, 1991.
Summer
Preface: [‘New Year’s Eve Dinner’]
Tang Yu had eaten New Year's Eve dinner, and calculated carefully, it was probably the second meal this year.
His mother's name is Tang Jia, and his father is an alcoholic.
Of course, rather than being a father, judging from the age range, he is more like a grandfather.
He is probably 35 years older than his mother?
Probably, maybe more.
And now, it is the fourth New Year's Eve dinner that he will have in the near future.
At this time, Tang Yu was in a market.
"Hey, take a look, is that the daughter of the old Tang family?"
"Which daughter?"
"The one who married Lao Sun, tsk tsk tsk, do you think there is a problem with a teenage girl marrying a bachelor in his fifties?"
"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else. I saw the midwife coming out of Old Tang's house two years ago."
"The timing must be wrong. How can anyone have a baby right after getting married? This little girl must have stolen someone's movie!"
"I'm just telling you, don't tell anyone else."
There is little entertainment in the countryside.
Most of them are just small talk after meals, talking about this or that.
Therefore, Tangjia became the best pastime.
Tang Jia, who had a rough face, was expressionless when she heard the voice. She was carrying the child on her back, her body was stooped, and she covered her face with a scarf.
In front of her was her father.
In other words, he is not a father, but an old bachelor who is not good-looking, otherwise he would not be a bachelor. He is old enough to be her father.
"A bottle of soy sauce, two pounds of pork."
Hearing the voice next to his ear, Lao Sun said nothing, ignored the teasing and teasing eyes of the stall owner, and turned around silently while holding his things.
Tang Jia didn't say anything, covered her face, and followed behind with the child on her back.
Two lines of footprints appeared silently in the white snowflakes.
Two disjoint footprints are intertwined because of something, but they cannot last long.
Went home.
The moment the door closes.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound sounded, and the next second, Tang Jia's cheeks swelled visibly.
She collapsed to the ground, holding Tang Yu in her arms.
"Bitch!"
"You bitch, you bitch, I knew you had no good intentions!"
Lao Sun's face was extremely ferocious, and he kept punching and kicking the body on the ground.
"If you didn't become popular on your wedding day, I knew there must be something wrong with you, and your whole family is not at ease!"
Tang Jia said nothing.
She still covered her face with a scarf and fell to the ground, her body curled up and her face expressionless.
Does it hurt?
pain.
But get used to it.
Tang Yu, who was only one year old, was currently in his mother's arms, looking at his mother with his ignorant eyes.
He didn't know what his mother was thinking, and her expression couldn't convey any emotion in her heart.
Like dead.
Tang Yu only knew.
Start today.
He never saw his father again.
February 14th.
Spring Festival evening.
Tang Jia silently cooked a bowl of dumplings and sat at the table to eat them.
When it got dark, she put on her hat and covered her face with a scarf, and walked on the deserted road.
"Bang."
She knocked on a door. After a long time, a light appeared on the door, and then the door was pushed open.
A middle-aged man's face appeared in his eyes.
This was the Tang Dynasty. He saw the dark figure standing at the door and was silent for a long moment.
Finally, he took a drag on his cigarette and stepped aside.
Neither of them said anything, but they seemed to have said something.
Since then.
Tang Jia returned to this old house.
1992, February 4.
Tang Guo moved.
On the Spring Festival day, he moved to a deserted farmland and built a simple shed there.
The shed at this time was quite big, with three sheds, one for Tang Jia and Tang Hong, and one for the old couple.
night.
During New Year’s Eve dinner.
The family ate in silence, and the noisy fireworks outside the window seemed to have nothing to do with them.
Tang Guo had injuries on his face. He always had fights with some women when he was outside. This was a common occurrence.
Only Tang Hong.
Tang Hong is very beautiful and wears a small skirt. Although it is very cheap, she still looks very beautiful.
She is a little girl.
It’s normal for little girls to love beauty.
At this time, during the silent New Year's Eve dinner, young Tang Hong was lying in front of the window, her clear eyes reflecting the gorgeous fireworks.
1993.
Something happened this year.
Tang Yu still remembers that it was in summer.
In summer, it is so hot. People in the city will take advantage of the noisy atmosphere to find a shade and hold a temple fair or some other festivals.
In the countryside, they will take advantage of this time to harvest wheat.
Tang Yu remembers that it was in a wheat field.
"Your mother and I went to the city to buy some saplings, and you harvested the wheat at home."
Tang Guo took a puff of dry cigarette, and with a face that looked like he was sixty years old, he slowly rode out on a No. 3 car.
Tang Jia nodded silently, while Tang Hong pouted at the side.
In fact, their age difference is not too big.
He was only three or four years old, but from the outside, he seemed to be twenty years behind.
When harvesting wheat in the afternoon.
Tang Hong ran away quietly.
There was a temple fair in the city, and the lively atmosphere had an unparalleled appeal to her at a young age.
She had a great time at the temple fair.
But when the temple fair ended, she felt uneasy again, and she felt weak all the way.
When she stepped onto the muddy path and saw the rain on the ground, Tang Hong was immediately terrified.
It's raining.
These three words are very lethal to wheat farmers.
When she returned home, she found that her father had returned.
He had another scar on his face. He was sitting silently at the table. When he heard the door opening, he looked up.
"Have you harvested any wheat this afternoon?"
His father just said a word, but it made Tang Hong feel guilty.
In a daze, she said with a trembling voice: "I'll take it."
There was silence in the room for a while.
Suddenly.
"Crack!"
Tang Guo suddenly picked up the broom and whipped Tang Jia on it.
The sudden change was unexpected by everyone.
Tang Hong was stunned.
While he was stunned, Tang Guo hit him more than ten times. Tang Jia's face, body, and even his calloused and rough hands were all covered in bruises.
Tang Hong was so frightened by this sudden turn of events that she cried and quickly lay on her father's body. "I confiscated it, I confiscated it, I'm sorry, I confiscated it!"
The mother was provoking a fight, while Tang Hong was pleading.
But Tang Guo's hand still didn't hold it, and Tang Jia remained silent, saying nothing and letting the stick attack him.
After a moment, Tang Guo's eyes turned red and he threw away the broom in his hand.
Suddenly, he slapped himself in the face again.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound was heard endlessly, and Tang Guo slapped his face hard once, and then again.
He slapped loudly, as if he was hitting someone else.
It wasn't until a long time that he stopped.
The whole family was crying.
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Young Tang Yu, mother, Tang Hong, only Tang Jia and Tang Guo did not cry, but remained silent.
Tang Yu didn't know why he beat his mother.
He thought it should be wheat, maybe it was wheat. It was better because of wheat.
Tang Guo went to the market the next day. He bought a dress in the size that his eldest daughter would wear. He also bought some meat, which he could not eat on weekdays.
Dong Guk's father was always like this.
They always have an awkward dignity and will never apologize in the cheapest way, but in some awkward way.
He felt that maybe in this way, the other party could forgive him a little.
When Tang Guo was carrying a fan of pork.
When Tang Guo came home with a dress.
He found out.
There was a group of policemen standing at the door.
Tang Guo stepped forward. The village chief looked at him, his lips twitched for a moment and said:
"Your daughter is dead."
Tang Guo froze on the spot.
"Crack!"
The pork in his hand fell to the ground.
1994, February 8.
This is the fourth New Year's Eve dinner that Tang Yu is about to eat.
Since last year, he has not seen his mother, replaced by Tang Hong, who always looks at him and sheds tears.
Tang Hong was no longer wearing a skirt, and her white and tender hands were now covered with calluses.
Wearing rubber shoes and durable jeans, she was sitting at the table, eating in silence.
Tang Guo became mute.
No one in the world heard him say a word anymore, and he became a mute who couldn't speak.
It seems different.
Probably because.
On the 9th, before New Year’s Eve.
When Tang Guo opened the door with the required fillings, he saw his first wife.
The other party hung on the beam.
This was the scene when Tang Guo opened the door. He was holding his wife's body and collapsed on the ground. He kept pinching the other person, his face was at a loss, his eyes were full of confusion and confusion, and he kept holding his wife's body. corpse.
This is the most special New Year's Eve dinner.
In other words, this is a feast.
The funeral was very simple. No villagers were invited to dinner, only a few relatives were invited.
Relatives did not dare to speak, and the funeral was peaceful.
After that comes the fifth, sixth and seventh New Year’s Eve dinner.
Tang Hong is very good to Tang Yu.
There were delicious things, fun things, beautiful things, anything she could get, and they were all given to Tang Yu.
She was almost the same person as before.
I no longer go to temple fairs, and I no longer dress up beautifully.
Working in the farmland all day long.
She likes to work.
One day's work will be more than other people's several days. Even if you work until you are exhausted, you will continue to work after taking a short rest.
She kept cutting the wheat that was not cut that year.
She has been harvesting two acres of wheat for nearly ten years and has yet to finish it.
The originally slim girl gradually became bloated in the farmland.
Delicate skin becomes rough.
Beautiful appearance gradually becomes ordinary.
She became an ordinary and ordinary rural woman.
The only extraordinary thing is that he never got married.
I thought life would go on like this.
until.
"Your child is autistic."
"Did you receive any stimulation during your childhood?"
In the building full of pungent smell, Tang Yu was immersed in his own world.
Next to them were Tang Guo and Tang Hong, who were at a loss what to do, and in front of them was a doctor wearing a white coat and frowning.
"What is autism?"
"Well, it is a psychological disease. It is generally classified as innate. If he has not encountered any exciting things when he was young, he may be born."
After hearing these words, Tang Hong was desperate.
She carried Tang Yu out of the hospital, sat on the roadside, and kept wiping tears.
The two acres of wheat fields in my heart stretch as far as the eye can see.
Tang Guo's face was pale, his head was dizzy, and he squatted on the roadside smoking a dry cigarette.
2003, the beginning of the year.
In Jiangsan City.
Doctors say going out for fun can help treat autism.
So, Tang Hong took Tang Yu out.
Young Tang Yu didn't know what his illness meant.
All he knew was that from that day on, he kept changing the so-called hospitals.
Tang Hong's life became increasingly difficult.
One day.
It's snowing, and the world is completely white.
Tang Yu stood in the snow, falling into his own world and having fun.
Tang Yu suddenly froze. He stood in front of a glass cabinet and looked at a doll on display inside. Surprisingly, he lay down on it and watched silently with his eyes wide open.
Tang Hong quickly went to ask about the price, but the numbers seemed astronomical and made her breathless.
But poor people have their own ways.
She saved some money.
I went to sell blood again, exchanged some items, and sold the items to the canteen. I finally collected enough extra money to buy the doll.
As she heads to the hospital with her doll in hand.
An urn came into view.
Tang Guo didn’t know how many times he had had New Year’s Eve dinner.
But it seems that decades have passed since I had the New Year’s Eve dinner in my previous life.
He remembered the last New Year’s Eve dinner.
Probably when Tang Hong and Tang Jia were seven or eight years old, she hung on his lap and followed him to pay New Year's greetings?
How wonderful it was then.
The two little meatballs were very lively and warm, and everyone loved them when they saw them.
At that time, he was full of energy.
He tended the farmland and went out to work, earning a lot of money to support his two daughters in school.
The food at that time tasted so delicious.
Not like now.
Eating
A little bitter.
"Ka~"
"Gulu~"
2004.
On the evening of January 24th.
Xu Hao stood in the simple shed.
He looked at Tang Guo who drank the pesticide and fell into a long silence.
Fireworks are still blooming outside.
These are the fireworks of some villagers in Shuangyue Village.
Perhaps some of them have long forgotten what happened decades ago.
Yes, it's nothing more than some words that have been said.
If you can't forget it.
How could there be such gorgeous fireworks in the sky?
'New Year's Eve Dinner Case'
【Case closed! 】
(End of chapter)