Father Du continued to reminisce about the past: "Xiao Ze stared at me blankly, I could see the unwillingness and disbelief in his eyes, in fact, it was not only him, I was also at a loss.

I thought about helping him, but the ground was full of his blood, I didn't dare to move, I was suddenly very afraid, I was afraid that the blood would get on my feet, then I would become the murderer of my son, I didn't want to, I didn't want to bear this charge.

Now, my daughter-in-law has run away with someone, my son is dead, and my wife and I are left. Isn't my home about to fall apart completely?

If you want to say that Ozawa is unwilling, I am also unwilling, the monks love to say, 'ants are still greedy for life', I am still a person, a living person, how can I see this home is gone, so I tried to calm down and cautiously returned to the big house.

Fortunately, Ozawa's mother didn't find a flaw, and just regarded it as a farce like usual......"

"You bastard!" Du's mother's hand swayed from side to side, and finally broke free from her husband's shackles, and slapped him in the face fiercely, "In vain, I have always treated you as a good person, but after killing my son with my own hands, I can casually ask me to see your crime scene, heh, you, you are really, really...... Ruthless! ”

After Du's mother finished beating people, she was completely out of strength, and there was no more motivation to support her, she leaned against the wall, gritted her teeth and scolded her husband, and then fell to the ground in despair.

"Old lady, that night, the movement of so many people should not be small, didn't your old man suspect it at all?" Zheng Hao squatted down, helped Du Mu to sit back on the chair, and couldn't help but ask.

"I, I...... I thought...... I thought it was just that Ozawa was making more trouble than usual! Du Mu's lips trembled, and she replied weakly.

"Worse than usual?" Zheng Hao recalled this sentence, his eyes lit up, "What do you mean, this is how Du Ze treats Qin Sumei in normal times, and your old man has always turned one eye open and closed one eye to condone his domestic violence, right?" You've never been afraid of accidents? Can you bear to listen to it? Also, do you really get a good night's sleep every night? ”

This question, Qin Yafu clenched Lin Zihang's hand, the memory of many years ago is unforgettable enough, but it is still not as shocking as hearing the person concerned's personal narration, how did the little aunt back then bear it?

Qin Yafu turned her head to look at Qin Sumei, who was close at hand, her eyebrows were frowning, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, and she couldn't stop trembling, the past was gone, and she shouldn't have been held accountable, but how could the pain of the past be healed by forgetting the word?

Zheng Hao's sharp questioning directly caught Du's mother off guard, she snorted, and her momentum became weaker and weaker unconsciously: "You, you have also seen, my house is not small, such a slip of five big houses, I am noisy, sleep in the easternmost side, they sleep in the westernmost side, the general movement is not real, usually when they make trouble, I, I also managed, but they don't listen......"

"Are they not listening? Oh, it's enough for your son not to listen. Qian You sneered, such a pale quibble, she was able to say it!

"If you don't listen, you will have the consequences of not listening, old lady, who are you complaining about? It's clear that your ignorance indirectly killed your son, do you know? Lin Zihang's eyes couldn't tolerate sand the most, and after hearing so much, his heart was uneasy, and he couldn't hold back his anger anymore, and reprimanded him coldly.

"I, I...... How did I know this would happen? If I had known, I wouldn't have let them continue to do anything! Du's mother repented from the moment she saw her son's tragic death, and now she was mentioned by Lin Zihang again, full of grief and anger, rolling her eyes, her expression was painful, but she didn't faint.

This kind of suffering, which doesn't even have room to escape reality for a short time, is really a great pleasure of retribution and retribution.

"Actually, I was scared to the extreme, and I always thought that that night, if I had gone to see him for the first time, maybe he would have been saved......"

After being slapped by his wife, Du's father saw her slumped on the ground, and his heart was filled with sadness, and he couldn't help but confess the last trace of guilt in his heart, this seems to be the most primitive root of human nature, anyway, it's already like this, nothing can be recovered, since he wants to go to hell, he is still reluctant to leave her in the end, then, take her to sink into the abyss together, and there will be no peace forever.

"You, what did you say?" Du's wife trembled, and even her hands on the table made a slight knocking sound, this kind of hindsight behavior is really a trick, this old man, not only sprinkled a handful of salt on her wound, but also pinched it again, didn't he want her old life?

"Yes, when I told you for the first time, he hadn't breathed yet, although I escaped, but when I returned to the house, I still didn't want to go, so I thought, let you save him, even if he comes back to life and fights with me, so that my guilt can be alleviated, but, it's really ridiculous, you grind and chirp, you don't have the slightest intention to move, and in the end, I can't stand it myself, so I went to see him again."

Du's father showed mixed emotions on his face, it was certain that he wanted to cry without tears, but the hatred was also clear, and what he said was simply to fall into the well, and no longer give the old wife the slightest room for relief.

When I entered the house again, I saw that there was a little anger in his eyes, but he seemed to be unable to recognize anyone, and his hearing should still be there, so when I approached him, his neck could not support the weight of his head, and he moved lightly and slightly, his face revealed some excitement, his breathing became more rapid, and his mouth opened and closed, but he could not make any sound.

Speaking of which, I was a little scared, and I knew that he wasn't dead, but the ghost he looked like was really terrifying! ”

"You, what did you do to him again?" Du's mother's voice has been shattered, and now every word her husband says is like tearing off a piece of flesh and blood in her heart, so painful that she doesn't even have room for numbness, she bears it hard, whipping her soul again and again, is this a retribution for her brazenness and domineering in this life? Came so quickly, so violently, didn't allow her to have a little respite?

"I didn't do anything," Father Du stiffened his face and sneered, "At that time, I didn't have to do anything, just watched him, watching him breathe a little bit......

You, who have always been smarter than me, but when you arrived home that night, why don't you want to think about it, how can I stand outside the window and eavesdrop all the time after I have been out for so long? No matter how wooden I am, I must have gone in to have a look, but until I come back and urge you to go, you are still reluctant and too lazy to move, hehe, it seems that God doesn't want him to live......"

"Ahh When Du Mu heard this, she only felt a headache, her hands were forced, she pulled her hair desperately, wailed, and finally fainted.

Before Du Mu's body tilted to the side and was about to fall to the ground, Lin Zihang reached out to support her.

Zheng Hao walked over and saw that even though the old lady had fainted, her hands holding her hair had not been released, so he went to break her fingers.

"Hey, how hard did she go?" Zheng Hao gasped, because when he broke Du Mu's hand, he found that there was a strand of hair wrapped around the fingers of her two hands, and there were two bleeding wounds on the scalp and where the hair was missing, although it was not very big, but it was shocking.

"When my mother was alive, she told me that in this life, don't do anything wrong, otherwise, it's not that you don't report it, it's just that the time has not come." Du's father didn't care about his wife's coma, and when Lin Zihang and Zheng Hao helped her to the chair and let her lie on the table temporarily, they actually continued to talk calmly.

"Since my mother and I got married, she has been in charge, and I listen to her everything, including her son, who has been used to punching and kicking me since she was a child, and insulting me at will, I put up with it.

But later, my mother was sick and paralyzed, she was not willing to wait, and she disliked the smell of the bedridden patient, so she sent my mother to live in the west wing.

In the winter, the good people living in the main house are freezing to death, let alone a paralyzed person? I didn't worry about my mother, so I built a stove inside, thinking, at least a little bit of temperature, but, but......

In the coldest three or nine days, the wind blew at night and made people panic, it was so cold, I stuffed all the windows with cotton, and filled the stove with more coal, thinking that it would save the middle of the night, who knows—

The next morning, when I opened the door, I was greeted by the strong smell of gas...... My mother, my mother just lay quietly on the kang, motionless, as if she was asleep, the only difference was that her hair was a little messy, her face was red, and there were traces of vomiting at the corners of her mouth......

She usually wakes up very early in the morning, and she is the least willing to trouble people, but because she is paralyzed, she has to rely on me for everything, and even so, she will try to tidy up her hair and dress neatly.

Obviously, the night before, she also told me that she wanted to eat a meal of dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut, and I knew that Ozawa's mother was reluctant to have white noodles, but I had already planned to come over and see her, help her wash her face, and go back to Ozawa's mother to ask for white noodles for her, why can't she wait for me......"

Du's father is dwelling on old things, in the poor era earlier than twenty-four years ago, people's material is even poorer, maybe because of this, people's hearts are more cruel, just in order not to serve the old man, unwilling to give the old man food, Du's mother can be regarded as extremely ruthless, so, relatively speaking, after all, one day, Du's father watched his son die in front of him, is it out of an indescribable revenge?

No one asks this question, and there is no need to pursue it, the debt of conscience will only accumulate more and more, until it bends people's backs and distorts their hearts.