Chapter 234 Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue
To be too old to die is to be a thief;

To be too old to die is to be a thief!

The old man lay on his back on the bed, muttering to himself.

She did feel confused sometimes, but not completely. She even remembered clearly that today was the 573rd day she had been paralyzed in bed.

The old man moved his fingers.
No, it's midnight now, maybe it's past 12 o'clock, which means it's 574 days.

It’s not scary to get old, what’s scary is to lose the ability to move after getting old.

When you cannot get up freely, eat, or go out for a walk, then this decaying body becomes a rotten cage.

The old woman is not a blind drifter. On the contrary, as a highly respected old professor of Jinan University, it is extremely rare to find a female professor like her who is well-versed in ancient and modern times and in both liberal arts and science.

But now, even if the Master is possessed, what can we do?

When she was lying on the bed, being manipulated like a toy by the nanny, having to deal with her feces and urine, and unable to even pull up her pants by herself, her dignity as a human being no longer existed.

"You are a thief if you are too old to die!"

The old man whispered weakly. Yes, this was certainly not the original meaning of this sentence in the Analects, but it was very appropriate to use it at this moment.

She struggled with her hands and tried to get closer to the window, but finally gave up.

The moonlight shone through the window onto her silver hair and her face like dry bark. Her cloudy eyes stared out the window. Countless stars twinkled in the depths of the moonlight.

She was suddenly a little intoxicated, and a passage from long ago suddenly popped up in her drowsy head. It was a love letter written by the child's father to her, and the words were full of the strange romance of a science and engineering man.

"You may have heard that everything was probably born from Heisenberg's uncertainty, vacuum fluctuations, and cosmic inflation. On a scale of tens of billions of years, the fate between people is really very short."

"We are like mayflies in the universe, a grain of sand in the vast ocean. But if time could be frozen, recording every moment of our meeting, every attosecond in a hundred years of life would become a gift from God, a total of trillions of trillions, enough for me to remember your appearance forever."

A warm smile like that of a young woman suddenly flashed across the old man's dry face.

You're such a fool! Who told you to chase girls like this?

If you hadn't left so early, how would I have become like this? However, it would be best if we could die together.

"Mother Wu, Mother Wu."

The old man tilted his head and looked at the woman sleeping on the small bed.

Although this woman is illiterate and snores, she is very capable. Chatting with her about family matters can help her relieve her loneliness.

But, she could hold it in for almost a week.

"Hey, here I come, Auntie, do you want some water or go to the toilet?"

Mother Wu got up from the small bed and quickly poured water from the thermos on the table.

She has always been a light sleeper, and she heard the old man's mumbling just now, but she couldn't understand it at all. Intellectualized people are always pretentious and have many bad habits.

He is obviously paralyzed in bed, but he is still sentimental. I really don't understand. Shouldn't a person eat well, drink well, make more money, and when he can't move, just keep his mouth shut and wait for death?

She would never want to be paralyzed in bed and have her son spend thousands of dollars every month to hire a nanny to take care of her. She would rather die.

But she would definitely not say these words to the elderly. They are the head of the family and have plenty of money. If no one is willing to spend money to support the elderly, then if they take care of them like this, the nanny will have nothing to lose.

"Auntie Wu, I have something to ask you."

The old woman drank two cups of water and calmed down a little, then lay down again. However, it looked like she had no intention of sleeping, so she kept her eyes open and started chatting with Aunt Wu.

It is common for the elderly to have trouble sleeping at night, which is normal for Mother Wu.

"Auntie, if you have anything to ask, just tell me. You are a great professor, why do you ask me what a rural woman does? I can't read a single word. Back then, the government-run night school and literacy classes were free, but my parents wouldn't let me go because they were afraid that I wouldn't be able to get up the next day and there would be no one to pick grass for the pigs."

Aunt Wu is a good chatty person. Although her speech is quite rough, it is a novel experience for an old person who has never lived in the countryside.

"Auntie Wu, I want to ask you, why haven't you done anything yet?"

"Crack!!"

The old man said with a smile, and the thermos cup in Wu Ma's hand fell to the ground. "Were you found out?!"

Mother Wu instinctively put her hands behind her back and kept groping around.

She remembered clearly that she had tied a rope at the head of the crib.

Now that he has been found out, there is no time to wait. The only option is to kill him to silence him.

Aunt Wu finally touched the rope, stretched out her other hand, untied the rope and tied it around her hand.

The incident happened suddenly, and it is too late to use rat poison, DDT, paraquat, etc. We can only use force.

Aunt Wu felt a little regretful. She should have taken action earlier and left decisively. After all, this was not the first time she had done this job. As long as she was quick and covert enough, she would be able to do it.

The family members will not dwell on the real cause of death of an elderly person who is already bedridden and dying.

It's the same whether you are rich or poor.

It was done in the same hasty manner. I went to the street office to get a certificate, and then held a grand ceremony with dozens of tables of banquets.

"Auntie, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Aunt Wu held back and wanted to confirm it again. After all, it was late at night and everyone was asleep. Any slight movement would be noticed.

What's more, the master's villa is located in the most prestigious area for nobles in the whole of Yangcheng.

If something goes wrong, I will definitely not be able to escape.

"Auntie Wu, didn't you want to do this the first day you got home? I wasn't wrong, was I?"

The old man still had a smile on his face.

She lay on the bed, but kept pressing the woman holding the rope, without any awareness of being strangled to death.

"Don't deny it. I am paralyzed, but I am not stupid, nor am I blind or deaf. I know you searched through boxes and cabinets for valuables while I was asleep."

"My daughter and son-in-law are busy with work and have no time to take care of me. They don't know how much money I have in my cabinet."

"Promise me, Aunt Wu, give me some more sleeping pills, grind them up and put them in honey water, and wait until I fall asleep before you do it. I'm afraid of the pain."

"Don't be nervous. I'm telling you, you can't use a rope. It's too obvious. Cover your mouth and nose with a towel and pretend you died of suffocation. It's best to get a small piece of soaked rice cake and put it in your mouth in advance. It will be more effective."

The old man was instructing the thug who was holding a hemp rope and ready to rush over and strangle her at any time in such a nonchalant manner, talking eloquently.

"Auntie, are you confused again? What nonsense are you talking about? I'm a nanny, not a murderer."

Mother Wu's hands were shaking and her face turned pale.

It’s not that she didn’t want to do it, nor was it that she was just being kind.

The truth is, ever since she saw that strange young man on Monday afternoon, Wu Ma felt that her every move was being watched by a pair of sharp eyes.

The feeling was so strong that every time she poisoned someone or was about to take action, she would give up halfway.

"You are, of course you are a murderer, and a villain who has committed many crimes. Aunt Wu, I am 85 years old. I have seen all kinds of people in my life. I have seen criminals who are more brutal than you."

"I don't understand. You've been looking for an opportunity to take action these past two days. Why do you keep dragging it out? Let me teach you, you have to cut the Gordian knot when doing something like this. Delay will lead to changes."

The old man continued to persuade her patiently, and the rope in Wu Ma's hand became looser and looser.

With her limited knowledge and experience, she couldn't understand why the old lady would say such a thing. How could there be someone in the world who was so determined to die? It was too strange.

"Auntie, stop talking nonsense! I am Auntie Wu who is taking care of you. Are you confused again?"

Aunt Wu silently put away the rope.

She hadn't thought of using a rope at first. There were cameras in Director Song's home, and if she took action now, the noise would be too loud in the middle of the night.

Not worth the candle.

(End of this chapter)

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