When Zhao Hu said this, I could clearly feel that he was struggling to hold on. There were already large and shocking corpse spots on his neck, and his eyes became increasingly dull.
What Zhao Hu said next made my heart sink even more.
Zhao Hu said: "Xiao Fan, there are three more people who went down with me. They were all bitten by the rice dumplings. They are probably almost at the village now. Don't wait any longer and take my mother away quickly."
My eyes turned red, and my heart felt as if it was blocked.
I knew there were rice dumplings under this cave, but what I didn't expect was that Zhao Hu and the others could not escape this disaster.
I stared at Zhao Hu and noticed that the corpse poison in his mouth was like that of rabies. He was in a trance, as if he was about to open his mouth and bite someone at any time, but in front of Aunt Zhao, Zhao Hu was still doing the last steps.
persist in.
Zhao Hu is a well-known filial son. He is almost thirty years old this year and still has not married a wife so that he can take good care of his old mother. Now, he is bitten by a rice dumpling under the cave and still maintains the last trace of his life.
When I wake up and take a look at my mother, my filial piety is unparalleled...
Although Aunt Zhao could not see, her ears were very sensitive to hearing. Even though Zhao Hu was speaking in a low voice, she still heard him clearly.
Aunt Zhao's expression changed drastically on the spot, and she suddenly fell into collapse.
"Ahu, have you been poisoned by corpse poison? Ahu, what do you want mom to do?"
"Mom, you are the only son..."
Aunt Zhao and Zhao Hu, mother and son, couldn't help but burst into tears, especially Zhao Hu, who was usually an honest and friendly man. I had never seen him shed tears before, but tonight, he cried like a child.
In the end, Zhao Hu handed Aunt Zhao over to me, but he gritted his teeth and told me to take care of his mother for him no matter what.
"Mom, I will be your son again in my next life. My son doesn't want to hurt you and Xiaofan, but my son is really about to lose control of himself..."
After Zhao Hu finished speaking, he was about to leave. After Aunt Zhao heard this, she said with red eyes: "Son, no matter what, we can't hurt other people..."
Aunt Zhao hesitated for a moment and then said: "Son, Mom wants to talk to you about something. You go out with Mom... Xiaofan, wait for Auntie here for a while, don't come out yet..."
I saw Aunt Zhao's face looked a little strange, but thinking that this might be the last chance for mother and son to talk, I had no choice but to nod.
Just like that, Aunt Zhao pulled Zhao Hu outside and walked slowly out. It was dark and Aunt Zhao walked very slowly, but I saw that she walked very firmly...
"Mom, be careful..." Zhao Hu said.
"I can't see clearly with my eyes, but my heart is bright. My son, your father died early. We, mother and son, have been dependent on each other for so many years. We have never done anything to hurt others or ourselves. We have never done anything before, and we can't do it now..."
"Mom, I know..."
As Zhao Hu and Aunt Zhao slowly finished their words, they walked out of the broken house. I looked at those two figures with mixed feelings in my heart.
Zhao Hu was bitten on the neck by a zongzi. Now that the corpse poison has spread so much, there is a high probability that he will become a living zongzi. But what is terrible is that he said that there are three more people behind who are also bitten by zongzi.
My companions are on their way to the village...
It is said that a dead man is as ferocious as a tiger, let alone a rice dumpling. When I thought of those unarmed villagers, once they encountered a live rice dumpling, the end would be disastrous. I shook my head, and I couldn't help but feel a little more hesitant in my heart; during the day, those people
The villagers refused to save me, and I went to bed tonight. Since I knew that Zongzi was coming, should I save them?
I shook my head, and while I was hesitating for a moment, I heard a sound coming from outside the house.
"Aunt Zhao?"
I hurried out, and suddenly I saw Aunt Zhao lying on the ground outside the broken house, dying, with blood flowing profusely on her head, and a stone stained with blood in her hand...
I ran over quickly, but Aunt Zhao was already out of breath.
I couldn't help but get anxious and said, "Aunt Zhao, what are you doing? Where is Brother Hu?"
Aunt Zhao showed a wry smile and pointed to the well in front of her. I quickly ran over to take a look, and under the dim moonlight, I could vaguely see Zhao Hu's body floating above in the well.
There has been no movement for a long time...
My heart suddenly shook, and I felt a little overwhelmed.
Aunt Zhao said with difficulty: "Xiao Fan, your Brother Tiger and I have been accustomed to being honest in our lives. We have never done anything to hurt others or ourselves. If your Brother Tiger is bitten by a rice dumpling, he will also turn into a rice dumpling and bite others. Auntie
This is a man with only one foot in the coffin. He was never allowed to do bad things before, and he is even less allowed to do it now..."
"Aunt……"
I was stunned for a moment, as if my throat was being strangled, and I couldn't speak at all.
Aunt Zhao knew that Brother Tiger was bitten by a rice dumpling, so she called him out, and then asked him to jump into the well to commit suicide... I don't know what happened in those short few minutes, I don't even dare to think about it, a
How did the blind old man feel to persuade his honest son to commit suicide by throwing himself into a well; and how did the filial brother Tiger jump into the well without hesitation... I can't help but understand all of this.
I know, but I don’t dare to think about it, and I don’t dare to ask again.
Aunt Zhao's forehead was dripping with blood. Apparently, after Zhao Hu jumped into the well, she gave up the idea of continuing to live.
Aunt Zhao said weakly: "Xiaofan, I know that you look carefree on the outside, but you are kinder than anyone else in your heart. Your Brother Tiger is gone, and I don't want to live anymore, but I want you to do one more thing.
Do you agree?"
"Auntie, tell me!" My eyes were sore, and I couldn't help but choke when I spoke.
"Auntie wants you to save the villagers... Although they didn't help you much during the day, they are all lives..."
"Auntie, you are just too kind..."
"Haha, this is not kindness, this is called human duty... Xiaofan, you have to remember that no matter what happens in the future, it is always right to keep your head above water and do more good deeds..."
I froze on the spot, looking at Aunt Zhao who was losing her breath, and felt a severe headache in my heart. An ordinary old man, an ordinary son, but he made a decision that ordinary people could not make, and often in the ordinary.
, which further reveals their greatness.
I carried Aunt Zhao back to the shabby house, covered her with clothes, knelt down and kowtowed three times to her body.
"Auntie, you have taken good care of me since I was a child. You only hate me but fail to repay you. I will remember what you said. You and Brother Hu can go with peace of mind..."
After I said this, I stood up firmly and left the house, and then rushed towards the entrance of the village.
At the entrance of the village, I looked far away and could vaguely hear the sound of crying in the village that was supposed to be quiet in the dead of night...