I still got into my father's car, but when my father drove here, he wanted to take Xiaobao to the city, but now, he was walking in the direction of going home.
At the entrance of the hospital, after struggling from noon to evening, my mother finally calmed down because of my grandfather's slap. Of course, there was no need for Xiaobao to go to the hospital for rescue, because he was already... hard.
The mother was sitting in the passenger seat with her face swollen by her grandfather's slap, holding Xiaobao tightly, with a dull expression.
With tears in his eyes that he was holding back, his father looked at his mother and said, "Huijuan, otherwise, just listen to Qiao Qiao and send her directly to the crematorium."
"no."
The mother reacted instantly and kissed Xiaobao's forehead: "I have to change his clothes at home, and bring his schoolbag and toys he likes. I can't just send him to the hospital for burning."
Now, I have to hold a funeral for him..."
"Children cannot have funerals at home." The grandfather sitting next to me said directly: "Being able to agree to take the child home is already breaking the taboo. How can anyone hold a funeral for a child? It is a blessing for the child in itself.
Wouldn't organizing a funeral for a child increase the child's karma..."
I don’t need to say more about this. Elderly people all know that when a child dies, it means he has no fate or good luck with his family. So if you insist on holding a funeral, it is tantamount to committing sins and adding karma to the child, whether it was earlier or now.
It is rare for anyone to organize a funeral for a child. Regardless of whether they have money or not, they all know the details involved.
The mother's mood calmed down a little but she was a little excited. She burst into tears: "My child is so pitiful. He just left like this. Why can't I do something for him?! What kind of peace of mind do you have!"
"You are talking dirty!" Grandpa glared at her: "I am so kind! That is my grandson when Xiaobao is gone! I feel more sorry for you than you do!"
"Children who die young should not stay at home overnight. It is unlucky."
Zong Bao faintly said, "He has been sitting next to me very quietly. If he hadn't spoken or seen him, you wouldn't have felt like such a person at all. I glanced at him, and Zong Bao immediately said
He looked at me and said, "I said this on behalf of the Great God."
I feel uncomfortable in my heart. From a sentimental point of view, I understand my mother's desire to take Xiaobao back and hold a funeral for him. However, from an Onmyoji perspective, this move is naturally extremely inappropriate.
But I really can’t say what I said. In my current capacity, I said it. If you understand it, it’s okay. If you don’t understand it, it’s probably another hurtful thing. But I didn’t expect it. Zong Bao
But he really knew what I was thinking and spoke for me. As a great god like me, I really need him as a second great god.
The car immediately fell into silence again, because everyone's emotions were very depressed, so no one asked Zong Bao anything. My parents had seen him in Liujin and thought Zong Bao was my friend. Therefore, except for my mother, there was no one in the car.
He cried loudly and no one said another word.
The car drove into the yard, and the mother scared the car while holding Xiaobao, and whispered softly: "Baoer, we are going home. Remember, this is the way back. You must come back often in the future."
Look at mom..."
The aunt probably jumped out of the house when she heard the honking of the car. She was shocked when she saw her mother still holding Xiaobao: "Why are you back? Shouldn't it be in the hospital? Huijuan, the baby is fine!"
The mother gave her aunt a cold look, did not respond, and held the little baby in her arms to enter the house.
The aunt was a little anxious. She ran to her mother and held Xiaobao's hand: "Bao'er, you..." Before she could finish her words, her expression suddenly changed, and she reached out and touched Xiaobao's body, trembling.
He looked at his mother: "Xiaobao...what happened to Xiaobao?"
Dad looked at my aunt impatiently: "Sister, don't ask, let Huijuan come in and change Xiaobao's clothes..."
"What?!!"
The aunt's eyes widened, she staggered back two steps, and looked at her mother who started to cry again, "You lied to me... My child only ate a few dumplings, how could I..."
The mother pursed her lips and cried, her body trembling as if she was going to faint at any moment: "My little baby, you are going to kill my mother!"
My aunt's face instantly turned pale: "Bao'er!!" She shouted, and she fell to her knees with an accent of 'Plop!'. I was shocked at the time. I didn't even understand what my aunt meant by this.
Seeing her crying loudly, "Why did you just leave! If you leave like this, my aunt will never be able to feel at ease in her life, Bao'er!!"
It was rare that my parents didn't pull my aunt over immediately. Instead, they looked at her with complicated eyes. I savored those eyes carefully. They were sad, sad, and heartbroken, but together, there was still a hint of sadness.
of blame.
Immediately afterwards, the aunt suddenly raised her hand and slapped her face. The sound of 'pah-pah-pah' was heard endlessly: "Bao'er, aunt will make amends to you now! Wait until aunt will punish you."
If I’m beaten to death, I’ll go down and accompany you! Bao’er! It’s all my aunt’s fault! My aunt shouldn’t be making dumplings! Originally, she saw that you were greedy, and her aunt felt sorry for you, so she secretly made some for you to eat.
Yes! It’s my aunt’s fault. My aunt deserves death! Bao’er!”
"Xinyun! What are you doing!" The aunt's voice called out the eldest uncle. He ran to her side and stretched out his hand to help her up: "Why are you beating yourself! What happened to Xiaobao?
ah!"
The aunt cried and pointed at her mother: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao is gone!"
"What!!" The eldest uncle looked at his mother in shock: "Huijuan, Xiaobao..."
The mother sniffed, said nothing, and ran straight upstairs with the baby in her arms. The father followed the mother with his face lowered, and hurriedly walked upstairs with his feet raised.
The aunt is still crying and crying: "I am a sinner, I am a sinner! I just pity the child and want to eat meat, and now I have become a sinner!"
The eldest uncle hurriedly helped the eldest aunt, and said: "Okay! Don't talk about you now! If Xiaobao is gone, how can you take him home? All of them are gone."
What do you think!"
I didn't answer, they were indeed a family, and they could still be together here. I hummed in my heart and walked into the house. However, I didn't go upstairs to Xiaobao's room first, but went straight to the kitchen to pick up the food.
The cooking spoon wiped the bottom of the pot with his hand, and then he raised his feet and walked upstairs.
The mother wiped Xiaobao's body clean and put on a new set of clothes. She looked at him lying there still crying: "He has been clamoring to wear this clothes. I have to say that this is new clothes only for school."
Otherwise, he would wear clothes, but who would have known that he would just wear them on the road..."
As she said that, her mother picked up a brand new children's schoolbag and held it in her arms: "There is also a new schoolbag. The child always wants to carry it... Why is my son's life so miserable..." (To be continued)