Looking at his father's corpse, Qingming suddenly felt a little sad, then a little scared, and finally a sense of relief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Daddy......" A girl suddenly appeared, and everyone was stunned but saw a living little flower.

Xiaohua's parents hugged her and cried, and finally remembered the drunkard who was lying on the ground and had begun to chill.

"He himself fell to his death when he was drunk." It was Qingming's mother who spoke.

"Yes, yes, he fell to his death." Xiaohua's family and the people around her were all scattered.

Mother patted Qingming's head, squatted down, and said softly: "You have to remember, never put your hope in others, they only care about themselves, if you want others to help you unless you turn your own trouble into their trouble, then trouble will no longer be trouble." ”

Ten years ago, when she was tied up by the man in front of her to this village, she knelt and begged the villagers to call the police, but the people in the village pretended not to see her, and either turned their heads away, or went home immediately with the child in their arms and closed the gate.

When someone came to ask if they had seen a woman, their reply was surprisingly consistent, no.

More is better than less, what a simple idea.

Of the 76 households in the entire village, she knocked on 75 households, and none of them were willing to open the door.

Once she fled to the entrance of the village, but she was still arrested, the idea of patriarchy prevailed here, men are inferior to women, even if their own men are no longer doing their jobs, women can not run away from home.

Even if she was tied up.

When she was tied into the village, everyone in the village knew about it, but no one even stopped the man, they paid attention to the woman's appearance, and talked about how lucky the man was to get such a beautiful woman.

Now, the man is dead.

Because he moved the bottom line of other people in the village, Xiaohua's family is a big family in the village, and half of the entire village is surnamed Li, and Xiaohua's name is Li Xiaohua.

The body was thrown into the cemetery by the Li family, which was a good coffin, but no one came to mourn on the day it was buried.

The body was buried in a hurry, and when the police came to inquire about the investigation, the body had already been buried in the soil.

This time the reaction of the villagers was the same, I don't know, or they fell drunk and fell on the stone and died.

On that day, my mother deliberately washed her face and changed into clean clothes.

Mother took Qingming's hand and walked out of the room, Qingming looked up at the sunlight reflected on the side of her mother's face, and the whole sky melted in the curvature of the corners of her mouth.

He said that the sun was particularly warm that day, and there seemed to be a sweet smell wafting in the air.

But after leaving the village where he had been trapped for nine years, his mother abandoned him again, this time completely.

Because she left this world, abandoned this world, and abandoned him in this world.

Mother said that there is a place where there is no sorrow, where the seasons are like spring, there is an endless sea of flowers, there are angels with wings, there, ah, it is very warm, and now she is going to that place.

Qingming said that he wanted to go there too, but his mother said no, she said that you have to stay in this world for a hundred years before you can go.

Qingming said no, he just wanted to be with his mother.

The mother slapped him in the face, but after the shot, she cried and squeezed out a fierce expression: "Qingming, I curse you, I curse you for nothing in this life that you can't get, you will marry the person you love and grow old in wealth, die in the laughter of your children, I curse you with my life, and be happy all your life!" ”

When she saw the old man in Tang costume walking down from the car from a distance, she glanced at the man behind the old man affectionately, smiled softly at the other party, squatted down, carefully straightened her clothes for Qingming, and said softly: "Qingming, I'm sorry, my mother has been so bad to you for so many years, my little Qingming, mother's son, you have to live well, see the world for me, there are many beautiful things in this world." ”

"And." Mother said: "Qingming, my mother loves you, and my mother never thought of not wanting you from the beginning." ”

Qingming didn't know why his mother wanted to commit suicide, he was stunned, watching the blood flow down the scissors, looking at his mother's face full of reluctance, she was smiling, as if she really saw heaven, there were angels singing, and flowers were flying.

Above the sky, an autumn leaf fell, like a butterfly dancing, the butterfly floated into his eyes, slowly, slowly turned into a touch of red.

What a fluttering butterfly......

No, it was a blood-colored butterfly flying all over the sky, and those red butterflies melted into his eyes, and even his eyes turned red.

The gods have said,

When Chaos was born, the sky was gray, the gods saw deep blue, and the demons saw crimson.

The god dispelled the gray, and the sky turned a deep blue, and the demon put the red into his eyes, and from then on he had red eyes.