Liu San’er likes to gamble, ten bets and nine loses. He lost his wife and sold his son. Now there is only the old woman lying on the bed. He wants to sell it, but no one wants to buy it.
The old woman was about to die but not to die, so she forced her breath to add to his bad luck on the bed. Liu San’er was flustered when she saw her, and said in her heart that there is such an unlucky old immortal that she can win.
But she is her own mother after all, Liu San’er can’t kill her.
If you can’t kill you, then starve you to death! This is Liu San’er’s idea.
He pulled off the bracelet that his old lady had worn for a lifetime, unplugged her hairpin, changed money, and spent seven days in Chen Jiujia on the third floor. Chen Jiu’s house was a dark scene. Seven days later, Liu San’er left everything he could and left his house empty-handed.
The old lady should always die, right? Liu San’er imagined that when he opened the door, he could really smell the rancid smell coming out of the house. But when he really opened the door, he heard his old lady’s voice: “San’er, are you back?”
Liu San’er almost didn’t scold him, hey, This old thing is not dead yet?
What should I do if I am not dead? no way. Liu San’er let out a dull “um”.
“San’er, my mother is so hungry, let me cook a bowl of porridge for my mother.” The old lady called him tremblingly.
Liu San’er is simply annoying: “Okay, I’m irritated by you every day. I have lost all my money. How can I buy you rice to cook porridge? “
My old lady is silent.
Liu San’er suddenly heard the sound of “creaking” in the room, and he was inexplicably cold.
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After “creaking” sounded for a long time, Liu San’er felt that her legs were soft. Suddenly he remembered what his old mother was relying on, she could not die from starvation for seven days? Could it be…
The “creak” sounded crisply, and Liu San’er did not dare to pass.
“San’er, come here.” The old lady started calling him again, her voice seemed to be stronger than before.
Liu San’er responded, and he found that his voice began to vacillate and began to tremble. He was terribly afraid, but he dared not pass.
The old lady was lying on the bed, her whole body covered in quilt, only her head like a messy skull with white hair was exposed. Liu San’er didn’t know what kind of body the old lady looked like under the quilt.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt scared, and he couldn’t help but squeezed a smile at his old mother: “Mother, you…what’s the matter with you?”
“San’er,” the old lady sighed quietly, “Do you really like gambling that much?”
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