Liu Hongying is dead......

It is the owner of the inn, and the crepe of the notice is the one who informs the country and the crepe Mingde.

I heard that she died very suddenly and quietly, and the innkeeper didn't know when she died, but it was noon, and she hadn't checked out, so the boss went to urge her.

But the boss knocked on the door outside for a long time and didn't see any movement inside, and finally had no choice but to take the spare room card and open the door.

As soon as I pushed it away, I saw her lying on the floor, and her body was already cold.

Later, I heard from the medical examiner that she died of myocardial infarction.

Before she died, she cleaned herself up neatly, changed her clothes, combed her hair, and wiped her lipstick.

"I'm so unlucky......"

The innkeeper sat in the police station with a sad face.

"I died inexplicably, and I'm afraid that no one will dare to live with us in the future."

Crepe Guodong was pushed by Crepe Mingde to claim the body, and he was wooden from beginning to end.

The news came so suddenly, and she was so ...... He's dead?

It wasn't so much shock as he didn't believe it at all.

But when he saw the cold corpse lying there, he couldn't help but believe it.

"Yes!" Xuan Guodong was stunned for a long time, and cursed a word at the corpse.

"Let you do it, let you make trouble, you are restless when you are old, and now you are retribution, right?"

He scolded as before, but the man lying there did not answer.

After bringing Liu Hongying home, Xuan Guodong didn't seem to be too sad, but Crepe Mingde, guarding his mother and crying happily, and then buried her.

Liu Hongying's funeral was simple, and Mo Mingde didn't have much money, and the rest of Liu Hongying was only enough for a very simple and simple funeral.

Some former colleagues in the factory, as well as neighbors around the area, came to give a gift money after hearing the news, and comforted Crepe Guodong: "Old crepe, the festival mourns and changes." ”

Kunidong was disdainful.

"What mourning do I have? It's just right that she died, this old woman, she has never been happy in her life, and she has to make trouble when she gets old, and now she deserves to die, she deserves it! ”

He scolded like this, but after Liu Hongying was buried, he became more and more depressed and withdrawn.

Sometimes he sat by the window, and for a long time, he shouted, "Old woman! ”

But after shouting, where did anyone respond to him?

He looked back at the empty room, and remembered, oh, that old woman was gone.

He used to always shout "dead old woman, dead old woman...... but now, it really lives up to its name.

He is often away from home, he is a young man, and he always has to find something to do, but it seems that finding a job has not been going well lately.

When he came out of prison, many people didn't want it, he was in a bad mood, and he always invited a few fox friends to eat and drink outside.

He's not at home, and he can't do anything, not to mention that no one pushes him when he goes out for a walk, even if he can't eat three meals a day, sometimes he waits and waits, and when he comes back in the evening, he will bring him something to eat.

Within two days, Crepe Guodong also had a big quarrel with Crepe Mingde.

That night, Crepe Mingde waited a long time for his drunken son to come home.

"Matilda." Xuan Guodong called him in an almost humble tone.

"You can wipe my body for me, I haven't taken a shower for a few days, you see, it stinks."

Crepe Mingde stared at Crepe Mingde with a pair of drunken eyes, and then nodded for a moment: "Okay, wash, wash, wash......"

After a while, Crepe Mingde called a basin of hot water, about fifty or sixty degrees, and the handkerchief was wet and rubbed on his body, which was hot against his skin, so that Crepe Mingde couldn't help frowning.

That's it, but Crepe Mingde is a man in the end, and he is drunk again, so he naturally has no weight on his hands.

"Matilda, you tap, tap ......"

Crepe Guodong said it more than once, but Crepe Mingde's mind was obviously not on this.

"What are you doing here?"

Xuan Guodong really couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you planning to kill your old man?" What do you call it?

You said that during this time, you didn't do anything at home, you didn't wash your clothes when they smelled, and the garbage was piled up like a mountain.

What exactly do you want to do?

What do you want to do?

Isn't it the same as your mother, who thinks I'm old, useless, and a drag on you, so I wish I was dead, right? ”

Crepe Guodong's temperament is already big, but Crepe Mingde is a son after all, so he has endured it without saying anything, but now his patience has reached the limit, and the tight strings were broken all of a sudden, and he poured it all out.

But Crepe Mingde was not used to him, he had already drunk wine, and his temperament was up, and he threw the handkerchief in his hand into the basin with a "snap", and the water splashed everywhere.

"Dad, you're really endless!" Crepe Mingde roared.

"I'm a man, and I'm not a, where would I do these things?

It's already good that I can do it, and you're still picky?

You know yourself, why don't you think about it, I'm in my forties, my daughter-in-law doesn't have a daughter-in-law, my son is in prison, I can't even find a job, do you know how depressed I am?

You don't know, you never think about it, you know that you are noisy, scolding......

Okay, no matter what I do, you're not satisfied, I won't serve, I won't serve, okay? ”

As soon as Mingde made a noise, he turned around and slammed the door and went out.

"Mingde, Mingde......" Crepe Guodong shouted in the house, but where could Crepe Mingde pay attention to him?

Xuan Guodong couldn't get his son back, so he could only push his wheelchair to the bedroom and rummage through a clean dress for himself to wear, but he was inconvenient with his hands and feet, and he still didn't put it on for a long time, but he was tired and sweaty.

At this time, Xuan Guodong felt a sadness from the bottom of his heart.

If Liu Hongying is still here, where will he suffer from this crime?

What if Yaqian is still there?

In the past, Yaqian did everything at home, and her hands were full of frostbite when she washed her clothes in winter, and she never complained.

In the past, he didn't like his daughter, he couldn't look down on his daughter-in-law, and all his hopes were pinned on his son, thinking that he would rely on his son when he was old, and he would respond to his son's needs.

It was two days after Crepe Mingde ran out, and Crepe Guodong fainted at home, and after being discovered by neighbors, the community carried him to a welfare home.

When he was picked up, the neighbors were all around to watch.

"Who is this? How did it come to this? ”

This year, everyone loves to join in the fun, and everyone looks at the crepe country in the east of the winter is still wearing a thin shirt, and can't help asking: "What about the people in his family?" Why just leave a paralyzed old man at home? ”