Every day, Li Bo had to walk home from the well at the west end of the village.

He didn't want to go home, so he walked very slowly, but he couldn't stop, so he had to find something for himself to do as he went, such as remembering whose house he had just passed by on the ruined wall.

He felt that he had become more and more forgetful over the years, and he could no longer remember how many years he had been dead.

He even felt that after a while, he would forget how he died.

Of course, it would not be a good thing if he could really forget the feeling of the cold well water pouring into his mouth and nose, or the red eyes that suffocated at him under the water.

He always felt that he was a good person, and he often did some good deeds to accumulate virtue, at least while he was still alive.

Even when he became a ghost, he never harmed anyone.

That's why he couldn't figure out why he had to suffer in purgatory every day after death, unable to get out of it, and never ending.

……

Li Bo returned home and shouted at the young woman who was busy in front of the stove, "Mom, I'm back." ”

"Wild boy, where did you run away again, and you still know how to come back!" The young woman didn't look back, and shouted, "Come and eat!" ”

It is a noodle soup with sweet potato leaves.

He said something silently in his heart, but he still asked, "What do you eat at noon?" ”

"Eat sweet potato leaf noodle soup today."

The mother quickly cleaned up the stove and brought two bowls of noodles and two large steamed buns, and the mother and son ate their own noodles on the small table in the hall.

Steamed buns are for dad.

Li Bo's eyes secretly looked at the big steamed bun placed in the bamboo basket, and felt that this snow-white pasta was simply the most attractive thing in the world, so he involuntarily stretched out his hand.

Just as the dirty fingers were about to grasp the steamed buns, a pair of chopsticks struck.

"Take back your dirty paws, the steamed buns are for your dad. When you have finished eating, go to the field and give it to him. ”

"Oh." Li Bo honestly pulled the last bit of noodles.

Mother ate slowly, watching the thin boy in front of her carefully lick even a little soup stain from the corner of his mouth, she silently pushed the remaining half of her bowl over.

Li Bo unceremoniously picked it up and ate it.

They're coming.

Lieber's eyes, which were covered by the noodle bowl, were inexplicably red.

The door was kicked open, and several young men suddenly poured into the small courtyard, which suddenly looked extremely crowded.

The crowd parted, and the most prestigious old man in the village walked in, his father following behind, his face gloomy and dark.

The mother was shocked by these people, and she hurriedly ran to the courtyard, first to greet the old man, and then ran to her husband and whispered what was the matter.

The father looked at the mother for a moment, but did not speak, and raised his hand to slap him hard.

"Smack!"

The crisp sound seemed to activate everyone in the courtyard.

The men began to gather around, their hands raised and their feet raised, all shouting hysterically and swearing.

Li Bo had never heard so many curses in his life, even though he had only just reached the age of studying.

The old man, as the head of the village, had no intention of stopping this atrocity in broad daylight.

He just kept sighing outside the crowd on crutches, saying things like the ancient people's hearts, the three outlines and the five constants.

The steamed buns are going to be dirty.

Lieber hid in a corner of the lobby in fear, as a child he couldn't comprehend the scene in front of him.

The mother was kicked into the house by her husband from the courtyard, stumbling over the dining table, the noodle bowl shattered, and the snow-white steamed buns tumbling in the dust.

As the mother, who was no longer able to walk on her own, was dragged out by the crowd, the courtyard was silent again.

……

Don't go to the ancestral hall!

Li Bo shouted in his heart.

Then he followed the others who had hurried from the village to the entrance of the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall was crowded with people, and Li Bo, who was only as tall as an adult's waist, stood outside, and couldn't see the situation inside.

All he knew was that it was noisy, like some people were arguing over something. The surrounding crowd was also full of buzzing discussions, and occasionally some unruly, adulterous man**, and shameless words came into Li Bo's ears.

He didn't understand what those words meant.

Faintly, he seemed to hear his mother's voice, although it was completely hoarse.

"Wang Er said that it only takes one ...... He asked my boy to be his child's companion...... The private school in Lijia Village ......"

"I don't have the money to buy Teacher Bu's apprenticeship ceremony, I don't have the money......"

"Clever ...... I know, he's smart......"

"Please...... I beg you to ......"

Li Bo listened with his feet in mind, as if he could hear his mother's voice more clearly as long as he was a little taller on his feet.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and everyone around them frowned and pursed their lips, as if they were thinking about a big decision.

"Dip the pig cage!" A voice shouted.

"Dip the pig cage! Dip the pig cage! Dip the pig cage! More voices shouted, and there was a frenzy in the shouting.

……

It was already night, the men were carrying torches, and the whole village walked in a long procession along the path to the black water pool outside the village.

The mother was at the front of the line, her long hair was disheveled, and she staggered, and two healthy women beside her helped her from time to time.

The father followed behind the village chief, and his figure was a little rickety.

After coming to the edge of the pool, someone carried a pig cage made of bamboo strips, and the village chief personally inspected it and nodded.

The mother stared at her father, and the father did not look at her, staring at the ground, without saying a word.

The crowd was a little impatient and urged loudly, and a few young students in the crowd took a few steps forward, ready to help.

He won't speak for you.

Li Bo stood far away in the crowd, not daring to get too close.

After all, her mother did not wait for her father to even look at her.

She dragged her injured leg and foot and got into the bamboo cage herself.

Immediately, someone stepped forward and sealed the opening of the pig cage with hemp rope, and someone carried a piece of wood to hang the pig cage and moved it to Tan Zhong to put it down.

The water slowly soaked over the mother's calves, thighs, and waist.

Lieber knows how cold the water is at night this season.

A few days ago, Bu Wanshu's kid called him out at night, and the two secretly went into the pool to swim, but they almost didn't come up again.

Although Bu Wanshu has been studying since he was a child, he has always been more courageous than him.

The mother, who was slowly submerged in the pool, did not seem to feel cold, she just silently looked in her father's direction.

It wasn't until the pool was over her head and her black hair was floating in the water that she struggled in the water.

It was just a moment, and then there was no movement.

……

Lieber followed the crowd back home, and soon after, his father returned.

His father didn't say a word to him, he sat at the table and drank, sip after sip.

Xu was drunk, and his father picked up the bench and called Li Bo. When Lieber was knocked to the ground, he fell on his stomach, letting the bench keep falling on his back, and did not cry, as if he did not feel the pain.

It wasn't until he was tired of the fight that my father threw down the bench and fell asleep on the bed.

Li Bo picked up the steamed buns on the ground and ate them slowly.

In chewing, he grew taller and older.

I had to leave the house again and walk back to the well.

As he was leaving, he seemed to hear his sleeping father say something.

"Women who don't keep women's morals deserve to die."