Chapter 8: My Desperate Struggle (New Book Sets Sail for Collection)
I took a deep breath and decided to wake up Mr. Wang first.
However, as soon as I walked over, Wang Lao suddenly covered his stomach, fell to the ground like a stomach pain, and began to roll all over the ground.
His expression was pained, as if he was going through a life-and-death ordeal. But the strange thing is that his mouth is wide open, and he obviously wants to moan, but his throat can't make a sound.
I was so frightened by Mr. Wang's picking, I couldn't help but take two steps back.
Under the reflection of the firewood on the stove, Wang Lao struggled in pain. After struggling for a while, he endured the severe pain, climbed up, and then used a towel to dip the boiling water in the pot, and then covered his crotch and wiped it gently.
His whole body was exerting all his strength, as if he was concentrating all his strength on the lower half of his body. It feels like you're on a tuba, but you can look at it... The style of painting doesn't seem right!
He had been working hard for a long time, and suddenly his whole body relaxed, and he lay on the ground panting, as if he had just finished a difficult exercise.
And I was dumbfounded, because I finally figured out what he was doing, he... He's giving birth!
Yes, it is to give birth to a child, and the series of actions just now are clearly the situation of a pregnant woman when she gives birth.
Now that the delivery is complete, Wang Lao naturally has no strength.
And the cover he put on his lower body swelled up like a tent... The child's cry also suddenly sounded.
"Woo, woo!" The baby's heart-rending cry is all the more terrifying in this strange environment.
Wang Lao opened his fish-white eyes slightly, and looked at me impressively... Keep pointing to your lower body.
I can understand that he is asking me to take the child out. But can he, a big man, really give birth to a child?
If I hadn't heard the child's cry at this moment, I wouldn't have believed it... I stepped forward tremblingly and lifted the rag that Wang Lao had covered under his body.
A baby covered in blood suddenly stopped crying and stared at me with wide eyes... Just as I was reaching out to pick him up, he suddenly bared his fangs and pounced on me viciously!
At this moment, I was directly scared "Mom" screamed, and I was terrified out of my dream....
"Scared the hell out of me!" I woke up suddenly, cold sweat on my forehead, and my whole body was trembling. Luckily, I kept reassuring myself that it was just a nightmare!
But I still have palpitations, and I feel that the dream is too real. I couldn't help but shout in horror: "Uncle Wang! ”
But there was no response at all, could it be that he was also asleep?
"Uncle Wang," I shouted and turned around, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Where is there still a figure of Wang Lao in front of him?
He's not going to go out? I stood up in fear and shouted tremblingly, "Wang, where are you, Uncle Wang?" ”
But as soon as these words fell, it turned out to be the same as in the dream, with a "click", and the lights in the room suddenly dimmed.
Thinking back to the dream just now, my brain was buzzing and I had goosebumps all over my body, but at this moment, there was a "knock knock" footsteps behind me.
I immediately turned around to look, and almost stuck to Wang Lao's face. This guy slipped behind me at some point, and he didn't move, staring at me with his eyes wide open.
"Wang, Uncle Wang!" I shuddered.
But he didn't respond at all, only changed his hideous expression. Raised his hand and showed the cold scissors in his hand... That pair of scissors is so good that it doesn't die, and it's exactly the same as in my dream.
Without waiting for me to react, Wang Lao picked up the scissors and plunged them into me like a dagger!
"Uncle Wang!" I cried out in horror, my hands grabbing his wrists desperately.
But I, a young man in my twenties, am far less powerful than a man in my forties.
In an instant, I was pressed down on the sofa by him, and the cold scissors went straight to my neck.
I could feel the sharp spikes of the scissors piercing my flesh...... I was terrified, but I was so desperate that I couldn't struggle.
I simply closed my eyes, and in desperation let go of my hands, letting the scissors pierce through my flesh.