When winter came, the mother took out the padded jackets that the children needed to wear to dry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Some of the birds flew south early, leaving empty nests on the beams of the roofs. The East River still flows with the water that nourishes Tujiao Village.

The smoke was rising, and it was almost evening, and the old bark grandfather's grave was gazing at Tujiao Village and the flowing river in the southeast corner.

The moment when the old bark grandfather passed away was the moment when the foundation stone of Tujiao Village Primary School was laid, and the old and young people in the village brought white flowers to bid farewell to this lovely gentleman.

"Grandpa, old bark grandpa, I still want to bask in the sun with you and listen to you tell the story of heroes!" The army said and rushed to the courtyard gate of the old lady's house. The courtyard was crowded, and people were waiting to see if a miracle would happen to the old man and wake up again. That waiting was unusually quiet, reverent, and intense.

But the old man did not wake up in the end, as early as three days ago, he had passed out, and then miraculously he woke up, and he said that he had to see the school break ground to have peace of mind. He heard the sound of the school's foundation stone and left this world with a smile, leaving the children he loved so much. The children didn't care about the old lady's presence when he was healthy. But since the old man was not able to come out in the sun, the children realized how important the old bark grandfather was to them. The children had no stories, no more loving abuse, a sour heart, tears washed their cheeks, the early winter was not too cold, but the tears on the cheeks soaked the skin hotly, and such pain made them feel lonely like never before.

Er Mazi heard the news of the old man's return to heaven and instantly knelt on the ground, looking up to the sky and shouting: "Old lady, go all the way!" The school will do what you wish, and you will go all the way! ”

In the afternoon, the mourning hall was erected, the old lady's chair was set aside, and the children gathered around the rickety chair, quietly watching the adults talk about the funeral. The remains of Grandpa Old Bark were painted a few days ago. When the children saw this black-and-white picture, they thought the old lady was smiling at them! When the paper in the earthen basin burns, the light of the flame is reflected on the photo, and the smile is even more vivid.

The adults themselves twisted white flower belts on their chests at home, and waited in a long line to burn paper for the elderly. Many people did not leave tears, everyone thought that this was a joy and mourning, but thinking that the old man had built a big school in the village, which was a great thing, thinking that their children or grandchildren could attend classes in bright classrooms, and even be admitted to middle school, like Niu Run, they felt that the unattainable thing would become a reality in themselves, so they were excited, and the tears naturally rolled down, and endlessly.

The gamblers in the village were a little frightened when they saw the old man's mourning hall, they were afraid to look at the old man's eyes, how harshly these eyes used to accuse them of gambling. But they respected the old man from the bottom of their hearts, and he was like a tree that could shine brightly, showing the direction of the child. They even have a moment of determination to get rid of their gambling habits. A hint of sadness in their eyes confirmed this. But that transcendence is extremely difficult, their idleness is because they have not sown the seeds of dreams in their hearts, ideals are even more untouchable in the eyes of their people, and the days of depravity are devouring their mottled hearts, which is extremely painful, and depravity sometimes means a stronger yearning for a better life. And the Fall is a plea for help.

Liu Liu was not with these gamblers, he hid on the straw pile on the field and smoked comfortably. The darkness in his heart was drawn from the bottom of his heart and left to dry in this day. He wondered why he didn't have so many treasures. He began to resent his parents for not leaving him a little wealth, and the thatched hut was still milled from the village because the village had removed the family's ancestral grave. Eat and drink and Lazar all in one room. But who doesn't know where all the things left by his parents were gambled! The people in the village said that if this guy had a wife, he would have lost the gamble!

Dajunniang didn't sleep for two nights, she helped her great-granddaughter-in-law take care of all the affairs of the family, and she never thought that many outsiders in cars rushed to this place, saluted, and left in a hurry. Many leaders came to the town to offer condolences. They shed tears, which made the army mother feel very puzzled, in the eyes of the army mother, the officials who sit in the sedan chair are all majestic and will not shed tears.

Liu Liu's golden beans looked not far from the mourning hall, and she really wanted to bow in front of the old man. When Jin Douzi was very young, the old lady often gave her halva, and often said: Children who don't have mother's pain are the most pitiful. This sentence made Golden Beans feel warm. When Jin Douzi lost his man, the old man said: Women have to get through, and the hard days are all given by themselves, don't spoil yourself! Jin Douzi now knows that her life is all made by herself, if she can listen to the old man's persuasion, how can she be what she is today! When the women of the village saw her, they spat from afar, not to mention the words they scolded. But the beauty of golden beans can't be changed. Men can't change their love of watching golden beans. It is reasonable for Jin Beanzi to sell a little bit because of loneliness. But in the eyes of women, it is a wooden nail in the eyes, even if they are scolded by men, they have to engage in class antagonism and make their positions clear. Jin Douzi kowtowed a few times to the spirit shed in the distance, got up and touched his tears, and walked towards the remote kiln factory.

The great-granddaughter-in-law was quiet. She does everything in her hands meticulously, although it is not as spicy as Wang Xifeng in the Dream of Red Mansions, but the meticulousness is comparable, and she also grew up listening to the old lady's story!

At the moment of burial, a light rain fell in the sky, a layer of white mist rose on the East River, and people's hearts were also foggy. The villagers thought that this layer of fog was carrying the old lady's soul to Elysium. The old lady's visit to Elysium will bring good luck to the village, because the old lady has always thought about everyone in the village. This good omen seemed to put a smile on everyone's face. But such a smile cannot be detected without careful observation.

The fog of the East River did not disperse for three days and three nights, and the rain did not stop. It wasn't until the sun climbed the distant tower and shone over the East River that the fog slowly lifted.

The children did not want the fog to dissipate, and the fog made the child feel the breath of the old lady, and even the softness and warmth of his beard. The rising sun makes children feel melancholy, even uneasy.

The concrete of the school began to stir, and the noise was heard far away, startling the crows sleeping in the tower. People returned to their old lives, except for the chair that stood in the wind, as if waiting for the return of its master.