Chapter 24 Oath
The length of time is resilient.
It may be infinite.
Or it may be fleeting.
If people stay up late, work all night, and wipe mechanically, they may feel that time is infinite.
All muscle cells are on strike.
But when you are so focused on seeking miracles, you can't care about this long process.
You are busy, busy all the time.
I hope that my busyness can be of some use and change something.
The later I am, the weaker I feel.
The water has been changed dozens of times.
There is even light in the sky.
The candles went out.
At this moment, the room fell into darkness.
Jiang Yu hugged her sister and leaned back in a small chair. She was tired and scared. She fell asleep in fear for a while, holding her sister's hand very tightly.
Jiang Mianmian also fell asleep several times in the middle.
The baby was exhausted, and she used up all the spiritual spring water in one breath, which also consumed her energy. She only knew when she opened her eyes slightly that her father and mother were taking turns to wipe her brother.
At this moment.
The candle burned out.
In the darkness.
Jiang Changtian was extremely desperate and regretful.
Everything in front of him was black.
In the darkness, he could not find a bit of light.
He felt cold, very cold.
He touched his son's body, and it was no longer hot, but seemed to be cool.
He was so suppressed that he couldn't help crying softly, like a beast wailing.
He felt that his biological mother hated him since he was a child. His mother was kind to everyone, but she couldn't hide her disgust for him.
It was okay when his father was alive, but after his father passed away, the look in his mother's eyes when she looked at him was colder than when she looked at a beggar on the street.
At that time, he thought that he would never have children in the future. If having children is so despised, then why bother.
But later, he was kicked out of the house, he got married, and he had children.
He lived in extreme poverty and hardship, but he was at peace.
He was willing to do everything for this family.
Murder, arson.
But his Feng'er died.
He was arguing with him yesterday, he was so careless, he chose embroidered shoes for his sister, he was so sensible, he was covered in wounds, he didn't say a word, he, he wanted to hurt him to death.
He felt so painful.
So painful.
Jiang Changtian held his son's hand tightly.
Tears flowed uncontrollably.
He trembled all over.
His body swayed, his eyes went black, and then he fell into an embrace.
His wife held him.
So that he would not fall.
This ordinary-looking woman was always there.
Jiang Changtian would always remember that he almost drowned, and it was she who jumped into the river, dragged him out, and carried him back home.
She was tall and strong, with plain features.
But her shoulders were broad and solid.
She could cook.
It wasn't delicious, but it was filling.
Jiang Changtian didn't think he would marry her.
But at this moment, he was holding his wife.
He felt that she was also trembling, and her voice was shaking, but his wife still stroked his back with her hand and said calmly: "It's okay, it's okay, we have money, we can buy a good coffin, Feng'er likes bright colors, we can buy a bright color, next life, next life, let him be reborn, he will become a rich family's young master, he will live better than now, it will be very good, husband, it's okay, it's okay."
"No..." Jiang Changtian wailed.
Why.
Why is the sky so unfair.
What did Feng'er do wrong? He didn't hurt anyone, the prostitutes in the brothel all liked him, he smiled at everyone, he smiled at everyone...
If good and evil are rewarded, the retribution will be on him.
You can let him die, you can let him be torn into pieces, leaving no bones, and pierced by thousands of arrows, but don't hurt his children, don't...
Jiang Changtian cried and trembled.
He hated, hated, hated.
His Feng'er died, and he wanted people to pay for his life. He wanted to kill people. He wanted them to suffer a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times.
Why did they live in such a gorgeous way,
why did they judge life and death by holding a Buddhist rosary,
why did they sit on the throne ? They
have to fall down, die, and roll in the dust like him, struggle, and be as bad as him.
He wants them to suffer more than he has suffered. He wants them to regret and repent day and night.
Jiang Changtian bit his teeth tightly, biting until they bled, and a fishy-sweet taste filled his mouth.
Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.
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