Chapter 578： face death

During dinner, Shanshan’s eyes were red and swollen, holding the milk bottle, sobbing while drinking milk.

"What's going on? Shan Shan was beaten again?" Rong Che couldn't help but ask.

Shanshan looked at his father pitifully, with tears in his eyes, trying to arouse his father's love.

"Chirp... hit..." Nai's voice was hoarse and she looked extremely pitiful.

Rong Che nodded: "Did my sister beat me?"

Under Shan Shan's expectant gaze, Rong Che pawed his hands and nodded: "Well done!"

Expect dad to support justice and kindness? ?

"Your sister must have a reason for beating you. It must be because you are not good and you are naughty..." After saying that, he looked at Yun Niang.

"You have to tell Chaochao that if you hit your brother, you can't hit your father."

Shanshan wanted to cry as soon as his mouth became deflated.

Seeing Lu Chaochao's sideways eyes, he immediately put back his tears.

He was itching to steal his sister's name from the book of life and death.

After Lu Chaochao finished his meal, she asked Zhu Mo to hold her brother in his arms and go look for the unfortunate ghost who had marked the wrong name.

He learned the word "zhao" and marked the wrong person.

Lu Chaochao came outside the city according to the location in the book of life and death.

In a quiet mountain village outside the city, a funeral was busy being held. The villagers all spontaneously went over to help, and paper money was already scattered in front of the door.

Wreaths were placed outside the wall, and faint cries could be heard inside the house.

Lu Chaochao poked Shanshan **** the forehead: "Look at the good deeds you have done! If you take away one person's life, another person will die."

“How should his young children and elderly mother live?”

“He was the only one who died, but the whole family was involved.”

"Shanshan, every life is worthy of respect." Lu Chaochao looked serious, Shanshan lay in Zhu Mo's arms, looking at everything in front of him in confusion.

Did he cause such a disaster with a casual stroke?

At a young age, he seemed to understand.

The carriage stopped outside the courtyard gate, surrounded by guards. A lot of people suddenly surrounded the courtyard gate, and they all looked at it from a distance and did not dare to approach.

“Looks like he’s a noble person from the capital. Does Li Zhao’s family know such a noble person?”

“Hush, keep your voice down...” the villagers whispered.

Zhu Mo stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Is this Mr. Li Zhao's home?"

"Yes, yes, I'll call someone for you." The villagers at the door hurriedly ran inside.

“From Li Zhao’s family, from Li Zhao’s family. Someone came to express their condolences to Li Zhao.”

“I see that I know your Li Zhao, why don’t you go and pick him up quickly? He seems to be an important guest from the capital...”

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman dressed in white led a little boy out of the door with red eyes.

The woman looked pale, her eyes were dazed, and there was a hint of death in her eyes.

Lu Chaochao frowned slightly.

When a woman comes forward, she kneels down and kowtows. This is the custom when visiting a woman to express condolences.

Zhu Mo knew the truth and stopped him immediately: "We have some connections with Mr. Li Zhao, so we came here to take a look today."

“I remember he just passed the scholar examination? He came to Beijing to be a disciple some time ago...” Zhu Mo had already sent someone to inquire.

When the woman heard this, she burst into tears.

"Please come in quickly, Li Zhao... Yes, he has just passed the scholar examination." The woman burst into tears.

"Han Chuang studied hard for ten years and passed away just after passing the exam. How can we, orphans and widows, survive..." The woman held back tears and invited the person in with a trembling voice.

The little boy with red eyes next to him saluted them and then stood obediently next to his mother.

“Li Zhao was raised by his widowed mother, who became blind while doing embroidery work to earn money for him. His wife had fled from famine in the early years, and Li Zhao Ding established the family.”

The old lady in the house cried several times until she fainted, holding the coffin and shouting: "Let me go for my son... let me take his life." "My Zhao'er... do you want to cut out my mother's heart?" The wife lay in front of the coffin and cried bitterly.

Shanshan lay on Zhu Mo’s shoulder, and Lu Chaochao turned him around.

“Watch carefully…”

"With one stroke of your hand, you took away more than one life." Lu Chaochao's voice was a little cold, and his tone seemed to indicate something.

Shan Shan didn’t dare to look at him, and felt that the atmosphere in the room was heavy and uncomfortable.

The young woman knelt in front of the hall with an expressionless face, and the surrounding villagers also sighed.

"Hey, the old lady finally raised her child and saved a girl who fled the country to be her daughter-in-law. She saw her life getting better day by day as she passed the exam to be a scholar. Why did she suddenly die again? How can this family live... "

"Yes, my daughter-in-law's hometown suffered a disaster, and the whole family was gone. It's hard to find a home..." When she first came to the village, she was so hungry that she was thin and skinny, but she finally managed to raise some meat at the Li family.

The little boy is still young and does not understand life, old age, illness and death.

At this moment, I just cried and went to my grandmother: "Grandma, don't cry. What's wrong with you? Daddy will feel sad..."

The coffin was not yet closed, so he stepped into the coffin with his feet.

"Daddy, get up quickly, don't sleep in. Daddy, wake up quickly... Mother and grandmother are crying, don't sleep in. Yuyu is so scared... Daddy..." The child's voice was choked, and everyone became more and more excited after hearing this. Tears fell like rain.

Lu Chaochao winked at Zhu Mo, and Zhu Mo put Shan Shan down.

Shanshan is less than ten months old and can barely walk a few steps while holding on to the wall. At this moment, he was sitting in front of the mourning hall, at a loss as to what to do.

The sight of his sister behind him made him feel on pins and needles.

The crying in his ears and the sadness in front of him made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

He looked left and right, but his sister didn't speak. He didn't know what to do.

He didn't know either, and Lu Chaochao was also hesitating in his heart.

Is kindness really helpful?

Shanshan was stunned for a moment, followed the example of others, crawled to the mat, and kowtowed awkwardly twice.

Shan Shan looked at his sister cautiously.

His kowtow was just because his sister was frightened.

At a young age, he was trying to figure out his sister's thoughts.

Before he could crawl back, he heard a cry from his side: "Mr., we need to leave, let's go together!"

He watched helplessly as the woman rushed towards the coffin decisively.

His head hit the corner of the coffin with a bang.

The woman's body fell limply and fell at his feet.

Shanshan was shocked by this scene. Drops of blood flowed down his forehead, and the mourning hall was a mess. Shan Shan was kneeling there calmly...

The little boy's cry was mixed with the panicked screams of everyone, but Shanshan remained motionless.

Probably because Zhu Mo was going to be a father soon, he felt soft when he saw him acting like this and wanted to go forward and hug him.

Lu Chaochao shook his head slightly.

Just now, when she met her, she saw that the woman was full of death thoughts, and she was afraid that she had thoughts of committing suicide.

I have been paying attention to it.

When she rushed forward, she protected him with her spiritual energy.

There was no life-injury, only some superficial wounds on the forehead. But it looked bluffing on the outside, and everyone was frightened out of their wits.

Including, someone who has no respect for life.

The old lady’s wail and the child’s cry made a huge noise.

No one noticed Shan Shan, and he seemed to be surrounded by this tragedy.

He pursed his lips tightly and held the corners of his clothes tightly with his chubby little hands.

This scene had a great impact on him. (End of chapter)