Mrs. Lin died, in the sunny August, died of a hard mouth.

Fifty-four-year-old Lin Fengqin will retire next year.

She has worked hard for most of her life, experienced the war period and the most difficult and chaotic years, and after her husband's death, she relied on her own skills to win the iron rice bowl that everyone envied as a salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative.

But just a few days ago, she was infected with a cold.

Her children persuaded her to take a leave of absence, but she was unwilling to do so, and she endured the discomfort and had to go to work. He also scolded them for making a fuss, saying that it was worth it when she asked for leave and drank two cups of ginger tea.

Less than an hour after she said this, her eyes were black and she completely collapsed on her post, and when she was sent to the hospital, she was no longer dead.

When she was dying, Lin Fengqin heard a noisy curse.

"It's just right that the old woman died! That's an eyesman's eye! But if I don't chase my Lan'er back today, I'll die headfirst in front of your Lin family! ”

On the bed, the old man who looked like a withered man was lying there, not knowing life and death, but the two people around him were noisy and exploded.

And Lin Fengqin, who was uncomfortable, was so noisy by this crying and roaring that her brain hurt.

old woman? Is this scolding her?

Why isn't she dead yet! Is this going to tear down the house?

Lin Fengqin opened her eyes in a daze, only to see the woman in front of her stretching out her hand to point at herself in a frenzied manner.

Although she is not a kind parent, she has never treated her children harshly, why is she still being scolded by someone when she is dying?

A wave of anger instantly surged into my heart.

But before Lin Fengqin could see who scolded her, she suddenly had a throbbing pain in her forehead, and then a memory that didn't belong to her poured in.

"What are you making a fuss about!"

Lin Dashan grabbed his wife, who was about to turn around and chase him out of the door.

"The village has suffered a great disaster, and your mother is like this, and you still want a girl?! Hum! Besides, it's a blessing for that dead girl to be seen by the river god! ”

"I don't care what the river god is, Lan'er, she was conceived and born in October! Lin Dashan! You don't deserve to be a father! The woman struggled and looked at her husband with a look of despair.

Which one is this singing?

Lin Fengqin looked at the scene in front of her, digesting the messy information in her mind, completely dumbfounded.

Is she borrowing a corpse to resurrect her soul?

The original name was Lin, and like her, she died young, and her husband grew up alone with her two sons.

But unlike her, this old lady is not only superstitious, but also patriarchal. He looked down on his daughter-in-law and granddaughter, and treated the daughters of the family as cattle and horses.

Half a month ago, Lin's had a sudden emergency. The little money at home has not been cured even after the doctor has spent it. In a hurry, Lin Dashan went to the county seat to find a fortune teller.

The fortune teller said that it was the river god who was angry, so the disaster befell Hexi Village. Only the sacrifice to the river god restored peace to the village. Lin's illness can be cured.

After hearing this, Lin immediately told Li Zheng the news.

Hexi Village is built along the Jing River. Every year, there is a custom of worshipping the river god, and this year it did not fall.

Lizheng, who didn't believe this, looked at the rain that had been falling for months and the crumbling river embankment at the head of the village. I had to ask for the fortune teller again.

"The river god is angry, he can't be the same as the ordinary sacrifices in previous years, this time he wants to sacrifice alive."

What is a living sacrifice?

It is to offer a pair of boys and girls as tribute to the god of the river.

There are many children in the village, but who is willing to take their children to sacrifice?

In the end, the Lin family, who was seriously ill and afraid of death, made a decision to send their youngest granddaughter Lin Lan'er as a tribute.

Da Liang already attaches great importance to filial piety, not to mention the Lin brothers who have been ordered to be filial by the Lin family since they were children. The old lady said that the east did not dare to go west.

Therefore, Lin Dashan finally ignored his wife's obstruction and sent his youngest daughter to the ancestral hall with his own hands.

After sorting out her thoughts, Lin Fengqin took a deep breath and slowly sat up when the two of them didn't notice it.