Without a water heater, taking a bath becomes particularly troublesome, especially in winter, in order not to be frozen, she has been burning the stove in the kitchen, and then taking a bath over there. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Today, a brazier was placed not far from the kitchen, and there was only a small ventilation window left in the room, so the room was exceptionally warm.

Although Liu Xiaping didn't say anything, she still felt warm for the man's carefulness.

She is also a woman, even if her temper is stubborn, she hopes to have a husband who can spoil her and be relied on by her, instead of the two respecting each other, it is completely for the sake of reproduction and marriage and childbirth, when you are bullied by your in-laws and sister-in-law, you will only be advised to endure and endure, such days, now I feel terrible when I think about it.

After taking a shower, Liu Xiaping deliberately wore an off-white sweater today, which was naturally made by herself, and it was not good to wrap it on her body to be warm, but she was still wearing woolen pants and a pair of wide-legged pants on the outside, which would not look bloated and fat, but gave people a very fresh feeling.

Her hair had been cut short, and now it was just right to her shoulders, and when she didn't tie her hair, she wore it warmly in winter.

Jiang Jingguo stood in the yard and teased the chicks with the feed, and when he saw that she was already dressed, he said, "Let's go." ”

Liu Xiaping puffed out her face and deliberately walked in front of him and shook it twice, "What do you think I look like in this dress?" ”

"Beautiful." Pulling open the door, Jiang Jingguo looked back at her seriously and praised.

The corners of Liu Xiaping's mouth twitched, "It's gone?" ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Jiang Jingguo's eyes, "What?" ”

Oh, not much!

What an eyeless guy! Who is she deliberately dressed up for!

Liu Xiaping followed the back of the man's buttocks and deliberately stepped on those small frozen waterfronts, Jiang Jingguo didn't know why, and thought she was a child, so he just took out a pair of gloves in his pocket and handed it to her, "Put this on first, don't freeze." ”

Liu Xiaping had no choice but to take the gloves, the woolen gloves were obviously covered by the man in his pocket for a while, and she could feel the heat on them when she held them, and she didn't put them on politely, but the little temper just now disappeared inexplicably.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little funny.

What happened to her just now? Although she is actually only in her twenties now, how can this middle-aged woman who is already forty years old still be so stingy? It's awkward to look like a real little girl?

……

One after the other, the two walked towards Uncle Qiu's house, the road after the rain was not easy to walk, there was mud everywhere, and if you didn't pay attention, you could splash everywhere.

When I arrived at Uncle Qiu's house, the eldest aunt happened to boil medicine for the old man again, and the smell of Chinese medicine wafted all over the yard, and she choked when she smelled it.

"What's going on?"

Uncle Qiu didn't sit outside like a clay figure this time, but lay in the room, unable to move, and really responded to that word: the oil ran out and the lamp dried up.

The eldest aunt who was in charge of taking care saw the two of them coming, her face was also full of sadness, and she cautiously walked up to Jiang Jingguo and sighed, "Old man, this is almost over." ”

Jiang Jingguo's eyes darkened, pushed open the door and walked in.

The old man's room was still so messy, he was lying on the bed, only when he heard his voice, his eyes rolled, the sound of shallow breathing was intermittent, Jiang Jingguo walked to his bed and squatted, stretched out his hand to twist the quilt for the old man, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Qiu, I'm back." ”

Uncle Qiu opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, just glanced at him comfortingly.

Perhaps because he had been mentally prepared, Jiang Jingguo did not show much emotional fluctuations about the old man's current appearance.

The old man's cloudy eyes stared at him for a long time before he looked towards the door.

However, he still couldn't wait for the person he was waiting for.

Everyone present knew that Uncle Qiu's appearance was also at the limit, and the only one who couldn't let go was Jiang Jingguo, and now that he saw the safe return of people, half of the regrets in his heart were gone, and the other half was hopeless.

Uncle Qiu slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of tears still couldn't help but slip from the corners of his eyes.

He waited for so many years, locked himself in this narrow yard for so many years, but he still couldn't wait for her to come back to see him, and in the end, the two were still inseparable......

The sound of breathing suddenly stopped, and the old man was considered to be dead.

On this exceptionally cold winter day, Uncle Qiu's life has also come to an end.

The aunt who took care of the old man suddenly cried out, and the medicine bowl in her hand also fell to the ground and shattered.

Liu Xiaping sighed lightly, patted her aunt's shoulder, and didn't say much, but she also felt that her eyes were a little sour.

"The old man is also considered to be at the end of his life, he has lived for more than eighty years, and he has a long life, this is considered a joy and mourning, what is there to cry about?" Jiang Jingguo silently covered the old man with a quilt, exhaled lightly, kowtowed to the old man three times, and then said, "Uncle Qiu has always taken care of me as his own son, although we are not related by blood, but I should also wear filial piety for him, aunt, I have troubled you to take care of the old man for so many years, and the next funeral may also have to trouble you to help Zhang Luo." ”

The aunt wiped her tears, sniffed and said, "I know that the old man's coffin has already been prepared by himself, but you have to worry about the burial, and I will help you with other things." ”

Jiang Jingguo nodded, and then looked at Liu Xiaping, whose eyes were red, "Let's go, let's go and pick a piece of feng shui treasure for the old man." ”

Liu Xiaping nodded silently and looked at the man with some concern.

Uncle Qiu treats him as a son, why doesn't he treat the old man as an adult?

The man had tears and tears, although Jiang Jingguo behaved very normally, she could still feel that the man's heart was not comfortable at this time.

The three of them were busy preparing for the funeral.

Uncle Qiu locked himself in this place for the rest of his life before his death, and he didn't have any friends, even if he was surrounded by neighbors, he didn't know a few.

So there weren't many people coming, most of them were Jiang Jingguo's comrades-in-arms.

Many people have heard about the old man's affairs, and when they hear the funeral music from the old man's house, they can't help but sigh.

And Jiang Jingguo is to deal with Uncle Qiu's funeral as a filial son, and the burial location was originally to be selected in a cemetery in the city, but Liu Xiaping knew that most of the land in the city would be used to build houses or something in the future, so in order to prevent Uncle Qiu's grave from being resigned in the future, so she chose another small hill. (To be continued.) )