Wang Zhou had a mental breakdown and couldn't accept this reality, so he went to Wang Liang for answers.
Wang Liang knew he couldn't hide the truth from the growing Wang Zhou and revealed the whole story. Wang Zhou's spirit suffered a tremendous blow, feeling that his birth was a great shame. He grabbed a hatchet, beheaded Wang Liang, and then ended his own young life.
Ma Xiao Lan died wearing red clothes and returned as a vengeful ghost, killing everyone in Wang Family Village without mercy.
But when faced with Wang Jian, Ma Xiao Lan was grateful for his kindness in the past and didn't inflict ** upon him. She only spared Wang Jian's life.
For so many years, the fool Wang Jian has been wandering in the haunted Wang Family Village.
Many villagers in Wang Family Village died mysteriously, and rumors of haunting spread like wildfire. Later, relevant authorities intervened, sealing off Wang Family Village and blocking any information about it. They even wiped Wang Family Village off the map.
So, subsequent generations were generally unaware of the existence of Wang Family Village in that remote valley, let alone the absurd tragedy that occurred there.
Listening to the past events of Wang Family Village, my friend and I couldn't help but shudder.
During that specific era, there were many absurd and ignorant tragedies throughout the country. The events in Wang Family Village were just one of them, and many other incidents remain undisclosed.
Society keeps developing and transitioning towards civilization. Hopefully, these harmful customs can be completely destroyed in the wave of civilization, and such tragedies will not happen again.
Wang Family Village was founded by the Wang family and eventually destroyed by their own hands. What the ancestors of the Wang family, who lie underground, think is unknown.
Wang Liang's actions were truly unforgivable as he caused the deaths of the entire village.
Even though he later became a headless ghost, chained and led around like a dog by Wang Zhou, we had no sympathy for him.
Wang Jian was a good person, despite his mental issues. He always had a kind heart.
Wang Zhou was an absolute tragedy, a product that went against ethics. He shouldn't have appeared in this world, so he chose self-destruction in the end.
And those villagers paid the price for their ignorance.
The most tragic character in the whole story was Ma Xiao Lan. With her lofty ambitions, she came from the city to the countryside only to be subjected to such great humiliation. Finally, she died with resentment, her anger strong enough to ** the entire village.
It's hard to imagine the suffering Ma Xiao Lan endured during that year.
Being forcibly violated and mistreated by her father-in-law, hopeless escape attempts with the villagers capturing her repeatedly, being imprisoned like a dog until she became pregnant. She was alone, trapped in desperate circumstances, with no one to help her. So she hated, truly hated. She wanted to destroy everything, everything related to Wang Family Village.
My friend and I listened with a mix of sorrow and emotion, feeling heavy-hearted. Thinking about Ma Xiao Lan's ordeal, we couldn't shake off the feeling. Even the delicious beef soup in front of us seemed to lose its taste.
Xie Lao Ba wiped his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and asked if we were done eating.
My friend and I nodded, and Xie Lao Ba stood up to pay the bill. Then he drove us back to school.
After the events in Wang Family Village, Xie Lao Ba regarded my friend and me as close friends. Although there was a ten-year age difference between us, we had experienced life and death together. Xie Lao Ba also knew that I understood some things, so he wanted to make friends with me, perhaps even seek my help in the future.
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When we got off the car, Xie Lao Ba kept telling my friend and me to visit him in town during our break and that he would treat us to a good drink.
My friend grinned and said, "Definitely! Definitely!"
I knew what my friend was thinking. Deep down, he wasn't looking forward to Xie Lao Ba's drinks but rather the adult films at Hao Feiji Internet Cafe.
Returning to the dormitory with my friend, all our roommates were there.
The conditions in the high school dormitory were average, with eight people sharing one room. There was no shower, but the only advantage was a ** toilet.
There was a water boiler downstairs for hot water, whether for bathing or drinking. We had to bring our own bottles and pay 20 cents for each bottle of hot water.
We were all teenagers around fifteen, sixteen, or seventeen years old, full of youthfulness and became familiar with each other after a few words.
And for men, the simplest and most effective way to socialize is through cigarettes and alcohol.
Even if we didn't know each other well, once we sat at a table with alcohol, after a few glasses, we would become like brothers, feeling like we had known each other for a long time. We would pat our chests and say, "Brother, if you need anything, just ask me. I will follow you through thick and thin!"
Then, the next day, when we woke up sober, we couldn't even remember the names of the "brothers" we drank with last night.
Another simple way to socialize is through cigarettes. Even if you don't know someone, offering them a cigarette immediately brings you closer.
In middle school, my friend was already very skilled in this kind of campus socializing.
When we entered school, he bought two packs of cigarettes from the convenience store, and it wasn't cheap cigarettes either. For us student party members, they were considered relatively high-quality cigarettes.
My friend told me that when giving someone a cigarette, you must give them a good one. This way, others would think, "Hey, this guy is not bad, quite wealthy, and generous. It's good to make friends with him."
He took out the cigarettes, one for each person.
Except for one conscientious student who didn't smoke and politely declined, everyone else accepted the cigarettes.
My friend smiled as he lit their cigarettes, bringing people closer together. Some even started calling him "Big Brother Fat."
In the dormitory, there were eight people: me, my friend, and six others named Huang Kun, Chen Fei Yu, Liu Jie, Zhou Xiao Long, Zhang Meng, and Zhou Wei.
My friend and I slept on the upper and lower bunk beds near the entrance. I slept on the top bunk, and he slept on the bottom.
All eight of us in the dormitory were not local to the county. We all came from surrounding towns and villages, unconsciously bridging the gap between us.
Among the eight, there was a student with excellent grades, Liu Jie.
As his name suggests, he was outstanding. According to him, his score in the high school entrance exam exceeded the admission line of County First High School by nearly a hundred points. We marveled at him, thinking he was extraordinary. With such a score, he could easily attend high school in the city or even the province. So why did he come to County First High School?
Liu Jie said that his family conditions were not very good, and County First High School promised to exempt him from all miscellaneous fees, provide free food and accommodation for three years, and even give him scholarships. If he went on to college, County First High School would also help him with the expenses. We felt envious.