dead person

Du Changhong couldn't believe it: "How could it be? Wasn't she still fine when I left just now? Tell me clearly."

"Brother Changhong, go back and have a look..." He couldn't understand in a few words, so the visitor had to keep urging him.Chang Hong turned around and looked at Du Changyuan in some confusion, then turned around and ran towards the house.

"Chang Yuan, you should go back and have a look too. If my sister-in-law has any troubles, she definitely wants you to be by her side."

Du Changyuan stood on the road, frowned slightly, and reached out to touch the scarf around his neck, which was not made of very good material.

Compared with the ones he usually uses, this scarf is naturally incomparable.However, despite this, judging from the material feel of this thread, it should be bought back recently.

The people in this village rely on the land for food and drink to be self-sufficient. She probably sneaked out of the village again behind everyone's back just because of the thread for weaving the scarf.

Du Changyuan sighed, just... just go back and have a look for the sake of the scarf.

As soon as he got to the door of his house, he saw a circle of people in the yard. Du Guoquan was leaning on a walking stick and rushed towards the yard of his house supported by two people.

He squeezed through the crowd, and saw Chang Hong hugging Zhao Xiujuan, who had closed his eyes, with a livid face.

Zhao Xiujuan's face was livid, her eyes were wide open, and as her body twitched, the corners of her mouth kept spitting out foam, and the clothes on her chest were already half wet with the vomited filth.

As soon as Du Changyuan saw this situation, he quickly threw away the things in his hands to get a large glass of soapy water, squeezed her mouth and poured it down for her.

She spat out more than half of the soapy water that was poured in. Du Changyuan was out of breath, and pushed Du Changhong aside: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and continue to get soapy water and continue pouring..."

After speaking, he laid Zhao Xiujuan flat on the ground, untied her coat and pressed her chest and abdomen forcefully to induce vomiting.

However, everything seems to be in vain.Du Changyuan could feel that Zhao Xiujuan's body was getting cold slowly, and there was a gurgling sound in her throat, but she couldn't vomit it out.

At this point, he didn't care much anymore, he quickly pinched her chin with one hand, and helped her breathe out one by one.

Everyone watched his movements holding their breaths, and after Zhao Xiujuan coughed twice and spit out a strong smell of pesticides, they continued to pour soapy water on her overjoyed.

Du Changyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took the water that Changhong handed over and rinsed his mouth: "Hurry up and call 120, this needs to be sent to the hospital for gastric lavage."

As soon as they heard the call to 120, everyone was dumbfounded.This... the people in the village have never thought of going out, and everyone lives close to each other, so it is not inconvenient to need a phone...

What's more, don't you have to pay phone bills for the phone?

Well, seeing everyone's expressions, Du Changyuan didn't understand anything.The reason why there is no signal in this village is that apart from the geographical location of the village, no communication company in the vicinity would be willing to install a signal tower.

As a fluke, he turned on his mobile phone and dialed 120. After a long time, there was only a cold beep, and no one answered.

Seeing his movements, Guoquan snatched his mobile phone and threw it on the ground.

"That's enough. Haven't everyone been rescued? Why are you still making trouble? Why don't you hurry up and take your mother back to the house."

"Trouble? I'm making trouble? Although she has vomited some now, if she is not sent to the hospital for gastric lavage in time, her life will still be in danger."

"People in the village are saying that you are highly respected and will consider them. With your current state, why do I feel that you are just looking forward to her death?"

Du Changyuan picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and stopped Du Guoquan before he could look at it.Those villagers who watched the excitement had already stood behind Du Guoquan reflexively.

"Heh, you are only as young as you are questioning my decision? Since she, Zhao Xiujuan, dared to follow Changsheng and the others out of the village, she should have been prepared to die."

"You said I wanted them to die? Why didn't you say it was because of your appearance that they asked for it?"

Du Guoquan's words were not in a hurry, and the people behind him also began to echo him non-stop.

That's right, it's all because their family didn't obey the rules, so Changsheng and the others died, and it has nothing to do with them.

Some people even shouted: "Xiujuan has always been fine, why she took medicine just as soon as you left, it must be your fault."

The groundless pointing and abuse made Du Changyuan laugh instead of anger: "You say it's all my fault? What is it? I'm back and the curse started again, or is it because I'm still alive?"

His eyes turned cold, and he stared firmly at Du Guoquan's foggy eyes: "You are highly respected, but you might as well tell everyone with your conscience, do you really believe in curses?"

"And you..." Du Changyuan pointed to the group of people hiding behind and asked, "I don't know what happened back then, but do you really believe in that curse?"

"Even if it's a curse, so many people died in the village, you people are not only their relatives and friends, but also their friends, but what about you, are you saying that those people are f*cking? Damn."

Du Changyuan sneered: "They must have asked for it themselves."

After saying these words, the crowd who said the words gritted their teeth.Those things have passed for so many years, even if there is still pain, even if I wake up in the middle of the night every night.

But habit is a terrible thing, and they... all have terrible habits and adapt to the fact.

But now suddenly such a person jumped out and told them that they are greedy for life and afraid of death, and they are not worthy of living like this.Their first reaction was to feel furious, and they felt that the person who said these words should bear their pain.

They wanted to see if he had experienced so much, would he just want to live like them.

Changhong, who had been silent all this time, went back to the room with Xiujuan, who was heavy on his back, wiped her body clean and changed into clean clothes, and found a belt from the cabinet, tied her on his back and carried her on his back out the door.

He walked to the door, casually took a sickle on the side, and walked into the yard with a sullen head. First, he grabbed Du Changyuan who was arguing with everyone.

Looking at his posture, Du Changyuan glanced coldly at everyone, and followed behind Du Changhong.

"Chang Hong, what are you doing? You father and son still want to turn the world upside down." Du Guoquan, who was already very angry with Chang Yuan, pressed his hands on the crutch in his hand, and shouted this aggressively with his strength. words come.

"Uncle Guoquan, I have always respected you as an elder in the village. It's just that my wife is already like this today, I really..."

Du Changhong turned his head away, suppressed his crying and continued, "I still ask Uncle Guoquan to let us leave the village for the sake of past affection."

"Ridiculous!" Du Guoquan just said two words, and the next words were picked up by the people around him.

"It's not that you don't know the curse of the village. If only those who leave the village will die, we don't care where you go, but if you rush out like this, our village will definitely face disaster."

"That's right, Uncle Guoquan, you must stop him. Didn't Chang Changyuan just say that Xiujuan is fine, just let them recuperate at home."

Everyone said what they said, but no one stood up to speak for Chang Yuan and his son.While talking, the crowd dispersed, blocking the way out of the courtyard.

"You..." Even Du Changyuan, who used to call himself a Buddhist youth, was pissed off by these old things.He was about to say something when he was interrupted by Du Changhong.

Du Changhong shook his head at him, and only looked back at Zhao Xiujuan who was carrying it on his back with a sullen face.

After only a short while, he already felt that her limbs had slipped off his body, and his whole body was falling heavily.Before he took a step forward, Zhao Xiujuan's shoes would scrape two long marks on the ground.

He took a deep breath: "long-term, don't talk about it, you follow me and protect your mother."

He tightened the sickle in his hand, and took two steps forward firmly.

Du Guoquan, who was standing directly in front of him, quickly moved away and stood on the side of the team, letting other people around him spontaneously stand in front of him to block Changhong's way.

"Changhong, we also feel uncomfortable with Xiujuan like this, but don't go too far, and make it difficult for us big guys."

"Get out of the way." Changhong ignored it, just raised his head, and looked at the person in front of him with red eyes, just feeling strange.

It's strange, how did I feel that these people in the village were not bad to the bone, and could get along well.

Chang Hong's gaze made the man's voice pause, and he almost unconsciously took half a step back.He didn't even have the slightest doubt that if he didn't step aside, the knife in Changhong's hand would greet him without hesitation.

Every time Du Changhong took a step forward, Du Changyuan hurriedly followed behind him.He looked at Zhao Xiujuan, who had slumped below his shoulders and limply, and felt his nasal cavity a little sore.

After the first person took a step back, the people behind followed suit by taking half a step back to make way.

At the moment when Du Changhong's hand touched the handle of the iron gate of the courtyard, a person rushed out from the crowd and pushed him hard.

Changhong and Zhao Xiujuan were ruthlessly pushed to the ground.

Because of the medicine, Zhao Xiujuan's body was heavy and a little stiff. Du Changhong struggled on the ground for a long time before he could barely turn over, supporting his wife on his back with one hand, and holding a sickle in the other. Standing on the ground, I tried my best to stand up.