After listening to Ji San's words, Uncle Li suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and said, "Oh no, San'er, how long has Aunt Ji been asleep?"

"Three, after falling asleep that night (nǎi) (nǎi), I helped her cover the quilt, and her hands were particularly ......"

At the time of speaking, the two had arrived in Aunt Ji's bedroom, looking at the pale Aunt Ji, Uncle Li's heart suddenly jumped, his (shēn) body slowly trembled, and slowly walked to the side of Ji Auntie's (shēn).

He slowly stretched out his trembling hand and probed Aunt Ji's snort, but his fingertips did not feel even the slightest snort, he calmed down in his heart, and put his fingers on Aunt Ji's neck to probe, however, Aunt Ji's neck not only did not have the slightest throbbing reaction, but also the neck that should have been warm (rè) was extremely cold at the moment.

Uncle Li looked at Ji San, and then put his eyes back on Aunt Ji's pale and calm face, he pulled Ji San back a few steps, knelt down, and kowtowed to Aunt Ji a few times.

Although the intelligent Ji San is still old, he also experienced the death of his parents a few years ago, and instantly understood that the situation may not be good, he looked at Uncle Li with big eyes that were still a little ignorant, and his originally bright eyes gradually revealed a layer of water vapor......

"San'er, (nǎi) (nǎi) she went, she went to find your mom and dad......" After finishing, some tears slowly appeared in Uncle Li's eyes.

When Ji San heard this, his hope of luck was completely shattered, and he immediately stood up, ran to the side of the cold corpse, and cried.

In the rear, Uncle Li put his hand on Ji San's shoulder, with tears in his eyes, his voice trembled, he wanted to comfort Ji San, but he didn't know where to start, after all, Ji San's (shēn) life was too sad.

“(nǎi)(nǎi)... (nǎi) (nǎi)... Woo woo... You've ever watched San'er become a teacher... Woo woo... Why are you like this... Just left San'er alone... Woo woo... Why do you want to leave San'er behind... Whining... San'er has no parents at a very young age... Woo woo... Why does it hurt the most for San'er's (nǎi) (nǎi)... Woo woo... I want to go away from San'er... Woohoo......"

Ji San's immature face was like tears, he lost his parents when he was five years old, and since then he has been raised by (nǎi) (nǎi), and the (shēn) body of (nǎi) (nǎi) is not as good as one, and he can only let (nǎi) (nǎi) (nǎi) do less work, so that (nǎi) (nǎi) (nǎi) (shēn) body can improve, however, just when Ji San was the happiest and happiest in these two years, (nǎi) (nǎi) (nǎi) body (shēn) improved, he also ate a few mealsJust after these few years of (ròu), (nǎi) (nǎi) left him, and Ji San's age didn't know why (nǎi) (nǎi) seemed to be an extremely normal (shēn) body, and if he didn't work, he wouldn't work, and if he fell asleep, he would never wake up......

Ji San, accompanied by Uncle Li, stood by the side of (nǎi) (nǎi), he sobbed with all his reluctance and sadness for (nǎi) (nǎi), he thought that he would be strong, but he was still a child at the moment, he was helpless at the moment, it was the age of play, but for Ji San, who was the only one left in the family, how could he be strong?

The time of 一 (rì) passed like this, Ji San, who had been guarding the side of (nǎi) (nǎi) (shēn), did not drink water or eat in this (rì), and Uncle Li repeatedly persuaded him to go to his home to eat something, but Ji San seemed to have lost his soul, and just sat on the side of (nǎi) (nǎi), with a few tears in his eyes all the time, and his immature hand was placed in the pale hand......

After another one (rì), the village names came to mourn Aunt Ji, and Ji San wailed again under the influence of the sobbing of the women, his hoarse voice resounded throughout the room, and the appearance of grief and inextricability caused countless distress and pity......

Uncle Li, who had the best relationship with Ji San, looked at Ji San's painful appearance, and was extremely unbearable, and after the people who came to mourn left, he comforted Ji San: "San'er, (nǎi) (nǎi) has been gone for several times, and will be buried in two more (rì), you can't keep crying like this, aren't you also right (nǎi) (nǎi), will you be strong?"

After listening to Uncle Li's words, Ji San sobbed, "I... I don't want to be strong... I don't want to... San'er just wants to stay by the side of (nǎi) (nǎi) all the time... Always accompanied (nǎi) (nǎi)..."

"San'er, listen to uncle, people have to be buried within seven days of death, otherwise it will be extremely painful for the deceased, there is an old saying, enter the soil for peace, you don't want (nǎi) (nǎi) to be painful after leaving, right?"

Ji San raised his head, looked at Uncle Li with teary eyes, and asked a little confused: "Uncle, is yours real, will it really be painful like this (nǎi) (nǎi)?"

Looking at Ji San's grief-stricken appearance, Uncle Li's heart was sour, and he endured the sadness in his heart, comforted Ji San, and said, "Yes, San'er, how could Uncle lie to you? We need to bury (nǎi) (nǎi) and let (nǎi) (nǎi) be buried in the earth, so that (nǎi) (nǎi) will not be in pain." ”

After Ji San heard this, there was a deep struggle and reluctance in his eyes, and after a while, he sobbed and said: "Then bury it for (nǎi) (nǎi), Uncle Li, San'er doesn't want (nǎi) (nǎi) to suffer, (nǎi) (nǎi) is already very tired, and now he has to leave, and he is still in such pain, San'er... San'er was distressed. ”

After Uncle Li heard this, the sourness in his heart finally broke out like a flood that opened the floodgates, and several tears slowly flowed from his eyes, and there were many elements of being moved by Ji San, feeling sorry for Ji San, and feeling unfair to Ji San's fate.

After two breaths, Uncle Li wiped his tears, reluctantly showed a smile, touched Ji San's head, and said: "San'er, (nǎi) (nǎi) needs a coffin for burial, you and your uncle will do it together, so that when (nǎi) (nǎi) leaves, you will also be happy, after all, this is the coffin that San'er made for (nǎi) (nǎi)." ”

After Ji San heard Uncle Li's words, his eyes flashed with a look of struggle and reluctance, he wanted to see more (nǎi) (nǎi) here, but the coffin made by Uncle Li himself would make (nǎi) (nǎi) happy when he left, and all of a sudden, Ji San didn't know how to choose.

Uncle Li looked at Ji San's hesitant appearance, and couldn't help but say again: "San'er, don't hesitate anymore, time is pressing, we must make a coffin within two days, otherwise we will be miserable if we miss the burial time." ”

Finally, after hearing this, Ji San couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and hurriedly sobbed and said to Uncle Li: "Uncle Li, let's make a coffin quickly, although San'er wants to accompany (nǎi) (nǎi) more, but San'er doesn't want (nǎi) (nǎi) to suffer, Uncle Li, let's go quickly." ”