Now in this car, driving gently on a country road, policewoman Chen Jiuliang smiled and said something that made sweat sprout on my back.
I used to only know that she had a brother, and he was a dead man. She pestered the fat man to save her brother. I used to think that she was a bit neurotic, looking for someone to save a dead man. It is true that the fat man is Mr. Yin and Yang, but the fat man is not.
immortal.
But now she actually told me that her brother, who was born a dead baby, could actually suck milk. I shuddered and said: Are you sure what you are telling the truth and not deliberately telling a story to bring bad luck now?
I find mental balance
Policewoman Jiuliang turned her head and looked at me and said: Do you think this kind of thing is suitable for me to joke about?
I was silent for a moment. She was right to say that. She was joking about her family to comfort me. She must be so fucking crazy.
But Jiuliang now told me that this was her family matter, and it was indeed out of good intentions that she wanted to temporarily divert my attention. Since I listened, I should also express my concern, so I asked: What happens after that?
Jiuliang cried and laughed, and said: Later, my mother said that after the child sucked milk, my father thought that my mother had schizophrenia due to giving birth to a stillborn fetus. However, he saw the stillborn fetus sucking milk with his own eyes.
When his mouth opened and closed slightly, he himself was ecstatic. He thought that there was something wrong with the hospital where my mother gave birth, and that my brother's death was a wrong prediction, so he quickly transferred his brother to the hospital.
And was sent to a larger hospital.
But at this time, the doctor who treated me regarded my father as a fool. If my father hadn't still had an official position at that time, he would have been sent to a mental hospital, because in this hospital, not to mention doctors,
The patient could tell at a glance that the child was a dead baby. Also due to the identity of the father, the hospital used instruments to conduct a full body examination on my brother. The result was still the same, this was a dead baby. Female.
The policeman said slowly.
The uncle didn't ask the doctor why a dead baby was still sucking milk and asked the doctor to give him an explanation. The fat man once told me that you can't think of everything in a supernatural direction. What if your brother got a disease?
What about a rare disease that had not been seen in medicine at that time? I asked with concern.
He couldn't, because of his identity, because of his career. Under the general environment at that time, if a party member or an official believed in feudal superstition, it would almost destroy his own future. Therefore, these words were destined to be shocking when spoken.
Ordinary people dare to say that he does not dare. Even if it is not considered mental illness but a belief in feudal superstition, if a high-ranking official spreads such a thing, it will definitely have a bad impact. Therefore, after he was diagnosed in a large hospital, he
I took my brother home.
A child, right? In the past, many children could be aborted because of the Qing palace. Since this is so strange and weird, then I just don't want it. But my mother refused. Maybe it was the action of the child sucking the breast that made me so tender-hearted.
The tough mother has experienced the feeling of being a mother. She must think that her child is alive and he will wake up sooner or later.
At that time, my father refused to die. If he couldn't wake up, we, the three generations of the old Chen family, had to rely on this freak that you said would probably wake up sooner or later.
At that time, my mother and father were involved in huge differences. No one on my father's side or my mother's family supported my mother's decision, because rationally, what my father did at the time was absolutely right.
However, the mother finally found the reason why her child was alive.
Or maybe, my brother used his actions to prove that he still has meaning in life.
He still has no heartbeat, no breathing, and no vital signs that normal people have, but he is held and fed by my mother every day, finally starting from the day he was one month old.
His body began to grow.
He is still a dead person, but he is slowly growing up.
This scared almost everyone who knew about it at the time. At my mother’s insistence, my brother was buried, but he himself was in a secret home because my brother died in infancy, and my mother later died due to miscarriage.
After multiple childbirths, my body has developed serious problems, which is why I was born.
Of course, the funniest thing is that according to Qing Gongbiao's algorithm, I am 100% a boy.
And my brother, the dead man, has been raised to this day.
He is almost as big as us now.
Because I am alive and healthy, they cannot kill me after I am born, so my brother becomes more and more important in my family just because he has grown one. The policewoman still smiled and told her family affairs.
Her last curse word revealed her unwillingness and helplessness.
When she finished speaking, I didn't even know how to comfort her. I wiped my face and slapped myself, but I still couldn't accept this fact.
Later, since your family was so powerful, I couldn't help but asked.
After thinking about it, I looked for a lot of medical and Feng Shui masters. How many of the so-called masters these days have real skills? Because of this, I have been deceived countless times, but I can't stop at all. Use me.
As I say, if you save, you will have a chance. If you don’t save, you will really be gone. The female police officer said.
I was immediately speechless. What I had been looking at was the policewoman's prominent family background. When I heard about it today, I just felt very scary.
As expected, the wealthy family has a lot of right and wrong.
So you asked Fatty to help, just to save your brother. Now I recall what Fatty said when he saw the policewoman for the first time, you should have a brother. I can't help but admire Fatty. No wonder the policewoman is there.
At that time, I was so obsessed with the fat man. If it were me, someone would notice that I have such a brother, and I would worship him as a god.
I went to beg Fatty for mercy. Of course, if he really didn't want to take action, I could just go and beg my second uncle. He is an existence that is not inferior to Fatty. Of course, I can only say my best. I have been thinking about it for a long time.
After that, he said to the female police officer.
You should deal with your affairs first. He has been lying in bed for more than 20 years, and he doesn't care how many more years he has been lying in bed. The policewoman said expressionlessly.
It was obvious that her feelings for her brother were quite complicated.
Family love that is thicker than water.
And jealousy, yes, just jealousy.
I can see that it's not because the parents are jealous of their son and regard him as the person who continues the family line.
She was jealous because an immortal person took away the love that belonged to her.
In any case, this story of the policewoman made me calm down. It's not that I am more miserable, but the morbid psychological balance I get after seeing a person who is almost as miserable as me. To be precise, it should be
The two poor bastards loved each other.
Just like that, we returned home.
When we got home, the door was closed and locked from the inside. I called twice and my second uncle opened the door. After the two of us entered, he immediately closed the door.
It's like our family is doing something shameful.
How is my father? When I asked this question, my heart suddenly hurt. Now I can't even ask my mother how she is.
A paper figure, what can she do?
The second uncle looked at Jiuliang, and Jiuliang knew what to do with just one look. She nodded to the two of us and said, "I'll go see uncle in the house, and you two can chat."
Your dad should be fine. The second uncle sighed and said, he handed me a piece of paper. I opened it and saw a few lines of very beautiful fonts on it.
What you gave me, I will give it back to you today.
From the first day we met, you like to impose too many things on me. It's for my own good, but you don't know if I want it or not.
Without you, what's the point of living alone.
It’s clear what this is, it’s a suicide note written by my mother to my father.
Second uncle, I am very confused right now, and I really want to know what is going on with many things. Can you tell me? I looked at my second uncle and said.
He looked at me, and for a long time, the two of us stood in the yard.
This stop lasted nearly an hour.
Finally, he sighed and said: That's all, Xiaofan, this is all God's will. You can wait until your father wakes up and ask him what exactly happened, but starting from today, I can teach you to be an Onmyoji.