It seems that there is a girl or woman named Xiaofang in every village. Although the names are the same, the ending is completely different. Some Xiaofang is the white moonlight in others' hearts. Some Xiaofang is the negative textbook in life.
Obviously, there is someone named Xiaofang in our village. When I first met Xiaofang, I was about 10 years old.
That day she was wearing a bright red dress and wearing the fashionable bridal makeup at the time. She married a relative in our family.
She doesn't look outstanding and has a thin figure. Her fashion neither fits the image of rural women nor the aesthetic of urban fashion women.
I have seen her less and less often, but every time I go home, I can hear more or less news about her...
When she was not yet an adult, her parents divorced and she lived with her father. My father is an alcoholic. He either beats or scolds her when he gets drunk, and he is crazy. When I was awake, I made a living by gambling without a fixed job several times. I wanted to find someone who was rich but had no wife to sell her to support myself.
Her husband is a truck driver and most of her time is not at home, and she spends most of her time on the mahjong table. The room was messy, but the clothes you wear when you go out every day are as clean as new.
The woman in the village said: Although she looks like she wears gold and silver on the surface and does not have to worry about food and clothing, she actually has already owed a lot of debts. I also heard from my family that her husband has indeed borrowed a lot of money from outside in the past two years.
The last time I heard from her was that her husband found a "girlfriend" who was younger and more beautiful than her. Like most married women, she knew that her husband was having someone outside and made a big fuss, but the end result was that the two divorced. Not long after, she got married again, but the number of people she changed was worse than that of each. Someone teased her: Her eyes on men are exactly the same as her mother. It goes without saying that the second-married husband is also a gambler. When he has no job and no money, he will thief and sit and gamble when he has money. When he didn't steal anything, he forced Xiaofang to sell the valuable things he had on him to keep his mouth shut. When he was not satisfied, he even abused Xiaofang. Once, he fought hard and was almost beaten to death. When the neighbor went out for a walk, he saw the two of them quarreling loudly at the door. The neighbors used to leaving without persuasion. When the neighbor came back, he saw Xiaofang's head was bleeding and leaning against the door, half-sitting, his head drooping, his hands and legs were covered with footprints. The man was slumped on the sofa and his face was flushed and unconscious. Seeing this, the neighbor shouted: Xiaofang! Xiaofang! What are you doing and holding the person on the sofa with both hands, Xiaofang's mouth twitched but couldn't say a word. Seeing the scattered bowls and chopsticks in the room and overturned tables and chairs, I knew what was going on. I took out my cell phone and called an ambulance to pull the person away...
I said with a lot of doubt: Why didn't that man treat her like this? The neighbor said: I can't escape. She has run away every time the man can find her, but she will still be beaten when she returns! I said angrily: Why didn’t you call the police at that time? Or why don’t you run far away and change the contact information and no one should contact you to start a new life?
I was in deep thought. Maybe she didn't know how to save herself or maybe she knew how to save herself, but she was trapped in the knelt down and begging for peace by the male violence. She slapped herself in tears. She was guaranteed by thousands of words...
