"I know Dad, I will definitely be strong, don't worry. Gao Qiulin said with tears in his eyes, he knew that his father was going to leave him forever.

"Well, I'll sleep for a while. With that, Gao Linguang closed his eyes and rested, Gao Qiulin could only quietly withdraw from the room, Zeng Shuhua also retreated, and sat in the living room with Gao Qiulin.

"Mom, don't be too sad, you still have us. Although Gao Qiulin is sad, he must appear stronger, which also gives Zeng Shuhua a comfort in her heart.

"I, hey, I've thought about this day many times before, I thought I could face it very strongly, but when it really came today, I still felt like the sky was falling. Zeng Shuhua said sadly.

"Mom, let's eat something, you shouldn't have eaten yet. Gao Qiulin looked at the breakfast on the table and hadn't touched it, so he brought the bowl to Zeng Shuhua's hand.

"Hey, I'm not hungry, I can't eat. Zeng Shuhua put down the bowl after eating a few bites, looked at Gao Qiulin and said: "Let's clean up the house for the two of us, your father is afraid that it won't be long before he will use the hall house, and I will prepare his old clothes and ......" Zeng Shuhua began to think about Gao Linguang's afterlife.

"Okay, you say, I'll do it. Gao Qiulin cheered up and said that he wanted to help his mother share things now.

"You can move the food from the hall upstairs, clean it up, and then accompany your father when you're done." Zeng Shuhua herself has to make clothes, this is the local custom in this area, people have to wear seven clothes when they die, short, long, thick and thin, just afraid that people will have no clothes to wear after they die.

Zeng Shuhua hadn't thought that this day would come so suddenly, although the fabric had been prepared, not a single piece of clothing had been sewn, and now she had to sew these clothes in the shortest possible time.

She sat at the door of the house with glasses on, and secretly felt sad while sewing, and after a while, she saw Gao Qiulin come out and pour the filth that Gao Lin had vomited, and her heart was even more uncomfortable.

"It's the third time, and it's really worrying. Zeng Shuhua said to herself. Continue to bury your head in sewing clothes.

"Sister-in-law, we are here, eldest brother, he ......" When it was almost noon, Gao Linming first took the family to the courtyard, and when he saw Zeng Shuhua sewing old clothes, he thought that Gao Linguang had closed his eyes.

"He's still lying on the bed, so go in and have a look. Zeng Shuhua still sewed clothes without raising her head.

"Okay. Gao Linming entered the house while answering, looked at Gao Linguang who was dying, and immediately held his hand: "Big brother, I'm Lin Ming, I'm coming to see you." ”

"Lin Ming, you're here, I thought I couldn't wait for you, I waited for you to come, mainly because I couldn't rest assured that our father would erect a monument, I was supposed to finish your thing, but now it seems that I can't do it, I can only rely on you." Gao Linguang gasped and said.

"Knowing the eldest brother, I will set it up for his old man, you can rest assured, if there is anything else I need to do, you can just say it. Gao Linming looked at Gao Linguang, who was about to die, and his heart crossed the picture of the two of them growing up when they were young......

"Besides, it's just a few of them, I can't rest assured that Qiulin, he's still in high school, and it's when he needs his father's guidance, but I can't accompany him anymore. Gao Linguang's heart was full of guilt for Gao Qiulin.

"Hey, big brother, Qiulin is my own nephew, I will come to see them from time to time, don't worry. Gao Linming said.

"Lin Ming, I really miss Yunwu Mountain, when I was a child, we played there every day, I didn't feel anything, but at this time, I really miss the summer there. ”

"How's Daddy, how are you? I'm back. As they were talking, Gao Qiujin came back, and it seemed that he rushed back after receiving a call.

"It's good that my second girl is back. From now on, you will live your life the way you like, as long as you are happy. Gao Linguang looked at Gao Qiujin and said.

"Dad, I'll be fine, don't worry. Gao Qiujin assured, and at this moment, Gao Linguang spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and then the whole person lost his life and spread out on the bed.

"Big brother, big brother. ”

"Daddy, Daddy. ”

Everyone present shouted loudly for Gao Linguang, and he slowed down for a while before he opened his mouth again and opened his eyes to look at everyone.

"Call your mother to ......" he looked at Gao Qiujin weakly.

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Zeng Shuhua finally sewed the old clothes and came in with her arms.

"Shuhua, don't misunderstand with Qiu Jin in the future, she is our good daughter. Gao Linguang said intermittently, Zeng Shuhua saw that he was about to lose his breath, so he could only nod his head frequently, and Gao Qiujin also cried and said, "I will be fine with my mother." ”

"Dad, Dad!" When Gao Linguang swallowed his last breath, Gao Qiulin cried sadly, and everyone present shed tears, and the crying filled the entire room.

He really left, left this world full of love, left his relatives full of love, and he left in a hurry and sadly.

"Wife, you better help your sister-in-law to the side to rest, she is crying like this, she wants to cry and break her body, I will arrange it later." After the grief, Gao Linming did not forget his responsibility.

"Okay, sister-in-law, I know you're sad, but you can't come back when you're gone, we have to arrange his funeral. Let's go over there and rest, and ask his second uncle to stop him in the hall. The second uncle pulled Zeng Shuhua up and pulled her to the sofa in the living room to sit and rest.

Gao Linming arranged for Gao Qiulin to wipe Gao Linguang's body clean with him, and then changed into Zeng Shuhua's sewn clothes, and moved Gao Linguang to the hall with his relatives, and temporarily set up a mourning hall. Then the iron cannon for the funeral was lit, which is also a unique local custom, and when a person dies, three iron cannons are fired to announce the death to the people around him.

The mourning hall was up, Gao Linming arranged for Gao Qiulin to call all relatives and friends, and then contacted the funeral home, and after a while, a car was sent to take Gao Linguang's body away and cremate it, and the next day, when Gao Jingyi arrived, there was only one tablet standing in the hall.

"Dad, why can't you wait for me to see you for the last time!" Gao Jingyi half-knelt in front of the tablet and cried while burning paper, and Lin Dachao and Lin's mother were also burning paper.

"Jingyi, your body is inconvenient, hurry up, your father is walking quite peacefully. The second uncle hurriedly pulled Gao Jingyi up, afraid that she would have a fetal gas. Gao Jingyi had no choice but to get up for the baby in her belly.

The funeral was held in the courtyard of the Gao family, and Zeng Shuhua's colleagues were present, the teachers in Gao Linguang's school, and of course, the relatives and friends of the foot of the village.