Today is his old lady’s birthday. He bought a little braised vegetables and a noodle and went home.
“This old immortal, I will be dragged to death by her if he doesn’t die” he thought hard in his heart.
The moment I stepped into the house, I began to put a smirk on my face: “Mom, you have a long life today, I will cook a longevity noodle for you!”
The old lady came out tremblingly on her walking stick , Squinting at him, squeezing a “hum” from his nostrils.
He pretended not to see it and entered the kitchen. This old immortal, who was so abused by her, was still not dead. Today, she can no longer be dragged down by her disease! He secretly took out a small bottle in his arms…
“Mom, the noodles are cooked, you eat them while they are hot!” He hurriedly took out the big bowl of noodles and placed them in front of the old lady, “I used to be bad Let you suffer, and we will have a good time in the future.”
“You really… understand?” There are faint tears in the old man’s eyes, and the mother always has the highest expectations for her son. Forgetting all the pains of the past, I immediately forgiven this unscrupulous child.
c1();
“Yes, my son and I will be filial to your old man in the future.” He took the opportunity to push the bowl back in front of the old lady. “The noodles will be cold. Eat it quickly.”
“Okay, okay!” The old man lowered his head excitedly to eat noodles…
At night, the mountain road was rugged. www.guidaye.com Ghost Story
He dragged a cannabis bag with difficulty, and whispered in his mouth: “It’s really fucking heavy!”
Digging pits, covering the soil, all in one go.
He went home contentedly and fell asleep.
Sometimes half awake, there seemed to be something softly brushing his face. He rolled over comfortably, soft, cool…
“What!!!” Woke up awakened. But in horror, he saw a noodle hanging from the corner of his mouth, sitting pale on the bedside looking at him with a pale light on his face.
“Oh…hey, longevity noodles shouldn’t be bitten off and eaten. Mom just patronized and forgot about this stubble…”
“Mom, why are you…”
“Ah, I’m worried that you will make the same mistakes as Mom in the future. I came back to teach you not to make mistakes.” Cold fingers brushed his forehead. “This longevity noodle, can’t be bitten…”
A dangling noodle slowly hangs down from the old lady’s mouth-instantly reaching into his mouth that was forgotten by the panic, like a sword, passing through the intestine.
Longevity noodles cannot be bitten off…