Chapter 8 Bitter sorrow to go home to bury his mother, farewell to the first marriage

I secretly decided not to be decadent again, I found a job as a driver, my legs and feet were numb every day, physically and mentally exhausted, but I persevered every day, I thought this is the way life is, not impulsive, there are problems to solve by myself, my life began to be peaceful. But life is always joking, and my peaceful life is shattered by the ringing of the phone.

It's not dawn yet, and I haven't gotten out of bed yet. Suddenly, the phone rang, and when I saw that it was Xue Jiao, I was suddenly full of energy, and after a few seconds, I answered the phone. "Hey, Xuejiao. A crying voice came from the other side of the phone: "Let's get married!" I immediately reacted that Xuejiao had made the wrong call. "Xuejiao, I'm the sea, what's going on. "Mom was in a car accident. "Don't be sad, don't be afraid, I'm here." ""In the vicinity of the Women's and Children's Hospital. I put down the phone and hurriedly put on my pants and down jacket and no socks. It was an honor to think that I could do something for Xuejiao. It was not yet dawn on a winter morning, so I hurriedly got into a taxi and went to the scene of the accident.

When I arrived at the scene, I saw an old lady lying on the side of the road in a cleaner's outfit, her upper body and legs apart. The concrete tanker next to it did not leave. "Who is the family and where is the family?" "I am the family, I am. "Who are you, son?" "No, I'm my daughter-in-law." I ran to the old lady as fast as I could, dragging her head by the hand. The old lady looked at me with a faint eye and said, "It's not you, I've never seen you." "I'm Xuejiao's high school classmate, we've met, and you've been to school." The old lady's eyes lit up, and then her eyes began to close slowly, and two lines of tears flowed out. The earthy yellow face has experienced many wind and frost, and the gray hair bears the traces of time. No, I can't be saved, I lost too much blood, my injuries are too severe, and now my face is bloodless. It was dawn, and the sun had not yet come out. At this time, Xue Jiao also came, threw herself on the ground and cried. At this time, the old lady spoke: "Xuejiao, I think this child is very good, you two should get married." Xue Jiao didn't answer her mother's words, just silently wept. He said to me, "You go and report my taxi fare." ”

The old lady closed her eyes, probably choking. Died on the cold road, in the cold morning of the cold winter moon. She kept her eyes closed and didn't look at her daughter for the last time. The driver cried loudly, not knowing why. The sun is out, the police are coming, and the ambulances are coming. The doctor determined that the old man had died, and suggested that he be taken directly to the crematorium for cremation, and the driver kept following, saying that his car was insured and would not run away. The money for cremation, as well as the money for the urn, was taken by the driver. The driver said that the traffic police were coming, and the official was waiting for the court to decide how much money should be paid. I can pay 50,000 yuan first, so that the two of us can do the funeral for the elderly.

It was already afternoon after we were busy, so we rented a car and went back to the countryside with the urn in our arms. In winter, it gets dark a little early, and the streets of the countryside are empty. The two of us were walking alone on the street, looking a little monotonous, and I was holding the urn, a little overwhelmed. After turning around a few times, I came to Xuejiao's rural hometown, and the door was locked. "I'll go find someone, you wait here first. "I looked up at the shriveled gate, the black paint had peeled off, and the door panel was cracked one after another. The lock is rusty, and under the door is a layer of cooked soil, and you can step on it to make footprints. No one had been here for a long time, and the buttresses were covered with withered grass. After a while, Xue Jiao came back, with an old man, and the rural people still seemed so kind. The old man took a brick and slammed it on the lock a few times, the lock was smashed open, and the old man's trembling hand pushed the door open. What catches your eye is waist-high weeds, desolate and dilapidated, with no way to the hall. We walked on the weeds and came to the front of the hall, and the weeds had grown to the door of the hall. Pushing open the door of the hall, a cold wind greeted me, and I shivered, and the urn almost fell out of my hand. The house was dusty because no one entered, and you could step on it and make footprints. Xue Jiao entered the house, stood motionless in the house, and suddenly burst into tears. "Baby, don't cry, there are five grandfathers here, there is no threshold that cannot be passed. At this time, a few more people came outside the door, and they consciously cleaned up, removed the weeds in the yard, and pulled the wires to install the lights.

According to local custom, when a person dies, the bed should be placed in the middle of the hall so that the deceased can lie on the bed. Sun men and women keep vigil day and night. This did not die in bed, came back to be an urn. The fifth grandfather put a table at the door of the hall, put the urn on the table, and covered it with a red cloth. I looked around, where I was standing, where I wasn't sitting, the tables, chairs and benches were covered with a thick layer of dust, not to mention the bed. The beams were covered with cobwebs, the roof was still open, and cold wind blew in from time to time. Xue Jiao kept crying, and I shivered. The fifth grandfather said, "Go to my house, and I'll leave it to your uncles here." The fifth grandmother led us to her house.

On a winter evening, walking in the dark alleys of the countryside, one foot deep and one foot shallow, what can I do now? When I came to the fifth grandmother's house, the fifth grandmother had already cooked a meal. Pulling open the thick quilt curtain, I stepped into the room, almost not falling, the ground outside the door was high, the ground inside the door was bottom, next to the door was a low table, the low table was full of things, flowing out of the palm of the big place, I think this should be the place to eat. Half a meter away from the low table is a cauldron burning in the countryside, and the inner house is a kang. The fifth grandmother lifted the cauldron, filled the house, and rose to the beams, which were all black. "Come and eat, eat the food cooked in the cauldron, I really want to know what the countryside is eating now, I looked up at the pot, I didn't see anything, it was all angry. "The fifth grandmother brought out two bowls, and I could see clearly that it was two bowls of bud rice noodle porridge. Using a bamboo basket to hold yellow, white-flour steamed buns, I could see the blackened black oil on the bamboo basket. I really don't want to eat it. The fifth grandmother said enthusiastically: "It's a common meal, let's take a bite." "I picked up the chopsticks, one chopstick was a little bent, the other chopstick had a small hairy stubble on the head, and the other end of the chopsticks was black, like black oil that had not been brushed off. It's been a long time since these chopsticks have been changed. Rough porcelain bowls in the countryside are too large and resemble a small basin. I looked up at Xue Jiao, who was drinking porridge with a bowl, her face blocked by the bowl. I also picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge, and used my chopsticks to pick up some pickles and leftovers.

Just after eating, the fifth grandfather came back and called Xue Jiao to go to the guard, Xue Jiao was reluctant to go, and the fifth grandfather became angry. When your mother dies, you don't go to the vigil, and you will raise you in vain. Xue Jiao didn't say much, and followed the fifth grandfather to go, I wanted to go too, but the fifth grandfather didn't let me, saying that the son-in-law was a guest.

The fifth grandmother settled me to sleep on the kang and went over there, and now I am alone in this small black room, I really can't sleep, there is a circle of black oil on the side of the quilt, and there is a sour smell. I sat up and couldn't find the switch for the light, I wanted to turn on the TV and take a look, turned it on and off, and felt that it was not appropriate to watch TV. Why, why does God have such an arrangement, what is the meaning of life, I offended that god in my last life, and made me a human being in this life, and I suffered from this. I sat on the kang in great pain, grabbing my hair with both hands, why it wasn't me who had an accident, why wasn't it me who had an accident? Will I suffer more in the future and then die? If you don't feel it, you don't think about your future life, maybe everyone's life is not easy, and they are all persevering.

In the second half of the night, Xuejiao came back, and the fifth grandfather asked me to come back to sleep. "Is there anyone else there?" I asked. "There are people, all of them belong to the same family. Xue Jiao replied. Let's sleep, Xue Jiao took off her clothes and got into my bed. Didn't look embarrassed, and didn't shy away. I hugged her tightly and touched her up and down. "Tap, tap, don't press the baby, don't press the baby. Xue Jiao repeatedly, and the two of us had a relationship.

The next day, the fifth grandfather bought two coffins, and also arranged in advance for people of the same clan to dig a pit in the ancestral cemetery. It was buried hastily, there was no farewell team, no farewell suona, and no farewell rumbling cannons. The fifth grandfather arranged for me to go back first, and Xuejiao stayed for one night. Xuejiao took me to the entrance of the village to get on the bus. I turned around and asked Xue Jiao loudly, "Is what you said true?" "It's true, let's get married." Xue Jiao replied loudly. I turned my head and wept as I went.