Text: Green Plum Cooking Wine
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Zhang Boyang is my junior high school classmate. When he was six years old, his father unfortunately had a rollover accident when he was using a carriage to transport fertilizer to the fields for the production team. He fell to the ground. He fell into a three-meter-deep highway ditch. Although he was rushed to hospital in time to save his life, he will have to live with crutches for the rest of his life. Because his father lost his ability to work, his family's financial situation was very difficult.
When we were studying, he wore the shabbiest clothes in the class, with patches piled on top of each other, and his shoes always had his toes exposed. There is a saying that "people who are poor have short ambitions", but in real life, more often than not, people who are poor have short ambitions. Just like what is said online now, "poverty limits our imagination."
In the class, Zhang Boyang always sits in the most remote corner and rarely communicates with his classmates. His academic performance is also firmly at the bottom of the class. He barely made it to the second grade of junior high school. When he paid the tuition for the next semester, he told his teacher that he was going to drop out of school. Firstly, his family was really in trouble, and secondly, he also hated the school environment.
Just like that, Zhang Boyang disappeared silently into our class, just like a shell left on the beach at low tide, without any impact on the sea.
It was already twelve years later that I heard about Zhang Boyang again. That day I went to the town for the market, and happened to catch up with the county court holding a public trial at the market. I didn’t expect that Zhang Boyang was there, and he turned out to be a murderer. !
I was shocked. I should not say anything. I can accept any student in our class becoming a "murderer". Only Zhang Boyang, who always walks with his head down and a humble smile on his face, how could he do that? How did he get the courage to become a "murderer"? But the man tied up on the public hearing stage was clearly him. I had no intention of watching anymore and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd.
Later, when I was working, I met a colleague from the same village as Zhang Boyang. I asked him carefully about Zhang Boyang's experience. The man sighed and said: "Boyang is really an honest kid. It's a pity that he meets unkind people. Finally, he came to a dead end. "
It turned out that after Boyang dropped out of school, he worked in a factory in a nearby village. He came from a difficult family and knew the importance of money, so he was the hardest working one. Every month His salary is the highest among those in the same position.
At that time, many workers liked to have dinner together in restaurants after get off work, but he never participated because he had to work overtime. At that time, the raw materials for the factory's production for the next day could only arrive at eight o'clock in the evening, and loading and unloading was done at that time. The workers have already got off work. At this time, Boyang, who has been tired for a day, will play the role of a loader. He only earns ten yuan from unloading a truck of goods, but he still enjoys it.
Westerners say "Rome was not built in a day." This is true for a city and also for a family. Although Boyangxia tried his best to make money and save as much as possible, his family's economic conditions have not fundamentally improved, and he is still the poorest among the workers.
Because of poverty, his marriage has been delayed. Many of his co-workers already have children, but he is still alone.
Until he was twenty-seven years old, his aunt proposed a marriage to him. Before meeting the woman, the aunt said to his mother: "Sister-in-law, you have to think carefully about this marriage. Boyang is a bachelor and I was worried from the bottom of my heart, so I proposed this marriage to him, but the woman's temper is really bad." It was difficult to control her. Her ex-husband committed suicide by taking poison because he couldn't stand her temper. Will Boyang be able to stand her in the future?"
Boyang's mother pondered. After a while, he said: "Sister, there is nothing we can do. We can't find a suitable girl with this condition. As long as she comes in and gives birth to a boy and a half girl for the Zhang family, we will follow her for the rest. There should be no problem, right?" ! "
In this way, Boyang and the bad-tempered girl met several times, and since they were both older men and women, they quickly got married.
But after the violent girl entered Boyang's house, she not only stopped washing and cooking, and did not participate in the labor in the fields, she also demanded that all of Boyang's wages be handed over, and she became the queen of the family.
Once, she found that five yuan was missing from Boyang's pocket. Boyang still couldn't tell where the money was spent. She almost had a quarrel at home because of the five yuan. She pointed at Boyang's nose and said: "We have only been married for a few days, and you already want to raise a mistress?"
Helpless Boyang complained to his mother, and even said that he wanted a divorce. His mother said: "In order to marry her, we paid a lot of betrothal gifts. Now that we are divorced, we will She has lost both her life and wealth, so bear with it. Maybe her temper will be better after she has a child. "
In the following days, Boyang lived a life of "big quarrels and minor quarrels every day". Sometimes, The reasons why his wife and he quarreled were somewhat bizarre, and a casual remark could ignite a war. Gradually, Boyang became afraid of her and regarded her words as an edict in order to find a moment of peace.
In the autumn of the year when Boyang’s accident happened, his wife asked him to sell a few bags of peanuts at the market. There were many people in the market that day. After selling the peanuts, he carried the 300 yuan he sold around the market. Unexpectedly, in just such a short time, the money in his pocket was stolen by a thief.
The moment he found out that the money had been stolen, the first thing he thought of was the inevitable storm that happened to his wife. He had to avoid this happening at all costs. He sat in the market in confusion until three o'clock in the afternoon. The market was already When there was no one there, he returned home.
As soon as he entered the house, his wife reached out to him and said, "Where is the money?"
"I met an acquaintance at the market. He was in urgent need of money, so I lent him the money temporarily." He lied to his wife. Fortunately, his wife didn't lose her temper this time. She just looked at him and sneered and said, "You are very courageous. You dare to borrow money without my consent. Get it back from me tomorrow!" He nodded hurriedly.
Throughout the afternoon, he was worried about where to get three hundred yuan. In fact, as long as he opens his mouth to his co-workers, anyone can lend him three hundred to help him tide over the difficulties. But at this moment, his mind has gone to the end. What he is thinking about is that others have stolen mine, why can't I steal other people's? !
At night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He was wondering where to get the three hundred yuan. At midnight, while his wife was sleeping, he secretly left the house and walked aimlessly on the street.
Suddenly, he found that the door of Dashan's house in the west of the village was ajar. He was very familiar with Dashan. Before getting married, he would often visit Dashan's house. Dashan was also a bachelor, but he was older than him, already fifty years old.
Dashan likes to drink, and will get drunk whenever he drinks. Once he sent the drunk Dashan home and found Dashan’s money under the kang mat. He kindly reminded him that the money should be kept in a secret place. Dashan said, that is what rich people do. I only have two thousand yuan at most, so why hide it?
Looking at Dashan’s ajar door, he suddenly thought of what Dashan had said. This guy must be drinking again. This is a God-given opportunity. I will take some money from him first, and then secretly return it to him when I have money.
With this idea in mind, he tiptoed into Dashan's home. Dashan was lying on the kang sleeping soundly. After Boyang entered, he took out a few hundred-yuan bills from the ground of the kang mat with ease.
Just when he was done, whether because of excitement or nervousness, he didn't pay attention to his steps and accidentally kicked down the wine bottles on the ground. Like dominoes, dozens of wine bottles fell down on the ground, making a sound. Loud noise.
This suddenly woke up the mountain."Who?" He shouted and then became afraid. Under the bright moonlight, he saw Boyang's face clearly and shouted: "Zhang Boyang, you are a thief. You came to my house to steal things. See if I don't go to the village." Sue you!"
Dashan's shouts made Boyang shudder, and he also said that he would go to the brigade headquarters to expose him. In that era, people's reputation was sometimes more important than life. He thought that if Dashan exposed him, everyone in the village would know that he was a thief, and then he would never be able to hold his head high in the village.
Thinking of this, he simply did not stop, suddenly picked up the bench on the ground and smashed it on Dashan's head, once, twice, until Dashan was breathless.
Because of three hundred yuan, Boyang was captured by the police and executed the death penalty a year later. A few days ago, at a junior high school class reunion, when talking about those classmates who died young, people were still sighing when Zhang Boyang was mentioned!
