Boat Boy (by Shi Yan)

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(I)

The boatman lost his mother at a young age and has been living on the boat with him since he can remember, for more than ten years now.
The Xiaoqing River is a small river that separates Feng Town from the provincial capital, and Fengjia Ferry is the only passage connecting Feng Town and the provincial capital.

Feng Town is not a big town around the provincial capital, and it is the only one on the west bank of the river, so there are not many passengers on Fengjia Ferry. The boatman's family has been ferrying people here for generations, and they are the only boatmen at this ferry.

The boatman's family is also in Feng Town, and the passengers he crosses the river with are all fellow villagers who have known each other since childhood. Therefore, ferrying people is not only a means for his family to make a living, but also a good opportunity to chat and relieve boredom with the passengers.

In the countryside, people's mouths are often vulgar, even women will boldly tell jokes about their private parts. The boatman grew up listening, laughing as he listened, and eventually started repeating them.

Sometimes the adults would burst into laughter, saying, "This kid hasn't even grown his own pubic hair yet, and he's already talking about where women grow pubic hair. Go back and tell your father, he'll find you a wife soon."

"The place where women grow pubic hair is their head, isn't it? What's wrong with talking about it?" the boatman retorted confidently.

The adults laughed even more unrestrainedly, and the boatman laughed along.

Actually, he just parroted what the adults said, without understanding what they were saying. After they left, he was still thinking, "Can't we talk about a woman's head?"

As he grew older and his own pubic hair grew, he began to realize that many of those vulgar jokes were inappropriate, but that was just a feeling; he still didn't understand anything.

From a few years ago onwards, whenever there were no guests crossing the river, the boatman would lie on the deck, basking in the sun, lost in thought.

Many villagers were gossiping with him about arranging a marriage for him.

The boatman didn't understand matters between men and women, but he knew that whenever he saw a woman, a strange thought would arise in his heart, a desire to be close to her. Lying on the boat deck, the thought of women would involuntarily make his penis hard, thick, and erect.

However, he didn't like any of the girls others wanted him to marry, so when they asked him about it, he would shake his head and say he was still too young to marry.

"Boy, don't be confused. We're poor, just ferries people here. Miss Seven's family is wealthy; we're not worthy of her!" Whenever this happened, his father would scold him.

The Miss Seven he was referring to was the daughter of Feng San Gong from Feng Town.

Feng San Gong was not only the richest man in Feng Town, but also a prominent figure among the wealthy families in the province. He owned most of the land and mountains surrounding Feng Town, as well as numerous farmhouses in surrounding towns and seven or eight properties in the provincial capital.
Feng San Gong was also the head of the Feng clan in the town.

Feng was a common surname in Feng Town, and most of the wealthy people there shared this surname, making Feng San Gong an absolute figure in the town; his every word was law.

Feng San Gong was a notorious womanizer; excluding his first wife, he married his fourth concubine even in his fifties. Miss Feng Qi was born to his youngest concubine, the fifth.

Miss Qi attended the affiliated primary school of the provincial women's normal college from a young age, and later the affiliated middle school. During festivals, the boatmen would cross the river from the Feng family's house, so they knew her from childhood.

Unlike typical village girls, Miss Qi wore clean and pretty student clothes and always sat upright on the boat, displaying the demeanor of a well-bred young lady.

He didn't know when it started, but whenever he saw her board the boat, the boatman's mouth would freeze as if glued shut, and he wouldn't even dare to look at her.

After she left, the boatman felt an emptiness in his heart.

When he lay on the boat sunbathing, all he could think about was the Seventh Miss.

He first spoke to the Seventh Miss when she started middle school.

Before, the Seventh Miss was always driven to and from school by the Feng family's long-term workers. Later, he heard from other boatmen that the Seventh Miss didn't want to be driven anymore and insisted on going to school by herself. She even argued with Feng San Gong for this and was beaten by him. But the Seventh Miss was stubborn; she simply refused to eat or drink, and in the end, Feng San Gong had no choice but to give in.
Now the boatman was older and could operate the boat alone, so he took turns ferrying her every day.

That day, it happened to be the boatman's turn to operate the boat. When the Seventh Miss arrived at the ferry alone, there were already two people on the boat. Seeing the Seventh Miss board, the two men made an excuse to wait for someone to disembark.

The Seventh Miss was the daughter of Master Feng, a woman of great importance. Whenever the villagers crossing the river saw her, they would always find an excuse to disembark, leaving her to sit alone. This had been the custom for many years, and the boatman wasn't surprised.

The Seventh Miss sat near the bow, hugging her knees, her face beaming with the smile of someone venturing out of her home for the first time.

The boatman untied the mooring rope, jumped onto the boat, and with a push, the boat glided lightly towards the center of the river.

"Hey, you're called Boatman?" the Seventh Miss asked.

"Yes," the boatman replied, surprised.

"Every time I see you moving the boat, you're always chatting and laughing with the guests. Why don't you talk to me?"

"I… you… Seventh, Seventh Miss, I…" the boatman stammered, caught off guard.

"Don't call me Seventh Miss. We're the same age. My nickname is Cai'er, so just call me Cai'er."

"This... I wouldn't dare."

"What do you mean you wouldn't dare? I hate it when people call me 'Miss'."

"Alright then, Cai, Cai'er."

"That's right. Besides my mother and my father, you're the first person who's willing to call me Cai'er. I like you."
Cai'er was very happy: "By the way, you haven't told me yet, why do you talk to everyone else but not me?"

"You're the daughter of Master Feng, and a scholar. I'm not good with words, I don't know how to say it."

"Stop calling me 'Miss,' I don't like it anymore." Cai'er's face showed displeasure.

"Ah no, Cai'er."

"Oh, that's good! Actually, I know you're not silent because you're bad at talking, it's because of my father and brother."

A trace of melancholy appeared on Cai'er's face: "I know, my family is extremely wealthy, but my father and brother are heartless and oppressive. The poor people in town hate them, and I don't like them either. It's a pity I can't choose which family I was born into, otherwise, I would rather be born into a poor family like you."
"Your family is rich, why did you want to be born into a poor family?" The boatman didn't expect her to say such a thing. His previous respectful but distant thoughts naturally changed, and the distance between the two of them shortened a lot.

"Born into a poor family, you earn your living by working hard, without exploiting or bullying others. Although your meals are simple, you have a clear conscience. Born into a rich family, you have plenty of food and clothing, but you suffer from a guilty conscience every day. Tell me, is it better to be poor or rich?"

"..." The boatman was speechless for a moment, but he felt a special fondness for this female student who was the same age as him.

(II)

From then on, Cai'er always took the boat by herself, and each time she would chat with the boatman.

The boatman liked listening to her; her words were so elegant and pleasant to hear, especially the many principles she spoke of that he had never heard before, letting him know that the poor were not born poor, but that poverty was caused by the exploitation of the rich.

Later, whether intentionally or unintentionally, whenever Cai'er went to the ferry, she would stop the villagers who were trying to get off the boat after the boat had already been filled with people.

She bluntly explained why everyone was avoiding her, and the passengers could no longer disembark, so they had no choice but to cross the river with her.

With Cai'er on the boat, the passengers dared not tell any more bawdy jokes. However, Cai'er became the main speaker, using the short ferry ride to tell the passengers her principles, principles the boatman had heard before, but he was still willing to listen to her again.

Gradually, the villagers stopped avoiding Cai'er like the plague, and instead were more willing to share the ferry with her, listening to her tell them new stories and new principles they had never heard before.

From her, they learned that there was a Soviet Union to the north, where the poor overthrew the rich and became masters of their own destiny, with everyone having food and clothing. They also learned that China had a Communist Party (CP) that led the poor to rise up, overthrow the landlords, and redistribute land. Everyone hoped that the CP's flame would soon reach their region.

Before that flame could reach them, Cai'er had a falling out with Feng Sangong. That day, not long after Cai'er returned home from school, she went back to the ferry alone. The boatman saw that her once fair face was swollen and red, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The boatman hurriedly asked her what had happened. Cai'er said, "I had a falling out with my father. From now on, I'm breaking with my feudal family and I'm going to support myself with my own hands."

Later, the boatman slowly learned from Cai'er that Feng Sangong had heard Cai'er's reasoning with the villagers and was very angry. He scolded Cai'er, and Cai'er argued back. Feng Sangong then hit her, and Cai'er ran back to school in a fit of anger.

The next morning, Cai'er's two older brothers crossed the river and soon dragged her back, followed closely by a young and beautiful female teacher in her early twenties.

The Provincial Women's Normal College was just across the river from the ferry, less than a hundred steps away. When

the four of them reached the shore, Cai'er's two brothers tried to pull her onto the boat, but Cai'er resisted fiercely, her face turning red. The female teacher also grabbed Cai'er's hands from behind, scolding her two brothers. It turned out that Feng Sangong said Cai'er had been poisoned by CP (a type of drug) because of going to school, so he wouldn't let her go to school anymore.

The boatman knew that Cai'er would face dire consequences if she returned to Feng Town, and he desperately didn't want her to be dragged back. So, taking advantage of the four men's argument, he deliberately pretended to accidentally loosen the untied rope, letting the boat drift downstream.

On the shore, the boatman feigned anxiety, taking off his shoes and clothes while muttering, "It's over, it's over, the boat's gone! What are we going to do?"

Then he hurriedly jumped into the water and swam towards the boat that had already gone far away.

When the boatman reached the boat, he looked back and saw that the ferry crossing was already crowded with people, arguing and making a scene.

Seeing from afar that Cai'er had already been snatched back by the female teacher, the boatman then began to pole the boat back.
Back at the ferry, dozens of female students stood behind the female teacher, with Cai'er among them. The teacher was angrily denouncing the Feng family's actions in front of the crowd of onlookers, while the students chanted slogans behind her: "Down with feudalism! We resolutely support breaking with feudal families!"

Cai'er's two brothers were speechless, their faces flushed. Seeing the boat return, they jumped aboard, angrily demanding, "Cai'er, I'll ask you one more time, are you going back or not?"

"I'm not going back!"

"Fine! When we came, your father already said that if you don't go back, from now on, the Feng family will no longer provide you with food, clothing, or anything else. You'll be left to fend for yourself!" "

I have two hands. I'll work and study, I can support myself. Don't worry, I'll live much better than you think!" "

Fine, from now on, don't even think about setting foot in the Feng family again. The Feng family has no daughter like you." "
Go back and tell him that even if you beg me, I won't step into the Feng family's door!"

"Fine, you'll regret this!" From that day on, Cai'er no longer crossed the river here every week, and the Feng family stopped coming.

While rejoicing that Cai'er had finally escaped the Feng family she hated, the boatman was especially happy that on the days when Cai'er was supposed to go home, she would often come to his boat, not to cross the river, but just to sit and chat. Naturally, Cai'er did most of the talking, and the boatman said less, because the boatman would never know as much as Cai'er, who had gone to school.

Because the boat was very close to the school gate, the boatman could see Cai'er when she occasionally went out of school. When there was no one to cross the river, he would sit on the boat and stare blankly at the school gate. As long as he saw Cai'er's figure, no matter where she went, the boatman would feel very happy and satisfied.

...Cai'er was often accompanied by the beautiful female teacher and another female student who was about the same age as Cai'er.

Once, when the boatman casually asked about it, Cai'er told him that the female teacher's surname was Wang, and she taught Chinese. Cai'er called her Teacher Wang. The female student was in the same class as her and was Teacher Wang's younger sister. She also told him that Teacher Wang was getting married soon.

The boatman didn't know what marriage meant, but Cai'er explained that marriage meant getting married. The boatman then understood and was very happy for Teacher Wang. Such a beautiful woman; the groom would surely treat her well. He then thought that if Cai'er married him, he would also treat her well.

Thinking this, a smile appeared on his face. Cai'er asked him what he was smiling about, and the boatman quickly said he wasn't smiling, but his face flushed red.

The boatman's elder often reminded him that although Cai'er had fallen out with the Feng family, she was still the daughter of Feng San Gong, a wealthy young lady. It wasn't surprising that she was acting a little temperamental. Once she understood the hardships of life, she would eventually go back. The boatman didn't take this seriously at all.

A few months later, people heard that the so-called "CP" (Communist Party) that Cai'er had mentioned had already led farmers in unrest in several neighboring counties, forming peasant associations and promising to arrive soon. Some people in the town had even secretly gone to the neighboring counties to contact the CP, estimating that the unrest would soon reach this area. The boatman was overjoyed to hear this.

However, things didn't develop as the boatman had hoped. Not long after, news came that the government had sent people to suppress the CP and peasant associations, supposedly on the orders of President Chiang Kai-shek. Many people were killed, and the situation was finally brought under control. The government declared that anyone who continued to follow the CP in their misdeeds would have their entire family executed.

The boatman didn't know who President Chiang Kai-shek was, but he knew that a president must be a very high-ranking official.

Sure enough, not long after, more than a dozen heads were hung on the city gate tower of the provincial capital; these were said to be the captured leaders of the CP and peasant associations.

The boatman was very depressed. Cai'er was also in a bad mood those days. She told the boatman in grief and indignation that the CP would not be eliminated. They would just go into hiding to continue fighting against the government. Sooner or later, they would rise up in revolution again. Only then did the boatman feel a little better.

For a long time after that, the boatman often saw soldiers escorting people dressed as farmers from the ferry crossing towards the city. He also often saw corpses wrapped in tattered reed mats being pulled south on broken carts. He knew there was a mass grave to the south, where the heads of these men had been dumped in the wilderness. He heard that there were many wild dogs in the mass grave, and a corpse left there would be chewed up to the bones in less than the time it takes to eat a meal.

Cai'er no longer spent much time with Teacher Wang and her sisters, nor did she talk to the villagers crossing the river on the boat. After some time, she actually took her small bundle and went back to town.

"I told you so!"

As Cai'er returned from town and disembarked from the ferry towards school, the boatman sighed deeply. "Alas! We're just born poor; we can't compete with the rich.

Look at how well Miss Qi talked a few years ago, and look at her now! Who wants to have their head ripped off?

Kid! She's a rich girl after all; she can't endure hardship, you know?

She went back this time to apologize to Master Feng. They're father and daughter, after all; Master Feng only scolded her a few times and forgave her past mistakes, saying that as long as she doesn't follow others and cause trouble again, she can still go to school.

You can forget about it!" That night, the boatman cried under the covers.

From then on, Cai'er still crossed the river here every week, and the villagers once again began to keep their distance from her.

The boatman fell silent, and Cai'er fell silent too; they gradually became strangers.

(III)

That day, a group of soldiers stormed into the school. The boatman heard sirens and screams from the female students. Soon after, Cai'er arrived at the ferry with a small bundle and boarded the boat. Just as the boatman pushed the boat into the river, a shout rang out from the bank: "Stop! Push the boat back!"

The boatman turned around and saw a group of more than a dozen soldiers, pointing their guns and shouting at him.

The boatman saw the anxious look on Cai'er's face and had an idea. He originally thought of ignoring the soldiers and getting Cai'er across the river first, but Cai'er suddenly said, "Push back, or they will shoot."

Then she added, "Help me when I get off the boat, I'm afraid I'll fall."

The boatman had no choice but to push back. When they reached the bank, Cai'er stood up to get off the boat. Suddenly, the boat swayed and she almost fell off. The boatman was quick and grabbed her hand. He felt something in her hand and squeezed it tightly.

The boatman understood, clutching the item in his hand. He watched as Cai'er reached the shore and was led back to school by the soldiers.
The boatman glanced at his hand; it was a small scroll of paper. Knowing it must be important, and fearing the soldiers would return to search, he stuffed it into a hollow in a large willow tree on the bank.

Sure enough, the soldiers returned soon after. They searched the boatman's body first, then thoroughly searched the boat, but found nothing. They left, cursing and swearing.

Once the soldiers were gone, the boatman, seeing no one around, took the scroll out and stuffed it into the hollow at the stern of the bamboo boat.

A while later, the soldiers emerged from the school, leading four or five female students toward the city, followed by a group of students, led by their teacher, Teacher Wang, shouting that they shouldn't arrest people indiscriminately.

The dozen or so soldiers who had chased Cai'er earlier escorted her onto the boat, repeatedly bowing and apologizing, as if afraid that Feng Sangong would hold them accountable.

Cai'er boarded the boat angrily, while the soldiers continued bowing on the shore until she was completely out of sight.

The next day, when Cai'er returned looking aggrieved, Feng Sangong and two farmhands personally escorted her across the river. After reaching the shore, she didn't go to school but went straight into the city, not returning until the afternoon. By then, the aggrieved look on Cai'er's face had vanished, and she smiled as she escorted Feng Sangong across the river again. She stood on the shore watching them leave before returning to the boat.
Boatman looked around to make sure no one was watching before taking the item out and handing it to Cai'er.

Cai'er said, "Thank you so much for yesterday. This thing is more precious than my life!"

"What is it?"

"Nothing much, just an IOU. Their company commander tried to steal it under the pretext of searching the CP (military headquarters) to avoid paying his debts."

"Ah, is that so? Then you must keep it safe."

"Of course!" Since Cai'er didn't say anything, Boatman pretended not to know, but he suddenly understood something.
He hadn't seen the item, and even if he had, it wouldn't have mattered because he couldn't read. But he knew it wasn't just an IOU. He suddenly understood that Cai'er might still be the same Cai'er, and she was doing something important now!

Thinking of the corpse being taken to the cemetery on a cart, Boatman couldn't help but worry about her again.

Two years passed in the blink of an eye. Cai'er was still in school, but she was now in university.
Over the past two years, the students have become increasingly restless, often marching towards the city in lines, waving flags and chanting slogans. Each time they return, several are left with bloodied heads.

But Cai'er never appears in the ranks, and she seems to have distanced herself from the other students, always alone. However, she goes home more often, sometimes crossing the river every afternoon to return to school the next morning, since it's only seven or eight li from Feng Town.

When Cai'er was arrested, the boatman's father was ferrying people across the river. The boatman was cooking at home and didn't see it, only hearing his father say that many soldiers had gone to the school, taking five people away—one teacher and four students, Cai'er being one of them.

The boatman thought it would be like before, just a few days' detention, but this time half a month passed, and the arrested person hadn't been released.

Cai'er's arrest became the talk of the town among the villagers crossing the river, and the boatman realized this was a serious matter.

I heard that this time, the authorities arrested a key figure in the provincial party committee because a captured CP liaison officer couldn't withstand the torture and confessed. This led to the arrest of the entire provincial party committee and its subordinate organizations, and further, through this person's defection, the entire provincial party committee was dismantled.

Fifty or sixty people were arrested, including three CP members from the Women's Normal College, among them Cai'er, who served as a liaison officer for the provincial student movement branch.

Chuan Yazi's heart clenched. He knew that being a CP member was a capital offense, and becoming a key CP member was even more life-threatening.

He admired the CP, admired Cai'er, but was even more worried about her fate.

From the discussions, Chuan Yazi also learned that on the day Cai'er was arrested, Feng Sangong was summoned by the Shijiazhuang police bureau to persuade Cai'er to repent and expose her accomplices. However, Cai'er refused and argued with Feng Sangong again. Enraged, Feng Sangong later told the police chief that Cai'er was no longer a member of the Feng family, and that she could be killed or tortured at will, it had nothing to do with the Feng family.

Afterwards, Cai'er, like the others who were arrested, suffered severe torture, but she never yielded.
While people pitied and admired Cai'er, the villagers also cursed Feng Sangong as inhuman.

Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs, yet he had pushed his own daughter into the fire and ignored her completely.

Hearing this, the boatman became even more worried about Cai'er's fate. Even he himself didn't care about her life or death, and she had so defied the officials so directly—how could he not worry?

After some time, people stopped talking about it, as if nothing had happened, but the boatman grew increasingly uneasy.

Finally, one day, people started talking about Cai'er again. This time, they said the court had handed down its verdict: over twenty people arrested were sentenced to death, and Cai'er was among them, to be beheaded soon.

They also said that before the sentencing, Feng San Gong, along with his fifth concubine—Cai'er's biological mother—went to the prison, hoping to persuade Cai'er to change her mind one last time, but Cai'er was determined and had no other choice.

Feng San Gong also declared again in front of the police chief that Cai'er was no longer a member of the Feng family, subject to the law, and after her death, she would not be buried in the Feng family ancestral cemetery, nor would anyone in the Feng family be allowed to claim her body.

The boatman's lips were covered in large blisters. He looked at him and just kept sighing.

(IV)

Three days later, the boatman arrived at the ferry early in the morning and sensed something was wrong. Many soldiers had come to the gate of the Women's Normal School, and crowds of people were gathered on the street, talking amongst themselves. He inquired and learned that today, two places, outside the south city and on the Women's Normal School's playground, were to execute the CP's most wanted criminals.

The boatman felt his head spinning. He didn't care that many people were waiting on the other side to cross the river. He ran ashore and squeezed into the crowd. He wanted to see his Cai'er one last time.

The boatman was young and strong. He squeezed desperately to the very back of the crowd and saw soldiers standing in two rows, armed to the teeth, blocking the crowd on both sides of the school gate and the main road.

People were talking amongst themselves, their voices filled with complex emotions.

The boatman didn't care what others were saying. He only hoped that Cai'er wouldn't be among those killed.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, three cars, a rarity in this area, finally arrived from the direction of the city. Each car carried seven or eight armed policemen, and at the front of each car stood a young female prisoner.

From a distance, the three women's bodies shone brightly against the yellow police uniforms.

As the cars drew closer, the boatman gradually realized that the three women's slender upper bodies were indeed naked, their delicate arms bound tightly behind their backs, and tall death warrants stuck to the back of their heads. Each woman was supported by two policemen on either side, pressed against the back of the cab.

Because of the cab and the truck bed, their lower bodies were not visible; only the three girls' heads were held high, their snow-white breasts prominently displayed, their red nipples trembling with the car's swaying.

All three girls had short hair, and they frequently shook their heads forcefully, flicking the stray hairs that obscured their faces behind them.

As the vehicles drew closer, Chuan Yazi recognized the tall woman in the front vehicle as Teacher Wang, the thinner woman in the second vehicle as her sister, and the petite woman in the last vehicle as Cai'er.

The crowd surged forward, and Chuan Yazi, like a small boat, was tossed about, almost unconscious, as if struck by lightning, staring blankly at the familiar, beautiful face on the vehicle.

Cai'er saw him too, and suddenly smiled—a sweet, composed smile that snapped Chuan Yazi out of his daze. He cursed inwardly—cursing the officials, Feng Sangong and the wealthy men, and himself—for his incompetence in rescuing her.

The vehicles stopped in front of the school gate, the middle one directly in front of Chuan Yazi.

The soldiers opened the side panels of the vehicles on three sides, and the policemen jumped off, leaving only the three female prisoners and the three policemen in each vehicle.

Only then did the boatman notice that Teacher Wang and her sister weren't wearing any clothes on their lower bodies, their long legs and round buttocks exposed. The soldiers supporting them weren't just supporting them, but each of them also had a hand on their buttocks, pinching them occasionally. Each time, the pinched flesh parted, revealing their deeply recessed anuses.

An officer got off the front carriage and gave a command. The policemen supporting the three girls then dragged them to the side of the carriage, making them stand facing the crowd. The boatman also saw Cai'er's lower body; among the three female prisoners, she was the only one still wearing a pair of floral-patterned underpants.

The boatman knew that, after all, she was the daughter of Feng San Gong, so the authorities had to give her some decency out of respect for her status. Teacher Wang and her sister, on the other hand, had dark pubic hair protruding from their lower abdomens.

The three girls were barefoot, their slender feet bare. Each girl's ankles were tied with a rope, leaving only a short section about a foot long in the middle. They crossed their legs, squeezing their thighs tightly together to cover their genitals, which only accentuated the curves of their pelvises.

The crowd began to stir again. Some whispered curses against the officials' shamelessness, while others loudly hurled vulgar insults and abuse at the three female prisoners.

The boatman, who had never seen a woman's body before, despite cursing himself and trying to control himself, still felt a physical reaction.

Starting with the first vehicle, the third policeman in each vehicle began loudly reading out the death sentences of the female prisoners. Each time a sentence was read, the two policemen supporting the woman would press her head down, forcing her to bend over deeply, her buttocks raised high. After reading the sentence, the policeman behind her would first grope her crotch from behind before forcing her to stand up again, only to have her legs forcibly spread apart, finally exposing her vulva.

Only Cai'er was not subjected to such humiliation; she was merely forced to lower her head before being forced to stand up again.

The boy saw that the faces of Teacher Wang and her sister were flushed red, and tears flashed in their eyes for a moment before disappearing.
The three girls wore fearless smiles, their necks stiffening, refusing to submit.

The girls were lifted from the vehicles and handed over to the policemen below. Again, two policemen each carried them, their feet barely touching the ground as they were led towards the school gate.

Cai'er walked last, and just before entering the school gate, she turned back forcefully, giving Chuan Yazi a radiant smile he would never forget.

Hearing the shouts and screams of the female students coming from inside the school, Chuan Yazi clenched his fists, unsure what to do.

Soon, another shriek and scream came from inside the walls, followed by the cries of women. Chuan Yazi knew that all three girls were finished, and his Cai'er was finished too.

He didn't know whether to cry or curse; he just stood there, stunned, hoping it was all just a dream, a joke.

But it was all real. The police came out of the school one after another. The ones in front hung three wooden cages on a tree, each containing the head of a young girl. The girls' faces showed no pain; their eyes were slightly closed, as if they were asleep. Cai'er even had a smile on her face.

The police laid three tattered reed mats against the wall near the school gate, and then carried three corpses out of the school.
Each tragic female corpse was carried by two policemen; the one in front held their bound arms, while the one behind held the ropes binding their feet.

The three girls were all face down, their bodies drooping downwards due to their weight, forming a curved arc. The young women's beautiful breasts hung softly on their chests, swaying from side to side.

Their heads were gone, leaving only bloody neck cavities from which blood was still gushing.
The female corpses were first placed on the mat with their feet facing outwards, then turned over and lay on their backs. The boatman saw that their knees, bellies, and breasts were covered in yellow dirt, and there was a lot of blood on their chests, presumably from when they collapsed to the ground after death.

The policemen carrying the bodies went back into the school, and when they came out, each of them had a wet rag. They squatted down and wiped the blood and dirt off the three female corpses, revealing the women's original fair skin. Then they spread the female corpses' legs apart. Because their feet were tied, only their knees were spread out as far as possible, like three dead frogs lying on their backs. Everything about the women was exposed.

The policemen were not satisfied, so they picked up two tree branches as thick as hoe handles and stuck them into the places where Teacher Wang and her sister urinated, causing their thick labia to split open and be displayed in public.

The inspectors left, the soldiers left, leaving only three young, headless, beautiful corpses lying by the wall for people to see.
The crowd rushed towards the three female corpses with a "whoosh," surrounding them completely. The boatman didn't go over; he just stood there, stunned. He didn't know how long he stood there, only that the crowd dispersed, leaving only those who had heard the news and came to see what was going on. A dozen or so rich young men stayed behind, uttering vulgarities as they watched the female corpses naked.

Although Cai'er was wearing underwear, it wasn't like underwear today; it was just ordinary shorts with wide, loose legs. When her legs were spread apart, the view inside was vaguely visible. The rich hooligans muttered nonsense as they squatted beside her, tilting their heads to peek through the gap between her legs, hoping to see more secrets.

Seeing his idol being so humiliated, the boatman was filled with indescribable frustration. He wanted nothing more than to rush up and beat those scoundrels half to death.

(V)

"Boatman—Boatman—ferrying!" Hearing many people shouting, the boatman suddenly woke up and hurriedly ran to the riverbank. There were already many people standing on the other side of the river, including his father, who was shouting for him. The boatman quickly boarded the boat and rowed to the other side.

Country folk never had a sense of time, so although the group waited on the riverbank for a long time, no one complained.

If this had happened normally, his father would have definitely cursed, but today he didn't. He just silently boarded the boat and sat at the bow, puffing on his pipe.

After two trips, everyone was finally ferried across. Then the boatman sat on the boat, lost in thought. Both father and son were silent, neither of them saying a word.

The thugs on the shore were still emitting wanton, lewd laughter, which sounded like ghosts wailing to the boatman. Several passengers coming ashore shook their heads, muttering, "Disgusting, scoundrels,"

and unanimously cursing Feng Sangong: "He just lets his own daughter be displayed like that in the street for everyone to see, and he won't even collect her body? He has no humanity!"

That day, the villagers returning to town from the provincial capital naturally talked about Cai'er's beheading. After noon, the thugs' voices finally stopped, and the boatman felt a little better. But the words of two passengers filled him with anger again: "That Feng Sangong, he's a real scoundrel! He couldn't even save a perfectly good girl's life, and he won't even collect her body, just leaving her naked in the street for everyone to see. He's completely ruined the Feng family's morals!"

"Yes! A woman's private parts are something even most people wouldn't dare look at, yet someone pulled down her pants, spread her legs, and exposed her completely, even sticking something in there! How could Feng San Gong be so shameless!"
"What are you talking about? Aren't those two Cai'er?" The boatman thought the guest had mistaken the corpses, since the corpses were headless.

"Which two are you talking about?"

"The two without clothes aren't Cai'er. The one with clothes is."

"You mean the one wearing underwear? What kind of almanac are you talking about? Just now, those rich kids pulled down Miss Feng's underwear before they left, and even stuck a pipe stick in there!" The boatman was dumbfounded.

"This is all because the Feng family is rich but heartless, their ancestors committed countless evils, and Heaven is punishing them by making their daughter disgrace the Feng family!"

"You're talking nonsense! Cai'er is a good person. It's Feng San Gong who's disgraced! No matter how those people treat Cai'er, she's the best and cleanest!" Hearing this, the boatman suddenly flew into a rage, startling the two guests who stared at him dumbfounded, wondering what was wrong.

"Boy! Don't be rude to your elders!" he scolded.

"I don't care which elder it is, but you're not allowed to speak ill of Cai'er!" The boatman slammed down the oar, refused to row anymore.

The two guests looked at him helplessly; they had never seen this usually cheerful boy so angry.

"Boat boy, row the boat!"

Seeing the boatman didn't move, his father cursed again, "You good-for-nothing, you're lawless!" He

cursed as he walked over and snatched the oar to row. The boatman sat there dejectedly, not uttering a sound.
The sun was gradually setting, and most of the townspeople had already crossed the ferry; there were few passengers left. The father and son sat on the boat, each lost in their own thoughts.

The boatman sensed that his father was different today; his father, who was usually intolerant of disrespect, was unusually tolerant.

The boatman stood up, walked over to his father, took his pipe, filled it with tobacco, clumsily lit it, and took a puff. He was immediately choked and couldn't cough for a long time.

"If you've never smoked before, don't smoke; it's choking!" his father said.

The boatman didn't speak, but simply sat back down with the pipe, head down, saying nothing.

After a long silence, he said again, "After today, their bodies will be thrown into the mass grave."
"Yes."

"No one dares to collect their bodies, not even Master Feng. Collecting a CP's body is a capital offense."

"Yes."

"Young man, are you afraid of being beheaded?"

"Yes," the young man answered, then immediately shook his head.

"Seventh Miss is different from the Feng family; she's truly a good person," he said.

"Yes," the young man answered.

"Such a good person shouldn't be treated so cruelly."

"Yes."

"Young man, do you dare to bury them?" The young man suddenly looked up at his wrinkled face, not understanding what he meant.

"Before, I wouldn't let you associate with Miss Seven, because we weren't good enough for her. But now, she's dead. We shouldn't have let her be bitten by wild dogs. She was a good person!"

He didn't look up, continuing, "I know this is risky. If you're afraid, I won't force you. But you're a man. Since you loved her, you should understand loyalty and righteousness!"

"Hmm." Chuan Yazi had always thought of him as a cowardly and unreasonable person, but at this moment, his image in her mind suddenly seemed incredibly noble.

In the middle of the night, the father and son quietly paddled across the river with a rope. Seeing no one around, they quickly reached the road and, by the moonlight, straightened the three girls' legs, wrapped their bodies in the mat, tied the rope twice, and then lifted them onto the boat. The boatman then went to the tree to get three wooden cages down, quickly paddled the boat across the river, and then pulled them on a cart for about ten miles to the boatman's family cemetery.

It was far from the town, and no one would come here. Only then did he turn around, letting the boatman light a lantern, open the mat, and carefully remove the things the three girls had inserted into their lower bodies, then dress them.

Cai'er's underwear was still on her calves, so the boatman helped her put it back on.

Where did Teacher Wang and her sister have clothes?

The boatman's family was poor; the father and son each only had one set of tattered clothes, patched upon patched. They had to cut two square pieces, each a foot in size, from a tattered quilt cover and tie them around the waists of Teacher Wang and her sister with thin hemp rope, making small aprons that barely covered their private parts.

Carefully cradling Cai'er's decapitated body in his arms, the boatman knelt on the ground and wailed bitterly.
Three years passed, and the boatman was still ferrying people across the river, still telling jokes to his passengers without restraint; no one noticed any change.

Until one day, a group of soldiers took him off the boat, and people learned that he had unknowingly become a liaison officer for the Communist Party. As the

boatman was leaving, he turned back to look at him, laughing loudly, and said, "Sir, I'm going now. Take care of yourself. Don't worry about me. Bury me with her; with her keeping me company over there, I won't be lonely."

(The End)

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