The "psychopath" has suffered a lot, and his crooked teeth were all broken during his illness. I saw him sitting there, suddenly his body twitched, and he suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes. This scene was scary. He had no way of predicting when he would get sick, and he often fell down suddenly in public. Children said he was crazy, and adults said he was crazy behind his back. No one cared about him, and everyone looked at him with strange eyes. He became withdrawn, rigid, and arbitrary. Luo Juan and Xiu Xiu were very young, and his two sisters-in-law beat him up. My brother helped his sisters-in-law and beat him together. He scratched his face and injured his legs but couldn't stop the "mental illness" and all kinds of nasty things. I began to pity him.
When I was in the first grade of junior high school, I called him "aunt" (meaning uncle) when no one was around. He looked at me sheepishly and responded with a "hmm". When I got older, I came to have my own opinions. I knew that he was not a real psychopath, he was just a psychopath. He can repair bamboo baskets, bamboo dustpans, and bamboo mats. He takes dense bamboo strips and inserts them one by one to repair them. No one teaches him, he can do it by himself. At the end of the busy farming season, he went to the fields to pick up one or two rice plants that others had not cleaned up and left behind to supplement his own food rations. He was proving that he was not a complete waste. Without calling him "Auntie" a few times, he left this world that had never given him warmth, and left on a windy, rainy, sleeting day. That year I was in the first grade of junior high school...
Intention: all kinds of life, warmth and warmth of human relationships