The fool found out that the daughter-in-law of the big pair was doing confinement, or twins! He took the crockpot and went.

Dashuang is a tenant farmer, and he is very stupid, and he heard that the old man's family came to pick up his child's urine, and he was a little in a hurry. According to the rules of the village, outsiders are not allowed to enter the confinement room. The fool handed him the bottle, crouched outside the door and waited.

The child didn't pee for a while, and the fool said it didn't matter, it didn't matter until dawn. The child is very sensible, and one pees after the other urinates.

Dashuang asked: "What's the use?"

The fool said, "Water the flowers!" ”

It was a cold night and the urine bottle was cold. The fool returned to the old woman's house, did not dare to give him a drink at once, and put the jar on the brazier and warmed it.

The old lady said you go back to sleep, it's not too early. The fool handed him the jar and went out of the main room. There were many blinking stars in the sky, and the moon was not bright, only a crooked one.

The fool stood in the porch and heard the sound of cooing behind the window, like a thirsty man lying on the edge of the river in black water to drink.

The old lady drank the twins' pee dry. He turned off the lights and didn't know what he was doing in the dark room.

The fool crept back to the courtyard on the left, and saw that the lights were also turned off in the room of the young grandmother and Martin, and he didn't know what they were doing.

Fools feel tired.

The next morning, the fool went out to empty the dung bucket and ran into Dashuang. He carried a shovel in one hand, and the other grabbed one of the dead child's feet and hung her on his back, like a hunter hanging a skinned hare.

Martin gasped and said, "They don't dress her!"

"She was born dead, not a human being!"

"What are they going to do?"

"Find a place to bury her"

"To the cemetery?"

"Don't go to the cemetery, she's not human, she goes to the woods!"

Martin went up the hill with the servant who buried the dead baby, and he plucked the small corpse from the back of the big pair and carried her up with the placket of the cotton robe. The cotton robe was specially made for him before the housekeeper's holiday, with a black satin surface, a blue cotton cloth, and a velvet cotton. He was much more fierce in it than in a dress, and looked from his back like a bear standing up.

The bear carried a dead child into the pine forest and disappeared, and the big pair sang a mourning song very briskly, to the effect that the child, you go and come back well, you don't delay on the way, your mother cooks millet porridge for you on the fire, and the raw rice is cooked when you step on the door!

Martin probably understood the meaning of the tune, and he disappeared down the hillside with his back hunched over, and his nose was probably sour, right? This song is very familiar to fools, but every time I listen to it, it is not a taste in my heart.

Besides, he hadn't seen his mother, and once he got lost, who would boil rice porridge and wait? Martin's mother was waiting for him in England, and he didn't know how long he would be delayed on the road.

The fool crouched at the base of the wall and basked in the sun, not knowing what to do. Martin buried the child in the woods and it took a long time for him to come out. The placket of his robe was gone, and the large piece of cotton was gone, and he told the fool that they had buried the child on a high slope, with their backs to a large tree, facing the whole basin, and that it was a better place to go than the Mei family cemetery on the other side of the Heishui River.

Unable to sleep in the dark, the fool got up and got dressed, trying to go to the roof to blow the cold wind. There was a small moon in the sky, and there was light in the yard, and the fool walked around the stone embankment of the pond to the rockery, and heard some strange noise in the water. It wasn't a fish, but it was certainly a living thing.

The living creature cracked the thin sheet of paper through the ice. The fool stopped and looked into the water. In a place that is very open on weekdays, there is a black and slimy thing, like a Taihu Lake stone. Before he could wake up, the stone was already shaking, and the thin ice made a sound of shattering one after another.

"Who?" The fool exclaimed, "Who are you?" No one answered, and the fool got scared and went knocking on Martin's door. Martin lit the oil lamp and jumped on the window like a ghost.

"Fool, what's the matter?"

"Hurry up"

The dark shadow in the pond was alarmed, and broke through the ice and walked to the opposite shore, and the fool finally knew that it was a person, and at once he recognized her as a young grandmother.

The fool didn't know what she was doing, and he didn't know what he was going to do, and when he saw her stumble in the water, he jumped down dizzily without saying a word. When he knew what he was doing, he was already soaked in waist-deep ice water, one arm wrapped around the young grandmother's waist, and the other arm buckled her shoulder.

The fool was afraid that she would fall into the cold water with her face down, and her whole body was frozen like a hard icicle, and her teeth touched her teeth when she spoke, as if she were knocking on two bowls.

She said, "You let me go up on my own!"

The fool said, "What's wrong with you?" l”

She said, "I'll go up myself."

"Are you walking empty?"

"Fool, you are troublesome!"

When he staggered to the shore, he saw Martin hurrying around the porch by the pond with a hood lamp. The young grandmother was numb and couldn't climb the stone embankment, so the fool squatted down and let the water flood her neck, and the two little arms hugged her knees under the water and lifted her up.

The fool felt that the water in the pond was hot, and it was about to burn his skin.

The young grandmother couldn't stand up after coming out of the water, and knelt on one leg on the ground. Confused, Martin shone a lamp on her face and her body, and said one sentence after another, "What's going on?" What's going on?"

Maybe it was a look from the young grandmother that frightened him. There was only one word in that look: "Death!"

The fool couldn't move when he got out of the water, but he still said, "Carry her into the house quickly, it's frozen!"

Martin put down the lamp, picked up the young grandmother horizontally, and walked to the upper room. The fool tried to follow, but he couldn't take a step, and his clothes and flesh were as hard as iron sheets, and the water he brought out of the pond was condensed.

The fool heard Martin clattering down the porch, heard him open the door of the room with the tip of his leather shoe, heard him knock over a chair in the room. The house was dark and empty, and there was no light for half a day. Later, there was some movement, it was Wu's mother talking, and this damn thing that was snooze finally woke up.

I don't know which one lit the oil lamp, and I heard Wu's mother screaming in a low voice, and I didn't know what I was talking about!

There were many shadows jumping in the window, and it was impossible to see who was who, and those shadows did not know what they were doing.

In the pale red light of the brazier, Wu's mother changed her clothes for the young grandmother. The door creaked, and Martin walked out with his head down, Kick Tap, Tap, Kick and Kick Knock Grim.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know."

"What does she want to do?"

"What do you say she wants to do?"

"How do I know?"

"You know"

The fool suddenly hated Martin, hated it to the point of itching. He thought it was all because of him that he had driven the young grandmother to a dead end. The young grandmother can't stand the young master, eighty percent of them can't get over their conscience, so they have to find a way to practice themselves! He also asked what was going on, how could people not hate him! He wants to be a person, go to the pond as soon as possible to stand in the frozen ice, and go to seek death as soon as possible!

The fool had many things to scold, but he couldn't spit out a word, and his tongue was in his mouth like a weighing flower, and he was very heavy and choked. He struggled back to the little room, peeling off the cotton robe and underwear layer by layer, and it was cold in the room, and it was cold in the bed, and he remembered how warm it was in the icy water.

The fool even regretted that he shouldn't have woken Martin, in which case he could freeze in the water with the young grandmother until he froze the two of them into one. At least when he came back to shore, it wasn't him who carried her away, but himself. Walking in the winter night with the young grandmother in his arms, both of them stuck to the ice, this is a beautiful scenery that has never been seen in the endless dreams of fools!

Martin brought the brazier from his room and sat down on a bamboo stool, with no intention of leaving.

The fool saw that he had something to say, and waited for him. He had a pipe in his mouth, looking very scared and panicked. The fool pondered that he was going to say something very important, but when he opened his mouth, it was still the same old saying.

"Fool, what's going on?"

The fool closed his eyes and ignored him. But I didn't expect Martin to think far ahead. And he understands Shuping, after all, he is a person who has done evil.