It is said that the leader of the commune led a group of people driving a tractor directly into the village, and then began to move the cabinets from house to house.

The villagers looked like they were from the commune, and none of them dared to resist. Because they know in their hearts that the consequences of rebellion are unimaginable. What is closed in a black house, wearing a "top hat", and paradizing on the street, these are nothing.

Many people were taken away and then put to death. Such examples are not unprecedented, so the villagers can only stare dryly, and dare not say a word. The Red Guards moved all the cabinets in the village to the village, and not only the cabinets, but also the clothes that were not taken out in time were burned clean by a fire.

And that's not all, because the "main culprit" has not yet appeared. Who is the "main culprit"?

It was the painter Wang Cripple who painted these paintings. In fact, at that time, Wang Cripple was not lame, and he looked polite and talented.

But the more he looked like this, the more he was hated by these Red Guards. Because in their eyes, if anything is related to art, there is no good thing.

Although Wang Cripple looks like a gentleman, he is actually a practitioner. Four or five Red Guards with big shoulders and round waists failed to restrain him, but they were all beaten with blue noses and swollen faces. The leaders of the commune saw that he was going to rebel. So he immediately sent someone to find the police, and after the police came, without saying a word, he knocked down Wang Cripple with one shot. And his leg was disabled for life because of this shot.

When the lame daughter-in-law saw that her husband was about to be taken away, she knew that there was no return. So she begged with a big belly, but those Red Guards were all vicious, and how could they heed her pleas.

When the lame king's daughter-in-law saw that she couldn't ask for it, she went to the people in the village, hoping that they could help save the lame king. But the people in the village did not dare to meddle in this matter at all, because everyone was afraid that they would be convicted of a joint crime. The daughter-in-law of the lame king was wiped out, and she was forced to have no choice but to fight to the death.

But even so, these hard-hearted Red Guards remained unmoved. I don't know which bad seed actually kicked Wang's lame daughter-in-law in the stomach. This kick was so hard that the lame daughter-in-law of the king was bleeding on the spot.

Everyone in the village was so frightened that no one stepped forward to help with the treatment. Wang lame watched his daughter-in-law die of hemorrhage for a while, and he couldn't stop crying.

When the people of the commune saw that there was a fatality, and that the king's lame leg was also useless, they finally spared him in this way. After the commune people left, the lame man cried for three days and three nights while holding his wife's body. In the end, the people in the village couldn't bear it, so they got a coffin and sent it to him.

Perhaps the lame king figured it out and quickly put his wife in a coffin and buried her. And from then on, the king was as if he had changed as a different person. Hippie smiling all day long, the east beggs for wine and drinks, and the west begs for food. In a blink of an eye, decades have passed.

The above is the tragic past that the lame king told us, and after he finished speaking, he was already in tears. Speaking from the heart, I have all kinds of feelings at this moment.

In the depths of my heart, I sympathize with this lame king. In the end, he is just an honest man, a person who is willing to be kind to others. But even so, he still ended up like this. He said he resented the people in the village, and that this resentment was not unfounded.

After all, it was the villagers who told his name and chose to ignore his daughter-in-law when he was bleeding profusely. But then again, it would not be reasonable to put all the hatred on the people of this village. No one has the obligation to help others, it is their duty not to help, and it is a good person to help.

This is like an old woman who has fallen down on the road, who dares to help her? What if she is falsely accused? But if she doesn't help her, this old woman is very likely to have an accident.

What if, I mean what if. If this old woman really died because she had no one to help her, should her family treat those indifferent passers-by as enemies?

Obviously not right. Speaking of the cripple Wang, he actually has no reason to regard these villagers as enemies.

After all, that is their freedom, and as for conscience condemnation, it is a matter of human nature.

After the lame man told the story, he cried for more than ten minutes before he reached out and wiped away his tears.

"Kid, don't you want to hear it? I told you, do you think these people deserve to die?"

I knew that the lame king would definitely ask me this, so I replied directly: "They deserve to die, but it's not you who will carry it out." You don't have the power to take their lives away because they don't owe you anything. ”

Hearing this, the lame king sneered and said, "You kid is a little funny, why don't you owe me anything? I shouldn't kill them, so who is qualified to kill them?"

I sighed softly, and then replied, "They didn't help, it's their personal problem, it's none of your business." Since they have chosen to be indifferent, they are bound to be condemned by their conscience. They are the only ones who are qualified to kill them, and I think that even after all these years, they will still dream of the tragedy from time to time. It is precisely because of this that they will be more selfless and good to you. Auntie, am I right?"

When the old lady heard this, tears fell instantly. "Yes, we blame ourselves all the time, if we could have helped back then, maybe the lame brother's daughter-in-law would be fine. I can often dream of a lame daughter-in-law, who is a good person. She also helped me with needlework from time to time, but ...... But why didn't we help back then? Woohoo......"

At this point, she couldn't stop crying.

When the lame king heard this, he laughed miserably and said, "Ha...... Self-blame? Is self-blame useful? Can I blame my daughter-in-law for life? And my unborn children, what mistakes did they make? Why treat them like this. Yes...... Ah......h

I looked at the crippled Wang in pain, and the old lady who was in tears like rain, at this moment, I was actually in a very heavy mood. This is what we often call regret, regret. If they could turn back the clock, I think they would choose to help. But the question is, can we turn back time? Can the tragedy be changed?

The answer is no, yes, no. So here, I would also like to say a word of nonsense. In this world, if everyone chooses to be indifferent, then this world is full of coldness.

But if everyone can choose to be kind, then the world will be full of love. Don't do something you regret and make some good memories for yourself. After the cripple man shouted a few times, a pair of eyes suddenly turned blood-red.

When I saw this, I couldn't help but shudder. One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon!

And now the cripple Wang finally chose hatred, so he has become a demon!