Raising the Demon

Chapter 11
In the middle of the night, Zhuzi was awakened by a burst of rapid breathing, and not far away, the sound of mother's breathing was as heavy as a bellows.

"Mother, mother... Mother, are you sick again?" Zhu Zi was taken aback, turned over and sat up, before lighting the lamp, he hurriedly opened the window.

The mountain wind was blowing, and the cold night wind made Zhuzi's mother who was sleeping on the bed shiver, but Zhuzi didn't care about it. He hurriedly took a big cattail fan and fanned it until he heard his mother's breathing slowly and steadily. , and then hurriedly said: "Mother, hold on, I'll make some medicine, and when it's dawn, I'll take you to the city to see a doctor..."

"Zhuzi..." Zhuzi's mother stretched out her hand, grabbed Zhuzi's arm, and said in a voice like a silk: "Zhuzi...don't worry about mother, mother's illness is hopeless..."

"Mother, don't listen to that Zi Baifeng's nonsense, he is a bastard, what does he know? If I see him, I will insist on beating him!" As soon as Zi Baifeng was mentioned, Zhuzi immediately felt his teeth itch with hatred.He really didn't know why his brother Zijian had such an annoying son. Several times, he wished to shoot an arrow at Zi Baifeng's mouth with his hunting bow to see how deep the mouth was. Can an arrow be shot to the end?

"Zhuzi... In fact, that boy Baifeng is right. Mother's disease cannot be cured, and it will make her suffer even more if she keeps procrastinating... You grew up with Shitou's father. Look, the stone is so big. , you haven’t found a wife yet, it’s your mother who dragged you down…” She held Zhuzi’s hand, she was just over 40 years old, but she was as thin as an old man in her 80s and [-]s, with no flesh on her hands , like chicken paws, but the strength from who knows where, firmly clamped Zhu Zhu's arm, preventing him from leaving.

"Zhuzi..." Zhuzi's mother took Zhuzi's big rough hand and pulled it into her arms, "Zhuzi, touch..."

Zhu Zi's hand was groping on the mother's chest. The mother didn't know how long she had been panting. The underwear was wet and cold, and a hard object was hidden in the mother's chest.

"My mother came to Yan's house when she married. Your father went up the mountain to pick a piece of fine jade, and beat a roe deer, and went to Mengcheng to exchange this bracelet for my mother..."

Zhuzi remembered that when she was a child, the water-green bracelet on her mother's wrist dazzled people's eyes.

"Pillar, touch again..."

I touched the pillars again, and I could feel every one of my mother's ribs. When my mother first married and came to Yan's house, it was so beautiful.Dad is a good jade craftsman and a good hunter, who doesn't boast of his skill in hunting in the mountains?But one year it rained heavily, and a big rock rolled down the mountain. My father pushed me and my mother away, but I was crushed by the big rock.It was also that time, when my mother fled with the villagers in her arms, that's when she got asthma.

"Zhuzi, have you touched it?" Zhuziniang asked.

"Mom, I got it." Zhu Zi's voice was muffled.

Another hard object, smaller than the previous one.

"When you were ten years old, my mother died..." Zhuzi Niang looked at the dark beams, and there was a light on her face, "After her death, there was no coffin, but this pair of earrings Gave it to me... My mother put on this earring, smiled, and hooked my father's soul away..."

"Mother..." Zhuzi just wanted to cry.

"When you were 17 years old, you were bitten by a wolf. Shitou father carried you back. You had a fever. After three days and three nights, mother pawned the bracelet and earrings to treat your illness... Later The two deer you brought here said they wanted to leave their skins for mother to make a mattress, and mother gave them away, so you are not happy..."

"Actually, mother didn't give it away, mother redeemed it back, this is what your father and your grandmother left for mother, mother can't live without them..."

Zhuzhu just cried.

"Mother once thought that these bracelets and earrings will never be used again unless mother is dead..." Zhuzi's mother didn't say any more, she paused, calmed down, and said: "Zhuzi! , from today onwards, you can keep this bracelet and earrings. As soon as it is dawn, you go to your fifth master’s house and give the earrings to your fifth master, and ask him to find a wife for you. Treat it as a betrothal gift, and the bracelet... it's a betrothal gift from your mother to your daughter-in-law..."

"Mother is dead, there is no need for a coffin, your father didn't even leave a body behind, and I don't even have a place to be buried together... just wrap mother up and bury her next to that big rock..."

"Mother just wanted to see how you got married, to see my son wearing big red flowers and carrying my daughter-in-law on his back... I wanted to see my grandson, I just wanted to..."

"Mother, mother, just wait, I'll go right away, I'll go find Fifth Master right away..." Zhuzi ran out like crazy, and when he ran out of the yard, he just stood there in a daze.

A jade bracelet and a pair of gold earrings were held in his rough hands, so light yet so heavy.This is my mother's life, my mother's dream, and my mother's everything!
Zhu Zi suddenly turned around, knelt down facing his mother's room, and said in a low voice: "Mother, my son is not filial, my son does not want a daughter-in-law, but my son wants a mother! Even if I sell myself as a slave, I still want my mother to live!"

He ran to the door of Zi Baifeng's house and slammed the door of Zi Baifeng's house loudly.

Xiayan Village is located at the foot of the mountain and is not suitable for cars, so most of them don't have cars.Only Zijian usually helps people make furniture and pull wood, so he made a simple cart by himself. Every time Zhuzi took his old mother to Mengcheng to seek medical treatment, he would borrow the cart.

Zijian opened the door, saw Zhuzi's anxious look, and said in surprise, "Zhuzi, is your mother sick again?"

"Brother, I'll borrow the scooter."

"I'll fetch it for you." Zijian turned and left without saying a word.

Zi Baifeng came out of the bedroom in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and said, "Uncle Zhuzi, what's wrong?"

"You crow's mouth, I'll hit you!" Seeing Zi Baifeng, Zhu Zi became so angry that he slapped Zi Baifeng on the face.

"Ah..." Zi Baifeng let out a miserable howl, and took two steps back, clutching his swollen and sore cheeks, he couldn't turn his head for a moment, how did I offend him?
I didn't expect to escape the three whips of Yan Laowu, but I didn't escape the slap of Uncle Zhuzi...

Zi Baifeng's mouth really caused a lot of trouble...

"Hiss... ah..." Zi Baifeng held a wet towel, which was soaked in cold spring water, and covered his side face, sipping his breakfast.Zijian looked across, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Although he was beaten by Zhuzi, Zijian didn't bear any grudges against Zhuzi, and even went with him to carry Zhuzi's mother into the car.Zhuzi is now the best hunter and the biggest strongman in the village. He can break the neck of a wolf cub with one fist. Two years ago, he fought with a bastard from the neighboring village and slapped him deaf. If it's not for the reason, I'm afraid I'll be in prison.If he was really ruthless, Zi Baifeng would not be able to stand up long ago.Moreover, my son who owes me a debt should indeed be beaten.

However, it would be a lie to say that there is no heartache. After sending Zhuzi away, Zijian began to work around his son's face, applying cold compresses and applying medicine.In the morning when Yan Wu saw it, her eyes were blurred with tears, and she kept saying that this pillar of longevity was so cruel, children are ignorant, so what's wrong with talking?He was blowing and touching, and he made a special porridge, which was blown cold for Zi Baifeng to drink.

That grievance of Zi Baifeng, how did he know that his former self said such ugly things, even though they were true...

After eating breakfast slowly, the cold compress and ointment took effect. The swelling on the face subsided slightly, and one eye was able to open. When I looked at the water basin, I saw a big palm print that was swollen.

Little Shitou stretched out a finger beside him, tapped it, and asked, "Brother, does it hurt?"

"Do you think it hurts?" Zi Baifeng slapped his hands angrily, "I'll let you try if it hurts!"

Little Shitou was so frightened that "Jie'er" let out a sharp laugh, ran away in a hurry, and complained to Zijian: "Uncle, brother wants to hit me!"

Zi Jian was sawing and chipping these pieces of wood, when he heard this, he raised his eyelids and said, "He dare not!"

Xiao Shitou received this arrogance, turned around and provoked Zi Baifeng again, saying: "Brother, you dare not hit me!"

"Come here and see if I dare! Look at my tantric mahamudra, and strike!" Zi Baifeng waved his palm vigorously.

Zijian watched the two brothers fight, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his son was indeed different from before.If it was in the past, my son would have pulled a small stone and taught him what it means to be "brother, friend and brother respectful".

If it was Zi Baifeng in the past, he has already gone back to his room to study hard at this moment, but how can the current Zi Baifeng sit still?Back in the room, I picked up a few books and looked at them. They were all boring classics, and with a photographic memory, Zi Baifeng had already memorized them by heart.

He said to Xiaoshitou: "Little Shitou, go out and see if there is anyone outside, especially in the direction of the back mountain, and let me know when there is no one."

Little Shitou let out an oh, went out, and then poked his head back again: "No one!"

Zi Baifeng asked suspiciously, "Is there really no one?"

"No one! When did I ever lie to brother!" Xiao Shitou nodded repeatedly.

He probed to see that there was no one outside, so Zi Baifeng went out with a small wooden box.Xiao Shitou, a follower, of course cocked his toes and swung his arms, following him back and forth.

"Slow down on the road!" Zijian exhorted, and the two of them ran away quickly, ignoring the answer.

With a big handprint on his face, he would inevitably be laughed at when he went to the village, so Zi Baifeng walked straight up the mountain when he left the house.

Looking up from the direction of the foot of the mountain, you can see a small stream meandering down, gurgling through the village and merging into the Meng River.And halfway up the mountain, a large bluestone can be vaguely seen.In the past, Zi Baifeng was studying day and night, thinking that Zijian was too noisy doing carpentry at home, so he often went to the big bluestone to read and write with his poems and books.

The big bluestone is right next to the creek, and the shady side hangs over the creek, covered with moss.The sunny half is dry and flat. Every morning, Zibaifeng would practice calligraphy on the big bluestone with branches dipped in the stream. When the big characters filled the whole bluestone, the sun would rise.If there is a private school class that day, Zi Baifeng will go back to the private school, if there is no class, he will climb to the big bluestone.

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