Chapter 1 A Dead Mother
"Miao'er, wake up, what's wrong with you?" A woman's anxious voice pulled Lin Miao out of the chaos, and she opened her eyes and looked at the source of the sound. She saw an old woman lying on the bed, and looked like she was very sick. The old woman looked at her with concern, rubbing one hand against her chest and covering her mouth with a handkerchief in the other.
"Where is this?" Lin Miao looked around. The furnishings of the house are extremely simple, with a bed, a table, and simple earthen walls on all sides, which looks like an ordinary house. Lin Miao remembered that in the last second, in order to save a puppy in the middle of the road, he was hit by a speeding car. Why did you suddenly arrive at this place, did you cross by yourself?
When the old woman heard her words, her eyes widened in shock, and she coughed again. Lin Miao hurriedly patted her shoulder lightly and asked with concern, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?" The old woman wiped the blood coughed up from the corner of her mouth and sighed: "Child, aren't you stunned?" How do you call your mother a big mother? Hey, my life is short, and you will have to rely on yourself in the days to come. As soon as I told you about my illness just now, you fainted with fright, I'm really worried, if my mother dies, how will you live? With that, he coughed again.
The old woman in front of her is actually her mother? She called herself Miao'er just now, and it seems that this should be the name of this body. Lin Miao thought of this, and then looked at the situation of the old woman in front of her, and couldn't bear it. People are about to die, why should I sue her again, Miao'er is already dead. Lin Miao cleared her throat and said to the old woman: "Mother, Miao'er was scared and confused just now, don't think about it, your illness will definitely be cured." The old woman shook her head, took out a black wooden sign and a letter from her arms, and handed it to Lin Miao: "I know my own illness, I just can't rest assured of you." When I die, you take this letter and go to No. 6 Chimelong Street to find Steward Wu, and he will arrange for you. As for this brand, you have to take good care of it. ”
Lin Miao took the black wooden sign and looked at it carefully, there was nothing special. She flipped the sign over and saw a gilded word "Ling" engraved on the back. "This is a token, mother, what is this for?" Lin Miao asked curiously. The old woman shook her head and said she didn't know, and began to cough again.
Lin Miao saw that she was coughing uncomfortably, so she hurriedly put away the token and got up to boil water for her to drink. The furnishings of the kitchen are also quite simple, a pot, a stove, and the water tank next to it is full. Lin Miao hurriedly put water in the pot, picked up firewood, lit the stove, and began to boil the water. It didn't take long for the water in the pot to boil, and Lin Miao put some in a bowl and served it to the old woman to drink.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, she saw the old woman lying on the bed, her eyes closed, her movements stiff, afraid that she was dead. The boiling water in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and Lin Miao's body trembled involuntarily.
"Mother, what's wrong with you? You speak, Niangniang" Lin Miao, who had never seen a dead person, or even a puppy injured, cried out loudly. Although the old woman had only been with her for a few minutes, she could feel her love for herself, although the love was for Miao'er, Lin Miao still felt sad. Especially when she thought that her dearest person had died as soon as she crossed over, she was even more sad, and she cried more and more loudly.
At this time, a man's voice came from outside the house: "Aunt Xue! Miao'er! Aunt Xue! What's wrong with you guys? The door was pushed open from the outside, and two people came in, one in front of the other. When Lin Miao heard the sound, he straightened up in shock, and there were still two lines of bright tears on his face. The two people who came in, one was dressed as an ordinary villager, with a sturdy body and dark skin. He approached anxiously, first glanced at Lin Miao with concern, and then probed the old woman's snort with his hand. Immediately, he lowered his head and said sadly: "Aunt Xue has gone." ”
Lin Miao didn't look like a bad person, so he started crying again. The man turned to comfort Lin Miao: "Miao'er, don't be sad, Aunt Xue has a spirit in the sky, and she doesn't want to see you like this." Lin Miao thought to herself, I am sad that in this unfamiliar place, I have no relatives and no reason, how can I live next.
"Hey, colorful, colorful." At this time, another man who came in clapped his hands and looked at Lin Miao stupidly jumping and saying. He was ragged, his skin was quite white, and the hair on the top of his head was strange, like that cut by the worst of the most skilled barbers, with hair and no hair, like a colorful Olympic football.
When Lin Miao looked at him like that, he knew that he was either a psychopath or an imbecile. She looked away in embarrassment and ignored him. The man who came in earlier yelled at him: "Fourteen, don't talk nonsense, if you talk nonsense, you will go out." Then he turned around and said to Lin Miao apologetically and with concern: "Miao'er, don't pay attention to him, you know that he has always been like this, don't be surprised." Aunt Xue's affairs, let's mourn and change. Lin Miao nodded, not knowing what to call him, so she had to say: "This eldest brother, my mother is dead, the deceased is the greatest, I want her old man to do her best to settle down, I am a little woman, there is a lot of inconvenience in acting, can you help me?" The man looked at her in surprise: "Miao'er, why did you suddenly become so angry?" Don't you always call me Second Brother Qin? Aunt Xue's affairs, you don't say that we will help with the cooking, don't worry. Lin Miao nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you, Second Brother Qin." ”
The one named Fourteen had just been yelled at by Second Brother Qin, not only did he not go out obediently, but he got closer and closer. He walked up to Lin Miao and squatted down, looked at her stupidly and smiled, and his mouth was still the same sentence: "Colored, hehe, colored." Lin Miao saw that Second Brother Qin didn't yell at him again, thinking that this person's relationship with Second Brother Qin should be quite good, Second Brother Qin just yelled at him symbolically, and didn't say anything about him again. Now is the time to ask for help, no matter who this neurotic person is, don't offend it yet. So Lin Miao asked him politely, "What color?" What do you see? ”
"You're in color, everyone else is in black and white." The neurotic named Fourteen said.
Second Brother Qin glanced at him, turned back to Lin Miao and said, "It's really strange today, Fourteen usually talks to himself, and I haven't seen him talk to anyone yet." Lin Miao glanced at it in his heart, what kind of door is this called. On the surface, he politely said, "Yes." Second Brother Qin saw that she was in a bad mood, so he didn't say anything more, only comforted: "Don't worry, the folks in the big hometown, we will help you handle Aunt Xue's funeral." ”
White flags escort the way, and paper money opens the way. Lin Miao held Aunt Xue's tablet and walked silently in front of the funeral procession. The wind blew up, shaking the paper figures and copper bells to a rattle. The dust rose up, covering the sun and the soul-attracting banner with a thick layer of ash.
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the back of the funeral procession.