Resist the world, but I spread the curse

"So... then... Mido..."

Wei Chengye kept mumbling strange whispers. He suddenly woke up and found that his mouth and voice seemed to be different from his own. He murmured several more words and stopped only after he regained control of his mouth.

He straightened up and looked around, breathing heavily. Everything in front of him was blurry. His head hurt very much. He took a breath of cold air and couldn't help but touch the back of his head. He could feel the slightest trace of it through the gauze tied to his head. The sunken wound was so painful that I burst into tears on the spot.

He glanced at the hand that had just touched the wound. There was a mixture of dark green liquid medicine and blood on his fingers, which exuded a strange smell.

Perhaps the pain stimulated his spirit, and Wei Chengye's consciousness became slightly clearer. Only then did he finally see the environment he was in.

He actually went back to his grandparents' house, the room where he was temporarily staying.

The old man who heard the movement in the room rushed into the room quickly. When the old grandma saw her grandson waking up from a coma, her drooped eyelids bloomed, and her eyes became moist. She reached out to the window and grabbed He held Wei Chengye's hand.

Feeling the warmth brought by the old man's rough hands, Wei Chengye heard his grandmother say: "My dear grandson, what trouble have you got into? After the village medicine farmer went into the mountains, he found you lying down on the lower reaches of the Sanxi River with your head Bleeding, when he carried you back, your appearance almost scared your grandma and grandpa to death."

When he heard the word "river", Wei Chengye only felt that somewhere deep in his brain was stimulated, and he trembled all over. He only felt some horrible picture fragments pouring into his mind like fragmented clips.

"Oh, my grandson." When grandma saw this scene, she felt that Wei Chengye was extremely scared. She pulled the man into her arms and kept stroking his back.

While Wei Chengye was absorbing and digesting the memory fragments in his mind, and listening to his grandmother's meticulous care for him, another old man from the family also came. He was limping, holding a bowl of black, hot The steaming medicinal soup came back.

The bowl must have been very hot. Wei Chengye saw his grandfather changing hands from left hand to right hand, and from right hand to left hand to hold the bowl. Even though he was walking upside down and always holding the bowl in different hands, he didn't spill a drop. come out.

It wasn't until he placed the medicinal soup on the bedside table next to Wei Chengye's bed that his grandfather kept blowing on his swollen and red hands and rubbing the fingers of his hands together.

Wei Chengye took a long time to come to his senses again, and gradually realized the fact that his grandfather had burned his hand because of him. He immediately said apologetically to his concerned grandfather, "I'm sorry, grandpa, are your hands okay?"

"Hands have been roughened by working in the early years, and they are covered with dead skin. It doesn't hurt or hurt." Grandpa waved his hand lightly, and then asked with concern, "How is it, is it better now?"

"It's better." Wei Chengye left his grandmother's arms. His eyes were slightly red and he hesitated to speak.

"Don't be afraid, just say what you want to say." Grandpa patted his chest and said, "I will definitely help you, grandpa."

Wei Chengye finally said what he wanted to ask. He wanted to know if anyone had found Shougou, Sanmao and the others.

But who knew that when Wei Chengye mentioned those names, both grandpa and grandma would have confusion in their eyes and strange looks on their faces.

Grandma pretended to be worried, but Grandpa saw what Grandma wanted to say and stopped her in time and patted her on the shoulder.

Grandma and grandpa have been living together for decades. She can understand the deep meaning behind every move of grandpa. She realizes that her husband does not want her to lie to their good grandson, and motions her to go out and let him talk to his grandson. .After grandma left, only the silent grandfather and grandson were left in the room.

Wei Chengye looked at his grandfather motionless, feeling that every time his heart beat was deafening, his grandfather was silent.

The emotion brewed for a long time before grandpa said: "We have never heard of the names you mentioned. There are no such children in the village, but you mentioned these names when you were in a coma. Did you have some nightmare? "

Grandpa's words shocked Wei Chengye's mind, and he was in a trance. The shocking tinnitus made him have no time to listen to what his grandfather said.

"What is nothing... how could there be nothing..." Wei Chengye murmured, he couldn't believe it, had he been dreaming since he came to this village?
He felt that it must not be a dream. Are the friends he met in the village, Shougou, Sanmao and the others, and the time he spent with them all just a figment of his own imagination?
Wei Chengye did not give up and continued to ask: "What about the Dabao and the Second Treasure?"

"Are you talking about the two brothers Dabao and Erbao?" Grandpa had some impression of these two nicknames. As if he suddenly realized it, he slapped his palms and said, "Don't you often play with these two brothers these days?"

Play?
Speaking of playing, Wei Chengye remembered the day he secretly dug sweet potatoes from the bachelor's house. He got out of bed regardless of his lack of energy.

After all, he is a young and strong young man. An old man like his grandfather cannot catch Wei Chengye. Even though his grandson suffered a head injury and was in a coma for two days, his skills are still much more flexible than his old and sick body.

"My dear grandson, where are you going?" Seeing Wei Chengye rushing out of the room without looking back, his grandfather hurriedly chased him out.

The grandmother outside the room could not catch Wei Chengye, and the two elders could only watch as Wei Chengye ran out of the house with the injury on his head.

Following his impression of the route in the village, he found Dabao Erbao's home and called to them outside their home.

After a while, the two teenagers who were playing something in the room came to the window and took a look outside. Soon they saw the haggard-looking Wei Chengye, and the two brothers immediately ran out to look for him.

"What's going on, Manzi, who has hacked your head? Don't think it's Er Gouzi and Fat Liuzi, those bastards." Dabao's eyes widened. Er Bao saw Wei Chengye's chapped lips and immediately said Go back and get him a glass of water, then rush back into the house.

Wei Chengye shook his head and ignored these. He just asked Dabao the questions he asked his grandfather again. Erbao also asked him again when he came back from fetching water. However, these two brothers were exactly the same as their grandfather and grandmother. His expression showed no impression of those names.

"Did we steal sweet potatoes before?" Wei Chengye gritted his teeth, feeling like he was going crazy.

Dabao nodded: "Yes, those damn Er Gouzi and Fat Liuzi scared us and didn't eat in the end. Oh, by the way, did you eat in the end? Where did you eat?"

"Sweet potatoes must be very sweet." Erbao licked his lips, feeling a little envious.

Wei Chengye lowered his head, unable to describe his mood. He just answered Dabao's last question in a low voice, "I wanted to eat, so I went to the Crow House."

Hearing this, the two brothers Dabao and Erbao immediately stared at Wei Chengye in horror.