Chapter 250 Causes and consequences, 'Preface' The Ugly Duckling' [Seeking monthly votes! ]

Time: February 17, 1993, before winter Notes: ['The Ugly Duckling']

There was a snowfall in Nanshan Province in 1993.

The snow was heavy, literally goose feather-like snow, and snowflakes as big as little fingers fell like cotton.

At this time, 10-year-old Chen Zhi was hiding in the snow, wearing tattered clothes and covered with a layer of snow. He was hiding in a corner, curled up and shivering.

Chen Zhi No, he should not be called Chen Zhi, he should be called Chen Hei.

No one knows what Chen Zhi’s original name is. He has no father or mother and no one knows how he survived.

He only knew that the villagers said his surname was Chen, and because of the black birthmark on his face, his peers called him Heigou. After that, he called himself Heigou. They could also call him Chen Gou, or Chen Hei.

The black dog had no home, so even on New Year's Eve, he could only curl up on the road, letting himself be covered by ice and snow.

Of course, there is more to a snowy night than just ice and snow.

“Swoosh~Bang!”

A streak of light flashed by, and the black dog shivered and looked up, with a streak of light reflected in its dark eyes.

The streams of light rushed up to the sky and exploded into gorgeous fireworks.

It's very nice and beautiful, and seems to be two extremes from the black dog.

The black dog couldn't help but be stunned.

Even the ice and snow on my body and the freezing wind didn't seem so unbearable at this moment.

But as he looked, several figures appeared in front of him, his face changed, and he quickly lowered his head.

The figure got closer and closer, and the black dog's body shook more and more.

After a moment. "Hit him!"

A childish voice sounded.

The black dog lay down skillfully, covering his head with his hands and curling up his body.

“Bang!”

The next second, stones, branches, or firecrackers hit him one after another.

The black dog buried its head and said nothing.

After being beaten for a while, the black dog couldn't bear it anymore and got up and ran outside.

Seeing this, the figures around him immediately followed with joy, laughing happily as they followed, and throwing stones and firecrackers in their hands at him continuously.

"Let's fight the Nian monster!"

"Haha, my dad bought me some firecrackers"

"Kill him, kill him!"

“.”

The black dog ran away without making a sound, leaving behind only a stained iron bowl used for eating.

Those people immediately started playing a game around the bowl, blasting the iron basin continuously. This is called "Fried Dog Bowl".

The black dog hid in the corner and watched silently.

He didn't know why he had to endure this.

These people are children.

They are children from the village.

Black Dog had no conflict with them, but the child's hatred was pure and clean, and did not need conflict as a fuse.

They just wanted to fight, so they fought, it's that simple.

Maybe because he's disgusting? Because he's ugly?

Just because I'm ugly! ?

As Black Dog looked at these children, his heart gradually became twisted, and his childish eyes were now filled with hatred.

Just because you are ugly. Just because you were born with a birthmark. Without parents, you will be bullied, beaten and oppressed!

He deserves to be beaten because he is ugly, adults don't like him because he looks disgusting, and no one will support him if he is beaten because he has no parents!

He deserved it, even though it was New Year, he deserved it, he deserved to be called Black Dog, he deserved to have his dog bowl blown up. The black dog stood in the dark and watched his only bowl for eating get blown up into the sky.

His eyes gradually became ferocious.

His thinking became more extreme.

Until “Bang!”

In a trance.

A child in the crowd stopped what he was doing and touched his head.

I felt warmth on my hands, and when I put them in front of my eyes, they turned bloodshot.

This is blood.

The boy turned his head and saw the black dog with a ferocious face, throwing another stone at him from the corner.

"Bang!"

There was blood on the forehead.

“Woo woo woo!”

The boy burst into tears, with snot and tears flowing together.

The children around were frightened and didn't know what to do. They ran home to find their parents.

The boy's parents came, and he felt so wronged that he threw himself into their arms and cried.

The black dog was beaten by the other party's angry father.

New Year's Eve.

The black dog sat alone in the corner, with a cardboard box next to him. This was his temporary home.

He sat in the box with a bruised face.

Children always like to crawl into boxes, imagining that the boxes are castles.

This dirty, water-soaked cardboard box is the black dog's home. He stared blankly at the snow outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

later.

The black dog never cried again after being beaten.

Dogs will bite people, and the black dog knows this. Some dogs are very cowardly, while some dogs are very crazy.

The former are easily bullied by children, but adults will avoid the latter.

The black dog became a mad dog.

Whenever he saw the children from his past, he would beat them up first. If there was food, he would snatch the food away. If there was money, he would snatch the money away.

That’s not all.

He also stole and smashed things!

When you are hungry, steal other people’s chickens; when you have no money, steal money; when you have no clothes, steal clothes!

If you go to the village, you will always see Mad Dog wearing tattered clothes, such as large-sized leather shoes and women's clothes.

Mad Dog is neither fish nor fowl and looks like a little hooligan.

People around him are very worried, afraid that he will become even worse when he grows up.

So the villagers were very angry again.

Whenever Mad Dog was caught stealing, he would inevitably be beaten.

After being beaten for a while, the mad dog got used to it, and would feel proud and lucky when he escaped occasionally.

Of course, being caught doesn’t just mean being beaten up.

He was taken to the police station.

But fortunately, the mad dog has not yet reached adulthood.

The much-discussed juvenile law seemed sacred and great at this moment. Mad Dog did not actually go to jail, and there was no criminal record in the file.

At the age of 11, he was only criticized and scolded a few times.

Over time, he became a frequent visitor to the police station.

This kind of life lasted for a year, from the age of ten to eleven, until one day, something happened in the village.

The government decided to help the poor.

To get rich, you must first build roads. Besides roads, there is knowledge and culture.

Several villages were integrated together and a few thatched houses were built, which became the school.

Having a school is not enough, we also need teachers.

There are only a few people in the village who can read, so where can we get a teacher? The government sent a volunteer teacher.

The volunteer teacher was a female teacher, and she seemed to be from the city.

"Which village is in the city?"

When Mad Dog heard the news, he thought about it seriously. For the first time, he felt that there seemed to be other places in the world besides these villages.

So Mad Dog decided to go and take a look at this teacher from the village in the city.

But you can't go directly.

Why? Because there is no adult who doesn’t hate him when they see him. They either avoid him or settle old scores with him.

So, Mad Dog complacently used his experience to make a plan.

When he was at school, he would quietly run to the thatched hut and carefully look inside through the window.

But the visibility is not very good, I can only see the back.

Two arms, two legs, and a head.

Just like myself.

But the words, the voice, and the tone were something he had never seen before.

Mad Dog lay in the corner of the window, listening carefully.

He sometimes reads along.

Mad Dog didn't know why, but deep down, he had a strong desire for this thing.

Even when he stole a cell phone, he was reluctant to sell it. Instead, he used a sound recording function he discovered to secretly record sounds outside and then listened to them slowly in a cardboard box at night.

But this is the last time I heard it.

One day.

At lunch, Black Dog sat in the corner and watched the children eat their lunch with his eyes wide open and his saliva drooling.

The noise was seen by several adults, who thought it was the children who had not paid for their meals.

But when I looked closer, I found it was a mad dog.

Several people's faces suddenly turned gloomy. Just as they were about to hit someone, the mad dog had already run away.

"What's wrong?"

The volunteer teacher noticed the commotion here, turned his head and looked over, asking suspiciously.

"Nothing, I just met a jinx!"

The man said with a gloomy face, and at the same time looked around and decided to strengthen the maintenance of the fence.

"What do you mean by unlucky star?" The volunteer teacher was puzzled by what he said.

"I'm telling you, you're a new teacher, and you don't know there's a wild kid in the village."

"That little bastard is crazy, he doesn't listen to reason at all, he smashes and robs every day"

"Stay away if you see me"

Listening to the loud discussions behind him, Mad Dog ran faster and faster.

I haven't been to school since then.

He felt that the school was just so-so and he could attend classes as long as he wanted.

The mad dog continued to smash, loot and rob. Although this kind of life was dangerous, it was at least possible to survive.

He continued to reign supreme.

People from several nearby villages who moved here gradually became aware of his reputation.

He successfully evolved from a mad dog to a mangy dog.

Even if it's a trash can, seeing him would probably make people feel unlucky.

Of course, there are no trash cans.

Mad Dog rummaged through the garbage dump here. In order to find something to eat, he knew all the places where garbage was dumped.

There was no trash can, so he didn't feel like he was no match for it.

But at least in the eyes of others, he is just a scabby boy.

Fortunately, Mad Dog was not only not angry, but also smiled smugly, and occasionally looked disdainful.

later.

The garbage dump is empty.

No, or rather, there is no more edible garbage.

That was Chinese New Year time.

February 9, 1994.

Today is New Year's Eve.

The mad dog was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore.

During the Chinese New Year, every household stays at home, and the garbage is often inedible.

He had no way of sneaking in to steal, because once he entered the door, he would see several adults.

Even if he had money, it was useless because the convenience store was not open at all.

He didn't know what he could eat, or if he could survive New Year's Eve.

In a trance.

Mad Dog remembered a place.

School.

The school has a cafeteria where we eat, and there is swill in the cafeteria. Although someone knows how to deal with the swill.

But what if, what if it's not cleaned up? As long as I can fill my stomach, that's fine.

The mad dog dragged his limp body towards the school.

But when he walked to the school and saw the clean泔水桶, he was suddenly filled with despair.

Just when he was thinking about where to grab some.

In a trance, an alluring fragrance drifted into his nostrils.

Mad Dog paused, followed the scent, and came to a thatched hut behind the school.

The thatched house had two bedrooms and a living room, and was very simple, but a sumptuous meal was placed in the living room.

This is the New Year's Eve dinner, with fish, duck and pork.

The mad dog stared with his eyes wide open. He swallowed, made up his mind, and climbed in through the window. He stood in front of the table and kept stuffing food into his mouth with his hands.

"ah!"

An adult in the room was startled by the sudden scene and stood aside.

The mad dog ignored him and tried his best to stuff more food into his mouth.

One bite, two bites, three bites. He had never eaten such delicious food.

The mad dog is not full, but his mind is normal.

There were people around him, but he was not afraid.

Fear comes from the unknown.

He knew how he would be treated.

It was nothing more than a beating.

Or he would call the police and be thrown into the police station to spend the New Year. This is how he has spent the past two years.

But the mad dog closed his eyes and stuffed food into his mouth while waiting. He waited for a long time, but no one called the police or slapped him in the face.

He suddenly hesitated, opened his eyes and looked forward.

He saw a woman.

She looked at him, and their eyes met.

The woman didn't hit him.

She said, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

In an instant.

The black dog was stunned.

After hearing these six words, he felt panic in his heart. He looked around subconsciously, and when he saw no one was around, he lowered his head.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He continued to bury his head, pinching the food with his greasy hands and stuffing it into his mouth.

Eat and eat.

The black dog suddenly started crying.

His body was shaking and he was crying very hard.

Tears as big as beans dripped into her hands, mixed with the food, and she stuffed them into her mouth while crying.

He didn't know why he was crying, but he just couldn't stop.

The woman sat aside without saying anything.

She rubbed the black dog's head.

She said:

"At your age, you need to go to school."

Liu Jia is 23 years old and has just graduated from a normal school.

In fact, she didn't want to go to teach.

But unfortunately, there are not many careers that girls can pursue in my hometown.

Service industry, civil service exam, teacher.

She would definitely not choose the former as it is too tiring and hard. She wants to be a teacher, but the competition among ordinary teachers is fierce and it is difficult to move up.

So, she went to teach.

There are benefits to teaching in remote areas. If a certain number of years are met, the government will give preferential treatment to the teachers.

Liu Jia came to a remote village in Nanshan Province.

When she first arrived here, she was still very annoyed.

It's dirty here, the people are uncultured, the food is bad, the accommodation is bad, and the environment is terrible!

To be honest, in the past month, Liu Jia had the thought of running away countless times.

But I still suppressed it, until later, during the Chinese New Year, I completely gave up on this idea.

She picked up a child during the Chinese New Year.

It looks weird, but it's just a birthmark, so Liu Jia doesn't care.

The child was a very well behaved one, and she didn't know why the villagers would give such negative comments.

Liu Jia didn't want him to go out and fool around at this age, so she laughed and locked the kid up.

Locked up in school.

Let this kid who eats her New Year's Eve dinner also have a taste of the hard days she had when she was in school.

As for what it's called? "What's your name?" Liu Jia asked.

"Mad Dog." Mad Dog said complacently.

“Bang!”

Liu Jia tapped his head, thought for a long time, and asked.

"What's your last name?"

Seeing that he was about to be beaten again, the "crazy" mad dog thought quickly and recalled a word, "Chen."

Liu Jia held her head high. Even as a little girl, she felt like she had a little follower.

"Then your name will be Chen Zhi from now on!"

From then on.

The mad dog had a name.

His name is neither Chen Hei nor Laipigou.

His name is Chen Zhi, "Erdong Chen" means "aspirations of a scholar", indicating that one should have ambitions.

After entering the school, Liu Jia discovered.

This kid is so smart! He mastered everything in less than half a year in the sixth grade of elementary school! In the three years of junior high school, he learned faster than others, learned the essence, and mastered it well! At this time.

Liu Jia is already twenty-seven.

She stayed in the village for four years, three years longer than she had expected.

She could have left, but she didn't. During these four years, she met many children like Chen Zhi, and also saw the pitiful and flattering look of the village chief.

She knows.

If I leave, perhaps no one will come here anymore.

The village will remain the same as it was when she first saw it, which she disliked.

So, Liu Jia stayed.

But the village is still poor.

A person cannot change the four words "poor country skin".

Nothing else to say.

It’s just Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi's tuition made Liu Jia look worried.

Chen Zhi has no income, so she is responsible for all expenses. This child is actually very easy to raise, as long as he has food to eat, and it never costs any money.

But even so, I can't afford it.

Liu Jia asked her family for money, and her relatives were very angry. They were angry that she had not saved any money for four years, and they were even more angry that she did not come back. Over time, they simply cut off contact.

From now on.

It’s even more difficult for Liu Jia.

One day.

"How about I not go to high school and take the college entrance exam?"

At the dinner table, the silent Chen Zhi suddenly asked tentatively.

What greeted him was Liu Jia's sandbag-like fist.

"What are you doing if you don't go to school? You're looking for death!"

Liu Jia slapped him mercilessly.

But the problem will not disappear with this slap.

Liu Jia still has to face money problems.

It's not all bad news though.

She thought of the charity! "Ms. Liu, it's not that I don't want to give this money, but I have to give it to people in need."

"Our village needs it. It's a key poverty-stricken village where people can't even afford to go to school!"

"Hey, you're anxious again, aren't you?"

A pot-bellied man was very unhappy and then said, "You need evidence if you are short of money. If you don't provide evidence, do you think I have to give money to anyone who asks for it? Isn't this ridiculous?"

Liu Jia held his breath and threw out various reports and materials from the village.

But what a pity.

"I'm sorry, but you don't meet our standards."

The man glanced at it casually and then spoke.

"Why is it not consistent?!"

Liu Jia suppressed her anger and said with a smile: "The donated money was originally for the child, and the child needs it, can't you just give the money directly!?"

Hearing this.

The man's face changed and became extremely gloomy.

"Charity organizations also need money to run!"

"We are out of money. How about this? You go get 500 yuan for emergency use."

"Didn't a boss just donate several million not long ago? How could it be useless?"

Liu Jia said in a low voice.

The man suddenly became angry and slammed the table hard.

"What on earth are you doing?"

He was about to get angry, but when he looked up, he took a closer look at Liu Jia's appearance for the first time.

This sight stunned him and he looked the other person up and down.

Liu Jia is very beautiful. She is a scholar with a delicate look. She has been a teacher for a long time, so she has a unique aura. With a little dressing up, she can be eye-catching even without makeup.

The man narrowed his eyes.

"It's not impossible to give this money."

Liu Jia paused, subconsciously feeling that nothing good was going to happen, but when she thought of Chen Zhi, she was silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"Then how can I give it to you?"

This world can be quite abstract and difficult sometimes.

What you call standards are not actually standards.

The amount of donation is not actually determined by whether you are pitiful or in need.

Donations don’t necessarily go to good causes.

The money you donate may not necessarily reach those in need.

oh.

wrong.

It can be sent.

One million is about three hundred? Five hundred?

The financial aid Liu Jia needs cannot be obtained simply by not having enough money to go to school.

You have to sleep with me.

It’s probably like ordering a princess in a KTV.

"Mr. Zhang, let me tell you, in this piece of land in Nanshan Province, no matter who you want to sleep with, I can arrange it for you!"

At the dining table, the pot-bellied man patted his chest and made an assurance to the other man.

"Pick any one and I'll arrange it for you tonight!"

"real?"

The general has a smiling face.

"Really, play however you want!"

The man assured again.

"Nothing will happen?"

"How could something go wrong? They don't want the money anymore!?"

Mr. Zhang smiled, and the beastly desire in his heart turned into flames burning in his eyes.

He licked his lips.

Finally, a few photos were pointed out.

These are a few students and a few teachers.

2002.

Zhang Hao has gone too far.

If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet.

He played bigger and wilder.

Abuse, beating, and even insulting others' personality.

During the day he is an entrepreneur and philanthropist admired by everyone; at night he is a local tyrant who holds the power of life and death over others.

Becoming more and more careless.

Until one day, he became more and more excited, and strangled a woman to death with the leash in his hand like he was walking a dog.

After the person died, Zhang Hao was not panicked.

Just one person died.

"Haha, their lives are cheap, not as good as ours."

The pot-bellied man was smiling while talking on the phone, with his men who were dismembering the body beside him. He glanced at the belt in his hand and threw it into the trash can.

"They are just a bunch of low-class people."

"If you die, you die."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"Let's play together next time."

Zhang Hao on the other side of the phone also had a smile on his face and replied, "Come again next time."

Human life is cheap.

Like a blade of grass.

The disappearance of one person will not cause much commotion.

Some people may feel puzzled, but they will not delve too deeply into it.

Just like what the man said.

Liu Jia's life is cheap.

Too.

People who need to sleep with someone countless times to get a little bit of donation really have a "cheap" life, otherwise they wouldn't need to sleep with someone.

But. This is within the rules.

Outside the rules, a man's anger will cause blood to splatter five steps!

A silent man opened his notebook.

Liu Jia once told Chen Zhi that the ugly duckling will become a white swan.

Later in 2004, inside the interrogation room.

Chen Zhi looked at Xu Hao. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but in the end he just smacked his lips.

"Ducks and geese are two different creatures."

“It will never change in my lifetime.”

"but"

"The fate is the same."

(End of this chapter)