"So you just let this happen? Do you also think it would be clean if you let her die?" Shen Zilie said coldly.
Yu Lianshan and Shi Chengtai were both startled and quickly shook their heads in denial: "Secretary Shen, we don't have that kind of intention. We just feel that this girl's life is indeed too miserable. She really can't stay in this village. Now that she has come to No matter where, others look at her with strange eyes. She probably feels uncomfortable living, and that’s why she thinks of committing suicide, right?"
While Shen Zilie was talking to Yu Lianshan and Shi Chengtai, Lu Weimin also quietly stared at the girl in front of him.
I changed into a set of dry clothes, probably Hu Shunchang's wife's clothes, which didn't fit well. I wore a white-washed Deliang shirt and a pair of fat denim pants, and just sat on the bed lifelessly.
The middle-aged woman next to her was Hu Shunchang's wife. Seeing the girl's blank expression, she just sighed, but didn't know how to persuade her. After a while, she said: "Shi Mei, why can't you think about it? If today It wasn’t the county cadres who saved you, you said you..."
"I don't need anyone to save me." A lifeless sentence came out of the girl's slightly pale lips, "When I live, I am a burden to others. Anyone who is next to me will bring harm to others. This is My life, they all want me to die, why should they save me?"
Lu Weimin had a sullen face and remained silent. He didn't know how to answer this topic.
The power of rural customs is huge, and no one can easily reverse it. The influence of traditional clans is even stronger in places where the grassroots political power is weak. It can be said that it far exceeds the power of the law. The poorer the place, the worse the situation. It is becoming more and more obvious that poverty and isolation, mistrust and backwardness are intertwined and influence each other, resulting in stories like this happening frequently, and people seem to have become numb to it.
All this is a clear example.
Suddenly the girl's eyes fell on Lu Weimin, and she glared at Lu Weimin with gritted teeth, "Why did you save me? Who asked you to save me? I think death is my business, what does it have to do with you? You do this I just want to prove that you have noble sentiments and noble morals, but have you considered me? Save me, how can you control my life, and control me for the rest of my life?!"
"Enough! No one can control anyone else for the rest of his life, except himself!" Lu Weimin suppressed the resentment that was about to explode in his heart, "You can only walk your own path, and you can only change your own destiny! Your life? Yours What is life? What people say your life is, is what it is? If people tell you to die, then you will die? Then if they ask you to eat shit, will you eat shit?!"
Neither the girl nor the middle-aged fugitive next to her thought that a cadre from the county could actually say such vulgar words, and they were stunned for a moment.
Lu Weimin burst out like a furious lion, walking back and forth in the room.
"You have hands and feet, and you are not a fool. When people slander you and humiliate you, do you believe it? A bunch of short-sighted fools talk nonsense with their mouths open, and you also believe it? I heard that you also read After two years of high school, do you still believe this?" Lu Weimin's face turned slightly red, but his eyes were filled with a look of hatred for steel. "If they have the ability to make such ironclad assertions, how can they still be huddled in the countryside? I haven’t seen any of them become prosperous?”
"Since your parents gave you this life, no one is qualified to decide your own life, except yourself! Since you have the courage to die, don't you have the courage to go out and see the outside world?!..."
"People must rely on themselves,..." This sentence seems to be the mantra of the terrorist "professor" in "A Mighty Man", but Lu Weimin feels it is very reasonable, and at this time he unknowingly started to speak from his mouth.
Came out.
Lu Weimin didn't know how long he had been scolding. He just felt that many of the words he had suppressed in his heart were erupted and poured out through such an opportunity, regardless of whether the other party could understand it, until the girl went from tears streaming down her face to crying loudly.
Then he stopped talking.
"It's not that simple, Secretary Yu, Mayor Shi. I heard that she was often beaten severely by her stepfather at home, and she couldn't bear the beatings. She went to Murakami, but Murakami didn't care. She also went to the township several times, but the township just tried to persuade her.
Be patient, but who can endure such a life? Maybe everyone really wants her to die?" Lu Weimin, who spent a few minutes outside the door to calm down, couldn't bear it anymore and walked in to interject.
Yu Lianshan was quite touched by Lu Weimin. This kind of thing happened at the door of the township government, and it happened after leaving the township government. If the news of the death spread, the county would have some opinions on the township.
, now as long as the person is not dead, it is much simpler.
He glanced at Lu Weimin and said with a wry smile: "Secretary Lu, our village is also in a difficult situation. We have to say hello to the village, but we all know how effective it is, but we can't force the people to agree with our point of view on this kind of thing."
"Yes, our township is only such a big place, and many tasks must be carried out by grassroots cadres. Secretary Shen, Secretary Song, and this girl Shi Mei are indeed not suitable to stay in Shiqiao now. If we can get her
In the district or county, you can even find a job as a job keeper." Shi Chengtai looked at Shen Zilie and Song Chenghua and said as if he was begging.
Perhaps because of what happened at noon, Shen Zilie lost interest. Shen Zilie, who originally planned to visit Mawei District, suddenly lost interest and asked the driver to go directly back to the county.
The buzzing engine of the Jeep, the high temperature under the sun, and the bursts of dust kicked up by the bumpy road made this midsummer afternoon in 1990 look so dull.
"Xiao Lu, do you think that the fact that this kind of thing happened in our Nantan means that our Nantan is really too closed and backward?" Shen Zilie, who had been sitting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, suddenly asked.
"Secretary Shen, I can't say that, but there is a big difference between us in Nantan and Lingnan. How can I put it? When we walk to the towns over there, there are township enterprises and migrant populations everywhere, coupled with the fast-paced lifestyle
The collision and confrontation of ideas and the stimulation of interests give you a subconscious feeling of speeding up the pace. The foreign ideas brought by reform and opening up can quickly eliminate all backward and ignorant things with the power of capital. Well, it is very
There is an inspiring feeling, and of course it may bring some negative things, but I believe that the advantages far outweigh the disadvantages. But here, everyone is following the steps step by step, and walking in a disciplined manner, so of course there will be no problems.
But if you want to make a big breakthrough at work, it is impossible. In this era, it is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Even if you advance slowly, it is also a retreat." Lu Weimin considered his words and said something in the car.
There is a driver, so it’s hard for him to tell you too much.
Shen Zilie stopped talking. He didn't say another word until he returned to the county committee.