At that time it was raining, and my uncle was sitting alone in the cold alley. The dark and dilapidated alley is really horrible. He is a single person and lives on the fourth floor. The neighbor is a family of two mothers and sons. According to his uncle, the mother and son often hid in the house. They rarely go out and have strange characters, but they have a good relationship with their uncle. The mother is old, two to seventy, the son is only twenty-four years old, and still a dumb.
On that night, something incredible happened. The dumb boy opened the door. The uncle asked him what he was doing. He responded in sign language, probably to buy oil. It was almost late at night and he had not returned. Where did he go? Soon the dumb mother came out and asked her uncle why he had not returned because he had been there for four hours. Uncle said: “Come on! Rest assured, he is such a big man and filial, in short, he will not do bad things! Maybe go to his friend’s house to play, you go in and sleep, I will wake you up when he comes back!” But after waiting and waiting, it was just one o’clock in the morning, when my uncle began to doze off, and the rain was getting bigger and bigger. Thunder and lightning flashed in an instant, and the storm was as dark as rain. While my uncle was sleeping and waking up, I suddenly heard bursts of mournful crying and slow footsteps, as if gradually coming up from the ground. One step at a time, one step at a time, I saw it. In the hazy, my uncle saw a fat man, who looked like a dumb boy. He thought, “The dumb boy is finally back.” When he woke up, there was no one around him. Was he wrong? However, Uncle really fell asleep. After a while, I felt someone pressing his shoulders and said, “Uncle De, your mother will be taken care of by you in the future, and I will not come back in the future. Please take care of my mother on my behalf. Please, thank you!” I feel very strange: “Isn’t this mute? Why does he speak?” In his dream, he saw that the mute had just been knocked down by the truck and lay down on the cold and wet road, covered in blood. At this juncture, his uncle suddenly bounced, and then looked at the opposite road. He couldn’t help creeping, slowly closed his eyes, and then fainted. It wasn’t sober until eight o’clock in the morning, and immediately got up and looked across the road, only to see the cars coming and going, as in the past, like a dream.
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He somehow said to the dumb mom, walked to the dumb house to knock on the door, knocked for a long time, and finally opened the door, but it was an empty room, There was no one, but why did the door open? Where is the dumb mom? My uncle was so scared that he ran downstairs quickly, not daring to stay alone in this room. He was shocked. Everything also seems to be confusing, like a dream, always only in my mind.