Chapter 25: The Funeral
But Xiaojuan only felt that after eating the fruit, her eyes suddenly brightened, as if the heavy stone that had been on her head was suddenly broken, and the world in front of her became strange and vivid.
"Brother Liang Shan, what are you giving me to eat, why do I feel so strange?"
Xiao Juan asked with a look of surprise on her face. If there is any difference from just now, except that you don't need to think for a long time when you speak, it means that the temperament of the whole person has changed, especially those eyes, which are different from the stupid ones in the past, and have become smart and energetic.
Although Liang Shan was excited, he was not surprised, this Enlightenment Pill claimed to be able to open the wisdom of all things, even the wisdom of birds, beasts, insects and fish, not to mention people who were just a little mentally disabled. Although Xiaojuan's current IQ cannot be said to stand out from the crowd, it is more than enough to crush a group of peers.
"Hehe, this is the elixir of enlightenment, which can enhance people's wisdom. By the way, Xiaojuan, do you remember how you fell into the stone crevice in the mountain?"
Liang Shan hugged Xiaojuan and asked about business.
"I remember that it was Wu De who pushed me down, and my brother was also killed by Wu De and Wang Biao. I once heard Wang Biao accidentally mention that the rope was sharpened by Wang Biao. After my brother was killed, Wu De beat me up that night and threatened me with telling the police that I had accidentally fallen, otherwise he would kill me. I was scared and did as he was told. ”
Xiao Juan recalled the past and recounted it seriously. But then the voice became quieter and quieter, and a small face flushed with shame.
"It's okay, wasn't our Xiaojuan unconscious at that time? Xiaojuan, my brother came to see you and had something important to explain to you. Tomorrow, you take some time to go to the Municipal Public Security Bureau to do a forensic appraisal, and my brother has already arranged for someone to wait for you. When I go to my funeral at noon the day after tomorrow, my brother's friends will also be there, including the city police, and when they ask about you, you will tell them the truth. Don't be afraid of Liang Shan, my brother will be there to protect you, you know?"
cured Xiaojuan's illness, and Liang Shan finally told the truth.
"Well, brother, don't worry, Xiaojuan remembers. ”
Xiaojuan raised her forehead and said solemnly.
"Well, brother, there is still a fruit here that can heal the scars on your body, but you can't eat it until after tomorrow, you know? ”
Liang Shan said and stuffed the Xuanguo into the girl's hand, and said goodbye reluctantly.
"Brother Liang Shan, will you come back to see Xiaojuan?"
The little girl held the crystal clear fruit in her hand, looked at Liang Shan's gradually dim figure and shouted.
"Yes, my brother will definitely come back to see you!"
After a moment of silence, Liang Shan's voice slowly came from a distance like an echo in the hollow.
Two days later, on the weekend, Huang Jing took Xiaojuan to the orphanage and returned to the orphanage, because Liang Shan was urging death, so he was not ready to stop the funeral until today. In the past two days, Huang Jing only felt that the little girl had become weird, but she couldn't say what it was.
The employees and orphans of the orphanage gathered in two rows and walked in a column towards the grave on the mountainside. At the foreground are two six-year-old children holding a photograph of Liang Shan and a columbarium. Along the way, the sound of mourning music blew and blew to tears.
Everyone looked sad, thinking of the bits and pieces with Liang Shan, Huang Jing and Huang Sister-in-law couldn't stop sobbing. Except for some children who are ignorant and ignorant of the world, and the others are not much better, they are all sad.
Looking at these people who gave him a funeral, Liang Shan's heart was entangled. The secret path is the last footprint of himself in the yang world. Although his life is short, it is not in vain, and it is worth it to have so many people shed tears for themselves after he dies.
In the gloomy team, Wu De and Wang Biao were extremely eye-catching. I saw the two of them talking and laughing all the way, ignoring everyone's sad eyes, how could there be the slightest sadness. Wu De was originally reluctant to come, but Liang Shan had just died, and he was involved in Liang Shan's fall from the cliff, so he had to come in order to avoid suspicion. However, he claimed that the hospital was short of funds, so there was no need to invite a band, and these blowing masters were still invited by Huang Jing and others.
When everyone arrived at the foot of Shuiquan Mountain, they were all a little tired. Wu De left the team and took Wang Biao towards Huang Jing's side. Huang Jing turned her head and glared at Wu De, but she didn't pay attention to him.
Although Wu De was annoyed, he didn't care. In his heart, he had already decided that Huang Jing would be his person sooner or later. The reason why I ignore him now is that I am just out of school and still have fantasies about love. When she hits a wall in society, she will think of the benefits of wealth, and I am afraid that she will beg him to do it when the time comes. There is nothing he Wu De wants that he can't get, the real estate of the orphanage is like this, and Huang Jing's body is also like this.
After following him for a while, Huang Jing still didn't pay attention to him. Looking at Huang Jing's petite and delicate face, pink cherry lips, and pink cheeks that were dyed red due to sun exposure, Wu De licked his dry lips, and finally couldn't help but interject: "Sister, you see that this Liang Shan is pitiful enough." Even if you don't have the ability before you die, you will be so shabby after death, only a thin coffin. If it weren't for the fact that we are familiar with him, I guess we wouldn't even cry, miserable!"
"But no, if you want to say which of us is the most capable, it must be Angkor, in my opinion, Liang Shan is not worthy of carrying shoes for Angkor. ”