Late at night, most of the villagers in the village have fallen asleep, but the first old Huang family in the west of the village, Huang Youcai, has no intention of sleeping.

As the saying goes, there is no harm if there is no comparison, if the village chief Guo Dewang's family is the richest in the village, then the old Huang family is the poorest in the village, and the poor jingle rings!

Every household in the village is a big iron gate, but the old Huang family is a dilapidated one, more than one meter high wooden fence stands horizontally at the gate as a gate, the wide gap can not block the entry and exit of wild cats and dogs, let alone stop the footsteps of thieves, it is just an ornament, but there is, it is better than nothing.

The courtyard walls around the courtyard still maintain the appearance of the production team, and the straw cane is inserted on the wall more than one meter high, which is very neat, but it still can't block the eyes of pedestrians on the road, and the low courtyard wall completely exposes the entire small courtyard, without privacy at all.

In the middle of the courtyard, there stands a crooked three-room adobe house, the low roof of the house grows more than a foot high Artemisia grass, after the spring rain moistened, the withered yellow Artemisia grass is full of vitality again, the roots of the grass have been flooded with a touch of green, fully showing the world that the wildfire is inexhaustible, the spring breeze blows and grows, tenacious and unyielding vitality!

The back wall of the adobe house has long been cracked more than 1 inch wide, and occasionally the wall soil falls to the ground, making a rattling sound, and there is a sense of grievance in the sound, as if telling his own distress, there is no doubt that this is a dilapidated house.

The old-fashioned window ridges are not glass, but pasted with newspaper and plastic, as long as the wind blows, it will hunt and make a noise, disturbing the quiet, and from a distance, the two black holes seem to have no eye sockets, which are devouring the endless darkness, and it looks very permeable and creepy.

At this moment, a candle flickered on the windowsill of Lao Huang's house.

That's right, because the family couldn't afford to light the electric light, so they could only use candles instead, and the red flame flickered on and off, long and short, swaying from side to side.

In this dark and quiet night, a flame flickered out of thin air, really like a ghost fire jumping up and down, and everyone who saw it was shocked and uneasy.

Ga ~ Ga ~ Ga ~ Ga !

An owl is not afraid of the ghost fire swaying in the dark, and the big thorns fall on the peach tree in the vegetable garden, leading to a high song!

The owl is commonly known as the night owl, and the local legend says that the night cat will come into the house and shout, and it will not be a good thing, it will either be a dead person or a stall! A dark cloud will be cast over this dilapidated courtyard! A sad atmosphere will spread immediately.

"When a night owl enters the house, he doesn't come for anything, either to send joy or to make a fortune!"

"When a night owl enters the house, he doesn't come for anything, either to send joy or to make a fortune......"

Huang Youcai's wife, Li Guifang, knelt on the edge of the windowsill, closed her red and swollen eyes with a solemn expression, folded her hands, and prayed sincerely for the legendary mantra.

Maybe it was her piety that touched the world, maybe the old Huang family had the protection of fairies, in short, the night owl flew away quietly, just as it came quietly and went quietly, without taking away a trace of sorrow, fortunately, the two peach trees in the vegetable garden were budding to be released, adding a bit of spring to this lifeless courtyard.

As the old saying goes, if people are unlucky, they will stuff their teeth when they drink cold water, which is just right for the old Huang family.

The old Huang family has a bad year, since the eldest son disappeared before the Chinese New Year, this time Huang Youcai's youngest son had an accident again, and he was struck by lightning this morning!

Things are like this, yesterday morning it rained a dripping spring rain, although the rain is not big, but the old Huang family's house does not act, leaking rain, just in response to the sentence, "the house leaks coincides with overnight rain."

It was raining lightly outside, it was also raining in the house, and the pots and pots at home were all used, and it didn't matter, the youngest son of the old Huang family finally couldn't help it, and he was angrily carrying a shovel and a roll of plastic sheeting to go to the roof to repair the loopholes.

Who would have thought that as soon as the child went out, a silver-white lightning bolt fell out of thin air like a silver snake dancing wildly, its tail was naughtily wrapped around the head of the shovel, and jumped to his head along the shovel handle, and then a wisp of green smoke rose, and the child's body trembled twice and fell straight to the ground, unconscious.

At this time, his father Huang Youcai was frightened, and hurriedly rushed out to pick up his son, only to see that the child's elbow was scorched in a large piece, and the hair on the back of his head exploded like a hedgehog, with a bruise-purple scar the size of a finger cover, accompanied by a faint smell of burning.

Apparently, the electricity followed the wooden shovel handle and entered his arm, leaving a purple scar more than a foot long, curvy like a five-clawed golden dragon. It then snaked upward, past his shoulders, through his neck, and to the back of his head, leaving a fatal scar.

After Dr. Li treated the wound, he told Huang Youcai and his wife that Huang Shu's heartbeat was a little abnormal, and it was best to go to a big hospital to see, don't delay, if he hasn't woken up tomorrow, there may be a danger to his life.

After Huang Youcai and his wife sent Dr. Li away, facing their unconscious youngest son, the two looked at each other speechlessly and hugged their heads and cried, who doesn't love their children?

Who doesn't want their children to be well? Who doesn't want their sons to become Chan and their daughters to become phoenixes! They are the same, they really want to send their sons to the big hospital in Fengtian City to see their injuries, but how can they have the money?

The husband and wife watched their youngest son unconscious but unable to do anything, their hearts were like knives, did they really want the white-haired man to send the black-haired man?

The old Huang family's house is extremely quiet, only the flames on the candle are up and down, jumping left and right, very much like a beautiful little girl showing her enchanting dancing, with the flickering candlelight, you can see that the facilities in the room are very simple, except for a fire pit, there is only a dilapidated red wardrobe, standing alone in the corner of the north wall, it is really a home with four walls.

His youngest son was lying in the middle of the fire pit, covered with a thick quilt, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and his breathing was extremely weak.

Huang Youcai sat on the windowsill in a shabby green military coat, his head resting on the window, his legs covered with a quilt, and a pair of large, rough hands full of calluses resting on the quilt.

His hair is very short, his hair is gray, his eye sockets are deeply sunken and black, his plump lips are dry and bursting, and his lower lip has a crack, blood is overflowing, and his face looks quite sleepy.

At this time, he was dozing off with his eyes squinted, and suddenly his body was tilted, his head hit the window frame, and his body involuntarily stirred, and he instantly opened his eyes and woke up.

Huang Youcai rubbed his forehead while looking at his son beside him with bloodshot eyes, looking anxious and nervous, for fear that he would press him, after finding that he had not touched his son, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he did not touch it, otherwise...... Alas!

For a while, his face was full of sadness......

Li Guifang was wearing a flower-green cotton jacket, sitting cross-legged on her son's right, her hair was fluffy, her eyes were red and swollen, her fair face was stained with tears, and her dry lips were covered with speckled fire bubbles.

Just now, she saw that her old man was about to hit her head, and she was anxious, so she wanted to stand up and reach out to help him, which Cheng wanted to move this body just now, because she had maintained a posture for a long time, her legs were sore and numb, and she couldn't use her strength at all, and her body staggered towards her son.

Li Guifang breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head and glanced at her old man with some disgust, but Huang Youcai was grinning and rubbing his head, and he didn't receive the "autumn wave" sent by her.

She carefully sat back in place, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her cuffs, moved her lips slightly, and said softly: "Daddy, go to bed if you are sleepy, see that you are sleepy, ah, there is no me, you go to sleep quickly." ”

At this time, Huang Youcai was already yawning, and he opened his eyes with great effort, "Gui Fang, you are also tired for a day, let's sleep, I'm fine, I can hold on." Although Huang Youcai is very sleepy, he still loves his wife Li Guifang very much, and would rather not sleep himself than let her sleep.

"You're really, don't be reckless, what are you sleepy about, hurry up and sleep, you're tired all day, obedient." Li Guifang is worried now, the youngest son has an accident, and the old man can't be tired anymore, so she speaks very differently from usual, and her tone is very heavy, which is unquestionable.

Huang Youcai was very obedient, he didn't take off his clothes and lay down directly under the quilt, and he didn't forget to look at his son before going to bed, and the love in his eyes was overflowing, but he was really sleepy, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep, snoring like thunder.

Woo~Woo!

The cool breeze was blowing, the plastic cloth on the window was hunting, and a wisp of cold wind naughtily burrowed into the house, Huang Youcai couldn't help curling up, the quilt was a little thin, Li Guifang tiptoed up, put the military coat on him, and then sat back beside his son, looking at his little son with a loving and hopeful gaze, hoping that he would wake up in the next second.

In the past two months, due to the fall of the family, the eldest son disappeared without a trace, which directly led to a great change in the temperament of the younger son, and the originally lively and cheerful child became depressed and silent.

My old son has a fire in his heart, although he doesn't say it, but I know as a mother, he is anxious for his eldest brother, alas......

Looking at it, Li Guifang lowered her head, folded her hands, and muttered reverently, "God, please, bless my son safe and sound, please, I kowtow to your old man." Before he finished speaking, the tears had already fallen down like beads with broken threads, and he didn't bother to wipe them, so he turned around and kowtowed solemnly to the south.

She got up and continued to mutter, "God, please, bless my son safe and sound, I kowtow to you." ”

Li Guifang muttered three times like this, kowtowing a total of nine times.

It can't be said that she is superstitious, people generally need spiritual sustenance when they encounter unsolvable things, like her is also a performance, but this method is not advisable, you say that you ask God to estimate, it is really better to ask the doctor in the hospital to bless it, to believe in science!

This head is really powerful, the forehead is red, it's all for the son, what is this pain, as long as the son is fine, no matter how hard and tired she is, she is willing, this is the quality of mothers, they always like silent selfless dedication, don't be afraid of mother's nagging, if there is something to do, often go home to see.

After that, Zhang Guifang was sleepy and tired, and fell asleep beside her son in a daze......