The next day, the yard was filled with dog feces, garbage, rotten vegetable leaves, and eggs.

It's everywhere, on the doors and windows he worked so hard to replace with new ones, on the khaki walls, and on the low courtyard wall.

There were also some in the vegetable field. There were several children who were ordered by adults to run into the vegetable field one after another. They started to step on them with their feet. When they felt that it was not enough, they picked up the sprouts that had just emerged with their hands under the shouts of adults.

Pulled it out cleanly.

This is the world of adults, and children are playing in their own world, with such joy on their faces.

That was his hope. Before the wasteland was reclaimed, his only hope was to use those vegetables to improve the nutrition of the white pigeons. Now they are all gone.

Anyway, everything is messy, just like when we first came here, everything is back to the way it was before.

It is understandable that the villagers think that Jianmin is a good boy. After seeing him for so many years, Zhang Guoquan is also grateful.

The old man is still suffering when he is alive. Instead of living like this without human beings or ghosts, it is better to give him a ride. This is considered a relief for the old man, and Yang Jianmin's twenty years of suffering life is also considered a relief.

Those were twenty years, the best time for a man, because he couldn't get a wife, and no one dared to follow him and live a life of taking care of the sick elderly.

There are several more twenty years in life, and they are still the best twenty years, but he has taken care of her for twenty years and devoted herself to him for twenty years. To reach this point as a child can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous one.

You can't just say that he was unfilial and nail him to the pillar of shame because of this incident, so the villagers were angry and unwilling to give up.

They put all their anger on Zhang Guoshen. He was the one who reported it, and the villagers saw it, but they didn't tell it for the sake of Jianmin. Why did he, a man with a foreign surname, barge in on the door and say it?

Why?

The villagers vented all their anger on Zhang Guo.

Just throwing in a few rotten vegetable leaves will naturally make them feel angry.

Abuse was everywhere, and a woman shouted at the top of her lungs: "Why do you, a foreigner, come in and interfere? Jianmin is such a good boy. Has he done anything wrong? Even a person can't stand it after so many years."

Bar."

If there is one person who starts to curse, there are countless others who will.

"Are you still a human being? I see, you are also getting retribution. If it were you who took care of the paralytic, I would like to see how many years you can take care of him. If you can take care of him for twenty years, I also admire you."

"Has he taken care of you for twenty years? You think too highly of him. Just a few days after he came here, he started clamoring to separate the family. I think he has his own territory. If he doesn't make it through this year, he should kick his mother-in-law out."

"Compared with Jianmin, no matter how high he stacks the pile, he can't compare."

Zhang Guoquan, who was in the room, clenched his fists and was stunned to be held tightly by Bai Ge.

"Guoquan, I beg you, don't go out. Once they finish scolding you, everything will be fine."

Bai Ge was worried that people outside were in an angry mood. Zhang Guoquan might have bumped into them when he went out at this time. When there were more people, there would be chaos and bad things would happen.

Zhang Guoquan's eyes were red. He had not had a good night's sleep in the past few days. He lived in a state of deep self-blame.

"Bai Ge, it's okay. I won't argue with everyone. I understand their behavior. I just went out to meet everyone. I'll be fine."

Zhang Guoquan opened the door anyway, and as soon as he stepped out, a few vegetable leaves and an egg hit him in the face accurately. They were thrown by a child. He laughed and said it was a hit. Look at how good I am.

"This kind of person should go to hell. There is no point in living."

"Hey, who are you trying to scare with your blood-red eyes? Why, you want to fight."

"This is Yangjiazhuang. I won't beat you to death."

The villagers were very angry. Zhang Guoquan smiled helplessly. It seemed that there was no way to communicate with them properly.

Zhang Guoquan decided not to pay attention, picked up the broom and swept away the dirty things in the yard, and then picked up the shovel to dig up the soil again in the vegetable patch.

He thought that if the soil in the vegetable field was turned, this matter would also be turned over.

The villagers looked at their insults as if they were drowning in a sea of ​​mud. They could not get any response. They murmured for a while and then dispersed.

Zhang Guoquan didn't look at it, he just lowered his head and worked, digging and loosening the soil over and over again.

I worked all day without taking a second's break or taking a sip of water. I kept waving my head and waving my head again and again. Blood blisters appeared on my hands, which soon rotted away and were stained with blood.

The white pigeon called him all day long, asking him to stop and take a rest, but he didn't seem to hear it and just buried his head in his work.

Baige knew that he was "punishing" himself.

But he was not wrong, the white pigeon cried.

At night, Bai Ge got out of the wheelchair, moved her body and crawled to Zhang Guoquan's feet, begging him to stop.

Zhang Guoquan stopped and said nothing. He carried the white pigeon into the house and put it on the bed.

Standing beside the bed with a generous body, he was a little confused: "Bai Ge, am I wrong?"

The white pigeon on the bed shook his head violently and said in a sharp voice: "Guoquan, don't be stressed. No one is right or wrong in this matter. It's just a matter of different perspectives. From the old man's perspective, maybe he wants to die more. Jian

Brother Min just violated human ethics and helped him."

"From the perspective of legal rules, Brother Jianmin did something wrong..."

Bai Ge comforted him like this, trying to make him feel better. He had been tortured by his own heart these days.

Her words had no effect. Zhang Guoquan squatted on the ground, hugged his head, and said in a dull voice: "But...whose perspective should I stand in? I'm in so much pain, Baige, I feel so uncomfortable."

This was the first time he felt so painful about the choice he had made, and huge sadness enveloped his solid back.

A man came to Yangjiazhuang to be his son-in-law with a courtesy on his back. He didn't feel the pain of loneliness and shame. His father-in-law severely trampled his self-esteem and didn't treat him as a human being, so he didn't feel the pain.

But why did he feel so painful when he did something "right"? His heart felt like it was being grabbed by someone, and it was being held tightly in his hand.

The suffocating feeling made him unable to breathe.

When Bai Ge saw his slightly trembling back, she felt better.

He comforted with a choked voice: "You don't have to care about anyone's perspective. You just have to be yourself and have a clear conscience."

"The old man won't blame Brother Jianmin..."

"Guoquan, believe me, you are not wrong, and no one is wrong. What is wrong is just a miserable life."

"Don't feel bad..." Bai Ge couldn't help crying.

She held Guoquan in her arms. She didn't know what to say to comfort Guoquan, she just patted him gently.

That night, Zhang Guoquan curled up next to Bai Ge like a child. This was the first time that he and Bai Ge slept in the same bed.

Zhang Guoquan was lying under her arms, breathing evenly, as quietly as a cat.

Bai Ge was only left feeling heartbroken.

There was also a strange feeling spreading in her heart, growing quietly in the middle of the night. She felt that she could also protect the country.

In the morning, everything was as usual.

The endless empty land, the rows of earthen houses, the rising smoke, the early birds looking for food, the whitebait jumping out of the river, and the reeds were blown by the breeze, making the whole summer gentle.

Zhang Guoquan got up early. He wanted to see Yang Lei before he went out.

There were villagers who saw him along the way. Those villagers just lowered their heads to eat, then spat, and no one paid attention to him. Unlike before, they would say hello to him.

When he arrived at Yang Lei's house, Zhang Guoquan was standing there waiting for him before Yang Lei came out.

After waiting for a while, Yang Lei finally pushed his bicycle out.

"Brother Guoquan, do you have anything to do with me when you come so early?"

Zhang Guoquan breathed out a clear breath: "Zhishu Yang, I want to see Brother Jianmin."

He thought about it all night, no matter what, he would take the initiative to face it.

"Oh, this is about it." Yang Lei pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I happen to want to take a look too, let's go together."

Before the actual trial of Yang Jianmin came, Yang Lei took him to a detention center more than ten kilometers away from the city.

It turns out that Yang Jianmin committed a murder case like this. Although it has not been determined by the court, it is not something that can be seen easily.

Yang Lei asked someone to see him.

Sitting opposite was Yang Jianmin, and Zhang Guoquan didn't recognize him for a moment.

He was so haggard, as if he had aged a lot overnight. In addition to his gray hair, wrinkles appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!