In this world, no one can empathize, and if something doesn't happen to them, they won't feel your pain. Those "comforts" that don't hurt or itch are just words that don't hurt when you stand and talk. Only by protecting one's own heart can one go on tenaciously.

Tong Ziru spent three happy days at Chen Xi's house, she personally felt the enthusiasm of the people in the Northeast, and spent most of her time "recuperating" every day, Chen Xi would tell her about the local customs, and would also tell her about her childhood, although she didn't need Tong Ziru to help with work, Tong Ziru would also help do simple housework, and Chen Xi was busy in entertainment.

Originally, Chen Xi wanted her to stay here with her for a week, but the next afternoon, Tong Ling called Tong Ziru like this, asking her to "return to reality" again. ”

"Recently, Linxi has had a holiday, wow, you can help me do something. I don't know if I have auditory hallucinations, but my mother's tone when she said this was not as tough and fierce as before, and her voice sounded hesitant, as if there were some sobs.

"What's the matter?"

"You may not be impressed with him, I command you must go. Yours...... Your uncle died of cancer, and he will be cremated on Sunday, you, you go to the funeral for me. ”

Indeed, the memory of these relatives except for grandpa no one else exists. But didn't my mother break off her friendship with the family, why did she still want her to attend the funeral?

"You're not ......"

"Okay, don't ask again!" The mother suddenly lost her temper on the phone, and then her tone was crying, "How can family affection be broken, your uncle has suffered all his life, his family used to be poor, he dropped out of school early to go to work for our sister to study, when I was a child, it was your uncle who watched me grow up, and he left before he was 60, can I not be sad! You have to go to me! Bring some money to comfort your eldest concubine!"

The mother hung up again. She sent her uncle's address to the child's word such as WeChat, and then did not speak again.

Tong Ziru returned to the room after answering the phone, her face was solemn, her blue eyes were slightly narrowed, seeing her so serious, Chen Xi asked her if it was her mother's phone call to her.

She nodded and smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm going to buy a ticket back to Linxi tomorrow, and my mother wants me to go to Linxi to do something." ”

"Ahh ”

She touched Chen Xi's face, "I'm sorry, it's really urgent, and I've caused trouble for your family in the past few days." Thank you very much. We'll see you again when we get a chance!"

Seeing that she was determined, Chen Xi no longer kept her, and the next morning, Tong Ziru took the train back to Linxi and went back.

After returning to Linxi, she searched for the address, which seemed to be not far from the teaching place of Fangchuan, but this was a suburb to the north. It looks relatively remote, I don't know if it's convenient to take the bus, Tong Ziru thought to herself that Yu Chengyi was also a native of Linxi after all, he should be familiar with this place, she sent him a WeChat message, asking her if she knew Xinlinyuan in the North District.

"I know, my grandmother's house is over there. You'd better take the subway to get there, it's not convenient for the bus to reverse. ”

"Good. ”

After Tong Ziru replied, Yu Chengyi asked her what she was doing so far away.

"My uncle died, and my mother asked me to attend her funeral. ”

"Oh, I shouldn't have asked you that. Then be careful on the road. ”

"It's okay, thank you. ”

......

On the morning of July 29, Tong Ziru went to his uncle's house at half past six.

At five o'clock in the morning in the summer, the sky had quietly brightened, and when she came to Xinlin Garden, the sun had already risen. No matter how many tragedies and comedies are staged every day in this world, the sun will rise tomorrow, it will warm people's hearts, and it will also swallow people's bodies and minds with a blazing sunny day.

When you come to the 40th floor, there is a bunch of wreaths placed at the door of the corresponding 4 units, and the color of the wreath is colorful, but there is a meaning of "feeling the flowers splash tears".

Her uncle's house was on the west side of the first floor, and when she approached the door of the unit, she saw that the door of the house was open. The Spring Festival couplets on the door were also torn off, and after Tong Ziru walked in, he saw many people standing at the door of the house, and it was estimated that these people were their relatives and friends.

She didn't know which person was the eldest concubine, but when she walked over and saw two middle-aged men holding the hand of a middle-aged woman in a black overalls, they said to her, "The festival is changing, and I want to open up." ”

She guessed that this person should be Da Yan, she walked over, and when the woman looked up at her, she asked, "You are Da Yan, right?" Hello, I am Tong Ling's daughter Tong Ziru, and I am here to see him off today. ”

The woman stood up and walked slowly in front of her, took her arm and looked her up and down, and then pulled out a smile, "It turns out that Ziru has grown so big, and it is getting better and better, and it really looks like your father." You're here!"

Tong Ziru nodded, Da Yan pulled her to the back room and wanted to ask her about her and Tong Ling, Tong Ziru just took out the gift money and gave it to Da Yan, saying that this was a little bit of her mother's heart.

The big girl took the gift money, and Tong Ziru also carefully observed the big girl in front of her, her size was only up to Tong Ziru's chin, and her thin body was wearing a "ragged" overalls that were very out of tune, and the sleeves were a little torn. Her emaciated face was covered with wrinkles, and there were deep fishtail marks in the corners of her eyes. The temples were wet and sticking to his face, a little tired. Her rough sallow skin, silver strands of hair on her head, made her seem much older than she really was, and her cracked hands.

She looks a little similar to Chen Xi's mother, and she is a few years older than her, but in this case, she looks like she is more than ten years older than her mother, like an old man who has passed the sixtieth birthday.

"Say thank you to your mom for me, thank you for coming. ”

Tong Ziru shook his head, "Don't say thank you, it's my mother's fault, we should have come earlier." ”

Da Yan sighed, "Alas, don't talk about this, it's not easy for your mother to be alone, it seems to be beautiful to work abroad alone, I know she has also suffered a lot." In fact, your uncle has never complained about her, and he used to quarrel just because he felt sorry for her and didn't want her to be so far away from home. I know that your mother made the money sent anonymously in the past few years, and your uncle misses your mother too!"

Tong Ziru didn't know that her mother had sent them money, and she suddenly felt ashamed of her elders, thinking that if she could come to visit her uncle earlier, it would make up for his dying wish.

"Da Yan, I'm really sorry, but I still want to ask my uncle what caused his illness, and what caused it?"

Da Yan shook her head, although she hadn't cried all the time, she could feel that her voice had been a little weak, "He has lung cancer, and it was already at an advanced stage when it was found out." The doctor didn't know what was going on with him, but I guess it had something to do with his overwork. ”

"Does my mother know?"

"She doesn't know, your uncle won't tell her. ”

Tong Ziru is very uncomfortable in her heart, no wonder her mother blames herself, in other words, she will be sad, after all, she really loves her relatives.

She shook Da Yan's hand, "You mourn, don't be too sad." ”

Da Yan nodded and hugged Tong Ziru.

I heard that on the day of cremation, Chinese people should first bow down at home with incense and then go to the crematorium. When Tong Ziru walked into the main room, she saw the portrait of her uncle.

The photo is black and white, and the photo shows her uncle whom she has never met. It can be seen that the uncle is also a simple and honest person, his nose is very straight, he has the same high forehead as his mother, and he also has thick eyebrows and big eyes. His lips pursed slightly.

As others learn from the children's characters, they also light incense and bow down, praying to God to let him rest in heaven.

After that, the group went to the funeral home together to say their final goodbyes, worried that Da Yan would be sad, and according to custom, she did not go to the scene, but stayed at home to watch the family. At eight o'clock in the morning, the memorial service officially began, and all relatives and friends gathered around the uncle's coffin, only to see that the uncle had been placed in the tall black coffin, and the family had already dressed him in a longevity coat.

She had never attended a funeral, and although she didn't feel scared at the moment, she just felt a little regretful, especially when she saw the black and white headline in front of her: Mourn Comrade Tong Xuyang. She only felt that this memorial service would make people's hearts feel as if they were being held by something.

The host began to speak at this time, and Tong Ziru quietly listened to the host, his eyes looking at the coffin in front of him.

"Hello guests, relatives and friends, today we deeply mourn Comrade Tong Xuyang with a very heavy heart. Comrade Tong Xuyang died at 1 a.m. on July 27 at the age of 58 due to ineffective medical treatment. Here, on behalf of our funeral home, I would like to express my deep condolences to Comrade Tong Xuyang on his passing, express my heartfelt thanks to the relatives and friends who came to mourn, and express my cordial condolences to his family.

Comrade Tong Xuyang is loyal, open-minded, and approachable. He lived frugally, hard and simple, united in his neighborhood, and helpful. It is the warm-hearted heart of a friend, a good uncle in the mouth of the younger generation, and a good husband in the eyes of his wife. Although he is gone from us, his dedication to hard work and selfless work; That kind of noble character of being upright, loyal and honest is still worth learning from. We are sorry for the loss of such a good husband for his family. But people cannot be resurrected after death, we can only control our feelings, suppress our grief, and live a good life to comfort Comrade Tong Xuyang's soul in heaven. ”

Hearing this, some people have already begun to sob, if the child character did not cry with it, but there was a pain in his chest, and his eyes were a little sour, I heard them along the way today that the uncle's son was still studying in other places, and the one who wore glasses and held the portrait just now was his son. Although he didn't cry, he was also bitter in his heart, he was a hard-working person, his father was gone, and his grandparents were gone. Their family is not wealthy, and their father owes a lot of debt for medical treatment, and his life will not be easy in the future.

Now, the relatives and friends circle the coffin three times, say their final goodbyes, and then open the coffin and place him on a stretcher, taking care not to drip tears on him. ”

The host's words broke her contemplation, and she stepped forward to look at her uncle's body, only to see that his face was already blue, his eyes were closed, and his lips were black.

"Wait a minute, don't touch him!"