Walking with the Villain, Lou Xiao'e's Alternative Love

The deaf old lady slowly turned around and glanced at everyone in the yard.

Finally, I chose the most conspicuous spot to sit down.

In her hand she tightly grasped the dragon-headed cane that had accompanied her for many years.

He knocked the ground twice and said, "All of you move over here. I have something to say."

Everyone in the yard, young or old, put down what they were doing, brought their small stools, and gathered around the old lady, either quickly or slowly.

Even the adults and children from the Jia family came.

Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao were no exception and sat down next to the old lady.

The old lady's eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and she sighed softly, "Our courtyard is like a big family.

As for people, some increase and some decrease.

But today it seems to be quite complete.

A few days ago, when I was having dinner at Damao's house, I had some things in my mind that I wanted to talk to everyone about.

But at that time, seeing the look on Damao and his wife's faces, as if they were worried about something, I held back my words."

When Sha Zhu heard this, he nudged Xu Damao with his elbow and asked in a low voice, "Damo, is what the old lady said true?

What's up with you two?"

Xu Damao nodded but did not respond directly.

Seeing him like this, Sha Zhu became more interested, turned to the old lady and said with a smile: "Old lady, your eyes are really amazing, much more powerful than us young people.

But how did you figure that out?"

The deaf old lady smiled and pointed at Sha Zhu with her cane, saying, "You, besides being a digger, are only capable of walking around the stove and shaking a ladle.

He doesn't take anything seriously, whether at home or outside.

Fortunately, Xiujuan is a capable person who manages the house and the outside world in an orderly manner, otherwise your life would be really hard to predict. "

Luo Xiujuan was listening to the old lady's words. She couldn't help but give Sha Zhu a blank look and said angrily, "You are the only one who talks too much. Let the old lady continue talking."

Sha Zhu smiled and raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, my wife has spoken, so of course I have to listen.

Madam, please continue. I will just listen carefully."

So, everyone's eyes were focused on the deaf old lady, waiting for this respected elder to tell her what she had already planned in her mind.

"Today, while everyone is here, I want to arrange my funeral affairs properly.

Don't guess whether I, an old woman, am going to die.

But that’s not the case. I’m still trying to make it a perfect number.

When the time comes, you will have to prepare a centenary banquet for me."

Several uncles hurriedly said, "Please go ahead."

The deaf old lady continued, "I just thought that I should make this matter clear as soon as possible to avoid confusion in the future.

When I die, my house will be left to Zhuzi.

If for no other reason, ever since my wife from Zhonghai left, it has been the two children, Zhuzi and Xiujuan, who have been by my side taking care of me, taking care of my food, clothing and all other expenses.

It is right to leave this house to them.”

At this point, the three uncles exchanged glances and said almost in unison: "This is what we should do, don't worry, old lady."

The old lady nodded and continued, "My old clothes are all ready.

I sewed every stitch by myself and kept them all locked in the cupboard.

As for the coffin, that thing is so precious that I can’t prepare it in advance. I can only wait until I really pass away and then buy it on the spur of the moment.

As for the money for the coffin, I have already prepared it myself, so you don't have to worry about it.

Now let’s talk about the funeral. At that time, all of your families will have to lend a hand and help an old woman like me complete my final journey.

I won't let you work in vain. I'll give each family ten dollars as a token of my appreciation.

Besides, I will divide it among you now, in case I forget it later because of my poor memory."

As she spoke, the old lady took out a handkerchief bag from her bosom, which contained several neatly arranged stacks of money, and began to distribute them to the heads of the family present one by one.

After dividing the money, she added: "Except for the expenses of my funeral, I plan to leave the remaining money to my great-grandson, He Qing.

This child is good to me, and I hope he can remember that he has a grandmother who loves him."

The old lady's words were calm and firm, and every word revealed her love for life and her plans for the future.

The people in the yard listened, feeling moved and in awe. They all nodded in agreement, saying they would definitely do as the old lady wished.

At this moment, a trace of sadness quietly spread in the yard. The eyes of several aunts were red and tears were welling up. Occasionally, a few suppressed sobs broke the silence.

The old lady sighed softly, but her tone was not sad at all, but rather open-minded and humorous: "Look at you, what are you doing? My old bones are still strong, it's too early to mourn.

If you really want to cry, you should wait until the day I die, then you can wail as much as you can, and it will be worth it for me to walk around this yard."

Before she finished speaking, Jia Zhang's tears welled up in her eyes and she choked up, "Old lady, please don't say that.

Over the years, you have been the backbone of all of us.

I used to make mistakes all the time, and I still remember everything you said to scold me.

Now that I think about it, it was because you didn’t treat me as an outsider.”

The second and third aunts also echoed, their eyes reddened, "Old lady, you are so strong, and Zhuzi and his wife are so filial. There is still a long way to go. You can't say such unlucky words."

The old lady had a relieved smile on her face, "I, an old woman, feel your kindness.

Don't worry, I haven't lived enough, how can I bear to leave you so soon?

But, speaking of filial piety, I have to say a few more words..."

Her words once again drew everyone's attention.

Some people recognize the word "filial piety", while some do not.

Some people can write, and some people can't.

But no matter what, the meaning of these two words is known to everyone.

I remember when I was a child, the old man spent a long time explaining these two words to us kids, shaking his head.

He said, “Whether it’s a high-ranking official or a hard-working farmer.

Whether it is a scholar with a wealth of knowledge or a wandering wanderer.

Everyone may have different understandings of filial piety, and their expectations for their children may also be different.

But in the final analysis, no matter how things change, the essence remains the same.

The heart remains consistent, just like the river flowing eastward, never changing its direction.

No matter how prominent you are, or how ordinary you are, you should take "filial piety is the first of all virtues" as the principle of your behavior.

Just imagine, if a person doesn’t even care about his own parents, how can we expect him to be sincere to others? "

I thought that since I am an old woman with no children, these words would mean nothing to me.

However, you kids, your care and concern for me have made me deeply feel that these words are not empty talk.

Therefore, I would like to share this feeling and this inheritance with you.

I hope that in the days to come, no matter where you are, you can remember the ancient saying that "filial piety is the first of all virtues."

Use practical actions to interpret and pass on this precious virtue. "

After he finished speaking, the adults nodded one after another, and the children followed suit without knowing why.

This scene is in line with the saying: "Parents are the first teachers of their children."