Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

Chapter 8
Chen Dalin also lived a life of poverty. When he was two years old, his father was forced to do corvee labor. Heavy rains caused a half-day delay in transporting grain. He was severely punished and his legs were broken. He could only lie in bed and eat while waiting for the rest of his life. die.

The main pillar of the family collapsed and the child was still young. In order to survive and save the few acres of land at home, his mother found a group of Pila accomplices in the village.

Later, after Chen Dalin's father passed away, the rogue and his mother became an official couple and continued to live together. However, a rogue was a rogue. After they got married, his mother was either beaten or scolded. He was also beaten from childhood to bruised nose and face.

Later, the scoundrel sold his family's land without telling his mother, and ran away with the money.

In order to bring Chen Dalin up, his mother hooked up with other men in the village, and this kind of thing was naturally despised by the villagers.

It was at this time that the original family and Chen Dalin's family reduced their contacts.

Finally, he brought Chen Dalin up, and he scraped together a few things to marry a widow for Chen Dalin. They got married, and gave birth to a son and a daughter. Just when he thought he was enjoying a happy life, his mother fell ill due to overwork and died. He left after a while.

In order to support his family of three, Chen Dalin could only go to the county town to do odd jobs for wealthy families, barely making ends meet.

But one day when he came back, he found a group of people gathered in the river outside the village. After asking about it, he found out that his daughter was playing in the river and fell into the water and drowned.

From then on, his wife also became nagging and suffered from hysteria.

Last year there was a disaster in the north, and this year there was another flood in the south, and he lost his job because of it.

Chen Dalin's family is impoverished and has a bad reputation. In this year of disaster, no one in the village is willing to take care of his funeral arrangements.

After Chen Mo got to know his family, he felt compassion.

Chen Dalin's house is a thatched house, and there is a group of people watching the fun outside.

"The Dalin family is finished. How can the two of them survive if they are left behind?"

"The Qinghe Gang was too cruel. They just grabbed the fish and took it away, but they beat people like this."

"Get out of the way, Brother Mo is here. He and the Dalin family are the same family. Brother Mo will take care of the rest."

"Brother Mo, do you know how to prepare a banquet? I heard from Mrs. Lu that his family has a stove at noon."

"Do you want to test whether my knife is sharp?" Chen Mo came with a hatchet and glared at the person who said he knew how to set up a table.

That man was a scoundrel in the village, his name was Liu Ergou. He was playing with Wang Mazi. He was not afraid of Chen Moheng at all, and he even said secretly: "Hey, Brother Mo is now capable. It seems that Brother Wang Xi hasn't beaten you yet." enough."

Wang Mazi's real name is Wang Xi. Because he had pockmarks on his face when he was a child, everyone calls Wang Xi Wang Mazi in private.

People around laughed and booed.

"Uncle, don't mess around." At this time, Han Anniang ran over and quickly grabbed Chen Mo.

After what happened to Lu San a few days ago, Han Anniang was really afraid that her uncle would chop him with a knife and wanted to drag him into Chen Dalin's house.

Without pulling, he found his uncle glaring at Liu Ergou angrily.

"Uncle." Han Aniang held Chen Mo's knife-holding arm with both hands, her voice soft and soft.

At this time, Chen Mo was finally pulled, and the two of them entered the thatched house.

"Exactly." Liu Ergou showed a sneer and said, "Ms. Han's ass is really big. No wonder Brother Wang Xi cares about her so much."

After entering the house, Han Aniang quickly took the hatchet from Chen Mo's hand. Fortunately, she followed after noticing that the hatchet was not there, otherwise something might have happened.

Chen Mo took a deep breath, Liu Ergou, right? He remembered this account.

Inside the house, Chen Dalin was wrapped in a straw mat and lying on the ground. Ten-year-old Xiao Lin knelt beside him, holding Chen Dalin's hand and crying.

Mrs. Dalin next to her was smiling crazily for a while, and crying quietly for a while.

Suddenly, Mrs. Dalin looked at the door and walked over like crazy. Chen Mo quickly protected Han Anniang.

I saw Mrs. Dalin touching the air and saying, "Mao'er, come back. Mao'er, you're finally back. Mom wants to die."

Mrs. Dalin hugged a bunch of air.

Mao'er is Chen Dalin's drowned daughter.

Han Aniang suddenly felt wet and had goosebumps on her skin. She hugged Chen Mo's arm tightly and Xue Li squeezed it.

"Dalin, get up, don't sleep, Dalin. Our cat is back, Dalin, get up." After saying that, Dalin's wife seemed to wake up, and rushed to Chen Dalin's body again, kneeling aside: "Dalin, what's wrong with you? Dalin, Dalin, wuwu..."

The hoarse cries were like the howling wind in the cold winter months.

Xiao Lin buried his head, clenched his hands tightly, and held Chen Dalin's hand tightly.

"Ugh."

"Ugh."

Chen Mo and Han Anniang sighed.

The so-called funeral arrangements were nothing more than carrying Chen Dalin's body to the mountain, digging a hole, and burying him with a straw mat.

Use a wooden board to erect a tombstone and write "Chen Dalin's tomb" on it.

Later, Chen Mo brought Xiao Lin to his home and gave him half a catty of corn and two catties of wheat bran.

Chen Mo patted his shoulder and said, "I can only help you so far. You can only rely on yourself for the rest of your life."

Xiao Lin held the bag containing corn and wheat bran tightly, knelt down towards Chen Mo, took a heavy bite, wiped his tears, and left without looking back.

Chen Dalin's death did not cause much disturbance in Fuze Village. On the contrary, some people complained that Chen Mo took care of other people's funeral affairs without even setting up a table.

On this day, Chen Mo was waving the knife normally in the house.

[Number of sword swings +1, Trina sword skill experience +1]

"9999." Chen Mo swung the knife forcefully again: "10000."

[Number of sword swings +1, Tianhe sword skill experience +1,]

It was at this moment that many experiences and insights poured into his mind.

Chen Mo stopped swinging his knife and brought up the panel.

[Name: Chen Mo. 】

【Age: 16,】

[Skill: Blood nourishing technique (entry 11.5/100). 】

[Boundary: None. 】

[Strength: 7+21. 】

[Skill: Trina Sword Technique (Perfect, if you need to break the level, please increase your strength to 30.)]

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.

Trina Sword Technique is actually fully upgraded?

As for this broken level, judging from his experience in reading so many novels, it should be an improvement in Tianhe's sword skills.

But this own strength reaches 30.

It is impossible for ordinary people to exceed the normal limit by exercising desperately.

You can only rely on practice
"Huh!" Chen Mo took a long breath and slashed hard. Sure enough, the system notification sound disappeared and the skill column did not move at all.

"Wait another five days. Even if my strength has not increased to 8, I still have to go up the mountain." Chen Mo narrowed his eyes. If he delayed it any longer, it would be too late until the heavy snow closed the mountain.

Maybe it was Chen Dalin's death that touched Chen Mo. When the ten days were up, Chen Mo didn't go to Lu San to ask for food and force him to die.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

Chen Mo thought of a way, which was to cook lunch and dinner in the morning, so that there would be no smoke at noon and night, creating the illusion that he could only eat one meal a day.

(End of this chapter)