vrcanaries Chapter 311 What is all this for?
Chapter 311 What is all this for?
Mu Qiuhe said helplessly, trying to stop his actions with words.
But there was no response for a long time.
Mu Qiuhe slowly raised her head, only to see a shocking scene.
The light of the setting sun fell from the sky and landed on his face. The patient, who was originally confused, felt a little melancholy for some reason. Tears fell involuntarily from the corners of his eyes, leaving a white mark.
He tried to raise his right hand and grabbed towards the setting sun. His bloodless mouth moved slightly, as if he was saying something.
But the voice was too soft, and Mu Qiuhe couldn't hear it clearly even though she was close to his mouth.
In the end, I could only shake my head helplessly.
Mu Qiuhe, who was in a trance for a moment, quickly came back to her senses. Looking at the profile, she sighed helplessly.
"There's really nothing I can do about you."
……
At night, the bright moonlight shines from the sky, and the stars shine in the sky, forming an endless Milky Way. Beside the stream at the foot of the mountain, there are lights flickering in the houses.
The fish in the stream jumped up from time to time, causing ripples on the water surface. Toads sang loudly beside the stream, and birds sang in chorus. If you listen carefully, it seems like someone is whispering. If you get closer to the courtyard, you can clearly hear the helpless voice from the house.
"Dad! Stop laughing and help me!"
In the warm house, a sumptuous meal was placed on the wooden table. Three people were sitting around the wooden table. At this moment, the pretty girl with two pigtails was speaking irritably.
"Oh, that's not how it's used."
The girl snatched the chopsticks from the boy next to her, then reluctantly separated the chopsticks herself and put them in his hand. She picked up a pair of the same chopsticks with her other hand and performed the movements in front of him, trying to teach him how to use chopsticks.
But the young man was unmoved. His hands seemed completely uncoordinated. The object that he could have clamped with just a light pinch now seemed extremely weak in his hands.
Watching the boy's every move, Mu Qiuhe gradually understood the pain of raising a child. She was obviously familiar with it, but no matter how she did it, she couldn't do it successfully. No matter how many times she taught him, it was useless. Looking at the boy who was about to grab something with his hands because he didn't know how to use chopsticks, Mu Qiuhe helplessly lay on the table.
"Who cares? I'm done with this! This isn't something a human being can do!"
Just as the young man was about to grab the dish with his outstretched hand, Mu Qiuhe helplessly stretched out her palm and knocked his hand down. Perhaps she felt that her tone was a bit harsh, so she adjusted herself and spoke as gently as possible, but she couldn't hide the feeling of exhaustion.
"Oh, that's not the case. Let me do it. I'll pick it up for you."
It seems like I have compromised with life.
Mu Qukong, who was holding the bowl and chopsticks and eating in small bites, swallowed his food and burst out laughing again.
Mu Qiuhe, who was gradually falling into despair, could only roll her eyes helplessly to express her dissatisfaction with her father's ridicule.
Only the young boy was sitting aside, holding a small bowl, sitting there blankly, not knowing what was going on.
He didn't know what he had done wrong, nor did he know what had happened. It was as if everything had nothing to do with him.
A warm and peaceful day was about to end. After dinner, Mu Qiuhe took the dishes to the yard to wash them. An unnoticed, weak boy came out again, holding onto the wall.
He stood in the moonlight, looked up at the stars, and was stunned again.
Hearing the sound coming from the door, Mu Qiuhe turned around and was about to say something, but was stopped by the boy's father who shook his finger behind him.
The boy's eyes were very confused, but the confusion was mixed with some complexity. He didn't know what he was thinking about. Suddenly, he seemed to be in great pain. He couldn't help but hugged his head. The severe pain made his whole body twitch. He fell to the ground, curled up into a ball, trying to use this method to relieve the pain.
Seeing this scene, Mu Qiuhe immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks, walked over quickly, and looked at her father.
Mu Qukong just shook his head solemnly without saying anything. Looking at his painful appearance, he waved his hand to let him leave.
Seeing her father's expression, Mu Qiuhe also understood the hidden meaning. She had no way to alleviate the current situation, and her father had no better solution.
Looking at the boy's painful expression, Mu Qiuhe just sighed softly, then returned to her original place to wash the dishes.
But his eyes would occasionally glance towards the young man.
An unknown amount of time had passed, and the dishes in his hands had been washed countless times. The boy who was curled up on the ground seemed to have finally held on. His body stopped twitching, and his hands that were tightly holding his head loosened. Mu Qukong saw that the time was ripe, so he picked up the boy on the ground, made a gesture to Mu Qiuhe who was watching here, and went back into the house.
Only Mu Qiuhe was left there. She let out a long breath, and looked up at the sky with sadness and helplessness.
"Ugh."
Then she took the wooden bucket full of water to the kitchen. She hadn't been able to wash herself in the afternoon, and now she had an extra piece of clothing covered in mud.
"Why is all this happening?"
……
In the dark night, the dense woods blocked the moonlight, and only scattered light fell to the ground through the gaps between the leaves. Under the moonlight that looked like fragments, a scalp-numbing gnawing sound could be heard.
Pieces of scarlet flesh were torn apart by teeth. A blurry figure lay on the animal's corpse and twisted constantly in the moonlight. A crow with scarlet eyes watched silently from the treetop, as if waiting for it to eat its fill so that they could enjoy the feast together.
The tragic howls of wolves sounded from not far away, echoing each other like a symphony.
The blood fell to the ground and went deep into the ground. After an unknown amount of time, the lying figure seemed to be tired. It raised its head, revealing red pupils, and a strange roar came out of its throat.
The sound was so fierce that it shook the entire forest. The howling wolves stopped at the sound. They seemed to have heard the voice of their natural enemies, gathered together, and then fled to the distance.
Under the tall locust tree, on the swaying lounge chair, the vicissitudes of life old woman slowly stood up. She supported herself with a cane, walked to the fence, and looked at the top of the mountain not far away with her cloudy eyes in the moonlight. The moon was a little higher than the top of the mountain. I don’t know if she was looking at the moon or something else.
A smile appeared on the wrinkled cheeks.
"Finally, it's about to begin~"
……
The next morning, when it was still light, Mu Qiuhe had already dressed. Carrying a bucket of water, she carefully walked into the ward. Through the dim firelight, she saw the face she had seen many times. This time, he was just like before, with a frown on his face, as if he had dreamed of something painful and was struggling.
Mu Qiuhe sighed softly, then picked up the towel soaked in warm water and placed it on his head, trying to wipe away the sadness between his brows.
"What is all this for?"
Mu Qiuhe couldn't help but think so, but it might take a long time to answer this question.