She even misses the past when Haitang didn't lead everyone to make a fortune. At that time, they could at least have food to eat and live in a thatched hut. Now, the wind leaks everywhere, and when it rains at night, the whole family is soaked and has no money.
Buy medicine...
The old lady cried for three days and three nights, and howled loudly.
Datong was not impressed...
But digging a hole.
"What are you doing?" the old lady asked with a hoarse voice and swollen eyes.
"What else can we do? Dig three holes while we have the strength, one for each person. Leave a monument first. At least we know who is buried here. We can go in there when the three of us are about to die. We can't afford coffins.
, let the bed bugs, ants and cockroaches
Mantises and mice should eat up all the flesh in this body, and think of it as doing some last good deeds, so that their life in this world is not in vain. I hope that in the next life I will be born into a good family, someone who understands the truth and does not mess around, and always finds fault with his daughter-in-law.
Mother!" Datong said.
The old lady stopped talking. When she saw the pit, she seemed to see her own near future. She imagined the scene of being eaten up by ants, and her whole body trembled, as if there were really thousands of ants crawling around.
Such days lasted for a month, and everyone was already hungry...
The old lady cried for a month and regretted for a month...
"I have to go out and grab something to eat, otherwise I will starve to death." Datong said to his father.
Just like that, Datong and his father left.
When I came back after dark, there was only Da Ting, but not my father.
"Where is your father?" the old lady asked anxiously.
"I was arrested and imprisoned. I haven't been able to get out for three to five years. All because I wanted to steal a steamed bun for you. It seems that my leg was beaten by someone. I don't know whether it was broken or not." Datong said and put the steamed bun in his old house.
In front of my wife.
The old lady was crying so much that even though she was about to starve to death, she couldn't eat the steamed bun in front of her.
In the past, before, I used to eat steamed buns, but now I can't wait for even a steamed bun.
Her tears could melt the steamed buns.
Life was originally good, but why did you let yourself suffer like this? Home doesn't feel like home, and people don't feel like people. Is this the ending you want?
"Son, mother is wrong, mother is wrong... God, please punish me alone. It's all my own fault, don't implicate innocent people! Just punish me alone, strike me to death with five thunderbolts!" The old man said.
The wife burst into tears.
This time, I really understand.
Don't cherish the good days, pick and choose, only when you realize that you have lost them can you realize...
"It's too late." Datong sighed, he was so hungry that only his skin and bones were left.
No one can eat that steamed bun.
Lao Tian is not in prison, and of course he has not broken his leg. Instead, he is with Ertong and Wintersweet, eating delicious and spicy food. It is so satisfying to make up for all the meat he has not eaten in these days!
If you haven't been hungry once, you really don't know how happy you are when you are full. Touching your round belly, nothing is a big deal.
Only the old lady and Datong were left on the mountain, and it was late autumn...
A desolate place.
There are fewer and fewer wild vegetables and fruits to collect, and people are getting hungrier. This month has not been easy.
Datong also drank it, and he just stood there, guarding, and would not give up until she was thoroughly taught this lesson.
Seeing that the old lady was so hungry that she could only breathe.
Amitabha Buddha counts his sins every day and repentes, hoping that God can forgive him and bless his children in peace. He will no longer find trouble, and now there is no one to blame...