Chapter 499

Say something that everyone doesn't believe.

The old woman's three sons.

Boss, Dick, Yao'er.

They lived in Mount Ammon.

One of them is in the local county.

This seems to be a very ironic thing.

After all, when singing and watching the film with the vision of the demon soul.

Except for the final closing stage.

In front of any bedding, I didn't see the figure of the three sons.

The Analects of Confucius says: he is also filial to his younger brother, and those who are willing to commit crimes are rare; There are those who are not easy to commit, but those who are easy to make trouble. A gentleman is based on his work, and the Tao comes into being. Filial piety is the foundation of benevolence.

The translation of this sentence is actually very simple.

A filial person will not commit, will not commit, will not make trouble. Filial piety is the foundation of a gentleman. Once he stands, he will naturally feel the great road. Filial piety is the root of "benevolence" respected by saints.

It's a pity.

Now this world.

Mostly, it backfired!

We all know that filial piety comes first. In this way, people don't know how many times they wrote in their composition when they were young. How can they gradually forget it with age? The son is not the godfather's fault. The three children toss like this. If the old woman has no reason, she doesn't believe singing.

But the old woman was dead and everything turned to dust.

It's meaningless to go back to the source and discuss why these three people become like this.

Singing just wants to do what you should do.

incorrect.

In fact, I don't need to do anything. Let the black cat do it well.

Suddenly.

The song stopped.

"Let's go and kill them. It's no fun." Sing.

The black cat roared in its mouth.

Maybe I feel angry and think what I said before singing is trying to deceive myself.

Singing certainly won't do such a boring thing.

He just suddenly thought of something more interesting.

So he called Tang Yashi.

"Let the fox demon come..."

……

Lu Chong lives a happy life.

Forty two years old.

A daughter and a son.

It happens to be a "good" word, with both children.

His wife is virtuous. At least, he thinks so.

But the children are too young.

Lu Zhong got married at the age of almost 30. His daughter is nine years old and his son is only five years old.

The study is very good.

However, with the growth of his age, his heart began to worry, otherwise he would not lose a lot of hair.

In terms of career, there is no improvement. Although it is a public institution, it is only five or six thousand yuan a month. Seeing that the youngest son is about to go to primary school, it is obvious that the house he lives in now is not good. At least he has to find a school district house. The area can not be too large, but the location must be better. This is what his wife has been talking about every day these days.

This is probably what is often said on TV

Midlife crisis.

Midnight.

Lu Zhong suddenly woke up, like having a nightmare, but he couldn't remember what he saw in his dream. This phenomenon is actually very rare. After all, it is better than waking up.

He took a long sigh of relief, adjusted his mood, lay down again and wanted to continue to sleep.

But I couldn't sleep because I was tossing and turning.

It's like a thorn in my heart.

"I said you still can't sleep? Get out of here!" The wife around me has been a little impatient.

Lu thought again, climbed down from the bed, walked out of the room, turned on the light in the living room, sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette box from the tea table, lit a cigarette for himself, thought about it, stood up again, walked to the window and opened the window.

He didn't have such a habit before.

However, since his wife got pregnant and had children at home, the number of smokers has become less. Even smoking is lying in front of the window, or turning on the range hood at home, for fear of letting his children smoke second-hand smoke.

This is probably what happened after being a parent.

The weather is not very good tonight.

There are no stars and moons.

When the window opened, a cold wind blew in.

"It seems that it will rain tomorrow!" Lu Zhong thought in his heart.

When he finished smoking a cigarette, he quickly pulled up the window.

For such a short time, he couldn't help shivering. He couldn't help feeling strange. When was the weather in Mount Ammon so treacherous and changeable.

He stuffed his cigarette butts into the ashtray, went to the toilet and planned to go back to bed.

At the moment of turning off the lights, he suddenly found a shadow in the corner of the living room.

"Who!" Lu Zhong's first reaction was not fear, but rage.

How dare there be a little thief who doesn't know how to live or die to be a gentleman in his own house?

Thinking of the two children sleeping in the bedroom, he picked up a chair beside him and threw it around the corner.

Then he turned quickly and turned on the light again.

When I turned around again, there was a man standing in front of me.

"You... Hit me like this that day..."

Lu Zhong looked at the man in front of him.

Don't move.

Like a sculpture.

Finally, after a long time, his body trembled slightly.

Both legs are also shaking.

Finally, his legs were soft and he sat on the ground.

The old woman standing in front of him looked down at him with a calm smile on her face.

Lu Zhong wanted to shout, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't make any sound at all. It was like something flew into his throat and blocked it.

The old woman squatted down slowly, stretched out her dry hand and gently put it on Lu Zhong's head.

"When I was a child, I often caught lice for you, that's it..."

One.

One.

Pull out Lu Chong's already few hair.

One by one blood hole, seeping blood outward.

Lu Chong wanted to resist, which was his instinct to survive, but he was surprised to find that his body couldn't move this time, just like being fixed by someone.

The movement of the old woman's hand continues.

"You see, you don't wash your hair every day. There are a lot of lice!"

The ground was covered with black hair.

Blood, from the head, to the face.

Like a watermelon poked with countless holes.

This amount of bleeding is really amazing.

gradual.

The scene in front of Lu Zhong changed.

The wrinkles on the old woman's face are slowly disappearing.

Time seems to be back more than 30 years ago.

He sat on the small bench, and the old woman sat on a little higher chair.

He was naughty and wanted to run, but his mother caught him and forbid him to move.

"Good, I'll be fine soon."

The sound is real and illusory.

Look at that familiar face.

Lu Chong suddenly burst into tears.

"Mom... Mom..."