My master married a young widow when he was 60.
On the day of the big wedding, I watched my wife get covered in red cloth with black dog blood, tied to the old tree at the village entrance.
I asked my brother why.
He said, “It’s her late ex-husband who’s happy, and it’s only at night that our master dared to stay with her.” I’m sorry.
One.
Master Chan is a carpenter.
They say he followed a famous old carpenter in town when he was young. As apprentices, secretly with the daughter of the old carpenter, he used to sleep in secret.
It wasn’t a big deal. Master was going to marry the old carpenter when he learned how to trade.
On one occasion, a guest ordered a casket, which was expensive, and the old carpenter was unsure, so he slept in the shop at night.
When he was in love with the daughter of the old carpenter, he stayed in the shop until midnight, and he had itching, and then he locked the door, and went back to the bed of the old carpenter.
It’s almost dawn before you sneak back to the shop.
The result was stupid.
The doorlock of the shop was smashed and the guest’s wood was missing.
The master was so sweaty, he knew not how to tell the old carpenter. He was so poor, he could not pay for his guests’ wood.
Watching the sun shine, the master broke his leg with an ax in the shop.
When the old carpenter came back to the shop, he saw the master drag his leg and cry with him:
At night there were bad guys, they took wood and broke his leg.
The old carpenter immediately called the police and personally took his master to the hospital to pick up his leg.
The medical conditions at the time were very poor, but the doctor had a lot of experience. After looking at the broken legs of the master, he said it must have been done by himself.
Master has become the number one suspect.
Old Carpenterton was upset and handed the master over to the police.
When he was taken into custody, the master slammed all his legs, but he did not do it by himself, nor did he guard himself, but he ran back in the middle of the night with the daughter of the old carpenter.
Surprisingly, the daughter of the old carpenter, who had made a personal agreement with his master for life, denied it when he was questioned.
Said she didn’t have any personal relations with Master, and she never saw him at night.
After a few days of police investigation and no other leads, the Master was convicted and sentenced to 10 years.
Ten years later, he was 30 years old.
He lived in the city for a few days and tried to avenge the family of the old carpenter, who had been in prison, and had asked to know that the old carpenter had died, that his daughter had already married someone else, and that his son was in primary school.
After 10 years of bitterness, he returned to his village of origin and started his own business as a carpenter.
The carpenter’s work in the village has come for him, and Chen’s reputation has grown.
The money is in your hands.
With money, there’ll be a matchmaker, and there’ll be a lot of women who don’t mind that he’s been in prison and don’t mind that he’s crippled.
But he refused.
My brother told me that our master was hurt by a woman, so he decided not to touch a woman again and would rather be a bachelor for the rest of his life.
Until he met her.
Two.
It was a hot summer.
Master took the job and took a coffin for a family in town.
It is believed that the coffins were not beaten up after death, that the large families would customize them before the elderly went, and that ordinary people would go directly to the coffin shop to buy them.
But this business is a little strange.
The deceased was a middle-aged man who, by the way, was a cripple like his master.
In that year, few people with physical disabilities were able to marry a normal wife, and in the words of the village, the mute was crippled and the poor were married to a sham.
The cripple was in his 30s without a wife and suddenly got rich.
Unlike my master, when he had money, he became obsessed with gambling, and played for years before he wanted to marry.
It cost a lot of money to get a matchmaker to introduce a young and beautiful daughter-in-law.
The bride’s wife was poor and had several younger brothers, so the bride price was extremely high, which made it cheaper for the cripple.
It was an enviable story.
Who knows when a cripple dies when he’s married for six months.
Hang yourself.
Two lines of blood tears were said to have shed in the eyes when the body was found.
No one knows why he killed himself.
The old man said that such deaths were too much of a complaint, too much of a mistake, and that they would become a ghost and be buried with someone close to him.
Fearing that something was going on, their family had asked the nobles to do a legal thing and pinned him to the head.
And we’ll make a sarcophagus.
The casket store didn’t. That’s my master.
And a carload of Nanwood.
My master looked at the car and wondered if he remembered the past, and he was excited and asked to see his family.
I went to the town with my master.
Just after entering their home, two men were seen punching and kicking a woman in a filial dress.
The presenter said that it was the crippled daughter-in-law, the young and the light, who became a widow. It was the two brothers of the cripple who thought the woman had died of the cripple, and they did so only a few days later.
However, he did not say that the two brothers were trying to force the widows to bury them and to put their brothers to rest.
In those years, it was not difficult to force a person to death, especially a widow who was helpless.
I was young, I didn’t know the bends in it, I just felt that the widow was really a water spirit.
And when he heard his master scolding, “What kind of fire is it that a group of sons of bitches throws at a woman? Is it true that you have feelings for your brother that he will find someone who will bang a nail on his head? I’m sorry.
I can’t stop them if they come and beat me up!
It is a good thing that the presenter was a bit of a prestige, and told them that the other carpenters were afraid to take the job, and that if my master refused, their brother would be buried in a grass mat. That’s how they calm down their anger.
My Master asked him, “Where did you get this? I’m sorry.
The crippled brother says he left it behind.
The master took the job, but made a demand: “If I hit this woman again, I’ll burn the wood!” I’m sorry.
Two brothers didn’t squeak.
The young widow fell on her knees and gave her two heads.
Back that night, my brother and I, under the direction of the presenter, had a busy night, and had the sarcophagus put together.
He’s been watching the coffin. He hasn’t said a word.
And the following morning, when my brother and I passed over the coffin, his master said to the presenter: Ask him how much he wanted his brothers, their widow-in-law. I’m sorry.
My brother and I were surprised. After all, our master is 60 years old.
The presenter lamented: “The old Chen Jin Yi!” I’m sorry.
After the first seven years, the crippled man went to see his brother and the widow ‘ s family.
He’s with us this time.
Then he told me that he spent most of his life in order to marry her.
A month later.
Sixty-year-old master, married us a 20-year-old teacher.
Many people in the village came to visit.
One is that it is rare to see such a big difference in the age of the wife. And the other is that the widow remarrys, and there’s a lot of discussion at the wedding.
For example, when a widow is remarried, when she leaves her home, she cannot walk through the front door, open a side door or go out the window.
The welcoming team went to the village to stop, let the widow come out and hold an old tree.
When you enter the door, you cross a firebath and burn the air.
There are few examples of such things, but the strange rituals do give me insight.
But the strangest thing is that at the wedding, the master was always with a wooden face, and even a bit dark.
I’m surprised to tell my brother that Master’s face is a little scary.
He said he believed in these evil things when I was young. He assumed that he was old, and that’s why he did it.
We agreed to eavesdrop into the master’s room at night to verify whether he was dead or possessed.
3
I was a young man under the age of 20, and I was very curious about what I was doing to men and women.
He’s not like me. We’re the same day, but he’s 10 years older than me.
He was of the age at which he could have married his wife, but his family was poor and he had no match for him.
Master took us both as his disciples, a year ago.
Until then, no matter what others ask, he will not accept or even hire a helper, and all work will be done by himself.
People in the village say Chen cripple is a freak and a treasure slave.
He was too old to do heavy work and, after that, the village chief came to him and told him that when he was old, someone had to wait, so he agreed to choose the poorest of the village’s seniors and me as his apprentice.
Back to business.
We went home that night after sending all the guests of Master’s house.
We know what the master is doing. When he’s not working, he’s going to bed at almost 9:00.
At 9:00 p.m., when I arrived at Master’s door, I saw my brother shuddering with his keys.
We both have the keys to the master’s door for work.
And Master never used to lock the door.
A look through the door, confirming that the garden was dark, that the lights were off and that only the bedroom of the bedroom was still on.
The brother opened the door gently, and I followed with my hands and feet, halfway through the corner of the yard, towards the bedroom window.
To tell you the truth, I regretted it when I entered the door, and suddenly my heart started to panic.
After all, it was hard for me to get the chance to be a teacher, and this year as an apprentice, my master was very good to me.
Now he’s in the house, and I’m listening to the walls. Is this a big joke?
If they were found, the master was angry, the consequences I was really afraid to think about.
I stopped on several occasions, trying to turn around, and I’m afraid I’ve got guts to laugh.
With this complex sentiment, I went down under the bedroom window with my brother and did not make any noise.
I can hear my own nervous heartbeat.
I was impressed because I found out he wasn’t nervous, only excited.
I’m on my back against the wall, he’s on my face, and I have no doubt what’s going on, and he’s going to stretch his head.
I’m starting to wonder if I’d stop him if he did.
However, we waited for a few minutes, and the bedroom lights remained on and there was no sound.
You don’t say a word on the first night of your marriage?
If it wasn’t for the smell of the smoke from the window, I’d have wondered if they weren’t in the bedroom.
Finally, after about 10 minutes, I heard Master banging the smoke bag pan.
Right after that, just hear the first word in the room.
“How’s the baby? I’m sorry.
Master’s voice is a bit mute.
I didn’t get it, and I heard her voice with a bit of cowardice:
“The baby’s fine, Dad. If you hadn’t stopped it that day, it would have been gone. I’m sorry.
I saw my brother’s big mouth, and he wanted to say, “Bing grass.”
I stretched out my hand on his shoulder and we saw the shock in each other’s eyes.
At the same time, we’ve been tumbled by the word “child” and “father”.
In the words of the present, it’s too much information, and it’s a bit of a brain failure.
Good thing the conversation is still going on.
4
There was anger in the dark voice of the master:
“Sun died for no reason, and the two beasts stung their heads!
“I’m sorry for being a father! I’m sorry.
“Springsheng”, the name I remember, is my wife’s ex, the cripple who hanged himself.
But why is he the son of Master?
But it’s okay. Listen, I think I understand your relationship with Shifu.
The world view was about to collapse! That kind of shock, it’s hard to describe.
And at that time, there was the sound of her groaning in the room: “Father, don’t worry, I have told my brother that he will find a couple of people who will secretly dig up the grave of Chun-sheng, remove the nails and reburial them. Chun-sheng won’t be crucified forever. I’m sorry.
“Good boy. “Now I’m married to you, and the child is born to my Chen family, and I’m an heir.” Don’t worry, as long as my grandkid is well, you two won’t suffer anything for the rest of your lives. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. She responded softly.
Quietly again, I heard Master’s cane coming closer to the bedroom door.
“I’ll sleep inside. I’m sorry.
Master is coming out of the bedroom.
My brother and I were too busy crawling to hide in the corner of the toilet on the side of the house.
When I heard the door was half open.
“You really don’t know why Chun-sheng committed suicide.” I’m sorry.
My wife was scared, and she said, “Daddy, I was drunk the day before Chun was born, and the next day I went out with my neighbor’s sister-in-law and went home and he was gone, and I didn’t know what happened. I’m sorry.
5
We tried to eavesdrop into the cave, but by accident we learned that Master had kept his secret for life, and discovered that he and Shifu had an unknown relationship.
That night, my brother and I were hiding in the dark toilet and had a long face.
We didn’t leave silently until the lights in the bedroom went out and there was a snoring in the house.
On the way home, I was still in the aftershock.
And he slapped me in the head, and said to me, solemnly, “Son, we must not tell you about this. I’m sorry.
I’ve noded my head, and I can’t tell you if I want to.
All I thought was that he wanted me to keep a secret from my master, and I didn’t think that I had a different plan.
I went to work at my master’s house at 7 o’clock, as usual.
By the time he arrived at the Master’s house, he had just brushed his teeth with a tea tank and was cleaning his mouth in front of his garden.
I asked my master how he was going to work in the shed.
Then he said to me, “Your brother went to the city to see the doctor, and the closet he had taken over the previous two days was not finished, so today he came to collect the goods, and you went first to fight the closet.” I’m sorry.
Are you sick?
He was fine when he came home last night.
And there are small clinics in the village.
“What’s wrong with my brother? I’m sorry.
The master shook his head and said, “The doctor at the village clinic didn’t see the problem, so he went to the city to examine it.” But he doesn’t look so good. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think much of it, but I went into the yard.
She was making breakfast, and I learned that their marriage was a cover for last night’s eavesdropping, but I didn’t dare to reveal it, and I shouted, “Good morning, Madam!”
She just smiled at me, “The meal is almost ready, and then she goes to work.” I’m sorry.
Soon I forgot everything I heard last night.
Because I’m impressed.
Not only is the food good, but the housework is very busy, and I came to give me a hand while I was working.
I don’t get to be treated like this when I’m always drunk by my brother.
The day ended happily, and when he left, he asked me to see if he was back.
But I went to my brother’s house, and his family told me he wasn’t back yet.
It was dark and the bus back in town was gone.
I was wondering if I could come back tomorrow.
The next day, he was still not back, and at night his family was in a bit of a hurry.
Master is worried, let me go to the hospital in town tomorrow.
Even at this point, I don’t think he’s having any serious problems at the hospital.
Six.
On the morning of the third day, when I arrived at Master’s house, I was surprised to see my brother cleaning for her.
I went to him and asked him, “What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
His brother “Hey” said, “It’s just a small problem, it’s better to hang water in the hospital that day, and I met someone I knew when I was about to come back yesterday, went to drink and got drunk, and it took another day.” I’m sorry.
I saw him with a little blood on his eyes, like he didn’t wake up, in a good state, even giving me a feeling that the whole person was excited, so I didn’t doubt it.
When I had breakfast, I found that my brother was always absent and looked at her from time to time.
She seemed to have noticed his eyes, and then came back.
When Master went to dinner, I kicked my brother in the face and whispered to him that this was our name.
I didn’t know he looked at me like, “You don’t know anything about grown-ups.” I’m sorry.
That day was the third day after the marriage of the master and the teacher-in-law.
If the master had troubles with his legs, he was taken by his brother on a bike and accompanied her to the door. They left at noon, leaving me alone.
In the afternoon, a doctor from the village clinic came to buy some chairs.
The table and the bench are used to practice when there’s no work, and I and my seniors have plenty of people to do it in the storeroom and sell it when someone comes to buy it.
When I took the village doctor’s chair, I suddenly remembered, and I said, “What was my brother’s illness that day and why did he have to go to a hospital in the city?” I’m sorry.
The village doctor sold me a key, said the chair was cheaper, and I told you.
When I agreed, he carried my shoulder and said, “Your brother was not ill. He asked me that morning to ask if he knew anyone in the hospital’s laboratory, and asked me not to tell your master. I wrote him a note, and he left.” I’m sorry.
“What’s the guy doing looking for a lab?” I’m sorry.
We shook our head: “I do not know, nor did he tell me. I’m sorry.
But once again, my deep-seated mystery, my brother’s anomaly and the secrets of the previous day’s eavesdropping on the caves, all of a sudden I felt there was a connection between them.
Brother seems to be in the middle of something.
Then I knew that the day he went to the city, he secretly replaced the smoked mouths on the pot of his master’s cigarette bag, and that the man he said was the brother of his mother-in-law, who now named his brother-in-law.
It was only when I knew it, that my brother had caused a tragedy, and it was then that I saw the evil of humanity.
7
What happened was a week after my aunt went home.
He first took leave of absence and said that he had to go to the city to review it as ordered by the doctor.
The master gave him leave of his own, and I knew that he could not have gone to re-examine, but he noticed.
He came back that afternoon, and bought two bottles of wine, and he was so excited about the results.
When she made dinner, he ran into the kitchen and said he’d cook for us.
When he was drinking tea in the house, I was working and staring at the sound of the kitchen, and I saw what he whispered in her ear through the window, and her face changed.
The look on his face was pitiful and he touched her twice.
She’s not hiding, she’s just nodding.
I was worried that my brother would be upset, and I looked back at the house and found the master sitting in it looking at me.
I’m in the middle of something. Keep my head down.
An inadvertent hand was cut by a saw, a hand was broken and blood came out.
I cried.
When he came out of the kitchen, he saw me hurt and laughed and said, “Does it smell so good that you lost your mind? I’m sorry.
Master also scolded me: “How many times did you say that you can’t be distracted when you work? I’m sorry.
I was afraid to look up to my Master’s face all the way. He only saw me distracted, but he did not know what I saw.
Then Shifu asked my brother to get the medical alcohol he had at home to disinfect me and bandaged me.
At dinner, he poured wine to his master and both were drunk. I threw him back into the house with my aunt and sent him home on his own.
But I didn’t leave immediately after sending my brother home.
Instead of looking for a corner to hide, I know.
He came out of the house after 9:00.
At 9:00 p.m., most of the village was closed for rest, and there was no movement except for occasional barking of dogs.
I thought he was going to the master’s house, and from the moment he touched her in the kitchen, he was clearly intoxicating him, even though I didn’t know what he had said to her, at least to judge, that he had become eccentric.
I followed him far behind him, and planned to stop him when he reached the door of his master.
I knew that my brother-in-law and several wives in the nearby village were involved, and had been beaten for this.
He’s a good-looking man. He’s always been a big girl’s daughter-in-law, but he’s been too poor. No woman ever wants to marry him.
Since I learned about carpenters with my master, the village has been told to introduce him.
I made up my mind not to let that happen to him and her, but to say that the master changed the fate of our two poor children, and I will not allow him to do anything wrong to him.
Even this lady is only nominal.
However, he did not stop at the door of the Master’s house.
It’s going outside the village.
There is a river outside the village, and there is a hut by the river, which used to irrigate fields and competes with the next village.
The cabin was built to guard the water in the village to prevent people from blocking the water.
That’s where I told you he went on a secret date with a woman from the village next door.
Looks like he’s got her around here.
I knew he had just walked into the cabin and I heard her voice: “You’re here.” I’m sorry.
8
At this point in time, the Shifu is completely different from my impression of weakness.
Her voice was calm and even a little cold, and she asked his brother, “What do you want?” I’m sorry.
“What you want is what I want.” But I want more than money and your men! I’m sorry.
I was going to go in and drag my brother out, and then I got back.
I would have thought it wasn’t as simple as I thought.
But who knows, when I step back, my shoulder is pressed by one hand.
I almost didn’t scream.
In the moment I turned back, I lost my hair.
A gruesome eyeball, with a bit of violence in the light of the moon at this time, and the wrinkles on its face seem to be frosty and timid.
And he held my shoulder, but he was strong.
It’s my master.
He did not fall asleep in the house drunk, as his brother thought.
Instead, he discovered the signs, followed her quietly and came here, then hid behind him, saw him enter the cabin and saw me follow him.
Don’t make a sound. I’m sorry.
The master whispered in my ear, and it was dark and dumb.
In the cabin, my brother and my wife were talking.
“You know what I did in town today?
“Get the certificate, my master and your dead ex-husband’s parental certificate!”
“I didn’t know the old man had a fake son for half his life. I’m sorry.
When I heard that, I felt the whole body shaking.
The hand on my shoulder, it’s a little painful.
In the cabin, my wife’s voice changed: “No way. Where are you going to identify him? I’m sorry.
He smiled: “First, thank you for making your brother go and dig in the middle of the night and nail the town spirit.”
And I spent two days in front of a cripple’s grave, and I saw him drop his nail on the side of the road. I just picked it up.
Second, thank your brother.
I took the nails to the hospital for identification, went out for dinner and met a couple of people with help to drink.
When he heard it, he drank too much and told the others about the secrets you had been hiding.
Turns out, my master, since he got out of prison, has always hated the daughter of the old carpenter, your mother-in-law.
That’s why she kept it a secret.
That’s when my master broke your dead ex-husband’s leg.
When your mother-in-law was afraid, she lied to my master that it was his own son and that she was pregnant when she went to prison, which saved her life with the cripple.
My master’s master’s family is so bad. My master still doesn’t know. He went to prison because of his father.
He took his own collection of wood and said it belonged to a guest. He stole it from his daughter while he was back.
Your mother-in-law is not a good thing, but he found her a rich man, and then he turned his back on her.
Then he lied to my master that he was his son until his family was defeated and poor, and asked his master for money to feed them.
Every time I go to the bank with my master, I wonder how the old man spends his money all these years without seeing how he spends it.
Your brother’s kind of relieved me!
But I’m curious, since the cripple told you all this before he died, why did he kill himself?
And you, married to my master and satisfied his wish to make his grandson a father, even if it was for his money, would you be willing to serve a crippled old man for years? I’m sorry.
9
I was shocked to hear the words of my brother, and he who stood beside me was already tan.
A woman has spent her whole life in prison, not married, and has spent her whole life and hard-earned blood money.
I cannot see how desperate and angry he is when he knows the truth.
I only saw him loose his hand, holding it tight on my shoulder, shaking, crouching down and covering his chest in pain.
It’s like being crushed by this cruel truth.
And his voice continued: “Don’t blame me. I thought I was a teacher after an old man with no children, and all his money was our brother’s.
You lied to him and took my money first.
I don’t know how you became the first widow, but I guess you can’t wait till the old man dies.
You must be ready to be a widow again.
The old man has another deposit. He definitely didn’t tell you where it was. I know.
I’m with him every time he goes to the bank. I even know the code for the deposit.
It depends on your willingness to cooperate. I’m sorry.
In the cabin, it was as if she had been silent for a long time, and she said, “I can promise you, but you have to keep your mouth shut, or I will send you to hell!” I’m sorry.
And then you have to smile like a demon.
At this point, my master gently grabbed my arm: “Get me up.” I’m sorry.
Master? I’m sorry.
I thought he was going to go in there and tear them apart, but I didn’t think he would swing at me: “Go me back.” I’m sorry.
It seems that the two men in the cabin have nothing to do with him.
On the way, he did not say a word, but I was shocked by the news that I heard and by the real faces of my brothers and my sisters. I did not know what to say.
There’s only fear inside.
After all, listen to what they’re saying.
And when he had brought him to his house, he said to me the last thing: “Son, you have hurt your hand, and you cannot do anything. Don’t come here tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know where I’m going to go to work. I just want to ask what Master is going to do.
Just looking at Master’s irresistible eyes, I’m sure he won’t tell me his intentions, but nods in silence.
This night, I went home and I didn’t sleep.
The next day, an accident happened.
10
I couldn’t bear it until dawn, and I finally fell asleep.
And when he fell asleep, he heard the door bellowed.
Open your eyes, remember what happened last night and open the door without washing your face.
What’s wrong, Uncle?
I saw the village chief standing outside the door and asked immediately.
“You son of a bitch, come with me. Something’s wrong at your master’s house. I’m sorry.
“Is something wrong? I’m sorry.
I woke up and ran to my master’s house.
When they arrived, they only saw the ambulance parked at the door of the Master’s house, and the Master and the Master were lying on a stretcher, but they were no longer breathing and their faces were blue.
He was also carried by the doctor.
“This one’s not dead. Where’s the family? I’m sorry.
The ambulance left in a hurry, then the police car came back, and the entire village came and watched and the scene was in a state of panic.
Then I was taken by the police for questioning.
I told the police all I knew, and when I came out, I saw Chun-sheng’s two brothers and his sister’s brother.
A few days later, the village chief returned to the police station with me and learned the whole truth from the police.
Master put poison in their breakfast and wanted to die with his brother and his aunt.
Master told me not to come tomorrow night, but I didn’t see it.
The police also told me about the information they had received from the interrogations of the sister-in-law ‘ s brother and the two brothers.
The mother of Chun-sheng, the old carpenter’s daughter, had remitted all her money to her account.
The money, apart from Chun-sheng, his brothers did not know where it came from, nor did they know the past of their mother and master.
All they know is that the old lady receives a very good amount of money every month, and when she dies, the money is called directly to Chun-sheng.
So, there’s always a conflict between having money with Chunsheng.
When he lived, his mother told him the truth about his master’s imprisonment, but demanded that he consider himself his son, otherwise he would not be able to feed himself by a cripple.
He did it for money, and at first he ate and gambled and let himself go.
Until once, Master found him, told him he was old and wanted to see him ask for a grandson.
He only married her.
But when she was pregnant, she was diagnosed with cancer.
It is a genetic disease of their family, and both his grandfather, the carpenter, and his mother were unable to live long because of cancer.
But he was young enough to get the disease.
And suddenly he began to think that all this was a recompense, a punishment for their family who had set up their Master and for their life when they lied to him.
He hid his secret in his heart for years and told his wife, my late aunt.
He said that he wanted to redeem himself, even though he was dying, but that he could not let his children suffer the same punishment later.
But she stopped it.
She said she could die in spring, but she and her children had to continue to live, and if she told me the truth about her master, it would be the end of their lives.
He also asked Chun-sheng to take her with him.
But when spring comes to be in a state of unease, the worse it is.
Until that time, when they went back to their mother’s house and were drunk, there was another quarrel.
Then Chun-sheng hung himself at home.
It didn’t happen until then, and in order to protect Shifu and her children, he wanted his grandson to marry her.
Later, a funeral was held in the village for the master, who left behind me and I served as a filial son.
Her body was taken back by her family at the strong request of the village chief.
The village chief said that the woman could not lie next to my master’s grave, and that Chen was too hard to die and had to leave him alone.
As to the reasons for doing so, the village chief and I did not say, nor did her family.
This has led to many versions of the story coming out of our village.
Oh, and my brother.
Probably because he was in good health and did not eat much of his breakfast that day and was not so severely poisoned.
He was dragged to the hospital on the same day and survived.
It’s just that people live, their brains are broken, their bodies are paralyzed, and they lie in bed for five years.
Until his mother was too old to take care of him and pulled the tube himself.
His elderly mother, who also had a lot of talk in the village because of his problems, had taken him away and had taken his medication by his bedside.
If you now meet the people of our village, you may hear from him the story of a 60-year-old cripple who married a young widow and was put on a green hat by his apprentice, who ended up dead.
But only me and the village chief knew that the story was not that simple.
My master suffered far more than they thought.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
