Xiuxiu saw that Keming was still hesitating, so she said, "Dad, if you are afraid of pain, why don't you cut me like this?" Keming was numb, and quickly waved his hand, let's hang himself, so I will end up with a whole corpse. Keming put his head into the rope loop and accidentally glanced down at Xiuxiu, who had already put Xiuxiu's head back on her neck. Keming cried out sadly: "Sanmao, Dad is sorry for you, go ...... first." Before she could finish speaking, Xiuxiu raised her foot and kicked the stool down. Xiuxiu quietly watched Keming writhing around like an old rooster, struggling for a while, until she saw that Keming was not moving, Xiuxiu turned around and walked out of the hall, beckoned to Xiao Yao who was standing in the courtyard, and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Xiao Yao asked, "Where are you going?" "Go where you need to go." It was noon, and the peasant woman who was planting rice on the hillside in front of the village straightened up to take a break, rubbed her eyes and said, "Mom, that person looks a little like Xiuxiu." ”

Ergou, a man not far from the peasant woman, has always been very bold, and scolded: "Do you have corns in your eyes?" Several women next to him also looked up, and Xiuxiu was walking towards them. The women were so frightened that they threw away the seedlings in their hands, and ran from the fields to the ridges with their cries, and ran to the village one after another.

The second dog also ran, but unfortunately it was not as flexible as the woman, and he couldn't run, so he fell several times in the field, and was covered in mud, and finally climbed to the ridge on the edge of the paddy field, stretched out his hand, and touched a foot.

Ergou looked up, Xiuxiu looked at him: "Brother Gouzi, don't be afraid, I'll let your ridge pass by, haven't you always wanted to touch me?" Ergou shouted "Mom" and fainted on the edge of the field. When the second dog woke up, where was there still a Xiuxiu figure, only to see the wind blowing the wild rape flowers on the ridge of the field swaying.

The next day, Sanmao returned to the office with a whip and textbooks after class, and the female teacher sitting across from his desk had sharp eyes and said, "Sanmao, why do you have women's hair in your textbooks." Sanmao opened it and saw that in addition to the three hairs, there was also a note: "Teacher Sanmao, this is left to you by Xiuxiu." Sanmao's face turned pale, and tears came out again.

On Xiao Yao's 18th birthday, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiao Laosan, who was originally good, suddenly fell ill after dinner, lay on the bed, called Xiao Yao over, and said, "My son, I look like I'm leaving this time." Xiao Yao grabbed Xiao Laosan's hand and said, "Grandpa, where are you going?" Go where you should have been. Xiao Laosan touched Xiao Yao's head, happy, without a sad expression.

"Don't go, you're gone, what should I do?" Xiao Yao cried, and when he thought that his grandfather was leaving, he immediately fell into a huge panic, and he couldn't accept the days without Xiao Laosan. Xiao Laosan touched Xiao Yao's head and said with a smile: "People will eventually die, and death is not what you think, you have seen Xiuxiu." Xiao Yao said: "You said to leave, what about me?"

"It's time to go, I've lived for more than ten years, I can bring you up in this life, I can do it," Xiao Laosan stroked Xiao Yao's head, his eyes were full of longing: "That place is the destination of people." Xiao Yao remembered Xiuxiu's words. Xiao Laosan said again: "I have something to tell you." ”

Xiao Laosan said: "I was beaten to death by your father with a stick sixteen years ago, and you and your mother were actually killed by me...... Since you came to me, the resentment in my heart has disappeared, and it must have something to do with this glowing thing on your head. ”

Although Xiao Yao heard that Xiao Laosan deliberately killed his mother in order to take revenge, he didn't have much anger in his heart, as if he was listening to someone else's business. Xiao Laosan looked at Xiao Yao there in a daze, stretched out his hand to put out the light, and handed Xiao Yao a mirror.

Xiao Yao saw a faint blue glow on his forehead, a bit like a cat's eyes. Xiao Yao grabbed Xiao Laosan's arm, his face turned pale: "Grandpa, don't scare me." "My son, you are different from others," Xiao Laosan pointed at Xiao Yao's forehead and choked, this time he really left.