Soon, I was carried out of the house.

The old man left me in the care of my parents, and he took my things to the old house on the hillside.

It was three days and three nights, and when he returned, I was able to sit in bed and eat gruel, and my mother was taking good care of me.

When the old man came to see me, I was startled by his appearance, his hair, which had turned a little gray, had turned completely white, and the top of his skull was shining like an incandescent lamp. His face was pale and haggard, and he walked with a staggering gait, as if his peers were about to fall down at any moment.

I could see his abnormality, and of course the adults in the family knew about it, and I saw my mother crying quietly beside me, and my father sighing and sighing. Brother Xiao Yi was lying on the side of my bed very quietly at this time, looking at me with a worried face, as if I would be sick again in the blink of an eye.

I couldn't find Daddy, I couldn't even feel his breath. Where did he go? I looked up and looked at the old man who was slowly approaching.

The old man took out a lamely embroidered purse and gave it to me, and the contents of it emitted a faint red light that scared me, and I didn't dare to take it.

"Lei girl, this is the last thing Grandpa can give you, you have to keep it well, you can't let it leave your side, you know?"

I had no choice but to take it, and he smiled kindly at me, and that smile was like a wish.

"Girl, Grandpa is leaving, you have to live well, remember, no matter what happens, life is the most important thing!" The old man seemed to confess his last words, and after speaking, his figure gradually faded away until he disappeared.

"Grandpa, where are you going, don't go!" I screamed loudly and reached out to pull the old man.

Everyone in the room was startled by my voice and looked at me inexplicably.

"Lei girl, what's wrong with you?" My mother put down the rice bowl in her hand and reached out to touch my forehead, "I don't have a fever, what kind of nonsense is this?" ”

My father also walked up to my bedside and looked at me worriedly. Brother Xiao Yi jumped up and looked at me nervously.

Only then did I realize that they had not seen the old man, but the little purse I was holding in my hand proved that the old man had actually come.

Later, I learned that the old man had been locked up in the old house for three days and three nights, and when he came out, he collapsed on the threshold of the old house. A lot of blood spit out from his mouth, and the uncle who had been guarding the door saw it and helped him into the house.

Uncle found props all over the place in the old house, that is, the room where Brother Xiaoyi and I found the ghost father, and there were tortoise shells for divination.

The old man exhausted his life's Taoism to deduce the heavenly opportunity, and finally found a way to save me, that is, to find the body of the sun to marry me. He left his father a fortune talisman for them, and he asked his father to find the birth date of the person who matched my life. I don't know what the little purse he gave me is, I know it's something very important for me to keep it, so I always keep it with me.

He swallowed his breath after explaining himself, and now his body was parked in the old house.

When my mother told me this, she began to wipe away her tears again. It turned out that she was sad because she had just lost her father-in-law.

I lifted the quilt and ran out, the old man was gone, I didn't believe it, I still looked good before. I didn't know until this moment that there was no sign of death.

I have been close to the old man since I was a child, and although he is strict, he is very kind to me. And my ghost father, only I can feel him, and whenever the old man is at home, he will appear around me. That cold breath is already familiar to me, but I can't feel his breath anymore, could it be that the ghost father also followed the old man?

Losing them, I lost my sense of security. That's when I realized how important they were to me. People are like this, they don't know how to cherish when they have it, and they don't know what it's valuable when they lose it.

No, I'm going to go to them and get them back.

When I ran to the old house on the hillside, there were already many people inside. After the funeral shed was erected, many people came to the village, they were busy, and they came to help with the funeral. I saw the uncle, and a few other uncles, who were already wearing filial piety clothes.

Several aunts were already crying in front of the old man, and the cry was hoarse. All of a sudden, the old house was very lively.

It's just that a few of them are really crying for the loss of the old man, and when he was alive, except for my mother, who would take care of his daily life with all her heart, they didn't even owe a look. However, none of this is my business, I care about the life and death of the old man.

The old man's body was lying in the middle of the house, already wearing a shroud. As soon as I entered, I threw myself at his side and cried heartbreakingly. The old man can be regarded as dying for me, how can I repay such a great kindness? The greatest distance in the world is life and death, yin and yang.

For the first time at a young age, I experienced the pain of losing a loved one. It was much later that I realized that the most uncomfortable state of a person is not the state of being sad, but the state of being very preoccupied, the kind of heavy depression, the boredom of thinking of such and such things, which will crush a person. At least compared to that state, being able to cry is a kind of happiness.

Looking at the old man's bloodless face, I realized that I had really lost a relative who loved me since I was a child, a relative who had been silently paying for me. My mind went blank, and my little me was so lonely, as if I had lost my support all of a sudden.

I cried silently on my knees as if I was stupid, recalling the old man's side and bits, like a silent and happy movie, projecting my happiness and his love.

I clenched the small purse in my hand, and the warm temperature came from it, which was the last thing the old man left me. I held it tightly, feeling the temperature, as if the old man had stroked my head countless times and looked at me with a smile.

Soon, Brother Xiaoyi came over, and he came to pull me away, but I pushed him away. I just wanted to be able to spend more time with the old man, and he just left, and I didn't even see the last one.

I spent less time with him when he was there, he was often out and at home always in the old house, and I really didn't have the opportunity to be around him.

But I know that he is busy and running around for me, so great that how can I give up?

Brother Xiaoyi was very helpless and had to go with me, but he still accompanied me wordlessly, patting me on the back silently by my side and helping me to calm my breath.

A few aunts cried for a while, and then slipped away one by one. At night, only Brother Xiaoyi and I were left in the mourning hall, as well as the uncle who came in later to keep vigil.

Uncle told me to rest, but I insisted on staying. I always feel that the old man will be back tonight, and the ghost father, I still have a lot to ask them.