Chapter 6957 No Cry
Changping Village.
The main room of Lao Wang’s family has become a hell on earth.
Even the old ladies in the village who like to watch people doing innocent things and crying are wiping away tears while watching, and some of them can't even bear to watch anymore.
Why?
Because there is a kind of "crying for mourning" that subverts their cognition.
Originally, they all felt that when someone died in their family, those relatives and relatives who cried loudly were the saddest. However, at this moment, Yang Huamei's behavior deeply shocked them.
When Yang Huamei stumbled into the main room and saw Wang Shuanzi lying upright on the door panel, with his face covered with straw paper and his body covered with a quilt, she just paused and did not cry.
Obviously she wanted to put on wings and fly back, but when her foot actually slipped through the door and saw him, she didn't dare to move forward.
Holding the door tightly with both hands, he turned sideways and stared at the person lying on the door panel in horror, shaking his head from slow to fast, muttering: "No, no, that's not Shuanzi, not..."
Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu wiped away their tears and came over to support her: "Mei'er, my condolences..."
Yang Huamei suddenly turned her head crazily and yelled at the two sisters-in-law: "Shut up, you guys shut up, That is not Shuanzi, not my Shuanzi, you are talking nonsense! "
Both Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu were frightened. They came to help her again with tears in their eyes. Yang Huamei didn't know where the strength came from and suddenly pushed them away. She ran like crazy. He went to the door panel, shook his hands and peeled off the papyrus covering Wang Shuanzi's face.
Wang Shuanzi was lying with his face turned sideways. The half of Yang Huamei's face was stiff and sallow, as if a piece of dead pork had been smeared with thick tung oil. While reflecting the cold oily light, it also revealed a thick of death.
"Shuanzi, why are you sleeping here in such a cold weather? Don't you know you are weak? Come on, wake up, I will help you back to bed..."
Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou and Wang Hongtao on the side saw that Yang Huamei was going to help Wang Shuanzi up, so they hurried over to stop him.
"Meier, the bolt has gone. Just look at him, don't touch him..."
"My own man, the father of my child, why can't I Touch? "
Yang Huamei suddenly raised her head like a fierce female animal to interrupt Yang Huaming.
Yang Huaming was stunned for a moment. He couldn't tell her that we spent a lot of effort to give Shuanzi such a relatively decent appearance, right?
"Mom!"
Xiao Hei was brought to the main room by Yang Ruoqing at this time.
At this time, Xiao Hei was also crying until his eyes were red and swollen.
Today, he was also on the way to the mountains to look for Wang Shuanzi. Originally, he didn't want to go into the mountains to look for him. Wouldn't it be nice to warm up at home in the cold weather?
And in his mind as a son, Wang Shuanzi is his father. Only his father is worried about his movements as a son, so how can any son go to his father? Dad is an adult, so Xiao Hei still feels very safe with Wang Shuanzi, and doesn't think anything will happen to his dad after he has been missing for two days and one night.
Even when he followed his cousins up the mountain to find his father, he was still unhappy until he saw his father with only one head left under the tree, and the things in the bundle that looked like pig liver, lungs, and pig intestines. When he picked up the things, he suddenly realized that his father was also an ordinary person and he would die. From now on, he will be a child without a father...
"Mom, you have to hold on, your father is gone, but you still have me, and I will be with you. Mom, take care of your mother! "
Xiao Hei cried and shouted the words that Yang Ruoqing had taught him for a long time. Although Yang Ruoqing gave these lines, these tears were his own.
He came over and hugged Yang Huamei. He originally thought that the mother and son would hug each other and cry. After Yang Huamei cried and vented her emotions, he pulled her to the side. The others quickly covered the straw paper back, and then Wait until nightfall and quickly load the coffin and bury him.
"Bang!"
Yang Huamei slapped Xiao Hei with a backhand, making Xiao Hei's face confused and his eyes aggrieved.
"Mom, why did you hit me?"
"You are the one who is being beaten. You are spitting shit. Your father is obviously asleep. You want to curse him, you unfilial person. Something! "
Yang Huamei was fierce and ferocious like never before, and almost poked Xiao Hei's eyes with her fingers. Xiao Hei was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Yang Ruoqing and shouted: "Cousin, save me, my mother is crazy!"
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to protect Xiao Hei, while also looking at Yang Huamei closely.
I saw Yang Huamei with disheveled hair, red eyes, and black energy coming out of her body, just like Mei Chaofeng who had gone crazy after practicing martial arts.
"Qing'er, don't protect him. That brat is not a good guy. He is always angry. Shuan Zi is often worried about his two sons and can't sleep all night. His body is not in good shape. It's not good. He relies on such bitter medicine every day. He often tells me that if he doesn't worry about his two children, he doesn't want to live. But what about these two children? Zhengqi, and my father-in-law, he is also worried. This quarrel between me and Shuanzi was all because of him. Where are you hiding, old man? Come out! "
Yang Huamei's speech was completely incoherent. After scolding Xiao Hei, she scolded Dabai, and after scolding Dabai, she scolded Wang Hongquan. She couldn't listen to anyone's advice, as if she was out of her mind, as if she was the only voice in the world.
Tan also arrived with Yang Huazhong at this time. Seeing Yang Huamei like this, Tan became anxious. No one else dared to rush up and pull Yang Huamei for fear that she would do something drastic.
As soon as Tan entered the door, she saw Yang Huamei cursing, stamping her feet and putting her hands on her hips. Without thinking, Tan rushed forward and hugged Yang Huamei: "Daughter, if you don't feel pain, just cry loudly. Don't torture like this." Self, you have to be more open-minded about the fact that people cannot be resurrected after death..."< br>
“It’s not dead, it’s not dead! Shuanzi is not dead!”
Yang Huamei shouted in a high voice. When she pulled her hands out of Tan’s arms, she used too much force. Tan was so thin. He was unprepared and was immediately slapped so hard that he staggered and fell onto the door panel behind him.
All this happened so unexpectedly that there were people inside and outside the hall, but no one could save him in time.
With a bang, the door panel was knocked over by Tan, and Wang Shuanzi’s body rolled to the ground. The head was originally loose, so it rolled to the door and fell to Liu. underfoot.
The news that Mrs. Liu originally got from Yang Huaming was that Wang Shuanzi had been found, but he was already dead. The cause of death was probably that he was bitten by a leopard. His body was hanging on a tree, with several pieces of meat missing from his body...
< br>Ms. Liu imagined that there were a few pieces of meat missing, that is, the arms, thighs and buttocks were bitten into pits, but she never thought that even the head was separated from the body.
She originally saw something rolling towards her and subconsciously wanted to bend down to pick it up, but she saw it was Shuanzi's head. The other side of her face was gone, and she could see the inside from the outside. Liu collapsed, screamed, jumped up, and jumped directly onto Yang Huaming's back.
(End of this chapter)