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But when the doctor entered, he just took a glance and shook his head.
Aunt and Uncle pulled him, saying, "Doctor, please save my son."
The doctor replied, "It's too late."
Lu Xiaoguang was dead, dead at home.
He did not hold a funeral; he was hastily buried after two days at home.
On the day of the burial, Aunt cried inconsolably.
She had lost her mind, spending all day hugging a pillow as if it were Lu Xiaoguang.
Grandma remained unchanged, showing no significant emotional fluctuations.
She kept muttering, "It must be because I didn't clean the kitchen properly;
the things weren't clean, which caused Xiaoguang to lose his life."
After Lu Xiaoguang was buried, Uncle revealed his true colors.
He first scolded Aunt for not being a proper wife and for not taking care of Lu Xiaoguang, which led him to sneak off to eat Eel.
He said, "If it weren't for your negligence, how could my son have gotten into trouble?"
Aunt cried as she retorted, "Don't you have any fault? Why did you go catch Eel that day?"
Uncle shouted angrily, "If you had taken better care of me, would I have gone to catch Eel myself?"
Aunt stared blankly at Uncle and said, "Our son has just died, and this is how you treat me?"
Uncle sneered, "What else should I do? Feel sorry for you? Wake up; you're already past your prime!"
Aunt frantically charged at Uncle and started fighting with him.
She had lost all reason and picked up a stool to smash it down on Uncle's head.
Uncle was hit and bled profusely; he fell to the ground, convulsing.
Aunt continued to strike until Uncle lay completely still.
Grandma heard the commotion and came out of the room.
Seeing this scene, she was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.
She trembled as she said, "You... you... killed someone..."
Auntie replied in confusion, "I didn't, I didn't."
Grandma stood up shakily and said, "Zixuan, Zixuan, go find the village chief."
I hid in the doghouse, not moving at all.
Auntie killed Uncle, something I could never have imagined.
But it's for the best; this family is finally falling apart.
I didn't go out, and Grandma didn't come looking for me.
That night, I heard Grandma and Auntie talking quietly in the house.
Grandma said, "Don't let this get out; just say my son died from a fall."
Auntie nodded while crying, saying, "Thank you, Mom."
Grandma sighed and said, "Don't be sad; take care of your health."
I scoffed to myself: indeed, the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is also bent.
Grandma indulged Auntie in killing Uncle and chose to protect her.
No wonder Auntie is so wicked; she learned it all from Grandma.
By nightfall, I pretended nothing was wrong and continued to sleep in my doghouse.
After all, there were no adults left at home; I could sleep wherever I wanted.
But I still had to be careful not to let Grandma and Auntie discover that I was a witness.
This Mid-Autumn Festival was truly lively.
Uncle died, my brother died, and Auntie went mad.
Only I remained, sleeping alone in the doghouse, fully awake.
That Mid-Autumn Festival became a topic of gossip in the village.
Many people knew that two people had died in my family and one had gone insane.
Only I knew that all of this was caused by me.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, my grandmother followed the villagers' advice. They said, "Your granddaughter is already eight years old; she should sleep separately." For the first time, my grandmother cleaned out Lu Xiaoguang's old house and let me move in. However, every night, I couldn't fall asleep no matter what. My grandmother sneered, "Girls are worthless; they can't be treated like people." Living in that house, I couldn't eat well or sleep well every day.
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