Song Guanzhai hugged her, she trembled like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, her breath was full of despair, she didn't struggle anymore, just quietly let him hold her, tears continued to flow down, like a bead with a broken thread, as if she had shed all the tears of her life.

After a while, there was a terrible scream from the emergency room: "Grandpa......"

Minglang pushed Song Guanzhai away, and rushed in with a bang, the person on the bed still had an oxygen tube on his nose, and the ECG device on the table at the bedside had become a straight line, making a beeping sound.

Minglang's heart seemed to be eaten away by something, so empty that she could almost hear the echo of the mournful screams in her heart, she knew that the person who loved her the most in the world had gone, like the river that night, swept away her dearest father, and she would never see her again in this life.

Step by step, she walked over mechanically, she squeezed out a pale smile, put her trembling hand on his wrinkled face, and then gently reached out to prop up his eyelids, the pupils in his eyes dilated, and there was no focus left, she muttered, "Don't you have anything to say to me?" I have something to say, I have a lot to say, I have a lot to say to you, you open your eyes, you look at me, look at me, who am I? Who do you see who I am? ......" she said, rubbing his unheaving chest, tears blurring her eyes, she could barely see anything, and then her hand slipped down his, clutching tightly, "You hate me for being bad, don't you?" I've really become bad, really bad and bad, I don't deserve you to love me anymore, I apologize to you, okay? Can you forgive me? You can't want me, you said you wouldn't want me no matter what. Don't worry about me, he treats me badly, he treats me badly, I have always been reluctant to go with him, I don't want the so-called glory and wealth, I just want to be with you, always be together, I am willing to pick up garbage with you, I don't care if I am despised and beaten, I don't want to go to the United States, I said, I said that I am willing to stay by your side in this life, you don't let go of my hand, don't let go, don't let go, don't let go of ......"

"Bright!" Zhen Yang was very sad when he heard her words, hugged her and choked up: "Ah Gong has already gone, don't make him restless!" ”

Minglang gave him a strange look, "Of course he is restless, how can he leave me?" You all go away, go away, all along, I only have him, he only has me, you don't come, you are all bad people, you want to break up me and my grandfather, we have lived well, we are very good......" Her voice gradually lowered, and the person also slipped silently.

"Bright!" Zhen Yang hugged her tightly, and Song Guanzhai also hurriedly came in, seeing that Minglang fainted, he was afraid that her condition would change, so he hurriedly carried her out.

Zhen Yang was about to chase him out, Zhang Zijing pulled him and said sadly: "You can deal with the old man's aftermath, I'll ...... Oh, I'm ashamed! Zhang Zijing looked at the old man who had stopped beating on the first aid table, she didn't know that it was the person in front of her, who took her in and reborn her when her daughter was desperate, she had been to the cottage in Minglang Village before, and the dirty environment was the environment in which Minglang grew up. For countless days and nights, her daughter and the old man snuggled up to each other in a dirty cabin, and established a bond deeper than that of her own grandchildren.

Little did she know that one day, she would kneel in front of the old man's grave and knock a hundred times. Of course, that's all for later!

Zhen Yang glanced at the buttocks who were crying silently on the side, remembered Fang Cai's clear reaction, and sighed, indeed, their sister and brother are not suitable to handle the old man's aftermath now.

——The old lady is the dividing line of a certain stepmother——

Minglang is missing!

Missing with her, there is also the body of Ah Gong!

No one knew where she went, the hospital wanted to call the police, but after looking at the surveillance video, it was Minglang who took the body, since it was the family who took the body, and Li Pigu said that he would not pursue it, so the hospital did not follow up.

Minglang put Ah Gong in the car and drove away from Guangshi.

She heard Ah Gong say that Ah Gong is from Luoding, he has always wanted to return to his roots, she is already a person full of sins, Ah Gong was unable to fulfill her filial piety during her lifetime, and now that he is gone, she wants to take him home.

She put Ah Gong in the passenger seat, buckled the seat belt, fixed his body, gently stroked his face, and said softly: "Ah Gong, let's go home!" ”

She started the car, drove the navigation, and got on the highway to drive to Ah Gong's hometown.

Luoding is a three-hour drive from Guangshi, she never knew that Ah Gong's hometown was so close, if it weren't for her, probably Ah Gong would have gone home a long time ago, right? But he chose to stay in that city for her, and waited for her there for fifteen years.

"We'll never be apart again!" Minglang muttered as he drove.

Luo Ding can no longer be buried, but in the countryside, many people still secretly transport the body up the mountain for burial.

Ming Lang bought a local mountain person, gave them 10,000 yuan, asked them to find a feng shui master, choose a piece of feng shui treasure land, and then, prepare two coffins.

"Miss, why do you want two pairs of shouki?" The local's name was Dabao, thirty years old, and he hadn't married a daughter-in-law yet, so he asked curiously.

The bright eyes fell on Ah Gong's face, and he said softly: "Because, it's not just a person's home!" ”

Dabao didn't ask again, he guessed that it should be buried together, because many husbands and wives will be buried together after death, and when the funeral is handled, the bones of the one who went first will be dug up and buried together, but the joint burial does not need two coffins? In addition, it would be good for the other one to prepare a Jin Cheng.

However, when he saw that this woman was yin and yang, he didn't ask again, but just sighed softly, "Hey, I died outside, I can't even go home, and now it's such a hasty burial, I didn't even invite Nan Wulao, let alone have children and grandchildren to see him off, I'm afraid that I will still be a hard-working person in the next life!" With that, he was going to prepare Shouki.

Minglang grabbed him, "What did you just say?" Say you can't go back to home? ”

Dabao saw that she didn't seem to understand anything, so he told her, "What about the customs on our side, people die outside, and the soul can't go home, if you want to recall the soul, you have to ask Nan Wulao to summon the soul by doing things, and then be lively for two days, because he is also over eighty years old, it is considered a laughing mourning, and there is no man behind him, so he should be placed in the lime hall for a day, so that he can recognize his ancestors, and he is not alone after going down!" ”

"Lime Hall?"

"The lime hall is a place similar to the ancestral hall, where the remains of the elderly in the clan are specially parked, and those over sixty years old can enter the hall, and those under sixty years old are placed at the door, only in this way can the soul be at peace!" Dabao continued to explain.

Minglang looked dazed, she only knew that Ah Gong was from this place, but which village, which house, she didn't know, how to enter the lime hall in his clan?

"You can help me check it out immediately, his name is Li Shangen, he left here twenty-five years ago, he has no children, no daughters, he has never married a wife, no matter how much manpower and material resources are spent, you must help me find out!" Bright and eager.

"There is only one name, I'm afraid it's hard to find, and I've been away from home for many years, I'm afraid that the people in the town may not know each other! Do you remember what village he was from? ”

Minglang shook his head, "I don't know!" ”

"And what did he do at home?" Dabao asked again.

Minglang was at a loss, and it wasn't until this moment that she realized that she didn't know anything about Ah Gong.

Dabao sighed, "Hey, then, do you have his ID card?" Or a death certificate, which should have an address on it! ”

Minglang hurriedly climbed back into the car and looked for the pockets of Ah Gong's clothes, and sure enough, he took out his ID card from his pocket.

Dabao looked at it and said in amazement: "From Stone Village? Is it from our village? ”

Minglang held the ID card and said, "This ID card is fake, but I don't know if the address is real." ”

He hasn't come back for many years, so he didn't get the second-generation identity Zhang, and Minglang saw at a glance that this was a fake certificate.

Dabao said: "I'll go back and ask my grandfather, you wait for my call." ”

After Dabao finished speaking, he rode away on his motorcycle.

Minglang followed him in his car, then watched him enter the village, while he parked his car outside and waited.

——Lao Tzu is the dividing line between leaving a message, collecting a ticket, and adding a ticket -

Not long after, I saw Dabao driving out on a motorcycle, and there was an old man behind the motorcycle.

The old man had gray hair, many pleats on his face, and was wearing a gray gown, a pair of fat black trousers, and a pair of liberation shoes with a torn head underneath.

Dabao helped him get off the motorcycle, he walked over, and Minglang hurriedly got out of the car.

"This is my grandfather, he said that he knows Li Shangen!" Dabao introduced.

Zhen Yang looked at him blankly, and then opened the car door, "Old man, look, do you know my grandfather?" ”

The old man's eyes fell quietly on Ah Gong's face, and after looking at it for a long time, he sighed long, "Love, young brother, I can't think of goodbye, but it's already yin and yang!" ”

Minglang's heart tightened, "Do you really know my grandfather?" Is there anyone else in his room? ”

The old man raised his tired eyes and glanced at Minglang, "Are you his noble relative?" As far as I know, he was in his fifties when he left home, and he was not married, where did he come from? "Even if he leaves home and marries a wife, it is impossible for him to have such a granddaughter at his age.

"I was adopted by him!" Minglang replied, yes, it turned out to be adopted, but she always thought she was his own granddaughter, but she didn't care anymore, her biological was not even one ten-thousandth of his.

"Hey, he's still so soft-hearted," the old man said, "Find a place to talk, there are people in his room, brothers and nephews, but I'm afraid I can't tolerate him!" ”

Minglang was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask again, but Dabao said: "This matter is a long story, let's find a place to talk about it!" ”

Minglang hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay!" ”

The three of them found a restaurant, the kind of store with only a few old tables, no customers, and occasionally people came to eat a bowl of dog meat noodles and drink a glass of water and wine, and then left.