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Qin Chizian was born in the early 1970s in the rural area of Jiangbei. Since she opened her eyes, all she saw was the capital letter "poverty."
Because of poverty, people live a stifled life.
In the production team, they distribute "fallen seedling melons" (the last batch of very poor-quality melons). When the team leader Wu Dezi distributed them to his own family, not only were the baskets full of unripe bitter melons, but he also pressed the scale pole so much that it could hardly hold the weight.
Mother had just wanted to say something when the woman, Wu Dezi, who was picking melons next to her, glared fiercely with her triangular eyes and said, "Do you want some? If you don't, you won't even have this!"
When it was the turn of Mong Tsuihua, the man who died at the west end of the village, although Wu Dezi woman's eyes flashed with malice, she still picked a full basket of ripe, large melons while looking at Wu Dezi and showing tenderness towards this widow.
In full view of the public, Wu Dezi took the opportunity while passing the basket to not only touch Aunt Tsuihua's hand, but also took the chance to rub her waist, which was only covered by a thin shirt: "Sister, my brother has passed away. I will come to your house tonight to help you with the chores."
Mong Tsuihua showed no joy or sorrow, no anger or annoyance on her face, and she walked away with difficulty, bowing her head and carrying the basket.
What can she do? Without a man at home, as a woman, she can't earn work points if she has to take care of the children. Without work points, she can't get rations. At least others have in-laws, but she has nothing except for the dead man buried in the ground. When he comes at night, let him come. In the face of life, reputation and face are not important.
Qin Chizian doesn't understand: Working late at night, still need to turn on the lights, isn't kerosene expensive?
Everyone is afraid of Wu Dezi, including Qin Chizian from childhood.
The eggs of the bitter melon, which are larger than eggs, were peeled and gutted one by one by Qin Qihua, then washed with well water, sprinkled with coarse salt to make "pickles." Qin Chizian and his younger siblings squatted there, eagerly hoping that there would be at least one, even if it was "80% ripe," so that the three of them could taste a real sweet melon.
To their disappointment, there were none. Every single melon egg was bitter, and that bitterness has been embedded in Qin Chizian's memory ever since, impossible to erase.
Slightly older, Qin Chizian understood what Wu Dezi was doing at Aunt Tsuihua's house at night, and also understood Aunt Tsuihua's hardship.
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He didn't finish elementary school. By the time he reached fifth grade, because his younger brother and sister were also supposed to start school, his family couldn't afford to pay the three yuan for tuition fees and book costs. To be honest, he didn't have the motivation to continue studying.
This family is too poor, and life is too stifling.
The year I dropped out of elementary school, Qin Chizian planned a "catching adultery" drama.
Over the years, Wu Dezi has been secretly involved with Mong Tsuihua, knowing that Aunt Tsuihua was forced by life to become a "mistress." But Qin Chizian didn't care about anything, and after dealing with Wu Dezi, Aunt Tsuihua was finally liberated.
It's summer again, and it's nighttime.
Qin Chizian hid early in the haystack near Aunt Tsuihua's house, waiting to watch the "show" from the cracks in the wheat.
He knew that today Wu Dezi was coming to Aunt Tsuihua's place. Early in the morning, he tore out a page from a workbook he no longer needed and wrote an anonymous letter with a pencil, which he sent to the old man at the commune gate: "Sir, I am from Hu Family Village. There is a letter here for Jin Shu at the police station."
The old man guarding the gate, with his dim eyes, said, "Who are you? I don't know you."
Qin Chizian chuckled and said, "I'm Qin Chizian. Jin Beishang is my paternal uncle. You've forgotten. I've been here to play with him several times."
The old man didn't recognize anyone and wouldn't even recognize who he was, but he still took the letter and said, "Okay, he will come to work later, I'll remember to give it to him."
Qin Chizian took a few steps and then turned back, saying, "Sir, please don't forget!"
It's getting dark, and at this time the rural areas still don't have electricity. Once it's night, it's pitch black everywhere. Qin Chizian patiently waits, knowing that Director Jin Beishang from the police station will definitely come.
At this time, there are very few public security cases, so there's no reason for the police station to issue fines.
At present, extramarital affairs between men and women are just a matter of morality, but in that era, the nature of the issue and how to handle it were all determined by the police station.
Sure enough, Qin Chizian first saw Wu Dezi humming "Eighteen Touches" from the crevices of the wheat grass, knocking on Aunt Tsuihua's window, and pinching his throat to pretend to be refined, whispering in the tone of a drama script, "Miss, please open the door quickly—"
Soon, the door opened silently.
Wu Dezi slipped in quickly.
Soon, Aunt Tsuihua's crying could be heard: "Hmm hmm hmm... Ah..."
Wu Dezi was shouting: "Ah—"
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In the distance, the light of a motorcycle is shining. It is the only "tilted three-wheeled" motorcycle in the village, so it's no surprise that it's Jin Beishang from the police station.
Mong Tsuihua The door of the house was very thin and couldn't withstand the forceful kick from the investigator.
First, there was a "clang," and then there was a "boom."
Aunt Tsuihua's adobe house's thin wooden door collapsed.
In the beams of a few flashlights, accompanied by the wailing of children, two naked figures were brought out. The disheveled figure was Aunt Tsuihua, and the tall figure constantly pleading was Wu Dezi.
"Director Jin, spare me this time! I'll call you brother, no, uncle, or even father..." Wu Dezi rambled incoherently.
A military belt snapped fiercely against Wu Dezi's bare back with a loud "crack": "As a cadre in the team, engaging in the act of raping women, you deserve to be shot! Dream on if you think I'll spare you!"
Again to Aunt Tsuihua: "Don't be afraid. Tell me, did he force himself on you even when you didn't want to?"
Aunt Tsuihua finally burst into tears: "He's not human. Police officers, you have to help me. I can't go on like this..."
The case was handled very smoothly. Jin Beishang let Aunt Tsuihua into the house to change clothes and take care of the children.
People from the whole street got up to watch the excitement.
Wu Dezi The woman who wanted to come up and scratch someone was pushed back and warned, "If you mess around again, I'll lock you up in the dark room together!" She behaved herself after that.
Jin Beishang ordered to put handcuffs on Wu Dezi, wrapped a torn hemp bag around him, and took him away. Before leaving, he also made a "speech": Wu Dezi, as the production team leader, violated the will of women... Now he is being arrested!
Qin Chizian knew that it was a "strike hard" time, Wu Dezi is finished.
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