My father was an alcoholic and was addicted to alcohol. When he was alive, he was notorious in the village and no one looked down upon him.
But after he died, the villagers held a grand funeral for him and even lit sky lanterns.
It is said that my father used to be a great man, but later he fell into obscurity and became an alcoholic, all because of me.
Of course, it's not all because of me.
When my father came to this village more than 20 years ago, the people in the village rejected him because most people living in such remote areas have xenophobia.
And my father is disabled and has three broken fingers on his left hand, so people in the village look down on him from the bottom of their hearts.
But my father has one advantage, that is, he looks like a talented person, unlike a rural person.
So naturally, I married the most beautiful woman in the village, my mother.
This incident made many people in the village brood, because they thought how could a disabled person like my father marry such a beautiful wife as my mother?
Because of this incident, it is said that when my mother gave birth to me, my father knelt in front of other people’s houses and was unable to find a stable woman.
At that time, rural people were very poor and did not go to the hospital to give birth.
Later, my father had no choice but to use a trolley to push my mother to the county hospital.
As a result, it took so long that my mother bled excessively and died on the way.
No one knew where my father buried my mother, including the truck, and no one in the village saw it again.
That night, my dad only brought me back.
It is said that when he came back, the dogs in the whole village were barking like crazy.
Rural people are superstitious and say that dogs barking at night are mostly because they see things that humans cannot see.
Therefore, people in the village said that I was a disaster and that I had killed my mother. Even when I was young, my friends in the village were not willing to play with me.
From then on, my dad became even more depressed and began to drink crazily and get drunk.
In my memory, he was drunk most of the time.
But even so, my dad raised me up, but instead of sending me to school, he taught me a lot about Feng Shui, Kanyu, looking for dragons and acupoints, and the like.
More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I have grown up.
At noon that day, my dad was very drunk. He suddenly took my hand and said, "Chang Ming, although I haven't left you anything in this life, don't bear any grudge against me. Now I have three things to explain."
You, first of all, if someone comes to ask for my hand in marriage after my death, you agree to let them hold a grand funeral for me, light up sky lanterns, and bury me on Longwei Mountain."
Changming is my name, which is a good name, but the bad thing is my surname. Because my surname is Lai, my peers in the village call me Lai Gouzi.
Every time someone calls me that, I have the urge to hit them.
"Dad, you drank too much."
I frowned and looked at my dad impatiently.
As for our family, we are destitute and extremely poor. How can anyone come to our door to propose marriage?
Besides, his reputation as an alcoholic is not only known to the villagers, but has spread throughout the surrounding villages. Who is blind enough to marry his daughter to the son of an alcoholic like him?
So I didn't take what my dad said seriously at all.
"Don't interrupt, just listen to me."
My dad slapped me directly on the back of the head and continued: "Second, within three years after my death, you must not lose your virginity. This is very important, you must remember. Third, it is
If someone comes to you in the future and says they want to move my grave, just say you want the share you deserve, and they will definitely give it to you. That is the last thing I leave you, enough for you to have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life.
"
"Dad, what on earth are you talking about?"
I suddenly looked at him with some anxiety.
Because looking at my dad’s serious look, it was obvious that he wasn’t joking, which gave me a somewhat bad feeling.
"Just remember it, don't ask so many other questions."
My dad said as he picked up half a bottle of soju, drank a few sips, and then went out with the bottle.
I didn't wait until my dad came back that night.
Although he often drinks heavily outside, he usually comes back no matter how late it is.
But tonight, I waited until almost twelve o'clock, and he still didn't come back.
At this time, there were suddenly very rapid footsteps outside.
"Changming, something happened to your dad."
Xiao Wu ran in panting and shouted.
Xiao Wu is about the same age as me, and he is the only one of his age in the village who is willing to play with me regardless of my name being Lai Gouzi, so I have a very good relationship with him.
Unless his parents are around, he will deliberately avoid me because he is afraid of being beaten.
"What happened?"
When I saw Xiao Wu's anxious look, I felt something was wrong, so I quickly asked him.
"Your father committed suicide in the reservoir at the entrance of the village. Go and have a look."
Xiao Wu said with an anxious look on his face.
As soon as I heard this, my brain suddenly exploded, and there was only a "buzzing" sound left in my head, so that I didn't even hear what Xiao Wu said later.
I ran all the way to the reservoir at the entrance of the village. At this time, many villagers had gathered around the reservoir, but no one went to salvage my dad. They just watched from the side.
As for my dad, he was floating on the water, with his face turned upward. When the flashlight was shined on him, his face turned pale.
I didn't have time to think too much and just jumped right in.
It was the late autumn season at this time, and at night, the water was bitingly cold, and waves of eerie chill penetrated directly from the pores of my body.
I gritted my teeth and quickly swam to my dad's side, then grabbed his clothes and dragged him all the way back to the shore.
But by this time, my dad had already stopped breathing and his body was even stiff.
I sat beside him blankly, my whole body was wet, the night wind blew over, and the chill spread all over my body.
But this coldness is nothing compared to one ten thousandth of the chill I feel.
Because I know that from now on, I will really be helpless, and I will be the only one left in this world.
Thinking of this, I couldn't bear it any longer. My nose became sore and tears started to fall.
All the surrounding villagers were watching, no one spoke, and the whole world was as quiet as dead.
I don’t know how long I cried, but I finally calmed down, and then I struggled to carry my dad’s body on my back, planning to go home first.
No matter what, I will take him home.
But when I arrived at the entrance of the village, the villagers stopped me.
"Lai Gouzi, your father died outside the village, and he died violently. He was so angry that he must not enter the village."
It was Mrs. Liu who spoke, with a sarcastic look.
Mrs. Liu is the only stable woman in the village, who specializes in delivering babies to pregnant women in the village.
Back then, my father knelt in front of her and begged her, but she didn't even help my mother deliver the baby, which led to the subsequent tragedy.
As for the reason for this, I am not very clear, but I heard from people in the village that it was because at that time, Mrs. Liu originally planned to offer my mother to her son Liu Xicheng as a wife, but in the end, my mother married my dad, so Mrs. Liu held a grudge.
, deliberately ignoring death.
Therefore, I have never had a good impression of Mrs. Liu.
I ignored her and continued walking toward the village carrying my father's body.
But who would have thought that this old woman suddenly stretched out her leg and tripped me, causing me to eat shit and fall to the ground.
At this time, my dad was still pressing on my back, which was very heavy. It took a lot of effort for me to get up from the ground.
"What's wrong with you?"
After I got up, I cursed Mrs. Liu with red eyes. At this time, I was really angry.
"What are you talking about, little bastard? You were born with a mother but not raised by a mother, right?"
Mrs. Liu's son Liu Xicheng cursed on the spot and slapped me so hard that I almost fell to the ground again.
"Believe it or not, I will teach you a lesson for your father today?"
After the beating, Liu Xicheng pointed at my nose and cursed.
At that moment, I really wanted to kill him.
But I didn't do anything, I just looked at him coldly.
"Okay, let the baby carry his father back. Everyone is dead, let's forget about the past."
Widow Wang in the village couldn't stand it any longer and quickly offered some words of advice.
"You're talking lightly? What if he takes his damn father back and ruins the feng shui of the village? If someone has a serious disaster or a minor illness, can you afford it? Just your widow.
Don’t think I don’t know what you are thinking. Seeing that this young man has become an orphan, you can’t hold the door anymore, can you?”
Mrs. Liu suddenly pointed the finger at Widow Wang again.
"Stop talking nonsense and be more virtuous, mother-in-law. If you hadn't agreed to give birth to Chang Ming's mother, she would have sent her to the hospital to give birth. But when it was time to give birth,
, you changed your mind again, isn't this just killing someone without paying for it? No wonder your son still can't get a wife, this is all your own fault, sooner or later you will be accepted."
Not to be outdone, Widow Wang cursed.
But as soon as I heard this, my expression immediately changed.
I didn’t even know there was such a hidden secret? My dad never told me.
I didn’t expect that the person who really killed my mother was this Mrs. Liu.
She also went around the village saying that I was a disaster and that I had killed my mother.
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