The best way to deal with a madman is not to provoke him, he is already very excited to see him, like a lion about to poke out his fangs, and he may hurt Jiajia with the knife in his hand at any time.

Lin Yang's heart was in his throat, and it couldn't be more appropriate to describe it as the six gods without masters, no matter what happened before, he could have come up with a solution, but this time, seeing that his knife was so close to Jiajia, she could be in danger at any time, and he had nothing to ......do.

He still held half a piece of burnt sweet potato in his hand, and the fragrant smell couldn't stop wafting into his nose, but he wasn't a weapon, it would be nice if it was a P92, P18 was better, but it was just an insignificant sweet potato.

He always wanted to say something, don't move, lay down your arms, you're surrounded, even if it's really like this, does it work for a madman? What should I call him? Uncle or grandma, how do you call it a hermaphrodite? These two are the roles he played before, and the performance is very good, and he didn't find any flaws.

How did things turn out like this, is it fate or God likes to play tricks on people, seeing Jiajia should have been excited, excited, and able to leave good memories. But separated by a madman like a wall, do you want to meet with the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd? He just happened to be the old witch!

Imminent, how is Dao Jiajia! The sun was probably rising, and the light came from the mouth of the cave and into the cave, and the cave gradually became brighter. I knew that he was so close to Madman Xu. It was almost a step away, and the space in the cave was not very large, and a coffin had already taken up a third. In addition, the bed where Jiajia was lying took up a part, leaving only a small part of the space for him and Xu Maniac.

He entered the cave until now, she didn't make a sound, and she couldn't see any movement of his body, was he dead?

That's why such a large coffin is needed to hold his corpse?

At this time, Madman Xu seemed to be a lot quieter, no longer as crazy as he was just now, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or trembling with excitement. Sitting uneasily on the edge of Jiajia's bed, her eyes staring blankly at what point.

Lin Yang had a chance to look at her face secretly, she was lying there on her back, her face was slightly red, her expression was very quiet, as if she was sleeping quietly, there were slight scratches on her cheeks, a few thin scars, it was obvious that someone had helped him scrub the wounds, her eyes were gently closed, her lips were slightly red, and there were a few subtle white cracks in a trance.

"Is she dead?"

"She's been dead for a while."

My aunt touched her pulse and said in the affirmative. Gently cover her legs and arms with the quilt as a sign of respect for a deceased person.

Aunt Wang lay there straight, with a towel on her head, white, freshly washed with water, her face was sallow, her eyes were tightly closed, sunk in deep sockets, her lips were bruised, her skin was chapped, and maybe after a while a layer of oil juice would seep out, reddish-brown.

Uncle Wang didn't believe that his wife was dead, she had just been lying down for two days, and she was still helping him feed the cows two days ago, and two days ago because Aunt Li next door had a fight with him, and his little lamb had not been fed yet! Their son, Xiao Guizi, hasn't taken Ruhua back yet!

"Don't you want to hold your grandson? Get up! ”

"Dad!"

"I have nothing to do with Lao Li, I swear to God! Wake up! ”

"Dad! Get up! Mommy is gone! ”

Woowoowoo......

Lin Yang's heart was sour and sad, and he mourned like the loss of his closest dearest. Walking behind my aunt, looking at my aunt's white sideburns, maybe one day the person lying there will be my aunt, his only relative, what should he do! Who will he call Dad! Will she hug him and Han Bing's children and call her grandma as she wishes?

His heart calmed down a little, the dead man. Cheeks won't be as rosy as Jiajia's.

The rest of the place is covered with quilts and you can't see anything, the quilt is very clean, the back of the red flannel, in the village, only the newly married couple, there are two quilts with such a quilt.

Madman Xu closed his eyes as if he was asleep, lowered his head, sat on the edge of the bed and leaned forward. Motionless in that position.

Knowing that Jiajia was still alive, his heart was much more comfortable, and seeing his quiet appearance, Lin Yang was a little bolder, and just wanted to get closer to take a good look at Jiajia's situation.

As soon as his feet moved, he made a slight sound, and Madman Xu quickly raised his head as if he had dozed off and suddenly woke up, and when Lin Yang looked at him again and opened his eyes, he seemed to be a different person. Completely opposite to the crazy and distorted expression just now, a gentle, kind look returned to his face again. Just like when Lin Yang first met him in the mountains, his uncle next door has returned?

Lin Yang was still taken aback by him, and looked stupidly and didn't know what would happen next.

"Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be at my house? ”

Lin Yang was stunned by his question, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, he just looked at it blankly.

"Oh! It must have been brought to you by my donkey, and my old donkey only knows how to walk back and forth between home and here, and never gets lost. ”

"Uncle Xu!"

Lin Yang screamed tentatively, wanting to see what his reaction was.

"Didn't you call me grandpa? Why did you change it to Uncle? ”

It's normal, Lin Yang's nervous heart calmed down a little, because he thought that the amiable uncle who treated his wounds would definitely not hurt him.

He was eager to know about Jiajia's situation, and then asked:

"This girl in your bed...... How could she be with you? ”

"She! I saved it, on the hill over there. ”

As he spoke, he gestured with his hand to the door. It just so happened that the rusty pig-killing knife was in his hand.

"Ho! I dreamed again last night! ”

Lin Yang broke out in a cold sweat, didn't he have any memory of what happened just now? Actually used a sentence I dreamed of, an understatement? Can the world of madmen still be played like this? It's really scary!

He felt that he could finally get close to Jiajia, and he couldn't wait to lie on her bedside, and the first thing he felt was her even breathing. A probe finger touched his neck, and his pulse was steady.

He tried to nudge her shoulder.

"Jiajia, Jiajia!"

Call her name softly

"You know each other!"

Madman Xu had already hung the rusty knife on the wall, where was the scraper for killing pigs, and the thin iron rod for killing pigs, okay, the three-piece set for killing pigs was gathered.

"Oh! She's my friend, and we're here...... Later got separated in the mountains."

"Jiajia! Allison! ”

"You don't have to scream, she was in a coma for two days and probably broke her head, she was like this when I found her, it was closer to here, so I carried her here and didn't go home"

Lin Yang touched her head, and there was a bag the size of a small steamed bun on the back of her head, indicating that what he said was true.

How good it is to chat like this, everyone is calm, don't go crazy at every turn, play the old lady, or hermaphroditism, really like the old demon of Montenegro.

As a descendant of a barefoot doctor, he can still understand such things, hit his head and fall unconscious, sometimes not very serious injuries, maybe soon to wake up, maybe ......

"Oops! The sweet potatoes are baked! ”

Old man Xu handed him a roasted sweet potato, and the burnt place outside had been peeled off by him, leaving a red pot that could be eaten.

Lin Yang was really hungry, he had long wanted to eat those sweet potatoes, but in that case, he was anxious and afraid, and the sweet potatoes couldn't be swallowed in his stomach at all.

Now it's okay, not only has the madman Xu become the old man Xu, but the sweet potato can also be swallowed smoothly in the stomach, and sometimes happiness comes so suddenly.

Lin Yang was eating, remembering the coffin, and asked tentatively

"Why is there a coffin in the cave?"

The old man didn't answer immediately, and he didn't know where to take out a water hyacinth and handed it over.

"My Daughter's"

As he said this, the old man's tone was slightly sad, and his fingers began to tremble.

Lin Yang took the water hyacinth urgently, and the lid of the gourd was a cork that was added later, wrapped in a red cloth, and there was a loud sound when it was opened.

For the first time in many days, he drank clean water, but after just a few sips, he stopped in amazement, quickly took the gourd mouth away from his mouth, closed the lid and handed it back.

In fact, he couldn't wait to drink all the water in it in one go, to be honest, he was already thirsty, and the reason why he didn't dare to drink it was not because he was afraid of those crotons.

The main reason why he has been fighting all night and still doesn't dare to find a place to sit down is nothing more than the unbearable pain in his stomach.

He didn't dare to think about what it would be swollen into now, who knew if there would be such a thing in the water he gave, the mountains were everywhere, and he grabbed a handful.

He dressed up as an old woman to make noodles for Lin Yang, and Lin Yang ate two large bowls in one go without even looking at them, and as a result, those things almost killed him.

Thinking of this, he regretted eating the sweet potato that the old man gave him, and thought about it again, croton is not the same as laxatives, croton must be boiled to have an effect. There is no way to put croton in roasted sweet potatoes.

He was much more relieved, and when he looked up, he didn't know where the madman Xu was, and he was the only one left standing here against the wall in the cave.

Lin Yang didn't think too much, maybe it was convenient for the old man to go out! There's such a place in the cave, you can't sleep and again!

He hesitated against the wall, walked to Jiajia's bedside, he didn't dare to sit down, leaned down and stared at Jiajia's face quietly.

Looking at him, his eyes moistened, and he called softly in Jiajia's ear

"Jiajia, Jiajia, wake up! Wake up quickly and I'll take you home."

His heart hurt like a knife, and he looked at the scar on her forehead. I silently asked in my heart, what have you experienced in the past two days? Maybe it's all his fault, how could he have become like this if he hadn't left so irresponsible.

Don't go anywhere, stay in the cave and wait for Brother Huzi, so that Jiajia won't fall on his head, become like this, what if he doesn't wake up, will he stay here for the rest of his life?

He blamed himself for all the blame, and he wanted to punch himself a few times, knowing that he couldn't wake her up, he still had to do it.

"Jiajia! Allison! ”

"My daughter won't wake up, she's been dead for fifteen years! Woohoo......"

Lin Yang's head buzzed, and when he turned around, he saw an old lady lying on the coffin, stroking slowly.