Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Seventy-fifth bowl of soup (1)

Seventy-fifth bowl of soup (1)

[She was supposed to be pointed and pointed, and she should bear a lifetime of humiliation and embarrassment. ]

[She should have married a man twenty years older than her, and the meaning of existence is to give birth to a son for him. After giving birth to a daughter, she drowned in the toilet. ]

[She should have been raped by her alcoholic husband, she should have died at the age of thirty-two, and then she was thrown into the field by a roll of worn grass mats. ]

【This is her life. ]

"Is that her? Is that her?"

"Yes she is."

"It looks young."

"She just turned twelve years old. You can see her timid."

Two middle-aged women were chatting at the head of the village after lunch, looking at Qing Huan who was walking from not far away, and whispering like this. At this time, another aunt joined the chat, she rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue, "But the **** are not small, I don't blame Old Li Tou, she is such a big girl, and she has a lot of hair all day. She swayed in front of a man, even her own father couldn't help it!"

"That's right, flies don't bite seamless eggs. She must be shy when she gives sex. She is so sassy at a young age. No wonder she gives people grass." A woman spit at Qinghuan, Disgust and curiosity. "But a few days ago, I saw her mother coming to Aunt Chen from the west end of the village, this little saucy | goods can't..."

"It's just what you think!" Another aunt smiled, taking this as a joke after dinner, "Xiao Sao | The goods are developing so well, the child can be conceived, and it was just finished a few days ago. Babies, you still go to school, what kind of school are you going to go to with this kind of money-losing money? If you want me to say, hurry up and become a daughter-in-law for Lao Litou, or who will want her broken shoes?"

Qing Huan passed by them silently. Not only did the aunts not restrain themselves, but they became even more arrogant, laughing louder in front of her, and used all their foul language to insult her. The men who saw her stared at her chest and crotch, as if she was walking in the village without clothes.

When she arrived at the school, she sat quietly in her seat, and was called to the office by the teacher after a while.

Everyone is talking about her.

They looked at her, looked at her with the eyes of the goods, and then smiled and said that she was a slut. If you don't **** someone else, then **** her?

"...The incident happened to the students in your class, it's not good to hear about it."

"Yeah, I told the principal that her going to school again will have an impact on the school, so let's ask her to drop out and go home. Anyway, what's the use of a girl going to school? Maybe she will be a daughter-in-law to Lao Litou now. , her family can still receive some dowry money!"

"It's also true, the family is so poor that they can't open the pot, and they continue to give birth one by one. They deserve to have no sons, the family planning fines can't be paid and run around, and the daughter is such a waste of money, it's really disgusting ."

"Don't say that. I don't think this girl usually speaks, so I'm not sure what she's thinking."

"I miss a man!"

……

The teachers laughed happily and seemed to have heard a very interesting joke. Qing Huan stood alone in the corner. She was wearing a washed and whitish dress. Although it was old and could not see its original color, it was very clean. She stood in the office, listening to the teachers talking about her, sometimes laughing happily, sometimes casting contemptuous eyes at her. They let her stand here, silent and numb like a wooden stake.

I don't know how long it took, but the teachers were so addicted to gossip, they waved to her and said, "It's okay, you can go back."

Qing Huan returned to the classroom. The classmates pointed at her in groups of three and five, and snickered from time to time. It seemed that the tragedy that happened to her was very funny.

This should be her last day of school.

School is finally over, and she will not go home until there is no one in the classroom, so that she won't meet too many people who know her on the way. Qinghuan is carrying a schoolbag. Her grades are very good. In the past, she felt that her future was full of hope, but now she has nothing left.

A man jumped out from behind the big tree on the way, smiled at her, came up and hugged her, and his stinky mouth was about to kiss. Qing Huan struggled and shouted, but the man said, "You've already done the work of stepping Old Li Tou's leg into the coffin, so what kind of chastity are you pretending to be? Don't you have children, don't move, don't force me to do it? ."

She didn't listen, but continued to struggle. The man was annoyed, and a mouth swung over, suddenly hitting her with gold stars, and the corners of her mouth were cracked. In the panic, she touched the pencil in her schoolbag, picked it up and stabbed it hard - the man's eyes widened in horror, and he fell from her body in convulsions. Qing Huan got up and ran, not forgetting to pick up her schoolbag.

When she got home, her father scolded her as a mourner when she saw her, and her mother kicked her and told her to cook on the fire. Several sisters giggled and gloated, saying that she wanted to go to school by herself, and that she didn't feel ashamed enough.

My father was swearing, and my mother went to Qinghuan after dinner and said that she would be given to an old bachelor from a neighboring village as a daughter-in-law. She said: "Sanya, it's not that I don't feel sorry for you as a mother, but you are like this now, no one wants you, and my mother is pregnant again, this time I will give you a younger brother. And before It is also a lot of money to give Aunt Chen an abortion, and our family is already poor, so you have to be sensible."

Qing Huan did not speak.

"I've discussed it with your father. No one in normal family wants you, so that old bachelor is willing to give our family five thousand dollars. Then you can get married and live a good life, do you hear me? I have remembered everything I taught you, and your younger brother will have to help you in the future."

Qing Huan still didn't speak. She knew that the reason why she was not given to Lao Li Tou as suggested by the villagers was because Lao Li Tou's family was poor, let alone five thousand yuan, five hundred yuan is a problem.

Should she be happy? A broken shoe is worth five thousand dollars. But what should she do after marrying an old bachelor? That man spent so much money on her, but she is a broken shoe, can that man make her feel better? It's not like he will be like Dad. If he is unhappy, he will beat him with whatever he chooses. As long as he doesn't kill him, he will beat him to death.

Then, she would have to work as hard as her mother to have a son, to give birth to their five sisters, and to continue to give birth. If I remember correctly, my mother had a few abortions, and they were all girls who were found out and asked Aunt Chen from the west end of the village to do it because it was cheap.

Is she going to end her life like this?

Qing Huan didn't sleep all night. The old bachelor came the next day, and he looked to be in his forties. When her mother brought her to see her, her saliva almost lingered. In this ignorant and closed town, a twelve-year-old girl has suffered such a tragic thing, no one will hold her injustice, and no one will call the police. Everyone looks at all this indifferently, and then becomes Let's crush this girl's executioner together.

Qing Huan is home - no, she is the best looking girl in the whole village and even in the whole town, amazingly beautiful and good at school, everyone thinks she will be the one who flew out of the mountain nest Golden Phoenix. But now, this golden phoenix has been tainted by others, so everyone quickly became happy again, you see, she is still as mediocre as us, even more miserable than us.

It seems that thinking this way makes life a lot happier and makes me a little more noble.

Qing Huan sat quietly on the stool. No matter what the old bachelor said, she didn't say a word. Her father's hands were shaking with anger. . That's it, as soon as the old bachelor left, her father couldn't hold back, and he knocked Qing Huan off the stool with a mouth, "You little bastard｜Fuck! I have raised you for so many years, and I have eaten my rice for so many years. , you thought it was nothing to eat! Tomorrow you will pack up your things and marry me!"

How do you get married at the age of twelve? You have to wait a long time to get a certificate, but that doesn't matter to the people in this town. The certificate can be obtained at a later date, and a person can marry now.

At dinner, Qinghuan was burning with a bruised face. Several of her sisters came back from school, put down their schoolbags and came over to "look" at her, talking with schadenfreude.

Said that she was expelled from the school, that everyone in the school knew she was a broken shoe, and that they were happy when she got married and got out of the house.

They don't like the sister either. She is better-looking than them all, to what extent is it good to see that the five sisters are standing together, and no one thinks that Qinghuan is related to them by blood. This is also the case in school. Adults say that it is useless for girls to study, so they don't need to work hard. Only Qinghuan gets full marks in the exam every time, knows all the questions asked by the teacher, and writes well.

Everyone is so ordinary, why should you be different?

But right now, you're not as good as us. What a golden phoenix, just a pretentious crow.

Qing Huan let them have a good time, and then stared at the flames in the stove. Her life is like this fire, which grows little by little, then goes out, and never returns to its former glory.

The rice is ready.

She took the iron fork out of the stove, but the extraction of the iron fork allowed air to enter, and the remaining ashes that had been extinguished instantly burned, illuminating her delicate and tender face.

As if, talking to her.

Qing Huan stared at the flame, watching it continue to burn with strength, as if something in her soul had also changed. She lowered her head, picked up a handful of firewood and put it in, but was seen by the fourth sister who was passing by, and then the fourth sister yelled to tell her parents that she wasted firewood playing there.

Qing Huan didn't care at all, she just suddenly understood a truth.

Fate is in your own hands.