Along the village road, the son of the middle-aged man before, the half-grown boy hurriedly ran over while shouting, followed by his mother, the middle-aged woman,

“...... Dad, you said before that Brother Wu went to the mountain alone last night and fell down, but obviously I saw that Brother Wu went up the mountain with Aunt Luo, I saw it!"

The half-grown boy ran into the yard, found his father, took a few breaths, and said again,

“...... In the evening, when my mother was cooking in the kitchen, I was watching TV in the house, and I saw through the window that Brother Wu was still carrying a basket......

In the already quiet courtyard, the half-grown boy's words sounded, and it became quieter and quieter.

Several elderly villagers shook their heads and sighed, and the villagers couldn't help but turn their heads and look into the house again, each of them a little silent.

“...... What nonsense!"

“...... I'm not talking nonsense...... I just saw ......."

The middle-aged man murdered his child, and the half-grown boy couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved, but he didn't speak again.

“...... Lao Xu, this is ......"

The mother of the half-grown boy, the middle-aged woman, followed closely behind her child, and also walked into the courtyard, looked at the people in the courtyard who were silent, and then looked into the house, and couldn't help but ask the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at his wife, then reached out and touched the shoulder of the half-grown boy who was a little aggrieved, then turned his head, looked at the room, shook his head, and sighed.

......

“...... You're a bad person, you're a bad person!"

In the hall, the child, who had broken free from the half-dressed, stood up in front of his mother, yelling at the middle-aged woman who had dressed him earlier.

"Xiao Zhong ......"

The middle-aged woman stood in front of the child with her clothes, opened her mouth, stopped her voice, and some didn't know what to say, but just stood where she was.

“...... Xiao Zhong, good, don't make trouble, let Aunt Xu put on your clothes first. ”

Then Sister Luo stood up again, turned her head, barely smiled, and said softly to her child, then held the pants in one hand and held her child's shoulder with the other, and let the child sit down again.

“...... She's a bad person, she's a bad person......"

The kid sat down, but kept shouting.

“...... Let Aunt Xu put on your clothes for you. ”

Sister Luo smiled reluctantly, and then said softly to her child.

The boy didn't speak, just shrunk back, turned his head, and lowered his head.

“...... Xiao Zhong, stretch out your hand. ”

The middle-aged woman took her clothes and stepped forward again, and dressed the child.

The boy still kept his head down, but he also cooperated, and stretched out his hand.

put a coat on the child, and Sister Luo also put on the pants on the child.

The middle-aged woman withdrew her hand, stood aside, opened her mouth, looked at the mother and son, wanted to say something, but was silent.

When the boy had finished dressing, he stood up again, shrunk and cowered, and stood beside his mother by the arm, holding his arms with both hands.

Sister Luo looked at her child, stretched out her hand and gently wiped her child's back,

“...... It's okay, it's okay......"

The child seemed to relax a little, but still buried his head and clutched his mother's arm tightly.

Sister Luo put down her hand, stood on her feet again, turned her head again, and looked at Lian Ge standing on the other side of the hall,

“...... Young man, thank you, if it weren't for you, Xiao Zhong would ......"

Towards Lian Ge, Sister Luo thanked her,

“...... You're a bad guy too, you're a bad guy too, a bad guy!"

The boy raised his head again and yelled at Lian Ge,

“...... Xiao Zhong, don't make a fuss......"

Sister Luo called, and the child buried his head again and shrank back.

On the side, Lian Ge glanced at the mother and son, shook his head slightly, and didn't say anything.

......

“...... The hosts,"

The old Taoist priest beckoned a few helpers, and some villagers who were helping to remove the mourning hall in the hall, and then walked into the hall, looked at the mother and son, shouted, and stopped.

“...... Thank you, master. ”

Sister Luo spoke to the old Taoist priest, spoke, turned her head again, and looked at her own child beside her, shrinking her body and burying her head.

The old Taoist priest shook his head and stepped aside again.

Inside the hall, outside the hall, no one spoke, and then it was quiet.

Stood on his feet again, silent for a while,

“...... Last night, I went to the mountain with Xiao Zhong. ”

Sister Luo looked at her child and said again.

Inside and outside the house, the crowd listened, and it became even more silent.

......

“...... Now that the children are awake, today's funeral is naturally gone, everyone is gone, let's all go back, it's not too early......"

After a while, in the courtyard, an old man from a village stood up and greeted the crowd in the courtyard, shouting.

When all the people in the village heard the voice, they all cooperated, and they were a little silent, and they left their seats and dispersed everywhere.

“...... Iniquity, iniquity......"

The sound of tables and chairs and benches moving, mixed with some sighs, sounded, and gradually subsided,

A group of people in the village dispersed and walked away, and there were only a few people left inside and outside the house, and then it was quiet.

......

“...... I asked him to find a basket at home and walk in front of me, and I followed him and walked behind him. ”

After being silent for a while, Sister Luo turned her head again, her somewhat haggard face was still calm, and she continued to speak.

In the hall, Lian Ge stood beside him, quietly listening to the woman's narration, and then turned his gaze and looked into the distance outside the house.

“...... And he climbed up the hill along the way up the mountain...... I didn't pick the mushrooms, I took him with me to the edge of the cliff where he had been once...... He went once, and I was afraid that he would have an accident, so I scolded him once and hugged him and cried once...... After that, he never went to that place again......"

Sister Luo said, next to her, the child cowered, buried his head, shrunk his body, his hands tightly clutched his mother's arm, and his body trembled slightly.

“...... I lied to him and said that there were mushrooms on the edge of the cliff, and they tasted delicious, and when I picked them, I would make soup for him...... He said, "I won't let him go to that place, and he's afraid I'll scold him...... I said I wouldn't scold him this time, let him go ahead. ”

Sister Luo said, pausing,

“...... When we reached the top of the cliff, on the edge of the cliff, I pushed him down. ”

After saying another word, Sister Luo fell silent again,

And the child who was burying his head and shrunk back suddenly raised his head again,

“...... No, no, no......"

With his hands still on his mother's arm, and shaking his head, the child said over and over again,

“...... It was I who fell, I fell on my own......"

As he spoke, the child became a little excited again, and shouted loudly at the hall, Lian Ge, the middle-aged woman, and the old Taoist priest who had not yet left,

“...... You're all bad people, you're all bad people, you're all bad people......"

Next to her, Sister Luo listened to her child's words, her eyes became redder, and she reached out and hugged her child tightly.

Rubbing his child's hair over and over again with his forehead and face, tears gushed out from his eyes, kept dripping, dripping to the ground,

“...... You're all bad people, you're all bad people, all bad people......"

The boy was still yelling at the people in the hall, over and over again.

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