Suddenly, the bearded man, who crawled on the ground and retreated to the room to avoid the bullet fire, closed the door and shouted inside. There are still hostages inside, as well as a woman, a woman who has been stripped naked by us. If you want to save this woman, evacuate quickly, otherwise I will shoot her and die with you.
The gunfire outside immediately stopped. At this moment, the company headquarters sent troops for reinforcements, and the closed small house was tightly surrounded by the stubborn gangsters inside.
The woman inside made screams of pain from time to time. The company commander and squad leader shouted outside the house one after another about not abusing women and doing political and ideological work and legal propaganda. The stalemate lasted until early in the morning. The mental defenses of several gangsters and a gang leader in the house completely collapsed. They opened The wooden door released the female hostage and captured her without mercy.
At this time, the sky turned white, as if the sky over the meadow was just a piece of white paper, and it was about to be painted with the warm and brilliant colors of the rising sun.
Everyone knows that the carrier pigeon trained by Hong Xin played an important role in the victory of this bandit suppression. The company gave Hong Xin first-class merit and, as an exception, gave the carrier pigeon second-class merit.
Some soldiers not only called it a homing pigeon, but also called it a hero pigeon. Perhaps Hong Xin was encouraged, so he asked the squad leader again, saying that the last time he suppressed bandits in Caodianzi, a very small number of bandits escaped. Now I will ask the carrier pigeon to conduct reconnaissance. If the gangsters are discovered, they will immediately send troops to pursue them.
OK! Hu Xizi said happily, this task has always been entrusted to you.
If the bandit suppression is successful this time, the carrier pigeon will be credited with first-class merit. Hong Xin said this out of gratitude and confidence in the homing pigeons.
The carrier pigeon immediately accepted the mission, and in less than two days, the whereabouts of several remaining gangsters were detected from the sky. Unfortunately, when the troops were organizing an encirclement and suppression, a gangster actually shot and killed a homing pigeon that was flying in the air as if it was delivering good news.
It didn't even close its eyes when it landed on the ground. It closed its eyes when it saw Hong Xin approaching. Hong Xin burst into tears like his own brother, and the squad leader also cried with him. The company headquarters specially awarded first-class merit to this homing pigeon and built a new grave for it on a high ground on the border. The soldiers stood in two long lines and took off their hats one by one to pay a silent tribute to it.
After the pigeon died, its soul returned to the underworld. The King of Hell thought of its merits and reincarnated it into a human being. When the God of Animals sent it to the Palace of the Wheel King to receive the ticket for reincarnation in the human realm, he said to it, Congratulations on ending your life as an evil animal. According to the rules, those who have given birth to animals should reincarnate in the animal realm for 500 lives, and there should be no such thing as killing. You are allowed to be reincarnated as a human only because of your bad deeds, but how lucky you are!
Of course, if you make a contribution to mankind, your life will rise to a higher level. If you are a human being and have made many self-sacrificial contributions to others in humanity, or even sacrificed your life, then your life will be elevated to a higher level.
The pigeon asked, what level does the higher level refer to? The Sihu God raised his voice and said that when a person who has made moral contributions dies, his soul can ascend to heaven, that is, he can become a god in heaven. Isn't this a higher level of life? The pigeon nodded knowingly.
In an instant, the feathers on its body disappeared, and a beautiful girl appeared. She brushed her black hair and held a piece of white chalk in her hand. The Sihu God said again, congratulations, you will be a people's teacher in the next life who can learn from others and conduct himself as a model for the world.
On a cloudy morning, Xu Cungui, the principal of Xujiawan Primary School, a bearded man, was walking solemnly through the door of Class 3 (1) with his hands behind his back. He suddenly stopped and stood Outside the classroom window, I saw the back of teacher Wu Ximei who was writing on the blackboard with chalk.
He wandered in the corridor, sometimes looking and listening into the classroom. It was so quiet inside that you could hear a pin drop. He was a little confused. It was right for students not to talk or whisper to each other in class. As a teacher, why didn't he say a word in class?
At this time, the bell rang. Teacher Wu Ximei turned around, glanced at the students in the classroom, then turned sideways, pointed at the blackboard, and then walked out of the classroom with her textbooks under her arm, her head slightly lowered, looking thoughtful. look like.
The students immediately poured out of the classroom. Xu Cungui first stepped aside and let Wu Ximei walk in front, then he followed and shouted, "Hello, Teacher Wu!"
Wu Ximei turned around in surprise and politely replied, "Hello, Principal Xu!" Is there a problem? Xu Cungui smiled slightly, then became serious again, and asked, why don't you say a word to the students in class? Lectures, lectures, if you don’t teach, how can it be considered a class?
Wu Ximei shook her head gently, sighed softly, and stopped talking. There was a dark circle on her face, looking tired and helpless.
Xu Cungui continued, "I walked back and forth three or four times from the door of the classroom where you were teaching, and I didn't notice at first that you didn't lecture in class, you just wrote on the blackboard. That doesn't work." You don't seem to be like this. Can you tell me the reason why you don't lecture in class?
Wu Ximei shook her head again, and then a sentence burst out from her mouth with difficulty, "You can't say it. If you say it, you will criticize me and you will say that I am superstitious."
Xu Cungui opened his eyes in confusion and asked, "What did you say?" I will criticize you, and I will also say that you are superstitious, but you can make it baffling to me.
Wu Ximei didn't answer and continued walking forward, approaching the office quickly. Xu Cungui shouted, "Stop and speak clearly. I won't criticize you, nor will I say you are superstitious. Just tell the truth."
Wu Ximei turned around and spoke, unable to finish the story. Xu Cungui felt that this was not the place for her to talk, so he changed the subject. How many classes do you have in the morning? Wu Ximei replied, there are no classes anymore.
Xu Cungui said in a commanding tone, come to my office and explain the situation clearly to me. Wu Ximei had no reason to refuse, so she had no choice but to follow Xu Cungui through the playground on campus, into the opposite corridor, then into the principal's office and sat down on a wooden bench.
Xu Cungui made tea for her, but she didn't drink it. Her eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry. Xu Cungui said, "You have to be strong. If anything happens, I, as the principal, will take care of it for you." Wu Ximei's tears fell. She took out her handkerchief to wipe them away, and then told a heart-wrenching past incident.
That morning, a jeep drove along the road toward Soochow County. In the cab was the driver holding the steering wheel. Next to her was Wu Ximei's fiancé Lin Feng, and in the back seat was Wu Ximei.
The road was flat and there was no one on the road. The driver increased his power, but he drove off the road. The car suddenly hit a tall and straight poplar tree trunk on the side of the road and rolled over to the ground. The driver and several passengers in the back seat were knocked unconscious.
Lin Feng screamed "Ah!" and hit his head heavily on a hard object in the car. Wu Ximei thought she had been killed. She opened her eyes and saw that she was still alive and saw that Lin Feng's head was bleeding.
She opened the car door and climbed out, screaming at the top of her voice: There was a car accident. There were no cars on the road, so Wu Ximei was sitting in the middle of the road blocking cars. A large caravan truck drove over in the same direction, honked its horn, and stopped slowly. There were many people sitting in the carriage behind, all looking around in confusion.
Several passengers jumped out and helped carefully lift the injured driver and Lin Feng into the car. Wu Ximei followed silently into the car and sat next to Lin Feng, looking at Lin Feng who could no longer speak and his head was covered with blood, and started to cry.
The caravan drove to the entrance of Dongwu County People's Hospital. The unconscious driver and several passengers were lifted off by a group of powerful people on the car and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
Lin Feng was carried down, and when he touched his nostrils, he was already out of breath. The doctor came to check and saw that his head was broken and there was sticky brain matter spilling out. He put his hand around and said that he had been killed and could not be saved. So the hospital arranged a special vehicle to transport the body to the funeral home. Wu Ximei screamed and cried even harder.
