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fifth Master Ma was running in a panic along the mountain path.
He had changed a lot.
He had become thin, as if all the life had been drained from him, and he looked like a walking corpse.
I stopped him and asked, "Fourth Master, what happened to you?"
He lifted his wrinkled face and forced a flattering smile, "It's Chunsheng, you've returned?"
I was about to say something when I heard my mother's voice coming from the yard, " Ma Laowu, you beast, I'm going to take your life!"
fifth Master Ma flinched as if pricked by a needle and fled in a hurry.
My mother chased after him with a kitchen knife.
I felt an uneasy sensation in my heart.
fifth Master Ma was an old bachelor.
When I was young, I had heard many rumors about him.
The most notorious incident was when he molested the elderly widow at the east end of the village.
The woman was nearly eighty years old.
After being tormented by him for a night, she passed away the next day.
As a result, fifth Master Ma spent ten years in prison.
He was released just two years ago.
With no children or family and at an old age, he could no longer do heavy work.
So he wandered around, mooching food and drink.
The people in the village hated him to the core.
How did he end up getting involved with my mother over the past few years?
Filled with doubts, I walked into the courtyard.
"Mom."
My mother turned her face, and upon seeing me, her expression changed.
She walked over and slapped me hard.
"Where have you been?"
I covered my face.
I felt a thousand grievances in my heart.
Wasn't it her who called me back?
Seeing me standing there, she started crying again: "Chunsheng, you have to save your mother."
"Your brother is dead, and your father is not long for this world. You're the only support I have..."
My mother's emotions were very unstable.
One moment she was crying, the next she was laughing.
Then she would grit her teeth, followed by moments of tenderness.
I followed her lead and comforted her for a while.
Then she took my hand to see my brother's body.
My brother had been dead for some time now.
His body had already withered away.
It looked like a dried corpse.
However, his prosthetic leg still spoke of his presence.
Pingping knelt to the side.
Her face was expressionless and wooden.
The spirit that once shone on her face had vanished.
She looked like a fierce woman from a mountain village.
Is this still Pingping?
Is this still the Pingping I have longed for day and night?
Suddenly, my mother flew into a rage again.
She grabbed her cane and swung it at Pingping, shouting, "You bad luck charm! You caused your man to die! Give me back my son! Give me back my son..."
I barely had time to react before Pingping had already taken several hits from the cane.
I rushed forward and grabbed my mother's hand, "Mom, are you out of your mind?"
My mother struggled desperately, "Let me go! I want to kill this bad luck charm!"
Pingping was beaten and bruised all over.
Yet on her face, there was a strange smile.
That smile sent chills down my spine.
I held onto my mother tightly and pushed her toward the room.
As she struggled, she cried out, "Old man, come out and see! Your son has been killed by someone, and you don't even dare to make a sound..."
My father groaned on the bed.
I just saw him curled up on the bed.
His beard was unkempt, and he was so thin that he looked like nothing but skin and bones.
Where was the imposing figure he once was?
I ran over with a heavy heart and hugged him, saying, "Dad, what happened to you?"
Dad reached out his trembling hand and patted my shoulder, choked up and unable to speak.
Mom was still going crazy.
I struggled to push her back into the room.
She cursed until she was exhausted, collapsing onto the bed and gasping for breath.
I looked at her and asked, "Mom, what is going on?"
Mom said bitterly, "Your brother is dead, killed by your Sister-in-law!"
My brother is dead?
Killed by my Sister-in-law?
How could this be possible?
Seeing the doubt in my eyes, Mom started crying again: "Chunsheng, your brother had such a hard life."
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