nycdaug Chapter 534 Washing Her Feet
Chapter 534 Washing Her Feet
Bang Geng threw the book on the ground and said, "I don't want your things, don't pretend to be a good person here." Sha Zhu shook his head helplessly. He knew that it was not easy to change Bang Geng's mind. But he still hoped that with the passage of time, Bang Geng would be able to become sensible, understand the difficulty of life, and cherish the kindness of people around him. Days passed, and Qin Huairu worked hard to support the family in the hardship. Her strength and resilience made the neighbors in the courtyard admire her very much. And Bang Geng, after experiencing some things, slowly began to change. Once, Qin Huairu accidentally sprained her foot while working in the factory. She limped back home, exhausted. When Bang Geng saw his mother like this, he felt distressed for the first time. He took the initiative to bring Qin Huairu a basin of hot water to wash her feet, and said, "Mom, don't be too tired, I will help you with work in the future." Qin Huairu was moved by Bang Geng's words, and tears couldn't help bursting out. She knew that her son had finally begun to be sensible. Since then, Banggeng has gradually become sensible. He began to study hard, stopped fighting with other children, and often helped Qin Huairu with some housework. The neighbors in the courtyard were very pleased to see the changes in Banggeng. Although the sudden rainstorm and the death of Jia Dongxu brought great disaster to Qin Huairu's family, it also allowed Banggeng to grow through experience and allowed the family to gradually find a new direction in the predicament. And the neighbors in the courtyard also united and helped each other in this process, and went through this difficult time together.
After Jia Dongxu's unexpected death, the courtyard was shrouded in a layer of haze. Qin Huairu suppressed her grief and, with the help of her neighbors, set about arranging the funeral for Jia Dongxu. On the day of the funeral, the sky was gloomy, and the heavy dark clouds made it hard to breathe, as if even God was mourning for Jia Dongxu's departure. A simple mourning shed was set up on the open space of the courtyard. The mourning hall was filled with wreaths, and a portrait of Jia Dongxu was hung in the middle. His smile in the photo was frozen, but he could no longer respond to everyone's gaze. Qin Huairu was dressed in plain white mourning clothes, her eyes were red and swollen, and her tears seemed to have dried up, leaving only fatigue and sadness in her heart. She numbly greeted the relatives and friends who came to mourn, mechanically repeating the words of thanks. Although Banggeng and his brothers and sisters were still young, they also felt the oppressive atmosphere. They stood quietly by the side, with a hint of fear and confusion in their eyes. Night fell quietly, and the last batch of guests left, and the courtyard returned to silence. Qin Huairu dragged her heavy body and walked into the mourning hall. She sat on the futon, looking at the portrait of Jia Dongxu, with a lot of thoughts in her mind. In the past, although their life was hard, the family was considered happy. Now they are separated by Yin and Yang, how can she not be heartbroken. In the mourning hall, the flames of the candles swayed in the breeze, emitting a faint light, stretching the shadows around, as if countless pairs of eyes were peeping in the dark. Qin Huairu shuddered, hugged her arms, trying to dispel the inexplicable fear in her heart. At this moment, a gloomy wind whistled past, making the door of the mourning hall "clang". Qin Huairu looked at the door in horror, and her heart beat faster involuntarily. Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in her ears, and the voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, revealing endless resentment and coldness. "Qin Huairu... I hate you... I won't let you go..." Qin Huairu's eyes widened, and the blood in her body seemed to freeze instantly. This voice was actually Jia Dongxu's! She stood up tremblingly, and cried in a crying voice: "Dongxu, is that you? You... don't scare me..." "Humph, who else could it be if not me? Why don't you take good care of this family, why did you let me die so early..." The voice became clearer and clearer, as if Jia Dongxu was standing behind her. Qin Huairu turned her head slowly, but saw nothing, only the gloomy voice echoing in her ears. Her legs went weak, and she knelt down with a "thump", crying and said: "Dongxu, I don't want to be like this either. I have been trying to support this family. You left too suddenly. I... I really tried my best..." "Try your best? If you try your best, why is Banggeng so ignorant? Why has our family become so dilapidated?" Jia Dongxu's voice became more and more angry, and it seemed particularly terrifying in the silent night. Qin Huairu was so scared that she was shaking all over, her teeth chattering, and she said, "I... I will educate Banggeng well, I will support the family, you... don't come to me..." "It's too late... It's all too late... Just wait, I will make you pay for all this..." The voice gradually became low, but it still lingered in Qin Huairu's ears. Qin Huairu could no longer bear it, and she crawled out of the mourning hall. She ran all the way, ignoring the pain of falling to the ground, just wanting to escape from this terrible place as soon as possible. She ran to the middle of the courtyard and shouted for help: "Help! There is a ghost!" The sound traveled far in the silent night, waking up many sleeping neighbors. Yi Zhonghai was the first to rush out, holding a flashlight in his hand, and asked anxiously: "Qin Huairu, what's wrong? What happened?" Qin Huairu grabbed Yi Zhonghai's arm and said incoherently: "Uncle, I... I heard Dongxu's voice. He said he hated me and he would not let me go..." Yi Zhonghai frowned and comforted: "Qin Huairu, don't panic. This may be an illusion caused by your tiredness. Dongxu is gone. How could..." Before he finished speaking, another gust of cold wind blew, and the atmosphere around became more and more weird. Everyone couldn't help shivering, and an inexplicable fear spread in the courtyard. At this time, Sha Zhu also rushed over. He looked at the panicked Qin Huairu and said: "Uncle, I think this matter is a bit weird. How about asking someone who knows the business to take a look?" Yi Zhonghai hesitated and nodded. After all, in this era, people still have awe of such supernatural events. Soon, the neighbors of the courtyard pooled their money to invite a witch who was said to be very powerful. The witch was dressed in a black robe, a black hat, and had a mysterious look on her face. The witch walked into the mourning hall, looked around, and then took out some talismans and incense from her bag. She lit the incense, muttered something, and then pasted the talismans in various corners of the mourning hall. After doing all this, the witch came to Qin Huairu and said, "Sister-in-law, your man is too resentful. I'm afraid he has some unfulfilled wishes. Think carefully, is there anything he couldn't let go of when he was alive?"