Maybe it was too difficult for one person to hold on, and the mother finally couldn't hold back her crying.

It turned out that my father, my father, who had always loved me silently, had passed away from liver cancer two months ago!

My brother's whole body softened. This is complete heartbreak and helplessness, complete pain, and complete collapse, and my brother can't wait to die by himself and not let his father go.

At this moment, my brother felt that everything in the world was not important, everything could be without, but my father and mother couldn't do without!

Those hoops, wooden horses, and villains that my father made for me when I was a child, and the memories of traveling with my father to the north and south of the motherland when I was a child, and ....... My hot tears fell uncontrollably, and then bordered on a roaring weeping.

The guards quickly lifted me up and dragged me inside. I looked at my mother's sad, withered, wrinkled face, and suddenly realized how difficult it was for my mother, how great it was, and how great she was, who was under the pressure of taking care of her father alone, visiting her son in prison, and being frightened, sad and sad all day long, supporting this once warm and harmonious little family.

My heart was like being hacksawed in saw, and before I was dragged away, I tried my best and said to my mother with all my strength and hoarseness, crying and crying: "Mom, I love you, I will never make you angry again, Mom, I will go out and take good care of you, woo......." ”

I was carried back to the cell by the prison guards, and I convulsed and cried loudly on my bed, crushing the pillow so hard that I wanted to crush it.

I have grown so big, I haven't cried so loudly and unreservedly, I want to cry out all my tears, I want to cry out all my grievances and missing my father, I want to cry out my unfinished filial piety to my father in the past 30 years, I feel uncomfortable, my brother is really uncomfortable, in all my brother's later lives, my brother has never been so uncomfortable again.

If before, my brother was still a child, then, when I was a child, since my father's death, I was completely gameover.

Seeing that I was crying so badly and being carried back by the prison guards, several people in the prison knew that something big must have happened to me.

I cried for more than 20 minutes in such a heartache and forgetting everything. Seeing that I was crying without a little rest, Ma Xiaoliu, who was not long-eyed, came over and patted my head and said: "What are you crying about, crying Lao Tzu is panicking, don't blame Lao Tzu for not being able to hold back your whole body when you cry again." ”

As soon as I heard this, I was completely, and all the previous grievances, including the previous depression in the company, the inexplicable wrongful imprisonment, the accusation of life, the huge regret and grief for my father, and the various anger that Ma Xiaoliu had bullied me before, came up together.

I went crazy, I threw Ma Xiaoliu to the ground like a madman, and then I couldn't wait to use all my strength to give this grandson a hammer, and directly fainted the hammer.

Thinking of Ma Xiaoliu's bullying of his brother, I was furious, and I lowered my head a little frustratedly and took a bite of Ma Xiaoliu's shoulder, and directly ripped off a mouthful of flesh and blood from this guy!

My brother is crazy, my brother beats his chest, my brother's face is full of tears and blood, let Huang Lao Wu punch and kick me, let the prison guards smash the baton on me, and let the blood on my head flow down. Brother continued to bite the flesh on Ma Xiaoliu's body, and at the same time grabbed Ma Xiaoliu's hair and slammed his head to the ground.

An electric baton smashed on my brother's head, and my brother finally fainted.

When my brother opened his eyes again, he couldn't see the darkness of his five fingers. It's so quiet and dark. Brother really hopes that my brother is dead, and my brother feels that he is living a good life, so pitiful, so sad. It's a pity that my brother is still alive. Brother was just locked up in confinement.

My brother stayed in this confinement room for two weeks, and my brother was completely quiet, and my brother couldn't cry anymore because my brother lost his voice.

Wounding people in prison increased my brother's sentence by another year. Ma Xiaoliu was treated by prison doctors and transferred to another cell. When I returned to my original prison cell, everyone looked at me as a little timid, maybe they were touched by my brother's madman's behavior of eating people that day.

Brother doesn't talk much. For my brother, life has lost its color, and the only reason left for my brother to live is his mother.

Huang Lao Wu never bullied my brother again, and other people also knew about my family's situation, and in the next few months, no one provoked my brother. In this prison cell, there was originally a silent old man Meng, but now there is a dumb brother.

Actually, my brother is not at peace in his heart. Because when my brother was in confinement, my brother had a dream in which he dreamed of his father.

During those two weeks of dark confinement, I was awake and sleepy, and I don't know how long I spent day and night. After falling asleep again, there was a hazy light in the darkness in a trance, and the light extended to my eyes, and I realized that there was a figure in the haze.

When the figure got closer, I realized that it was my father. In the dream, I could clearly know that my father had died, because my father's face was terrible white, his eyes were very deep and jet-black, and he was wearing a shroud similar to a Tang costume. I'm sure I saw my father's ghost.

I cried and fell to my knees in front of my father, who was my favorite father even though he was a ghost. My brother was very sad in his dream, and complained about why my father left so early, and why I couldn't wait for me to go out before honoring him.

My father just looked at me with pity, watched me cry, watched me grab his trouser leg with tears streaming down his face, sobbing sadly.

In my father's eyes, I was still so kind and so deeply loved, and I was even more sad. A long time ago, I saw a sentence: the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait. I didn't understand it at the time, and I didn't feel it. And now there is a huge sourness in this, which is really too sad and regretful.

My father touched my head and soothed me for a long time, and then gently let go, when I was still kneeling on the ground and weeping, I heard my father say gently: "Xiaowei, take care of your mother, don't worry about me, Dad loves you." Dad was fine over there, and he saw your deceased grandfather. You and your mother have to live well, Dad will go back, and when I see you again, Dad is relieved. ”

I grabbed my father's leg and cried in a heart-rending voice, "Dad, don't go, don't leave me, I miss your father." I can't live without you, woo, Dad, I will live well in the future and will take good care of my mother. Dad, don't go ....... ”

The father paused, and suddenly said a little lonely and hesitant: "Xiaowei, protect your mother, don't let it, don't let the evil ghost take your mother away......." ”

As soon as I heard my father say this, I was shocked and sat on my knees in a daze. Father has something to say, don't let the evil ghost take it away, fuck, what is this evil ghost?

Just as I was thinking for a moment, my father had disappeared into a faint cloud of smoke. And I woke up from my dream.

Since I was a child, I have had many dreams of all kinds, but there is only this one, which I can't forget for the rest of my life, and makes my brother feel that there are definitely ghosts in this world to dream!

My brother realized that there must be something strange about his father's death. I squeezed my fist hard, and the hatred in my heart made me grit my teeth, brother must find out the enemy of this and break it into pieces!

Brother is silent, it doesn't mean that brother is not in pain. Brother learned from the pain, at the moment, there are two things that must be done, one is to remind my mother the next time my mother comes to visit the prison. The second is to find Old Man Meng, this old man must have some means, even if it is a little smaller, I have to learn it.

"Uncle Meng, my father gave me a dream, and he was also killed by that evil ghost. I beg you to teach me something, I beg you, I know that you are a senior master, I want to avenge my father! Please" I have been pleading with Old Man Meng for several days, this old guy only knows how to close his eyes and meditate, and I can't slap him twice to wake him up.

Zhao Yidao and the other two people in the same prison also had some sympathy for his brother, so they helped to blow the wind to Old Man Meng: "I said Old Man Meng, people's hearts are flesh and blood, if you can help Xiao Weizi, just help him, his family is really miserable." ”

The old guy still closed his eyes and didn't say anything, if it weren't for the fact that he was meditating so straight, my brother really wondered if the old guy was asleep.

It seems that it is not possible to do without a little ruthlessness. Brother didn't care anymore anyway, so he gritted his teeth and knelt in front of the old guy's bed. Brother just knelt straight at you, seeing if you could accept the call.

Brother doesn't do anything except eat, sleep, and work at other times, as long as your old guy is in bed, brother kneels, and he is not afraid of wasting time in prison anyway.

However, my brother thought that he could kneel, but before the third day, his knees turned purple and black. It's swollen, it's painful! I couldn't even stand up, so I had to crawl to bed on my own in the second half of the night, and I couldn't work.

When the prison guards saw me, they scolded me, thinking that I was trying to be lazy, but when they looked at my knees, they couldn't do anything about it, they could only say that I had a brain disease, and I had never seen such masochism.

After two nights of kneeling, my knees have turned black, which must be due to local cell necrosis caused by the lack of blood flow and pressure for too long.

In fact, when I knelt on the ground, on the one hand, I hoped that Old Man Meng would agree to my request, and on the other hand, I silently begged my father for forgiveness. Because, to a certain extent, the calamities in the family were all brought on by me, and not only did I fail to fulfill my filial piety, but I also probably killed my father, and I really hated myself in my heart, and I also wanted to use this masochistic way in exchange for a little comfort in my own conscience.

The severe pain in my leg caused me to grit my teeth and kneel again on the night of the fourth day, and after a few hours, I fainted and fell on the edge of the bed in the bunk under Old Man Meng.

By the time I woke up, it was late at night, and the other inmates were sleeping soundly. Old man Meng still meditated with his eyes closed unchanged for ten thousand years.

Brother gave up, since no one accepted it at this point, Brother didn't want to waste his sincerity on him. Perhaps, it's not worth it. Perhaps, there is another way.

I slowly crawled to the ground and crawled towards my bed, then fell asleep in pain and fatigue.

When I told my mother about my father's dream and what had happened to me, she was solemn and silent. I persuaded my mother to also go to Wutai Mountain to live for a while, so that she could ask Le'er for help, but my mother firmly shook her head and refused.

"Weizi, Mom is not afraid, and I don't blame you, because you don't know anything, and I'm sure your dad won't blame you either. Dad is no longer here, you are Mom's spiritual pillar, as long as you are safe, Mom will be at ease. Besides, your grandmother is now seriously ill and hospitalized, and your mother has to go to the hospital to take care of your grandmother. Mom has always believed that good people have good rewards, and I have been honest all my life, so I don't need to be afraid. You have to behave well, mom is still waiting for you to come out, our mother and son are dependent on each other, and we are still waiting to hold our grandson, you know?"

Ay. The greatness of a mother lies in the fact that she can give everything for her children, and even in the case of internal and external troubles, she still considers her children as the central idea