With so many complex expressions appearing on one person's face at the same time, Diao Deyang felt that the muscles on his face were out of control, and he didn't know whether he should cry or scream in fear at this time.
Or, just run away.
He suddenly remembered some country ghost stories he had heard...Ghosts can disguise themselves as relatives, so be sure not to expose them if you encounter them.
Accompany it in a play, and when it doesn't pay attention, it will run away. When you run away, you must not look back. If you do, you will die.
Diao Deyang has been following the caravan for so many years, and he has seen a lot of the world.
After figuring this out, he suppressed his fear and controlled the muscles on his face to pull out a smile.
"Mom, how have you been in these years?"
The wrinkles on the old woman's face were blooming like chrysanthemums, and even Li Jun could feel her joyful mood at this moment.
Tears fell heavily from the old woman's smiling face, and she felt like she was crying with joy.
The son finally came back.
The mother's heart dropped.
"Our village has always been peaceful. We don't have to worry about food and drink. The village chief also takes special care of our family. Mom has lived a good life these years, but I miss you very much."
The old woman smiled with tears in her eyes.
Her feelings are sincere, reserved and forbearing, just like all the old mothers in the world.
A moment.
Diao Deyang seemed not to be afraid anymore.
Even if his mother really turned into a ghost, she is still his mother, and her relatives will definitely not harm her.
Diao Deyang was just about to throw himself into the old woman's arms and cry, but suddenly he remembered some terrible country stories.
In ancient times, there was a family.
The young lady in that family was very beautiful, but had a thick waist. She loved beauty, so she wrapped herself up to death in order to have a slender waist.
One night, the dog on the farm kept barking wildly, and the villagers watched the young lady crawling and crawling half-body into the yard through the windows.
the next day.
The whole family died.
There is also a strange story from the countryside.
It is said that the father of a family died and the body was kept in a coffin for three days. At night, the body got up for some reason.
The family members were called by their names one after another, but the family members were afraid that no one would dare to answer. Only one servant slept in a daze, forgetting that the master was dead.
The servant vaguely agreed.
The second day.
Everyone pushed open the servant's door in fear, and the smell of blood hit their faces. When they looked again, they saw that the servant had already died, with a big hole in his chest and his heart missing.
so.
Villagers often say that if a relative becomes a ghost, he or she will no longer be your relative. Ghosts and monsters will not recognize your relatives, and your relatives will also eat them.
The more Diao Deyang thought about it, the more he became afraid. The more he became afraid, the more he thought about it. His face turned pale and he felt uncomfortable all over.
The old woman suddenly smiled kindly.
"Yangzi, you must be starving after walking such a long way. Our sheep are very fat this year, so I killed them for you to eat."
The old woman suddenly took out a kitchen knife from under the table, which was still stained with blood. She smiled and slowly moved towards the door.
Diao Deyang took a long breath.
"Yoko."
"Ah, mother!!"
The old woman turned her head sharply and stared at Li Jun with a pair of hazy eyes.
"Stay with your friend well, and don't neglect your distinguished guests. Mom will come as soon as you go, and don't go out!"
"Yeah, okay, mother."
Diao Deyang was just too frightened and his heart was beating uncontrollably. As soon as the old woman went out, this guy grabbed Li Jun.
He trembled his lips and said.
"Brother, let's go quickly."
"good."
Li Jun nodded.
Diao Deyang pulled Li Jun and staggered towards the gate to escape, but as soon as he went out, he almost bumped into someone.
Look up.
The old woman stood quietly, with a calm look on her face, holding a big pot in her hands, filled with meat, still steaming.
"Mom, why are you..."
Diao Deyang hurriedly held his ground and staggered back, sweating uncontrollably.
According to the ghost stories he knew about the country, if you encounter a ghost while escaping, it's usually the time to completely break up.
But?
She is my biological mother?
Diao Deyang was heartbroken.
"Didn't I tell you not to go out? You are disobedient again, Yangzi." The old woman said reproachful words, but her face was expressionless.
"I, I, I..."
Diao Deyang was speechless and could not utter a word. At this moment, he felt that his own mother was so strange and strange.
"Ma'am, don't blame me."
Li Jun calmly pulled Diao Deyang behind, then took a step forward and said with a smile.
"Brother Diao is afraid that you, a womanly family, can't deal with a stubborn sheep. He just prepared to go out and help you kill the sheep together."
Li Jun's voice was neither fast nor slow, and extremely calm. Diao Deyang looked at him in surprise. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something?
"But now it seems that Brother Diao's worries are unnecessary. Hey, you killed him so quickly and stewed the meat. It's so delicious." Li Jun closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
As soon as Li Jun spoke.
Diao Deyang almost screamed.
The old woman smiled.
"It's not that fast. It's just that there was mutton stewed in the pot at home. I forgot about it just now. Hurry up, hurry up and eat the meat."
After the old woman finished speaking, she walked around Li Jun and Diao Deyang, muttering as she walked.
"I don't have a good memory recently. There was obviously mutton stewed in the pot, but I almost forgot about it. Don't be offended by the guests."
After the old woman finished speaking, she let out a long sigh. Diao Deyang's eyes widened suddenly and he was finally relieved.
"It turns out that my mother just has a bad memory."
"Mom must be suffering from dementia. I heard that people who suffer from dementia will even forget themselves in the end, let alone their relatives?"
It turns out that my mother forgot about her brothers and sisters because she was ill, but I actually suspected that my mother was...
I am an animal, I am not a human being.
Diao Deyang secretly cursed himself as a bastard and wished he could slap himself hard.
After the two entered the house again, Diao Deyang felt no psychological burden this time and everything seemed normal. He quickly helped the old woman set up the wooden table and set out the dishes.
"It's been a long time since I've eaten lamb stewed at home. It's so delicious." Diao Deyang eagerly grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
Before chewing twice, he was stunned.
The mutton smelled fragrant, but it had no taste at all. It was like chewing wood residue and was difficult to swallow.
What strange smell is this?
Thinking about it again, his family used to kill sheep only during the Chinese New Year and festivals. They only ate vegetables and steamed buns on weekdays.
Today was just an ordinary day, but his mother seemed to have known that he was coming back, as the mutton was stewed in the pot.
Diao Deyang fell into doubt again.
But this time he was a little bolder, maybe he was numb, right?
"Mom, I, I, I need to pee. Brother Li Jun, please go with me to pee. I'm afraid of the dark." Diao Deyang finally found a lame excuse.
"Okay, Yangzi, be careful when you go out. Don't listen, don't look, and don't look back."