Chapter 22 Mom Loves You (1)
More than a decade ago, there was a loving couple in a small town. They had two children. Their eldest son was dull and seemed like a fool, while their younger daughter was well-behaved, lively, and very cute.
The husband supported the family by slaughtering pigs at the town's vegetable market, while the wife stayed at home taking care of their two children.
Every day before dawn, her husband would go out to buy goods.
In a little while, the two children will be going to school. The older one will protect the younger one, and at this time, the children on the roadside will throw stones at the older one and laugh at him for being a fool.
After waking up, the wife tidied up the house. After breakfast, she sent the two little ones away and then delivered food to her husband. In the morning, she processed the remaining pork, and then delivered food to her husband at noon and in the evening.
The husband comes home very late, but he always brings his wife small gifts when he does.
Sometimes it's a bouquet of flowers you buy, sometimes it's a piece of nougat from the stall next door, and sometimes it's just the prettiest foxtail grass growing by the roadside.
The wife would sit in front of the door every night, waiting for her lover, no matter how late it was.
All she wanted was to receive the gift from him with joy when he returned, and to give him a sweet kiss.
However, one day, the wife waited very late, but her husband did not come.
She knew her lover would never have the heart to make her wait so long, and she knew something must have happened to him, but she still couldn't bear to think about the outcome and stubbornly waited outside the door all night.
The next day, his wife's eyes were bloodshot, and she stumbled to the town to ask.
The crowd didn't give him an answer; they simply led him to his husband's butcher stall.
Her husband's stubble-covered face was lifeless, but his small eyes, which she always disliked, stubbornly stared in one direction.
The wife looked in that direction, trembling, and realized it was the direction of home...
The husband was killed by a wild boar.
A big order came into town: city people wanted to eat wild game, and the restaurant asked him to kill a wild boar.
That wild boar was huge, and its eyes were gleaming with ferocity.
He had been slaughtering pigs for many years and had killed all kinds of pigs, but that was the first time he had ever seen such a big wild boar.
He wanted money to buy his lover a new coat so she could look like a city woman in a TV drama.
She used to look down on him for being poor, but she was still willing to marry him. He couldn't let her be inferior to other women.
But he was getting old and couldn't hold the pig back. The pig ran away and even hurt his stomach, spilling his intestines all over the ground.
Before the pig ran away, it looked back at him, its eyes showing a human-like sense of satisfaction and revenge.
From then on, the person who slaughtered pigs at the stall changed from a husband to a wife.
She raised her two children alone, and her once fair and delicate hands became covered with calluses.
She spoke less and less, but she worked harder and harder to attract customers.
Sometimes her two children would come to the stall to help. She never let the children do anything, but instead spoke softly to them about life's lessons.
I just don't talk to people like I used to.
People say she was devastated and paralyzed by fear after her husband's death.
Her appetite also increased with the daily grind of work. Her once proud big eyes were squeezed into slits by the fat, merging with the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Her smile was honest, but there was also a hint of sadness in it.
Life was fine as it was.
But those two children went to high school, where the tuition was even more expensive.
Especially the younger one, who has a high talent in art, the teacher said that her talent must not be wasted, so she has to raise money again.
She began slaughtering pigs day and night, smiling at customers during the day, but then mingling with the stinking pigs as soon as they left.
The townspeople laughed at her for smelling like pig manure, but she didn't care at all.
However, tuition fees for art students are very high, and his wife saved for a long time but still couldn't save enough.
History always repeats itself. A huge order came in from the neighboring village—the kind of order that would bring in a lot of money.
This list contains many, many pigs, including large wild boars that my ex-husband had seen before.
The wife became more and more excited as she killed the pigs. She was in a frenzy. With so many pigs, she could not only pay for her two children's school fees, but also buy her daughter some new paintbrushes.
She was a rough person and couldn't distinguish between those high-end paints and watercolors. She only knew that those were brushes used for painting and that they were very expensive. But how could art not be expensive?
Artists are all respectable, and she wanted her daughter to be respectable too.
She insisted on buying her daughter a new one.
But she was too tired. After several days of hard work and no rest, she finally collapsed while killing the wild boar.
Then, like her husband, she died at the pig slaughterhouse.
She died, but the pig did not. It turned over his wife's body and slept on the woman's body.
He smelled the sweet scent emanating from his wife, the scent of flesh and blood.
But what smells even better is the scent her daughter left on her.
It temporarily suppressed its appetite, and carrying its wife's body, returned to her home.
Then it spotted its prey at a glance.
That fragrant, tender prey, named "Jiu Jiu," was the family's youngest daughter.
The beloved daughter of the couple who wanted to kill him.
The pig spirit was extremely vengeful; that very night, it bought seasonings, intending to eat the daughter.
Unexpectedly, the wife's remaining will remained in this body, fighting desperately to prevent it from killing her daughter.
The pig demon was furious and forced himself to cultivate every night, preparing to slowly exhaust his wife's soul.
This explains why the mother's transformation into a pig-like spirit occurs earlier and more frequently at night, and why the degree of transformation is becoming more severe.
Nighttime is when the pig demon's magic is strongest, but it is also when the mother is weakest. Therefore, the pig demon comes out at night to dig into the soil and attack his daughter.
My mother was killed while slaughtering a pig, so she has an instinctive fear of places like the kitchen where knives are used.
Therefore, the mother's power is suppressed here, while the power of the pig spirit is enhanced, hence the rule advises against going near the kitchen, especially at night.
Because of the trauma of her husband's death and her fear of pig spirits, the mother stopped eating meat. However, she loved her child and knew that the child could eat meat if he wanted, but eating pork might trigger the pig spirits and endanger the child. Therefore, the mother forbade her child from eating pork.
The older brother will always protect his younger sister, so players can ask him for help if they are in danger.
————
At this point, the analysis of all rules has been completed.
The system notification tone also sounded at this moment—
[The truth has been revealed 100%! The host is truly amazing!]
For some reason, Lin Chujiu had a bad feeling when she heard the system praise her for being amazing.
Sure enough, the system notification sounded again the next instant, laced with schadenfreude—
Congratulations to player Lin Chujiu for achieving level completion condition A and embarking on a thrilling escape!
Note that during the terrifying escape, all the restrictions on the boss, the Pig Demon, will disappear, so players are urged to escape quickly!
It has been detected that your last live stream opportunity has not been used, which is during the Great Escape. We will automatically start the live stream for you.
Note that the live stream of the thrilling escape is not timed and ends when the escape is successful.
Countdown: 60 seconds —
60,
59,
58......】
Lin Chujiu: !
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com