I still don't want to go to school today

Fu Luojia didn't know how long he had been in the car, and where he came from; the only time he felt the real distance was when he passed through rows of stones of all kinds, square and round.

It's too crowded, he thought.But it was very quiet.

He had never been to a cemetery before, because there was no cemetery in the county - his grandfather was buried in his hometown, and he didn't go to see it; when he was in Linshi, the school organized a spring outing, and a highway was under construction, and rock drills and excavators all over the mountains and plains were busy cutting trees and clearing ridges. The few uninscribed and unmarked wild graves he saw on the side of the protruding soil slope were his only concept of "cemetery".

The scenery of this cemetery is average, there are no trees around it, the aisles are not wide enough, and the stone monuments are dense.The grass blades growing on the muddy ground in front of the tomb are thin and wilted, like unburned shredded tobacco.

The damn stone is not outstanding in style, and the words on it are printed small. If no one told him, he would just pass by without taking a second look.Fortunately, it was printed small.

He really didn't want to see his name on it.

There was a small round black-and-white photograph embedded in the middle of the tombstone, and he knew which one it was without looking closely.His mother doesn't like to take pictures, except for taking pictures with him.The photo itself is also a group photo.Zoom out the picture, and move it to the side to reveal his own face.

The cemetery is at the mountain pass, and the wind is blowing.He looked to the side, and saw an old man with his face covered tightly bowed, picking up the bouquet of flowers in front of the passing tomb and hugging him in his arms as he walked.

Fu Luojia took a step back to let her.There were no flowers in front of his mother's tomb, and the old man glanced at his hand.

Of course not.

After standing for a while, people came in front of a nearby monument.The child was crying, and what his mother meant was that he wanted to eat fast food and his family would not allow it.

In the end, the child rolled his eyes and kowtowed to the tombstone with a few lines of snot and tears hanging from his nose.

"What's that?" He asked, pointing to a building in the distance.The style of the buildings is uniform, and the sports field and the national flag can still be seen vaguely.It looks like a school, but it is much larger than ordinary schools, and it faces the cemetery.

Dad looked along. "It should be a campus of S University, I saw it on the navigation."

"Oh." So this is City C.He looked around again.

"Your mother will be here from now on."

"Well." But what can prove it?Unless, he thought comically, she was coming from the direction he was looking.

"When are you leaving? It's cold to stand up here."

"In a little while."

This conversation seems to have gone on several times.Dad finally said, "Did you--"

"Then let's go." Probably because he was afraid that Lin Guo would be hungry waiting in the car.

If his mother heard it, she might stab my father again, but it's a pity that if you die, you will die, so you can't hear it.All he had to do now was to believe that she was really here.

At the entrance of the cemetery, the old man just sprinkled water on the bouquets he had picked up, and re-sell them to visitors.He took back his mobile phone from the relic passed by his father.The time on the screen was correct, but it surprised him secretly.

This proves what a poor machine the human brain is.

"You can feel... suffocating sometimes," Dad said. "Jia Jia, I hope you will let yourself go and let others go."

"I don't?" He tilted his head.

The next step is to celebrate the New Year with my grandparents.

Grandpa came back after hanging the water for a few days.I did a full set of medical examinations, but the problems were still the same, and I could only procrastinate and fail to rule by law.But he had a bad memory, and he soon became cheerful again.

In addition to cooking, grandma walks around, often unaware that there are more people in the house.Fu Luojia bumped into her several times in the early morning.She said she woke up to go to the toilet at night, but turned on the TV to watch the rerun of the costume drama.

In addition, the food she cooked began to be unpalatable.Grandpa did everything as usual, drinking half of his rice cereal slowly, and then spit the other half into the bib hanging around his neck.

Last year's Chinese New Year was actually the same, except that there were two less quarrelsome ones.The Spring Festival Gala is similar to last year, and grandma will smile so much because of the same burden.

The Spring Festival Gala will continue to be broadcast on the first and second days of the Spring Festival Gala, so as to save people from changing channels to find programs to watch.The group of junior high school students is giving out red envelopes, which is very lively.After he clicked once, he was circled by countless people, who asked to post photos and even sing.He replied Happy New Year, sent 88 yuan and quit the group.

He sent Xu Zhibang: Happy New Year! Happy New Year.

Xu Zhibian replied after 1 minute: I can't find anyone when I play games alone at home.Then there is a random amount of red envelopes.

"Gong Xi Fa Cai. It's too risky, 521." Xu Zhibian said in a voice, "I got the score by touching Lai Fu's paw every day."

"...Is there any explanation for this?"

"She has been enlightened naturally. By the way, Hei Mi seems to regard her as her own pup."

Fu Luojia rarely felt his mood rise. "Why?"

"Maybe it's a kind of... psychological compensation? She almost cried when she was sterilized when she was half a year old. She probably still wants to be a mother."

"..."

"Do you have any guests at home?"

"No. Wait a minute," he glanced at the time, "I'll come and find you right away."

"Ah?" Xu Zhibian sounded a little surprised.

"What do you want to eat? Do you want to go out and play, or just play games at home?"

While changing his coat, he walked towards the door, while grandma was still sitting on the sofa watching the replay.

"I'll go to the supermarket first—" A new voice message popped out at the same time as the anti-theft door was opened.

"Does your grandmother live in the Family Court of the Local Taxation Bureau?"

He said yes.

"That's good. I'm here in the guard's room. What floor is it?"

Grandma came over when she heard the door open.He clicked on the new message.

"I'm here to celebrate the New Year."

"Where are you going?" Grandma asked.

"Go downstairs to pick up someone."

"Who's here——" Grandma's voice was blocked behind the door.

It has been seven or nine days, and it still snowed last night.There were children playing with firecrackers in the yard, and the blue smoke billowed in the air, giving off a strong smell.

Fu Luojia stepped on an ordinary-looking concrete floor, and before he could step out of his head, a loud noise suddenly exploded against his ears.

Because it was completely unexpected, he just stood there in a daze, as if his body and head were separated by the bombing, he couldn't hear anything except the weird barking sound, and he couldn't move at all.

Like a child laughing?

"Foraka?"

"Ah." He managed to make a sound.

Xu Zhijian pulled him aside. "They put several in that can. Scared?"

"……No."

"You almost jumped up just now."

"Really." He touched his nose and squeezed out a smile, "Happy New Year."

"I brought New Year's goods," Xu Zhijian walked a few steps quickly, turned to face him: "Live lobster!"

Fu Luojia took the shopping bag and looked inside.

Judging from the size of the still moving pincers, the lobster is definitely not small.

"Sister-in-law's Japanese grocery store has closed down. She is going to open a seafood buffet, and the store will be renovated and take you there."

Not to mention grandma, when had he handled live lobsters before?I can only let it go first.

"Can I go up?"

"Of course." He took Xu Zhijian's hand.

Grandma recognized Xu Zhijian, and was at a loss for his arrival.Fu Luojia pushed the atmosphere a step further in the direction of stiffness: "This is the boy I like."

She was at a loss, "Ah...it's him, then...shall I have some fruit first?"

Xu Zhibian was also surprised, but he didn't see how repulsive his grandmother was, so he calmed down a bit.

Grandma tossed back and forth between the kitchen and the living room, entering and exiting empty-handed several times.Fu Luojia fed some cut fruit to grandpa, and went into the kitchen to start cooking.

Grandma stood beside him in a daze, and suddenly asked, "Does he have a mole on his earlobe?"

He was peeling a piece of carrot, and he was taken aback when he heard this.

Has he noticed?

nonsense.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"That's good..." Grandma combed her sideburns, washed her hands and grabbed a handful of shallots. "It is suitable for marriage, and the relationship will be happy in the future."

"...Don't do it, I'll do it. He doesn't eat onions."

Due to a paralyzed patient, during the renovation a few years ago, a wall between the washroom and the study room was opened to make the bathroom more spacious and accommodate a large bathtub.

When he delivered bath towels to Xu Zhibian, he stayed to wash Xu Zhibian's hair.Before the foam was washed away, Xu Zhibian suddenly stood up and stepped out of the bathtub.

Even though the room is full of fog, the temperature is still very low.Fu Luojia didn't think otherwise, unfolded the bath towel in his arms and spread it over Xu Zhijian's body.

Xu Zhibian said something in the mist, and walked over to hug him again.

He hugged Xu Zhijian's waist, and slowly slid to his knees on the ground.

He has become a little obsessed with this atonement-like posture recently.