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Chapter 47 The mirror of the year

Shannanshuibei 韩少功 989Words 2018-03-19
Father Qing said as soon as he entered the door: "Do you think this is strange? Bosnia and Herzegovina are still fighting. Why can't the United Nations stop shouting?" I said, "I asked you not to buy lottery tickets (private lottery), but you are still buying. The township government has called you so many times, has it stopped you?" He smiled embarrassingly, hehehe, and changed the subject: "Why do you think Cheng Siwei can talk like this? He is very knowledgeable, really knowledgeable. He will talk for an hour or two without taking a break or drinking saliva." !"

I am not very familiar with Cheng Siwei, let alone what this big man in Beijing has said recently.To be honest, every time I see Father Qing come over, I always get a lot of important news from him to make up for my ignorance. Speaking of people with the surname Cheng, Father Qing said that people with the surname Cheng are rare, but there was one in Baxidong before.And that leads to a story.It is said that during the period of the Republic of China, a new school was established in Dongli, and the first new school was established.A woman surnamed Cheng came from Anhui, she was a temporary teacher in the school, taught students to sing a lot of foreign songs, she was also pretty, and almost attracted young women from all over Dongdong to come to the school to peek at her bright eyes and bright teeth , as well as a small cheongsam and a foreign harmonica.

When the Japanese army attacked Changsha, batches of Japanese military planes often flew in, probably using the Miluo River as a ground guidepost to bomb the national army.Following Shangfeng's instructions, the local government ordered all the mirrors to be confiscated, saying that the mirrors could signal and point the direction of Japanese aircraft, so anyone who kept the mirrors privately would be treated as a traitor.The female teacher from Anwei often combed her hair and was reluctant to hand in the mirror. Later, she was reported and sent to the county government prison.It is said that the informer was a local ruffian who once filled a tea tray with Guangyang and invited the female teacher to accompany him to celebrate his birthday.The female teacher refused and tore up the invitation.

The local ruffian became angry and sued the county government office, saying that the songs taught by the female teacher were Japanese songs, and the harmonica she played was Japanese products. Sometimes they went up the mountain not to pick any flowers, but to use mirrors to signal Japanese planes.These rumors became more and more evil.The chief judge of the county government sent people to search, and they found the female teacher's mirror, plus a cane punishment, forcing the other party to beat her into a trick, and finally killed her as a traitor. Afterwards, Gou Guan boasted: That woman is so obedient, she dazzles me.If I don't give a heavy sentence, people will definitely say that I am lecherous—wouldn't my reputation be ruined by her?

This is a traitor case that has been circulating for a long time.Many years later, the woman's family came from Anwei to search for the corpse. When they dug up the woman's grave, they found that the coffin and bones had been turned into putrid mud. Only one heart was intact, and even the fresh blood was still there. People were shocked.There is a legend from the mountain people: that woman was too wronged, so her heart will never die. The false accuser soon became seriously ill, and his stomach was distended like a drum.The family invited the teacher to copy the Buddhist scriptures in order to make a wish to eliminate the disaster.Unexpectedly, as soon as the first teacher picked up the brush, there was a loud rattling in his hand, and the brush broke in the middle, and it became a strip of strips, which could not be used to write down.The second master was prepared and brought a sturdy copper pen.This pen is not broken, but it is obviously dipped in ink, and when it falls on the paper, it turns red, like a stream of blood gushing from the end, so scared that the writer fell on the spot, unable to speak, and had to be handed over to the porter. Carry it home.

The false accuser died a few months later.
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