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Chapter 33 Nightmare

The funeral process in Qihe Village was cumbersome, but Nan Hongzu kept everything simple, and gave Nan Xiujuan a funeral after two days.In this self-sufficient village with no surveillance, people don't even have death certificates after they die.

On the day of the burial, Nan Hongzu didn't seem very sad. He put Nan Xiujuan on the edge of the pond where the seven rivers converged. The scenery was beautiful, and the funeral was also beautiful.Nan Zhuo and Nan Yan cried when they were covering the soil. Nan Hongzu looked down at his two sons with a cold face, and threw two gold chains and a gold bracelet into the pit with his hands raised.

The villagers' eyes widened when they saw it. Nan Hongzu buried his sister with something that they could never touch in their lifetime.

The funeral was very tiring, and Nan Hongzu got up very late the next day.Nan Zhuo was the first to wake up at home. He sat on the floor of the outhouse and slept with his back against the wall all night. The room Mr. Nan Xiujuan lived in was not good for people anymore. The place where they slept before was Nan Hong these days. Zu lives.

Nan Yan slept on Nan Xiujuan's reclining chair. The two children didn't feel the so-called creepy thing. The reclining chair was more comfortable than the ground, so Nan Zhuo asked his younger brother to climb up to sleep.

It's not yet dawn, Nan Zhuo's body is sore after standing up, and he's more tired after sleeping than if he hasn't slept.He sat on the threshold of the courtyard, staring at the well in front of the door in a daze.

Nan Xiujuan said that her mother used to always sit on the edge of the well and look into the distance.

Nan Zhuo walked over and sat on the edge of the well, looking into the distance.

He imagined his mother's posture, looking in the direction of the field, which is also the direction from the village.Through the shadows of the whirling trees, he saw the night stars gradually disappearing in the sky, and everything was shrouded in the faint purple light before the real dawn.The wind swayed the grain fields, and then swayed the overgrown weeds and dandelions. The birds were singing beautifully, forming a gentle summer morning.

Nan Zhuo seems to understand his mother's mood, this feeling that he is the only one left in the world, he still has endless aftertaste for many years.I can't say I'm very happy, and I'm not alone, but very peaceful.

In the afternoon, Nan Hongzu sat on the reclining chair. On the small table next to him was not only a needle tube, but also a small red pill, which Nan Xiujuan did not have before.Nan Hongzu heated the tablet, and a very novel smell came out.

"Brother," Nan Yan stood behind Nan Zhuo, whispered, "It smells so good."

Nanzhuo nodded. This smell is really good, as if it has some kind of substance, and it feels smooth when it enters the nasal cavity and lungs.But he remembered Nan Xiujuan, turned around and covered his brother's mouth and nose, and said, "Don't smell it."

At this time, Nan Hongzu closed his eyes, already a little delirious, chanting words without knowing what he was talking about.Nan Zhuo walked over and said, "Dad."

Nan Hongzu didn't open his eyes, Nan Zhuo said, "I'll take Nan Yan to play on the hillside."

Nan Xiujuan didn't care about them before, but since Nan Hongzu came back, the two brothers have to tell their father when they go there.Nan Zhuo waited, Nan Hongzu must have heard his question, waved his hand impatiently, and Nan Zhuo took his younger brother to go.

They had no other place to go, but lay down on the hillside not far from the pond.Here they can overlook the ripples on the water, the reeds fluttering in the wind, and the grave of their aunt.

Nan Yan propped his elbows on the ground, he looked at the pond, then at Nan Zhuo, and suddenly said: "Brother, aunt is really dead."

"Well," Nan Zhuo said in a flat tone, "he's dead."

He stared at Nan Xiujuan's grave, Nan Yan waited for a while, then reached out to pull his brother's face.Nan Zhuo took good care of his younger brother, and the two endured hardships together, but when only facing him, Nan Yan could be willful.

"Brother," Nan Yan pinched his cheek, "Brother, look at me!"

Nan Zhuo looked at him, his mouth was pouting.He stared and said vaguely: "Nan Yan!"

Nan Yan let go of his hand and asked, "Are you sad?"

"Sad," Nan Zhuo said without changing his face, "Didn't we all cry yesterday?"

"But I still want to cry," Nan Yan pouted, "I dreamed of my aunt last night. She was cooking in the kitchen, and we served the meal together. There was no scar on her face... she Said to cook every day from now on."

"Don't cry," Nan Zhuo now pinched his younger brother's face, and he said, "Crying will damage your eyes, you want to become blind, don't you?"

Nan Yan shook his head vigorously, and the dangling water in his eyes was suppressed abruptly.Nan Zhuo slowly let go of his hand and said, "I'm going to learn, and I'll cook for you every day from now on."

Nan Yan's eye circles were a little red, he nodded, and then whispered: "Brother, I don't think Dad likes us very much."

Nan Zhuo didn't need to ask why, he agreed.The father and son were more like strangers, sitting at the same table without talking. When facing Nan Hongzu, Nan Yan was more afraid than Nan Zhuo, and Nan Zhuo stood in front of everything.Yesterday Nan Hongzu asked them to pass a glass of water, Nan Yan stood at the door of the kitchen holding the glass for a few minutes, not daring to go out, finally Nan Zhuo took it and gave it to Nan Hongzu.

Nan Zhuo touched his younger brother's head and said, "If you don't like it, you don't like it. Why do you insist that he like it?"

"I'm afraid he won't give us food, and won't take us to the city." Nan Yan said slowly, "Brother, I'm afraid, I still want to eat biscuits."

Now the family does have a lot of food to eat. Nan Hongzu even brought back something called biscuits from Yufang City. They can be broken apart and are very crispy, but they are ready to eat after two bites, and they are still sweet.If you don't chew it, just hold it in your mouth, it will be even sweeter.Before that, Nanzhuo and Nanyan's contact and understanding of sweetness stayed on the stamens. There is a kind of flower in the field, which is very beautiful and blooms every spring and early summer.The oblong petals are white near the stamens, and the outer edge turns purple. The stamens of this flower are edible and sweet.

But the biscuit was different, it was a different kind of sweet, thicker and more intense.Nan Hongzu said that because biscuits are made by humans, things made by humans are more powerful.

Nan Zhuo grabbed the grass on the ground, held it between his teeth, and gave a vague "um".

Nan Yan asked: "After going to the city, will Dad buy us delicious food? He said that there is something called Coke in the city, black water, which is also sweet..."

Nan Zhuo said, "I don't know."

"Ah?" Nan Yan showed a worried expression, "What should I do?"

"What should I do?" Nan Zhuo took out the grass in his mouth, "You have been relying on others all your life? You have to study, and you earn money by studying, and you buy delicious food for yourself. I also study, and I will also give it to you. purchase."

However, Nan Yan shook his head and said, "No, keep your money and find your mother."

"I'm looking for my mother, you eat biscuits." Nan Zhuo seemed a little dissatisfied with this arrangement, and asked, "Do I have a share of biscuits?"

"Yes! Of course!" Nan Yan hugged his brother's arm and giggled. Both of them had a very strange concept, that is, they were all outsiders except each other, including Nan Hongzu.The world was divided into two parts, the two of them on one side, and everyone else on the other.

"What's there?" Nan Zhuo teased his younger brother, "Only biscuits?"

"There is also Coke," Nan Yan was very excited, "and candy. Brother, did you know that Dad gave the village head a bag of candy yesterday."

Nan Zhuo didn't know, he asked: "What's so delicious about sugar?"

What he was thinking of was the white sugar used in cooking, which was available in Qihe Village, and he had seen it before, but he didn't like it because it looked too much like Nan Xiujuan's white powder.Nan Yan shook his head, gestured to him, and said, "It's not for cooking, it's for eating. These transparent bags are so big inside, one piece at a time, with many colors. Dad said it tasted like fruit. , hard, eat it in your mouth, it is very sweet, sweeter than biscuits."

Tang Nanzhuo had never heard of this kind of Tang Nanzhuo before. He thought for a while and said, "Then remember what it looks like, and buy it in the city."

The sunshine was so comfortable, the two of them squinted at the prospect of the future, and felt that they had tasted sweetness with their eyes closed.When I opened my eyes, the sky was a little dark, and the clouds were piled up. I don't know if it's already dusk or it's going to rain.

The two were about to go back, and they saw someone before they sat up and rubbed their eyes.Nan Yan screamed in fright, and tightly grasped Nan Zhuo's hand.

A small red spot was burning on the drowsy hillside, and a tall and thin male figure walked slowly, with a strong sense of weirdness.Nan Zhuo pulled the trembling Nan Yan, squinted his eyes to see clearly, and said, "Dad."

Nan Hongzu approached, his hand holding the cigarette was a little unsteady.He stopped in front of the two children and looked down at them, the light from the sky breaking through the clouds and illuminating his face a little.The ruthlessness in those eyes was concealed by the turbulent madness, and the fear came from the bottom of his heart. Nan Yan trembled while pulling Nan Zhuo's arm.

"You bastard, I've been looking for you for a long time!" Nan Hongzu pointed at them and said in a hoarse voice, "Stand up for me!"

Nan Zhuo immediately pulled Nan Yan to get up, he probably knew what happened to Nan Hongzu, and Nan Xiujuan would do the same sometimes, after injecting those things.But when Nan Xiujuan was in a trance, she yelled at the mirror, or cried until she convulsed, and never came to trouble him and Nan Yan.

They stood up, Nan Yan stood behind Nan Zhuo, the two held hands tightly.Nan Hongzu was a little unsteady, he swayed his body and half bent his waist, as if he wanted to see Nan Zhuo and Nan Yan more clearly.A broken and deep voice was squeezed out of his throat, like the groan of a devil awakening.

"You guys, look at me..." Nan Hongzu said in a terrifying voice, "Look at me!"

Nan Zhuo raised his eyes and looked directly at Nan Hongzu's distorted face and blood red eyes.In fact, after the first glance, he was no longer afraid. An inexplicable courage suddenly burst out from Nan Zhuo's heart. The resentment towards this person's carelessness squeezed away his fear. He began to feel that the person in front of him was extremely ugly and unworthy of him. Afraid.

"Little bastard, stare at me!" Enraged by his son's gaze, Nan Hongzu stretched out his hand to grab Nan Zhuo's hair, and said viciously, "You don't look like a man! Shame on me!"

Nan Zhuo was pulled by his hair and lifted his feet off the ground. He cried out in pain, and was immediately slapped on the face by Nan Hongzu.This was the first time Nan Zhuo was beaten in his life, lightning flashed across the sky, he covered the back of his head, stared at the pale dome, and heard Nan Yan call "Brother".

Nan Hongzu didn't have any lasting strength when he was too drunk, so he casually threw Nan Zhuo on the grass.Nan Zhuo stood up, Nan Yan ran towards him, the two stood side by side, watching Nan Hongzu dance like crazy alone.

"Brother," Nan Yan cried, and said, "I'm afraid...I'm afraid..."

Nan Zhuo's whole body was trembling, he raised his hand to cover Nan Yan's eyes, but Nan Hong's ancestor looked over.When he turned his head, his face was extremely gloomy, his slender eyes were protruding, and his eyes were wandering.

"Come here, come here!" Nan Hongzu walked towards them, laughing and shouting for a while, "Let me see, son... is it a son or a daughter... let me see... "

Nan Zhuo suddenly felt that he and his younger brother would die here today.

The chest tightness spread, sweat dripping down his back.He held Nan Yan's hand tightly, led the people back step by step, and said in a low voice, "Let's go home and run back."

However, just as they took a step, Nan Hongzu grabbed Nan Zhuo's collar from behind and grabbed him.Nan Zhuo immediately let go of Nan Yan's hand and shouted, "Run! Run home!"

However, Nan Yan who had already run a few steps ran back and shouted at him: "Brother!"

Nan Hongzu didn't have the strength to hit someone, he just dragged Nan Zhuo up the hillside, Nan Yan rushed over and hugged his brother from the other side, and he didn't let go.In the end, Nan Hongzu felt bored, let go of his hands and stood up. Nan Zhuo was strangled by his collar and his face turned blue. He knelt on the ground and coughed continuously. Nan Yan grabbed his arm and cried "Brother".

"Shut up, shut up!" Nan Hongzu shouted into the void, and then looked down at his two sons.Immersed in the psychedelic world created by drugs, he feels he is on top of the world.

"Don't run away, you are my sons, how could I treat you badly?" He grinned and waved at the two children mercifully, saying, "Come on, let me see...you... ...Who is my good son?"

Exploding thunder resounded through the sky, and Nan Hongzu approached step by step.Nan Yan couldn't suppress his crying, Nan Zhuo wanted to stand in front of his younger brother, but Nan Hongzu had already arrived.

Nan Hongzu pointed at Nan Yan and said, "You are not good, you dare to cry!"

Lightning completely illuminated the demon's face, Nan Zhuo was cold all over, and Nan Yan cried out unsound words in extreme fear.This angered Nan Hongzu. He looked crazy, stared at Nan Yan with bloodshot eyes, and said: "You are disobedient! You bastard...disobedient! How dare you be disobedient!"

"Nan Yan," Nan Zhuo's voice was trembling, "Don't...don't cry."

Nan Hongzu's scolding, Nan Yan's cry, and thunder and lightning hit Nan Zhuo's eardrum together, everything became distorted, and every detail intensified, becoming a nightmare that he still couldn't get rid of after many years.

Flowing clouds engulfed the dusk, raindrops fell, Nan Zhuo heard Nan Yan's scream.

"elder brother--"

Lightning tore apart the sky, and Nan Hongzu kicked Nan Yan down the hillside.

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