Yan Bugui picked up a sharpened pencil. His hands were steady, not trembling at all. At the top of the blank page, he neatly wrote the date: January 15, 1966 (Xiao Dang Tou Seven).
Then, in the new first line, he wrote vigorously, stroke by stroke:
Yi Zhonghai - Hypocrisy kills people. Debt: ruined, lonely and helpless, dead without a burial place.
The tip of the pencil cuts through the paper, leaving deep scratches. Then comes the second line:
Liu Haizhong - Willing to die without mercy, mean and ungrateful. Debt: The official dream is shattered, everyone betrays relatives and leaves, and they lie down and drown in shit.
The third line:
Xu Damao - adding insult to injury and speaking harshly to the heart. Debt: The family is ruined, the wife and children are separated, and the body is killed in the street.
The fourth line:
Qin Huairu - Hypocrisy, crying about poverty, standing idly by. Debt: blood-sucking is exposed, children despise, poverty and illness.
Fifth line:
Jia Zhangshi - A vicious curse with a heart that can be punished. Debt: frightened day and night, plagued by bad diseases, no bones left.
Line 6:
Everyone in the hospital is cold-eyed and insensitive. Debt: The house is restless, the chickens and dogs are restless, withered and dilapidated!
At the end of the writing, his pen was so powerful that it almost pierced the paper. Every stroke is condensed with deep-seated hatred, and every painting seems to be dipped in the cold blood of his daughter. After writing, he picked up the blood-stained bead and pressed a round, dark red mark heavily on the name "Yi Zhonghai", like an ominous brand.
