The cold moon rose into the sky, making everything around it cold and terrifying.
Qiu Shi heard the sound of nails being hammered into the side courtyard. It was intermittent and did not stop. She ran to her grandfather's room and dragged him to take a look.
" Bang--ang!"
The voice came from the bomb shelter in the backyard, which was usually used to store food for the winter, such as sweet potatoes and potatoes. Qiu Shi and her grandfather held their breaths and tiptoed toward the light.
" Kuang ang--ang... ang--”
The voice was getting closer and closer. As they looked over, Qiu Shi and her grandfather's anxious hearts did not know if they were relieved or raised by half.
"Xiang, why didn't you sleep in the middle of the night?”The old master was a little confused and asked his son.
"What do you know? Stay away from me!”Xiang showed no respect and was too lazy to turn his head.
Qiu Shi said timidly,"We came over because we heard…heard voices…We thought…thought…"
Xiang heard Qiu Shi's voice and turned his head around. His face looked hideous and terrifying under the light of the oil lamp." Didn't you want your mother to come back? Come and take a look at this formation I made. Yes, I can guarantee that she will be back in less than three days.”
Qiu Shi's legs trembled as she moved forward. She saw her mother's old shoes on the ground, pierced through by seven wooden nails. There was a piece of yellow paper with her birth characters written on it. There was also a full-body photo of her mother. Her legs and feet were nailed into a mess, and there was a nail in her throat.
How could he not be afraid when he saw such a scene? She clung tightly to the corner of her grandfather's clothes, trembling. Then, she ran back…
The house of the owner of the tile kiln opposite---？Qiu Shi was sure that she saw the name of the owner of the kiln nailed to the ground.
Demons! This person was definitely a devil!
After that, the sound of nails being hammered would be heard in the bomb shelter every night for many days.
A week later, the brick kiln opposite really collapsed. The son died inside, but the father survived. When Xiang learned of this news, his eyes hung down and he revealed a strange smile.
Half a month later, Ru Xian really returned home.
"Why are you back so soon this time?”Xiang took the backpack from Ru Xian's shoulder and asked casually.
"I don't know why, but I've been feeling particularly uncomfortable in my throat recently. I keep feeling that there's something stuck in it. I can't spit it out or swallow it.”After hearing Ru Xian's words, Xiang's eyes lit up with joy.
Later, Ruxian went to the county hospital for a check-up. The doctor said that there was a tumor in her throat that needed to be removed. After the operation, she stayed at home for less than half a month before leaving.
"Damn it, I'll cut out her hamstrings sooner or later!”Looking at the back of the beauty that was gradually leaving, Xiang muttered softly. Although his voice was very soft, Qiu Shi heard it clearly.
Break the hamstring?
How cruel and painful was that?!
Just listening to it made Qiu Shi's hair stand on end and her feet go numb.
She couldn't stop her thoughts from imagining that terrifying scene. It was like her father kicking her bed while she was sleeping. Her mother would also be tied up by her father while she was sleeping. His face had an extremely terrifying and dark smile on his face. The knife in his hand pierced through her mother's heel. Dark red blood flowed out and formed a line drop by drop.
Qiu Shi tossed and turned on the makeshift bed above the pigsty, unable to fall asleep. Although her mother had left, she would be back soon. What should she do then?!
Winter nights were really long.
5:20 the next morning.
Qiu Shi was barefooted as she started a fire in the kitchen. On one of the stoves was pig feed, and on the other was porridge. The wounds on her body were inflamed again. After being roasted by the fire, it was extremely itchy. Qiu Shi took off her coat and scratched her body.
Qiu Shi's grandfather was a 77-year-old man who did not sleep well. From the bedroom next to the wall, he heard the sound of his granddaughter starting a fire. He put on his clothes and walked into the kitchen.
This kind old man was a good old man and had no culture. He didn't even know how to write his own name. He didn't have any other hobbies. The only thing he liked was smoking tobacco. There were many times when Qiu Shi's wounds were infected with pus, and her grandfather would pick out black and shiny smoke from his pipe to help her relieve the pain.
Qiu Shi liked her grandfather very much. Not only was he his grandfather, but he was also his benefactor who had saved his life countless times. She often helped her grandfather roll cigarettes. When her grandfather was picking manure and digging soil, she would bring water to him. When it was time to eat, she would help her grandfather massage his back and add more rice.
"Minmin, stop scratching. Come, let Grandpa apply some medicine for you.”Grandpa shook his pipe and broke off a bamboo stick. He took out smoke oil from the pipe and smeared it on Qiu Shi's face.
At this moment, Xiang also walked into the kitchen. Qiu Shi's heart instantly started beating faster.
He sat next to the stove and added a few firewood to the stove. Without saying a word, he stood up and left.
Qiu Shi and her grandfather's hanging hearts slowly relaxed. She immediately returned to the stove and watched the dancing flames."The rice grains in the pot, quickly turn into rice! This way, I can leave this place earlier."
"This is the medicinal wine I concocted. If you drink it, you won't get inflamed. There won't be any scars in the future." Xiang came to the kitchen again and handed a small cup of yellow medicinal wine to Qiu Shi.
Qiu Shi was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. There was an indescribable feeling in her heart. She timidly glanced at the man who she had called father for eight years before taking the cup and downing it without thinking.
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