Gu Shao's petite wife is an almighty boss

Chapter 139 Is My Son... Dead?

Following the voice of the old lady in the room, the ferocious expression of "Li Xing" at the door gradually narrowed, and the black air around him also slowly subsided.

The attacking stance that had been ready to go was restrained, and he actually chose to answer the old man first.

"Talk at the door..." "Li Xing" or should be called "Liu Xiaoping", turned his blue-gray face, and replied to the room.

Seeing this scene, Si Luzhu seemed to realize something.

She frowned slightly, and said slowly: "Liu Xiaoping, you are worried about your mother!"

The figure at the door trembled slightly.

"...Don't deal with me..." "Liu Xiaoping" spoke slowly, and the harsh and piercing voice actually contained a hint of begging.

Si Luzhu's eyes moved slightly.It seems that I guessed it right.

This has to be how much obsession, to snatch a body after death.It was not used to do bad things, nor was it to take revenge on anyone, but went straight home, wanting to continue to take care of his mother.

Si Luzhu looked into the room with his head.

In a dimly lit room, an old man in shabby clothes was half lying on a wooden bed.The distance was too far to see the old man's appearance clearly, but he could still see the old man's short, thin figure with a sickness that had been produced over the years.

Obviously, Liu Xiaoping's mother had been ill for many years.

However, apart from this poor old man, there is not even a decent piece of furniture in the small room, and there is no other person who can help and take care of the old man.No wonder Liu Xiaoping was worried, and he had such a strong obsession after death.

She doesn't have a mother, but she also has a grandfather, so she can understand this kind of feeling.

The blue-gray face looked at her, and seemed to have lost the will to attack.The pale eyes looked over, and there was a bit of begging in the eyes.

Si Luzhu felt a little heavy.

Although Liu Xiaoping and his mother are very pitiful, this is not the reason for him to take Li Xing's body.Li Xing, whose body was taken away by innocence and who was about to be knocked out of his wits, was also very pitiful.

"Xiaoping, why are you still standing at the door talking? Please invite someone in to sit down..." The old man in the house spoke again.

"Liu Xiaoping" looked at Si Luzhu with pale eyes, and unexpectedly turned half of his body, as if asking for her opinion.

Si Luzhu pondered for a moment, then raised his feet and walked towards the dilapidated house.

The environment inside the house is worse than it looks from the outside.

There is a cold and damp smell that has not seen the sun all year round, as if the house is full of mold.This smell is mixed with the faint rancid smell from "Liu Xiaoping", which stimulates people's sense of smell.

Liu Xiaoping's mother was lying on the bed, covered with an old thin blanket.

After walking in, Si Luzhu found out that his mother suffered from eye disease and lost sight in both eyes.It seems that it is precisely because of this that there is no doubt about the sudden change of appearance of the "son".

Such an old man really cannot do without someone to take care of him.

"Hello, grandma." Si Luzhu walked over and said politely to the old man.

Hearing this crisp voice, the old man was slightly taken aback, and then a faint smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "Hello, little girl, are you here to find Xiaoping, is there something important?"

"Yes. Granny, do you mind if I take him out to talk?" Si Luzhu asked.

"I don't mind." The old man shook his head, stretched out his wrinkled hands towards Si Luzhu, and added, "However, little girl, before that, can I have a private word with you?"

This time it was Si Luzhu's turn to be slightly startled, she really did not expect that the old man in front of her would propose to talk to her alone.

She looked at "Liu Xiaoping" who had been standing silently beside her with dark eyes.

"Son, go out and wait for a while, Mom will call you later." The old man waved his hand to his son first, although his voice was weak, but his tone was firm.

"Liu Xiaoping" responded, and there was no impatience on that bluish-white face.He moved his seemingly heavy footsteps, and walked out of the house step by step.

"Squeak!—" came the clear sound of the door.

The old man on the bed touched Si Luzhu's direction, as if he wanted to touch her hand.Si Luzhu hastily stretched out his hand for the old man to hold.The hands of one old and one young are intertwined, and each other's temperature is warm.There was a kind expression on the face of the old man.

"What do you want to tell me?" Si Luzhu asked.

Hearing this question, the old man lowered his cloudy eyes, and his face seemed sad.After a while, she sighed deeply: "Little girl, I know you are not an ordinary person. My son... is he dead?"

Si Luzhu was startled.

The old man's questions really exceeded her expectations.She really didn't expect that the blind old man could see through all this.

"Grandma, how did you know?" Si Luzhu couldn't help asking.

"Alas..." the elder sighed, "I know everything because I'm his mother. He hasn't come back for several days, so I knew something must have happened..."

The old man said, lost in memory.

Her name is Li Guifen, and she and her son have been living together in an old small house for many years.Because I am sick and my son is disabled, the life of mother and son is very difficult.She always hoped that she would leave early so that her son could be relieved, but she was a little worried that her son would live alone in this world.

Fortunately, Liu Xiaoping is strong, and often works multiple jobs by himself, just to treat his mother's illness and make his mother's life better.Although the days are poor and hard, they can barely maintain it.

until the other day.

Liu Xiaoping, who would go home to take care of his mother no matter how late every day, did not show up that night as usual.

Li Guifen's heart rose, and an ominous premonition spread in her heart.Over the next few days, this premonition intensified.

She realized that something must have happened to her son.

Li Guifen was distraught.With her actions unchanged, she was unable to go out to inquire about her son's situation.He could only lie on the bed, suffer from hunger and hunger, while silently accepting this cruel reality.

Just as she was waiting for death to come and was going to accompany her son, Liu Xiaoping came back.

Push open the door as usual, go to the bedside to check her situation, boil water and cook normally, and get busy.Then he sent the cooked meal to the bed and slowly fed his mother.

During the whole process, "Liu Xiaoping" only said one sentence - "Mom, I'm back."

The son finally came back, but Li Guifen felt no joy in her heart. Although she couldn't see it, she was more keenly aware of the changes during this period.

She knew that the person beside her who was cold to the touch was her son, but not her son.

"Little girl, what I said...is all right!" Li Guifen looked in the direction of Si Luzhu with empty eyes, and asked.

(End of this chapter)