"Before leaving, is there any place you want to go, I'll accompany you to take a look?"

"I—I want to go see my mother? I don't know when I'll be back. ”

"This is easy to do, I'll accompany you over to worship and sweep it first, and then when I come back, I'll ask someone to go through the formalities and send my aunt's urn to Shanghai." ”

"Thank you. ”

"It's my idea to go to Shanghai, but I can't let your mother and daughter be separated!"

"Qian Hong, you said that Mu Dahai ...... over there"

"Don't worry about him, he's the roundworm in your stomach? Can he still be a prophet? Waiting for us at the train station early? As soon as we get on the train on the afternoon of the seventh, you can forget about this man." ”

“...... How can it be so easy to forget!" When Zhu Ying said this, there was a kind of helplessness in her tone, and Qian Hong, who listened to it, even stopped the movements of his hands.

"I know it's not easy, but I'm very confident in you, Sister Ying, when you have your own career in the future, then Mu Dahai is just a little cockroach to you, just step on your feet, rest assured that I will accompany you to face him and face your own demons." After Qian Hong finished solemnly, Zhu Ying on the other side of the kitchen stopped talking.

Ten minutes later, a bowl of fragrant, egg liquid and noodles, and a gnocchi soup with potato wedges and diced carrots in it was served in front of Qian Hong, followed by Qian Hong, who was staring wide-eyed, immediately grabbed the spoon, tasted a small bite first, and then showed a happy expression.

"It's so fragrant! With this skill, Sister Ying, you can open a restaurant. Qian Hong bit the spoon and said deliberately exaggeratedly.

"You don't fool me, my cooking is much worse than my godmother's, and my godmother's stewed chicken mushrooms are really delicious. As Zhu Ying said, she put two small bowls of side dishes on the table, one is sweet garlic and the other is oil chili, which are Qian Hong's favorite side dishes.

On December 6th, Qian Hong was still in class as usual, but he was working hard all morning, this time to play running away from home, Qian Hong had to explain to his parents well, this is not only afraid of being beaten to death, but more importantly, he is worried that his mother and father will be sad.

In addition to his parents, Qian Hong believed that once he disappeared, Uncle Dong, the fourth aunt, and Aunt Xiufen would all fall into a panic, so Qian Hong also wrote letters to them separately, mainly to tell them not to be impatient and not to leak their business because of impulsiveness.

In the afternoon of the same day, Qian Hong asked for leave again, he not only mailed these letters by registered mail, but also went to the fourth aunt's place and to the canning factory again, so that Qian Hong's money on hand reached as much as 320,000 yuan, but even so, Qian Hong was still not very satisfied.

It's a pity that there is no more time, on the night of the sixth, Qian Hong obediently went home, ate obediently, did his homework obediently, and insisted on washing his mother's feet before going to bed, anyway, he showed a strong desire to survive.

On the 7th, the day to decide everything finally came, Qian Hong went to school in the morning with his schoolbag, and when the first class ended, Qian Hong summoned Ren Hongwei and others to his side, so and so, here and there, but still did not reveal that he was going to leave for a while.

In the second Chinese class in the morning, Qian Hong's heart had already flown away, and he finally persevered until the end of class, and immediately had a stomachache, and he still rolled uncontrollably on the ground, so Teacher Lu had to allow Ren Hongwei to accompany him to the health center to have a look.

But as soon as he left the school gate, Qian Hong immediately returned to normal, and in front of Ren Hongwei's bewildered face, Qian Hong left so generously.

After picking up Zhu Ying in the small courtyard, the two people who carried their bags went straight to the railway bridge, and after coming to Jiangnan against the north wind, Qian Hong raised his hand and called the car, and quickly rushed to the crematorium, and the time was very tight.

But before she arrived at her destination, Zhu Ying's expression became obviously sad, and the helpless Qian Hong could only take her hand, put his arm around her shoulder, and silently comfort her, until she stopped, and you could see the tall white building where the ashes were stored over the wall.

"Master, you wait for us for a while, we will come out in half an hour, soon. Before getting out of the car, Qian Hong greeted the driver in front of him.

"Half an hour? That's not going to work, it's too much of a delay for me to work. The driver immediately shook his head and refused.

"We're going to the train station later, if you're willing to wait for us, I'll give you double the price when you get to the train station." Zhu Ying was sad, and at this time, Qian Hong was really too lazy to bargain with others: "If you don't agree, forget it, there are so many people waiting to be hired here, I should be able to find someone else." ”

"Are you really giving double?"

"Are you still afraid that I will pay my debts?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you, but you must hurry......"

The driver was still shouting in the back, but Qian Hong had already accompanied Zhu Ying to the funeral home, and Qian Hong didn't like to come to this place the most, because he always felt gloomy and cold.

First show the deposit card on the first floor, then find and take out the urn, hold it to the backyard to burn the paper, and finally send it back to its original position, this is the whole process of sacrificial sweeping, but when Qian Hong and the others came to the backyard, Zhu Ying stood in a daze with the urn, and Qian Hong could only buy offerings such as incense and candles, the accident still happened.

Carrying a large bag of sacrifices, when Qian Hong returned to the position where he was separated from Zhu Ying, Zhu Ying actually disappeared, leaving the black urn aside, which immediately made Qian Hong nervous.

It stands to reason that Zhu Ying will never put down the urn, unless he encounters some force majeure, and as far as the current situation is concerned, the biggest force majeure is Mu Dahai, didn't this guy go to the shipyard to look for it, but has been staying here all the time? But according to the characteristics of his profession, it seems that it is not completely impossible.

In a hurry, Qian Hong put the tribute next to the urn, and immediately turned around to look for it, he just walked away for about 5-6 minutes, so it was impossible for the two of them to go too far, and the place where the tribute incense and candles were sold was at the door of the crematorium, which means that they must still be somewhere nearby and did not leave.

The crematorium near noon, basically no one can be seen, the huge parking lot is empty, and this place is very empty, except for a few buildings, there are only trees left, Qian Hong is more and more anxious, when he can't help but wonder if he guessed wrong, in a forest in front of him, suddenly there was a faint voice of talking.

"Let it go...... I ......"

"I'm going to kill you!"

“...... Woowoo woo ......"