Ideas are a mysterious way of communication. They are not limited by language and can make people understand what they want to express. Just like Wu Laogui back then, if he wanted to, he could also break away from the shackles of the Northeastern accent and purely use his ideas to communicate. comminicate.
When Jaya 'spoke', I knew she was speaking to Patel, even though she didn't express the words, she was speaking to Patel.
The idea is very mysterious and cannot be described in specific words. Only by sorting it out in my mind can I restore the original meaning of Ya Ya. And in the transmission of this idea, I seem to hear Ya Ya’s sad words. , the faint voice traveled through a hundred years of time, and was heard again in the present and past.
"This is a land full of faith, and my faith once was 'love', which was my whole life, because the reason behind it is not only the hope for the consummation of love, but also the yearning for fairness and freedom. . My family has never understood this, and neither has my brother. I thought you did, Patel."
"If we are together, it is a beautiful victory, transcending caste and family differences, full of free and glorious love. I can declare that justice has finally bloomed in this land in me. This hope is power, It eventually became my belief. I used my life to fulfill this belief, but I lost! Thank you, Patel, for giving me such wonderful years with lies, constantly stabilizing me, and weaving Beautiful hope, and you kept saying that you had the same will as me. But you used a traitor-like method to fulfill your ambition, venting your twisted cruelty, and let me go home and see the tragedy of our family... .Those were the years when I fell into your lies. Later, I realized that you were not the fighter in my heart at all. You were just a poor man full of ambition, blinded by hatred, who could never escape caste and you brought inferiority! I have become a noble caste that I hate deeply, Patel, how can I pity you with heartache? I have pity on you and you have never let go of it, and you hide your low self-esteem very well?"
Yaya's words were spoken so eloquently that they hit my heart every word. In the story, I thought that Yaya was an innocent and naive woman who was deceived. But when I listened to her talk, I realized that was not the case at all. She was so She is thoughtful and has such connotation. What makes her addictive is not just her appearance.
It turns out that in the whole story, the fighter from beginning to end is not Patel at all, but this soft-looking Nyaya. Patel just wants to become the upper class, but Nyaya is eager to fight with her love. An injustice to the entire society, even if it is only a small victory, maybe she can see a little hope blooming in the motherland.
Even if the significance of this victory is small, it is still extraordinary and may have an impact on society, because she is the noblest Brahmin, has the oldest Brahmin surname, and is a noble among Brahmins! And Patel is the lowest Dalit... This contrast is the most shocking 'confrontation'.
It's a pity that Thya is a woman, and she still has the weaknesses of a woman. No woman can escape the sweet words. Even if it is a lie, it may not be discovered, just because they are willing to believe it.
"Brother, do you still remember a girl without a name? She is a slave in our family." Yaya's thoughts continued to echo in our minds. Her mind seemed to be jumping, and she suddenly talked about something completely unrelated. However, Uncle Johnny, who was asked by name, shook his head in complete confusion.
"Well..." Thuya sighed, then sat on the edge of the rock and said to herself: "You will definitely not remember that that girl is just an ordinary child among the many slave families in our family. , how can you remember? But it was she who ignited a fire in my heart. Brother, after you left, she was my only playmate. I don’t mind getting close to her, and I don’t care that she is a lower caste, because Our family even adopted a Dalit, so why would we care about contacting a lower caste? I thought my parents were different. I thought you and Patel were different. That was something I still didn’t understand. childhood."
Having said this, Yaya smiled again, with a bitterness, but it still did not affect her smile, which was still like a blooming flower.
"She is a beautiful girl, I don't need to be inferior. Although her skin is dark, it is as delicate as velvet. She has big eyes like mine and a sweet smile. She is motivated, shy, and kind... We are together She is also very happy. She has filled the hole left in my heart when you and Patel left. But... do you want to know her ending? Brother... After I quietly took her to a high-class banquet, As a personal servant, her life withered. Because of her beauty, she was killed by several hungry wolves in human skins... Afterwards, she hanged herself at home. Those hungry wolves were noble Yes, they are all Kshatriyas! Do you know? Originally there was no punishment. After a fresh and beautiful life was wantonly ruined and withered, there was no punishment for those who destroyed her!" At this point, Zaiya He looked back at Uncle Johnny, and then said word by word: "It was me who stood up to my father at home and used my father's power in exchange for some pitiful punishment and some financial subsidies. You think you can comfort me." She who passed away?"
Uncle Johnny was speechless, with deep worry in his brows and eyes... and the feeling of suddenly understanding his sister's distress.
"The not-so-good past... I haven't told anyone about it, except you, Patel." Yaya's thoughts were so peaceful, but the deep pool was slightly rippled, but she seemed a little excited. Responding to something.
But Thuya didn't pay attention to those waves, and her eyes looking into the distance became distant: "I thought you understood the meaning behind this story. You want to be my hero in front of me, for the people who have passed away, and for ours." Love, a heroic confrontation of unequal power. Patel... What else can I say goodbye to you? The hero in my heart has died long ago! And I use my life to make up for my mistakes, not Talking about my disappointment in love, I have never lost my faith. The freedom and fairness behind love, what I make up for is that as a spoiled daughter, I made my parents so sad that I died at their knees. Xiaodu can't accept it anymore, and I have to endure the torture after you become a devil! I thought that my death could make you stop and awaken some conscience in you. This is the meaning of my death. This is the only way I can Something to do for your parents.”
"Your death did not make Patel wake up and forgive him in the end. At that point, he could no longer hold back." Uncle Johnny's voice was full of sadness and regret, echoing on the rocks.
There were too many misunderstandings between their families. Unfortunately, at that time, Jaya gave all her trust to Patel, who was also a lower caste. She thought he was a hero. If the misunderstanding can be solved... But there is no if in life!
"I know that because of suicide, my soul cannot be freed. Of course I know that he has not stopped. In fact, his soul has been fused with the devil. How could he stop?" At this point, Ya Ya stood up. , said softly: "I don't regret my decision. After all, I still have the courage to burn my life and make up for my mistakes, even though it is wrong. Brother, do you still remember that long letter? In the letter, I I am an evader, just to prevent my parents from being too sad. After I go, maybe being disappointed with me will make them less painful. But I..." At this point, Yaya's expression became very serious. Sadness is like crying, but unfortunately the soul has no tears.
"But I...if I could live again, I would like to stay with them for a few more years."
When Thuya said this, Uncle Johnny's tears fell down again, as he said that there is no if in life.
Zaiya put away her sad expression and sighed: "How should I say goodbye to you? Patel! If there is another life, I hope that the person I love is a real hero who will bear all the pressure. , hold my hand and fight non-stop on this land, even if it costs my life, I will follow him. Patel, I am very grateful to you for bringing me a flower seed, A red, unknown wild flower, you still remember that it was the first flower you gave me. You picked it on the roadside and handed it to me shyly... But Patel, you used lies to make me do something. A chess piece, you did a lot of inexplicable things that were not originally intended by me. After your death, you actually found me like this and influenced me with the devil's breath in you, so that my soul also took on the power of the devil. So many innocent people were killed.”
The water in the deep pool started to churn again, and the drizzle at the beginning turned into a heavy rain, pouring down... Is this how Patel felt when facing Jaya
"When I was alive, I was an evader, addicted to lies, and in the end I had to use my life to stop it, hoping that the tragedy would stop...After death, you still want me to pay off the debt...these innocent souls imprisoned by me." Thia said word by word, and then suddenly turned to Uncle Johnny and said: "Brother, don't stop me."
I have already predicted what is going to happen. These innocent souls died because of Yaya, so whether Yaya is willing or not, their souls are passively 'imprisoned' by Yaya, as if they are the most followed by the murderer in the Yang world. Innocent souls, even after their formed fetuses are aborted, will follow their parents unless they are transcended... As for Nuya's situation, if she wants to unlock this kind of imprisonment, it is not just as simple as transcending... she must Burn your own soul to unlock this imprisonment.
"Thya..." The sound coming from Uncle Johnny's throat was so painful.
At this time, the entire deep pool finally boiled, and a hoarse and unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded throughout the entire deep pool: "No, Thya, I won't let you leave me! It's impossible!"
The violent wind suddenly blew, and the red rain began to gather strangely, pouring violently towards a certain point in the deep pool. That was the place where Patel stayed!
"Chengyi, move the formation!" Uncle Johnny shouted.
There was no need for Uncle Johnny's reminder. I was already sitting in the formation and started reciting the chants with everyone.