When Grandma Dapeng died, the purple shirt was still sleeping in bed!

Dapeng's grandmother died at four o'clock in the morning, and she had a stroke, and most of the old people in Walnut Bay were pulled by this disease. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Grandma grabbed Zhang Ye's hand tightly when she lost her anger, and Dapeng cried vigorously and kept shouting "grandma". Grandpa Zhang Bijiang immediately ran to Secretary Zhang's house, woke up Secretary Zhang and hurried over, Aunt Wang also knew that something was wrong and quickly got up, Secretary Zhang smelled and knew that Dapeng's grandmother was about to go west, and took the remaining string of artillery fights during the New Year at home and quickly followed Grandpa Bijiang. When Grandpa Bijiang and Secretary Zhang arrived, Grandma Dapeng had already gone, and her body began to change color and turn purple. Grandpa pulled Dapeng over, took out a quilt for grandma to cover, and then boiled water to prepare for grandma to clean herself. Dapeng sat outside the door and kept crying.

Secretary Zhang lit the string of firecrackers he brought, and it crackled in the night, opening the night with a bright arc. Then I went out of the village and went to Wangjiatun to help Grandpa Bijiang invite Mr. to go. The people of Walnut Bay heard this 'crackling' sound in their sleep, and knew which old man had to go west, otherwise they would not have set off firecrackers at this time. Zishan also faintly heard the firecrackers in her sleep, she thought it was her students who were naughty, and they didn't sleep at night to play with firecrackers, if they knew who it was, they would have to teach a good lesson tomorrow morning.

Early the next morning, Zishan saw Aunt Wang rushing to the village with a group of women, and after asking, he learned that the grandmother of the greenhouse had died, which surprised him. It's only been a year and a half since I came, and I've already seen three people pass away.

Aunt Wang and they went to Dapeng's house to help, no matter whether it was red or white in the village, Aunt Wang and they were always volunteers in the village. Wangjiatun's gentleman also came, and he had already arrived at Dapeng's house and began to beat gongs and drums, and his mouth was still chattering, and the whole village could hear it.

In the morning, when Zishan and Xiaoju were teaching the children, they found that the children were all absent-minded, either their heads were on the window, or they were listening to the gongs and drums of the Dapeng family, and they didn't pay attention to the books at all. Zishan and Xiaoju discussed that they would not have to go to class in the afternoon, and they would also go to Dapeng's house to help, saying that Dapeng was also a sensible doll.

As soon as school ended at noon, Zishan and Xiaoju went to Dapeng's house, and the children also ran over with their schoolbags shouting, they knew that their adults were going to Dapeng's house to help!

The canopy outside Dapeng's house has been erected, and the terrain of his house is the best in the village, with flat ground in front of and behind the house, and the people who help the family and those who come from afar have a place to sit.

Wangjiatun's gentleman kept beating the gong in the hall, an old gentleman kept muttering, and Grandpa Bijiang and Dapeng followed behind Mr. and kept circling around the coffin. Grandma's coffin was placed in the middle of the hall, and when he knelt down, the old gentleman also put a pile of dark coins under his legs, and Grandpa Bijiang and Dapeng knelt on the ground, full of yellow mud.

Aunt Wang and the middle-aged women in the village were constantly busy outside, washing dishes and wiping several large tables. Grandpa Jiaming and two old men kept stir-frying vegetables in the two large pots outside the house with big spoons, and arranged dinner for Wangjiatun's husband and busy people.

Zishan and Xiaoju helped the two aunts wash the dishes, and when Aunt Wang saw Zishan, she hurriedly pulled her to sit down on the chair, not asking her to help, saying that this dead man's life was unlucky, and she had better not touch a foreigner. Zi Shan knew that this might be a long-standing custom in Walnut Bay, so he had to listen to Aunt Wang's words, sit on the chair and look around. Aunt Wang smiled at her and started working again.

The children were picking up broken firecrackers outside, and asked their adults for a cigarette that was only left to smoke, and they played with firecrackers there, and when the cigarette was about to go out, they took another puff, and really lit the extinguished cigarette butt. The purple shirt was about to speak, but thinking that it was not appropriate to teach a child on this occasion, he held back again.

Dapeng's parents, uncles and aunts didn't come back until five o'clock, and their mother and aunt were still talking and laughing on the road, but as soon as they got home, they threw themselves at their grandmother's coffin, leaning on the coffin and crying, as if they had a desire to cry the dead alive. Until Aunt Wang and several aunts carried them out, Dapeng's aunt fainted from crying and lay motionless in the room. Dapeng's father and uncle wore filial piety clothes and followed Mr. to make a gesture for grandma, and kept turning around grandma's coffin.

On the third day, Grandma's mother's family also came, it was a big family, and it took enough artillery to fire for more than half an hour. At noon, Zishan and Xiaoju ate at Dapeng's house, and they still have to go to class in the afternoon! The children were very happy because Grandma's family brought them firecrackers again. As soon as the cannon was over, they ran outside.

On the fourth day, Grandma was buried, and the whole village went, including Zishan and Xiaoju. Zi Shirt saw Dapeng's mother and aunt crying bitterly, and Dapeng's aunt fainted again, but Dapeng's father carried it off.

She stood by and watched. Maybe even she didn't expect that a person who grew up in the city would have the opportunity to see the scene of a family seeing her off after a person dies.

On the way home, Zi Shirt asked Xiao Ju, "What will become of a person when he dies?" Xiao Ju was puzzled by Zishan's question, but still answered, "I heard the old man in the village say that when a person dies, it will turn to ashes, and when a person dies, the lights will go out." However, some old people say that a person who is born to do evil things will turn into evil ghosts after death, and he has not done all the evil things in his life, and he will continue to complete the evil things he has not done in the yang world when he dies. If you are a good person in life, you will definitely turn into a wisp of fairy energy, ascend to heaven first, and bless future generations. ”

Zi Shirt said silently: "Presumably, Dapeng's grandmother has turned smoke into immortals!" Xiao Ju smiled slightly.

That night, Zi Yi had insomnia again, as if someone had been walking outside, she was covered with a quilt, and she didn't even dare to stick her head outside.

After Dapeng's grandmother was buried, Dapeng hadn't come to school for several days. When Zishan was just about to go to Bijiang's grandfather's house to visit, Secretary Zhang told her that Dapeng had been taken out by his parents, and it seemed that he was going to learn technology, leaving Bijiang's grandfather at home alone.

Zishan didn't know what skills Dapeng could learn as an eight-year-old child, and she didn't understand what Dapeng's parents thought, but this was the result.

The breeze is gentle, and the flowers of the rice seedlings in the rice field have begun to set ears, and it must be yellow in autumn, and everywhere is full of the smell of rice fragrance. The purple shirt walked on the road alone, as if he had returned to the past, aimlessly, just kept walking. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )