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The carriage shook, causing Qin Shang's stomach to hurt. He took out a medicine bottle from his coat pocket and took a few pills.There is still more than half a bottle, enough for him to last for a while.Qin Shang swallowed the medicine dry, and caught a glimpse of Yang Bixiang replying the message from the corner of his eye, and stuffed the old Nokia back into his pocket. : "Didn't the Fang family give you a sum of money back then? Why didn't you even have money for medical treatment?" Yang Bixiang's hand trembled in his pocket, and he explained in a low voice: "When your father was stabbed, it cost a lot. With less money, I fell into old problems later, unable to go out to work, and I was the only one at home to make money. "

Qin Shang glanced at Yang Bixiang's rough hands, and didn't ask any more questions.

Along the way, the two rarely talked.Qin Shang didn't have much affection for this mother who only appeared after 20 or [-] years. He escaped by accident, just to see his father who was dying.Maybe it's the sympathy for each other, maybe it's the unwillingness to worship.

He didn't want to regret it after he died.

The bus seemed to have no end, and it kept driving. It was raining heavily outside the window, and the sky fell into darkness.With a dim car light, the passengers were drowsy, and the carriage was quiet, with no one talking.Qin Shang curled his body up slightly, feeling uncomfortable from the exhaustion of the boat, he couldn't help asking: "How long will it be?"

Yang Bixiang saw that Qin Shang's expression was not good, so she hurriedly asked caringly: "Are you uncomfortable? Qin Shang shook his head, "I'm fine.Yang Bixiang looked at Qin Shang's thin face, her eyes were full of distress, and she comforted her: "Be patient, it will be here in another hour."

Qin Shang looked out the window. After coming out of the tunnel, the bus turned into the winding mountain road, surrounded by dark trees.

It looks like a remote village.People got out of the car one after another, and Qin Shang inadvertently noticed that his mother started picking her fingers.

In the early morning, we finally arrived at our destination.The bus stopped in front of the stop sign, Qin Shang followed Yang Bixiang to get off, looked around, there were only a few houses.After his parents left Fang's house, they actually moved to such a remote place to live.It was difficult to walk on a rainy night, and the two of them came to the entrance of the village with umbrellas. A one-meter-high stone stood on the ground, with words engraved on it, which were hard to read under the rain.

The village is full of tall and low rough houses, and the street lamps that have been in disrepair for a long time flicker, making this deserted path strangely quiet.Then, there was movement not far away.

The wooden door of the rough room suddenly opened, and a woman ran out of the room, her clothes were disheveled, her hair was messy, and she was as pale as a ghost in the night.When the woman looked up, she met Qin Shang's eyes.She ran out of the room cursing and pulling the woman's hair back, the woman grabbed the door frame tightly and said something to Qin Shang with her chapped lips.Before Qin Shang could identify the exit type, the woman was dragged back, and the door of the wooden house was slammed shut.Qin Shang looked at Yang Bixiang, and asked, "What's the matter?" Yang Bixiang avoided Qin Shang's gaze, and mumbled, "The woman's spirit is not normal, so you don't need to pay attention." Qin Shang looked at the closed wooden door, thinking A layer of fog floated up.After walking for a while, Qin Shang suddenly thought of something, "Aren't we going to the hospital?" Yang Bixiang paused, tightened her umbrella handle, and said with a dry smile, "Your dad has already been picked up from the hospital." Qin Shang remembered that last time Yang Bixiang told him that he had no money to treat his father, so he nodded and continued walking. On the steps, the dilapidated tile-roofed house came into view, and the morning glory in front of the wall had withered and fell into the wet soil.

Yang Bixiang said: "This is our home. Qin Shang walked into the yard, looked around, then came to the wooden door, and raised his hand to knock on the door. At this moment, Yang Bixiang suddenly called out from behind: "Little Shang.Qin Shang stopped, turned around, and looked at Yang Bixiang blankly.Under the night, Yang Bixiang's dark eyes contained complex emotions, and she pursed her lips tightly, as if she was about to speak.Qin Shang frowned: "What's the matter? Yang Bixiang wrung her hands tightly, she didn't look at Qin Shang, and suddenly shook her head twice, forcing out an ugly smile, "It's okay. "Qin Shang was confused. When he turned around, he found that the wooden door was not closed securely, so he pushed it open and walked in. The furniture in the room was simple, with a dim kerosene lamp on the wooden table, and a few gray wine bottles in the corner. Falling to the west. Yang Bixiang said: "Your father is in the room, go and have a look.Qin Shang nodded, not noticing Yang Bixiang's trembling hands when he closed the umbrella, he put down his luggage and walked towards the room.The moment he entered the room, there was a "click" behind him.Qin Shang turned his head and saw Yang Bixiang locked the door.

Yang Bixiang turned her back to Qin Shang, with her thin body bent, trembling violently, she murmured: "I'm sorry, son, and mother doesn't want to." By the time Qin Shang realized something was wrong, it was too late, and a man rushed out of the room , slamming the wine bottle on the back of his head.His body went limp, and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

The moment before he closed his eyes, he saw a middle-aged man's face with eyebrows and eyes that he had just formed.