Chapter 80 (1/2)

Liu Huai'an Kutong knelt down and begged for mercy: ”I didn't betray the organization, really, I didn't! Please, don't kill me!”

”It's OK not to kill you, but I'll take your chip.”

”Chip? OK, OK, you take it.”

Liu Huaian took off his clothes, exposed his back and said, ”come on, take my chip away. I don't want to do it for a long time.”

There was a croak overhead.

He looked up and saw an old crow flying through the dark sky.

The streets became unusually empty. The firefighters were gone and the crowd was gone, leaving only a row of charred corpses lying upright on the ground.

The wind around is chilly and whistling.

Liu Huai'an heard the man behind him say, ”after taking the chip, you have nothing to do with us anymore. You don't know me and have never done anything for us.”

”Yes, I don't know you. I've never done anything for you.” Liu Huaian murmured.

The old Gua flew down with a quack. His sharp claws grabbed his shoulders and took him off the ground.

The old Gua's wings were in the wind, bent its neck and pecked Liu Huai'an's back with a sharp beak.

Liu Huaian was pecked in pain and waved his teeth and claws in the air, but there was no way.

He felt a hole in his back, and the blood fell to the ground like rain, just on the charred corpses.

The crow's claws suddenly loosened and Liu Huai'an fell to the ground.

He saw the crow stop on the man's chicken nest with a bloody chip in his mouth.

The row of charred corpses drenched with blood suddenly came alive. One by one, they got up and slowly came towards Liu Huai'an. They stretched out their burnt arms and shouted, ”give me back my life!”

Liu Huai'an sat on the ground in horror, unable to use any strength.

The corpses were burned beyond recognition, but he could still recognize them: his father, mother, second uncle, second aunt, sister-in-law, little uncle, cousin and cousin

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the charred corpses turned into fly ash and disappeared.

Liu Huai'an suddenly fell to the ground and began to cry.

……

Early the next morning, as soon as Aoki arrived at the community mental health consulting room, he saw Liu Huaian looking around at the door, with a wrinkled old leather bag in his armpit.

He opened the door and asked, ”what's the matter? What's the matter with me?”

Liu Huaian smiled shyly and said, ”I want to ask you something.”

Aoki came into the house and sat down. He looked coldly at Liu Huai'an who followed him and asked, ”what's up?”

Liu Huai'an lowered his head and didn't say a word. His eyes occasionally glanced at the smoke on the green wood table, only flashed back to his knees.

Aoki took a cigarette and threw it to him.

When the cigarette fell to the ground, Liu Huai'an bent down to pick it up, lit it and smoked a few mouthfuls. He put the old leather bag in his armpit on the table and said, ”I funded several difficult children in mountainous areas to study. All the materials are here.”

Aoki was stunned and asked, ”where did you get the money?”

Liu Huai'an said, ”the government gave me relief money, as well as the money I earned from cleaning in previous years. In addition, I sometimes pick up garbage for some money. I didn't spend any of this money, so I saved it.”

”You don't have to?”

”I smoke and eat, and I pick up my clothes.” Liu Huaian looked at his broken shirt and the cigarette between his fingers and said with a little embarrassment.

”Then what do you want me to do?” Aoki asked, looking at the big bag on the table.

Liu Huai'an took a deep breath of smoke and spit it out: ”some of these children have graduated from college and can rely on themselves. They don't need my support, but many are in school, including primary school, junior middle school and university. I don't have much money left. They are all here.”

He pointed to the bag on the desk. ”The money is not enough, so I think they won't give it to those who go to college. When they are old, they can work to support themselves. Give the money to a few small ones, enough for them to finish high school.”

When the cigarette in his hand was finished, he put out the cigarette butt, glanced at the cigarette box on the table, and finally refrained from taking it again.

”I'd like you to help me send the money to them. I've written down the name, address and how much each person gives.” he said, ”don't give it now. Give it later. If you give it now, the children may spend it indiscriminately and don't have to study hard.”