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At that time, he had started to cry loudly. In his mouth, he had been screaming for help. His appearance was extremely pitiful.

However, at this moment, my father was beaten until he couldn't stand up. By his side, Tang Ran was once again restrained by my mother.

I am going to be beaten to death by Second Uncle in front of me.

At that moment, I subconsciously thought that things might turn for the better.

However, what I didn't expect was that at that moment, there wasn't even the slightest change in the situation …

After Second Uncle rushed over, he immediately grabbed me.

His speed is truly too fast. I simply had no time to dodge. With just a dive of his, he was able to catch me. That feeling was akin to an eagle catching a chick.

After I was grabbed by him, Second Uncle placed both of his hands on my neck.

For a moment, I couldn't breathe.

His strength was great. His hands were like a pair of iron pliers at this moment. I tried to struggle, but to my despair, it didn't change anything. His strength was truly too great, not something I could contend with.

As he continued to exert his strength, I gradually felt myself beginning to lose weight. Under such circumstances, I would soon die.

At this moment, I would have never thought of this.

Faintly, I seem to see a figure.

This figure gave me a strange yet familiar feeling …

Isn't he the corpse that Second Uncle and Grandma bought over to replace me?

It was because the seller had lied and sold his grandmother a male corpse instead of a female one.

Thus, when he was being buried, his mother saw through it and a series of events occurred.

In the beginning, this man's corpse kept harassing me.

I was scared to death at that time.

But I don't know why, but at this time, I saw this male corpse strangely appear behind Second Uncle's back again. I felt that there was a kind of familiar yet intimate feeling …

He appeared behind his second uncle with a righteous expression.

When I saw him like this, I was really stunned.

Why did he appear? Last time, when he was harassing me, the appearance of the black cat scared him quite a bit. At that time, he was so scared that he immediately scampered off.

I didn't expect him to have the guts to come back.

After he returns, I realised that he seems to be much stronger than before.

In his hand, he had obtained a long braid.

He grabbed both ends of the braid and twisted it around Second Uncle's neck. With a tug, Second Uncle immediately let out a miserable scream and was dragged by him, flying four to five meters away.

At the same time, I finally got out.

I subconsciously took a deep breath of fresh air.

So it turned out that the pursuit of living was this simple. A mouthful of fresh air would make one extremely satisfied.

It was at that moment that I realized that happiness could come so easily.

At the same time.

When I looked over, I was incomparably shocked to find that the Second Uncle, after rolling on the ground, had immediately attacked the male corpse.

The man's corpse did not show any fear as it started to fight with the Second Uncle.

During the fight, he did not forget to throw some of the dead bats to his mother.

After the initial few blows, my mother disapproved.

However, after being constantly attacked like this, his mother immediately became angry and charged towards him.

Just like this, the appearance of the male corpse surprised me. However, his actions made me even more confused.

In just a few moments, he had drawn all the flames of war to himself.

Facing the attacks of his second uncle and his mother, the male corpse's face, at this moment, didn't have the slightest trace of fear. Instead, a trace of relief appeared on it.

At the same time, he looked at me with a burning gaze and chuckled softly …

Kacha Kacha …

And in the following period of time, his corpse was penetrated by his Second Uncle and his mother's incomparably sharp nails.

And at the very last moment of his life, the male corpse said, "Hurry up and go... "Fast …"

Then he tied the three of them together with the braid.

Seeing this, I finally understood. He was probably planning to use his reincarnation as a wager to exchange for my remaining life …

I didn't dare to disappoint him, and immediately, with the help of Tang Ran who had just escaped, I helped my father up and ran towards the village.

Not long after we ran out, we heard an astonishing scream from behind us …

It was the man's voice, familiar to me.

And now, the reason he could make such a sound was obviously because his soul had been shattered by Second Uncle and his mother. And that voice could also be the last sound of his life …

In the face of such a situation, my heart suddenly emptied and my steps abruptly came to a halt.

At the same time, Tang Ran, who was at the side, subconsciously looked at me before asking, "Who is this ghost …"

I shook my head but didn't explain.

When I looked back, I didn't see Second Uncle and Mother chasing after us. Just at this moment, the sky lit up.

The sun had risen from the east, and at the same time, roosters were announcing to the villagers.

Only then did Tang Ran heave a sigh of relief as he said, "Alright, we're finally out of danger."

Then the two of us took Father back.

This was going to be interesting.

Grandmother's funeral was to be arranged, and the fact that my father was now in such a state made it even worse for our family.

Not long after the three of us went back, the Village Chief and the others came to help.

When the Village Chief saw his father in such a state, he was so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue.

Immediately, he asked in embarrassment, "Little boy, how did you three end up like this? Also, your father is fine, right?"

At this moment, father was dragged into his own room. At this time, he looked like he died.

I looked over at my father, not knowing what to say.

If I were to say that my father was beaten to this state by my dead second uncle, I wonder if the village chief would believe me after hearing this.

I immediately said, "Father is injured. I'll have to trouble you to help us invite the village's doctor with bare feet."

The barefoot doctors in the village were still qualified to deal with matters such as damage from a fall.

Even if he was incompetent, he had to treat him like a living horse.

In many poor villages, this was the case. Sometimes, when the villagers were seriously ill, even those who were on the verge of death had to be seen by barefoot doctors, rather than being sent to a hospital in the city.

You know, rural families like us who farm for a living don't have much income over the course of a year. If we get sick and get hospitalized, just a simple examination would be enough to make many families uncomfortable.

It was very likely that he had fallen sick. This family was going to be poor for three generations.

In this sort of situation, most people might not believe that such a poor family existed, but the truth was like this. There were people who were not full yet, and there were also a lot of them …

The village chief saw that his father was in a serious condition, so he didn't dare delay any further and immediately called for the barefoot doctor.

When the doctor arrived and saw his father's condition, he did not say much. He only said that his injuries were severe and needed immediate treatment before he went back to prepare some medicine. Other than hanging bottles, there were also some oral herbs.

With both of his arms in place, his father's condition gradually stabilized.

After calming down, it was already 10 in the afternoon.

They busied themselves all morning, putting Grandma's body into the coffin.

In the afternoon, he needed to be buried.

According to our local custom, when we are buried, we have to be filial children who throw a bowl on the ground and break it. This custom means that my parents raised me and now my parents are dead, and the people who gave birth to me and raised me are dead.

This is the explanation in the superficial sense, and in the deep sense, the grief for the death of the parents.

In any case, this is a ceremony that must be carried out by one's own son. If this family has only a daughter and no son, this basin will also be broken. It will probably be crushed by a carriage, or a hearse.

This sort of situation was most likely caused by no future. If this were the case, the people from the village would gossip about him.

The reason why people fought for a son, other than having children to protect against old age, was also because of the traditional ceremony. It was because when one was old, there was a person who would throw basins for them in order to perfect the ceremony of death.

This was because many people believed that the incomplete rituals would affect their rebirth.

But now, Second Uncle is dead, and my only son is my father. If father is unable to throw this basin, then he will most likely be seen as a joke by the people in the village, and my grandmother will not be able to have a complete reincarnation in the underworld. In this situation, she might even become a vengeful spirit, or she might even stay in the mortal world.

As a result, the pressure on the barefoot doctor during the morning was still considerable.

While I gave my father fluids, I boiled herbs for him.

Fortunately, his father finally woke up after a long morning of torture.

Although his body was still incomparably weak.

However, with the support of the two fellow villagers, he had to complete each of the important ceremonies with great difficulty. His father could no longer bear the grief of knowing that his grandmother had been buried.

This way, he would feel a little awkward.

Those who were carrying their grandma's coffin had used a bench to carry their father back.

But in the morning the infusion was already done, and there was no way around it. The barefoot doctor, after giving my father a soup, told me that he would come back the next day and leave.

As for the other people in the village, they did not stay here any longer. After packing up the necessities, they left in a hurry, as if they were afraid of being tainted by the bad luck here.

However, I don't care about that at all.

After all, I've been busy for a few days now, and I want to calm down.

After seeing that my father's condition was relatively stable, Tang Ran and I ate dinner and went back to rest early.

Early the next morning, I heard a sound coming from my father's room and rushed in.

He woke up and wanted to go to the toilet, but he didn't have the strength to do so. He stood up and took a step, then fell down.

He was too weak for this, so I had to call him up and help him to the bathroom.

When he came back, he helped him put his father to bed and that was the end of it.