Rebirth Night Talk

Zhao Xuejun and Bei Dongning were sitting on the stairs doing eavesdropping. Zhou Rui was obviously a fool in love. Once they met, he would tell the eight generations of his ancestors and all the things in the household registration book Speak up.

Zhou Rui: "My dad is a door-to-door son-in-law."

The other party shyly said, "Ah."

Zhou Rui: "My mother remarried."

The other party was slightly surprised: "Ah!"

Zhou Rui: "I have a younger brother who is one year old this year!"

The other party didn't understand: "Huh?"

Zhou Rui: "I graduated from an ordinary school."

The other party was helpless: "Oh!"

Zhou Rui: "I live with my little uncle's house."

The other party was depressed: "Oh. Oh."

Zhou Rui: "I'm just an ordinary self-employed."

The other party drank water very plainly: "Self-employed is very good."

Zhou Rui: "It's not good either, it's not an iron rice bowl."

Zhao Xuejun really wanted to knock open his brother's head to see if there was just a bowl of tofu brain inside!How could he be so frank?Bei Dongning scratched her earlobe, and said in Zhao Xuejun's ear, "Your brother is really honest."

Zhao Xuejun looked up at the roof helplessly.

Time paused for a while, and the girl named Xiao Dong finally said: "My parents are not in good health, and there are a little more brothers and sisters in the family. How about your family?"

Zhou Rui: "More is better, now... I'm the only one living in my house."

Xiao Dong: "...That's good, everything is yours, no one will fight with you."

Zhou Rui: "Well, it's not good if no one argues."

Xiao Dong: "...then...then..."

Zhao Xuejun anxiously scratched the wall until the BB machine in his pocket rang harshly, and the sound downstairs stopped abruptly.Bei Dongning watched Zhao Xuejun run in with his hands on his pockets with a broken smile. After he went in for a while, he turned around and came out again with a pale face... He stammered and shouted while running.

"Brother, brother... Hurry up, my grandma, my grandma will die..."

During the winter vacation, grandma was still lying on the glass of the hut at home, smiling and watching Zhao Xuejun shine bright pearls.Orange's mother said that grandma couldn't see it, because she had cataracts in her eyes, and the doctor said that the cataracts must be full before surgery can be performed.Zhao Jianguo was very worried about his old mother undergoing such a major operation.Orange's mother said: What kind of technology is now, it's safe to be safe... This family is still waiting for grandma to have an operation... No one thought that grandma would leave so soon.

Zhao Xuejun never thought that grandma would die. He felt that grandma had nothing to do with death.

Six hours later...Zhao Xuejun and Zhou Rui returned to Tianzhou City. Zhou Rui didn't know how to drive all the way back?He drove the car to around 130 pulse speed. He didn't know how many tickets he received and how many cars he overtook... For many years after that, Zhou Rui always thought it was a miracle that he survived, and Zhao Xuejun thought so too.

Grandma is 81 this year. She is so old that when she woke up one morning, her face was swollen, like a big-headed doll.There is a folk saying: Men are afraid of wearing boots, women are afraid of wearing crowns.It means that men are afraid of swollen feet when they are old, and women are afraid of swollen faces when they are old.The old Zhao family didn't think about it at all.Zhao Jianguo was at work that day. After receiving a call from Aunt Gaixia, he just called the driver back to pick up his old mother and went to the hospital for a casual look. He thought he had eaten something wrong and was allergic.But when the old lady was admitted to the hospital, the doctor told him directly after the examination: "The old lady is getting old, it's time, go back, it's only a few days away."

Zhao Xuejun and Zhou Rui rushed all the way, and couldn't make it every time. When they rushed to the hospital, grandma had been sent back to her hometown by her father and the uncle's family who had driven back from the provincial capital. Aunt Gaixia was anxiously waiting for them at home. When she saw Zhou Rui Then he said to him: Your uncle said that your father should also go home.

Only then did Zhou Rui remember that his father was still hanging in the martyrs cemetery.

According to the rules of my hometown, people cannot die outside, and must be carried home when they are still alive.Zhao Xuejun could imagine how caught off guard his father was, and how panicked the so-called strong man was at this moment!

Zhou Rui took the list and went into the cemetery to collect his father's ashes. Zhao Xuejun waited at the gate of the cemetery, the more he stayed there, the more frightened he became, and he felt cold all over.When he saw the post office opposite, he sent a telegram to Wang Xi by accident: Grandma is critically ill, return quickly.After posting, he regretted it again...

After waiting and panic, Zhao Xuejun stabilized his mind, found a notebook and recorded a lot of things that needed to be bought, and he called to arrange it.He knew that his parents looked very strong, but in fact they were very dependent on grandma in their hearts.When grandma leaves, mother doesn't know what kind of chaos will be like, the house must be in chaos...

An hour and a half later, Zhao Xuejun and Zhou Rui were sitting on the pile of white cloth on the truck of Sanxin Mall. Zhou Rui was holding his father's ashes, looking confused. He didn't know whether to cry for his father or his grandma.It seems that grandma hasn't gone yet...

Zhao Xuejun was also at a loss. In his previous life, his grandma lived to be 77 years old. In this life, it seems that he has lived a few more years.Should I be glad?Or should we be sad?

The curve of the mountains in the distance has been undulating, Zhao Xuejun's heart is like falling into a pan of oil, and he hopes that the car will hurry up, but also feels that this moment is as unreal as a dream. Maybe Zhu Chen will suddenly push open the dormitory door and shout They get up early.So he closed his eyes and pretended it was a dream. He waited for the early bell to ring, but why didn't the bell ring?

"Why am I still alive?" This is what grandma has been nagging about these past few years. She has lived to a very old age, and all her friends who are similar to her have left early. No one plays with her, and few people can follow her. She chatted about common topics, grandma has always been lonely...but she never said it.Zhao Xuejun regretted it very much. It would be great if he was admitted in Wanlin City.

The speed of the car was getting faster and faster, Aunt Gaixia threw a quilt from the front of the carriage, and Zhao Xuejun and Zhou Rui wrapped themselves together to keep warm.I don’t know how long it took after the bumpy ride. The car stopped, and Zhao Xuejun, who was half asleep and half awake, got out of the car and looked at the small village before him. "On the Ridge".What is he doing here?yes!They say grandma is dying!

"Saner! Saner!" Zhao Xuebing's voice came from the high slope over there. Zhao Xuejun looked at his second brother and immediately found the backbone. I slipped and fell, and my knee broke the skin immediately.

Zhao Xuebing pulled up his younger brother, checked his knees, dabbed some spit on his hands, wiped his wounds and said, "It's okay, it's okay. We've caught up, we've caught up! The last time my brother came back Hurry up, the helicopter of the army!" After speaking, he pulled Zhao Xuejun and ran again.

Zhou Rui also ran in with his father's urn in his arms. When he reached the gate of grandma's house, an uncle from the village quietly stood in front of him and said in a low voice, "Baby, your father died outside. , can’t enter.” Zhou Rui was stunned for a moment.

Later... Gao Juzi ran out from inside. She opened a utility room outside the courtyard door and said to Zhou Rui in a low voice: "It's ready for your dad, put your dad here first. Baby, don't cry Auntie is here." Zhou Rui followed Gao Juzi into the utility room and saw a small altar that had been prepared a long time ago, so he let go of his grievances, sucked his nose and swallowed his tears.

There were many people in the yard, and Zhao Xuejun didn't know any of them.

There are also many people on the other side of the courtyard wall, which Zhao Xuejun doesn't know yet.

Someone opened the door curtain, Zhao Xuejun pushed away a bunch of people he didn't know, and walked to grandma's kang.

I don't know who helped grandma put on the shroud and shroud shoes.Grandma lay there like that, breathing heavily, as if she wanted to exhale all the vitality from her whole body.At this moment, Zhao Xuejun felt that this was his grandma but not like it!She is like a strange old lady.With a neat bun and golden hairpins in her ears, she is wearing a purple satin gown, and the embroidered shoes on her feet are embroidered with clouds and lotuses. Grandma has never been so bright!Who is this?Is it someone else?Is it a dream?

Zhao Xuewen let go of his grandma's hand, and greeted his younger brother: "San'er! Come quickly." Zhao Xuejun walked over, knelt down slowly and murmured: "Grandma, I'm back."

Grandma Zhao's eyes were cloudy, she couldn't recognize anyone, she was just talking vaguely there.Zhao Xuejun put his ear to it and listened carefully: "Many...people...they danced on the beams...asked me to go...I won't go, you guys came to pick me up with a big ox cart...I just went, This time I'm going to take the car... Anyone who gets married has to go to her in-law's house... If I don't go, I feel wronged..."

After a while, two familiar and loud voices came from Westinghouse, as if they were arguing.Zhao Xuejun wiped away his tears, let go of grandma's hand, left the house and went to the Westinghouse.

In the west room, Zhao Jianguo was arguing with his brother Zhao Jianzong.

Zhao Jianzong: "I'm just this mother, what's wrong with hiring a big troupe?!"

Zhao Jianguo: "Brother, I'm a leader after all, so I'm not allowed to make any fuss now!"

Zhao Jianzong: "I'm just an ordinary person! I'm spending my own money! Get the fuck out of your boss!"

Zhao Jianguo: "It's not that I'm reluctant to spend money! I'm the only one!"

Zhao Xuejun looked at the people in the room. His uncle's three cousins, Chunlei, Chunyu, Chunbo, two cousins, Chunxiu, and Chunjin were all sitting there with embarrassing faces. dare.The relationship between these brothers and sisters and grandma is not deep, probably because they live too far away.Zhao Xuejun could not see sadness on their faces, only a trace of helplessness.

"Dad, if the quarrel can solve the problem, you can continue to quarrel, my grandma is calling you there!" Zhao Xuejun said loudly to the two elders who were blushing and thick-necked, Zhao Jianzong and Zhao Jianguo ran out quickly .

"Junjun is back!" The eldest cousin stood up and greeted Junjun very politely and distantly.

"Hey, I'm back..." Zhao Xuejun was also very polite, not because there was something wrong with the uncle's family, but because the two families have been estranged all these years, and after a long time, they don't know how to get close.

In the yard, Gao Juzi was arguing silently with his sister-in-law, who was staring at each other silently. When the old lady was wearing the shroud just now, Gao Juzi was tricky and dressed the old lady in thirteen layers. The shroud, she despises it is not good.When her eldest sister-in-law got angry, she threw the longevity shoes she had prepared on the ground and replaced them with lotus embroidered shoes she had prepared.

Zhao Xuejun and his cousins ​​were relatively silent. The grievances between the two families, in fact, most of the conflicts stemmed from the internal struggle of the two female elders in the family.Zhao Xuejun stood with him awkwardly for a while, then turned and went out the door.

Grandma Zhao's seniority is not low, and she is the oldest living person in the village, so many relatives came early.The old lady is still angry at the moment, plus Lao Zhao's family lives in other places, the local rules are not clear to the younger generations, the adults quarrel, and the children dare not call the shots.Now, no one is in charge of the overall situation at all, the scene is very chaotic, relatives who are not being entertained or cared about are chatting together and gossiping.

Zhao Xuejun smiled wryly in his heart, and after searching for a long time in the crowd, he found Zhao Shangen, the party secretary in the village. According to his seniority, he wanted to call the other party's brother, and Shangen would sit at home every time he went to Wanlin.

"Brother Shangen!" Zhao Xuejun greeted him and pulled him aside.

"Junjun is back." Shangen greeted Zhao Xuejun, and handed him a cigarette in awe of scholars.

Zhao Xuejun quickly refused, and sat down with him on a stone beside him and explained: "Brother Shangen, there is no one in charge of this family. My father and uncle... are a little messed up, so I made you laugh."

Shangen smiled awkwardly. It stands to reason that he is the biggest official in this village, and he is usually asked to make decisions, but Zhao Jianguo is capable of finding any one at random. Last year, Aunt Juzi donated money to build a primary school.Now that his reputation is even greater, Shan Gen doesn't dare to make decisions at all, let alone point fingers.

"Brother Shangen, look, my grandfather was helped by the villagers at that time. He was poor and couldn't do well. My grandma always cried when I mentioned it, saying that it was a loss to the villagers, the villagers."

"That can't be, it's all in the same family, don't bear grudges."

Zhao Xuejun took out two thick stacks of money from his carry pocket and stuffed them directly into Shangen. The money was taken from the bank when he was about to leave the house, and Shangen was shocked.

"Brother Shangen, we are very particular about the funeral affairs here. My grandma always said that you can't be rude, so...so I thought about it, and I will entrust this matter to you for the time being, and you will support me. If you have a problem, if you don’t have enough money, come and get it from me.”

"There's so much to spend there!" Shan Gen was a little anxious: "You doll, don't dare to be the master of this!"

Zhao Xuejun smiled: "Brother Shangen, I'm not the one to make the decision. If you ask the villagers in the village to stay outside, they will make people laugh. This person loses face not only to my family, but to the entire Zhao family."

Shan Geun turned his head and looked at the crowded crowd over there, but this time he agreed with Zhao Xuejun's opinion.

"Brother Shan Gen... please..., after... my grandma left, I will pay the account at the brigade. Let's prepare [-] packs of dried noodles, [-] boxes of biscuits, and [-] cigarettes. My father Yes... the big and small are leaders, and they are not allowed to take a cent of the funeral gifts. Whoever comes to worship, just add a name, and each household will send five catties of dried noodles, a box of cigarettes, and a pack of biscuits in return. In other places, returning the gift will not wait until the work is over."

"Hey, it's done, show off! The higher-ups also say no big fuss is allowed, if we don't accept gifts, then it's not big fuss!"

"Aunts in the village, please help prepare the filial piety clothes quickly. The black cloth, white cloth, red cloth, and the back of the tool cart at the foot of the mountain are all ready, and the sacrificial paper is also bought. If you don't have enough, you can just buy more."

"Hey, that's right, that's right."

"Invite people to cut paper money, and paper bundles (paper products used in sacrificial and funeral activities such as paper people, paper horses, money trees, gold and silver mountains, archways, gatehouses, houses, poultry, etc.) should be made according to the best quality. Come on, I want two copies. Brother Shan Gen knows that my third uncle also wants it."

"Hey, yes, yes."

"The folks who support the shed, the pot, the paper-cutting, and the odd jobs will each give 30 yuan a day. The invited guests (the oldest male elders) will give [-] yuan later!"

"No, no! They are all juniors, so there is no need to give money."

"If you want to give it, you can't give it. This...Brother Shangen, Mr. Yinyang, the master of the dojo, please ask the people in the village to help you run once, please come here, don't care about the money, just ask for the best. There is a car at the foot of the mountain, just assign it, I listen to you."

"Hey, it can be done! It can be done! Junjun... Brother, I can see that Junjun is a big deal."

"How could it be... I'm not sensible, I have to rely on you to support this. Brother, don't worry, I will go to your house to thank you after the matter is over! The funeral at this house will be moved outside the courtyard, and several people may have to be demolished. Small coal pile, tell the folks in the village that when the matter is over, we will pay for it."

"I'm also a junior, right? See you... You can't say thank you! They are all juniors, and the coal pond will be demolished as soon as it is demolished! Who dares to say, I will spit on them for you!"

"Grandma said...Grandma said that she wants to invite movies for three days and open books for six days. There is also an octagonal concert for funerals. The money will also be calculated from here. I want to invite the best and most famous ones...you can't speak up if you don't have enough money."

Brother Shan Gen couldn't help crying, and the snot flowed out from crying: "That's us...are we making fun of the old lady! Why do we take it seriously!"

Zhao Xuejun looked at the other side of the house tearfully, and continued to arrange: "Brother, my grandma's portrait, my father has already prepared it. You can fetch it for me later, and give it to me quietly. You can buy the rice, flour, oil and food you need. Buy it all, and borrow another [-] large tables, chairs and tables, and use the yard of the brigade. When relatives come, they will be taken there. My aunt, the elders bring the whole family to eat, if you have time, please help me, thank you very much!"

Brother Shan Gen probably felt that this was the first time he had encountered such a generous person, and he couldn't help being a little shocked: "My lord, baby, can you do it?"

Zhao Xuejun smiled: "How can I do it! The money was given by my mother."

"I'll just say it! Auntie did a great job! It's the first one in ten miles and eight towns. Our grandma is blessed!" Shan Gen was convinced now, completely convinced.

Zhao Xuejun made the arrangements, and repeatedly instructed him not to accept money for casual gifts, regardless of how many gifts he gave to others before.If Zhao Jianguo is a leader for a day, he can't ask for this money.After Shangen agreed, he took the newspaper to wrap the money, walked to the front of the crowd, called names and arranged things in a very arrogant manner. After a while, the people watching the excitement at the door dispersed...

That night, no one in the family slept.They all sat beside grandma and waited silently.Zhao Jianguo disagreed with his brother, quarreled three times in one afternoon, and even kicked his brother.After twelve o'clock, Shan Gen assigned several relatives in the village to bring ready-made noodles into the house, served them one by one, and told them to eat.The two elders, who had been arguing all this time, didn't even ask how the noodles came from. They just took a few mouthfuls and put down their bowls, and continued to stand at the door to argue in a low voice.

Zhao Xuejun hid in the small kitchen, boiled a pot of porridge in grandma's small pot, mixed it with mashed potatoes and brought it into the house.

"Grandma, let's eat some." Zhao Xuewen helped grandma up and opened her mouth.

"I won't eat... I... I won't eat." Grandma, who had been confused all this time, suddenly looked clear, as if she saw it again.She pulled away Zhao Xuejun's job and asked him: "Jun!... Where's your brother? Where's Ruirui! Where's my Rui?"

Zhou Rui, who was squatting outside, hurried into the room: "Grandma, I'm here." He entered the room and held grandma's hand, his body was only trembling.People are relying on their parents, staying in piles, only he is squatting outside without father or mother.Now Zhou Rui has been afraid, for some reason, he always feels that he is even more pitiful, and his grandma, who is in charge of him, is about to go.

"Are you telling the truth to grandma, Rui'er?" Grandma Zhao grabbed Zhou Rui's hand and stared at him.

"Grandma, what are you talking about?"

"Your father, your father, my Jianye... Is it gone?" Grandma jumped out almost one word, one word at a time.

Zhou Rui looked at his little uncle, and Zhao Jianguo looked back at his elder brother.Zhao Jianzong nodded.

Zhou Rui burst into tears, feeling aggrieved: "Woo... grandma... my dad... left early!"

Immediately, grandma's spine was pulled away. She yelled a few words softly on the bed, gritted her teeth, called the uncle over, and gave her a slap: "Hit... you are unfilial, why don't you say it?" Why don't you say it! Why are you a big brother, you don't look like a big brother, so be careful! I don't know you yet!" Grandma gasped for breath after finishing speaking!

Zhao Jianzong knelt on the ground without saying a word, humming softly... Zhao Jianguo hurried over and knelt down as well, grabbing his old mother's hand: "Mother, don't blame my brother, I made up my mind."

In the room, someone suddenly cried bitterly, Zhou Rui whimpered and begged: "Grandma, don't go...you go...who cares about me!"

Zhao's grandma was lying on her back, muttering: "It doesn't matter... I have been in charge all my life... your father... also worked hard all his life, I saw... Zong Zong... your father is pulling a big ox cart Come to pick me up, they are all here...Zongzong, Jianguo, I left with Jianye, you...get a wife for Ruarui and build...a house!"

"mother!!"

"Grandma!!!"

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, grandma went.The Zhao family's cries rang out loudly.Zhao Xuejun was ignorant, and he didn't know who dragged him up, and changed him into the filial piety clothes and trousers that he had made. At dawn, the Eight Yinhui invited from the town sat down, and a miserable suona sound shook him. Heaven cried out in mourning.

Grandma was put in the coffin that she painted every year. Zhao Xuejun stared at her, fearing that others would hurt his grandma.Looking at the smiling face, he just felt unreal.He covered his grandma's face with both hands until it was cold, and there was no more warmth from grandma.He just couldn't bear to let go, whoever pulled him would be in a hurry, and no one would try to pull his hands away, he just wanted to warm up grandma, make grandma come back alive?Why!Maybe it can!Isn't there suspended animation in medicine?

Grandma's voice kept ringing in his ears: My Junjun's heart!heart!Can run a big boat!My army!Take me to the south to see the big geese...

Junjun!Give grandma another shot!Your mother will make you a lot of money in the coming year...money to marry a wife...

Later, someone hugged him and grabbed his arm: "Junjun, it's me, it's me, Wang Xi is back! It's me!"

By coincidence, Zhao Xuejun let go of his hand. At that moment, he seemed to see his grandma's smile widened, and she seemed to say again: I knew it, I knew it a long time ago, but I just didn't say it.

Wang Xi dragged Zhao Xuejun to the yard, put his arms around him and comforted him for a long time without moving: "Jun, I'm back, I came back by plane...don't be afraid! I know you are sad, you and grandma are the closest. You Cry, you have to cry! Grandma is dead! You have to cry! If you don’t cry, grandma thinks you are not close to her, cry!! Cry!”

Zhao Xuejun's feet suddenly softened on the ground, and he let out a long howl: "Grandma... Grandma!"

Someone around said: It can be regarded as crying, and Xiao San'er kissed his grandma.

Someone said: No, what about the little grandson!Grandma looks at the big ones.

For the next nine days, Zhao Xuejun never had the chance to grieve.He was assigned to report the funeral, followed by his cousins, and cousins ​​knelt in front of grandma's spirit to return the gift, burned paper, kowtowed three times, kowtowed nine times, and filled the village's track... Wang Xi was always by his side, without taking a single step left.

He seized the opportunity and begged Zhao Xuejun to sleep for a while, and when Zhao Xuejun was tired from kneeling, he curled up in Wang Xi's arms and fell asleep.

On the day of grandma's funeral, the scene was grand.Units related to Gao Juzi, units related to Zhao Jianguo and Zhao Jianzong, and acquaintances sent a large number of wreaths, tent cloth, and those sacrificial rituals could be spread out for two miles. In addition, the Zhao family did not accept gifts at all. The family's work is really authentic, and the voice of doing well has spread throughout the four villages and eight neighbors.

Zhao Jianguo has produced a sacrificial rite these days. On the day of his old mother’s burial, he held a piece of paper in front of the whole village and sobbed and choked up to the villagers, saying: My mother is an ordinary She is a rural woman who has been hardworking, kind, strong and upright all her life.

My mother is a kind housewife. She has been cooking all her life, and she has never been willing to serve the first bowl... In the year of famine, the whole village went to escape the famine.The father was not at home, and someone said: You give your son to others, so that you can live a few more.But my mother said: We must die together and we must live together.The children of the Zhao family will not be given away!In this way, my mother took us to beg for food all the way to the Yellow River hundreds of miles away...my mother...is an ordinary...

Where do the folks know this, but they are just watching the fun chattering there, only the children and grandchildren of the old Zhao family are listening carefully and thinking about it seriously.Zhao Jianguo cried while reading, and his brother Zhao Jianzong, who was crying, went to the steps and hugged him and howled again.Miraculously, the two brothers reconciled before their mother's spirit.

According to the custom on Lingshang, the youngest grandson holds a photo of grandma.On the last day, Zhao Xuejun was holding the photo of grandma in a daze. He couldn't hear it, and he couldn't say it. His voice had been strange three days ago, and he didn't know where all the strength went.As long as Wang Xi lets go, Zhao Xuejun will be limp on the ground, like a soft noodle.

Zhao Xuejun even found it strange that he and grandma didn't seem to be that close in his previous life, but how could he be so hurt in this life, it broke his heart.But my heart is so broken, why can't I cry?Inexplicably, there was no time to mourn, and the funeral was over.When grandma sealed the grave, Zhao Xuejun passed out directly, not because he was sad, but because he was exhausted.

After a long sleep, Zhao Xuejun got up from the brick kang in his hometown, he was still wrapped in Wang Xi's arms, and Wang Xi was bearded and snoring beside him, sleeping like a dead person.

Pulling on the shoes, Zhao Xuejun pushed open the courtyard door, and the courtyard was already cleaned up by the villagers.On the tree, Cicada was calling, and the sheep raised by grandma was wandering around in the yard.Everything was so quiet, Zhao Xuejun looked at it for a while, walked over, led it, and slowly walked towards the hillside, towards the grave of the Zhao family ancestors.

A piece of loess, a wreath, huddled desolately in the ancestral grave, where grandma and grandpa slept underground.Zhao Xuejun slowly sat down and leaned against the stone tablet, closed his eyes, and admitted his mistake to his grandma in his heart.

"Grandma, tell me, if I don't marry a wife, if I don't marry for the rest of my life, will my father be angry? You will be angry too, right? But I can't... I can't fight against fate, I don't even know what went wrong Now...Grandma, do you know? Do you know what went wrong? Who can give me an answer? Who can tell me why I am different from others? Grandma, I want to live alone all my life. , Just one person, live well. I say that, are you angry? You must be angry... Don't blame me, grandma, I can't help it!"

Zhao Xuejun murmured silently in his heart until Wang Xi came up the hillside over there, as if he was relieved to see him from a distance, he walked up to Zhao Xuejun pretending to be relaxed, looked down at him, Zhao Xuejun He also looked at Wang Xi, his eyes were dark and bright.

Wang Xi lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and sat down beside him: "It's cold on the mountain, let's go back after sitting for a while!"

Zhao Xuejun turned his head away without saying a word.

"I know you're sad, but we also have this day. When my dad was around, I had the heart to die."

Zhao Xuejun remained silent.

"People have to look forward..."

Zhao Xuejun stood up, took his hand and shook his head at him, pointing down the mountain.Wang Xi patted his head and said: "I want to open it up, grandma is over 80, and she has a long life!" Zhao Xuejun nodded.

They walked down the mountain together. When they were almost at the foot of the mountain, Zhao Xuewen was rushing up the mountain. While running, he shouted at Zhao Xuejun: "Xuejun, Xuejun, something happened to Uncle Song..."

Zhao Xuejun was a little unresponsive, he didn't remember who Uncle Song was?After Zhao Xuewen was out of breath, he lowered his voice and said in Zhao Xuejun's ear: "Xuejun, our father has rushed to the provincial capital, and Song Liaokuo has been hospitalized for acute cerebral infarction."

Silently surprised... Zhao Xuejun opened his mouth, unable to ask a word.No wonder Song Liaokuo, who had the best relationship with Zhao Jianguo, didn't come this time.

"You don't know, Song Chang'an slept with a man at school and was caught by his school..." Zhao Xuewen said with an extremely disgusted expression on his face, and said with a bit of resentment.

Wang Xi felt that Zhao Xuejun's body suddenly began to tremble violently, and finally shrank into a ball, leaning back and forth!He quickly picked him up.Zhao Xuewen was also taken aback, wondering why Song Liaokuo had an accident, why was Zhao Xuejun so scared?He hastily stretched out his hand to hold his younger brother's pulse, felt it, and said to Wang Xi, "Hurry up, there is a health center in the village... Maybe there are sedatives."

There was a lot of wind blowing by his ears, and Zhao Xuejun couldn't restrain his whole body convulsing.His mind was extremely clear... Many people, many people were calling Zhao Xuejun's name, but Zhao Xuejun couldn't respond.Then the ambulance came, and the moment he got into the car, Zhao Xuejun saw the big green stone that grandma liked to stand on.

On the stone, grandma was wearing a red satin floral dress and a big shiny braid. She was dozens of years younger. She and an old man with a white beard were sitting in a caravan pulled by a big green cow and smiled at him. He waved his hand, and grandma shouted: "Junjun! Grandma is gone, you have to be well...Grandma is fine now! Together with your grandpa...go to the market in a big bullock cart!"