execution boy

Although ignorant and ignorant, life and death are already in my life.

There is a news broadcast on TV:

According to reports, it was learned from the Linjiang Public Security Frontier Detachment of Yunnan Province that the detachment lasted for more than a year and 1013.03 days, and recently successfully cracked a huge transnational drug trafficking case, seized 2 kilograms of drugs, captured two suspects, and killed one A branch line of drug gangs from abroad to Yunnan, and from Yunnan to Guangxi.

It is reported that the drug trafficker trafficked a batch of drugs from Myanmar outside the country, and sent people into the mainland to sell them.The Public Security Frontier Defense Detachment immediately set up a special case team and rushed to the front line of the China-Myanmar border to carry out secret investigations.After many days of investigation and investigation, the task force has obtained important information and finally arrested the suspect recently. The two suspects confessed and have been taken into custody.

My name is Zhao Xiaodao. When Aunt Hu registered my household registration, she reported me as seven and a half years old. In fact, I am already nine years old.

Aunt Hu knew that maybe I was older than a seven-year-old child, because I had already started to grow, but Aunt Hu had two sons, the youngest son had just turned nine, and was about my age. She was afraid that the police would come to investigate It's hard to say, the adoption procedures are very troublesome, and besides, she doesn't want others to ask why the two children are the same age, so she can only report to me.

In fact, my real name is not Zhao Xiaodao. When I was a child, my mother called me Mark. At that time, my mother told me that I would grow up to be a brave and friendly boy who knows responsibility and humility.

In my limited impression, I always remember that my mother is very beautiful, especially her red dress and long flying hair.

"Xiaodao, put the tomatoes in the kitchen in cold water on a plate and bring them here." Aunt Hu shouted in the living room. I ran to Aunt Hu to express that I didn't understand. Aunt Hu smiled and drew with her hand: "Tomatoes, red That, in the kitchen."

I barely understood it this time, so I hurried to the kitchen, tiptoed to find a plate to rinse, put the tomatoes in and brought them out.

I took a tomato and handed it to Aunt Hu in trepidation: "...Eat, it's delicious..."

Aunt Hu took it and patted my head lovingly: "Xiaodao is really sensible."

I am not very good at speaking the dialect here, and it is very difficult for me to even listen to it. I found that what they said was different from what I said. Their language was jerky and difficult to understand. Later, I learned that this dialect is called Chengdu dialect.

But I can understand when Aunt Hu praises me, because she has a joyful expression and kind body movements, and when she is happy, she will touch my head, as if she likes me very much, so every time I receive such an award, I will feel abnormal happy.

Before coming here, I was hungry and full, and I instinctively wanted to get closer to Aunt Hu's family.Because I seem to have forgotten the feeling of home.

Children are the most knowledgeable about current affairs. Although I have a half-knowledge of the words here, it is clear who is good to you and who is not good-looking to you. For example, Aunt Hu’s husband, Uncle Zhao, doesn’t like me. Uncle Zhao is a policeman. With an upright sternness, he never spoke to me.

He doesn't like me going to their room, and will look at me with stern eyes when I do something wrong. Every time I see him, I feel a little scared in my heart, and the more Aunt Hu speaks for me, the angrier he gets.

Aunt Hu’s two sons, the eldest brother Zhao Cheng went to junior high school in Beijing and only came home once in a while. The younger brother Zhao Yi was not much older than me, but he jumped up and down like a monkey every day, and I was also very afraid of him.

When I met Zhao Yi for the first time, he scared me with a caterpillar.Knowing that I am afraid of these bugs, I will find all kinds of bugs to scare me in different ways every day. I usually hide away. Fortunately, he runs wild in the alley every day and doesn't play much at home.

When I grew up, I watched TV with Aunt Hu that day and saw the picture of Uncle Chen while the news was playing.

Uncle Chen was one of the suspects arrested in the huge transnational drug trafficking case.

I was very scared at the time, especially when Uncle Zhao pointed at the suspect on the TV and yelled: "These bastards, some people live with something that no one cares about! They just do some wicked things! They deserve to die!"

I was afraid that the family would know that I knew Uncle Chen, and that they would think that Uncle Chen was not a good person, and that they would also think that I was not a good person.

I suffer from hearing impairment, that is, I can’t hear people unless they speak next to my ear. This matter worried my father, so I came here with Uncle Chen in order to treat this problem.

When I left home, my father asked me to follow Uncle Chen, saying that there was a very good doctor in this place who would cure my hearing loss, so I boarded the plane with Uncle Chen.

In this strange city, Uncle Chen was the only person I knew. He was fine in the first two days, and went to the hospital to check his ears every day. Later, he had an operation at the doctor’s place and took a lot of traditional Chinese medicine. Home.

Uncle Chen asked someone to boil Chinese medicine for me every day. When I couldn’t drink it, he tried hard to persuade me and teased me with a red hawthorn that I had never eaten before.

I have never eaten candied haws in the past, and I fell in love with it as soon as I ate it.

But something happened within a few days. I have forgotten exactly how it happened. I just remember that the whole house was surrounded by the police, who shouted outside with a loudspeaker: "Drop your weapons and come out with your head in your arms. Resistance is okay." It is useful, this is in China, the people in the house had better not be lucky..."

Uncle Chen and the others did not listen to their words and went out in the house, but everyone took out the gun. Uncle Chen first touched my head, kissed the horns of my hair, and then put me in the cellar with his own hands.

At that time, Uncle Chen said to me: "Hide in the cellar, don't come out for anything that happens outside, come out only after people leave, don't speak English after you come out, it's better for people to treat you as dumb."

Later, there were piercing gunshots, and the deafening sound made me scared, and I even wanted to go back to the original state of hearing loss, so that I couldn't hear anything.I know that Uncle Chen was taken away and never came back.

When I came out again, I found that there was no one there.I didn't know where Uncle Chen went, so I waited for him there. He once said that he would take me home in a few days. After he left, no one would take me home again.

I waited in that dilapidated cellar, and when I was hungry, I ran to the nearby village to steal something to eat. There were not many houses in this village, and the doors were often unlocked, so it was not that difficult to steal a steamed bun or a flower roll.

I have never done this kind of thing, good family education will not allow me to do this kind of thing, but when people are hungry, they are not human at all. At that time, all upbringing and conscience will be left behind. Sometimes I just want to eat.

After a long time, the people in the village still found me, beat me when they saw me, and wanted to catch me and send me to the police station, but most of the villagers thought I was dirty, so they walked around me from a long distance. The group of children in the school would also scold me with words I could not understand, and some children who were younger than me would throw stones at me.

I don't know how long these days have passed, but when I was about to starve to death in that broken cellar, Aunt Hu came.

She is a doctor who went to the next village to see a doctor. She saw it when I went to the next village to steal. She didn't think I was dirty, and gave me all the snacks in the bag, and I ate them all in front of her. It was all gone, and she came again the next day, and this time she brought a lot of delicious food. By the third day, I was already standing at the intersection waiting for Aunt Hu.

Just like a dog, if someone gives it a bite, it will follow along beggingly, and I did the same at that time.

Later, Aunt Hu kindly sent me to the shelter in the village, but I don’t know if I had no luck at all. The shelter was reorganized within two days, and I had no place to go.

I knew that Aunt Hu didn't want to take me in and take me home. I could see her hesitation, but also her intolerance towards me. I tried to please her even more. In order to please her, I laughed when I saw her. She seems to like my smile very much, every time I smile she will touch my head.

Aunt Hu had no choice but to take me back to the provincial capital in the end.

Uncle Zhao was furious when he saw the news. He patted the table for the last time and didn’t want to eat anymore. Aunt Hu gave him another bowl of rice and said, “At least these people were caught. It is said that the drug traffickers still haven’t been found. What a shame! ! Don’t they have fathers and children? Don’t you know that this kind of thing will kill offspring?”

I pawed at the rice grains, thinking that Uncle Chen had already been arrested, and I might not be able to wait for Uncle Chen in the future. Without Uncle Chen, would my father still be able to find me?

If they were looking for a boy named Mark, they would definitely not be able to find it, because my name is not Mark now, and Aunt Hu has registered for me. I have a name in this place, and my name is Zhao Xiaodao.