On a curving dirt road shaded by an aspen forest, an old man was slowly moving forward pushing a cart. Several bags of feed are stacked horizontally on the pallet truck. Because the road surface is full of potholes, the driving board car is crooked like a drunk.

At this time, a boy who was ** years old walked quickly from behind Lao Suo, and helped him push the cart without saying a word.

Lao Suo had a helper, and he was not so difficult, his walnut-like wrinkled face showed a pleased smile, and said kindly: "Thank you Lu Xiaobai." ”

"Grandpa Zhao, you're welcome, it's right for children to help the elderly."

Lu Xiaobai looks heroic, with a pair of black and shining eyes embedded under his thick eyebrows, flashing with intelligence, cleverness and happiness, and he looks very likable at first glance.

Seeing that the child was so well-behaved and sensible, the smile on the old man's face became even brighter, he glanced at the list that the child held in his hand, and asked, "Are you getting the exam report card?" ”

"Yes, Grandpa Zhao."

The old man couldn't help but ask, "What are the results?" ”

"95 points in Chinese, 99 points in mathematics, and 100 points in ideology and morality." Lu Xiaobai wiped a handful of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Oh, you did so well in the exam! Kid, you're amazing! The old man praised heartily.

Lu Xiaobai smiled, as bright and charming as the sun.

"Son, what is your ideal?"

Lu Xiaobai frankly told the old man that when he grows up, he will either be a teacher who educates children or a doctor who saves lives, and he feels that the greatest joy in life is to help more people in need.

"Good, good!" The old man's simple words revealed a sense of approval.

Above them, the summer wind stirred the dense foliage, which swayed and swayed. At this moment, a dazzling ray of sunlight poured down from the clouds, leaked through the gaps in the leaves, and projected on their bodies, immediately showing pieces of gold of different shapes and sizes, swimming and disappearing briskly like a school of fish.

They walked through this lush poplar forest, exposing their bodies to the scorching sun. They turned, and fifteen minutes later, the cart was pushed into an oval-shaped yard.

Lao Suo asked Lu Xiaobai to have lunch, but Lu Xiaobai refused. He politely said goodbye to Lao Suo, then turned and galloped away in the direction of home.

Ten minutes later, Lu Xiaobai walked into the house panting and saw that her mother had put the dishes on the table, and she was sitting at the table quietly waiting for her son to come back to eat.

Lu Xiaobai saw that today's dishes include stewed chicken, scrambled eggs, mapo tofu, etc., these dishes are all very fond of eating, he swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile: "Mom, the dishes are so rich!" ”

His mother's name is Yang Xiaotong, about thirty years old, although she has given birth to a child, but the wheels of time do not seem to have obvious traces on her, and she still maintains a slender figure that is not out of shape, especially this dignified and beautiful face, which makes people can't help but be moved.

She looked at her lovely son and said, "Eat quickly, and bring chicken to Grandpa Duan after eating." ”

The "Grandpa Duan" in her mouth is named Duan Xingming, a lonely old man in the next village.

Lu Xiaobai felt that this was a glorious task, so he happily agreed.

"After you go, play a little longer and come back!"

"Okay." Lu Xiaobai didn't know why his mother told him to play a little longer, but he thought it was an inconsequential matter, so he didn't ask more.

The careful Lu Xiaobai found that today's mother was carefully dressed up, with light makeup on her face, her hair neatly combed, and a set of light green skirts, which looked even more beautiful and charming.

Lu Xiaobai grabbed a chicken leg and nibbled on two bites, and asked, "Mom, can Dad really come back next week?" He remembers his father telling him before he left the house that he was going to the county seat to work as a construction worker.

Yang Xiaotong said with a smile: "Your father just left yesterday, and you are thinking about him today?" ”

"Yes, Dad loves me so much, why don't I think about him?" Lu Xiaobai blinked and said.

"Don't worry, he'll be back next Monday." Yang Xiaotong gave his son a reassurance.

After eating, Lu Xiaobai sent a large bowl of stewed chicken that his mother had prepared a long time ago to Duan Xingming.

This Duan Xingming, who has no children and no daughters, lives alone all the year round, and likes to tell stories about cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

Every time Lu Xiaobai met him, he would ask him to tell him ghost stories. This time, he pestered Duan Xingming to tell him again. Duan Xingming usually feels lonely and lonely, few people are willing to listen to him, full of emptiness and no place to distract, seeing that someone likes to listen to his chatter, he can't help but be overjoyed, so he gushed to Xiaobai about the story of how many times he had encountered "ghosts".

"On a dark and windy night, I came out to relieve my hands, and suddenly saw a woman in white with a disheveled hair in front of me, I quickly took a flashlight, the woman in white turned around as if alert, I fixed my eyes, only to see her eyes glowing green, a black tongue stretched out"

Duan Xingming spoke eloquently, and Lu Xiaobai listened to it with relish, he felt both excited and scared, and before he knew it, an hour had passed. It was a muffled thunder that pulled Lu Xiaobai's fantasy out of the bizarre story.

Lu Xiaobai flashed to the door and looked up, it was about to rain, so he ran home in a panic.

The wind blew more and more tightly, wantonly enveloping the dark clouds, and the spreading dark clouds were like a great net being spread, and the net was pressed down heavily, as if it wanted to net the whole vast and boundless land; The rampant heat wave has been almost wiped out by the strong winds; Knowing the long noise that lay in ambush in the leaves, the shrill sound filled the whole mountain, as if the whole earth was trembling slightly; Flocks of dragonflies froze through the translucent low air in a panic; The lush corn was blown to and fro by the wind, and the rubbing leaves made a "salad" sound, which looked like jumping green waves.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning tore through the black cloud, followed by a loud "click", and the aftermath was rolling and deafening. Lu Xiaobai saw that there was a "wall of fog" on the mountain in the distance moving quickly towards this side, oops, it was raining! He was afraid that the heavy rain would drench him into a "soup chicken", so he ran faster, like a whirlwind.

Half an hour ago, the sun was blazing, but now it's raining heavily, and the weather is really unpredictable.

At this moment a more violent wind rushed towards him, and he felt a burning pain in his cheek as the rolled sand and stones struck him; The dust burrowed into his nostrils and mouth, choking him with a cough and a tremor in his body. The dust that flew like an army of horses made his vision blurry, and he could barely see the path ahead. In an instant, the sound of Ciri's clattering sounded in his ears, and soon the whole mountain was filled, covering the whole land, and the rain began to fall heavily.

The rain became heavier and heavier, the wind tore the torrential rain wantonly, and the huge thunder sounded frequently in the sky above, and the earth shook and the mountains shook, thrilling. The ferocious rain poured into his nostrils and mouth, choking him around. There was no shelter from the rain nearby, so he had to continue running in the rain.

Misty rain, damn rain!

At last he ran under the rafters behind his house, and was so tired that he almost fainted, and leaned against the wall like a door, gasping for air; No part of his body was dry, the rain seemed to be hundreds of worms crawling down his skin, and he wiped the rain with his hands, and he was very depressed at the thought of how unbearable he looked like a wolf.

The rain column like a waterfall fell from the trough, and a row of majestic splashes of water splashed on the ground, and he watched in horror how a tall cypress tree was tormented by the storm and extremely miserable scene, and he felt that he had just walked in the rain just like the cypress tree in front of him.

In the faint interval between the wind and rain, he faintly heard the sound of an argument, which he quickly judged to be coming from his own house, but was soon drowned out by the violent sound of the wind and rain. He didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly walked around the side of the house and headed for the main entrance. The closer we got to the main entrance, the clearer the noise, the roar of my father, the screams of my mother, and the screams of a strange man mingled as if they had come out of a gloomy castle.

Lu Xiaobai couldn't help but shudder, and an ominous premonition quickly came to his heart.

The door was open, and he did not hesitate to push it open, and was immediately shocked by the scene before him, only to see his father holding a sharp knife and stabbing the chest of the strange man wearing only pants, blood gushing out of the wound, staining his blue T-shirt and the sleeves of his father's damp white shirt. The strange man clasped his hands to his chest, his face looked frightened, pained, and pleading, and he staggered back a few steps before he fell; His father's eyes lit up with hatred, and his emotions were unusually excited, and blood dripped from the hideous tip of the knife in his hand, staining the ground red; The mother's hair was disheveled and disheveled, and her hands were huddled in the corner and shivering.

The red-eyed man still didn't get rid of his hatred, and he stabbed the strange man a few times, and the strange man twitched a few times and didn't move.

The man stood in a daze, as if he had been enchanted by a wizard, and after a while, he suddenly remembered something, his body was agitated, and he pointed at the woman with a bloody knife, as if crying and laughing, and the ghost cried wolf, and the incessant sound of rain was intertwined, forming a miserable and extremely discordant symphony, which made people shudder! He roared: "Slut, are you sad that he died?" Why are you doing dirty things with him behind my back! Why"

The woman was still trembling, and the six gods shook their heads in dispossession.

The man laughed to himself for a while, then stopped abruptly, as if suddenly remembering something, and hurriedly pulled out an old sack from under the messy bed, and stuffed the corpse into the pocket. Due to the deceased's size, the man tossed for a long time and did not fully stuff his legs, and things did not go well, making him look restless. The man lost his patience, flashed to the door and held on to the frame, looked out vigilantly for a moment, then turned back to the corpse, struggled to carry the corpse on his thin shoulders, and staggered out of the door, a pair of thick thighs swaying in front of his forehead. The man slipped into the curtain of rain, his back farther and farther away, until the curtain of rain completely annihilated him.

Lu Xiaobai was terrified, he watched a living life die in an extremely cruel way in an instant, and the murderer turned out to be his father, who he usually respected, loved, honest and honest, this is simply incredible, more terrible than having nightmares! For a long time to come, this terrible nightmare haunted the depths of his young mind like water weeds, and he could not get rid of it.