Zhang Meili-Cai Chongda

Zhang Meili is really beautiful in person, which I later proved. Before that, her name was a legend.

When I was in primary school, I had to pass a stone road every day in class. There is a house made of stone by the stone road. At dusk, the rouge sky is smeared on the bright slate road, making the whole alley very beautiful. Just then, you will hear a woman sobbing, sad and tortuous. So among the students in this school, the house is described as the place where female ghosts live. The name of this female ghost is Zhang Meili.

When I was young, my body and knowledge hindered the expansion of my inner curiosity. Legend has therefore become an urgent need: about chivalrous men, about female ghosts, about love. Zhang's beautiful stories are very popular at school because her stories have all three.

It is said that she was originally a smart and beautiful woman; It is said that she likes a foreign man who came here with the ship to buy goods: it is said that the man is big and strong, so he is very enthusiastic. In this small town, a woman can't lose her virginity before getting married, but she gave herself to that man in private. They tried to elope, but they were finally stopped, and Zhang Meili committed suicide.

Zhang's beautiful story suddenly became a negative textbook at that time. At that time, this coastal town began to have neon restaurants and people who came to sell smuggled goods like a flood.

Everyone in this town is experiencing a fierce internal shock. On the one hand, they inquired about those who bravely walked into the ballroom, and inquired about those white thighs and golden walls. On the other hand, they immediately put on a sanctimonious appearance and seriously criticized them. But everyone knows that with the boiling of wealth, everyone's inner desires are surging. Wealth eliminates hunger and poverty and relaxes people's hearts. In the past, poverty was like a safety valve in the heart, which made everyone turn a blind eye to hidden desires. Now, however, everyone will face themselves directly.

At that time, it seemed that men, women and children were fidgeting and frowning. There are always men and women gathered in the corner, sighing: Why didn't I have so much trouble when I was poor? After listening, they nodded to each other, but they all seemed to have their own ideas.

Fortunately, there are beautiful pictures. As a symbol of depravity, Zhang Meili stood firmly on the edge of the cliff of desire and was repeatedly strengthened and warned. The details about her have become the best example of educating children in this town: don't talk to outsiders, don't meet male classmates in private, don't go near the hair salon with bleached hair ... If you can't finish, the adults will end up with the words: Otherwise, you will be as famous as Zhang Meili.

But what the town didn't expect was that while demonizing, it was also deified.

People said a lot about Zhang Meili, and later they said more. About how she was caught dating her boyfriend; She has a fragrance that can make men forget when they smell it; About her, that person is actually the descendant of a founding general. ...

Zhang Meili became vivid in my heart, but her face was blurred. Filtering out a lot of information, the only thing printed on our group of students is that someone said, "Zhang Meili looks like a girl posing on a motorcycle in the calendar."

At that time, an inexplicable impulse began to surge in the hearts of our group of male students. And Zhang Meili, a female ghost as sexy as a motorcycle girl, always makes our blood boil whenever we mention it at night.

If students in the town are asked to choose the so-called sexy goddess, Zhang Meili will be chosen. And my deskmate, who is obsessed with a dream of red mansions, said that Zhang Meili is a fairy in the police.

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That era was too noisy. In the past, whenever a foreign girl with dyed hair and slightly gorgeous clothes passed by, adults would cover their children's eyes and say, don't look at children when monsters come. After less than two years, women in the small town began to compete to highlight all kinds of fashionable colors-or how to compare with foreign foxes who seduce their husbands.

The road is full of big bosses with mobile phones and loud voices, as well as girls who come out from all over the world and make up.

Zhang Meili's legend has completely disappeared, completely submerged by charming neon lights and stories of "princesses" walking all over the street. Finally, even the sobs at the end of the alley disappeared.

I got lost for no reason. I have imagined Zhang Meili countless times, and now, she seems to have completely disappeared. I couldn't help being curious, pulling my neighbor's pig and decided to take a risk. The two of us, each with a flashlight, a slingshot and a big sheet piling, a professional pig also stole a peach wooden sword from the grandfather's room of a teacher (a Taoist priest who turned over the dead).

On the way, Bajie asked, "Why should we take such an adventure?"

I was stunned for a long time. "Don't you want to see Zhang Meili?"

The pig hesitated for a long time. "I'd like to, but I'm afraid."

Finally on the road. The closer I get to her door, the more I feel an inexplicable upsurge. I realized what the nature of this expedition was, so I became more and more excited.

Pig Bajie gently pushed open the wooden door with a peach wooden sword, and the conversation between the two women floated out from the slightly opened door. As soon as my eyes got under the door and saw a thin and pale face, I immediately felt that she was staring at me. Pig obviously felt it, shouted "ghost" and hurriedly ran away. At that moment, I was sure it was a ghost. I ran home without thinking much, locked myself at home, and my heart beat.

Of course, I didn't tell anyone in my family about this expedition, but that thin and pale face was branded in my heart and emerged unconsciously wherever I went. In that pallor, my face gradually became clear and became a pair of eyes, looking at me for an instant. She no longer makes me afraid, on the contrary, she makes me very willing to continue meditation after my thinking is interrupted.

Those days, I was always in a trance. Even when eating, chopsticks accidentally fell down. After the third fall, my mother was so angry that she knocked my head with her hand: "Are you haunted?"

What she said casually went straight into my panic-is this haunted? In the next few days, I panicked at the thought of that face, secretly went to the temple to worship God behind my parents' backs and asked for a bunch of symbols to put on my body, but I still couldn't help thinking of that face. Finally, I even panicked and saw that face smiling at me. This torture almost made me lose sleep. What makes me even more ashamed is that wet dream is getting weaker and weaker again and again. That afternoon, I finally got up the courage to admit to my mother that I was hooked by a female ghost. I don't want to. My mother came into the house with an invitation and said happily, "The beautiful one in the alley is getting married."

"Isn't she dead?" "Which have? She did something shameful, and everyone thought she deserved to die. But it's okay now,

The foreigner made a fortune in business and came to marry her. Although her parents are still ashamed of having such a daughter, it is a good thing after all. "

Zhang Meili's wedding was extremely extravagant at that time, but it was also extremely hasty.

According to the custom of my hometown, the bride price is doubled, and the candy bag for the neighborhood is also the best brand. The wedding reception was held in the best hotel in my hometown. However, as the bride, Zhang Meili and her mysterious husband just showed their faces at the beginning of the banquet, raised their glasses with everyone, and immediately hid in the box where the closest relatives could enter.

The next day, Zhang Meili went to the northeast, her husband's hometown.

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I only know that the northeast is just to the north of my hometown. Occasionally, I will stand in the middle of the only road in town and imagine going north along this road. I should be able to meet Zhang Meili at some roadside.

I always believed that I would arrive one day, so in order to recognize her at that time, I repeatedly imagined that face. But time blurred the face in my memory like water, until one day I suddenly found myself forgetting Zhang Meili. I began to think sadly, is this life? I also wrote several poems about it.

In fact, bookworms know nothing about youth. Zhang Meili's youth is youth.

Two years later, Zhang Meili suddenly came back. She wore a split cheongsam, her hair was permed on the most popular screen, a necklace around her neck and a full ring on her hand. It is said that she left in a limousine that day. I didn't see her come back with my own eyes-it was time for class, but I kept imagining the scene in my mind. The latest news about her a few days later is:

It turned out that she was divorced. This is the whole reason why she came back. But what is divorce? People in small towns never seem to realize such a thing as divorce.

A shop suddenly opened across from the school. There are rolling colored bars outside, and red lights will light up inside at night. It was opened by Zhang Meili, so the neighbors said.

It is said that on the third day after her return, she was kicked out of the house and moved here. The only thing I can confirm is that the red light has been on for three days, and there is a statement written in calligraphy at the corner of the alley: I hereby declare that this family has cut off all relations with Zhang Meili, and her birth, illness and death have nothing to do with this family. The handwriting is beautiful and the strokes are strong and powerful. Obviously, it was written by a very cultured old man. This word can also be seen in family education. But everyone watching secretly laughed while covering their mouths.

I pass by that shop every day before going to school. Every morning after seven o'clock, the store door is always tightly closed and covered with notes. I tried to rush over several times, but I didn't have the courage to take risks after all. I didn't get up early until half past five the next Friday, and I didn't dare to look forward. The storefront was covered with crooked notes, which turned out to be "shameless", "bitch" and "bitch to die". I looked at the words on it while watching if anyone passed by. When I saw someone coming from a distance, I rushed to school by bike.

What shop does Zhang Meili open? This question makes Zhang Meili a legend again.

Some people say it's a wine pool meat forest. Although the storefront is small, as soon as it opens, there are two floors underground, and each floor has a beauty service. Whoever walks in will be kissed and touched. Some people say it's a high-end massage parlor. There is an internationally imported lounge chair that makes you numb and unable to get up. Every night, the boys' dormitory will tell this legend, and then they will go their separate ways.

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Brother tough really came-this is a nickname given to Zhang Meili's ex-husband by a small town student.

At first, no one believed it, but gradually, it can be seen that men do pull out a chair to enjoy the cool outside at night. Then in the middle of the night, the neighborhood will hear the noise and the sound of throwing plates. The next night, I still saw the man casually move a chair out to enjoy the cool.

What happened in the house, the parties may not even know. Only in the end, one day, the colored lights were removed, the store door was generously opened, and a sign was hung on the lintel: Meimei Seafood Restaurant.

From then on, you can see Zhang Meili fair and square. She always stands at the counter and greets guests with a smile. However, the locals in the town are absolutely not going, and the foreign merchants who come with the cargo ship are famous. Standing on the side of the school, you can see that it is really a beautiful shop, full of temperament completely incompatible with this town: Phnom Penh furniture, crystal glass bead curtains, leather seats, and then the waiters are tall and beautiful women from other places. Full of "enchanting breath"-that's what people in the town describe.

Zhang Meili's shop and our town are full of this feeling of opposition, and the tone of the townspeople always seems to be: what kind of power Zhang Meili represents is eroding this town.

If this is a silent war, Zhang Meili seems to have won in the end. The shop next door has also been decided. Gradually, some local bosses "have something in and something out" about Meimei Seafood Restaurant. "No way, customers from other places like to go"-that's what people who have been to explain after describing it to the extreme. Then one day, the son of a big boss in the town got married and one of the venues was arranged there.

That afternoon, I was actually very nervous, and my father received an invitation. He was arranged in Meimei Seafood Restaurant. The other party explained in particular that all the businessmen from all over the world were invited to that venue, and going there could help develop business. I volunteered to accompany my father, but my mother turned me down. I had to lie at the window and look at my hesitant father, hesitating to go or not.

Delicious restaurant. Father came back to say so. This is the only thing he can say, and the only thing the rest of the town can evaluate. In fact, Zhang Meili's shop avoided all kinds of ambiguous and complicated things through the legitimacy of taste, and once again had a relationship with the town.

Some school buildings will be renovated, and tribal leaders have begun to call on everyone to respond to donations. Cai Erer, who opened the shop, hesitated and turned on the earth cannon of the electrical appliance store, but Zhang Meili was excited. A man ran to the school, entered the principal's office and said, I donated 50 thousand.

At that time, 50,000 pounds was a lot of money for building a small house. But the headmaster hesitated, saying that he would think it over. In the end, there was no Zhang Meili on the donation list announced by the school.

Soon, the ancestral temple of a large local family was going to do a small repair project, and Zhang Meili went to pledge it again. She's still not on the final list. Until the end of the year, I wanted to widen the square a little, and Zhang's reputation finally fell.

Fifty thousand yuan: Zhang Meili, the daughter of the letter. This is the highest donation amount, but it is engraved in the lowest position. But Zhang Meili is very happy. During that time, you can see that she often wandered there alone, bent down and smiled at her name engraved on it. And I often stay in the grocery store next to Mazu Tempel and watch her smile like a flower alone.

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When I was admitted to high school, Zhang Meili was already the vice chairman of the town entrepreneurs association. Her beautiful seafood building is located at the mouth of the river, with five floors. She sponsored the reception to reward outstanding students in the school. Sitting in the golden hall, she gave a speech and said something about serving the motherland and building the country. She has a double chin, and the thick powder can't cover up the wrinkles on her head, but she is still beautiful.

In fact, clan leaders are not very satisfied with Zhang Meili's kindness at school. Zhang Meili is now not only the owner of the seafood building, but also the owner of the sea entertainment city next door. Even several neighboring towns know this sea entertainment city. It is said that there are karaoke bars, dance halls, cafes, KTV rooms and various "shady businesses". The most troublesome thing among the students is that there are drug dealers there. It is said that the student who dropped out of school some time ago contracted sexually transmitted diseases there.

School leaders have repeatedly forbidden students to go near the entertainment city, where parents tell evil stories every night. I know that a new round of crusade against Zhang Meili is brewing in the town.

Along a wall, next to Meimei Seafood Building is the Maritime Entertainment City. At the dinner table that day, I walked all the way to the window and peeped at the neon-lit entertainment city. This entertainment city is a huge building complex, and the main building in the middle should be a ballroom surrounded by a circle of European villas. It is said that each villa has a different theme: some are lyric bars, some are discos, and some are elegant cafes. After dinner, the teacher arranged for me to interview Zhang Meili, the "outstanding enterprise representative", as the head of the press group. The interview was arranged in her office.

That day, she was wearing black stockings and a dress with a little business sense. I was sweating all over before I spoke-this was the first time I talked to her. The teacher on the side attached it to my ear to remind me that this interview doesn't need to be written, just a form requested by the other party.

I know, this is a beautiful ceremony for Zhang, a ceremony for gaining recognition. I faltered and asked boring topics such as what advice to give middle school students, and she also tried to express it according to the language and actions that an imaginary respectable woman should use.

As a result, she was obviously satisfied. During the interview, she immediately expressed her donation to support the school to set up a press corps. The teacher shook hands with her to celebrate her merits. When I closed the door of her office, I couldn't help turning my head to look at her again, but I was surprised to see that she seemed to vent suddenly, with her head resting on the back of the chair and the whole person lying flat on it, unspeakable old and haggard.

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The more things are forbidden by clan leaders, parents and schools, the more children want to take risks. A group of students who can't wait to grow up sneaked into the entertainment city, and then excitedly described all kinds of "cool" things. If you can't enter the entertainment city, in the eyes of the small group of students, there is the difference between seeds and no seeds. In the eyes of parents in small towns, it is the dividing line between good children and bad children.

Gradually, more and more legends came to my ears: I heard that there are "four kings" in the entertainment city, each with his own unique skills and leading different careers, and they began to develop employees in the school.

I never believe that the development of employees is only driven by the casino management. No matter from which angle, it is completely unnecessary, even asking for trouble. My guess is that this is organized spontaneously by the employees of the casino to show off. But in any case, it is really because of the existence of casinos.

Anger is building up in the town, and tribal leaders and women's organizations have begun to visit every household and sign a petition to ban it. Zhang Meili responded: She donated 200,000 yuan for the construction of the town government building.

The situation is deadlocked and the whole town is very excited. Just waiting for a spark to ignite everything.

The spark finally ignited in my first holiday in senior three. A vicious fight broke out in the casino, and one person died on the spot. That man is the son of a local tycoon.

This is simply an encirclement and suppression. A large number of small town residents gathered at the entrance of the entertainment city to throw stones and insult them, demanding that the entertainment city be closed. That afternoon, I rushed to the scene as a student reporter. Old people and young people, related and irrelevant, gather there. Scold the same words a few years ago: "shameless", "bitch" and "bitch die" ...

Zhang Meili came out and stood on the roof of the main building. She took a megaphone and shouted at the onlookers:

"This is an accident, please understand the villagers, I will take good care of it ..."

Before a word was finished, someone angrily picked up a stone and stared at her position with gnashing teeth. But she stood too high to get close to any stone. When the crowds parted, her mother came out trembling and shouted to Zhang Meili upstairs, "You are from Uber. Why didn't you die then? Why did you stay and harm ... "

Zhang Meili, next to the loudspeaker, probably hasn't seen her mother for a long time, crying and shouting, "Mom, you have to believe me. I swear to God, I have never done anything unnatural. I really have never. " Her mother obviously collapsed: "You are Uber, you are Uber, I should strangle you."

The burly brother came to the roof and took Zhang Meili back to the house. Everyone's abuse lasted for a while and gradually subsided.

I didn't hear anything that night. I didn't know until I woke up the next day. That night, Zhang Meili knelt at the door of her family ancestral temple and cried loudly, and swore to heaven that she had done nothing wrong, "except pursuing love at the beginning." "I'm not a prostitute, and I'm not selling drugs. I only do business with things that I think are beautiful, right, and I like. I really didn't commit iniquity ... "

After crying, she bumped her head against the wall of the ancestral temple.

The next day, the clan bosses got up and saw Zhang Meili die at the entrance of the ancestral temple. The blood that flowed out was already condensed, like incense ashes that had been pressed for a long time. According to clan rules, people should work in their ancestral halls or clan ancestral halls after death, and then be buried. Finally, they should put a wooden sign in the ancestral hall to let their souls rest in peace. But neither the family nor the ancestral temple is willing to accept it, let alone the "wooden sign". According to legend, this restless soul will have nowhere to live and can only wander around-this is the clan's greatest punishment for a person.

Zhang Meili really became a ghost.

Finally, Big Brother arranged Zhang Meili's funeral, and he insisted on holding a grand funeral. Although no one in the town attended, he invited dozens of funeral bands from the next town to talk for three days and nights. As soon as the funeral music stopped, the eldest brother let everyone disperse and set fire to the whole casino. No one called the fire alarm and no fire truck came. People in the small town watched coldly as the casino burned for a day and a night. When the fireworks dispersed, people began to set off firecrackers-according to the custom of the town, anyone who is sick will set off firecrackers.

People in the town may think that the disease in the town has finally been cured.

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It has been six years since I graduated from college, and a high school classmate who has become a big boss has just organized a party to commemorate the tenth anniversary of my graduation from high school. As far away as Beijing, I received an invitation from him. The invitation is a traditional red paper with gold on it. When it opened, the meeting place was actually the Sea Entertainment City.

I left my hometown because I was admitted to the university later. It is really unclear that this entertainment city has actually opened again.

This casino is completely different from a beautiful casino. It used to face your main building as soon as you walked in, but now it has become a green space, but there are still villas around it. Everywhere, heavy subwoofers came in waves, and on every road, pairs of well-dressed men and women kissed each other intimately.

I arrived late that day, and most of my classmates had gathered. Although I reminded myself not to talk about this topic, I still couldn't help asking: Why should we build this entertainment city again? The business classmate gave a quick laugh: "Of course, there are people who do business when there is demand. Since the town is so rich, there must always be a place to spend money. "

I didn't ask any more questions.

"Where there is desire, there is good business, and the RMB has taught me." The students are determined. After several rounds of drinking, some students began to tease me: "By the way, isn't Zhang Meili your dream lover?" My face turned red and I couldn't speak. There is a classmate next to him: "What is there to be ashamed of? I have also imagined many times that I am very happy. "

Some of them suggested a toast to Zhang Meili. The big boss rushed to say, "On behalf of a generation of passionate young people, I would like to propose a toast to the founder of this great small town enlightenment movement, the initiator of the aesthetic movement, and the sexually open revolutionary ..." Everyone shouted hysterically, "For the great Zhang Meili!"

Without saying a word, I walked to a corner with my glass in my hand, just in time to see the green land. I've been thinking about that stone house and that pale face.

"After all, she is a small town girl, otherwise she wouldn't commit suicide." I said to myself.

The students are still booing, telling all kinds of legends about the lewdness of this place. I suddenly felt angry, dropped the cup on the ground and rushed out, running all the way, until I could no longer see that disgusting casino.