On the fifth day of the first month of the eighteenth year of Jingtai, at three o'clock in the afternoon, Mrs. Pan Li died at the age of fifty-seven. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Old Man Pan cried with grief, cried heartbreakingly, and cried so much that he couldn't help himself.

Everyone in the Pan family was grief-stricken, but they still cheered up and arranged the funeral.

Although everyone was busy, they were in good order, reporting funerals, condolences, and white banquets, and there was no panic at all.

When people are extremely sad, they can't control their body's instinctive reactions.

is typical like Pan Erniang, who seems to do what she should do, but sometimes when she is talking or busy with the work in her hands, her tears will suddenly fall without warning, she eats like this, does things like this, and often cries out of breath even when she is asleep at night. At this time, Shu Lao Er would wake her up, hold her in his arms and gently pat her on the back until Pan Erniang cried and fell asleep.

Qinglan is still guarding her like Li when she was alive, holding her hand, sometimes you can feel the warm heat in your hand, at this time Qinglan will stand up and observe her grandmother carefully, people say that the dead are cold, so the body is not cold, does it mean that there is still hope to come back to life?

In fact, Qinglan also knew that she was just deceiving herself, there was no heating in Li's room, and it was because her hands were too cold that her grandmother was not so cold.

Old Man Pan was afraid that the temperature in the house would be too high and damage Li's corpse, so he removed the brazier and did not allow the kang to be burned. He persuaded Qinglan not to stay in such a cold room, but Qinglan didn't listen, and still went her own way, and everyone didn't persuade again, and everyone got used to it, as long as they were busy with the things at hand, they would run to this cold "frozen" room, and gather here to talk like when Li was alive before.

Seven days of stopping, no one in the Pan family left, eating and living in one place, sometimes Qinglan woke up with her aunt, sometimes Shu Laoer, everyone had little time to rest, and most of the time they were still with the Li family.

The cemetery of the Pan family is in the last 20 acres of land left by Mr. Pan, but Mr. Pan does not plan to bury his daughter-in-law there alone.

"Park your mother in the temple?" Uncle Pan is a little unsure of his father's words, his father won't be sad and confused, right?

"Well, when I don't have it anymore, you bury me and your mother together." Old Man Pan has decided that he will be buried with his daughter-in-law.

Life is the same, death is the same hole.

Qinglan suddenly remembered a poem from later generations:

The old days have slowed down

Cars, horses, and mail are slow

There is only enough to love one person in a lifetime

On the last night of the wake, Pan Wuniang came to pick up Qinglan's class and told her to go to rest early.

"Auntie, go to sleep, I'm not sleepy." Qinglan also wanted to stay with Li for a while.

"Children need to sleep more to grow taller, hurry up and lead Mingyu to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow." Pan Wuniang sat on the small pestle in front of Li's bed and waved at her niece.

"My aunt is pregnant with her younger brother, so she should rest more." Pan Wuniang was pregnant, and she found out after crying and fainting two days ago, and asked the doctor to come and see her. Because the days are still shallow, even she didn't notice it.

"I'm fine, I want to talk to your grandmother for a while."

Qinglan no longer insisted, leaving the space to the mother and daughter.

Returning to the boudoir before her aunt got married, Qinglan was stunned for a while. More than two months ago, the festive scene of my aunt's marriage is still fresh in my memory, and now my eyes are full of plain eyes and extremely cold.

"Sister, your letter." Mingyu handed over a letter, which was sent by someone this morning, and Qinglan hadn't had time to read it after a busy day.

"Hey," Qinglan answered, no need to ask, it must have been sent by Thirteen.

Mingyu also guessed that it was sent by Thirteen, although he missed Thirteen very much and looked forward to Thirteen's letter, but as long as Qinglan didn't speak, he would never take the initiative to ask to read the letter, at this point, Shu Lao Er was indeed strict in education.

Because of the Li family, Qinglan hadn't written to Thirteen for seven or eight days. In the past, it was one letter a day, and Xiaobao told Qinglan directly what she wanted to say and asked her to do it for her.

Xiaobao didn't come to disturb Qinglan in the past few days, he had been in the Pan family for a long time, and he was also very close to the Li family, and in the morning of the second day of Li's death, he brought Master Ding to mourn.

"Qingqing..."Xiaobao felt that any language seemed very pale at this time, but fortunately, Qinglan's spirit seemed to be acceptable, and he was afraid that Qinglan would be like the old lady Shu last time, haggard and inhuman.

"I'm fine, my grandmother... Family... We all know it in our hearts. "Qinglan is telling the truth, Li's illness has been boiling for decades, and the Pan family is mentally prepared. More sadness is pity for oneself, the loss of an elder who loves him so much.

"That's good." It's okay if you're okay, Xiaobao silently added in his heart.

Seeing Li, who used to be kind to him, lying motionless in the cold room, his old voice and smile were still vivid, Xiaobao shed tears of sadness. Crying and crying, thinking that his grandfather was also nearly seventy years old, and he was afraid that he would not be able to accompany him for a few years, Xiaobao couldn't hold back anymore and cried. Master Ding was very surprised, and he also respected the Li family more in words and deeds.

Sending Xiaobao away, Aunt Shu and Aunt Shu came.

They are here on behalf of Old Man Shu, and the rest of the Shu family wears filial piety, so it is not easy to come out and walk around.

Qinglan was very angry when she heard Aunt Shu's words, when her grandmother died, her grandfather and uncle went to mourn in person, but she didn't even have a cup of tea at that time, except for her own family, her grandfather didn't even say hello.

Now it's my grandmother's turn to die of illness, and the father-in-law of the county order is really a big shelf, such a possibility! Even if the uncle and the third uncle can't come out to pay New Year's greetings according to the rules of filial piety, the door-to-door condolences are not ordinary visits to relatives and friends! Besides, grandpa himself doesn't need to abide by this rule, he is widowed, and he can come forward to complete the friendship of the two families.

Oh, Qinglan forgot, grandpa is a standard strict person, lenient to himself, he continued the strings in four months, but he used customs as an excuse to ask others to obey the rules.

It's ironic that if you were to follow the rules, you would send two married daughters to represent you? How embarrassed to take such a lame excuse seriously, it's really embarrassing!

Second Aunt Shu was a lot fatter than when Qinglan saw her last time, Qinglan thought it was funny, she didn't know if her son was alive or dead outside, but she didn't expect her to live a very nourishing life.

"Uncle Pan," Second Aunt Shu took the initiative to walk in front of Old Man Pan, usually she was there, Aunt Shu didn't talk much, and later Qinglan learned that Aunt Shu really didn't know how to speak.

"My aunt is gone, you are mourning." It's really embarrassing for her, a comforting word, so dry, like reciting a manuscript. What's even more rare is that Second Aunt Shu actually squeezed out a few tears, which made Qinglan have to wonder if she did something on the handkerchief?

After waiting for the incense, Shu Ergu came to Pan Erniang again.

Since the last funeral of Mrs. Shu, Aunt Shu was a little stunned at Pan Erniang, but she still opened her mouth with a bad heart, as for what she wanted, Pan Erniang didn't have the time to speculate.

"Auntie is too young..."Second Aunt Shu squeezed out two tears of pretence.

Pan Erniang didn't want to talk to her at all, so she lowered her head and didn't speak.

Pan Yuanniang on the side snorted coldly in her heart, bullying people and bullying me, regardless of Shu Laoer's presence, she turned her face and said: "Yes, my mother is indeed not old, but I remember that my in-laws seem to be only one year older than my mother, tsk tsk, they are young enough, the key is that my aunt and my mother are not comparable, there is no fatal serious illness, and I don't know who is so wolf-hearted, I have to send my own mother to the barren mountains and mountains to suffer that living crime, alas, pity my nephews, I haven't even seen the last side of my grandmother." This child will have to be taught well in the future, and she doesn't know that she has harmed her own father and mother, and she doesn't know if she will have a son to send her to the end when she is old. ”

The so-called beating does not slap people's face, scolding people does not expose shortcomings, as soon as Pan Yuanniang's words came out, Aunt Shu's face turned from white to green, and she pulled Aunt Shu to say goodbye angrily.

Deserve! Qinglan didn't move, she didn't bother to send this kind of person.

The gift money given by the Shu family was pitiful, Shu Lao Er's face turned red after taking it, and Old Man Pan and Uncle Pan didn't seem to notice, and politely sent the two aunts away.

This matter is really not bad for the Shu sisters, Xiao Meiyuan is unwilling to pay, these are all made up by the sisters.

Qinglan unfolded the letter, and the font of the thirteen dragons and phoenixes jumped on the paper, the letter was not long, and it mainly expressed three meanings: first, he was very bored at home for the New Year, worshipping his ancestors and eating and greeting the New Year, and facing all kinds of faces every day, his face was stiff with a smile; the second is that he has convinced his eldest brother that he will speak for himself; The third is to condemn Qinglan for not believing her words, "But the snacks you prepared are very good for the grandfather, so the grandfather will forgive you this time, and it will not be an example." ”

Qinglan couldn't help but laugh when she saw the end, she asked Mingyu to sleep first, and she crouched in front of the desk to write back to Thirteen.

"Thirteen, I'm sorry I broke my promise, and I haven't had time to write to you lately.

On the fifth day of the new year, my grandmother passed away, don't be angry that I didn't tell you the first time, it's really a trivial matter, and I haven't had time yet.

Thirteen, this is the second time I have faced death, and I sometimes don't understand how many life and death parts people need to face, and their hearts can be honed to the point of not being happy or sad.

I often read Zhuangzi to comfort myself, and I kept brainwashing myself: death is a dreamless sleep, traveling with heaven and earth, and relying on my ancestors.

But I still can't suppress my sadness, I can't stop crying about parting, I wonder if I'm too selfish, I always want my world to be perfect, the people who love me are always by my side to accompany me and protect me, I'm really a coward, I live a very failed life......"

Qinglan regretted it a little after writing it, and gave Thirteen such a letter like a garbage can, which was full of her negative energy, especially on a day of celebration and reunion like the New Year. But she really needs such a confession, these days, she has been comforting her mother, comforting her elders, comforting her cousins, her heart is so tired, and she longs for someone to listen and comfort.

After writing the letter, Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she could finally breathe freely. She tiptoed to bed and found her brother waiting for her with his eyes open.

"Why don't you sleep yet?"

"Can't sleep." Mingyu said truthfully.

"I'll tell you good news, Thirteen's eldest brother promised to help him say something." Qinglan knew that Mingyu also cared about Thirteen.

"Really!" Mingyu was really excited, raised his upper body, and saw his sister nodding at him, "That's great." He fell back into bed in peace.

"yes, at least half of the chance you'll come back." Qinglan also felt very hopeful.

"Sister, is grandpa, isn't it..."Mingyu didn't know how to describe it.

"Love grandma very much?" Qinglan said the rest for him.

"Hmm!" Love? It seems like that's the word.

"yes, I love it." Qinglan got into Mingyu's quilt, since she had the last serious illness, her hands and feet were cold in winter, and every time she went to sleep, she first let Mingyu enter the quilt to warm her up for a while before she came in to sleep.

"Why are they... Uh, what..."Mingyu was speechless for a while, and it was disrespectful to talk about the elders behind his back.

"It's hard for people like grandma to be unrespectful." Qinglan pillowed her hands and looked up at the top account.

"Indeed." Mingyu honestly agreed, he still wanted to hear more from his sister.

Before the age of sixteen, Mr. Pan was a young man with a good memory and love to read, if his eldest brother didn't do it, maybe his fate would be different. But his eldest brother not only did it, but also left a mess behind, and his father, who was the head of the family, also died of sudden illness, and Mr. Pan had to drop out of school and build a family.

The debt is slamming the door every day, no one in the family dares to go out, and the old man Pan plans to sell the land, but people know the situation of his family, and the price is very low.

Fortunately, Mr. Pan made a good friend in school, the young master of the Li family's side branch and Li Qingfang's own brother, who came forward to help him inquire, sell land and sell houses, which solved his urgent need.

The relieved old man Pan went to Li's house with gifts to pay New Year's greetings, but Li's stepmother looked down on him very much, and the meal he entertained was actually taken down from the banquet - leftovers from others. Old Man Pan was embarrassed, and at this time, at the request of his brother, Li personally cooked three dishes and one soup and served them.

Li's appearance is not beautiful, maybe it is the reason why he has been fasting and reciting Buddha with his grandmother for many years, and his smile is very kind, which makes people feel comfortable when they look at it.

Old Man Pan suddenly found a new goal, and fortunately, he finally married her.

After marriage, the Li family took on the heavy responsibility of the Pan family, working outside to earn money, being able to deal with strange relatives at home, having children, and working hard.

"Grandpa is so lucky." Mingyu sighed heartily after listening to his sister's narration.

"Grandma is also very happy, grandpa loves her from the bottom of his heart." In this era, with Old Man Pan's conditions, he can still afford to raise his wife.

"Sister, do you want to marry grandpa like this in the future?" Mingyu turned sideways, his face facing Qinglan.

"Uh," thought of Grandpa's loud voice and temper tantrums, "of course I'd like to find someone who is devoted to me, but it would be better if I could be gentle." "It's a little weird to talk to a seven-year-old about the criteria for choosing a mate...

"(⊙o⊙) Ah, that little brother is not gentle." Mingyu had seen Xiaobao kick down a maid with her own eyes, because she accidentally dropped Brother Xiaobao's Rubik's Cube, and Brother Xiaobao was not gentle with the sisters of the Ding family, and he looked very impatient when he spoke.

Xiaobao ?! Qinglan turned around in fright, "What does it matter to me whether he is gentle or not?" "He's my buddy!

"Brother Thirteen also... I haven't seen him be gentle with anyone. Mingyu tilted his head and thought for a while.

A baker's dozen? "Why are you using them as an example?" Qinglan was extremely puzzled.

"Because I know the two of them, what kind of brother-in-law do you want?"

Qinglan tapped Mingyu's forehead, "How old am I?" You can't wait to find me a home?! ”

"I'll just ask." Mingyu rubbed his forehead, people were curious.

"You listen to Shu Mingyu, my intended person, must be loyal to me only in heart and body, one day, I will become a hero of the world, wearing golden armor and holy clothes, driving colorful auspicious clouds to marry... Marry him! ”

Oh, my God! Mingyu was stunned by his sister's "bold words", sister, what are you really going to be, what kind of hero, who would dare to ask you!

"Sleep!" Qinglan looked at her brother's surprised expression and was very dissatisfied, what's wrong, a woman can hold up half the sky, don't underestimate your sister! (To be continued.) )