Chapter 578: Facing Death
During dinner, Shanshan hugged the milk bottle with red and swollen eyes, sobbing and drinking milk.
"What's going on? Shanshan was beaten again?" Rong Che couldn't help but ask.
Shanshan looked at his father pitifully, with tears in his eyes, trying to arouse his father's love.
"Chirp... hit..." Nai's voice was hoarse and she looked extremely pitiful.
Rong Che nodded: "Did my sister beat me?"
Under Shan Shan's expectant gaze, Rong Che pawed and nodded: "Good fight!"
Expect dad to support justice and kindness? ?
"Your sister must have a reason for beating you. It must be because you are naughty and have lost your temper..." After saying that, he looked at Yun Niang.
"You have to tell Chaochao that if you hit your brother, you can't hit your father."
Shan Shan wanted to cry as soon as his mouth became deflated.
But when he saw Lu Chaochao's sideways eyes, he immediately put back his tears.
He was itching to steal his sister's name from the Book of Life and Death.
After Lu Chaochao finished his meal, she asked Zhu Mo to hold his younger brother and go find the unfortunate ghost who had marked the wrong name.
He learned the word "zhao" and marked the wrong person.
Lu Chaochao came outside the city based on the location of the book of life and death.
In a quiet mountain village outside the city, a funeral was busy being held. The villagers all spontaneously went to help, and paper money was scattered in front of the door.
Wreaths were placed outside the wall, and faint cries could be heard inside the house.
Lu Chaochao poked Shanshan hard on the forehead: "Look at the good deeds you did! If you take away one person's life, another person will die."
"How will his young children and his elderly mother live?"
"He was the only one who died, but the whole family was involved."
"Shanshan, every life is worthy of respect." Lu Chaochao looked serious, Shanshan lay in Zhu Mo's arms, looking at everything in front of him in confusion.
Could his careless stroke have caused such a disaster?
As a child, he seemed to understand.
The carriage stopped outside the courtyard gate, surrounded by guards. A lot of people suddenly surrounded the courtyard gate, and they all looked at it from a distance and did not dare to approach.
"Looks like he's a nobleman from the capital. Li Zhao's family actually knows such a nobleman?"
"Shh, keep your voice down..." the villagers whispered.
Zhu Mo stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Is this Mr. Li Zhao's home?"
"Yes, yes, I'll call someone for you." The villagers at the door hurriedly ran inside.
"It's from Li Zhao's family, it's from Li Zhao's family. Someone has come to express condolences to Li Zhao."
"I see that I know your Li Zhao, why don't you go pick him up quickly? He seems to be a distinguished guest from the capital..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman in white walked out of the door holding a little boy with red eyes.
The woman looked pale, her eyes were dazed, and there was a hint of death in her eyes.
Lu Chaochao frowned slightly.
When a woman comes forward, she kneels down and kowtows. This is the custom for visiting someone to express condolences.
Zhu Mo knew the truth and stopped him immediately: "We have some connection with Mr. Li Zhao, so we came here to take a look today."
"I remember he just passed the scholar examination? He came to Beijing to be a disciple some time ago..." Zhu Mo had already sent someone to inquire.
When the woman heard this, she burst into tears.
"Please come in quickly, Li Zhao...yes, he has just passed the scholar examination." The woman burst into tears.
"Han Chuang studied hard for ten years and passed away just after passing the exam. How can we, orphans and widows, live like this..." The woman held back tears and invited the person in with a trembling voice.
The little boy with red eyes beside them saluted them and then stood obediently next to his mother.
"Li Zhao was raised by his widowed mother, who became blind doing embroidery to earn money for him. His wife fled from famine a few years ago, and Li Zhao is the founder of the family."
The old lady in the house cried several times until she fainted, holding the coffin and shouting: "Let me go for my son...let me take his life."
"My Zhao'er... do you want to tear out my mother's heart?" The old lady lay in front of the coffin and cried bitterly.
Shanshan lay on Zhu Mo's shoulder, and Lu Chaochao turned him around.
"Watch carefully..."
"With one stroke of your hand, you took away more than one life." Lu Chaochao's voice was a little cold, and his tone seemed to indicate something.
Shanshan didn't dare to look, but felt that the atmosphere in the room was heavy and uncomfortable.
The young woman knelt in front of the hall with an expressionless face, and the surrounding villagers also sighed.
"Hey, the old lady finally raised her child and saved a girl who fled the country to be her daughter-in-law. She saw her life getting better day by day as she passed the exam to be a scholar. Why did she suddenly die again? How can this family live... …”
"Yes, my daughter-in-law's hometown suffered a disaster, and the whole family was gone. It's hard to find a home..." When she first came to the village, she was so hungry that she was thin and skinny, but she finally managed to raise some meat in the Li family.
The little boy is still young and does not understand life, old age, illness and death.
At this moment, I just cried and went to my grandmother: "Grandma, don't cry. What's wrong with you? Daddy will feel bad..."
The coffin was not yet closed, so he pushed his feet into the coffin.
"Daddy, get up quickly, don't sleep in. Daddy, wake up quickly... Mother and grandmother are crying, don't sleep in. Yuyu is so scared... Daddy..." The child's voice was choked, and everyone could hear it. As he spoke, he burst into tears more and more.
Lu Chaochao winked at Zhu Mo, and Zhu Mo put Shan Shan down.
Shanshan is less than ten months old and can barely walk a few steps while holding on to the wall. At this moment, he was sitting in front of the mourning hall, at a loss as to what to do.
The sight of his sister behind him made him feel on pins and needles.
The crying in his ears and the sadness in front of him made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
He looked left and right, but his sister didn't speak and he didn't know what to do.
He also didn't know that Lu Chaochao was also hesitating in his heart.
Is kindness really helpful?
Shanshan was stunned for a moment, and then he followed the others’ example, crawled to the mat, and kowtowed twice clumsily.
Shanshan looked at his sister carefully.
He kowtowed only because his sister was shocked.
At such a young age, he was trying to figure out his sister’s thoughts.
Before he crawled back, he heard a cry from his side: “Husband, if you want to go, let’s go together!”
He watched the woman rush to the coffin with determination.
Her head banged against the corner of the coffin.
The woman fell softly at his feet.
Shanshan was shocked by this scene. The blood dripped down his forehead, and the mourning hall was in chaos. Shanshan knelt there steadily...
The crying of the little boy was mixed with the panicked screams of the crowd, and Shanshan did not move.
Zhu Mo was probably about to become a father, so he felt soft-hearted when he saw him like this, and wanted to hug him.
Lu Chaochao shook his head gently.
Just now, when she met him, she saw that the woman was full of death, and she was afraid that she had the idea of committing suicide for love.
So she kept paying attention.
When she rushed forward just now, she protected him with her spiritual energy.
He was not killed, and only suffered some skin injuries on his forehead. But the appearance looked scary, and everyone was scared to death.
Including someone who had no respect for life.
The wailing of the old lady and the crying of the children made a mess.
No one noticed Shanshan, who seemed to be surrounded by this tragedy.
He pursed his lips tightly, and his chubby little hands tightly grasped the corners of his clothes.
This scene had a great impact on him. (End of this chapter)
