Hua Gu was sitting in front of her house. It was raining non-stop. The rain was cold, knocking on the stone steps in front of the door, and the sound it made was poetry. All the lights in the distance were extinguished, and the sound of people's chatter could no longer be heard. All that was left was the sound of rain, which, when heard alone, made people feel sad.
At this time, the widow thought of her husband again. Although she was not very wealthy at that time, compared to ordinary people in deserted villages, it was more than enough. But her husband was no longer alive. Thinking of this, Huagu couldn't help but shed tears.
That summer, it was so hot that people went up to the mountains and worked hard, because if they didn't work, they wouldn't be able to live this life. However, although they worked hard, the harvest was quite limited, and they could not even make a living. Therefore, at night, some restless people often wanted to go out to rob people, or even kill people and set fires to steal other people's property.
However, it is no wonder that the man was like this, because even if the crops were planted in the ground because it did not rain, the leaves would gradually wither or even die. Watching your crops gradually die, and carrying water will not solve the substantive problem at all, so you have no choice but to stop it, otherwise what else can you do?
Some people stayed on the mountain crying because they had not eaten for several days. Because they had eaten a belly full of dirt, they felt quite uncomfortable. Otherwise, how could they cry for no reason? And in days like this, people have no choice but to eat each other.
On this day, the family gathered together to discuss who should be eaten next, because they had already eaten the youngest child in the family, but even if they ate this child, the famine still existed at this time, and there was no way, because the soil had already It was all eaten up. There was nothing left to eat, so we had to eat people. The head of that family got up from bed early that day, because he knew that it was time for his family to eat themselves. Yesterday, his eldest son carried a day's worth of water and prepared to cook himself.
This parent did not fall asleep that night. The same goes for everyone at this time. Death is right in front of them. How can they be in the mood to sleep peacefully? I finally stayed up until dawn, while my family members were all sleeping soundly, so I climbed into the house. In order to show my kindness to my family members, I went to repair the roof tiles, because every time it rained, this old house would leak. .
The old man slowly climbed up to his old roof, tears streaming down his face. He knew that today was his death day, otherwise, his whole family might die. But this old man didn't want to die yet, because he was only in his fifties, in the prime of his life, so he was somewhat unwilling to die like this.
So I thought of a way to repair the house for my family. Otherwise, when it rains, it will rain heavily outside and light rain inside the house. However, it was unnecessary for the old man to do this. There was a severe drought at this time, there was no human habitation for hundreds of miles, and it had not rained for a long time. Why should he worry about the leakage of the house?
I just want to show my kindness to my family in this way. I am afraid of death. Can I spare myself, or let my eldest son die for me? Although I was thinking this in my heart, I didn't dare to say it out, and I was too embarrassed to say it out, because the family had already cooked several people, and couldn't I just die?
The old man was sitting on the old roof, smoking constantly and looking into the distance. For some reason, a peach blossom-like cloud floated in the distance, which looked really beautiful. But you may not be able to see such clouds tomorrow. Tomorrow, they will enter the stomachs of your family members, turn into shit, and dissipate somewhere.
When he thought of such a result, the old man couldn't help but shed tears. He didn't want to die. He had been busy for most of his life and originally thought of enjoying happiness in his old age, but in the end, he ended up like this! At this time, I looked at the sky. I don’t know why, but there were no clouds at all. Only Huagu’s field was covered with rice, and the rain also fell. It happened to fall on her field, and on other people’s fields. There was not a trace of rain in it.
The river had dried up long ago, and the mud on the river bed was now hard and open, as if it wanted to bite someone... Looking at this, the old man felt really uncomfortable at this time.
Why is the arrangement like this on this day? It is very unfair to ask Hua Gu and her family to have a full meal, but I have nothing to gain. But God’s will is like this, so what can I do! The old man was watching all this. Suddenly, he heard the sound of sharpening a knife from below. His eldest son was sharpening the knife constantly. This was not killing pigs and sheep, but killing people!
The old man was sitting on the roof, listening to the sound of sharpening knives coming from below. He was not too afraid for the moment. He even felt that it was something worth celebrating if he could give his family a full meal. But for some reason, the old man was a little scared when he thought of the knife, not to mention he was not a brave person!
However, if I just hide on the roof of this house, my family may not be able to find him for a while, and maybe they will let me go, which makes me feel a little relieved. The old man rolled up a cigarette. This was of course a homemade cigarette. He wrapped the tobacco with a small piece of paper and rolled it, and it became a cigarette. This cigarette is quite big at one end, but very small at the other end. When I smoke this cigarette, I no longer feel so scared. Instead, I gradually feel a sense of comfort, as if I have become a god and no longer need to be harmed. .
But when the old man was smoking, the eldest son below kept shouting. It turned out that the family knew that he was hiding on the roof. It was already bright. It was considered that the family had done their best to him. Otherwise, he would have screamed a long time ago. Went down to get stabbed. The old man was not very afraid at this time, because people were killing people everywhere in the deserted village, and he was not alone. Isn't it true that the old grandson who grew up with him was also avoiding being killed by his family members?
However, Lao Sun could not escape this disaster after all. He was caught by his family and died with a knife. "Have a nice trip, Old Sun!" The old man was staying on the roof of his house at this time, and said goodbye to Old Sun from a distance. However, since he hadn't eaten for a long time, his words were naturally quite small. , almost to the point where no one hears it.
"Dad, come down, the knives have been sharpened." The sons called to the old man on the roof of the house, but the old man pretended not to hear because he was afraid of death.
"Dad, the knife is sharpened. It's time to come down!" At this time, his son was a little angry. How could he hide? If the old guy hid, then he would be the only one who died. If he didn't eat anything, The whole family must die.
"I'm repairing the roof tiles. This roof tile hasn't been repaired for a long time. If it doesn't get repaired again, it won't be possible to live in it since it starts raining." The old man said this while staying on the roof of the house. said the urging sons below.
Hearing his father speak like this, the sons cried at that time. This was obviously because their father was afraid of death, but the matter had reached this point and there was no way. If there was some way, he would not resort to such a drastic measure! The sons hugged each other, and for a while the room burst into tears. After crying for a while, they stopped crying. No, they couldn't cry. Someone must be killed today, otherwise, the whole family will be ruined.
In the distance, Huagu and her husband were sitting on the edge of their own field. Rain kept falling from the sky. The rain fell impartially on her family's field, while other people's fields didn't get a drop of rain. Hua Gu's husband was naturally very happy about this. This was of course a gift from God and Buddha. Otherwise, why would it be like this?
At this time, the couple was sitting on the edge of their farm, watching the old man stay on the roof of the house, not daring to go down, and felt very ashamed of him. What's there to fear about death? Are you looking for an excuse to stay in this world?
The couple kept praying to God, relying on God's blessing. Otherwise, why would it rain only on their own fields, but nothing on other people's fields? As for the family's field next to them, due to years of drought, the crops were almost dying. So they came to the edge of Huagu's field, hoping to get some water to save their own seedlings while Hua Gu wasn't paying attention.
However, Huagu's husband didn't agree, and the man was furious, so he let go of Huagu's field and wanted to put the water into his own field. And Huagu's husband was so powerful that he could beat ten such people. Seeing this person acting like this, he started beating him until he called him "Grandpa" and kept beating him.
Even though he was beaten, the man did not leave. He still stayed close to the flower girl's field, taking a sip of water from time to time. Although it was just some dirty water, this man did it for his crops. For the moment, I could only think of this solution. I took a sip of water here and left quickly. When I got to the edge of my field, I pretended to cough and spit out the water. This went on for a long time, but in the end it had no effect on the crops in his fields, and it was a waste of his efforts.
For a moment, the man stopped doing this and sat down on the edge of his own field, facing the flower girl's rainy field. His eyes were straight at this moment. It seemed that if this man could be blessed by God, it would be great. ah. Then he secretly returned to his house, got some paper money and put it on the edge of his field, and began to burn paper religiously for God, praying for God's blessing so that he could have good weather and good harvests.
