"It's snowing!" An old man living in the east of the village moved to the door with a cane, and his eyes were full of sadness when he looked at the snow outside.
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, moved his clumsy feet back to his room, and got up and put on the thin quilt.
He is really too old, and his skin outside is wrinkled like bark. Because of his age, it is difficult for him to even carry a quilt.
But he still held the quilt in his hand and turned around and walked towards the west end of the village bit by bit.
This snow doesn't look small at all, but it's beginning to float all over the world.
Because of the cold, everyone went back to the house and sighed contentedly in the room with the heater on.
The village is particularly deserted, except for the "creaking" sound of the old man wearing a black cotton-padded jacket stepping on the snow.
Because the old man's legs and feet were not flexible and the journey was too long, it was already dark when he arrived at his destination.
The old man stood in front of a semi-old grave with a semi-old thin quilt in his hand.
The gray fields in the distance make the old man's thin black figure look particularly lonely.
"Wife, I'm coming to see you!" The old man sighed, bent down and slowly put the quilt on the snow-covered grave.
"Wife, I haven't come to see you for a long time. Do you blame me? " The old man squatted down and touched the grave covered with a quilt, and his eyes were full of lovers' eyes.
"I know, you won't blame me. You have never blamed me since we met. " There is a trace of bitterness in the smile.
"I have a bad temper and always get angry with you. You never get angry. I'm stubborn, and you can stand it, "the old man said wryly, reaching out to pull out the yellow weeds next to Fenying.
He remembers the first time he met his wife. At that time, she was still a girl who was not sensible, and he was also a young man with a quick temper. I didn't expect them to be old in the blink of an eye, and my wife died in an accident.
"You have been in poor health, and it hurts everywhere in winter. Look, I'm here to send you a quilt. " The old man said with a smile.
"Don't worry, my son's daughter-in-law is very kind to me. Eat well, drink well, live well, I can't stand suffering. "
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The old man talked a lot until his mouth was dry. The quiet atmosphere lasted for a long time, and he didn't speak again until he was covered with snow.
"I have to go, or my son will worry about me. I'll see you again tomorrow. " The old man turned and walked to the small house where he lived.
Not long after he left, a shadow appeared out of thin air, paused and staggered in the direction of the old man's departure.
When the old man came to the small house where he lived, the old man's daughter-in-law had been in the house for a long time.
Cui Hua, the old man's daughter-in-law, is a fat woman of about forty years old, wearing a bright red new cotton-padded jacket and a thick gold chain around her neck and wrist. She looks like a legendary witch.
"Where have you been, old man? Where are our quilts? " When Cui Hua saw the old man, he stepped forward and asked with a bad face.
There is nothing on the bed in the room except a thin blanket. The only quilt has disappeared at this time.
"Your mother is afraid of the cold, so I will cover her." The old man bent down and coughed twice before speaking softly.
His health is getting worse and worse, and even saying a few words feels a little laborious. Now it's snowing again. Snowflakes have turned into water and infiltrated into the cotton-padded jacket, making him feel cold and his health worse than before.
"Old things are confused by you! The baby's grandmother is dead! What's the use of covering her with a quilt! " Cui Hua immediately quit, stubby fingers pointing at the old man screaming.
"Your mother is washing your clothes and just fell down and died. How can you say that about her! " The old man also pointed to Cui Hua with a broken heart and said with trembling fingers. Contrary to Cui Hua, the old man's fingers are rough and slender, which looks like a layer of skin covering his phalanx.
"It's none of my business! It is obvious that she fell to her death by accident. Can she still blame me? " This Cui Hua is also famous for his shrewdness in the village. He is not allowed to talk back to the old man.
The old man couldn't beat Cui Hua, so he bypassed her and went into the shabby hut alone.
Cui Hua saw the old man walk into the room without saying a word and followed him, cursing loudly.
The old man sat on the bed slowly, reaching for the cold water on the table and shaking it to his mouth.
Seeing the old man sitting on the bed drinking water, Cui Hua rushed up, grabbed the bowl and threw it on the ground.
"Old things, what water to drink! Don't go and get the quilt back! " Cui Hua bash elbows coldly drink a way.
"I'm not going, and neither are you!" The old man patted the bedside table and said loudly.
"This dead old woman doesn't worry when she dies!" Cui Hua put his arms around his arm and cursed undignified.
"You mustn't scold her!" When the old man heard Cui Hua scold his wife, he stood up and said with red eyes.
"I'll scold her! Dead old woman, dead old woman! " Cui Hua said proudly.
You! The old man was so angry that he suddenly stood up and waved his hand to Cui Hua's face.
But in Cui Hua's view, the old man's movements are too slow. Before the old man waved, Cui Hua pushed the old man to the ground.
The old man had a bad fall and couldn't get up for a while. And Cui Hua not only did not lend a helping hand, but showed a smug smile.
At this moment, a strange cold wind suddenly blew into the room. A shadow rushed to Cui Hua with a smile.
The shadow ran too fast, and before I knew what had happened in Cui Hua, I was caught by the throat.
Cui Hua felt dizzy because he was suddenly strangled. When she regained her strength and saw the "person" in front of her, she was scared to death at once.
The "person" in front of me is wrinkled, and it is clearly the mother-in-law who has been dead for a year-the wife of the old man!
I saw Cui Hua's mother-in-law was pale, her eyes were red, her gray hair was messy and scattered on her face, and there was a hole big in pigeon eggs on her forehead. At this point, she was stinking with black blood.
"You poisonous woman, you killed me, and you have to kill your father-in-law!"
Cui Hua's mother-in-law opened her eyes wide, and her talons increased her strength. She just turned Cui Hua's eyes white and blue, and she saw that Cui Hua would be strangled here. At this critical moment, a hand suddenly grabbed Cui Hua's mother-in-law's foot.
"Wife, don't kill her, she is a daughter-in-law!" The old man reached out and tugged at his wife's feet on the ground, and said anxiously.
"The old man, bitter you! She is so cruel to you, if I don't kill her, the resentment in my heart will not go down! " Cui Hua's mother-in-law loosened her hand and looked at the old man lying on the ground. Two lines of blood and tears fell in the blink of an eye.
As soon as Cui Hua's mother-in-law released her hand, Cui Hua collapsed like a soft noodle. She was lying on the ground, with her fat mouth open and panting, eager to suck all the air into her fat belly.
"Wife, you killed her, my son? What about my grandson? " The old man struggled to get up from the ground, grabbed his wife's hand and said.
"Then I can't watch you suffer! Look what you are eating! " Cui Hua's mother-in-law sadly pointed to the remaining half of pickles and steamed bread on the bedside table.
When she was alive, the old man said she couldn't eat delicacies, but she always ate hot meals. Not long after her death, the old man was like this. She eats cold leftovers, lives in a ventilated house and is covered with a worn quilt. Can she not hate it?
"Cui Hua, I have to kill someone!" Cui Hua's mother-in-law said bitterly. Eyes staring at the Cui Hua has quietly touched the threshold.
"Mother-in-law, I dare not. I must be good to my father-in-law, don't kill me! " Cui Hua saw her mother-in-law staring at herself, and suddenly she knelt down. A snot and a tear.
"At the beginning, you knocked me down and died, and now you are hurting your father-in-law! You are so heartless, how can I not kill you! " She flung out her hand with sharp nails and pounced on Cui Hua.
"ghost! Help! " Cui Hua let out a cry and ran out rolling and crawling.
Cui Hua's mother-in-law followed her, and the old man quickly grabbed her arm.
"Wife, it is not easy for our son to marry a wife. You killed her, where will our son find another wife? Even if we find it, will the stepmother be kind to our grandson? How old are you! " The old man was very angry and told Cui Hua's mother-in-law that she looked terrible.
"If you have to kill a person, you can kill me. I am getting old. It doesn't matter whether I die or not. Moreover, I can be your companion, which is worthwhile. " The old man shed two lines of muddy tears and said.
"Old man, do you really want to accompany me?" Cui Hua's mother-in-law stopped jumping out and said incredulously.
"You are my wife's son. Who will accompany you if I don't accompany you?" The old man made a vicissitudes of life and said with a smile.
The next day, when people in the village listened to what happened to Cui Hua and gathered around the old man's house curiously, they saw the cold body of the old man.
The old man lay peacefully in bed, smiling coldly and not breathing.
Some people say that the old man was killed by the ghost of Cui Hua's mother-in-law, while others say that the old man was forced to commit suicide by Cui Hua. However, no one knows what happened.
Later, at night, I saw two old people helping each other to the west end of the village.
It seems to be the ghost of an old man and his wife.
The Ancient Xuanwumen Spring and Autumn Zhuo Xin Classics of the Fugitive of Postgraduate Entrance Examination