Can you tell me your unspeakable story?

Speaking out something that is unspeakable means making it known to the public!

I share a house with someone else (a man), but I have a habit of not closing the door when taking a shower. My roommate is also used to this! The thing is, my roommate is a guy with a girlfriend.

One day, as always, I opened the door to take a shower, and suddenly the voice of a female roommate came from the living room. I just brushed it, and the foam all over me flew towards the bathroom door, trying to close the door. There was a loud bang, and because of the foam, I slipped and fell to the ground... I don't want to describe the next scene... (Everyone makes up your own mind)

Goodbye!

I worked as an apprentice in a restaurant in my hometown in Jiangxi in 1999. At that time, the restaurant hired a waitress who was probably only 16 years old. You can’t imagine how low the waitress’s salary was at that time, 150 yuan a month. , there is no rest day yet.

Let’s get to the point. The waitress, let’s call her Xiaoyan for the time being, when we saw Xiaoyan for the first time, it gave us the feeling that she was a green apple, and her body was not fully developed. . Gradually we learned that her father passed away very early, and her mother remarried and left, leaving her and her younger brother to live with their grandmother. Later I had a younger brother from her village. I went to their village once and went to Xiaoyan's house. , really penniless.

While Xiaoyan was working in the hotel, my senior brother and I wanted to pursue Xiaoyan. Xiaoyan rejected us because of her young age. We understood our interest and did not continue to pester.

Xiaoyan probably worked in a restaurant for less than a year, and then went to work in a supermarket. We didn’t have much contact with her at that time. We just heard that someone saw her and she became better at dressing up. , can put on lipstick.

About two years later, my senior brother and I were shopping and saw Xiaoyan selling clothes in a clothing store. We went in and sat down. The Xiaoyan in front of us was no longer the Xiaoyan we knew, including Physically, the image can be compared to: I was sallow and thin back then, but now my face is bulging forward and backward.

What surprised us was not only the physical changes, but also the mental changes. After chatting for a long time, Xiaoyan directly asked my senior brother and me to buy clothes for her in their store. At that time, my senior brother and I looked at each other, ended the chat knowingly, and left the clothing store quickly.

At that time, my senior brother and I said something at the same time. This girl had changed, so much that neither of us recognized her, and we never wanted to mention her again. Why! A piece of white paper is dyed like this in a big dyeing vat like society, which is heartbreaking.

My culture is limited, so if you don’t like it, please don’t comment! Thank you.

I thought about it, and there are indeed some unspeakable things in this life. Since the questioner wants to hear it, he might as well talk about it.

There should be two of them, which are deeply memorable, and both are related to internal emergencies.

I have said it even if it is difficult for me to say it, so all friends, please be patient and just treat it as a casual chat after dinner.

Once I drove to Changde with a friend. I wanted to take a pee before entering the city. My friend kept saying that we were almost there, so be patient. Unexpectedly, there were red lights all along the way, and I had to stop and go for a long time. The urge to urinate was still holding in, and it had reached its limit. It was extremely uncomfortable, which is not an exaggeration. At an intersection, when the light is red again, I really don’t care about my image or morality. I want to save my life. I open the car door without saying a word. I don’t care whether there are vehicles in front or behind me, and I don’t care whether there are people of the opposite sex around me. I rush to the spot quickly. solve. What’s particularly embarrassing is that because I endured it for too long, the amount was extremely large. Everyone knows this, and it will definitely take a long time. It is estimated that everyone who saw him at that time would think that this person was of extremely low quality and defecated in the street.

The other time was even more embarrassing. I was really ashamed to say it. I was shopping in a supermarket when I suddenly felt like having diarrhea. Before I even got off the elevator, I felt hot and the fussing started. Fortunately, it was late autumn and I was wearing jeans. I could only cover my buttocks with my hands as I walked through the crowd of customers step by step. Shopping area, for fear of indecent things flowing out of pants legs, or smell leaking out. The distance of more than 100 meters was like reaching the sky to me at the time. I really wanted to squeeze into a crack in the ground.

I finally got to the bathroom, but I didn’t bring any toilet paper. In the end, I didn’t even want to wear my trousers. I only had one thought: clean up quickly and go home quickly.

Having had such an experience, I truly understand the embarrassment and helplessness caused by people's "three emergencies". Not long ago, I watched a surveillance video of a beautiful woman defecating in an elevator. Many people condemned it, saying it was unethical. In fact, in my opinion, it should be a helpless move.

I don’t know if you all feel this. Normally, I can tolerate it to a certain extent when I’m in a hurry, but in the elevator, I feel weightless and it’s really difficult to control it. On the contrary, it’s constantly irritating. Who would want to do such a thing without the dignity? Therefore, it is also a lesson learned. Every time before taking the elevator, you should first go to the convenience store. If you want to go home, don't take any chances. You'll be home soon. Let's talk about it when we get home. Maybe those few dozen seconds will make you embarrassed, helpless, scolded, ridiculed, and maybe even exposed, who knows.

1. There is an uncle (let’s call him that for the time being) from a village near us and we, another woman (who has a husband), went to live in the county town together. The aunt (the uncle’s wife) did not divorce because of the uncle’s debts. The aunt lives with her son and two granddaughters. The uncle and the woman don't come home for many years. Moreover, the uncle and the woman have a son who is younger than his youngest granddaughter!

2. In my hometown in the countryside, a eldest sister in her forties has a family and children. She and her husband usually make a good living selling tofu. However, after the rise of smart phones, she became addicted to mobile phones and chatting with netizens. Later, one time, I really ran away to meet netizens. The family didn’t know what was going on. Anyway, it took many days for him to come back. I heard he came back because he had run out of money. After struggling like this for a while, he stopped, and then he started selling tofu Ansheng again.

3. A couple who raised cattle in a neighboring village saw that their daughter-in-law was unkempt and smelly every day, and I told my mother that they can endure hardship. Later, my mother told me that the woman was married before and had a good family with children. Then she ran away with this man and left the family alone. The key is that her life was not good, and now the man is beating her. .

4. There is a man here who runs a restaurant. After working for a few years and having some spare money, he got a job outside. When he got it back, he had a face-to-face showdown with his original wife, saying that he didn’t want anything, not only the house, but also the money. Restaurants are reserved for women. That is to say, a word that is popular nowadays is to cleanse oneself and leave the house. But the first wife said that they had been together for so many years and now that they were old, they should try to live together. I have been trying this for several years, and until now, my outlook has been completely ruined.

Where I work, there is a female colleague who works with me. She lives not far from my home. Later, for convenience, I took her to work with me.

She is quite anxious when she is at work. She often calls me or asks me via WeChat video to urge me. When my wife hears it in bed, she asks who it is, and I tell her my colleague, but the number of times is too high. Too much, she got a little jealous and refused to let me take her to work. Two days before get off work, I dreamed of her, my colleague, and having sex with her. It was strange, I had never thought about this aspect.

I spent my childhood in the countryside and returned to the city with my parents when I was nine years old. When I was eight years old, I went to a rural primary school in the east of the village. Although I was two years older than my brother, he was actually in the same class as me.

The class teacher is a woman in her twenties, pure and beautiful, an educated youth from the city who went to the countryside. She is very strict. When she makes a mistake, standing still is a small punishment, but corporal punishment is cruel. Thinking about it now, it was for our own good, but I didn’t understand it at the time.

In the middle of the blackboard at the front desk, there is a table with a chalk box in the upper right corner and a pointer beside the table. After she finished writing on the blackboard with chalk, she took the coach in hand and clicked on the words on it to read. This pointer also has another use. If anyone is naughty in class, the teacher will call the troublemaker to her and ask her to stretch out her hand. The teacher holds his hand with his left hand and hits the hand with the pointer with his right hand. I was beaten and it really hurt my palms. Under the power of this pointer, the students became more restrained.

Not far from the southeast corner of the school, at the foot of the hillside, there is a lake about three to four feet square. The water rushes down from the mountain stream and pours into the lake. It is divided into two branches, the north and the south. It flowed out slowly, and the water hit the river rocks above the water, making a splashing sound. Near the shore of the lake, there is a huge stone, brown in color, flat and smooth as a mirror. Corn is planted around the lake, hidden among the green gauze barriers that follow the undulating terrain.

At noon on Sunday, my brother and I went to the mountains to collect firewood and walked through the cornfields. The sound of a woman singing floated in the distance. While walking in search of songs, at the end of the green gauze barrier, there stood a woman standing in the lake. This woman was naked, with two towering peaks and a flat belly. Facing me, bathing in the lake. We hurriedly hid in the lush trees, squatted on the ground, and looked around. This woman is my class teacher. Next to her, there was a wooden basin on the protruding rock. She was covered with soap and her hands were rubbing her body. Willow's waist swings from side to side, which is so beautiful. She leaned over and filled the basin with water, then stood up and poured water over her head. The water flowed down her body, washing away the soap suds, making her even more beautiful.

There were clothes scattered on the boulders on the shore. I whispered to my brother: "Let's hide her clothes to make her anxious and avenge her for beating her hands." My brother nodded in agreement, and I He leaned forward, leaned against the road stone, collected his clothes, tiptoed back to the cornfield, rolled his clothes into a ball, and hid it under a big elm tree. He left the cornfield with his brother and walked towards the hillside. Over the hillside, there was the reservoir in the village, and they had fun playing in the reservoir. On the hillside not far from the water, there is a jujube forest. I went there to pick some ripe fruits and sat under the tree to eat them. The weather was hot and I was a little tired. I lay in the grass and looked at the sky like cotton wool. The blossoming clouds actually fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already afternoon and I returned the same way.

Suddenly he heard a woman's whimpering, and his brother said: "No, there is a ghost. Or a female ghost." Walking to the lakeside, a woman sat on the stone, covering her face with her hands, her shoulders trembling, and she was crying. Who is my head teacher? I glanced at my brother and walked towards the teacher. I was so proud that I pretended to meet her by chance and said, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?" When the teacher heard the voice, he turned around and shouted, "Who is it?" But seeing her pear blossoms with rain, she looked pitiful. Seeing that it was the two of us, we hurriedly said: "The teacher's clothes have disappeared. How embarrassing is it to go back to the village naked like this? What should I do?" I said: "There are often wolves around here, and he may have been snatched away by a wolf. "When she heard that there was a wolf, she turned pale with fright, and said anxiously: "You two, go and look around. If you can't find it, Jianguo will stay with me. Jianmin, you can go to your house and borrow some clothes. Go back." The younger brother said, "Teacher, it hurts when you hit me!" The teacher stroked his head and said, "Teacher, I promise not to slap you on the wrist in the future. Oh, it's embarrassing." "Her face was flushed, her cheeks were flushed, and she was indescribably beautiful.

The two of us pretended to look around, and after about half an hour, we took out the clothes hidden in the bushes. I said loudly: "Teacher, I found it." I ran to the teacher's side, handed the clothes over with both hands, and said: "I'm afraid it was really caught by a wolf. I found it in the cave, and there were wolf hairs in the cave." I wonder if it got on my clothes. "

The teacher looked at him gratefully, put on his clothes, and the three teachers and students walked towards the entrance of the village.

Say the things you find difficult to say!

In life, you may encounter unspeakable things. But there is something unspeakable about me that I am really embarrassed to say.

That year, I was only six years old. That month was a cold winter month.

My mother and I went to see my grandmother who had been ill for a long time. My grandmother had been ill for more than five years and had been bedridden for more than two years.

My mother took me on a bus first, and it was a country road. Almost four hours later, I saw my grandma’s house—a mud-brick house in the bay in front of me.

My mother asked me to take a rest, and then she asked me to promise her something.

My mother took out a nylon bag in the cloth bag and an oil paper bag in the nylon bag. My mother said: There are four shortbreads wrapped in the oil paper!

I heard the sound of me swallowing, shortbread is a delicious thing that can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year!

My mother asked me to promise that I wouldn’t be able to take even one bite from my grandma! Mom said grandma wouldn't live for a few days...

I held back tears and nodded to my mother.

When I arrived at my grandma’s house, I saw my skinny grandma in front of her bed.

When my mother and grandma were talking, she took out the shortbread that made my eyes shine.

Grandma wanted to give me two, but my mother firmly disagreed. Mom wants me to play outside.

I reluctantly came out of my grandma’s room and went to play by the pond.

While playing by the pond, I kept staring at my grandma’s house. Finally, I saw my mother and cousin coming out and heading to the village. I knew that my mother was going to buy painkillers for my grandma.

I happily ran to my grandma’s house, entered my grandma’s room, and called my grandma softly.

Grandma didn’t agree to my answer, and I heard my grandma purring softly.

I saw the shortbread in the carton next to my grandma’s head! I swallowed again, and without too much hesitation, I took the shortbread...

Under the rocks behind my grandma's house, I quickly ate three shortbreads! There was uneasiness and guilt in my heart, but it was quickly suppressed by the deliciousness of the shortbread...

My mother came back and asked grandma if the shortbread was delicious. I ate everything my grandma said was delicious.

I felt guilty at that moment...

In the second half of the night, my mother's loud crying came from my grandma's room!

My beloved grandma has left us forever!

As I grew up, in front of my grandma’s grave, my mother told me: In her impoverished childhood and adolescence, my grandma loved to learn but was out of school. The hard work, the torture of illness in later years...

How many times, I shed a lot of tears and howled...

My mother hugged me, she didn’t know that I was not only Not only sad, but also deeply regretful!

This is something deep in my heart that I will never tell my mother about.

Only when I grew up did I realize that my grandmother was in pain and had difficulty sleeping, and her snoring was just for me.

Please let me steal those three shortbread cookies!

In life, sometimes a small thing that is difficult to talk about will make you regret it for the rest of your life.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, I will put three shortbread cookies on my grandma’s grave!

After my grandmother passed away, I haven’t eaten shortbread. My mother asked me, but I couldn't explain the reason...

Mancun, a very remote mountain village. It is more than ten kilometers away from the town. For people who grew up in mountain villages, more than ten kilometers is not very lucky. But it is quite far for normal people. It is difficult for people who are not used to the rugged mountain roads here to walk.

Because it is remote, no one knows that there is such a village. There are dozens of families in the village, and the ratio of men to women is three to one. Because most men in backward villages cannot marry wives, women are particularly prominent here and are considered a rare product.

My sister and I were born and raised in this village. My name is Wang Jing and I have just turned eighteen this year. I have a sister three years younger than me named Wang Qi who is fifteen years old this year. We sisters depended on each other for survival, and our survival depended on the help of people in the village. I guess I grew up eating a lot of food. Unfortunately, my parents passed away in an accident when I was ten years old, leaving me and my seven-year-old sister behind. I don’t know how I survived. Maybe it was my little sister’s existence that gave me motivation.

In order for my sister and I to have food to eat, from that time on I started helping people in the village just to earn a living. They either go to the mountains to collect herbs or do farm work, because this is the only income in the village. The collected medicine or grain harvest would be picked up by strong men in the village and taken to the town to be exchanged for money.

Now my sister is fifteen and can work with me. At this age, she should go to the town to study. As a sister, I sometimes feel that I am useless and can only do my best to keep her from going hungry.

There are very few people who can go to school in the town. In our remote mountain village, only the village chief's son is the only one who can go to school. He is the only one who can be considered the pride of the village. The village chief's son is called Wang Zheng, who is fifteen years old and is the same age as my sister. Perhaps due to circumstances, he looks much more mature and clean than his peers. He likes that my sister comes to my house to play every time she comes home. He often brings back some candies from the town to my sister.

This Wang Zheng is my sister’s only friend. Although my sister is only fifteen years old, she is very sensible, obedient, and looks very cute and charming with her ponytail. In order for my sister to learn Braille, I asked the village chief if he could go to the town to get some books for my sister to study. Usually Wang Zheng comes back to teach his sister some basic literacy, and the village chief readily agrees. This may be the reason why Wang Zheng loves Qiqi.

In this way, every time Wang Zheng came back, he came to my house to teach Qiqi how to read. It seemed that my sister was very talented and it didn’t take long for her to be able to write basic fonts on paper. The text seemed to be crooked, but Wang Zheng said he could tell what was written. I haven’t read the book and can’t understand it. It’s just what Wang Zheng said.

As a sister, I am also happy for my sister when I see her progress. Since my sister wanted to study, I didn't let her do any work. I let her study whenever I had time. People in the village like my sister very much, especially men who always like to tease her. Maybe that's why they take good care of us two sisters. My sister is a lively and cheerful person, but I have never seen her get emotional. She is truly a born treasure.

However, I have been seeing her looking very unhappy in the past two days, and she has been like this ever since she came back from playing with Wang Zheng that night. She didn’t eat much. At first, she thought her sister was sick and called her. The local doctor in the village came to see it. The doctor said that there was nothing wrong and she was not sick. I was surprised that my sister had never been like this before. When I asked her what was wrong with Qiqi, my sister didn't say much. She just replied, "Sister, I'm fine."

Seeing her like this, I was very anxious and ran to the village chief's house to find Wang Zheng. I didn't see anyone else. The village chief hesitated and said that Wang Zheng was sick and sleeping. After hearing this, I had no choice but to go home. My sister stayed like this for the next time, looking depressed. I felt very distressed when I saw it, but there was nothing I could do about it, and I wouldn't tell her even if I asked her. Since then, Wang Zheng has not come to see Wang Qi, and the villagers who usually love his sister have not come to my house.

They always stay away from me when they see me when I go out. I felt a little strange but didn’t think much about it. It was strange that my sister always went to town with young people who were picking up grain to sell. Every time he goes out, my sister always wants to go out with him. The reason is that he wants to see more outside. This is a good thing and I don’t say anything else.

This young man's name is Wang Fan, and he likes his sister very much. He is very honest and hard-working, and he basically picks out all the crops in the village. These days, he is the only one who comes to see Wang Qi, and the two of them always talk secretly in the room. From that time on, when Wang Fan came to my house, my sister always looked unhappy and smiled. I was also relieved to see this.

I came back very late today because I had to go up the mountain to collect herbs. It was already seven o'clock in the evening when I got home. I didn't see Qiqi when I got home, so I called a few times but got no response, so I went to the room. .

A scene I will never forget. A petite girl was lying motionless on the bed with blood still on her wrists. When I saw this scene, I almost fainted and called Qiqi, Qiqi. But no matter how I called my lovely sister, she never answered. .

I cried, hysterically. Who can understand how lonely and sad I feel at this moment. How could my sister's youthful years pass away in this way? My good sister, what have you experienced? Why didn't you tell your sister? I just cried. But who can give me the answer? I held a funeral for Qiqi in the village with deep sorrow. My sister is gone. My dearest and most lovable sister is gone. I think I have to leave this sad place.

While sorting out Qiqi's belongings, I found a note with crooked handwriting on it. Yes, I recognized it was Qiqi's writing. Tears fell unconsciously when I saw the note. younger sister. .

I was not literate and could not understand, so I called the village chief. The village chief comforted me and took the note and read it. The village chief's expression suddenly changed, and his whole face became distorted, looking particularly ferocious. I noticed something was wrong and asked, what happened to the village chief? What did Qiqi write on the note? When the village chief heard this, he quickly changed his expression. Oh...oh...nothing. This is the calligraphy that Qiqi practiced before and nothing else...I didn't think much about it when I heard it.

The village chief said goodbye to me quickly and left in a hurry. Seeing his anxious pace, he almost fell down. I couldn't sleep looking at my sister's relics, thinking about the days I spent with her, that cute face, that petite but very sensible and intelligent figure. Looking at the increasingly brighter sky, it was already five o'clock in the morning. My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden loud bang. I was so shocked that my body trembled. Looking at the source of the sound. .

This is where Qiqi is buried. I ran out quickly. When I arrived, I was completely frightened. Lying on Qiqi's grave were various mutilated corpses, all bloody. The strange thing was that these corpses were all male, and they were all people who usually liked to tease Qiqi. Among them are the village chief's and Wang Zheng's.

This is incredible. The whole scene was extremely weird and terrifying. ''What the hell is going on? I lay there blankly. After investigation, it was discovered that these people were blown to death by explosives. Those explosives were put up by Wang Fan. Every time Qiqi went out with him, it was to get these. So my sister's accident was definitely not an ordinary accident but a conspiracy.

Wang Fan knew what happened to his sister. Is Wang Fan helping his sister or planning with her? Later, when I found Wang Fan, I realized that this was what happened. It turns out that the note left by Qiqi said: Sister, I'm sorry, please forgive me for doing this. They didn't let me tell you, otherwise even you would not be spared. I'm really scared and I really don't dare to tell you. They are animals, beasts, not humans. I hate them.

Finally, sister, I’m sorry, please don’t be sad. I wrote everything on the note and asked Wang Fan to put it in the tomb for me. I couldn't calm down for a long time. It turns out that Qiqi left the note for the village chief on purpose. She knew I couldn’t understand it, so she must have called the village chief.

The village chief was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he called the people involved in the crime to dig out the list and destroy it in advance. So they were all blown up by explosives. So these people are the ones who violated my sister. My Qiqi, you have experienced such a nightmare, me. . Looking at the gray sky and letting the rain hit my face, I was so quiet. The rain is getting heavier and heavier and seems to have some kind of sound.

I fell in love with a boy when I was in school. I was in the same class for six years. From elementary school, I liked playing with him very much at first. Then I don’t know when I started to like him. It has been twenty years now. , when he was in school, he studied well, had a good personality, and looked very good-looking in my eyes. Every time I saw him, he would blush and his heartbeat would speed up. When we were in the third grade of junior high school, we were assigned to the same class again. I was so excited that I didn’t sleep all night. He was still sitting in front of me for one semester. Although studying that year was very hard, I didn’t feel it at all, and I didn’t want a holiday at all. After the high school entrance examination, we went to two different high schools. I went to the city, and he went to the county. It was quite far away, but I still found out about the class he was in and wrote him a letter. Although the content was very official, I didn’t mention how happy I was when I received the reply. Just like that, after the college entrance examination, although his grades were very high , but I didn’t get into the ideal university, so I went to Xi’an to repeat my studies, and I went to an ordinary second-tier school in another city, so we lost contact, until he also got into university, and we got in touch again. But still because of my low self-esteem, he went to a key university, but I still didn’t dare to confess. Finally, after graduating from college, I became a teacher in a rural high school in the west, and he went to Shanghai to work in IT. The distance between us became wider and wider. , knowing that it was impossible for us, I met my current husband, and he got married three years later, and we each started a family. Although I occasionally send greetings on WeChat now, I am still very excited, and often at night I dreamed about him, dreamed about us being together, and when I woke up, it was another sleepless night. I knew I shouldn’t, and I didn’t know if he had a place for me in his heart, but this relationship is really precious to me. , I hope that everything will go well for him in the future!

In my family, I am the eldest, with one younger sister and three younger brothers. My younger sister and I are all married. The eldest brother will find a wife from the countryside, and the second brother will find a wife from the city. They can live well. , I'm just the eldest brother, I'm looking for a wife from the countryside. Because my brother has hepatopoietic degeneration, which means that he lacks one of the normal 123 pairs of pigments, so he is a little shaky. Why did I lie down all night in the woods of Nanhu in the morning? The work unit gave him some money to treat my brother like this during his vacation. Later, my eldest brother and sister sold ice fruit. I heard that my brother spent the ice fruit money, and his wife came to my house. When I started to work, I scratched the walls all over the room with blood. After I found out about my anger, I didn’t have a good impression of him at first.

Tell me, my brother has a formal job and is still working in Nanhu. You have to come to my family. How could you do this to my family? Our parents were kind-hearted and not so thoughtful. A few years later, his wife went to the hospital to see a doctor, and the doctor went to his house. Later, when I went to my house, I told her that I knew what I was like and that I couldn't go back to the countryside. She stayed honest for many days.

But in April of the following year, my brother was lost. I dreamed that my brother told us that he was tied up by three people and pushed into Nanhu. He called me over and over again, "Go quickly." To save him, I started to have a toothache the next day. The pain was so severe that I couldn’t stand it. I hurried home and asked what was going on. When I asked, my mother cried. I really lost my brother. I rode my bicycle around Nanhu for a long time. There was no sign of my brother in the circle. I screamed his name, but still no body was found. After returning home, I kept having this dream again and again. The whole family had this dream and their teeth hurt.

In May, there was a thunder and boom, and after a while, my brother’s body came up. My father told me that after Uncle Shao found my brother’s body, I looked for it in the work place. The trolley took him to the funeral home and the funeral took place a few days later. The younger brother died in a very humiliating way, and the elder brother’s face was soaked with blisters. His eyes were open. He told us that I died in a very humiliating way and was killed by someone.

Decades have passed, and I always want to find out what happened at that time. Someone said that there is no good reward for these three people. Even if my family doesn't look for him, he will show up on his own. That dead man finally held his younger siblings in his arms. I was fired from my job by the boss my father hired. But my brother's death cannot be in vain, and God will repay them.