Chapter 1: Rainy Nights

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In the dark night, everyone had fallen asleep. It was pouring rain outside, and there was the sound of thunder from time to time. In the midst of the rain, there was a sudden knock on the door of a certain family.

"Bang bang bang ——!". The knocker was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, standing outside the door of a small building, knocking hard.

She was soaking wet, her hair sticking to her cheeks. The cold wind blew in the night, and everyone in the quilt had to tuck the corners of the quilt, but she didn't feel the cold at all, and a young little face was expressionless waiting for the people inside to respond.

'Who?' It's coming, it's coming. "

After waiting for a while, there was finally a reaction in the room, and then there was the sound of footsteps walking in slippers.

"Dangdang!!"

The big iron door opened, and there were several crisp iron sounds.

Then, a middle-aged woman, with her hair scattered and holding a flashlight, appeared inside the iron door.

The middle-aged woman had yellowish skin and a thin body, but her exposed arms had strong muscles.

The woman in the iron gate shone a flashlight at the girl at the door, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Incomprehensible way.

"Xiaoyu, you don't sleep at night, is something wrong?"

After the girl named Xiaoyu heard the inquiry, she raised her head and looked at the middle-aged woman.

There was silence for a moment, the mouth squirmed slightly, and a slightly hoarse voice came out of the girl's mouth with a maturity that did not match her age at all.

"Aunt Lan, grandma is dead, I want to ask you to help tomorrow. "

"What are you talking about? Aunt Li is dead? Ouch, suffer! Xiaoyu, wait a minute, I'll go change my clothes, and then go and call with your second aunt Wang. You come in and sit down!"

The middle-aged woman, hearing Xiaoyu's words, had a touch of sympathy on her face.

Aunt Li, hey!

"No need, Aunt Lan, then please help call Second Aunt Wang and them, I'll go home first and call them." Grandma is dead, and they should come back too. "

After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he turned around and went back to his house.

It turned out that Xiaoyu's house was opposite Aunt Lan's house, separated by a small street.

But the difference between Xiaoyu's house and Aunt Lan's house is not the slightest bit.

The low rough houses, the walls made of yellow mud, and the roof is covered with mossy tiles.

After Aunt Lan used a flashlight to shine Xiaoyu into her house, she turned back and gently closed the door, leaving only a crack, which seemed to be a change of clothes.

Xiaoyu walked through the crowded corridor and entered the small living room, which was full of scattered small things, and then the pungent smell of Chinese medicine.

After Xiaoyu smelled this, she frowned, and then, in an old white schoolbag on the dilapidated sofa, she took out a small bottle of toilet water and sprayed it in the air.

The smell of Chinese medicine in the air has faded.

Xiaoyu thought about it and walked into the room on the right-hand side, and as soon as she entered, she saw a wooden bed, and on the wooden bed was a three-piece quilt with big red characters.

And on the bed, there was also a person.

An old man with gray hair.

Xiaoyu looked at the old man on the bed for a long time and sighed deeply.

Then, he slowly knelt on the cold, damp ground.

"No matter what, I also call you grandma, today, you are dead, the deceased is the greatest, I kowtow to this head, this time, I kneel, you should take a good look at the people around you in your next life." "

After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he knocked his head on the ground three times, and then stood up.

Gently wiped away the two lines of tears that had just flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Whew!"

Xiaoyu took a deep breath and walked towards her room.

The room with light rain, next to the old man's room, the floor is also damp, but the good thing is that it will not make people feel cold behind their backs, and the whole room is clean.

Xiaoyu walked to the side of his bed, picked up a black old man machine on the bed, and skillfully opened it.

Found a number that I have remembered for a long time.

Dialed.

"Toot toot. "

The voice of the old man machine is so loud.

The voice rang for about twenty seconds, and just when Xiaoyu thought that no one would answer, the phone went through.

"Who! I don't sleep in the middle of the night!"

As soon as the phone rang, a middle-aged man's loud voice came from inside.

The words were full of unhappiness.

"It's me, grandma is dead, you can do it yourself. "

Xiaoyu listened to the voice, with a touch of disgust in her eyes, and said plainly.

"What are you talking about? That old immortal is finally dead? You fetal god has finally brought good news to Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu will come back tomorrow!"

As soon as Xiaoyu finished speaking, the middle-aged man on the phone shouted excitedly.

"What is the name of the big night!

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a middle-aged woman's mean voice rang on the phone again.

Hearing that voice, Xiaoyu silently hung up the phone.

I really didn't have the leisure to listen to them.

After making a phone call, Xiaoyu went to turn on the lights in his house.

Xiaoyu, whose name is Chen Yu, is the only daughter in the family, but this treatment is very different from that of the only daughter.

Chen Yu's mother died when Chen Yu was six years old, and Chen Yu's father, Chen Zong, went everywhere to mess with flowers and grass when Chen Yu's mother was sick.

Dad (the name of Sichuan Dad's younger brother), Chen Qi, has not started a family so far, but he is also a strange temper. Every day, I think about the land at home, and I also drink to Chen Yu.

As for Chen Yu's grandmother, Li Fen, Chen Yu can only send her two words - feudal!

It's 2017 now, but it still retains the ancient thoughts, what is to marry and obey the husband......

There is even a preference for sons over women......

Aunt Lan and the others, it only took half an hour to arrive.

"Light rain, light rain. In which room is Aunt Li?"

Aunt Lan looked at Chen Yu who was sitting on the sofa and asked a little embarrassed.

Hearing Aunt Lan's inquiry, Chen Yu looked over.

As soon as I looked over, I saw that behind Aunt Lan, there was a group of middle-aged women who were about the same age as Aunt Lan.

Seeing them, Chen Yu hurriedly turned his head to look over.

"Second Aunt Wang, Aunt Li, Aunt Tang......"

"Eh, Xiaoyu, it's grown so big in a flash. All right. Great!"

When Aunt Wang saw Chen Yu, her eyes suddenly moistened a little.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, which room is Aunt Li in?"

Aunt Lan saw Second Aunt Wang's appearance, and hurriedly pulled away Second Aunt Wang and asked Chen Yu.

Chen Yu didn't speak, pointed to his grandmother's room, and then closed his eyes.

Looking at Chen Yu's appearance, Aunt Lan shook her head helplessly, and dragged Aunt Wang and the other women to Grandma Li's room, while the men went towards the kitchen.

Not long after the men entered, the sound of chopping wood was heard inside.

Chen Yu listened to the sound inside, his face was still cold, he returned to his room, pulled the quilt over himself and fell asleep.

The next morning, everything was ready, Grandma Li also changed into a shroud, her hair was meticulously combed, and she lay peacefully on the bed.

"Light rain, light rain. "

Aunt Wang saw that everything was ready and it was time to enter the coffin, so she went to look for Xiaoyu.

found that Chen Yu was no longer on the sofa, Aunt Wang took a look and gently pushed Chen Yu's room open.

As soon as he pushed it away, he saw Chen Yu lying on the bed, his eyes closed and his brows furrowed.

Aunt Wang was a little entangled in her heart, and she didn't know whether to wake up Chen Yu.

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