Yu Xiangnian's face was flushed from exhaustion, and his whole body was covered in sweat. The sweat kept dripping down his cheeks.
Forty minutes, fifty minutes...
In the end, Yu Xiangnian collapsed on the ground with tears streaming down his face.
Cheng Jingmo understood what this meant.
He walked over, knelt down and took Xiang Nian into his arms, "You did your best."
Yu Xiangnian leaned into Cheng Jingmo's arms and cried loudly, "If only we had arrived a few minutes earlier."
"This death scene is so terrible!"
"It's really unlucky. This house belongs to the village. If you die here, no one will dare to live in it in the future!"
"I see, the village chief has to ask someone to do a ritual, otherwise no one would dare to pass by here."
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The women's comments of disgust reached the ears of Xiang Nian and Cheng Jingmo.
Yu Xiangnian pushed Cheng Jingmo away, stood up and rushed to the women watching the excitement.
"Get out!" There were tears and sweat drops on her face.
Cheng Jingmo followed Yu Xiangnian with his arms slightly spread to ensure that Yu Xiangnian was within his reach.
He could understand Yu Xiangnian's current emotions. He gave her time to vent, but he also wanted to ensure the safety of her and the villagers.
Neither Yu Xiangnian can be impulsive and hurt the villagers, nor can the villagers hurt her.
The women took two steps back and cursed: "What qualifications do you have to tell us to get out? Who are you?"
Yu Xiangnian pointed at them and shouted angrily, "Get out! You have no right to stand here! Without you, Teacher Liu wouldn't be like this..."
She choked up as she spoke!
The women didn't feel they were wrong at all, and started laughing, "What does her death have to do with us?! It's not us who asked her to hang herself!"
Yu Xiangnian was angry and wanted to hit someone, but Cheng Jingmo protected her. She waved her fist, but only hit the air.
"You quarreled with her, and the person who took off her clothes and pants was the one who killed her! Just wait, she is a ghost and wants to take revenge on you!" she said angrily.
The women, who had been indifferent just now, were frightened when they heard such words.
They looked at each other, their faces paled a lot, and they pretended to be confident and said, "We don't believe in any ghosts and gods! It's her own shortcoming, and it's none of our business!"
Yu Xiangnian said: "Okay! Don't be afraid when she comes to find you!"
The women's hair stood up as they recalled Liu Meiying's death.
Everyone found an excuse and left.
Liu Guoping's spirit had collapsed and he kept sitting on the ground, muttering Liu Meiying's name.
Liu Meiying's death spread quickly.
The village leaders, the educated youth who went to the countryside, and the people who were sent here all came in a hurry.
Under the command of the village chief, everyone began to deal with Liu Meiying's funeral affairs.
Liu Meiying left a suicide note.
The suicide note talked about her regret that she was born at the wrong time and that her talents were not repaid, and she also talked about her pain and despair over the years. The day when she was stripped of her clothes was the last straw that broke her back.
The sight made Yu Xiangnian cry again.
It was already late at night when Yu Xiangnian and Cheng Jingmo dragged their exhausted bodies home.
The two of them were lying on the bed, neither of them sleepy. What appeared in front of their eyes was the tragic scene of Liu Meiying's death and Zhang Guoping's devastated appearance.
The two of them were not afraid, they just felt aggrieved, sad and powerless!
Yu Xiangnian understands history and knows that many intellectuals of this era chose to commit suicide because they could not bear all kinds of insults and torture.
But when such an incident happened in front of her eyes, the suppressed grief and deep sense of powerlessness still made her breathless.
"There's still half a year left..." Yu Xiangnian said to himself, "Why don't you persist..."
Cheng Jingmo pulled the person into his arms and held him tightly.
He was no better than Yu Xiangnian at this moment, and a deeper sense of powerlessness than yesterday swept over him again. He hated his own powerlessness and hated those people's ignorance and narrow-mindedness.
He hid all his emotions in his heart and didn't even have the strength to speak.
The two cling to each other, drawing courage and strength from each other.
Yu Xiangnian didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already noon.
When Cheng Jingmo came back from get off work, the two of them had some dinner and went to the village to mourn.
Liu Meiying's coffin has been loaded, and a mourning hall has been set up at the residence where she and Zhang Guoping live.
Zhang Guoping has become much older after not seeing him for a day. His whole figure seems to have been drained of his soul, his eyes are dull and his body is rickety.
And those who were the instigators, just like the people who had nothing to do, helped, gossiped, and laughed happily from time to time.
This is the tragedy of today's society.
A well-educated intellectual died with hatred, and those who indirectly killed her were not punished at all.
Yu Xiangnian looked at the smiling faces as if nothing had happened, feeling filled with hatred.
The law cannot punish them, she wants to punish them!
These people are not punished and the same thing will happen in the future, or even worse!
After all, there are still many educated youth and intellectuals in the village.
She had to give them a warning and a lesson, so that they would be afraid and not dare to do it again.
When he returned home that night, Yu Xiangnian told Cheng Jingmo about this idea.
The two hit it off immediately and began to implement the plan.
Liu Meiying held a funeral the next day. After the funeral, everyone in the village relaxed.
But that night, many people in the village saw Liu Meiying's ghost floating in the village.
Some of the women who took off her clothes that day were so frightened that they fainted on the spot, some were so frightened that they peed their pants, and some knelt on the ground crying and begging for mercy.
Most people in the village were so frightened that they could not sleep all night.
Early the next morning, I went to Liu Meiying's grave with incense, money, paper and fire to kneel down and pray for forgiveness.
An even more terrifying thing happened. Several words written in blood slowly appeared on Liu Meiying's tombstone: Those who harm others will eventually harm themselves.
Everyone was so frightened that they knelt and kowtowed and swore to the tombstone that they would never bully anyone again.
This matter has been discussed by the villagers for a long time. The chemical expert in the village looked at the villagers talking about this matter with noses and eyes, and just smiled sarcastically.
Yu Xiangnian looked at the women's kowtows and made promises, and finally felt more at ease in his heart.
The other half didn't go smoothly, mainly because Zhang Guoping's mental state made them uneasy.
On the way home.
"Cheng Jingmo, if Teacher Zhang continues like this, sooner or later he will have to..." Yu Xiangnian said, "We have to think of a way to cheer him up."
Cheng Jingmo replied: "I made a report to the army yesterday. I requested the army to come forward to negotiate with the village and allow Teacher Zhang to be stationed in the army for a period of time to teach radio knowledge."
"There are many broken radio stations in the army. They are just lying around without anyone knowing how to repair them. Teacher Zhang will definitely be interested. When the time comes, his attention will be diverted to the things he loves. After a while, he will eventually come out. of."
Yu Xiangnian said happily: "Cheng Jingmo, you are thinking more and more thoughtfully now. The most important thing is that you are becoming more flesh and blood. You are not like the cold and ruthless people before who only talk about principles and rules!"
Cheng Jingmo: "..." He has always been flesh and blood!
