You are water and I am ice

In the evening, Lin Qinglan's two children came back.One of the siblings is in the sixth grade and the other is in the fourth grade.Seeing uncle Lin Qingquan came to kowtow to say hello to uncle according to the etiquette of mourners.

Lin Qingquan pulled up the two nephews with pity, and couldn't help but another burst of sadness welled up in his heart, his eyes were sore, and tears were about to come out of his eyes.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will take good care of my mother and sister." Zhang Yunuo pulled his sister Zhang Yuyan and said to Lin Qingquan, there was a kind of determination and bravery in his eyes.This unexpected turn of events made this 12-year-old boy quickly become a responsible man.Lin Qingquan seemed to see himself back then.

"That's right, he's a good boy. Of course uncle is relieved of you. It's the same as the uncle back then." Lin Qingquan hugged Zhang Yunuo with some emotion, the child was already as tall as Lin Qingquan's shoulders.

The siblings put down their schoolbags, kowtowed before their father's spirit, lit a stick of incense, and then consciously went back to their room to do their homework.

Qiuxia hadn't seen Lin Qingquan for a long time, but under such circumstances, Lin Qingquan didn't have the heart to tell the couple's private words.But after Lin Qingquan came back, everyone's emotions settled down.Lin Qingquan arranged everyone's work in an orderly manner, discussing Zhang Changcheng's funeral.

After dinner, Qiuxia went home.She was worried that her son was alone at home, although she really wanted to stay by Lin Qingquan's side for a while, to feel her husband's tenderness.

At night, Lin Qingquan put his younger sister and two children to bed, and he and his younger brother Lin Qingjiang stood guard for Zhang Changcheng.These days, Lin Qinglan and the two children are exhausted and heartbroken, and they should calm down when they come back.

The silent mourning hall, the flickering candles, and the black and white portrait of Zhang Great Wall.Although it was summer, the Lin Qingquan brothers felt a chill in their hearts.The two sat silently in the mourning shed, looking at each other, speechless.

Recalling last year's Spring Festival when I went home, the three brothers were also in this small courtyard, drinking and chatting for Zhang Changcheng's family to move to a new house.How happy everyone was at that time, lamenting that the country's policies are good and the lives of ordinary people are easy.Zhang Changcheng also excitedly talked about his plan, planning to contract the land transferred in the village, and also planning to buy a tractor.In his eyes, the days ahead are bright, and the road ahead is smooth with flowers all the way.It's just that all of this has come to naught now, and the feast at that time seems to be still in sight, but in the blink of an eye, heaven and man are separated.

"Give me a cigarette." Lin Qingquan said to Lin Qingjiang a little annoyed.

As a doctor, Lin Qingjiang was very opposed to smoking, but he didn't dissuade his elder brother when he saw that he was in a bad mood.On the table next to the mourning hall is a pack of cigarettes, which is used to receive relatives and friends who come to express their condolences.

Lin Qingquan took a deep breath through the lighted cigarette that Lin Qingjiang handed over.The astringent and choking taste made him cough violently.

"Brother, don't do this, take care of everything by yourself. My sister and I have grown up, and we can take care of some things by ourselves." Lin Qingjiang patted Lin Qingquan on the back lightly.

"Yeah, you've all grown up." Lin Qingquan stubbed out his cigarette and looked at the younger brother in front of him. The little kid who followed his ass with a snot all day long had grown up and had his own family. A doctor who saves lives.

"But, in front of big brother, no matter how old you are, you are still children." Lin Qingquan said with a domineering smile.

"Yes, you will always be the boss, the patriarch of this family." Lin Qingjiang looked at his brother's smiling face, it was a smile that warmed him all his life, like a father, like a brother, like a friend.

A ringtone interrupted the conversation between the two brothers, Lin Qingquan took out his mobile phone and saw a familiar number.

"I'll go out to answer the phone." Lin Qingquan smiled apologetically at Lin Qingjiang.

"What are you doing behind my back? To be honest, do you have someone outside?" Lin Qingjiang laughed and teased Lin Qingquan.

"Little kid, don't worry about adults' business." Lin Qingquan patted his younger brother, "I patted my younger sister and them, they haven't had a good rest for several days."

Lin Qingquan walked out of the yard and connected the phone.

"Ice cube, I'm sorry, I left in a hurry and didn't have time to call you."

"It can be regarded as getting through your phone. The girl and I are worried to death." Hu Yibing's anxious voice came from the other end.

"Ice Cube, my brother-in-law was injured and died on the construction site. He will be busy these days. I will call you after the matter is finished."

"Oh." Hu Yibing was silent for a while, "Then take care of yourself, girl and I are waiting for you to come back."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qingquan's heart throbbed again.Hu Yibing and his emotions made him a bit in a dilemma.Zhang Changcheng's death seemed to make Lin Qingquan understand many things at once, life is so fragile.The relatives you love so much may one day leave you like a gust of wind.In the face of cruel fate, sometimes we are so small and powerless.Qiuxia and her son needed him so much, he was destined to return to them.But Hu Yibing and Yatou both worried him.Since we can't be together forever, why meet in the vast crowd?

Back in the yard, Lin Qingjiang had already brewed a pot of tea waiting for him. "Brother, let's have a cup. This is the alpine cloud tea brought back by a friend from Mount Emei." Lin Qingjiang handed him a cup of tea.

Tea color is green, fragrant and tangy, take a sip gently, mouth full of saliva, sweet aftertaste.The tea in the hometown The water in the hometown, this taste is not found in other places, and it is the most nostalgic taste in the memory of wanderers.

"Qingjiang, you are a doctor, how do you view life and death and fate?"

Lin Qingjiang glanced at his elder brother. This elder brother who was omnipotent in his heart would also be confused sometimes.

"Life is accidental, and death is inevitable. No living thing can escape the end of death. Even the sun, moon, and stars that we think are lifeless will have the process of appearing and dying. In fact, death is not a sorrow. It is the inevitable end of everything in the universe." Lin Qingjiang's expression was a little flat, "It's just that things like fate are a little strange. In the vast world and the vast sea of ​​people, who will meet whom, and who will pass you by , who will stay with you for the rest of your life? Who will be your relative, who will be your enemy? Who will make you never forget, and who will make your heart ache?"

"Qingjiang, as expected of a college student, he has much more knowledge than my brother." Lin Qingquan said with a smile, "Sometimes, I feel that many things are predestined. Who we will meet in this life seems to be arranged by God long ago. Okay. Those who want to come can’t hide, and those who don’t come can’t ask for it. Just like you, my sister and I, we can live under the same roof in this life and grow up together. What a fate. Maybe in the next life, We will never meet again."

"Brother, did the death of the Great Wall make you feel so much? This is not like the old brother who could afford it and put it down?" Lin Qingjiang looked at Lin Qingquan, the brother in front of him was really old. "In this life, I am very content to be brothers and sisters. Therefore, we must cherish the fate in this life. As long as we can treat each other sincerely when we are together, there is nothing to regret. We have loved each other and walked together Those days are good memories. Nothing in this world can last forever, and we shouldn’t force anything to last forever.”

"Yeah, just like the Great Wall, although life stopped like this. But when he was alive, he loved Qinglan, loved the children, and was a good husband and father. Although he is gone, the living people will remember him Well, his love. And the two children he saved, they will remember that the Great Wall gave them a chance to live." Hearing Lin Qingjiang's words, Lin Qingquan's heart was much calmer.Many things have already happened and cannot be changed. It is better to face it calmly.

"Brother, I still want to lean in your arms like when I was a child." Lin Qingjiang said mischievously suddenly.

Lin Qingquan opened his arms and let Lin Qingjiang rest his head in his arms, just like countless nights when he was a child, the two brothers always slept together like this.Lin Qingquan couldn't remember how long it had been since the two brothers were so close.