After this incident, Yang Wei seemed to have become a completely different person.
When Yang's mother came back and saw her son was either sleeping or sitting there in a daze, she felt sad.
Mother Yang looked worried and said to Father Yang: "Look at our son, he is like possessed by evil spirits. Why don't we find a witch in the village to take care of him?"
Father Yang also looked worried. He took a puff of his pipe, his pair of deep brown eyes dim.
"Okay, let's ask the village witch to clean it up."
What we are promoting now is to believe in science and crack down on feudal superstition.
But whenever there was any problem in the village, they would still look for her secretly.
After all, if you have a headache or a fever, it costs a lot to go to the hospital, but it only costs one or two dollars to ask the village fortune teller to take care of it.
When Yang's mother went out, she was afraid of being seen by the people from the commune team, so she went out secretly.
She went to find the village witch, and they agreed to come at night.
When the sky gradually darkened, the fortune-teller arrived.
As soon as she came in, she saw Yang Wei pause, his eyes widened, and he looked shocked.
The wattage of the big-bellied light bulb in the house was too low, and the fortune-teller felt nervous: "Oh, it's bad, it's bad, your son is seriously ill."
Yang's mother and father looked at each other, both of them became even more frightened and their faces turned pale.
Mother Yang had a sad and anxious face.
"Oh, witch, please tell me quickly, what is wrong with me?
My son is the only son in three generations, nothing can happen to him."
The witch came in front of Yang Wei and leaned her wrinkled face closer to take a look at Yang Wei.
Yang Wei was thinking about the past and was suddenly startled back to his senses and cried out.
"Ghost..."
The witch straightened up and pointed at Yang Wei and said seriously: "Look at this, I think you are possessed by evil spirits.
Your son has a dark heart, you need to find a way to exorcise the evil spirit quickly."
When Yang's mother heard this, she slapped her thighs and stamped her feet.
"What should I do? Witch, please cure me quickly."
The witch said: "Hurry up and bring me a bowl of yin and yang water."
Mother Yang was puzzled: "What is Yin Yang Water?"
"It's half boiled water and half well water. Hurry up."
Mother Yang quickly went to the kitchen and brought back a bowl.
After the witch took it, she took a bite and sprayed saliva all over Yang Wei's face.
Yang Wei: …
Damn, what is this?
With a look of disgust on his face, he raised his hand to wipe it off. Just as he was about to open his mouth to curse, the witch did it again.
Yang Wei's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Fuck, what did you do?"
Snap——
The witch slapped her in the face and said fiercely: "Don't swear. Swearing makes your heart even darker."
The witch snorted again and said, "You are sitting here. I want to exorcise the evil spirit for you. You are still entangled by the vixen in the back mountain."
As the witch spoke, she took out a red-headed scarf from her bag, wrapped it around her head, held a copper coin sword in her hand, kicked off her shoes, jumped onto the bed, and danced around Yang Wei as if she was having a seizure.
She kept mumbling to herself and her dancing movements were like a walking toad.
Yang Wei had a look of despair on his face. His mother stood aside with her neck shrunk, not daring to speak. His father almost laughed out loud at the witch's crazy dancing.
After dancing for about twenty minutes, the witch was so tired that she sat down sweating and said, "Oh my God, this evil spirit in you is incurable. I think it will come again two more times."
When Yang's mother heard this, she asked, "Is this the end of the day?"
The witch wiped the sweat off her face, took out a small ceramic bottle from her bag, and pulled out a black pill from it.
"Look, this medicine is really powerful. I begged the Jade Emperor for 49 days to get it. Take it at 12 o'clock in the evening, and your son's illness will be relieved."
Seeing hope, Yang's mother reached out and took it as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Thank you so much."
The witch rubbed her fingers together. After Yang's mother came to her senses, she took out a piece of silver from her bag, thought for a while and gave her more silver.
A trace of joy flashed in the witch's eyes, and she smiled and said, "Then I'll make sure your son takes this medicine, otherwise it won't work."
"Hey, hey, hey, I'll take you there."
Mother Yang nodded and bowed, being so polite.
If Chen Xiaohong were here, she would probably be surprised that Yang's mother, who was so disgusting, would be so polite to an old woman who performed shamanism.
Mother Yang politely saw the person off, and only turned around and went back in after the witch had gone far away.
The witch got up halfway and spat to the side.
"Bah, this is not a human thing. Even though my daughter-in-law is so young, he treated her so cruelly.
There are no great immortals in this world. Although she is in this line of work, she also knows that she cannot do anything that goes against her conscience.
How is it possible that you can live a carefree life after doing so many bad things?"
This fortune-teller is the only one in her family. Her parents-in-law and husband died early when she was young, and her only son died of illness a few years ago.
The villagers called her unlucky, and she was looked down upon when she went out. Whenever she passed by, she was mocked and insulted behind her back.
Later, she often insomnia, so she went to the hospital for treatment. The doctor prescribed sleeping pills for her. Only then did she realize that there really is a good medicine in the world that can help people sleep soundly.
So she came up with a trick to deceive people. She found out from other people in the village who were feeling unwell, and then she crushed the sleeping pills, mixed them with incense ash and horse urine and gave them to them to eat.
At first, few people believed in her, but her medicine was effective.
Later, everyone in the village called her a witch.
Although she is old and alone, her mind is very clear.
If her son had such a beautiful daughter-in-law, even if he was a widow, at least he would have a daughter to keep him company.
But what about now?
well……
The past is too hard to recall, and looking back I am filled with tears.
She knew that this was not right, but only in this way could she gain the respect of the villagers.
She added a quarter of sleeping pills to Yang Wei's medicine.
Go to sleep, have a good night's sleep.
I hope this kid can find his conscience in his dreams.
However, there shouldn't be much hope.
If parents have no conscience, how can we expect their children to have one?
However, nothing is absolute and it is hard to say.
When it was twelve o'clock, Yang's mother brought some water to Yang Wei.
"Son, drink this medicine quickly. The witch said that this medicine will work if you drink it."
Yang Wei raised his eyes and looked at his mother speechlessly.
"That damn fortune teller is just a liar. You still believe her to your core. Aren't you afraid of poisoning me to death?"
"Don't talk nonsense, it really works.
She said that your heart is black and there is no cure if you don’t treat it.”
Yang Wei was irritated and said angrily: "I don't want to eat it, you have to eat it if I want."
He pulled the quilt over his head. Mother Yang was complaining and Yang Wei had no choice but to get up.
Mother Yang smiled and said, "My dear son, drink it quickly. When you get better, I will ask someone to find you another girl."
Miss Tu?
Chen Xiaohong is hardworking and capable of both housework and cooking. Isn't that great?
Isn’t it what happened in the end!
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