Chapter 12 Thoughts turn to ashes
"Ruomei, Auntie, Auntie has something she wants to plead with you. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The slightly frail figure stood in front of the bed, rubbing his hands a little crampedly and looking at Liu Ruomei who was resting in the bed curtain.
"He asked you to come?" The man on the bed let out a cold snort.
"It's not him, it's my own ......"
"I want to know that you are making your own decisions, and he at least knows that having you come forward will only make me hate him even more, but you don't even have this self-knowledge."
"Ruomei, I can say whatever you want me to think, I just want to tell you one thing today, your father is not so simple as a cold, his frequent fever in the past six months is because he has a tumor in his body, he has been reluctant to tell you the truth to the sisters, because he is afraid that you will worry, and he is unwilling to burden you, but yesterday the doctor said that his illness could not last for half a year. So Ruomei, I beg you, no matter how much you hate us, at least for the sake of him being your father, in his last days, be kind to him, so that he can go with peace of mind......"
The curtain of the bed was torn open, and Liu Ruomei sat up angrily, "If you want him to go with peace of mind, then let me ask you, who can let my mother go with peace of mind, how she died, you know better than me, don't you?" ”
"Ruomei, you ......" The woman's voice was crying, and after a long time, she wiped the corners of her eyes and turned her head to prepare to go out. Seeing this, Wu Xi hurriedly walked in the opposite direction, for fear of being embarrassed by her, but a strange whisper suddenly sounded in the room.
"Liu Lang already hates Pengshan far away, and he is even more separated from Pengshan by 10,000 weights. The heart of spring is full of flowers, an inch of acacia and an inch of gray. ”
Wu Xi stopped, this voice was not Liu Ruomei's, let alone Ren Lexin's grandmother's, this voice was low, a little melancholy and a little gloomy, which made people's hearts stagnate suddenly.
"Ahh
Wu Xi couldn't care about anything else, she put down the rice bowl in her hand and pushed the door open.
The scene in front of her stunned her: Liu Ruomei was holding a pair of scissors for needlework, and pierced the old man who was pressed to the ground by her, and the knife was bloody, mercilessly.
When she heard the movement, she turned her head to look at Wu Xi, the corners of her mouth lifted up strangely, and then raised her hand again, wanting to poke it down again.
"Stop." Wu Xi swooped over and grabbed her arm with both hands. What she didn't expect was that Liu Ruomei seemed to be weak, but her strength was amazing, she couldn't stop her as a young man, so she could only watch the scissors move towards her chest little by little.
No, she is not Liu Ruomei, Wu Xi looked at her eyes, she has seen these eyes many times, but this time she was still frightened by the deep hatred in her body, Miss, aren't you ready to stop?
"Spring heart Mo Gonghua is contending, an inch of acacia, an inch of gray, an inch of acacia......" She suddenly let out a low moan that she didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and then her eyes widened angrily, and she slammed the scissors into Wu Xi's chest.
"Meow." A yellow shadow rushed in from the window, grabbed the back of Liu Ruomei's hand, and left three blood-red cuts on it. Liu Ruomei's movements stopped in mid-air, she stared straight ahead, her body stiffened, and she fell to the floor.
"Lu Wu, why are you?"
The yellow cat came over and put something in its mouth on Wu Xi's hand.
"Jade wrench, how could Xu Xing's jade wrench be here with you, no, you want to tell me that something happened to Xu Xing, right?"
The ambulance took the two away, and the rest of the family also followed the car to the hospital, leaving only Wu Xi and the sick Liu Changsheng. Wu Xi forced herself to endure until now, but the hand she held the jade wrench finger was not controlled by her will, and kept trembling.
She walked up to Liu Changsheng, who was as flustered as she was in the main room, "Mr. Liu, your wife was not injured by your daughter. ”
Liu Changsheng turned his head in the direction of Wu Xi in disbelief, "What do you mean by this?" ”
"I've seen everything today, your wife was stabbed with scissors by your original partner, that is, the eldest lady of the Lu Mansion."
"She's dead." Liu Changsheng's hollow voice was like a barely visible snowflake in the air, falling to the ground and disappearing without a trace.
"She is dead, but she died unwillingly, so she came back several times to kill people, the gardener, Ren Xiong, and the person I met in the hospital, they should all be servants of the Lu family, and they should also have nothing to do with Miss Lu's death, but her final goal is you, you are the origin of everything, and only you can let this matter end. Mr. Liu, now that my friend has an accident because of her, if you don't tell the truth, I'm afraid more people will be involved, how can you bear these innocent people? ”
"You...... What do you want me to do? Liu Changsheng's voice sank, and his face was full of old tears at some point, "If she wants my life, just come and take it, don't say that I am already in poor health, even if I am still young and healthy, I don't care." ”
"Mr. Liu, death does not solve the problem, you know this better than me, and the real way to make the resentful spirits stop killing is your heartfelt repentance."
"Repentance?" Liu Changsheng sighed, "That's right, after all, I failed her, so please tell me, what should I do now?" ”
"Do you know the Niangniang Temple?"
My wife, that is, the year Lu Zhiyun died, Yukou Town was still a small town with a population of only a few thousand people, and the people in the town all looked down and didn't look up, and they knew each other.
But gradually, rumors began to appear in the town, saying that the eldest lady of the Lu family was unwilling to leave, and her soul was still lingering in the town.
People often see her, sometimes when cooking, and when they look up suddenly, they find her flashing past the stove, sometimes at night, half-asleep, half-asleep, and half-awake to see a figure in an embroidered cotton jacket sitting by the bed, humming a song and weaving her black hair.
Originally, everyone regarded this as an after-dinner gossip, and didn't pay special attention to it. But half a month after her death, Li Ji's wife, who worked as a florist in the Lu family, was found dead in the rice field, and her death was the same as Ren Xiong's, her eyes were round, and her arms were curled up in front of her chest as if they had been electrocuted. At that time, the whole town was boiling, because someone once saw a woman with two big braids "walking" next to the rice field where the accident occurred.