"Of course..." Gan Qing stopped at the intersection and waited for the red light to pass, "I've grown to hate her even more."
"Teenage people generally have a Mu Qiang mentality," Yu Lanchuan said calmly. "If a person is not beautiful or cool, it is unlikely that they will be liked by teenage children. This is normal."
Gan Qing: "Is this your personal experience of raising an adolescent younger brother?"
Yu Lanchuan shrugged casually: "Yeah, as long as you make him think that you are better and cooler than him, he will automatically imitate you and try to meet your expectations, which is more effective than reasoning with him. These The cubs have no conscience, and it doesn't matter how nice they are."
Since this little Master Yu was already "extremely cool", Gan Qing couldn't tell for a while whether he was a hidden problem teenager expert or a problem teenager himself, so he could only say dryly: "Yes, you Treat me in the same way in the future.”
Yu Lanchuan: "…"
Gan Qing: "Especially when the 'legal system is in progress'."
"I thought..." Yu Lanchuan glanced at her condescendingly. He wanted to move out of his usual deterrent gaze, but a gust of northwest wind just happened to blow Gan Qing's half-length hair up. The strands interrupted Mr. Yu's serious eyes, as if it got into his throat. He had no choice but to cough dryly before finishing his out-of-tune sarcasm, "...You are already an overage child."
"People who are over age have no conscience." Gan Qing raised her legs and walked onto the zebra crossing, "You see everyone saying that if you study hard, you can get into a good university; if you work hard, you can get a promotion and a salary increase; some stupid hats may You feel that there is always a reward for your hard work—in fact, other efforts may also be rewarded, but "effort is good for others" is not necessarily. Sometimes the harder you work, the more people will get ahead and think you are inferior... She is bullied wherever she goes. In comparison, although I don’t like to pay attention to her, I’m still the one who treats her better, so I’ve been her roommate for a while.”
"At that time, I learned that she is two people during the day and night. During the day, I don't know that people are suspicious of people, and she doesn't seem to hear anyone who says something to her. She is so stupid and heartless. At night, she even sleeps. I didn't dare to fall asleep, because a dream is a nightmare. The first time I saw her screaming and struggling when she had a nightmare, I thought she was crazy, like a ghost sharpening her neck with a dull knife. When I woke up, she I just hugged the quilt and shivered unconsciously, huddled in the corner of the bed all night, counted minute by minute, waited for dawn, wiped away my tears, and then acted like a fool."
"I've never seen such a person. From simply annoying her, to suspecting that she is not mentally normal, but to being a little curious about her."
"She reads books every day in a hurry, and she forces herself to read if she doesn't understand, but it's not easy to read things she doesn't understand. In order to concentrate, she has to read aloud, 'humming'. , like a big mosquito, very annoying, because this thing has been beaten, but she just doesn't change."
"Usually others bully her... like shoving her a few times, slapping her a few times, etc. It's none of my business, and I don't even see it when I see it. But one time it went too far, and a few people grabbed her by the hair They bumped into the wall, I think they were really indifferent, and they just kept busy because they were afraid that something would happen."
"She must have had a concussion at the time, and it took a long time to get up. While wiping her nosebleed, she smirked and asked me how to pronounce a word. I don't know whether she really loves studying or is addicted to being beaten, and she said ' Are you sick', she said... She actually didn't know the use of learning these things, but I heard from others that her bad life and domestic violence were all because of her lack of education, so she was superstitious about this, and it was a bit of a pilgrimage to the gods. ."
She fell to the ground, rolled and crawled, how devout she was in her heart, how ugly her posture was, and how futile her efforts were.
"I told her that it had nothing to do with culture or not. If you are beaten alone, either you are a bitch, or the person who beats you is a bitch, or both - for no other reason - but she doesn't believe it."
Yu Lanchuan said: "People whose life is completely out of control sometimes have to grasp a simple and crude logic and do something that seems very metaphysical to outsiders."
Because I have no culture, I have no ability to go out and make a lot of money to support myself and my mother. I can only rely on a man's breath and get a man's fist. And if all the complicated factors that the parties are unwilling to think about are eliminated, this matter can be simplified as "no culture, so be beaten", then is it good to have culture? If you chew and swallow those books that you don't understand, you must be able to get rid of the nightmare, right
"She said that people can't complain about their fate. The more you complain, the worse your life will be. So if you don't want to die, you have to work hard to live. There is no other way."
Chicken soup is an anaesthetic. When you can't bear it, take it out and recite a few paragraphs, just like when a suffering slave in the old society prays for the future, praying for the future from the "doctrine" invented by yourself, talking for comfort.
"It's a pity that she didn't even have time to read a textbook. I lived with her for a few months, and she was hospitalized because of a serious illness. When she left, she probably felt something herself and kept all the books and notes. Give it to me, and give me a chance to take a look at her mother for her." Gan Qing said, "Not long after that, I heard that she died - her mother has a long life, don't think she is sick and crooked. Lonely and widowed old man, many years have passed, and he still has no intention of dying."
"She took good care of me when she was alive, and I took other people's 'inheritance', so I could only pinch my nose and occasionally look at the old lady. In those few years, I had nothing to do, and I kept her with her. The things that came down have made up for the homework that I didn't study well in school... Maybe it's a neuropathy that's contagious."
Yu Lanchuan didn't think about it, and asked casually, "What is the reason for her..."
When he said this, he suddenly realized that he had lost his words, and suddenly stopped his voice and froze.
Gan Qing turned around and looked at him from a few steps away: "Huh?"
She was wearing a down jacket that would shed hair. It cost dozens of dollars a piece in the supermarket. It smelled like chicken feathers. It was bulging like a turtle shell on her back. In an instant, Yu Lanchuan even felt that some clothes flew up and moved.
I saw her smile as if she didn't care, and took over the words for him: "Why didn't you say it? Do you want to ask why she 'entered'?"
Yu Lanchuan's throat moved with difficulty, choked, his mind went blank, like a murderer who was exposed on the spot by Conan, and he didn't know how to explain it to get over it.
"Murder." Gan Qing said lightly, "She stabbed him to death while the man who beat her was drunk."
Yu Lanchuan was speechless.
Gan Qing bowed her head and smiled, continued walking, turned her back to him and waved her hand: "There's nothing to keep secret - isn't that what Yu Yan told you? I also kill people, and the person I kill is called Wei Huan, but when I kill him I was almost eighteen years old. At that time, my master didn't recognize me, and I broke my hand and betrayed me. I felt that there was nowhere to go. ."
Yu Lanchuan took a while to find his voice, and asked in a sullen voice, "Who is Wei Huan?"
Gan Qing didn't say a word, and it took a while before she said, "Jia Chou... In terms of seniority, he is my senior brother and my enemy."
Yu Lanchuan: "What? You Wanmuchun are not..."
"Single-line biography," Gan Qing said, "Yes, but Wei Huan was removed from the list a long time ago, and it was before I was born. I heard that when my master was in his later years, he regretted passing on Wan Muchun's kung fu, saying: Wan Muchun is evil, has a bad personality, and is easy to go crazy... His old man is a generation of everyone, maybe that's the case."
"Wei Huan... Someone told me that he is the son of my former master. I don't know if I should believe it or not. Anyway, since I had the impression, the old man was a bachelor, and he never heard him mention his wife... Maybe it was He has an extraordinary talent, he gave birth to it?" Gan Qing smiled half-sadly, "Why else would he bear the stigma of being so dirty? Wei Huan felt that he had worked so hard to cultivate a superb swordsmanship. Cutting shredded tofu is ridiculous, he has always been ambitious, and wants to eat back the golden pot where the master washed his hands. So he was expelled from the master."
"Eat back?" Yu Lanchuan asked, "Being a killer?"
"Wan Muchun's kung fu, what can't you do," Gan Qing smiled, "What other people can't do, dirty things that can't be done, can be solved with a three-inch and two-cent knife, how much money can't you get it? You have to do it every day. Cooking vegetables with soot, earning a pot of vinegar a month Someone helped him, maybe it was Xu Zhao and his like that Yang Gang said."
"Wei Xiao has always regretted that he didn't listen to his master and taught such an unworthy disciple, so he has been trying to find out his whereabouts. If he hears any strange murders, he will chase after him," Gan Qing said. After a pause, "I was adopted by him at this time. My father was killed by Wei Huan. Wei Xiao arrived in time and called the police. Wei Huan was injured and ran away, and there was no time to do anything else. My mother has been scared since then. Feeling in a trance, Wei Xiao felt sorry and moved to a neighbor to take care of us for two years... One day he was away, and when he came back, he found that my mother had committed suicide. I was three years old and was locked in a hut by her... "
Yu Lanchuan's heart trembled and looked at her with an indescribable look.
"Hey, what kind of eyes are you looking at? I don't even remember these things," Gan Qing said. "You're too young, what do you know when you're three years old—the hometown is a small place, there isn't even a welfare home, and there was no adoption at that time. It was too strict. At that time, I had no one to care about. I had no other relatives. Wei Xiao came forward and took me away. When I grew up, I learned about these things by chance, and I always hated him. Wei Xiao never told me. ... I even felt that he didn't teach me kung fu well, just to protect that person, for fear that I would seek revenge from him."
Yu Lanchuan kept his voice soft: "According to Yu Yan, this Wei Huan's fingerprints and DNA information show that he is a suspect in many unsolved criminal cases, a very vicious and dangerous person, and you were only a minor at the time. Girl, I surrendered again. If the defense lawyers were reliable, it could be said to be self-defense, but in fact it is not at all…”
"It wasn't self-defense, I was chasing him. But I wasn't very good at it, and I was miserable at the time. If I pretended to be pitiful, no one would doubt it... It's said that it was a middle school 2." Gan Qing smiled with a good temper. He got up and said, "I don't like to hear the word 'justifiable defense', because I think the implication is that the trash came to my door and wanted to do something to me. As for me, a poor little one, I screamed and murdered. So I told the police that if I didn't want to kill him, I would slash him twenty or thirty times on his neck, and he wouldn't give up his breath, and he would miss a fart."
Yu Lanchuan: "…"
"Hey, these unfortunate things are really blushing when they say it. I'm laughing." Gan Qing said eloquently, "What you've done is your own responsibility, what's the hardship and hatred. Look, I'm really grateful, so I have to cook more diligently in the future. Xiao Yu, don't be so careful and gentle, it's weird. "
Yu Lanchuan had a very subtle feeling, as if he had entered a forbidden area unintentionally and uninvited. "Three missing one hey brother, come to make a plate".
Waste of emotion!
"You think too much!" Yu Lanchuan said bluntly, "Who is being careful? Who is gentle... What! People like you are a factor of social instability. After you have been reformed once, you are not a new person. Wandering on the edge!"
Gan Qing sighed: "Hello, viewers and friends, this is 'Master Yu's Time', and it's the 'Today's Talk' column..."