Master of the city

"The result has come out. Do you have anything else to say?"

The third uncle looked at the two small blackboards beside him and asked the people present with a heavy tone.

On the small blackboard on the left, there is a word "person" written, and there are twenty or thirty words "Zheng" painted below. On the right side of the small blackboard, there is a word "zu". Under it, there are fifty or sixty "Zheng".

This time, the third uncle didn't do the same thing as the old man who decided everything. It was a secret vote of the whole family. Those who agree to destroy the statue to save people will put it to the word "human". Those who don't agree to destroy the statue to save people will vote for the word "zu".

The result of the vote was clear, with the dissenting side having the upper hand. Of course, it's not surprising. After all, there are still a few families with daughters in their families, especially before young people have children, they have to use that kind of super check.

Don't ask me what "that super" is. One of the 26 letters is illegal. Just understand the spirit.

Families that still have ancestral halls usually respect tradition. In their view, ancestors are undoubtedly very important. Even more important than the girls of the same family. Of course, this is not to say that those who have invested in their ancestors regard human life like weeds. They just had to choose a more acceptable option.

But in those families with girls, the men are gloomy and sad. Just now, the second uncle has tried his best to fight for them, but the result of the vote is still like this. What is the cruelest thing in the world? It's just to give a person who is almost desperate a little hope of the dawn, and when he is about to seize this ray of dawn, he cruelly let this ray of dawn annihilate in front of him.

Several big men could not help the pain of losing their beloved daughter in their hearts and cried on the spot.

No one to comfort, even those who voted "zu" vote, are dodging these men, even the eyes do not dare to glance past. They know, for those girls, they're the killers. It's not a passer-by who has nothing to do with them. Every girl is their blood.

"The result has come out, since everyone..."

The third uncle's words had just been half said, and suddenly a sound of string music came to mind in the night sky.

The music seems to have magic in general, so that we can't help but turn our attention in the past.

Pipa, many people have recognized that it is the sound of pipa. This tune seems to be called "Pipa lament". The tune is sad and sad, which makes people sad.

But it's hard to imagine how the sound of a Pipa can be transmitted so far but so clearly in the night sky.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

A burst of crying, different from the wailing of the men in the ancestral hall, is a kind of whimper full of pain and helplessness. Maybe even the owners of the crying don't know why they cry at this time. They just feel that the most miserable and helpless emotion in their hearts is completely stirred up by the plaintive music.

It's like it's contagious. At the beginning, there was only a low cry in one direction. Then, cries began to come from all sides. It's all women's crying, some of them sound like young girls, some of them sound like their mothers, grandmothers, grandmothers

The people in the ancestral hall felt as if they were crushed by something. That kind of depression even makes them breathless.

Of course they knew who was crying.

That's their daughter, niece, niece. That's their wife, sister, sister-in-law, even their mother

The sound of weeping is like a wave sweeping towards the people in the ancestral hall. The choking feeling brought by guilt made his nose sour, and his eyes began to wet uncontrollably. The fresh faces of the girls began to appear in front of their eyes, and the sweet sounds of "Uncle", "Uncle", "grandfather" and "brother" echoed in their ears like hallucinations.

Taozhu village is very rich, but it does not mean that every family is rich. Fan Tugen is an old bachelor who has achieved nothing. His life depends on the relief of the village. As a male, he is also qualified to participate in the national assembly, just for the sake of relief. He will not disobey the meaning of the patriarch.

Originally, after voting, he just squatted quietly in a corner waiting for the end of the clan, but now he stood up from the ground when people could not help but wipe their tears.

Fan Tugen's poverty comes from his decadence. After the tragic death of his favorite girl, fan Tugen lost the meaning of life just like a puppet. But this time, fan Tugen felt that he had gone with the tide and cast a wrong vote. Once upon a time, in the dead of night, did the girl he loved cry as helplessly as those who have just been sentenced to death?

With shaking steps, fan Tugen went to the two small blackboards, wiped out the bottom horizontal of the orthographic character at the bottom of the "zu" character board with his wrinkled hands, then picked up the chalk and drew a horizontal line on the "Ren" character board.After all this, fan Tugen didn't talk to anyone. He turned around and staggered to the gate of the ancestral hall. He was very clear that the patriarch and most of the people were against the destruction of the ancestral statue. If this stroke goes on, it may break his relief from Zhuangzi. But The face that suddenly appeared in front of him made him do it. Why not starve to death? Anyway, it's the same in my life. I'll do the last thing for her.

Even if the girls in the village can't be saved, at least fan Tugen feels that he has a good conscience and is worthy of the woman who died on her 25th birthday

"Fan Tugen! Do you regard the clan meeting as a child's play? "

Fan Laoliu, sitting in the position of clan leader, roared out. Fan Tugen's vote could not change anything at all, but this kind of behavior really made him feel very eye-catching.

However, fan Laoliu's roar did not fall, and another man with a bent body came out of the crowd. His name is Shi He, the burying man in the village.

Following fan Tugen's example, Shi Shi erased a vertical line on the "zu" character board, and then added a stroke to fan Tugen's horizontal line.

"In the flower carving forest, I buried 52 girls myself. I don't want to bury any more. I don't want to bury any more... "

After Shi He, he was the owner of the Shouyi shop, the man of the coffin shop, and several barbers who helped carry the coffin on weekdays. These are the people who are closest to death on weekdays. For the dead, they should be used to it. Even for them, the dead represent a sum of money. But I don't know why, listening to the whimper from all directions, they felt their heart was pulled.

One by one, one by one, the orthographic characters on the "zu" character board were erased, and the orthographic characters on the "Ren" character board were written. The elders of the three uncles and fan Laoliu looked at the scene speechlessly. They know their best choice now is to shut up. It doesn't work, even the third uncle himself is a little afraid to look up by the torture like eyes of the second brother.

When the dust settles, only a few "Zheng" characters are left on the "zu" character board, but the "Ren" character board has been filled.

"The result has come out. Do you have anything else to say?"

The same sentence, but this time it was not the third uncle, but the second uncle.

The third uncle sighed, shook his head and stopped talking.

After all, the clan association is not a state organ of violence. There is no absolute compulsion. Even if most people want to save people first, it is futile for them to say anything.

After playing the last note, Shi Yixuan breathed out a long breath. She didn't know what happened to her lute today. Zhang Fan just pressed her finger on it. Her lute was like a super speaker. The penetrating power of the sound was beyond her imagination.

"The clothes are wet."

Zhang Fan takes out a paper towel from the table and wipes the tears on the pretty face for the girl. The continuous sobbing just now makes Shi Yixuan hard to bear. She is already full of tears.

Shi Yixuan sighed softly and poked her fingers on the string. She wanted to play a happy note to ease her mood. However, this time, her fingers and Pipa betrayed her, and the note that came out of hand was still a little sad.

"Maybe it's wet this time, so that it won't be wet in the future?"

The natural beauty of her, even if she doesn't apply pink, is still very moving, especially at this time that sad appearance is really people can't help but want to love.

Zhang Fan holding Shi Yixuan's cheek, a little crazy. The light red lips and the more and more intense red halo on his face made him involuntarily close to his face,

soft and tender, was her lips the taste? What about her lilac tongue?

Almost instinctively, Zhang Fan poked his tongue into the girl's mouth, while Shi Yixuan didn't resist and let the man do it.

There was no feeling of being violated, only happiness in her heart.

"Take me."

Shi Yixuan murmurs in her heart. This is the first time that Zhang Fan invades her. She feels that her whole person will be melted by the fire in her heart.

Just once, even if only once, let me be your woman completely.