Sun Repair Guide

Chapter 162 Ask Big Brother to Come Out and Apologize

Who doesn't have a cell phone these days.If you are really filial, don't lose your grandfather's face.

He has already given you money.

The witch obviously didn't expect me to say that.She had already folded the Taoist robe she had just taken off and was about to stuff it into her bag.Her movements paused for a moment, and then she smiled all over her face: What's the matter.But forget it, your grandfather and I are old acquaintances.Money, I don't want it.But I have to return this umbrella.She pointed to the black umbrella and said.

I bent down and loosened the neck holding the umbrella.then.I said.

The orange sun shines directly on the urn.I can see a black crack.

Your family is really nothing.The witch put away the umbrella.

I know.I stared at the crack, which seemed to be getting wider and wider.

I went to them and asked for money.They told me, whoever invited you to ask whoever you want to go.How do I get to!Doesn't this curse me to death!Wicked!she said to herself.

I have no home.

The sorcerer became more and more excited as she spoke.If it was back then, I would have... What did you say?she asked.

nothing.I go first.

I go back to that home.They are eating.

Back, where are the ashes?The one who spoke was Wang Xiuli, grandpa's daughter.Grandpa has five children.Wang Xiuli is the boss.They are discussing how to divide the money.Seeing me walk in, he stopped talking.

outside the door.I saw Wang Xiuli holding a wad of money in her hand.The sun slanted even more.

You take the two thousand.You also know that the old man's funeral cost a lot of money.That's all there is to it.And that house cannot be lived in for you.Your brother will be getting married next month.As she spoke, she took out a few more coins from the wad of money and waved them in front of my eyes.This five hundred is your gift money.

Five hundred is not enough.I'll give you two thousand.

When night falls, the outline of the mountain still glows orange.Now, that was the only light in the world.

I have five hundred and three cents left on my card.

Go to the Internet cafe tonight.Tomorrow morning, I will return to the place where I grew up.I stuffed the iron phial containing the ashes into my bag.The urn is too big.It's not convenient for me to take it tomorrow.I scattered the remaining ashes in the fish pond at the west end of the town.It was very windy that night, and it smelled like fish.I took a puff of the cigarette and said to the raised white ash: Don't poison other people's fish to death.

The owner of the Internet cafe lit incense to cover up the unpleasant smell.I was so smoked that I had a headache, and I fell asleep drowsily at three o'clock in the morning.

I remember when I was a child, my grandfather took me up the mountain to pick matsutake.Walking in the wet mountain forest, the soles of the feet are half red mud and half moss.If you don't pay attention, you will fall.

Dad, are there any tigers in this mountain?I grabbed a branch next to me and stood up carefully again, for fear of slipping again.I looked up at the blue sky in the forest gap, and suddenly heard the sound of a bird flapping its wings.I immediately hugged a tree, trying to climb up and chase the bird.

If you don't keep up, the tiger will take you away.Grandpa swung the machete and cut off the branches blocking the way.

Wait for me, Dad.I gave up the idea of ​​climbing trees and chasing birds, and hurriedly bent down to reach the branches in front of me.After grasping it firmly, he leaped vigorously and landed on his buttocks.I was in too much pain to cry out.The treetops seemed to be bending toward one point, whirling above me with extreme speed, forming a green vortex that sucked me in.

A bitter taste rushed into my nose desperately, and I was almost woken up by choking.The embroidered quilt wrapped me tightly, and there was a fire not far from the bed.It was pine wood.I wanted to sit up, but as soon as I tried, I felt a sharp pain in my buttocks.

It's over, the ass is blooming.I muttered under my breath.

woke up?Grandpa was sitting by the fire, holding an earthen pot in his hand, baking on the fire.I'm brewing medicine, I'll drink it later when I get up.Grandpa's voice was not gentle.But in this dark and cramped room, it was enough to reassure.

No, I can't get up, my ass is blooming.

Just a wooden branch stuck to the buttocks.Not promising, and dizzy from pain.Grandpa didn't look back at me, he changed his hand and continued to hold the dark earthen jar.

certainly not.I groaned and sat up on the bed.Say I'm worthless, hey, hey!I pouted my ass and climbed out of bed.Reach for the earthen pot in Grandpa's hand.

ah!hot!pain!The sharp pain in the buttocks and fingers came together, and the tears were pulled out of the eyes.The snot was less spineless and trickled down to the corners of his mouth.

Dad, isn't it hot?I asked with a cry in my voice.

He didn't speak, and the boiling medicinal soup kept making gurgling sounds, as if he was laughing at me.

I lay for two days.My butt no longer hurts when I walk.During the period, grandpa caught a wild rabbit, roasted it, sprinkled it with salt, and ate it with matsutake.I eat a lot.

In the early morning, when grandpa brought a baby home in a frame containing matsutake.

Wang Xiuli asked him: whose child is it?
picked up.

Where did you pick it up?
Back Mountain.

You don't want to raise him, do you?

Grandpa doesn't speak.

Mom's medical bills haven't been paid back yet.

Grandpa picked out the matsutake mushrooms that had not been crushed by the baby in the frame one by one.

I disagree.There is no place for him to live at home.Those sons of yours haven't asked for wives yet.Holding a toothpick in her hand, Wang Xiuli reconnected the broken matsutake.Then put mud on the yellowed cracks.

I took him to live in the mountains.

Wang Xiuli knew her father's temper.A stubborn donkey.A few cows can't hold back what is determined.But she was still angry.Then he said: You don't even want your home for an outsider?Mom is dead, you have to go too!
I will pay back the money owed.You just finished confinement.Rest well at home.Grandpa brought some tools and a can of milk powder.It belonged to his one-month-old grandson.At noon, he went up the mountain with the baby on his back.

The house was built a long time ago, and grandpa only had to do some repair work.There are also daily necessities.Grandpa put the baby in a bamboo basket. He didn't cry and fell asleep quickly.He went around the house and knocked.

That night, Grandpa took the baby to the bed and covered him with a quilt.He was sitting on the bench by the door, smoking a pipe.The night sky was cloudless and there was no moon.There is one star that shines brightly.He stared at it.Bewitched.A roar was vaguely heard, like the cry of a tiger.

The stars are twinkling, flickering and flickering.He choked on the smoke and coughed violently.The baby is crying.

When I received a call from Wang Xiuli, I had just finished my graduation defense, and my supervisor invited me to eat hot pot in the evening.

The old man died.

oh.I'm a little overwhelmed.

you come back.The old man wants you to dispose of his ashes.

good.I said.

Beep beep, the other end hung up the phone first.

I haven't been back for four years.I haven't been back since I went to college.

In the first two years, my grandfather still called me.

the first year.

over the phone.Boy, come back to me during the Chinese New Year.I caught a hare yesterday.I'll smoke it first, and wait for you to come back, just right.

I said.Dad, I won't be back this year.I have something to do at school.

It's Chinese New Year, what's the matter!There was some excitement on the other end of the phone, and I heard a cough.

I really can't go back.Dad, if there is nothing else, I will hang up first.

the second year.

come back?
No time to.

All right, take care of your body outside.Also, I invited the witch in the town, and I have already given the money.Remember, don't suffer in the future.

That's all right, Dad, I'm done.

When will it be later?The voice was terribly old.I dare not listen for one more second.

I am afraid of death so I want to stay away from it.Then there is only deliberate alienation.Be as indifferent as possible on the phone, and don't try to maintain the emotion that is running out of time.Don't look into those eyes, don't say I love you, I can't bear you.Don't kneel on the bedside to confess, don't smoke late at night, don't hide in the stairwell and cry.In this way, I became a tiger walking alone in the mountains.Death became someone else's business, I was just a bystander.

(End of this chapter)