Chapter 62: The Deadline Is Approaching
At the foot of the mountain, Hu Xiaocao's mother and daughter are worshipping in the past, and the woman is wiping the shrine.
At this time, she was so thin that she was only skinny and bone-lining, and it seemed that she would be floated away when the wind blew, and her face was extremely pale.
A year has not made the woman's condition better, but has a tendency to get worse, and even so, she still supports the sick body.
Hu Xiaocao's family is poor, and kind-hearted villagers have also received help, and once pooled money for women to go to the town to see a doctor, but the result is that the disease has dragged on for too long and has worsened.
If they want to be cured, they have to go to a big city, and the cost of treatment is simply astronomical for them, not to mention the follow-up treatment.
It is a love for the villagers to help, and they can't get an inch because of this, not to mention the money they scraped together for treatment before, I'm afraid they won't be able to change it in this life.
If it continues to be governed, it will be a bottomless pit at all.
The woman made a quick decision and said that she was incurable, but she just took some medicine back, although it could not make her completely better, but at least it could be contained.
"Ahem, ahemβ"
A gust of wind came out, and a heart-rending cough burst out of the woman's throat.
Hu Xiaocao hurriedly got up and said a little nervously: "Mom, are you okay, I told you to stay at home and not come, I can do it alone." β
A year has passed. Hu Xiaocao has not changed much, he still looks that thin, and he has not grown any size, but his cheeks are a little more fleshy, and he is not as thin and scary as before.
The woman covered her mouth and waved her hand, "No, it's too insincere to say this, and I'm always at home and panicked, I also want to come out for a walk." β
The once sensational human trafficker incident has slowly subsided over time.
People are forgetful, and no matter how bizarre and bizarre things are, they can't stand the scrutiny of time.
And since the last incident, the mountain god has never appeared again, and the rumors about the mountain god have faded away.
Although there are villagers who come to worship, there are many fewer, and only one or two occasionally appear, only the mother and daughter insist on worshipping and worshipping every day, and the wind and rain have never been broken.
"Xiaocao, if one day, your mother is gone, you must also remember to worship the mountain god at all times, especially during the New Year's holidays, we can't be ungrateful."
The woman admonished carefully.
Hu Xiaocao's face changed slightly, and he shouted anxiously: "Bah, bah! What do you say, my mother will definitely live a long life, and Grandpa the mountain god will bless you. β
The woman had to nod, "Okay, good, the mountain god bless our little grass to live a long life." β
As the woman spoke, she felt nothing but a fishy smell rolling in her throat, and with a whoa, a large mouthful of blood sprayed on the shrine.
Her eyes went dark and she fainted.
When Hu Xiaocao saw this scene, she was so frightened that she cried out, "Mom, don't scare me, you're fine." β
She pushed the woman's body, but the woman didn't respond.
Hu Xiaocao hurriedly went to other villagers for help, "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li is not good, my mother has fainted." β
The afterglow of the remnant sun reflected the woman's body, and also covered the shrine, and the darkness gradually began to swallow up, and even the blood on it became dull and ominous.
With the help of the villagers, the woman was carried back to her home, and Wu Yuan received the news and rushed over as soon as possible to check on the woman's condition.
Hu Xiaocao was nervous beside her, "Grandpa Wu, my mother, she's okay." β
Wu Yuan looked at Hu Xiaocao, a little unbearable, "It's nothing, just take a rest." β
After the woman drank the medicine, she woke up slowly, looked at Wu Yuan's expression, as if she knew what he was going to say, and said to Hu Xiaocao:
"Xiaocao, mom wants to eat red fruits, can you go and help me pick some."
Red fruit is a very common wild fruit, and there is a bush in the vicinity.
Hu Xiaocao nodded hurriedly, not to mention the red fruit, even if a woman wants to eat meat now, she will find a way to get it.
After Hu Xiaocao was removed, the woman spoke: "Uncle Wu, am I about to die?" β
When she said this, her face was calm, her tone did not change, and her expression did not show the slightest panic of a dying person.
Wu Yuan's eyes were a little red, and he comforted him, "Don't be too discouraged, or let's scrape together some money for you and send you to the hospital, if you can't do it in the town, you can go to the big city." β
The woman sighed faintly, shook her head and refused: "It's not that simple, it's too expensive to treat the disease, our mother and daughter owe too much to the village, and I can't pay it off in this life, I can't get over my conscience." β
"I know that my body is a bottomless pit, and I am afraid that this disease will not be cured, so it is better to forget it than to waste your money."
"I just hope to be able to accompany Xiaocao more now, don't tell Uncle Wu about this."
Looking at the woman's haggard appearance, the tip of Wu Yuan's nose was sour, "Xiaocao is smart, I'm afraid I can't hide her, and you can't hide your illness for long." β
The woman's voice choked, "I just hope that in the last days of my life, I can accompany Xiaocao well, this child is too bitter." β
By the time Hu Xiaocao walked in with the red fruit, the expressions of the two had returned to normal, but the woman's eyes were still a little red.
"Mom, have you cried?"
The woman wiped her eyes and smiled, "I didn't cry, I just accidentally got blinded by the sand." β
Hu Xiaocao took out the red fruit as if offering a treasure, "Taste it, it's sweet and sour." β
In fact, the woman has lost her taste buds, and this red fruit has no taste when eaten.
But the woman ate one anyway, smiled and nodded, "It's really sweet." β
Children are the most sensitive, although the adults are hiding from Hu Xiaocao, but she also vaguely senses something, takes care of women more dedicatedly, and goes to the shrine more diligently.
But even so, it can't stop a woman's body from getting worse day by day.
Hu Xiaocao burned incense devoutly, kowtowed again, and said with red eyes:
"Grandpa Mountain God, can you be merciful and bless my mother's illness to get better, Xiaocao is not greedy, I am willing to exchange my life life for my mother's life."
At this moment, Hu Xiaocao didn't know that the mountain god grandfather in her mouth was about to face the problem of aging and dying.
The winter of the year finally passed, and in the second Spring Festival after being reborn, Ye Qin still didn't feel it, because this year he fell into a dying moment.
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When spring returns to the earth, everything is full of life in the mountains, and you can see dense and flourishing plants everywhere.
The trees stretched their branches as hard as they could, and even the grass on the roadside sprouted new shoots, lush and pleasing to look at.
In the midst of all this life, there is one place that is very different.
Outside the cave, there are green plants everywhere, insects and birds are singing, and unknown wildflowers are quietly blooming, sending a faint fragrance.
However, in the depths of the cave, a snake more than three meters long can be faintly seen, lying motionless on the ground, almost blending in with the dim environment around it.
And next to it, there was a miserable white human skeleton, leaning against the wall, dead and silent.
Ye Qin has been lying here for a few days, and he has less and less time to go out, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't.
As time passed, it also took away the vitality of this snake body, and all the functions of the snake body were decreasing.
A creature is capable of influencing its surroundings, and the cavern feels lifeless.
(End of chapter)