Summer brightens early, but night comes late. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although it is not dark and the street lights are quietly lit, the night and day in the town are no different from the day, even the neighborhood is full of people.

Residents gathered in groups to cool off under the trees in front of the vegetables, chatting about homely things, talking about the news, and bursting out with laughter from time to time.

Tang Xiaoyan walked around the community alone, and every step was very heavy.

There is! The hospital's urine test hcg report was positive, and the doctor clearly told her that she was pregnant!

For Tang Xiaoyan, it was a great joy, but she couldn't be happy! Her man was gone, even if the child was born safely, she couldn't be happy!

God is very good at joking! Even if you try your best to fight for it, maybe the result will be a bamboo basket for nothing! And maybe as you walk, the flowers will really bloom!

The child is Han Shaoning's! But Han Shaoning will never see it! He was so anxious that after losing his confidence, he embarked on the most wrong path!

However, for this posthumous son, whether to give birth or have an abortion, Tang Xiaoyan was very hesitant in her heart. The child is the blood and blood of the old Han family, and it is the biggest expectation of the husband before his death, and he should indeed give birth, but if he gives birth to a child, and no matter what the neighbors say, the child is born without a father, whether it is fair to the child, whether it can grow up healthily, and whether he can pull the child to adulthood by himself, these will be practical problems that must be faced. Taking a step back, who would want to marry a widow with a child if they remarry! And if they had an abortion, it would not be difficult to find a man who was satisfactory to them! Moreover, she had heard older people say that once a woman had a child, her figure would be out of shape!

People are selfish, basic and cultural literacy have nothing to do with it, Tang Xiaoyan is no exception, she also has to think about herself!

When she woke up, she seemed to have thought that she must give birth to a child, because that was the only blood and bone of her husband Han Shaoning, so she ate and drank a lot, as long as her body was well adjusted, the child could absorb nutrients and grow healthily in the abdomen. However, when she walked around the community and saw handsome men and beautiful women in pairs, the family smiled happily, and there were ripples in her heart.

She also thought that only God knows about her pregnancy, and she has never mentioned it to anyone, if she secretly has an abortion, no one will find out, let alone accuse, not to mention that Han Shaoning is sorry for herself first. However, this thought flashed through her mind, and when she thought about it again, she felt terrified.

She can choose to escape, but she can't escape the condemnation of her conscience!

It is actually very painful for people to live, because people will face many choices in their lives, and human nature itself is full of contradictions.

Tang Xiaoyan felt tired, not physically tired, but mentally tired.

She deliberately looked for a peaceful place, sat down slowly, looked up at the night sky, and happened to see the morning glory Vega sighing across the river.

"On the seventh day of the seventh month, the magpie bridge met. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl still have a chance to meet once a year, but what about me?" Tang Xiaoyan couldn't help but lose her mind, and turned to tears, "Shaoning, where are you? The night sky is beautiful, and there are many stars, but which star is you? Can you blink so that I can see you? Now, I have your child in my belly, can you tell me what I should do?"

It has been said that when a person dies, he becomes a star in the sky, and he always looks after his family in the sky and prays for his family.

After death, ascending to heaven, or becoming a star, is just a kind of comfort and a good wish for living relatives.

A man dies like a lamp goes out, not a dead branch or a rotten grass, but a hundred dead.

The stars in the sky did not blink, but a bright light flashed from the balcony of the building.

Along the beam, Tang Xiaoyan saw her parents looking down!

The second elder has been standing for a long time and looking at it for a long time!

Tang Xiaoyan was silent for a moment, then got up and strode upstairs.

After three days and three nights of three-person family meetings, Tang Xiaoyan followed her parents' ideas, and of course did not go against her own wishes.

A month later, Tang Xiaoyan left Hexi Village Primary School, and also left Hanjiazhuang forever, and returned to the county No. 2 Primary School to teach; two months later, Tang Xiaoyan, who had a slight lower abdomen, married a junior high school teacher who had just been divorced and had no children. The lives of both of them are not very good, but when they come together, they live an ordinary and happy life, because they understand that marriage is not easy to come by, and they live and work hard, and they do it and cherish it!

When she left Hanjiazhuang, she told one person her secret! That person promised not to tell another person unless she had to.

The dead are dead, and the living have to live well.

Under the careful care of Aunt Qi, Han Ruifeng's face gradually had a smile again. In the streets and alleys, I saw the figure of Lao Han Jiaojian again. It's just that Han Ruifeng's back head has added a few handfuls of silver threads, and no one seems to be paying attention.

Time flies, and it's the end of the year in a blink of an eye!

Today, Han Ruifeng got up very early, cleaned up the courtyard, and then carried the square table and walked to the north ditch with two tributes and burning paper.

Beigou, the grave circle of the old Han family, Han Ruifeng's original partner is also buried here.

Next to a large grave, there is a new grave, slightly smaller than the large grave.

Han Ruifeng first came to the big tomb, put the small square table at the door of the stove, put four small bowls, there were dried tofu, vermicelli, slices of meat, and fruits, and then picked up the soil and inserted incense, knelt in front of the table, and lit the burning paper.

"Child, it's almost the New Year, I'm coming to see you again, I'll send you two dollars, and you will have a good New Year. To be honest, this year, the family is not doing well, the second child is gone, no, it is next to you, this time there is someone to talk to you every night, and it will definitely not be lonely anymore. Back then, when you still had your last breath, you desperately held my hand and told me to raise my children to adulthood, for more than 20 years, I did not disappoint you, and now, the children are married, one is more productive than the other, you can rest assured. However, the second child is a short-lived ghost, a money-obsessed man, and has embarked on the road of no return! I have repeatedly tried to persuade you, but you just don't listen to me! It's not that I say, you are also at fault, you know under the spring, why don't you give him a dream, why don't you warn him! Of course, the second child is a stubborn donkey, inheriting your stubbornness, even if you say it, it may not work. But then again, it's only a matter of time before leaves fall and people die. The dead may no longer suffer, but the living are willing to suffer. Although he left early, he also had a beautiful time, and he didn't come back in vain. For him at that time, death was not a relief. It's okay if he's dead, just to give you a beating! Speaking from the heart, I have long wanted to come down to accompany you, but I still have a grandson, and I still have to watch him grow up and watch him marry a daughter-in-law! In addition, I, you don't have to worry, there is a seventh sister to take care of, she is as kind as you, they all say that the pot does not touch the bowl or the pot, but we have never blushed, especially after the second child left, I am even more meticulous, the greatest blessing in my life is to marry two good daughters-in-law! When he was alive, he liked to spend lavishly, and when he got down, he couldn't do without money, so I hurried to send him some. Han Ruifeng finished burning the paper and finished chattering.

Han Ruifeng put the small bowl into the frame, moved the square table to the new tomb, and put the four small bowls on the other side, all with the same dishes, but with an extra pot of wine.

While pulling the burning paper with a small wooden stick, he said: "Son! The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and my father has come to see you! Knowing that you are waiting for the money, he said a few words to your mother, and it will come to you." When you are alive, you like to be heroes, you like to show off, and it is all piled up with money, and you don't need to save it when you go to the underworld, and you can spend it as much as you want! Why don't you listen to me, because the full moon is lacking, and when the water is full, it overflows, and ordinary people understand this truth, not to mention that you are not a simple peasant, but a person who understands everything! Why don't you listen to your father! When the bald man fell to his death, I told you that this was not a simple accident, this was a warning from God to our mines, and you smiled slightly, and one hundred and twenty people could not listen to it, and later I mentioned the matter of the mine to you, although you verbally agreed, it was not much perfunctory. If you know how to advance and retreat, and accept what is good, maybe nothing will happen, at least your death will not be so miserable! If you die, the vast majority of people will think of your good and see it, and they will be very sad. However, some people say that you deserve to die, because you are so red and purple that you start to get sick when you have two stinky money, and it is money that has lost you, and it is money that has killed you; others say that you have made the intact green mountains full of holes and rocks, and it is God who has asked for your life and is a revenge for indiscriminate mining. Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, these words have reached my ears, and I will bring their words to you as well. Because what they said is very truthful and has some truth in what they say, and I have thought about it that way! However, what they said is not comprehensive, and they do not get to the root! Do you know how you yourself died? It is not money, it is not revenge, it is you who killed yourself! You are a human being without boundaries, you do things excessively, and you are self-righteous and self-serving, and this is not to blame anyone, but you can only blame yourself!"

Han Ruifeng said wherever he thought.

The ashes of the burned paper turn into smoke with the wind, slowly ethereal, entrusting the sorrow of relatives.