Senior facial makeup artist breaks into the entertainment industry

Those things in the past seem to have become a passing cloud and can no longer be remembered.

Everything was going in a good direction. Her business was getting better and better, and she had saved some money over the years. She was content with having a husband and a son, and her parents were healthy.

The fruit shop business is very busy and there are children to take care of. Li Ou is so busy that he hasn't been home to see his mother in the past few months.

This morning, an old man from the village came to the hospital for medical treatment. He passed by and came in to sit for a while and talked a few words.

From what the old man said, it seemed that Li Hui was sick.

"My mother is sick?"

Li Ou asked directly, and the old man waved his hands and said that it might not be the case, but he just didn't look right.

The old man kept mumbling and didn't explain clearly. Li Ou didn't know what was going on and felt a little panicked.

When he called his mother, she didn't answer for a long time, and Li Ou couldn't help but worry.

I picked up some fruits that my mother liked from the store, and went to the drugstore across the street to buy some skin care products suitable for the elderly. I asked my husband to look after the store, and I went back to see my mother with a lot of things in my bags.

Before he even entered the house, he noticed smoke coming out of the chimney. Li Ou's heart skipped a beat, and he pushed the door open in a hurry, and sure enough, he saw his mother making a fire.

"mom!"

Li Ou couldn't help but scream, but he thought his mother wouldn't forget, so he took a deep breath, put the things in his hand aside and asked: "Why did you think of burning this stove? Did you move the thing inside?"

"what?"

There were black spots on the left and gray spots on the right of Li Hui's face, and her hair was messy. She squatted on the ground and looked up at Li Ou. Her body shrank a little, and she looked like a stranger and scared.

"mom?"

Li Ou could tell something was wrong. His eyelashes trembled slightly, his throat tightened, and he managed to utter, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"what?"

Li Hui uttered "ah" again, but her eyes seemed to be clearer, "Lai Lai."

"Yes, Mom, I'm Lai Lai, I came back to see you."

Li Ou put down his things, slowly squatted down, and spoke to Li Hui carefully, as if he was afraid of scaring her, and whispered softly: "Mom, why are you burning this pot? Did you take out the money?"

As he spoke, Li Ou felt his throat became dry, and even his voice became a little hoarse.

Because her mother's condition was so wrong, she had to think in the worst possible way.

"Hungry, hungry."

Li Hui did not answer Li Ou's question, but instead stretched out her hand and shouted that she was hungry.

Li Ou's heart sank to the bottom. He reached out and helped his mother to sit aside. He gave her an apple, then hurriedly pulled out the corn stalks from the stove and stomped out the fire with his feet.

When I lifted the lid of the pot, I saw a lot of rice inside, all of which had been roasted yellow.

Yes, there is only rice in the pot, no water. It doesn't feel like cooking rice, but more like roasting rice.

The pot was too hot, so Ou Lai poured a lot of cold water on it, then lifted the pot with a rag. When he saw the condition inside, he felt indescribable.

He poured two basins of water into the fire and put out all the sparks.

I squatted on the stove with the stove hook and looked in. There was a lot of ash inside, which seemed to be not the first time the fire was lit.

Seeing the two neatly stacked piles of black ash in the corner, Li Ou's heart sank completely.

"Hungry, hungry..."

After Li Hui finished eating the apple, she felt hungry again.

Li Ou staggered down from the stove, took out two oranges from the bag and handed them to his mother.

Li Hui took the orange and was about to put it into her mouth, but Li Ou quickly snatched it away and peeled the skin for her.

As I was peeling an orange, I couldn't help but cry.

Handing the peeled orange to his mother, watching her eat the fruit like a child, thinking of the money that had turned to black ash, Li Ou seemed to have thought of something, and whispered: "Mom, tell me, is this retribution?..."

Her voice was very soft, as if she was asking her mother again, or as if she was talking to herself.

As he was talking, Li Ou, who was squatting in front of his mother, leaned on his mother's legs and started to cry.

.......

"This, this, this, this, what's going on?"

Li Ou rushed in in a hurry without closing the door. Several elderly people in the village recently discovered that Mrs. Li seemed to be abnormal, but they couldn't tell whether she was normal or not.

This is also why Uncle Wang made a special trip to the fruit shop when he went to the hospital, just to ask Li Ou to come back and have a look.

When Li Ou ran in in a hurry, the old lady opposite saw him through the window.

She didn't know what was going on, so she went to talk to her fellow elderly care workers. The more they talked, the more they felt that Mrs. Li might really be sick, so they decided to come over to see her.

The door was not closed, and several people looked in at the door and were startled.

Old Mrs. Li and her daughter were all covered in gray. There was water and wood ash on the ground. They looked like ghosts. A big pot was also placed on the ground.

The old men and women were all shocked and a big drama was brewing in their minds.

"Is it that Old Madam Li set fire to her house???"

Oh my god, it’s a good thing that Li Ou came back in time, otherwise I don’t know what the fire would have been like.

"I told you that something was wrong with Mrs. Li, and you said she was fine. How could she burn down her house if she was fine?"

"She, she was quite normal when she spoke to me."

"Oh, stop talking. If I hadn't gone to find Ou Yatou, I don't know what would have happened to you now."

"Is this the one they say on the Internet, the one called Aziha Hamo?"

"Girl, are you okay? Why don't you go to the hospital first?"

"Yes, yes, let's go to the hospital."

The grandparents were all kind-hearted and they never forgot to care about her even when they were arguing with each other.

"Thank you, grandpa and grandma. I'll take my mom to the hospital now."

Li Ouqiang thanked her, changed his clothes, and took his mother to the hospital for a check-up.

The test results showed that just as the villagers had guessed, my mother had Alzheimer's disease.

At night, after finally coaxing his mother to sleep, Li Ou took out the crystal ball from the bottom of the cabinet and looked at it silently.

She thinks she is not a good person, but she is not a bad person either. She doesn't know what other people's mental state is like when they do bad things.

In short, she was somewhat tortured.

She has started a new life and is living a good life these years.

But the better her life became, the more she felt that this good life was stolen by her. She was afraid of retribution and worried that this good life would be taken away by God at any time.

Especially this crystal ball, after it returned to her hands.

Although Lin Wanwan might not know that the crystal ball was given by her, it was a lottery. Lin Wanwan has more than 8000 million fans, so how could she, a mouse who only occasionally goes online to peek at the screen, get the prize?

There were so many blind box gifts given away, why did she get this crystal ball?

Maybe it was because she had done something wrong. Ever since the crystal ball returned to her hands, Li Ao couldn't help but have wild thoughts, wondering if this meant that God thought she was guilty of a heinous crime and did not deserve forgiveness.

Hu Zhi coaxed the child to sleep, and returned to the room to find his wife staring blankly at the crystal ball again. Thinking she was worried about her mother-in-law, he walked over to stand beside her, touched her head with his big hand, and said, "Don't worry, I'm here."

After being married for so many years, it was rare for this taciturn person to say such considerate and warm words, especially when she was so vulnerable.

Li Ou hugged Hu Zhi with both hands, buried his face in his slightly protruding belly, and cried loudly...

I cried a lot and seemed to be broken, but I felt clear-headed after crying.

Li Ou sent a private message to Lin Wanwan on Weibo, explaining everything and writing a word "I'm sorry" at the end.

She knew that Lin Wanwan might never see this private message.

Or maybe, just like the crystal ball that was given away returned to her hands, just by coincidence, she saw it, would complain, would resent, would ask her to compensate for the losses, or would even be dismissive of her, it didn't matter, she was willing to accept it.

Her mother's condition was sometimes good and sometimes bad, so Li Ou hired someone to take care of her, threw away the crystal ball that had been weighing on her heart for many years, extended the opening hours of the fruit shop, and worked harder. She had to raise her children and pay for her mother's medical treatment.

She must cheer up, live a good life and make good money.