Scum Male’s Whitewashing Manual

Chapter 112: God stick (3)

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He followed the old lady into the house. This house must have been old for some time. The walls were dark, but it was neatly arranged. It could be seen that the owner was living life with great care.

As soon as he came to the table, there was a sound of something falling to the ground in the room, followed by a vague cry.

"Ah-ah-"

It was called a cry, but it was more like an unconscious sound. The old lady who was walking in small steps just now sped up a lot. She opened the door and walked in, her voice hurried and worried, "Why did you wake up? Yes, does it hurt from the fall? Huh?"

"ah-"

The old man who fell to the ground and couldn't turn over after working hard for a long time stretched out his hands to scratch on the ground. His eyes were blurred, his mouth drooled unconsciously, and his mouth was rubbing against the floor. Wei Mingyan even smelled the smell of urine in the room .

According to the hospital, the old man's illness was dementia.

No consciousness, can't speak, can't take care of himself, and doesn't even have a simple concept of food.

"Come on, be careful, take your time..."

The old lady was getting old, and she didn't have much strength, but she abruptly helped her husband who was a head taller than herself, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her husband's saliva as usual.

Her movements were gentle and fast, and within a few minutes, the old man had been cleaned up and placed on the bed properly.

"It's hard work taking care of him."

The man in Taoist robe watched the scene quietly under the dim light, his voice was clear and indifferent, as if he had no emotion at all.

"You have no children, and you can only do everything by yourself. Isn't it very tiring to carry this family?"

"tired."

The old lady gently helped her husband tuck the corner of the quilt, with tears on her lips, but firm eyes in her eyes, she trembled and replied softly, "He has taken care of me all my life, and made me live happily until now, now It’s my turn, no matter how tired I am, it’s worth it.”

She looked at her husband with gentle and affectionate eyes, as if she was still the teenage girl looking at her hero, and her hands were not serious, helping her husband massage his stiff arms.

"We've been together for almost fifty years... We agreed to go together, well, we just went out, why is it like this..."

Wei Mingyan stepped into the room, looked at the transparent old man who had been following the old lady, looked at her with sad eyes, and then looked at the room.

Clean and clean, without any bad luck.

"You two are very kind and have helped many people."

"Yeah." The old lady smiled wryly, "He is a teacher, and he doesn't like the hardships of the students. Once the salary is paid, it basically loses half of it. He has been retired for such a long time. During the holidays, students come to see him at home." us."

"Grandmaster!"

She stood up tremblingly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Before, you said that you have other ways..."

"I beg you to cure him, I have lived with him all my life, he is really a good man, a good man, shouldn't he be rewarded..."

"The good deeds he has done over the years are indeed useful."

Wei Mingyan fumbled in his sleeve and took out the needle that was just used in the hospital.

"Although the car that was supposed to hit him didn't hit him, it frightened his soul out. There are three souls and seven souls in a person. If one is missing, he is like a walking dead."

"Three souls and seven souls... three souls and seven souls..."

The old lady said a few words with tears in her eyes, and begged, "Then, can you get his soul back? Call the soul, can you call the soul?"

"I can return his soul to his place." The handsome Taoist priest lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the old man who had fallen asleep on the bed. His voice was neither sad nor happy, "but he can only live for one day."

"one day… "

The old lady trembled her lips, tears could no longer be held back, and fell down her wrinkled cheeks, "Why, why is there only one day..."

She was crying very sadly, but tried hard to hold back. The old man at the side saw it, and anxiously stretched out his hand to wipe her tears. He opened his mouth to comfort this person whom he had spoiled all his life, but he had only one soul , there is no sound.

Don't cry, don't cry.

Seeing you cry makes me sad.

"Shouyuan is like this, even if his soul doesn't return to his place, he will stop breathing at 12:31 noon tomorrow."

Wei Mingyan withdrew his eyes from the old man, his eyes were calm, "Now, do you want me to wake him up?"

The old lady held her husband's hand tightly.

Since his accident, everyone told her that he couldn't wake up and was suffering from dementia, but she didn't believe it. Didn't this man promise to protect her for the rest of his life

He became like a child, but he was more difficult to serve than a child, he could get lost if he didn't pay attention, he said words that no one could understand, and played with things that no one could see.

He will not take her hand for a walk with a smile like before, nor will he go out fishing with a smile, and come back to make fish soup for her to replenish her body.

He washed her feet for fifty years, she asked him if he felt tired, and he said with a smile that as long as he was around, she wouldn't want to work.

Although he was confused, she also took care of him very hard, hoping that her husband would wake up again, and hope that he could smile at her again.

But why, only one day...

"Why are you so cruel... why are you... so cruel..."

The white-haired old man grabbed her husband's hand, crying almost heartbroken, "Didn't you say that you want to stay with me and take care of me?"

"fraud!"

don't cry.

I didn't mean to, I've been with you all the time.

The old man stretched out his hand helplessly, but the soul that cannot be touched by human beings was lost again and again. His eyes were full of anxiety and despair, and his old eyes were full of prayers, looking at the indifferent Taoist priest.

Don't make her feel so bad.

Tell her I'm always there for her.

Even if I die.

"You have five years and four days to live."

"If it wasn't for suicide, two years later, you would be sent to the hospital because of paralysis, and you would die in bed after lying in pain for two years."

"You can choose to transfer the last two years of your life to your husband."

The magnetic slow tone fell into her ears, Granny Zhao cried out, raised her head with tears in her eyes, and met the gaze of that handsome man.

His eyebrows were flat, as if he was outside the door just now, and his lips were slightly raised, revealing a slight smile.

"Excuse me, have you heard of it?"

****

The people in Anlu Lane were surprised to find that the person who was judged by the doctor to be dementia, who was basically impossible to wake up again, actually woke up.

This old couple has lived here for a long time. Basically, the young people in this alley were raised by them, and soon someone came to visit.

Granny Zhao thanked her gratefully with a smile on her face. Someone brought a box of milk, and she was about to take it when the tall and thin old man put down the rag that was wiping the table, and took it as if he was afraid that his wife would be tired.

"I'll come, you just sit down."

"Grandpa An still loves you so much, I really envy the relationship between you two."

Granny Zhao narrowed her eyes with a smile, "He, that's the way he is."

Many people came that day, most of them were old men's students who came to visit the sober teacher. When it was dusk, the husband and wife walked out slowly with each other's support.

When I met someone on the road, I greeted them, "Grandpa An, Granny Zhao, are you out for a walk?"

"Yeah, taking two steps is good for your health."

The old man was still the same as before, and answered with a smile. After walking for a while, he took out an orange from the bag he had been carrying.

Peeled the skin and handed it to my wife. Seeing that Granny Zhao ate it, she asked like a treasure, "Is it sweet?"

"sweet."

At dusk, the two sat on a bench, Granny Zhao leaned her head gently on her husband's shoulder, watching the crowds coming and going.

"After two years, let's be buried in the same coffin, shall we?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The old man looked at his wife tenderly, and stretched out his hand to help her straighten her hair, "Thank you for your hard work these days."

Under the setting sun, the two old men sitting on the bench were laughing, and their shadows merged on the ground.

They will die together at exactly the same time in two years time.

No one knew that in the original fate, the old man left first, and Granny Zhao drank the pesticide in pain, and only followed after a day.

Wei Mingyan stood under the willow tree, looking at the two elderly figures with their backs to him from a distance, his lips curled up slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

He reached out and pulled a willow branch off.

"Mom said you can't pull the branches, the tree will hurt."

The slender fingers holding the branch paused slightly, and the man's eyes moved down, and landed on the little girl sitting under the tree, raising her cute face to look at him.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'll wait for my mother to come and pick me up." The little girl is very cute, with fair skin and delicate features like a doll. She is wearing a beautiful sky blue dress and a pair of black leather shoes. Well looked after.

Wei Mingyan also sat under the tree holding a willow branch. A pair of slender and pale hands shuttled among the branches, weaving a wreath.

The little girl opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Uncle, you are amazing."

"Call Grandpa."

Wei Mingyan corrected her address, raised his hand, and placed the wreath made of willow branches on the little girl's head.

She was so happy, she stretched out her hand to touch it, her big beautiful eyes were full of excitement, "Is this for me?"

"Is it comfortable to wear?" Wei Mingyan asked.

"Very comfortable."

"Don't take it off if it's comfortable, it can help you block the sun."

The little girl thanked sweetly, "Thank you uncle, but don't fold the leaves next time, they will hurt."

"Leaves don't hurt, people do."

"I want to call you Grandpa, you know?"

Looking at the innocent and lovely little girl, the handsome Daoist showed a gentle smile for the first time. He stretched out his hand and gently pinched the little girl's soft face. Seeing that she obediently opened her eyes and looked at him, he did not hide. Kai, said softly, "Grandpa will take you to find mom, okay?"

"Okay." The little girl agreed bluntly, but when she thought of something, her face showed hesitation.

"But my mother said, you can't go with a stranger."

"It was Mom who sent Grandpa to look for you." The Taoist priest asked in a gentle voice, "Is your name Qiuqiu? You have been away from Mom for too long, and she misses you."

The little girl's lovely face was dubious, "I, I just waited for a little while..."

"Let's go, you should go home."

Wei Mingyan took the little girl's hand, glanced at the two old people who were leaning together under the setting sun from a distance, and left here at a leisurely pace.

****

"Hello, have you ever seen my daughter, who is so tall, wearing a blue skirt, with two shofar braids, this is her photo..."

"Hello, have you ever seen a little girl, so tall, wearing a blue dress..."

The haggard-faced woman stood at the intersection with red eyes, and when she saw someone coming, she hurried forward with a leaflet in her hand to inquire.

Her face was as white as paper, and her eyes were bruised and purple. It could be seen that she hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and even her footsteps were a little swaying when she walked, but even so, she tried her best to walk towards everyone who passed by.

Someone passed by in a hurry, and waved away without even looking at the photo in her hand. Someone saw her and took it over and said, "Let me keep an eye out for you, and I will call you if I see her."

"Thank you, thank you..."

The woman bowed gratefully and thanked him. With hope, she gave the missing person notice of the photo in her hand to the man.

She stood here for a whole day today, and she was dizzy from the sun for a long time. She thanked you so excitedly just now, and now her head hurts a little.

Shaking her body, she looked at the road that seemed to be empty for a moment, and was about to change to another road to continue, when a pair of black road shoes suddenly stood in front of her.

The woman slowly raised her head in confusion, her eyes followed the long robe, and met the handsome face in front of her.

She subconsciously passed the flyer in her hand, "Hello, have you ever seen a little girl..."

Wei Mingyan took the leaflet.

[Qiu Qiuqiu, seven years old, missing time...]

It has been missing for three days.

"Mother!!"

The little girl who had been following her obediently rushed to her mother happily, and held her hand as before, "Mom, where have you been? I have been waiting for a long time..."

She wanted to hug her mother's hand happily and with a little complaint, but her immature little hand passed through her mother's hand as if it had touched the air.

"Mother?"

The little girl looked at her own hand in confusion, and then at her mother's hand, trying to reach out reluctantly.

The only thing you can get is to go through it again.

"Why, why can't I meet mom... Mom, mom, look at me..."

"Qiuqiu is calling you, mom..."

The woman was completely unaware that her daughter was calling her in fear. She looked at the Taoist priest who seemed to be meditating, with hope in her eyes.

She asked cautiously and hopefully, "You, have you seen my daughter?"

"She's been missing for three days, wearing a blue dress, this is, this is the picture..."

"Mom, what are you talking about, I'm right here..."

The little girl was frightened and wronged, so she couldn't help sobbing and began to cry. She wanted to pull her mother's clothes for comfort while crying, but when her hands were worn through again, the tears flowed more fiercely.

"do not Cry."

Wei Mingyan squatted down, gently helped her straighten the corolla made of willow branches, and coaxed softly, "It's not good for you to cry too much."

"Mom, mom can't see me, mom ignores me... Uncle, let mom see me..."

It's okay if he doesn't coax her, but after coaxing her like this, the little girl cried even more.

With a pale face, the woman stared blankly at the strange Taoist priest in front of him. He squatted halfway, looking forward, with a helpless expression on his face.

His tone of voice was very slow, gently and slowly, but full of the charm of not knowing what it was, "Qiuqiu is obedient, be good, and mother will be able to see you."

The woman looked in the direction where the handsome Taoist priest was speaking, and there was only a piece of air.

Shouldn't believe it.

It must be fake.

After convincing herself like this, tears immediately burst into her eyes, even though she couldn't believe it in her heart, she could tell her intuitively.

There, is her daughter.

"Qiuqiu, is it my Qiuqiu..."

She opened her bloodshot eyes wide and touched the air with trembling hands.

"Mother!!"

The little girl thought that her mother could really see her, tears were still hanging on her face, she raised her smiling face so coaxingly, and threw herself into her mother's arms.

Women are obviously invisible, but from Wei Mingyan's point of view, it was she who held her daughter in her arms.

He lowered his eyes slightly and let out a barely audible sigh.

"Ms. Liu, your daughter died in a car accident three days ago."

"no, I can not… "

The woman's eyes were bloodshot, she held her daughter in a desperate position, and murmured, "Qiuqiu is only seven years old, she just started elementary school, and she has to go to middle school, high school, college..."

"She's not going to die, she's definitely not going to die..."

"Mom?" The little girl looked at the different mother anxiously, raised her head in doubt, her eyes were still red from crying just now, she asked in a low voice, "Am I dead?"

"Come on, Qiuqiu, come here."

She was wondering, when she suddenly heard a strange uncle's voice, she subconsciously got out of her mother's arms, and obediently walked over.

"No!!! Qiuqiu!!!"

She couldn't see anything, but the woman seemed to be aware of it. She cried out her daughter's name in pain like crazy, "Come to Mommy, come to Mommy..."

"You're not dead, you're not dead, you're alive, I know, I know my daughter is alive..."

But having said that, memories, like these days, flooded into my mind again.

Three days ago, like before, she picked up her daughter who had just finished school and went to work in the supermarket by herself.

The daughter was obediently doing her homework at the door, but the eraser fell out of the door, and she said, "Mom, the eraser fell off."

She was arranging the shelves at the time, and replied casually, "Just pick it up."

It was that sentence, Qiuqiu went out and was hit to death by a car that came suddenly.

She lost her daughter because of her one word.

The woman couldn't accept that she killed her daughter. She forced herself to forget the fact that her daughter had died, printed a missing person notice, and searched all over the street.

She would rather lose her daughter.

Don't want her to die either! !

She knelt on the ground like a sinner, knocked her head heavily on the ground, and begged the strange Taoist priest in front of her, "Please give me back my daughter, give me back..."

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't asked her to pick it up, she would have been fine. I know I was wrong. Take my life and let my daughter come back, please..."

"it's not your fault."

A gentle magnetic voice sounded faintly, it was obviously not loud, but it entered her ears clearly.

"There shouldn't be a car there. It was the driver who hit Qiuqiu and drove up drunk."

The woman raised her head with tears all over her face, a pair of slender hands supported her arms, and slowly helped her up.

"You are not wrong, and your daughter does not blame you."

Wei Mingyan looked at the woman and said word by word, "She has been looking for you, but she is too young to find her way home."

"Now, I'll give her back to you."

He patted the shoulder of the little girl next to him and let her pass.

The woman first stared at the person in front of her with a face full of pain, and then she suddenly smiled, smiling, tears falling down.

A pair of small hands held her carefully.

"Qiuqiu, is that you..." she asked.

A small childish voice sounded, "Mom..."

For a moment, the woman burst into tears.

"Qiuqiu still wants to continue to be your child."

Looking at the little girl who was carefully putting her face in her mother's arms, Wei Mingyan stretched out his hand and patted her head.

"You are pregnant now, and the child has not yet grown arms and legs. Taking this opportunity, Qiuqiu will live in your stomach and be reborn with the help of your younger brother. Eight months later, you will give birth to a pair of twins."

The woman didn't know that she was pregnant, but she immediately believed the words of the person in front of her. She put her trembling hands on her abdomen, "Qiuqiu, can Qiuqiu come back?"

"She was resurrected with the help of her younger brother. Both body and soul are very fragile. During these eight months, no matter what happens, you must maintain a peaceful mind, get enough sleep, and not lose the nutrients you need."

Listening to the priest's instructions in front of her, the woman nodded her head desperately as if she had gotten a task that must be completed, "I, I remember, I will take good care of my body."

The handsome man smiled. He took the little girl's hand, and slowly and gently placed it on the woman's flat belly.

"Qiuqiu, my younger brother lives here. He is very lonely by himself. You go in and live with him, and come out to see your mother in eight months, okay?"

The little girl in a beautiful blue dress looked at her mother's belly curiously, and raised her face to her tear-stained face.

Wei Mingyan let go of his hand slowly, and the woman could feel that a small hand was touching her lower abdomen.

She shed tears silently, and said with a choked voice, "Qiuqiu, can you continue to be a mother's child?"

"Mom swears, this time, she will definitely protect you."

"Mom, I like my mother the most!"

She heard the sweet voice of her daughter.

The touch on the stomach disappeared, replaced by a momentary warmth in the lower abdomen.

The woman closed her eyes and tightly covered her lower abdomen with her hands, as if she was afraid that her daughter would come out again, crying sobbingly.

her treasure.

Finally, it's back.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

Looking at the woman who kept apologizing, the handsome man in Taoist robe raised his eyebrows slightly, "Remember, these eight months are Qiuqiu's last chance to be reborn, and your body is her reliance, so you must not let this body Anything goes wrong."

Although the woman was crying, she nodded hopefully, unlike the ashes of the previous few days.

She must protect herself and her children.

****

"The little girl is so cute, she can open her eyes just one day after she was born."

The pregnant woman with a big belly stood in front of the bed with love in her eyes, carefully touched the baby who was looking at her with bright black eyes, and said enviously, "If only I had a daughter too, be nice, cute, You can also buy her a lot of beautiful clothes."

Qian Miao replied with a smile, "Didn't you still want a gentleman's little boy yesterday?"

"The little boy is still too naughty. It's better to be a little girl. She can also dress up beautifully. When she grows up, she can go shopping together."

"Qiqi, little Qiqi..."

The more she looked at it, the more she fell in love with this baby who was obediently looking around with bright black eyes, and she wished she could give birth to a daughter right away.

The door opened, and Fu Yunyun, who was off work, opened the door and came in.

"Come on, let me see if Xiao Qiqi has grown up a bit."

Qian Miao looked helplessly at her friend who was out of character, "You are confused, didn't you just read it at noon?"

"Children look the same every day, not to mention that we, Qiqi, are so cute. Hey, come on, auntie touches the little hands."

After teasing the baby for a while, Fu Yunyun glanced at the pregnant woman who had already sat back on her bed like a thief, and quietly squeezed to her friend's side.

"Miao Miao, can you help me speak nicely to your father-in-law and ask him to show me too."

She said with a rare twist, "Well, I want to count the marriage..."

Qian Miao was in a bit of a dilemma. She had always had a bad relationship with her father-in-law. To be honest, if she hadn't been counted on giving birth to her daughter yesterday, Qian Miao still felt that her father-in-law was a liar.

"If he comes here, let me ask for you. My father-in-law has a weird temper. Don't expect too much."

"It's okay, it's okay, experts are like this, I understand, I understand!!"

While Fu Yunyun was talking, the door of the ward opened again.

A man in a Taoist robe walked in slowly with a rattle.

Fu Yunyun, who was still looking forward to it just now, looked at the handsome face in front of her that didn't look like a forty-five-year-old face, and she almost immediately became cowardly.

She silently stood back to make room for Wei Mingyan.

"Where's the stupid son?"

Qian Miao was nervous when she saw her father-in-law. She subconsciously reached out and grabbed the gossip mirror hanging around her neck, and stammered, "He went downstairs to buy food."

"Call him, I didn't eat."

"Hey, okay, I'll call now."

Facing this really capable father-in-law, Qian Miao didn't dare to neglect at all, and called her husband when he touched the mobile phone next to the pillow.

While she was on the phone, Wei Mingyan was standing by the bed, teasing his granddaughter with a rattle.

The baby is still young, so of course he doesn't respond, and he doesn't dislike it, just playing with the rattle, with a smile even on the corner of his lips.

Fu Yunyun in the ward and the pregnant woman sitting on the bed were surprised by this difference in attitude towards her daughter-in-law and her granddaughter.

Just when they were wondering whether the relationship between Qian Miao and her father-in-law was not good, within ten minutes, Wei Jin, who was sweating profusely, came back with a meal.

As soon as he entered the door, he smiled at his father, "Dad, come and see us."

Wei Mingyan drooped his eyelids, and said calmly, "What's so interesting about you, I'm here to see my granddaughter."

"Where's my meal?"

"Hey, here, here, Miaomiao can only eat light food now, so all I buy is porridge."

Wei Jin had long been used to his father's look of "you are all mortals and don't deserve my attention", so he didn't care, he opened the bag and started to get food out.

A bowl of porridge was handed to his eyes, and the handsome man in Taoist robe glanced at him, "You eat this bowl."

"Oh, okay, Dad, you can eat this."

"Come on, Miaomiao, I'll feed you."

Wei Jin picked up the bowl of porridge that was rejected by his father just now, and prepared to feed his wife who had just given birth.

"Qian Miao can't eat this."

Wei Mingyan blew on the bowl in his hand, took a sip with lowered eyes, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and took another sip.

Qian Miao, who had turned into a quail from just now and dared not move, quickly closed her open mouth and stopped eating.

After Wei Mingyan's fortune-telling yesterday, even if her father-in-law said that she couldn't eat today, she would definitely listen.

What's more, didn't she have some bloody disaster!

"Why? Is this bowl of porridge bad?"

Wei Jin also thought of this, and quickly put down the bowl of porridge, not daring to feed it anymore.

"It's nothing, there's a bug in it."

Wei Mingyan took another sip of porridge, with a flat expression as if he was talking about a very normal thing, "You have rough skin and thick flesh, it's fine to eat a bug, but Qian Miao will probably vomit after eating it."

"How is it possible? I watched them serve this porridge with my own eyes. How could there be worms..."

Knowing that it was not a bloody disaster, Wei Jin heaved a sigh of relief, and while talking, went to stir with a spoon.

He still believed in his eyes... Bugs? ?

Wei Jin silently put down the bowl of porridge and picked up another bowl.

But in the end it was still a bit sad, "Dad, if you don't eat bugs, how can you feed them to me?"

Wei Mingyan had already finished the porridge in his hand.

He put down the bowl, with a calm expression on his face, "Then have you eaten now?"

Wei Jin: "...No."

"Dad, this porridge is all made in one pot..."

"Your worm fell into it after it was packed."

The handsome man glanced at his son, and his eyes were nothing more than 'how can you be so stupid as my son'.

Wei Jin: "..." He was speechless.

Fu Yunyun, who watched the whole process, was already dumbfounded.

Wei Jin had been holding the bowl of porridge just now.

The porridge surface was clean, but the man didn't even touch it, so he knew there were bugs in it

What is a master, this is the master! !

She was so excited that she couldn't care less about cowardice, and cautiously approached, "Well, hello uncle, I'm Miaomiao's colleague, well, I want to figure it out..."

"If you don't dislike it, just make a price. I will never bargain."

Wei Mingyan stood up holding his little granddaughter, patted the sleeping baby gently with his slender hands, glanced at Fu Yunyun's face, and then turned his attention to the little granddaughter again.

"You don't need to pay."

Fu Yunyun was overjoyed, could it be because of her friends

Sure enough, there are people in the court who are good at handling things.

She wanted to decline a few more times, but the handsome Taoist priest said a few words, "I never ask for money to tell the fortunes of people with bloody disasters."

Yes, he has always been so principled.