This psychologist is weird

Chapter 212 A Madman's Waiting
"Chirp..."

Bird calls came from the same direction, and the rising sun just emerged from behind the mountains in the distance,
The morning breeze blows, and there is still some mist in front of and behind the house, which is gradually dissolving with the swaying sunlight.

Then there is the entrance of the village, in front of some old houses, in the yard.

"Fushi, follow Uncle Yang and the others to school. I'll pick you up at school in the afternoon. If I don't make it in time, follow the rest of the village back. Don't run around."

"Got it, Dad, I'm going to school. Mom, I'm going to school. Goodbye, Mom..."

"...Old Yang, help me look at Xia Fushi."

"Don't worry, I'm sending the kids to school too. Besides, Fushi is sensible and won't run around."

The woman just stood by the yard in a daze, her hair combed neatly, and she was wearing thick clothes.

The boy looked to be eight or nine years old, carrying a schoolbag and going out to school.

The middle-aged man asked the boy to follow, and a villager in the village who also wanted to send the child to school told him a few more words, please.

Seeing the boy yelling, he ran out of the yard quickly, talking with another child brought by the villager, and drifted away from the village.

The middle-aged man turned his head back again, and pulled the baskets and dustpans to his side one by one.

Dustpans and smaller baskets were stacked and put into two newly made baskets,

The middle-aged man turned back again, looking at the woman who was still standing there in a daze,
"Daughter-in-law, I have to go out too, go to the town. Sell these newly woven bamboo baskets and dustpans. After selling them, I will buy some vegetables and come back."

"I sold these things and bought vegetables, and I'll come back right after. You just stay at home and wait for me to come back, don't run around."

The middle-aged man told the woman, but the woman just stood there in a daze, her eyes were distracted, wondering if she understood.

"I'm leaving, you go back to the house, go back and sit down, don't wait outside the house, the weather is cold, the wind will blow for a long time, it's not good."

"Go back to the house, daughter-in-law, go back to the house and sit down."

The middle-aged man said to the woman, wanting her to go back to the house and wait,
It's just that the woman is still standing in the yard in a daze.

"Then I'll get you some more clothes to put on. You should wear thicker clothes so you don't catch a cold."

"...Come on, put on your clothes."

The middle-aged man limped, hurriedly entered the house, and then came out with a thick coat.

Put it on the woman again.

"...It's going to be cold, you go into the house, don't stand in the yard all the time. I sold these things, bought vegetables, and then I will come back."

The middle-aged man kept admonishing the woman, saying many things repeatedly.

Only then did he finally take a pole and pick up the baskets on both sides.

This is a strange world.

Perhaps, it's not that people say so much, it's just that people want to hear it.

"...Daughter-in-law, I'm leaving, I'm leaving."

"Stay well in the house, don't run around, I'll come back soon..."

The middle-aged man carried the baskets on both sides, limped, and walked out of the yard.
He kept turning his head and exhorted the woman repeatedly.

"You are doing well in the house..."

The middle-aged man warned again, without turning back,
Carrying the baskets on both sides, with a slight limp on his feet, he gradually walked away from the village.

The woman was wearing thick clothes, and she was still standing in the yard in a daze, her eyes were unfocused, she was facing the direction of the village entrance, and she didn't make a sound.

Waiting for the middle-aged man to pick up the basket, the limping figure gradually disappeared outside the village entrance.

The woman was stunned, facing the direction of the village entrance, and walked a few steps outside the yard.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared into the distance, and the woman stopped again, and stood there in a daze,
Facing the entrance of the village, his eyes were blurred, and he stood there in a daze.

……

"...Yan Chengde, the husband of the depraved Shao Anle, died when his child was eight or nine years old."

The three of Chen Lun were standing by the courtyard, but the people on the road in the courtyard did not notice it.

Chen Lun's gaze fell in front of him, on the woman standing there in a daze.

Rao often looked at the woman from time to time, and raised his head from time to time, thinking about something.

Shu Rou turned her head, looked towards the village entrance in the distance from the middle-aged man's figure, and said aloud.

The boy who just ran out of the yard to go to school is already eight or nine years old.

"Yan Chengde died on the way to sell things. Chen Lun, should we follow and see."

Shu Rou asked aloud, then looked back at Chen Lun.

Chen Lun didn't turn his eyes away, his eyes were still calm, and they fell on the woman.

Seeing this, Shu Rou didn't ask any more questions. Standing beside Chen Lun, she also turned her head and looked at the woman.

……

The woman was wearing thick clothes, and she just stood in the yard in a daze,

Facing the direction of the village entrance, his vision was blurry and he didn't move for a long time.

Around, the scene has not changed, but time seems to change rapidly.

The sun that just emerged from behind the distant mountain gradually climbed to the top,
In front of and behind the house, wisps of mist seem to be blown away by the morning wind,

The sun that fell on his body brought some warmth.

Just like that, the woman just stood in the yard in a daze.

At this moment,
Surroundings, I don't know where there are shouts, voices, a little noisy,

"...Something happened outside the village, there was a car accident."

"Old Yan was hit... There is no one in Yan's house who knows what happened right now, hurry up and get some help..."

"...Old Yan was hit by a car, hurry up and get some people..."

"...The driver was caught by Lao Qi, a villager, and he didn't let him go... The ambulance came and left again, saying that he died on the spot and couldn't be saved..."

"...Hey, this cripple is dead, what to do with the orphans and widows left... This mother has problems with her brain..."

"...Everyone helps, take Lao Yan back first, they all belong to the same village, we can't let Lao Yan just fall here..."

The sound was noisy, there were shouts, talking, and sighs.

Only in this yard,

The woman was still standing there in a daze, her eyes scattered towards the entrance of the village.

It seems that women are crazy, stupid,
People in the village were busy helping to deal with the car accident, but no one came to inform the woman.

The woman just stood there in a daze in the yard, and the noise that filled the surroundings gradually subsided again.

The sun rising from the back of the mountain on this side will approach the back of the mountain on the other side,
It was already sunset.

Yu Hui stretched the shadows of everything in the village and in the yard very long.

"...Mom, I'm back...Mom, where is Dad..."

The child came back, came back by himself,
Shouting loudly, he gradually slowed down.

Hearing the child's voice, the woman turned her head, still standing there in a daze.

In the distance, along the road outside the village,

The middle-aged man is back.

However, it was brought back by the villagers.

The newly made basket was stained with some blood, and the villagers used that basket to carry the middle-aged man's body back.

At this moment,
The surrounding scene changed rapidly.

It seems to be on the mountain outside the village,

Looking down from the mountainside, you can still see the entrance of the village, and you can also see the old house at the entrance of the village.
On the mountainside, a new grave was erected,
I don't know if I understand or not, the woman stood in front of the grave bag in a daze,
The boy next to him took his mother's arm.

"Mom, I'll take care of you."

"Dad, I will take good care of Mom."

The boy said to his mother, then to the grave bag.

(End of this chapter)