Du Juan smiled, turned around, walked a few steps, opened the cabinet drawer, took out a pair of scissors, cut off a handful of each of the pigeon's wings, and threw it on the ground. The pigeon was scurrying outside, but it couldn't fly.
Fei Duoneng chased him playfully, but the pigeon was afraid of people and flew from the living room to the balcony, its shortened wings pulsing, like chickens and other poultry that have lost the ability to fly forever.
But the balcony was not sealed, and the pigeon jumped from a lattice-like gap and landed on the balcony downstairs. Feodoron became anxious and said to Cuckoo, "Oh, the pigeon has escaped."
Du Juan was pouring boiling water into a wooden basin. She put down her work and went to the balcony to look down, but she couldn't see the pigeons.
Fedonen added, I saw it fall on the edge of the balcony downstairs and slide down.
Du Juan went downstairs and knocked on the door, but there was no one in the house downstairs. Fei Duoneng followed him, feeling guilty and worried that Du Juan would blame him. Even a pigeon with clipped wings that could only walk but not fly could not keep its wings.
After all, Dujuan didn't blame him. She just said to him, "Tip, wait at the door of this house. If he comes back, call me." Fedoron nodded.
But at noon, no one came back from that house. Du Juan asked Fei Duoneng to go upstairs to have dinner, and then went downstairs to see, but there was still no one.
It wasn't until evening that anyone from that family came back. Fei Duoneng asked Sister Du to go downstairs, talk clearly to that family, and then find the huddled pigeon in the corner of his house and catch it. The cuckoo cut off its two paws in anger. The pigeon could no longer move and lay pitifully on the ground. There were still a few red lines of pigeon blood dripping on the floor, and the feathers on its belly were also stained with blood. famous.
Du Juan boiled another pot of boiling water and poured it into the wooden basin. She had poured boiling water into the tub in the morning. Of course it had been too cold to use after such a long time, so she poured it out.
At this time, the cuckoo grabbed the pigeon and threw it into a wooden basin filled with boiling water. Unfortunately, it only struggled a few times before its head tilted down, and its eyes with eyeballs as big as mung beans were closed forever. .
In order to make it more scalded by the boiling water, Du Juan took a pair of long-handled pliers and pressed the scalded pigeon downward so that the boiling water could submerge it. After a few minutes, he picked it up and stripped off its feathers, revealing a naked mass of flesh.
Fei Duoneng watched the process of killing pigeons and feathering them without doing anything. He felt it was a bit cruel and even lost interest in eating pigeon meat.
During the meal, Du Juan found that Fei Duonen didn't like pigeon meat very much. He said with some frustration, I bought this specially for you. It's good for your health!
Fei Duoneng had no choice but to eat. He put the meat to his mouth, showing a look of hesitation. Dujuan said, eat it quickly and don’t have any worries.
Fei Duo listened to her words and ate slowly several times. He felt that the taste was quite delicious, so he ate it without any scruples.
In this way, Du Juan goes to buy pigeon meat every now and then, and she especially chooses male pigeons. Of course, every time Fei Duoneng went to the market to buy it, he would always be killed by cuckoos when he came back.
Her killing method was still so cruel. She first cut off half of the pigeon's wings so that it could not fly. Then, learning from the previous lesson, she also cut off the pigeon's toes so that it could not run and was twitching in pain. Lying on the ground, the blood stained its abdomen and floor. Then, it was thrown into a wooden basin filled with boiling water and scalded to death.
In this way, after a period of time, nearly a hundred male pigeons and a small number of female pigeons were scalded and killed. The shaved pigeon feathers and cut pigeon feet were used as rubbish and dumped on the river bank behind the city wall. There was a large pile and dried. Later, when the strong wind blew, the dove's feet became more tangled like grass stems, sometimes entangled and sometimes scattered, as if they were repeating many worries that could not be sorted out.
The pigeon feathers were flying everywhere like random catkins, and sometimes they made a whining sound with the river wind, as if they were crying to God about the injustice of being brutally scalded to death because they were originally living creatures.
One day half a year later, Du Juan, who had just eaten pigeon soup and was burping, was sitting on the sofa. Suddenly her eyesight went dark, she felt dizzy, and her body seemed to be disrupted by a sharp instrument. She was very uncomfortable.
She wanted to stand up, but couldn't, so she called out to Fei Duoneng, who was in the bathroom. Fei Duoneng came out and asked what happened. Du Juan held the edge of the sofa and said, "Look, I can't stand up. What happened just a moment ago, I don't know what evil happened."
Fei Duoneng didn't believe it, so he approached the sofa and pulled her up. She screamed ouch, which was not pretending. Fei Duoneng found that she could move her hands but not her legs. She screamed in pain whenever she moved.
Dujuan trembled and said, "What's wrong?" Take me to the hospital quickly.
Fei Duoneng carried Du Juan out and took a taxi to the People's Hospital in the city. The test result was sudden lower limb nerve atrophy. After acupuncture and medication, the symptoms still could not be relieved. He was hospitalized for three months and spent nearly 100,000 yuan to no avail.
The hospital had no choice but to mobilize her and discharge her. She was so thin that she could not stand up. She was so paralyzed that she became completely disabled.
Fei Duo could take care of her, eat, drink and wash her. As time went by, he became impatient and regretful. He often told people he knew well that if I had known she would become a paralytic, I would not have wanted her even if I gave her a mountain of gold. What a loss, what a loss.
Conscientious acquaintances advised him not to think so. After all, he is destined to Du Juan. The more this happens, the more you must treat her well and never let her go. This is the time to consider whether a person's moral character is good or not. If you treat her badly, you will be condemned by society.
Fei Duoneng couldn't quite listen to these words. He always felt that he couldn't get enough of it. He had suffered enough to find a wife who could be a mother. Now this wife was not only old in the true sense, but also disabled.
He really couldn't accept an old and disabled wife. But he couldn't abandon her, not because he was afraid of being condemned by public opinion, but because although his wife was disabled, she had assets. Simply put, she was rich, and Fei Duoneng valued her money.
Fei Duoneng has relied on his wife for a long time, and has developed a lazy character who cannot support himself. It can be said that he has no ability to be independent and self-reliant. Even if his wife is now paralyzed, he still has to rely on her.
Du Juan couldn't stand up and was in unbearable pain. She went to the bathroom to relieve herself and so on. Fei Duoneng helped her mostly. If Feiduo could go out for something and couldn't go home for a while, she would probably crawl around if she was in a hurry or wanted to get something.
Later, when Feiduo was at home, whatever she wanted or wanted to do and felt that she could crawl to get it or do it, she would do it herself, without Feiduo doing it for her. Just to go out, she would be too embarrassed to crawl even if she could, for fear of losing face, so Fei Duoneng would carry her on her back.
But you can’t always carry it around, that would be very tiring! Fei Duoneng asked her to pay for a wheelchair at a disabled goods store, and let her sit on it and push it around, which made it much easier.
Only when she went up and down the stairs in the unit in her building, since there was no elevator installed, she relied on Fei Duo to carry her. This time is not long and the distance is short. Fei Duoneng has no reason not to fulfill his obligation to take care of his wife.
That day Du Juan went to play in the Meteor Park in the city. Fedonen was pushing the wheelchair. When she passed the entrance of the park, Du Juan saw a group of pigeons flying overhead. She was unlucky. She couldn't win by giving in. After all, she was sitting in a wheelchair. Inflexible, a piece of pigeon shit fell from the air and stuck to her forehead without any bias.
She was so annoyed that she asked Fido to get some water for washing. It’s no better outside than at home, where is the water for washing? Du Juan had no choice but to ask Fei Duoneng to buy two bottles of mineral water from the canteen by the park gate to rinse her off.
The cuckoo was still angry and turned on the pigeons. She did not have a good time in the park and repeatedly said to Fei DuoNeng who was accompanying him, "Duo Neng, I will buy three pigeons today and kill them together. They poop and make them dirty." If they touch my forehead, I will eat their flesh.
The pigeons I bought were not pigeons that pooped on your head. Your revenge target is incorrect.
I don't care what it is, anyway, it is a pigeon, even if it is a scapegoat, it can relieve the hatred in my heart.
When he went back, Fedonen went to the poultry and livestock stall in the market and bought three pigeons. When he went home, even the cuckoos who couldn't stand up showed off and cut their necks one by one with scissors, and then they all died one after another.
Fei Duoneng boiled water and rubbed the feathers. After a while, the three pigeons turned into bloody pigeon meat and were allowed to be cooked in the pot.
It was noon, while Fei Duoneng was cooking, Du Juan was so tired that she crawled to the sofa and lay down and fell asleep.
When the pigeon meat was cooked and the aroma filled the house, Du Juan had not yet woken up. Fei Duo could not tell her to respond, so he walked to the sofa and stretched out his hand to gently push her. She suddenly woke up with sweat on her forehead and a look of shock on her face. It looked like a nightmare. I saw her lying on the sofa with her hands straight up, shouting that she would never kill pigeons again or eat pigeon meat again.
Sister Du, what did you say? Feeling strange, Fei Duoneng asked her, and she said, I had a dream, which scared me to death. I dare not eat this pigeon meat.
Fedonen was about to serve a bowl of cooked pigeon meat to Du Juan. Hearing what she said, he felt very anxious. He stared at her and asked, "What did you dream about?" tell me the story.
