Let’s say that the commune leader led a group of people on a tractor and drove directly into the village, and then started moving cabinets from each household.
When the villagers saw that they were from the commune, no one dared to resist.
Because they all know in their hearts that the consequences of resistance will be disastrous.
Being locked up in a dark room, wearing a "high hat", and traveling on the streets are nothing.
Many people were taken away and tortured to death.
There have been many such examples, so the villagers could only stare at them without daring to say a word.
The Red Guards moved all the valuable cabinets in the village to the middle of the village.
Not only the cabinets, but also the clothes that had not been taken out in time were burned clean by fire.
This is not the end yet, because the "chief criminal" has not yet appeared.
Who is the "chief culprit"?
It was Wang Laizi, the painter who painted these paintings.
In fact, Wang Laizi was not lame at that time, and he was considered to be gentle and talented.
But the more he looked like this, the more he became hated by these Red Guards.
Because in their eyes, anything related to art is not a good thing.
Although Wang Laizi looks gentle and gentle, he is actually a practicing master.
Four or five big-bodied Red Guards were unable to restrain him.
Instead, they were all beaten with bruises and swollen faces.
When the commune leaders saw it, they realized that they wanted to rebel.
So they immediately sent someone to find the police.
When the police arrived, without saying a word, they shot Wang Laizi down with one shot.
And his legs were permanently disabled because of this shot.
When Wang Laizi's wife saw that her husband was about to be taken away, she knew that there was no return.
So she begged hard with her belly full, but those Red Guards were so evil-minded that they would not pay attention to her pleas.
Wang Laizi's daughter-in-law saw that she could not beg for help, so she went to the village to beg the villagers, hoping that they could help save Wang Laizi.
But the villagers did not dare to interfere in this matter, because everyone was afraid that they would be jointly charged.
Wang Laizi's daughter-in-law lost all her thoughts and was forced to fight with death.
But even so, these determined Red Guards remained unmoved.
I don't know which bad guy actually kicked Wang Laizi's wife in the stomach.
This kick was so forceful that Wang Laizi's wife bled on the spot.
The whole village was so frightened that no one came forward to help.
Wang Laizi watched helplessly as his wife died in front of him due to massive hemorrhage.
For a moment, he was filled with sadness and cried non-stop.
When the people in the commune saw that a life had been caused and that the lame Wang's legs were broken, they finally spared him.
After the commune people left, Wang Laizi held his wife's body and cried for three days and three nights.
Finally, the villagers couldn't bear it anymore, so they got a coffin and delivered it to him.
Perhaps Wang Laizi figured it out and quickly put his wife in the coffin and buried her.
From then on, this cripple Wang seemed to be a different person.
They are playful and smiling all day long, asking for drinks from the host family and food from the west family.
In the blink of an eye, decades passed like this.
The above is the tragic past story that Wang Laizi told us.
After finishing speaking, he was already in tears.
To be honest, I feel all kinds of emotions at this moment.
Deep down in my heart, I sympathize with this lame king.
In the final analysis, he is just an honest person, a conscientious person who is willing to do good to others.
But even so, he still ended up like this.
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He said he resented the people in the village, and the resentment was not without reason.
After all, it was the villagers who revealed his name and chose to ignore it when his wife was bleeding heavily.
But having said that, it would be unreasonable to put all the hatred on the people of this village.
No one has the obligation to help others.
If you don't help, it's your duty.
If you help, you are a good person.
This is like an old woman who fell down on the road.
Who dares to help her if she gets raped?
But if she doesn't help, something will happen to the old woman.
If, I mean if.
If this old woman really passed away because no one was helping her, should her family regard those indifferent passers-by as enemies?
It's obviously wrong.
As for Wang Laizi, he actually had no reason to regard these villagers as enemies.
After all, that is their freedom.
As for conscience being condemned, that is a matter of human nature.
After Wang Laizi told the story, he cried for more than ten minutes before reaching out to wipe away his tears.
"Boy, don't you want to hear it?
I told you, do you think these people should die?"
I knew that Wang Laizi would definitely ask me this, so I replied directly: "They deserve to die, but it is not you who will execute them.
You have no power to deprive them of their lives, because they do not owe you anything."
After Wang Laizi heard this, he sneered and said: "What you said is interesting, you think they don't owe me anything.
I shouldn't kill them.
Then who has the right to kill them?"
I sighed softly, and then replied: "The fact that they didn't help is their personal problem and has nothing to do with you.
Since they chose to be indifferent, they will inevitably be condemned by their conscience.
The only ones who are qualified to kill them are themselves, I think.
Even after so many years, they will still dream about the tragedy of that year.
It is precisely because of this that they will be more selfless to you.
Mom, am I right?"
When the old lady heard this, her tears fell instantly.
"Yes, we blame ourselves all the time.
If we could have helped back then, maybe nothing would have happened to the lame brother's wife.
I often dream about the lame brother's wife.
She is a good person.
She also often helps me with my sewing.
Son, but why didn’t we help back then?”
At this point, she was already crying.
Hearing this, Wang Laizi laughed miserably and said: "Has it any use to blame yourself?
Can my wife survive by blaming myself?
And my unborn child, what mistakes did they make?
Why should they be treated like this?"
Ahhh" I looked at the painful lame Wang and the old lady who was in tears.
At this moment, I actually felt very heavy.
This is what we often call regret, what we often call regret.
If they could turn back time, I think they would definitely choose to help.
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But the question is, can we turn back time?
Can the tragedy be changed?
The answer is no, that's right, you can't.
So here, I also want to say something nonsense.
In this world, if everyone chooses to be indifferent, then the world will be full of coldness.
But if everyone can choose to be kind, the world will be full of love.
Don't do something you regret, but leave more good memories for yourself.
After Wang Laizi yelled a few times, his eyes suddenly turned blood red.
When I saw this, my heart trembled.
One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a devil But now Wang Laizi finally chose hatred, so he has become a demon: