Chapter 1: Burial
In a dilapidated thatched hut, a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in blue patched clothes, was crouching in a corner of the wall, as if looking for something.
After a while, he took out a cloth bag with patches sewn into the stone in the corner, and poured two pieces of broken silver and a few copper plates into his hand. Without looking at the old man who was dying on the bed, he ran out of the courtyard gate like a gust of wind.
After running for ten miles without stopping, the young man was a little sallow because he had been starving for a long time, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked into the deserted coffin shop.
"Boss, order a coffin," the young man raised his hand with difficulty, put two pieces of silver on the counter higher than him, looked at the figure behind the counter, and said a little weakly.
The boss, who was dozing off behind the counter, woke up because of the sound of silver colliding, looked at it calmly, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Chen Xin." ”
But when he said this, his smile froze. He remembered what Chen Xin had just said, and asked with some uncertainty: "Chen Xin, is your grandfather gone?"
Chen Xin's face was expressionless, he glanced at the boss and replied, "No," when the owner of the coffin shop just let go of his heart, he heard Chen Xin say again, "It's not too fast." ”
The owner of the coffin shop couldn't take care of Chen Xin, so he hurriedly went to the inner hall and told the guy to prepare a good pine coffin, and was going to invite a doctor to go with Chen Xin to have a look.
There is still Chen Xin's figure in the outer hall, leaving only the broken silver on the counter, how can two pieces of broken silver afford a pine coffin, but he knows that this child has a stubborn temper, if he doesn't accept it, he is afraid that he will let his grandfather be buried in a straw mat.
At this moment, Chen Xin walked a little longer and came to a noodle stall, "Auntie, a bowl of wontons." ”
"Xiao Xinzi, why are you free to come over today," the owner of the noodle stall, a woman in her forties who still has charm, put the wontons in front of Chen Xin, and handed Chen Xin a pair of chopsticks with care.
Chen Xin stared at the steaming wonton in front of him, his stomach screamed uncontrollably, and he hurriedly took out two of the remaining five copper plates and put them on the table, and said in a low voice: "Auntie, can I take it away, and return the bowl tomorrow." ”
The noodle stall woman looked at the two copper coins that Chen Xin put away, and was annoyed in her heart, thinking that this child, the conditions at home are like this, and she still has to give her money, so she said a little angrily:
"Take the money back, you take this bowl of wontons with you, otherwise you will run more than ten miles, take the bowl!"
Chen Xin thought for a moment, went to a nearby place to wash vegetables, washed his hands, and then returned to the noodle stall, regardless of whether the wontons were hot or not, he raised his head and drank the soup in one go, poured all the wontons in the bowl into the palm of his hand, and after saying goodbye to the noodle stall proprietor, he ran away in a hurry.
The proprietress of the noodle stall was depressed, and was about to scold twice, leaving the coffin shop, and hurriedly walked forward The shopkeeper Wang, with two men behind her, carrying a new coffin, asked: "Lao Wang, whose family went?" ”
"Hey, Chen Xin's grandfather," Shopkeeper Wang said with some emotion.
The proprietress of the noodle stall instantly struck like a thunderbolt, blaming herself in her heart, while scolding Chen Xin, a dead baby, while ignoring her noodle stall, she followed behind the shopkeeper Wang, and walked towards Chen Xin's house outside the city.
Half an hour later, Chen Xin ran home, if it was usual, he had to rest for half a day after running ten miles, today I don't know if it was his mind that supported him, or the bowl of wonton soup, let him run twice, but he was not tired and paralyzed.
He carefully held the wonton in his hand and walked to the kang, although it was not so hot, fortunately he kept covering it with his hands, and there was still some temperature, Chen Xin's throat was a little bitter: "Grandpa, I bought your favorite wonton." ”
After that, Chen Xin put a wonton in his hand into the mouth of the old man on the kang, and the old man seemed to be aware of it, and seemed to be returning to the light, and his cloudy eyes opened.
The old man swallowed the wonton in his mouth with difficulty, and said with a hint of relief and love in his eyes: "Ah Xin, from now on, there will only be you!"
Chen Xin nodded silently, he didn't know how to speak, and he didn't want his grandfather to see him crying, a year ago, the best doctor in the city diagnosed and treated him, and determined that his grandfather still had a year to live.
He cried, complained, and hated, but what was the use? In the end, he could only go up the mountain every day to chop firewood and scrape together some silver for his grandfather to take medicine.
Finally, he didn't grab the medicine, but saved the money from selling firewood and saved it into a coffin, and this day, under his deliberate forgetfulness, still came!
Chen Xin looked at his grandfather, whose eyes were gradually dimming, and thought about crying, telling his grandfather that he was reluctant to him, and also thinking about telling his grandfather that he would be sensible and let him not leave him.
When the words came to his lips, they still turned into a sentence: "Grandpa, you can go with confidence, I will take care of myself." ”
The old man smiled with relief, and after a while, he closed his eyes, suddenly remembered something, and opened his cloudy eyes with great difficulty, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and his dry palm used up the last trace of strength, ripped off the jade pendant hanging around his neck, grabbed Chen Xin's hand, looked in the direction of Chen Xin, and said with all his might:
"Ah Xin, go to Luohu City to find Chen Dong of the Li family, and use all means to repair it...... Cultivation! I ...... I used to have a chance. ”
When the old man said the last sentence, he was already muttering to himself, smiling and looking up, as if a beautiful picture appeared in his eyes, and after saying that, his hands hung weakly on the edge of the kang.
Leaving only the jade pendant in Chen Xin's hand, Chen Xin was stunned for a while, hung the jade pendant around his neck, helped his grandfather tidy up his clothes, and changed into a linen filial piety clothes, quietly waiting for the passage of time.
After a while, there was a commotion outside the house, and some men with hoes walked in and said, "Ah Xin, listen to what your aunt said in the morning, let the uncle come in the afternoon, what's going on." ”
After these men walked in, they looked at Chen Xin's filial piety clothes, and then looked at the old man who had no breath on the kang, and instantly understood in his heart.
Chen Xin looked at Boss Wang in the courtyard, the noodle stall aunt, and the villagers in the village, bowed to everyone, and said, "Please uncles and aunts, help me bury my grandfather together, I have already found a burial place." ”
When everyone heard this, they looked at Chen Xin, and a trace of sour distress flashed in their hearts, and they buried Chen Xin's grandfather in the suburbs, a place with green mountains and green waters.
Many villagers want to recognize Chen Xin as a righteous son and want to take care of this poor child, but Chen Xin refused one by one. Tell them that they are going to go to their relatives in Luohu City, and leave after keeping filial piety.
For 7749 days, Chen Xin was in front of his grandfather's tomb to guard filial piety, he was a little sad about leaving, he originally planned to guard the tomb for three years, but he always remembered his grandfather's words before he died.