Chapter 21 Chapter 20 Washing hands and quitting?

Pants pockets and jacket pockets were opened one after another, and the cables of large and small bags were pulled open one by one.No, indeed not. The military ration stamps that may have really cost the lives of Lao Zheng's family should have been washed away by the river by now. "No, really not!" Er Dongzi somewhat gained confidence. "Okay, I believe you. You two, get up." Old Wei sat down tremblingly. The three of them sat down again and continued to drink.Drinking this wine is too painful, like drinking poison.Liu Haizhu's legs were sifting through the chaff all the time, his little face turned pale with fright, and he kept swallowing saliva to relieve his tension.

Can be regarded as the top to 11:00 in the evening. "Uncle Wei, I'll take Er Dongzi to the train." "Go! I'm asleep!" Under the moonlight that was not alluring, Liu Haizhu and Er Dongzi walked out of the iron gate of Old Weitou's house, walked through countless winding alleys, and finally walked out of the shanty town.The whole way, Er Dongzi and Liu Haizhu didn't say a word.These two kind-hearted people are actually suffering in their hearts. It wasn't until he was almost at the train station that Liu Haizhu, who had been silent all the way, said, "Er Dongzi, why did you lie just now?"

Er Dongzi was extremely depressed: "What if I don't lie? If I don't lie, Uncle Wei can send us both to the Public Security Bureau." "Can he really?" "I think it can. Besides, what's the use of sending us to the Public Security Bureau? Can you commute that old Zheng's sentence? If we didn't throw away the pile of military food stamps, I would admit it today." "Do you think Uncle Wei trusts us? I'm afraid to go back now." "I believe it. He has no way not to believe it, and he has no evidence. Why don't you dare to go back?! If you don't go back, don't you admit that we stole something?"

"What about the family?" "..." Er Dongzi was also silent. "...I really dare not look at the faces of those two women today." "Zhuzi, I won't say much else. I'll come back next month and bring you some money. You can find a way to secretly help that family. Here, you should listen to Uncle Wei more." Liu Haizhu and Er Dongzi hugged each other, tears streaming down their faces.They both knew it: they had ruined the backbone of a family that was already on the verge of collapse.This home is finished, completely finished. Before getting into the car, Er Dongzi said, "Zhuzi, I washed my hands."

Liu Haizhu squeezed Er Dongzi's hand tightly, unable to say a word.He is also guilty, perhaps more serious than Er Dongzi's. If it weren't for his joke, what happened next would definitely not happen. At night, Liu Haizhu mustered up his courage and walked into the labyrinth-like Dayue Sigong Village again.Liu Haizhu was in a daze and couldn't see the road in front of him at all.What emerged in front of his eyes were: the middle-aged soldier Lao Zheng holding his black leather bag tightly, those colorful military food coupons floating in the water, the desperate eyes of his sister-in-law and sister, and the roar of old Wei. Then the face with bulging veins.

Liu Haizhu seemed to have auditory hallucinations, and he seemed to hear the old Wei's roar again: "I'll ask you again! Did you take that package of food stamps!"