[8 years ago]

Huzi remembers that night eight years ago, he had one of the happiest dreams of his life so far.

In that dream, he woke up from his bed in the middle of the night - I don't know if it was a dream within a dream, but I remember the wind and rain outside the window, lightning and thunder. But on such a rainy night, Huzi felt very peaceful - he hid in the warm bed, and his mother was in the next room.

Mom?

Huzi heard an unknown sound outside. In the whole house, there were only two people, Huzi and his mother, and Huzi must have been doing something outside the room.

At that time, the tiger was still very small, only half as tall as it is now. He rolled over the quilt, climbed out of bed, and walked on the ground with his bare feet, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

Mom is really out there, busy outside. Bursts of aroma wafted from the kitchen. Huzi felt that he must have woken up from the smell of the food—but it was still the middle of the night! No, no, he must still be in a dream, and he hadn't woken up.

Huzi pinched his face lightly, and sure enough, it didn't hurt - it was really in a dream.

He walked towards his mother on two short legs: "Mom!"

The mother in the dream is very beautiful, and she is still the same as when she was young. She turned her head, smiled and bent her eyes, and said, "Huzi, you're awake." He didn't seem surprised that Huzi got out of bed in the middle of the night.

Huzi's voice was still a little soft and glutinous, and he asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Mom's voice was very gentle: "Well, Mom has made you a lot of delicious food." ”

Huzi looked up and saw a large table of delicacies on the table: three fresh buns, freshly fried fritters, grilled chicken thighs and fresh liquor... It's Huzi's favorite thing to eat.

When Huzi saw this, his index finger was already moving, and his sleepiness was half gone, and he exclaimed, "Wow! Mom is so amazing!"

"Let's eat~"

Huzi climbed onto the stool next to the table, put his hands on the table, opened his belly and began to eat. Although his mouth was stuffed with food, he still happily praised his mother: "It's delicious! This one is delicious, too!"

The mother stood behind Huzi, gently silently shook his head, and said, "Eat more if it's delicious." ”

Huzi didn't care about speaking, only nodded while eating. In normal times, my mother would never make so many delicious things for herself at once. When didn't he take care of his mother for a long time? Huzi thought like this, only feeling that dreaming was really beautiful, and everything could come according to his own imagination.

......

The next morning, the sun was exceptionally good.

Huzi lay in his bed, opened his eyes, and refused to get up in the dream of last night. In that dream, he dreamed of his mother, in the middle of the night, made a lot of delicious food for himself, so that he could let go of his belly and eat to his heart's content. When Huzi thought of this, he still felt as if his stomach was full and swollen, and the things he ate in his dream seemed to have not been digested.

Mom shouted outside: "Huzi ~ got up ~"

Every morning, my mother would wake herself up like this. Huzi happily jumped up from the bed and put his clothes on his body indiscriminately.

Last night's dream was a good omen: Huzi was happy to find that this morning's breakfast was extraordinarily rich, and her mother had packed herself a delicious lunch.

At this moment, Huzi felt extremely happy.

He grabbed his bag and lunch and hopped out of the room. The second fat and Xiaomei next door are already waiting for them on the way to school. The tiger ran towards them for a while.

"Huzi, wait!"

It was Mom who ran out of the room and stopped herself.

Huzi stood in place. Mom walked up, squatted down in front of Huzi, carefully sorted out his clothes, and said, "Today is your first day of school, what about the clothes, you have to put them on." As he spoke, he twisted a mistied button for Huzi.

Hu Zimu stood stunned, watching his mother's soft fingers take care of everything for himself.

After doing this, the mother stood up and lightly branded a kiss on Huzi's forehead.

As if his head was on fire, Huzi rubbed the hair on his forehead and shouted, "Mom is so annoying, it makes my face full of saliva!"

The two little friends, Er Fat and Xiaomei, laughed in the distance: "Huzi is ashamed!"

But I heard my mother say solemnly: "Huzi! From today on, you will grow up." From now on, no matter what difficulties you encounter outside, you must live well. ”

As she spoke, her mother held Huzi tightly in her arms.

Huzi asked with some confusion: "Mom, you are so strange today......

Mom let go of Huzi and smiled, "Mom is worried that you will be bullied by your classmates in the school." ”

Huzi smiled happily and said, "Don't worry, Huzi, I'm a man!"

As he spoke, he raised his arm, revealing his small deltoid muscles, and said, "I can still protect my mother now~"

Mom nodded fiercely.

"Then goodbye mom!" said Huzi and ran towards his little friend on the side. A group of three people walked on a country road and gradually left Huzi's home.

Huzi turned around in three or two steps, looked at his mother behind him, and waved to his mother from time to time. Within Muli's reach, his mother never left the place, standing at the door of the house and watching him.

"Mommy, go back, see you in the evening!" Huzi shouted in the distance.

Mom didn't say anything, just beckoned.

Gradually, Huzi walked away and left his mother's sight. It was precisely because I walked away that I didn't see my mother's tears.

Soon, the sun went down and Huzi returned home.

When I was far away, I saw that the door of the house was wide open, and a strong fishy smell came from inside. Huzi ran forward and saw his mother lying at home, with a long, deep wound on her left wrist and a dagger in her right hand.

Huzi looked at the scene in front of him, standing alone at the door of his house for a long, long time.

Since then, this scene has often appeared in Torako's dreams. Sometimes, he dreamed that he woke up in the middle of the night, ate a table of his mother's food, and fell asleep. But when he fell asleep, when he woke up, he could no longer find his mother. Sometimes, he dreamed that he was bouncing home with Erpang and Xiaomei, only to find that his mother had died at home. More often than not, he was hungry and dreamed that his mother was calling to him in his dreams, but when he walked in, a deep hole was opened in her wrist, and sticky blood gushed out of it, giving off a strong fishy smell.

However, Huzi still feels that he is happy after these dreams. At least in such a dream, I can see my mother, a mother I haven't seen for a long time. He misses his mother's last days.

After that, he wandered. Sometimes he thinks that the dream of the night before may not be a dream, but the last supper that his mother made for him. Sometimes he wondered if he hadn't been so stupid at that time and saw that his mother was abnormal, wouldn't his mother have left him? If he hadn't gone to school with Er Fat and Xiaomei stupidly the next day, wouldn't his mother have left him? Sometimes he wondered if he had killed his mother?

But he may never know the answer.

Until that day, the Fairy of the One Eyebrow told herself that the golden body of Jizo had the power to communicate with hell. Huzi secretly made up his mind that he must go to hell to see his mother, and ask her in person what kind of knot she had in her heart to let her leave her.

But he was not to blame. Because he knows that the mother who has taken care of him since he was a child must have involuntary hardships.

Every time he thought of this, he was relieved, and he turned back into the optimistic and cheerful tiger, and kept all the sadness in his heart.

......

"Mom, she left me like that. Silently. ”

There was silence all around, only the voice of the tiger sounded in the air.

"I heard that people who commit suicide will go to hell and suffer all kinds of torture. If that's the case, Mom, she must be having a hard time in hell. ”

Qi Xiaoxuan listened to Huzi reminiscing about the past, and his heart was mixed for a while.

Huzi raised his head, looked at the Bodhisattva seriously, and said, "Bodhisattva! ”

The Bodhisattva squinted at Huzi, not knowing what he was thinking.

Huzi continued to plead, "I want to know, what the hell is... What the hell is my mother going to abandon me!"

The Bodhisattva didn't answer, but just looked down at Huzi and asked, "Little benefactor, do you resent your mother?"

Huzi said: "Resentment?... What is there to resent? Mom must have been more painful than me for making such a decision...", tears falling uncontrollably as she spoke.

Qi Xiaoxuan and the Bodhisattva were speechless for a while.

"Bodhisattva, I want to see my mother again! I am not afraid even if I go to hell!" said Torako to the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King. He wiped his eyes, and tears fell again. Huzi felt embarrassed by the way he looked now. But thinking that there were only Qi Xiaoxuan and the Jizo King Bodhisattva who was not happy or sad around him, and he felt that he had nothing to restrain himself, his tears flowed even more.

I only heard the Bodhisattva's voice calm and deep, and said, "Little donor, don't be too sad. May I do my best to do my best to be guilty and suffering sentient beings, and to make it easy for me to liberate me. ”

As he spoke, King Jizo Bodhisattva stretched forward the orb in his left hand, and saw that he was casting a spell.

Huzi and Qi Xiaoxuan waited with bated breath, thinking that the Bodhisattva had let Huzi meet his mother. After a moment, I heard the Bodhisattva say, "Little donor, I have already calculated, your fate with your mother is not over. ”

Huzi and Qi Xiaoxuan glanced at each other. Qi Xiaoxuan's eyes were full of loss when he saw him.

I heard the Bodhisattva say again: "Now, I will give you the immeasurable mana of the earth, and everything in the future will depend on your creation, are you willing?"

Huzi raised his head, his eyes widened, and he nodded almost subconsciously.

The Bodhisattva smiled rarely, clenched the jewel tighter in his hand, and said something in his mouth. This is the last scene that Huzi remembers before he faints. Then a flash of white light flashed, and he lost consciousness and fell asleep.