Why does fate treat me like this?
Why is fate so troubled?
Why does fate always add glory?
The sky is getting darker, and there are fewer people on Plum Blossom Street. Boys and girls are going home one after another. Except for a few small restaurants that have not yet gone to foreign countries, there are basically not many people to see!
Plum Blossom Street is filled with lanterns at night, and the red candles make the place a bit discreet. Along with the passing breeze, people can't help but feel chills on their backs, which makes walking quite scary.
brush!
There is a tavern on Plum Blossom Street. There are people standing around at the moment, all looking at a father and son. The father is a bit old and the young master is handsome and very excited. Some people want to come forward to dissuade them, but the man refuses to let them interfere.
"Father, I was right, why did you hit me?"
"You're already like this, and you're right. I've raised you, a useless piece of trash, for so many years."
"I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong!"
The young man was holding a wine bottle in his hand and his face was a little red. He sat on the ground and looked very embarrassed. He poured wine into his mouth from time to time. Some people stepped forward to stop him but were thrown away. His eyes were filled with tears. He seemed to have been hit hard.
Next to the young man was his father. His face was red with anger. He beat the young man with a stick in his hand and called him a traitor from time to time. Fortunately, someone pulled him to prevent him from beating the young man to death.
"Niu Dahai, the child is still young, look how you look like a father!"
"That's right, Niu Qian is still young, so why do you need to be violent? You'll scare the child!"
People around him began to persuade him. His father's name was Niu Dahai, and his boy's name was Niu Qian. They were well-known people in Meihua Street. Niu Qian's mother died very young, and the father and son have been dependent on each other for many years. Now that Niu Qian is eighteen, he has begun to rebel at his supposedly young age.
Niu Dahai's wish is to let Niu Qian study, and in the future he will have a way out in Gancheng to bring glory to his ancestors, and he will be able to hold his head high and become a famous man in the town.
Contrary to expectations, Niu Dahai didn't see Niu Qian working hard for studying. Instead, he saw Niu Qian being rebellious. Not only did he not study, he also burned the books. He raved that everything in the books was created by people and he didn't want to learn. With certain knowledge, he needs to innovate and understand new content to practice meaningful things.
This made Niu Dahai very angry. Seeing that Niu Qian had been drunk all day long, he was innovating and clearly just amusing himself. He was no different from trash. The scene just happened in his heart.
"You treacherous son, you still said yes, I will beat you to death!"
"Fight! Beat me to death!"
Niu Da Da angrily raised his stick to hit Niu Qian, but fortunately he was stopped by someone else. An aunt said: "Niu Qian, look, you made your father so angry that you even said a few words."
Niu Qian was so drunk that he laughed and cried. He pointed at Niu Dahai and said, "You make me read those bad books every day, which makes me overwhelmed. But how often have you ever thought about my feelings? I don't like reading." , I just don’t like reading.”
Niu Dahai's eyes turned red and he cursed: "How could I be such a traitor like you? My ancestors of the Niu family have been completely disgraced by you. You traitor, I will beat you to death."
brush!
Niu Dahai couldn't help it anymore, he threw the stick away and hit Niu Qian on the head. Niu Qian only felt pain, and he fainted instantly due to the paralysis of alcohol.
But the people around him were shocked, thinking that Niu Qian was dead, so they hurriedly snatched Niu Dahai's stick away. A man said angrily: "Niu Dahai, tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. Even if Niu Qian is wrong, he is yours." Son, is there anything we can’t talk about later? Do you have to do it this way?”
Niu Dahai came to his senses, and the stick fell off in his hand. He was panicked and held him in his arms. Many people came forward to help bandage the wound, showing unprecedented unity.
"Son? Son?"
Niu Dahai blamed himself very much. The root cause of everything was caused by him. If it weren't for him, what happened now would not have happened. He suddenly figured out that he didn't want to force him so much, nor would he restrain him so much. Maybe the father and son The relationship will be more harmonious.
Niu Qian was not dead, but the blow with the stick just now was too serious, and the alcohol could not wake him up at all. Only at this moment did Niu Dahai show the fatherly love that Niu Dahai should have, and truly cared about Niu Qian.
"Niu Dahai, don't hit your child like this next time!"
“It’s not scary for children to be rebellious, but it’s parents’ lack of understanding that’s scary!”
"Although Niu Qian is young, he is a good boy in my impression. Niu Dahai, please don't act nonsense."
Everyone tried to dissuade him, but Niu Dahai didn't say anything. Everyone started to leave with sighs, and now they were the only two left.
Niu Dahai slowly picked up Niu Qian, feeling very remorseful in his heart, and said with tears: "I am only your son, how can I watch you become bald? I do all this for your own good, but you Why don’t you understand!”
Niu Qian may have telepathy, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, he didn't want to open his eyes, didn't want to see everything now. No one knew Niu Qian's thoughts, and no one knew the kind of love hidden in his heart.
Niu Dahai wanted to take Niu Qian back, but he stopped after taking a few steps, frowned slightly, and looked ahead in surprise.
The candle was dark red, and a woman appeared under the lantern. She had double eyelids and willow-leaf eyebrows. Her face was a little red against the candle, and her eyes were full of mystery. She had a tall nose, slightly thick lips, a hosta in her hair, and a slim figure. She is thin, wearing a red brocade skirt and a pair of pink shoes with lantern embroidery, very beautiful.
"Wang Ying?" Niu Dahai recognized her.
"Husband!"
Niu Dahai couldn't believe it. The woman in front of him turned out to be his dead wife Wang Ying. Although her clothes had changed, her face had not changed at all. He didn't expect that she was still alive.
"You! You're not dead yet?"
Wang Ying walked towards Niu Dahai. Seeing the drunk Niu Qian, she felt a little sad. She touched Niu Dahai's face with her hand. Niu Dahai looked at her like that with a complicated expression.
"Husband, not only am I not dead, I am still your inner demon."
"you!"
Niu Dahai was caught off guard. Wang Ying's hands instantly revealed sharp nails. They looked like humans in the front, but turned into demons in the back. The nails penetrated into Niu Dahai's neck. Niu Dahai died instantly on the ground.
Wang Ying looked at the drunk Niu Qian and did not let him go. She stretched out her hand and took his life.
"Sister, come out!"
Another woman came out.
