One summer afternoon, Zhang Fuxing passed an abandoned brick kiln after school and was stopped by a fifth-grade boy.
This boy's nickname is Fat Dun. The reason is very simple. This man is very fat. His father works at a grain station and his family is in the town. Zhang Fuxing doesn't know him, nor does he know his name or his nickname. In the past few years,
, he rarely pays attention to people and things other than his classmates, but after today, he will always remember this person and this nickname.
"Come here!" Pang Dun called to him loudly, with a commanding tone. He knew this student from a poor family and with excellent grades who was well-known in the whole school, although he did not know Zhang Fuxing's name.
Zhang Fuxing hesitated for a moment, walked over, and looked at Pang Dun without saying anything. He saw the mischievous smile on Pang Dun's face, and he was too sensitive to do anything good, but he did not dare to disobey him, because Pang Dun was obviously dressed in a provincial style.
The so-called "people on the street" who eat the national food are also because of their overweight bodies.
"Go in and take a look." Pang Dun grabbed the clothes on Zhang Fuxing's shoulders and pushed him into the brick kiln. Because he was worried that the old clothes would be torn, Zhang Fuxing had to follow his strength and got in. Then, he immediately stayed there.
, my mind went blank.
What he saw was the naked body of a girl.
A little girl about the same size as him was lying on the ground, her top was pulled up to cover her head, and her pants were taken off until her legs were bent, revealing her thin and pale body. A chubby boy was sitting on the girl's lap, his hands messing around on the girl's body.
He also took off his pants and started doing piston movements seriously. Of course, he was just imitating the behavior and had no real contact with the girl. When he saw the two people coming in, he stopped moving in surprise.
"Huzi, come down and let him do it, let's watch." Fatty ordered. He was the first to "fuck" the girl, but "afterwards" he felt it was boring. Now he is showing off, while Huzi is "fucking".
He saw Zhang Fuxing passing by and suddenly had an idea. It seemed that this lower-grade classmate could add some fun to their game, so he immediately called out to Zhang Fuxing.
"Okay." Huzi stood up dissatisfied and pulled up his pants. His dissatisfaction was not that he was reluctant to give up, but that he felt a little embarrassed that his balls were seen by an outsider.
"I don't." Zhang Fuxing refused like a reflex, lowered his head, his face turned red, and he didn't dare to look at the girl lying on the ground, nor at Pang Dun and Hu Zi.
"He dares to be disobedient!" Pang Dun slapped him on the head. "Go and do what you are told to do."
Zhang Fuxing raised his head, anger flashed in his eyes, but Pang Dun was half a head taller than him, and his body was almost twice as wide and thick as his. He begged in a low voice, "You guys do it, I'm leaving."
"You dare to leave. If you don't do it, you want to go to the teacher to complain about me?" Pangdun pulled him. At this time, the girl lying on the ground got her head out of the turned up clothes and said, "Come on." She stared.
Looking at Zhang Fuxing with big eyes, he didn't get up or reach out to pull up his pants.
Zhang Fuxing was very shocked. He glanced at the girl and immediately lowered his head, "I don't. I'm leaving."
Huzi found an opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction at this time. He rushed forward and punched Zhang Fuxing on the temple: "Don't you dare do it! You've seen me do it, and I want to see you do it too."
Zhang Fuxing was stunned by this unexpected attack and almost slipped. He stretched out his hand to pull away Huzi's hand and used the other hand to hold the wall. However, this was just the beginning. "Hit him like a fool." "Little country bumpkin."
"How dare you disobey me." The two fat men rushed forward, punching and kicking him. The space in the brick kiln was limited, and Zhang Fuxing had no place to escape. He was knocked to the ground in a few strokes. The two fat men held him down and used their body strength.
The weight held him down and he continued to beat him hard. Zhang Fuxing had no power to fight back, and he never thought about fighting back.
He instinctively held his head with his hands but remained silent, which irritated the two fat men. After they were tired, Fatty picked up half a brick and threw it at Zhang Fuxing. At this time, Zhang Fuxing let go of his hand, as if he wanted to beg for mercy.
Or resisted, the brick was directly hit on the head. For a few seconds, the three children were stunned. The two murderers saw blood flowing from Zhang Fuxing's head, like water in a ditch. They looked at each other and saw from each other's eyes.
They all saw fear and turned and ran away.
If it weren't for a passing woman going to the market, Zhang Fuxing would probably have died of excessive blood loss. His body was already very weak due to malnutrition. The woman saw Pangdun and Huzi rushing out of the brick kiln, followed by a disheveled girl.
, there was absolutely no such thing as turning a blind eye to the phenomenon of indifference in that era. She rushed into the brick kiln, where Zhang Fuxing was lying motionless in a pool of blood. She touched his nose and chest and judged that he was unconscious. She picked him up and charged.
, there is a barefoot doctor in the infirmary of the target production team, who is the person she thinks can save the child recently.
No one has called this barefoot doctor by name for many years. Everyone calls him Mr. Fu.
Zhang Fuxing was carried to the medical point. Fu Ye did a brief check and determined that his life was not in danger and there was no need to send him to the commune hospital immediately. The child's trauma was not minor, but another reason was that his body was too weak. After bandaging to stop the bleeding,
, he gave Zhang Fuxing a tube of glucose, which was a very rare luxury at the time.
In the evening, after receiving the news, grandma rushed to the medical point. Mr. Fu handed Zhang Fuxing to her and returned to town. By this time, Zhang Fuxing had woken up, but grandma just looked at him sadly and looked at the scars on his face.
Looking at his torn clothes, without saying a word, the grandfather and grandson looked at each other in silence. This was a night that Zhang Fuxing would remember for his entire life. His humanity had undergone profound changes during this night. If this ocean had ever existed before,
There are some signs, and there have been some impacts. They are just small waves, but now, Pangdun and Huzi have scattered reefs in this ocean. Those reefs are engraved with: flame and hatred. Or, these reefs
Temporarily hidden, it still looks calm, but when the sea wind roars, these reefs will eventually struggle out from the bottom of the sea. At that time, this human sea will spit out terrifying flames.
Zhang Fuxing returned to school the next afternoon. For poor children, there is no such thing as lying in bed to treat illnesses. Moreover, the murderers were only two children after all. His injuries did not seem to be too serious, but
, what awaits Zhang Fuxing is a blow heavier than physical injury.