I can't see or touch it. I'm right next to you. You always don't know when I will appear or what I hide. Anyway, I'm just there, waiting for the opportunity to kill you in a place where you can't see.

I heard that my grandmother was going to call the police, and the bald man left the courtyard with white powder and an addict. Liu and the bald man never appeared in the courtyard again, but the aunt did not say that they had returned to their hometown, and maybe they had just found a place to continue the work.

That day, grandma slapped his father five times. This was the first and only time in 20 years that grandma had hit his father.

Grandma did not tell her mother about this, so she did not quarrel with her father because of this incident, but after that, her father blamed herself for a long time.

Especially because of that man, those people had either committed suicide before or were ready to commit suicide, but the man was actually not determined to take drugs. He could have saved him and let him go to the right path. He could have used this to forgive some of his inner sins, but in the end he was forced to take drugs, he was powerless. Maybe this man would never be able to get out of this road of no return. If he hadn't been obsessed with money and promised Liu that such a thing would have happened.

My mother still went to work in the raincoat factory early every day, and my father would occasionally look in the direction of that room. He walked to the river alone with a pack of cigarettes like those addicts, sitting there smoking all day long. Those scenes lingered in his mind, like nightmares lingering in his thoughts. Those people whispered after taking drugs, and they were circulating in their father's ears like ghost words, and there was also a chill behind them.

Suddenly, the father who was sitting by the river smoking felt dark before his eyes. He seemed to be covered by a black cloth bag. Seven or eight men pressed themselves to the ground and punched and kicked them.

"Boy, can't I deal with you yet? I'll see if I don't beat you up and smoke."

My father heard that this was the bald man's voice. I believe that among the people who beat him, there was also Da Liu, who was brother and brother to him. Just beat him, so that he would feel better.

After the fight, the men ran away. The father came out of the black cloth bag. His scattered hair and blood on his face were pulled away. His shirt was full of holes. He stood up and looked at himself from the water. He took back the tears that were about to shed. He lit a cigarette and laughed.

Looking at what I am now, is there anything more depressed than myself? As I smiled, tears flowed down my face and dripped on the mudstone slabs by the river.

Grandma stood upstairs and witnessed what had just happened. She wanted to stop it, but if she thought about it carefully, her son would be beaten up now and let him wake him up well. She was almost confused about her mind. She watched him grow up little by little since she was a child, smart and kind, and didn't know what happened during this period. It seemed that after the house was built, everything changed and everything changed. If he was still so depressed, then this family would be really helpless.

In this way, my father didn't go back to have dinner, and stayed by the river like a beggar for a day. He knew that his mother slowly walked home when she got off work.

I changed my clothes to avoid my mother's random thoughts, but the scars on my face were too obvious, so I had to find a way to hide them.

My mother held her waist and walked into the yard step by step. She saw her father sitting by the table with a bruised nose and a swollen face:

"What's wrong, why did this look like?"

My father wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes:

"It's okay, I fell down while playing by the river."

My mother carefully found a place to sit down:

"Why are you so careless? Don't go to the river next time, the cement board is not reliable."

The father nodded.

Grandma did not expose her father's lies. There were too many conflicts with her father. If this matter was exposed, how could this mother with a belly thrust out?

"I'll go to the contractor tomorrow to check it out. If there is a job, I'll go to work and make money."

My mother spit out the fish bones in her mouth:

"What's wrong? Wasn't that Liu was quite capable some time ago? Why did he leave?"

My father frowned when he heard this name and soon returned to peace:

"Oh, he's back to his hometown."

"Oh, that's OK."

I have made some money these days, but my mother's belly is getting bigger and bigger day by day. This money is definitely not enough to spend it later. I have to find a place to go to work. If I stay at home, it is really unreasonable.

After dinner, my father took the cigarette and newspaper and sat upstairs. After grandma helped her upstairs, she went to work on her own business.

My father didn't want to talk to her mother, so she didn't talk to her. She turned around and walked into the toilet, but her father didn't look up.

Looking at the newspaper, but the fancy news reports were not in my mind at all. The man was lying on the bed and twitching, and the newspaper was full of his painful expressions.

A burst of exclamation came from the toilet:

"Minfeng, come quickly!"

"What's wrong?"

"Come on!"

My mother's voice told my father that something big happened, but my father had no intention of paying attention to it.

"What's wrong? I have to see what I'm going to the toilet!"

"What! I'm so red!"

Hearing these two words, my father quickly put down the newspaper in his hand and stood up and ran into the big toilet, because there was no toilet upstairs at that time, but a small urinal was placed under the toilet.

A pool of blood-red liquid in the urinal pierced into my father's eyes and into my heart.

The most terrifying thing for pregnant women is to see redness. This may be the most thought that the child whom I have worked hard to have had a miscarriage. At this time, the only thing that appears in the father's heart is: Go to the hospital quickly!

He immediately took his mother's hand and ran to the village chief's house. Before the village chief could ask what the situation was, he took the key and drove his mother to the town with his motorcycle.

In fact, the village chief wanted to say: The car is almost out of fuel...

Along the way, the father just ran away, but the mother thought a lot about it. The child was the crystallization of himself and his husband. What should I do if he lost it? The husband would be very angry. How can I live in the Xu family in the future? Putting aside these things, I have worked hard to get pregnant for several months and said it was gone. As I thought about it, my mother felt a little aggrieved.

After arriving at the hospital, my father pulled my mother into the emergency room. At that time, there were only two nurses and a Chinese medicine doctor in his fifties. He could not use instruments to determine his mother's condition, so he adopted the oldest method of traditional Chinese medicine: taking the pulse.

The doctor took it for about half an hour, and all kinds of expressions appeared on his face, making his father confused.

"Oh, it's okay, the fetus is fine. This is not a big deal. It may not be a miscarriage. It's very common."

Hearing the doctor's words so casually, my father felt that he was perfunctory:

"I said, "You doctor is OK, what's going on? I always feel that you are not attentive."

The doctor frowned and looked at his father:

"I said, what's wrong with you, young man? Could it be that I'll be happy if your wife has a miscarriage? I said, it's okay. If you don't believe me, ask my master tomorrow."

My mother asked inappropriately:

"Who is your master?"

"Just the old Chinese doctor in that town."

When my father heard about this old Chinese doctor's apprentice, he relaxed. He was so powerful that his apprentice would definitely not be bad.

He said thank you and took his mother out of the emergency room.

When I walked to the parking lot, I wanted to start the motorcycle but found an embarrassing problem: I only heard the sound and did not catch fire.

My father then remembered that he was too anxious to leave and forgot to ask the old Chinese doctor if he was doing it. It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and there was not even a person on the street, let alone finding a place to refuel the car.

To stay overnight in the hospital, you must be sick to stay, so my father could only push the cart and walk back slowly with his mother.

There are no street lights along the way, but fortunately the motorcycle’s headlights can illuminate the road, otherwise I won’t know if I go to the river at that time.

The weather was a little cold and there was a little wind. My father took off his coat and put it on his mother, and pushed the motorcycle toward the direction of the courtyard.

The road is a bit long and it may take three or four hours to get home. My mother could not walk too much while pregnant. She started to breathe a lot after walking, so her father asked her to sit in the car and push her away.

Although his man is a bit a bastard, he is still very masculine at the critical moment. His mother sat in the car and watched her husband pushing the car hard.

Along the way, I have to pass by many villages and even a dark cemetery. If I walk alone at this time, I will be a little scared. My father pushed the cart and told my mother the story of his childhood, so that my mother would not be afraid.

That's it. After walking for more than two hours, I was still a little far from the courtyard and was about to enter the cemetery. My father stopped to rest for a while and continued to push the cart. It would be fine if there was no one at this time. It would be the most terrifying if there was an old woman burning paper on the side of the road.

By chance, I was afraid of anything. As soon as I entered the cemetery, I saw an old woman kneeling in front of a basin carrying paper. My father pushed the car over and didn't look up. This feeling made both of them feel distressed.

My father accelerated his pace, but unexpected things happened.

The mother's eyes turned dark. She could feel her body moving forward in the car, but no one was pushing the car. Her husband, who was just chatting and laughing, disappeared. No one controlled the car and moved forward slowly. There was a broken bridge in front of her, but the car seemed to have no intention of stopping.
Chapter completed!