Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 234: Escape from the Mountains (15)

When Li Yougen saw Xiaocao looking at him, he was stunned at first, and then smiled at her proudly.

When Li Yuliang heard this, his rage swallowed up all his rationality.

"Fuck your mother! I can't kill you!" Li Yuliang grasped the sickle and was about to swing it at the shivering woman who was curled up on the bed.

Seeing this, Xiaohua quickly pulled the woman away. In the darkness, the sickle stabbed into the bed and sank into the soil.

Li Yuliang went mad, his eyes bloodshot and his teeth bared, like a demon seeking revenge: "If I don't skin you dead, I won't be named Li!"

Seeing this, Xiaocao quickly hugged Li Yuliang's waist and cried, "Dad! Dad! Don't hit Mom! Mom didn't mean it. Mom just wanted to buy us some candy!"

"Dad! Stop, stop hitting me! I don't want to be beaten!" Xiaohua hugged her mother and cried.

"You still want candy? Go eat your mother's xx! I'll fuck you!" Li Yuliang was furious. That was his hard-earned money! It was all gone! All gone!

Damn that bitch! He's going to kill her today!

The scene was very chaotic for a moment, and Li Yougen's eyes lit up when he heard Tang.

At this time, Li Yuliang threw Xiaocao aside, and Xiaocao lost his balance and fell to the ground.

In an instant, Li Yuliang raised the sickle in his hand again and swung it vigorously with his right hand——

Blood gushed out like a column, splashing on Li Yuliang's face and body.

The bloody scene made Xiaohua on the bed cover her mouth and scream.

The warmth and fishy smell made Li Yuliang open his eyes wide. In the faint moonlight, he stared at Li Yougen under the sickle.

“Does…does it have roots?”

The sickle pierced Li Yougen's neck, and his body slid down the side of the bed weakly and fell to the ground.

Blood spread out beneath him, his head tilted to one side, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

His eyes looked at the grass that had fallen to the ground, its body shaking like a dying frog.

Li Yuliang screamed, "I have roots! I have roots! I have roots! Ahhhhh——"

He's gone mad and lost his mind.

Wang Mu from next door was woken up by the noise: "Damn it, Li Yuliang, call your mother's soul!"

Xiaocao heard the noise next door and her heart began to beat faster.

Li Yuliang was shaking all over, the nerves on his face trembling uncontrollably, and the sickle in his hand fell to the ground.

His face looked even paler in the silver-gray moonlight, revealing a bluish-gray deathly aura. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, his eyebrows were twisted together, and his eyes were fixed on Li Yougen.

He wanted to yell, but his throat suddenly couldn't make any sound.

Li Yuliang went crazy.

He cried and screamed, and ran out limping.

Silence returned to the room.

Xiaocao looked at Li Yougen who was lying on the ground. He also looked at her, but his eyes gradually became unfocused and a gurgling sound came from his throat, as if blood had seeped into his throat and flowed out of his mouth bit by bit.

Xiao Cao stood up, looked at the two people trembling on the bed, and said, "Xiao Hua, take good care of your mother. Don't go out until I come back."

Xiaohua's face was full of fear. She huddled in the corner of the bed and couldn't see Li Yougen lying on the ground. She heard her sister's calm voice and nodded.

Xiaocao knew that she had to leave tonight.

She walked out the door. Li Yuliang was lame and could not walk fast, so Xiaocao followed him all the way to the river pond.

Li Yuliang probably wanted to wash the blood off his body. Under the moonlight, he saw Xiao Cao standing on the hillside.

The silver-gray light shone on Xiaocao's pale face, making her look like a female ghost seeking revenge.

Li Yuliang trembled and said, "Ni, Ni'er, I, I didn't kill my son..."

"I, I didn't mean to kill him—"

"He, I..."

Blood squeezed into the wrinkles of Li Yuliang's face and mixed with turbid tears, which Li Yuliang wiped away casually.

He wanted to say that he had no intention of killing his son Yougen, and he didn't know why Yougen suddenly rushed up, and he didn't expect that Yougen would die under his own knife.

"Roots, roots..."

Is it really his destiny not to have a son?

Li Yuliang thought of the two girls he had thrown away, who were in the pond behind him.

Li Yuliang suddenly felt creepy and a chill on his back.

Even the slightest breeze could make him tremble all over.

"I didn't kill him! I, I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to..."

Li Yuliang looked at Xiaocao, and the expression on his face changed from horror to dullness. He kept repeating these words in a daze.

"You'd better go down and say these words to his face."

A faint voice came from all directions. Li Yuliang took a trembling step back, slipped and fell into the pond.

"Help, help! Help—"

"Ho-"

Li Yuliang continued to struggle, and the fear in his heart reached its peak.

He tried to grab the reeds by the river, but his lame leg was powerless and he could only flap helplessly in the water.

Li Yuliang felt as if someone was pulling his legs underwater.

He wanted to ask for help from the only person in front of him, but saliva rushed into his mouth and nose as soon as he opened his mouth.

Suffocation came as expected.

Xiaocao stood halfway up the slope, watching the water slowly flood over Li Yuliang's head and finally sink into the water without even a bubble appearing.

Xiaocao left only after confirming that Li Yuliang was dead.

...

The village was very quiet, without even the sound of dogs barking or birds singing.

Xiaocao carefully pushed open the gate of Aunt Hua's yard next door. The dog immediately opened its eyes when it heard the noise, and wagged its tail when it saw it was Xiaocao.

Xiaocao led the cow out of the cowshed and brought it to the village chief's house.

As a result, the cart that was supposed to be placed in front of the village chief's house disappeared.

Xiaocao's heart suddenly rose to her feet. When she looked around, she saw a cart parked in front of Wang Wu's house not far away.

There were a few bags of millet piled on the cart.

Xiaocao walked closer and saw that it was the village chief's cart. It seemed that he had borrowed it and had not had time to return it.

I felt relieved.

Xiaocao took great effort to unload the things, put the cart on the ox, and pulled it back to the gate of Li's yard.

Walking into the house, Xiaocao lit the candle with the matches he got from the kitchen and put the matches in his pocket.

Only then did Xiaohua see Li Yougen's body and a large pool of dark red blood on the ground.

Li Yougen died with his eyes wide open, staring unfocused at the corner of the room.

Xiaocao quickly covered Xiaohua's mouth with her hand: "Don't make a sound."

Xiaohua began to cry uncontrollably and her whole body was shaking with fear.

Xiaocao put the hidden money, drawings and newspapers into his pockets one by one, carried his mother on her back on the bed, and asked Xiaohua to take away the bedding.

Before leaving the room, Xiaocao blew out the candle and put it in his pocket.

After leaving the yard, Xiaocao spread the bedding on the ox cart, asked Xiaohua to sit on it, and then put her mother on.

Then Xiaocao picked up the bamboo basket in the kitchen and put the dried mugwort, soapberry and bowls and chopsticks in it.

The dark countryside was eerily quiet, seemingly lifeless, and the silver moonlight cast a mysterious veil over the village.

Little Flower was a little scared and asked Little Grass, "Where are we going?"

"Where's Dad?"

"Sister, brother, is he dead?"

The little flower's face was covered with tears as she sobbed while looking at the little grass.

Xiaocao looked at Xiaohua and said softly, "Xiaohua, do you believe me?"

Looking at Xiaocao's pupils, Xiaohua nodded.

"Then from now on, your task is to look after mother. Let's go to the county town."

Xiaohua's eyes widened: "County town?"

Xiaocao sat on the cart, gently patted the cow's butt with a rattan stick, and the cart slowly started.

Xiaohua asked: "What are we going to do in the county town?"

Xiao Cao said, "Take mother home."

"Go back to my mother's home."