as pure as a radish

The dark night passed, and when it was just dawn, we arrived at the destination passenger station in one car.

Although I only come back once a year, the changes here are really slow, so I am still familiar with everything here.I have a rough impression of where my former classmates and teachers lived, and I know a thing or two about what their family members do.In addition, I basically know which streets in this city are bustling, which streets are less crowded, and where to buy what.

Therefore, it is not difficult for me to avoid acquaintances and go to Y's parents' house with a little dress up.On the road, I bought a sun hat with a wide brim and a yellow wig that travelers often wear. Wearing them, I knocked on the door of Y's parents' house.Although I have been good friends with Y, her family has never seen me, and with the cover of the hat and wig, I am sure that what I say next will not arouse the other party's suspicion too much.

The door was answered by an elderly woman who must have been Y's mother.

I held onto my big water bottle hanging on my shoulder bag, and asked with no local accent, "Auntie, I'm here for tourism, do you know where the bus from here to the bus station is?" Y's parents My home is at the foot of a well-known mountain, and there are many people who come to travel, and their home is located by the side of the road. I guess many tourists have disturbed them before me.

"There is a small store at the entrance of the village, but there is only a car in the afternoon." The other party replied.This is the answer I expected.

The opportunity came as planned, I was surprised and embarrassed, "It's only in the afternoon?! What should I do??"

"The ones who come to climb the mountain only go down in the afternoon, and go directly by car after going down the mountain. Without you, you go down now." The other party's tone is getting worse and worse, obviously he thinks I'm annoying.

I took off the kettle, "Can I go to my aunt's house to get some hot water?" The other person's face immediately fell, but before she waved her hand, I quickly took out ten yuan.In this way, I followed her smoothly and entered her bungalow together.

"Hey, I'm eating." I yelled out when I saw two men eating breakfast around the table in the courtyard of the bungalow.

I deliberately walked over and admired their breakfast.After that, of course, with the help of Qian again, I successfully sat down with their family and had breakfast.

The meal was almost finished, the woman got up to clear the table, the two men sat still, the old man was picking his teeth, and the young man was playing with his mobile phone.I know that the old man must be Y's father, and the young man must be Y's brother.

"Is there only one son in the family?" I asked.

The older man hummed.

I can't just be fooled like this, so I continued to insinuate, "Why didn't you have more children when you were young? Brothers and sisters are so lively together. Now they can take care of each other. It would be great to start a small business together."

"There is a daughter." The woman who was washing dishes at the faucet not far away said.

"That's good, both children and happiness." There was a breakthrough, and I couldn't help being a little excited, "Why isn't my daughter at home today? Is she married?"

"Marry XX." The woman said a foul word.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"There is no such person in this family!" The old man interrupted suddenly.

I took a special look at the man who was playing the game. This man didn't speak or raise his eyes the whole time, as if he was in two worlds with us.The culprit even left himself clean!I stared at him fiercely, wanting to throw him into the cauldron where the woman fried dough sticks just now.

"Is this a conflict?" I asked following their words.

"Ouch." The woman spoke again, "Everyone is dead. I won't mention it."

die? ! ! Y is dead? ! !I was shocked, and hurried to make sure what she said was true, "Dead?? Your daughter died?? When did it happen?? What happened recently?? How did you die?? How do you know she died?? "

The two elderly people looked at me who was incoherent at the same time. I swallowed, regretting that I didn't hold my breath, and hurriedly put away my emotions and said lightly, "Die at a young age, don't you feel bad..."

"It's fine if you're dead." The woman came over, "An unlucky guy, it's unlucky, and it will harm the whole family while alive."

At least I wouldn't use these words to describe Y, I gritted my teeth and continued to make sure, "How did you die?"

The woman said, "The murderer was not caught, so he sent a death certificate. The police said that it might be some kind of itinerant robber. Anyway, it's hard to catch..."

"Stop talking!" the old man stopped, with an expression of extreme disgust on his face, and even pushed down the water glass on the table.

"All right, all right." The woman was also annoyed, "You think I want to talk? Why are you losing your temper!"

"Arguing about a dog." The young man was suddenly furious.

I too have had enough of this place and left immediately.

Sitting in the car on the way back, two completely opposite emotions were biting each other in my body-one wanted to laugh wildly, and the other wanted to cry wildly.In addition, I also felt that there are countless strands of force that I don't know where to rush out of my body from the top of my head, limbs, and chest cavity.I could only hold on tightly to the corner of my clothes, desperately holding back all these emotions and strength in my stomach.

When the car arrived at the toll booth, I wanted to let go of my hands and straighten myself up, but my hands didn't listen to me at all, and I kept a stiff fist clenched for a long time.It wasn't until the last moment before getting out of the car that the ten fingers could barely stretch out.

I didn't go home directly, I bought a bottle of white wine and three glasses, and then went straight to the short building.I didn't hesitate when I walked into the low building.Going upstairs, knocking on the door, opening wine, pouring wine, I didn't delay a single action for a second.

Three glasses of white wine were placed on the small square table in Wenyue's room, and all my eyes were on it.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yue's voice trembled a little.

I picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Wen Yue. She didn't pick it up at first, but I put the wine in front of her without moving, and she was finally forced to pick it up.

Then I grab the middle glass. "Old Yu, goodbye." I meditated in my heart.With a flick of the wrist, a glass of wine spilled on the ground.

"What are you??" Wen Yue's voice turned high.

I ignored her, raised the remaining glass and drank it down.Putting the empty glass back on the square table, I did nothing but stared at the wine in Wen Yue's hand.

"Okay." After a long time, Wen Yue compromised. With a painful expression, Wen Yue drank the wine forcefully, and then began to hold her stomach.

"Yes, wine is very spicy." I finally wanted to say something, "But this is what you have to drink."

Wen Yue walked into the kitchen, brought out a kettle, and put the kettle on the square table. Wen Yue took some tea and put it into the ceramic cup that was originally on the square table, then poured hot water into the ceramic cup, and brewed the cup Tea, blowing and sipping. "They haven't come back yet, you leave early."

"Is she in pain?" I didn't care what Wen Yue said at all.The "she" I refer to is Y of course.Wen Yue has Y's pen, if she is not the last person to touch Y, I would not believe it.

Is it Wen Yuexia's hand?It could be her, but it could also be one or several of them.But no matter what, they can do such bastard things as robbery and murder.

"Who..." Wen Yue asked disdainfully.

Me: "Yes, you probably don't even know her."

Wen Yue: "I don't understand what you're saying. Have you finished drinking? Go away after drinking, and don't come here in the future."

These words came from the mouth of the murderer or the accomplice, sounding inexplicably harsh, I was completely controlled by the forces in my body that were about to rush out, grabbed Wen Yue's collar, and asked with red eyes, "Is she in pain? I’ll ask you if she’s in pain! Is she in pain? Is it in pain?

What answer do I want to hear?I guess Y pain or no pain?I asked myself.Then deflated.Loosening Wenyue's collar, I hung my head and laughed on the spot.

Wen Yue stayed there, didn't fight back, and didn't scold any crazy words.

I laughed until I was hoarse again.Looking up, Wen Yue looked at me, and I looked at her.

"Humph...huh...huh..." I sneered a few times, the person across from him looked ordinary except for being thin and tall and hiding his gender, just like everyone on the street, but, " Do you like the feeling of killing people?"