On his back, Yu Ziyi seemed to be really bad, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood, and the black blood dripped onto the snow, like a blooming flower, red and dazzling. He smiled miserably and spoke in a low voice.

"Boss Ma, I'm sorry I soiled your coat......"

"It doesn't matter. ”

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"Boss Ma, thank you for your tolerance these days, so that I can eat such delicious things temporarily, just like you said, it is not considered to have walked through this world in human skin. It's just a pity that we met too late. ”

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"I ...... I have never owed a favor in my life, but when I was dying, I owed you, it seems that I can only let Mengdie pay it back for me in the future......"

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The older generation often says that when people are temporary, they will return to their light, their spirits will become better, and they will talk more.

Ma Tianyao didn't have the heart to listen at all now, and carried him on his back and walked like flying, and Yun Mengdie had already begun to trot.

Yu Ziyi spoke intermittently on his back, as if he was talking to Ma Tianyao, and seemed to be saying to Yun Mengdie, and seemed to be talking to himself.

His eyes became more and more dilated, but his right hand hanging down suddenly grabbed Yun Mengdie's clothes.

"Dream Butterfly, I'...... I...... I am so tired...... I want to go home......"

His consciousness was already in some patterns, and Yun Mengdie quickly followed, helping to press the blanket on his body with one hand, while just repeating a sentence with a crying voice.

"Go home...... Go home...... Let's go home......"

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When Yushan Village arrived, the snow in the village had already been cleared by the hard-working villagers, and some old people could occasionally be seen on the road accompanying their grandsons to build snowmen, they just glanced at Ma Tianyao and the others curiously, and then turned back to see their grandsons building snowmen.

In front of the Yu family's old house, the snow has not melted, and there are still two or three unnamed safflower trees blooming in the flower garden......

Ma Tianyao carried Yu Ziyi on her back and put him on the wooden bed in the room, Yun Mengdie finally couldn't hold back anymore at this time, and cried out on his chest heartbreakingly.

The wind outside stopped, and the snow stopped, but the sky was not yet clear, and it was dark and dreary, and I didn't know when it would start to fall again.

Yu Ziyi's voice began to become weaker, still saying something one by one, Yun Mengdie held back her tears, tried hard to hear clearly, and it took a long time to hear him say the last sentence slowly.

"If I die, don't be too sad, you will have a chance in the future...... Just find someone who loves you to marry, and ...... me Bury me in ...... Parents...... Next to the parents, they ...... Here it comes...... Came to pick me up...... Hehe......"

Yu Ziyi tilted his head slightly, looked at the position of the door, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he tried to raise his head hard, but he was powerless at all.

After a long time, he exhaled softly from the tip of his nose, slowly closed his eyes, looked like he was asleep, extraordinarily peaceful, and had a faint smile on his face, as if he was having a very sweet dream, which made people unbearable to disturb.

"Alas......"

Although he has only recently become acquainted with these two, and although he has no blood relationship with them, seeing a young life disappear like this, Ma Tianyao still couldn't control his emotions, sighed softly, and tears slipped down his eyes.

"Ziyi!Ziyi!Ziyi!!"

Yun Mengdie didn't know how long she cried, and Ma Tianyao didn't know how long she had been standing, the world seemed to be frozen in this hut.

"The dead are gone, and the living are like that. Dream Butterfly, you ......"

She didn't know how to persuade her at the moment, Yun Mengdie had already lost her voice when she cried, and she had to do something if she cried again, but what effect was comforting?

When her parents died, although she was not fully sensible, she should have cried so sadly, right?

She knew that it was a cry of helplessness, an expression of fear and panic.

Maybe it was Yun Mengdie's cry, or maybe it was Ma Tianyao who caught the attention of the villagers when he came back with Yu Ziyi, who was vomiting blood, at first, just a villager who lived nearby ran over to take a look, and then left.

At last a large group of people from the village came over, and they gathered around the courtyard and sighed in a low voice......

"This seems to be the death of the old Yu family's baby......"

"I heard that I was seriously ill a long time ago, alas, pitiful, young ......"

"More than ten years ago, his parents seemed to have died in an accident in the field, and they were buried in our ancestral grave, but I didn't expect this young man to ...... Alas...... It's pathetic......"

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Amid the sighs of the villagers, an old lady in her seventies sighed, went over and pulled Ma Tianyao's arm, and asked her what was going on in the local vernacular.

Ma Tianyao wiped her tears and told her about the matter, and the old lady sighed.

"Alas, if you want to talk about it, this baby still has to call me a second grandmother, but his family has been doing business outside since his grandfather's generation, so he is not familiar with the people in our village. Since they are all villagers, then we should help. ”

With that, she glanced at the crowd outside.

"That...... Big cow, although the old Yu family moved out of the village decades ago, but their roots are still here, no matter what, we can't ignore it, spread it out and make people laugh at the people of our Yu family, after all, we are all handed down by an ancestor, hurry up and inform it, the filial piety of the filial piety, the funeral of the funeral, are all busy......"

A middle-aged man in the crowd hummed angrily, and pulled a few people next to him to leave quickly.

In the rural areas of the north, white events are far more grand than red events, and the solemnity here does not refer to pomp and extravagance, but simply the solemnity of the ceremony, or the respect and respect for the deceased.

After the death of a person, the funeral is first reported to the relatives and friends of the deceased, that is, the news of the death of the deceased is reported. Then pull filial piety, that is, pull enough white cloth, and then the woman in the relatives will make the white cloth into a simple mourning dress, and distribute it to all relatives and guests according to the relationship between relatives and relatives.

Then there are spirits, burials, mourning, memorials, burials, and so on.

Ma Tianyao didn't stop these people, because she was also a local and knew the local customs, even if Yun Mengdie wanted to bury her, it was estimated that she would not be able to do it.

Not to mention that she has cried and died and doesn't care about it, just talking about buying a coffin and repairing a cemetery, it is not something she can solve alone. People die to die, sad to sad, can't just be in bed for the rest of their lives, right?

"Alas...... Girl, don't cry anymore, you're the daughter-in-law of the old Yu family......, right?

The old lady went up and patted Yun Mengdie on the shoulder, comforted her a few words, and saw that she was still crying, so she sighed and persuaded.

"Girl, don't cry, wipe his body, change his clothes, and send him away decently. You can rest assured, the old Yu family is also our same clan and clan, and the people in the village will help them. ”

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