"A good-for-nothing thing, will he die if he has a thicker skin?"
Sanbo's ghostly voice came from the corner of the living room, which made me almost stop shouting for help as I was already distracted.
"It scares people to death. Why are you not sleeping at night?" I patted my chest and said with lingering fear, "Why are you going to look at the stars and the moon again?"
"Hey, what's your attitude?" The third uncle said, wearing slippers and picking at his big feet, "I am your third uncle and your elder."
"Stop, stop it." I moved a chair and sat across from my third uncle and said, "You still know it's my third uncle. Come on, let me ask you, what do you think about this?"
"What do you think?" Sanbo pretended to be stupid and said blankly: "Didn't you listen to what your dad said? I just woke up, and I will be sick like you."
"Come on, you are just pretending to be ill, and it has nothing to do with me." I said straight to the point: "Third uncle, tell me, the day my grandpa was haunted by an evil spirit, with your methods, you couldn't have known it.
Why don't you save him?"
Without waiting for Uncle San's answer, I continued to ask: "Don't tell me that you can't save grandpa. You are a heavenly spirit master. The master said that you have the ability to stop him."
Sanbo looked at me blankly, with a complicated expression.
After a while, he said in a lonely tone: "In your heart, do you think I didn't save your grandfather on purpose?"
I nodded and said, "I had this idea at first, but the master said that you have difficulties, and I don't want to believe that you and my mother are the same."
"A raccoon dog of the same kind?" The third uncle slapped me on the head. Ignoring me shrinking my neck and crying out in pain, he sneered, "What about your mother? It's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks."
"Remember, no matter what, she is your mother and the one who gave you life."
I said stubbornly: "So what? What is a mother if she gives birth but does not nourish her?"
"She gave me life and didn't care about me. Do you want such a mother?"
"Yes, she gave me the beginning of her coming into this world. When she is buried a hundred years ago, I will wrap her in sackcloth and show her mourning to repay her kindness in this life."
"She brought me here, and I will send her away."
"She and I don't owe each other anything."
My eyes turned red and I said, "You are not me, you are not qualified to teach me generosity."
The third uncle scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously and said: "I asked you why you are so stubborn. Your temper is not like your mother or your father, but it is like your grandfather. It is so annoying."
"Isn't it the same for you?" I said sarcastically: "For the Fourth Elder of Kunlun, your lover, you have been degenerate for ten years and pretended to be crazy."
"I hid it from my family, even my own parents."
"Looking at them worrying about you and being indifferent, aren't you stubborn?"
I said harshly: "Yes, you are not stubborn, you are inhumane at all."
Sanbo's face turned red and he wanted to retort. His mouth opened wide and his eyes widened, showing an arrogant attitude like you know nothing.
But soon, he calmed down again.
He lowered his head and gasped, "You are right, I am not worthy to be the son of man."
"If someone had scolded me like this a few years ago and woke me up, I might not have spent these ten years in such a hazy state."
"You and I are in different situations. I really have no right to ask you to be generous."
"Ning Zi, I believe San Bo, your mother will come back to you sooner or later."
"At that time, you can decide according to your heart whether you will accept your mother or not."
After Sanbo finished speaking, he didn't know whether it was because of anxiety or irritability. He had never smoked, picked up my father's cigarette from the table, took one in his mouth, lit it unfamiliarly, and blew out the smoke and said: "If I tell you
, when your grandfather hanged himself under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, I was squatting aside, do you believe it?"
Sanbo's words made my scalp numb and at the same time, it was as unbelievable as if I were dreaming.
I stood up suddenly, my eyes wet with tears, and asked loudly: "You watched grandpa commit suicide with your own eyes, and you didn't even try to save him?"
"Su Xinglan, no, Su Jian, you are just a beast." I cried and cursed.
