According to the rules here, if something happens at home, you can't let the helper go back empty-handed, and Anran is busy burning paper, and the rest has to be arranged by Liu Feiyang, and with the money borrowed from An Tao, he bought a few cigarettes and put them in the cabinet for later use. I have to leave someone to eat here, and the second child and Widow Zhang take on the heavy responsibility.

The second child cooked, Widow Zhang lit the fire, one squatted on the ground and was choked so that he couldn't open his eyes, one stepped on the stove and choked and coughed, in general, there was a tacit understanding with the cooperation, and there was a table in each room in the east and west houses, and more than 20 people sit.

Originally, I wanted to stay at home for three days and then be buried, but Mr. Yin Yang said that it was not good to stay at home for three days according to the time when there were no people, so I got up early the next day for the funeral, and there was no cremation, not because I did not comply with the policy, but that the family really did not have the money to go to the funeral home, and took out the cremation money.

It is precisely because some of them do not conform to the policy that they did not blow and beat on the way to the funeral, and they walked very quietly.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Liu Feiyang and six other strong men carried the coffin, the second child held the filial piety basin as a godson, and An Ran held the photo in his hand. The funeral procession is not long, except for the "staff", there are only a dozen people, which is still not afraid of being improvised by the offender, in order not to make the team too thin.

It was still pitch black between heaven and earth.

This group of people walked quietly, and occasionally heard the cry of the second child and the sigh of Widow Zhang, but the most deserving tears were quiet and terrible.

Her father's mound was on the hillside, far away, Liu Feiyang's shoulders were red by the weight of four or five hundred catties, and when he walked halfway, it was obvious that someone was physically exhausted, and he relied on the team behind him to temporarily replace him, because the coffin could not reach the ground, which was unlucky.

When it was two-thirds of the way through, except for Liu Feiyang, there was only one strong man left who could grit his teeth to support.

However, when he was still dozens of meters away, he couldn't stand it and changed people.

At this time, no one could sigh why the animal in front of him was so powerful.

No one expected that the woman who was less than fifty would leave so suddenly, and the grief began to spread, and by the time the coffin fell to the ground, most of the people present had burst into tears.

The coffin was opened for the last time to look at the body, and she thought that An Ran would cry uncontrollably, but once again she shocked everyone with her calm face.

Liu Feiyang held a shovel in his hand and began to fill the pit with soil, and at first he could still see the color of the coffin, and gradually, under the soil cover of a spade and a spade, there was no longer a deep pit below, and the soil spread like rain, slowly upward, not past the coffin, level with the ground, and gradually raised a grave.

Man is born on the earth and returns to the earth.

No matter the moment fame and fortune rise at the grave, they are submerged in the soil, the wind cannot blow, and the rain cannot be removed.

That's the end of it?

Until now, Liu Feiyang still can't believe it, it's not that he can't accept the reality, but he looks back and finds that the time measured in days is too short, and the time measured in seconds is long.

The woman who had pricked her fingers several times after a year of hard work to surprise her daughter seemed to be sitting on the kang.

shouted with a smile, "Second child, Feiyang, don't be busy, hurry up to this house for dinner, then, you go and help make a basin of hot water"

Those who have gone have gone, but those who are alive have to continue.

Liu Feiyang sat on the kang, leaning his back against the wall, looking up at the ceiling, holding his favorite dry tobacco in his hand, he had been smoking the front door for the past two days, occasionally taking a puff, choking and coughing.

The second child was lying on the kang, his eyes were already swollen, compared to Liu Feiyang, he had slept for a while in the past two days, and the latter didn't even have time to wash his face.

There is no one missing, no matter how much he comforts himself at the mental level, this room is still empty, and now Liu Feiyang has two things in his heart.

The first is that An Ran must be made to cry, if you can't hold it like this, sooner or later you will get sick, even if Widow Zhang is now in that room with An Ran, she can only hear Widow Zhang's voice, and occasionally hear An Ran's movements, too: Auntie, I'm fine.

It's tricky and it's a top priority.

The second thing is different in nature, but it is also urgent, how to live! In the past, he still had some life-saving money in his hand, but now it is gone, and the expenses for buying vegetables and cooking in the past two days, the music team, and so on were all borrowed from Widow Zhang, and An Tao's IOU had already been asked for by him and thrown into the fire.

But Widow Zhang's money can't be repaid, and she can eat leftovers today and tomorrow, and what should she eat the day after tomorrow.

This calf has never heard of everything if it is not premeditated, but when he was a child, he lay on the kang and often heard his father sleeping on the top of the kang calculate, how many acres of land to plant tomorrow, how many seeds and fertilizers to use, he has also practiced this principle for so many years, so he has to plan in advance.

He took a heavy puff of dry cigarette, the cigarette butt was almost burned in his hand, he threw it on the ground and stepped on it, then picked it up again, opened the cigarette paper wrapped on it, found a small box from the cabinet, and poured the remaining tobacco leaves from the cigarette butt into it.

Smoking is a bad habit, but he is unwilling to quit no matter what, not because he is reluctant to give up the comfort brought by those three mouthfuls, but because he does not want to give up his attitude towards life.

After doing all this, he glanced at the second child who was attached to the kang like a dead fish, and walked to the door to prick up his ears to listen to the sound in the opposite room, his calf was worried that An Ran spoke in a small voice, and he couldn't hear any signs of improvement, and after about two minutes or so, he concluded that it was indeed An Ran who did not make a sound.

Thoughts have been formed in his head, but actions still betray him.

Like a thief, he slowly opened the door of his room, walked to the door of An Ran's house and stopped, after a few seconds, he still felt that it was wrong, he was embarrassed to go in to see how An Ran was, so he had to pretend to go to the toilet, passing by the window and sneaking a glance.

An Ran was in the same posture as he was sitting just now, sitting on the kang against the wall, Widow Zhang sat opposite him, and persuaded her bitterly, her face was still so distressing and quiet, and the "How Steel is Made" on the windowsill had fallen to ashes, and I don't know if everything she was showing now was the will given to her by Paul, or the blow was too big to cause her to short-circuit.

Pretending to be a ghost?

Liu Feiyang lit a dry cigarette again, stood outside the window and kept wandering, thinking of a lot of ideas in his head, and finally he vetoed them one by one, these are too pediatric, and she is only a little coping with it in normal times, and she will be more calm at this moment.

Everything was back to square one, and instead of finding a clue, he felt more and more chaotic.

"Da Da Da Da ...", there was a sound of footsteps from the side of the house.

The sound is not very harmonious.

He raised his head and stepped to greet him, thinking it was a guest of condolence.

In the past few days, he has also become accustomed to being sent as a family member, and some neighbors have secretly recognized him without saying it on the surface, and he is a good son-in-law and a person worthy of lifelong trust.

As soon as he took two steps, he looked up again, and couldn't help but freeze in place.

The person standing opposite was Qian Liang, who had disappeared, wearing a fleece jeans, jeans on the bottom, and a pair of pure leather military hook shoes bought from outside the walls of the military region.

The newness of the clothes is in stark contrast to Liu Feiyang's tornness.

The net on his face is in stark contrast to Liu Feiyang's dirty.

The superiority of the situation and the inferiority of Liu Feiyang are the most stark contrast.

I thought that the meeting would be tense, but it was not.

Qian Liang was only slightly stunned, then raised his hand and patted Liu Feiyang's shoulder, and said, "Young man, that's good! I thank you for An Ran..."

After speaking, he passed by him, opened the door and entered the house, and broke into the east house with confidence.

This calf stood in place and still had no relief, what does the word "for" mean?