“...... Often, then we ...... Belch...... I'll go back first, and I'll talk about it another day......"

“...... Okay, then you go slowly...... Slow down, stay safe......"

“...... All right...... We didn't drink much...... Belch...... The amount of alcohol is here, no, it won't fall into the ditch......"

“...... Smack, what the are you talking about...... Chang, I'm sorry, this guy Xu really drank too much today......"

“...... It's okay, it's okay, you guys go back first. Lao Chen, you can help send this Lao Xu to the house......"

“...... You can rest assured...... Then we'll go first......"

On the side of the courtyard, two drunken villagers supported each other, walked out of the courtyard, and walked away to the other side of the village.

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man sent the two out of the yard, and watched the two walk away with a smile before turning back again.

“...... Lao Chang, then we will go back first, these tables and stools, you will occupy Lao Chang's yard first, set them up in the yard here, and I'll come over tomorrow morning to pull, Lao Chang, do you see it?"

Next to him, he put away the last round table, leaned against it, and the cook untied the apron tied to his body, and said to the middle-aged man with a smile,

“...... Yes, you can leave it here for as long as you want. ”

The middle-aged man turned around and smiled again.

“...... That can't be done for a long time, this guy who eats has been letting you here. ”

The chef responded with a smile, and the middle-aged man also smiled,

“...... That's the old man, let's go first......"

The cook, with the cook, drove the tricycle, and also left the yard and walked far away.

In the courtyard, only the incandescent lamps on the bamboo poles are still standing, and the tables and chairs that have been stacked on the edge of the courtyard are piled up under the lamps.

and the old lady who was still paralyzed in a wheelchair, and the middle-aged man who was still smiling on his face.

Outside the courtyard, on the village road, Lian Ge stood, quietly looking at the courtyard, and did not make a sound, on his shoulder, the little mouse also turned his head and looked at it.

......

“...... Mom, tonight is the birthday banquet for your 70th birthday, and you can see that it is still lively. ”

The middle-aged man smiled on his face, turned around again, and walked up to the old lady,

“...... Wait for the next time, your 80th birthday, I'll give you a more lively time...... So, Mom, you have to take care of yourself. ”

The middle-aged man said, reaching out and pulling the blanket that the old lady was covering, with a smile on his face.

The old lady turned her somewhat cloudy gaze, looking at the middle-aged man, her hands, and her whole body, gradually trembling more and more.

“...... Mom, it's getting late, and it's slowly getting cold outside. The guests are gone, so I'll push you back to the house to rest. ”

The middle-aged man smiled, said, straightened up again, walked to the back of the wheelchair, stretched out his hand to push the wheelchair, and walked towards the hall.

The old lady was slumped in her wheelchair, trembling, and her somewhat cloudy eyes showed some fear.

......

“...... Mom, what's wrong?"

Pushing the wheelchair, the middle-aged man walked to the steps under the eaves, the door of the hall, and pushed open the door of the hall with a wheelchair.

In the hall, there was still no light on, it was a little dark, only when the door of the hall was opened, the incandescent lamps in the courtyard barely passed through the door, and some light was swayed in.

Just when the middle-aged man pushed the wheelchair and was about to enter the hall, the old lady trembled more and more, her head rested on the back of the wheelchair, and with all her strength, she raised her trembling hand and grabbed the half of the door next to her that had not been opened.

It's just that his hands are still shaking, and he doesn't seem to have much strength, just barely holding on to the door.

The middle-aged man lowered his body, looked at the old lady with concern, asked out loud, followed by a smile on his face, smiled, and said again,

“...... I see, Mom, you're afraid that the wind will blow into the house in a while, so let me close the door of the hall, right? ”

Laughing and talking, the middle-aged man raised his hand, pressed the old lady's trembling hand, grabbed the hand by the door, and then held the old lady's hand, and carefully put it back on the wheelchair.

“...... Mom, let's go inside. ”

Smiling and talking, the middle-aged man pushed the old lady in the wheelchair, walked into the house, and closed the door again,

The old lady was slumped in her wheelchair, as if she wanted to get up, but she was just trembling.

......

Seeing that the middle-aged man pushed the old lady back into the house, Lian Ge paused slightly, then moved his feet, walked into the quiet courtyard, and walked to the door of the house.

Immediately after, the closed door of the hall opened in front of Lian Ge, and he moved his steps and walked into the hall again.

......

In the hall, the old lady who was paralyzed in a wheelchair was pushed to the middle of the hall, with her back to the door.

The middle-aged man went to open the hall, there was some dim light, and before he turned around, he didn't realize that Lian Ge who walked into the hall.

At that moment, the door of the upper bedroom on the edge of the hall opened from the inside.

The boy who had run into the bedroom earlier appeared by the bedroom door, and looked into the hall, looking at his grandmother, at his father,

“...... Xiaoshan, you haven't slept yet, what's the matter, is it your father who is noisy with you, or can't you sleep?"

The middle-aged man turned around, his face was gentle, and he said softly to the boy,

The boy looked at his father, and gradually fell silent again, and buried his head,

“...... Then when grandma rests, Dad will bring you some cold medicine and put you to sleep. ”

The middle-aged man smiled gently, walked up to the boy, and touched the boy's forehead,

The boy was silent, burying his head,

Next to her, the old lady who was paralyzed in a wheelchair struggled to turn her head and eyes, as if she wanted to look to this side, but she couldn't turn the wheelchair or turn around.

“...... Now let's go back to the house, Daddy will have to take care of your grandma to rest. ”

The middle-aged man smiled on his face, said, and stood up again,

The boy was silent, then he looked up again, looked at the middle-aged man, at the old lady who was slumped in a wheelchair and wanted to turn around, turned around, and walked towards the bedroom.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, pulled the bedroom door, turned around again, smiled on his face, and looked at the old lady who was trembling and struggling in a wheelchair.

“...... Mom, then I'll send you back to the house to rest. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man pushed the wheelchair again and walked to another bedroom next to the hall.

In the wheelchair, the old lady was paralyzed, trembling, looking at the middle-aged man.

......

“...... Mom, you'd better sit down for a while. ”

The bedroom door was opened, and it was pitch black, and the dim light of the hall barely let in.

The middle-aged man pushed the wheelchair and walked in,

Lian Ge moved his steps, and also walked into the bedroom room, and walked aside,

The middle-aged man turned around, closed the bedroom door again, locked it, and turned on the light in the bedroom.

The incandescent lights come on, swaying down the light and illuminating the bedroom under the lamp.

The bedroom is not small, leaning against one side of the wall, there is a bed, and the quilt on the bed is neatly folded.

At the end of the bed, there is the window of this bedroom, the two layers of curtains are closed, through the gaps on the side, you can barely see it, under the curtains, on the window, there is still a layer of paper.

Next to the bed, on the other side of the wall, there is also a coffin, the red paint on the coffin, the surface has faded a little, revealing a deeper layer of lacquer.

“...... I'll wash my dad first, and then I'll clean up for mom. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, walking towards the coffin.