In 2003. In Yueyang, Hunan Province in September, the autumn is high and cool, and it is a good season for Dongting people to fish. After a few months of banning fishing, the fish and crabs in Dongting Lake are generally fat, delicious and juicy, and the fishermen go out early and return late, and they are very busy.

A few families are happy and a few are sad, on the shore of Dongting Lake, in the triangle community of Luxianting Street, the old Chen family is shrouded in sadness. Lao Chen, who just sent off his son and daughter-in-law last month, did not withstand the blow of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man a few days ago, and also drove to the west, and the residents of the triangle community felt sorry for the old Chen family.

What a good family, Lao Chen has been an honest teacher in Yueyang all his life, and he has won the respect and love of teachers and students. His son and daughter-in-law are all high-achieving students who graduated from famous schools in Beijing, and they both went to the difficult areas of Xinjiang for the cause of national defense.

A few years ago, when my son and daughter-in-law were going home to visit relatives, the plane broke down when passing through the nuclear explosion test area, and they were forced to land, suffering from nuclear radiation and causing cancer. Years of struggle still did not overcome the devastation of the disease, and in mid-August, his son Chen Guotao and daughter-in-law Zhou Qingyi passed away within three days. According to the last wishes of his son and daughter-in-law, Lao Chen Tou made the funeral simple after his death, and was cremated and sprinkled into Dongting Lake.

In other words, it is really not easy for Lao Chen, his wife had a difficult birth and passed away early, and he pulled his son with hard work to educate and become a talent. Finally, when his son got married and started a business, he retired. When he was raising his grandson for a long time, there was such an accident at home, which made people worse.

Old Chen, his body has always been healthy, and he has no illness or pain all year round. A few mornings ago, Lao Chen took his grandson Chen Chumo, together with his father-in-law Zhou Peng, to Dongting Lake to scatter ashes. Who would have thought that when I came back in the afternoon, people would leave as soon as they said they would go, which made people have to sigh that the world is unpredictable.

Chen Chumo has been living with his grandfather because his parents are very busy with work, and he is very close to his grandfather. Although the departure of his parents was also very sad, he did not feel so sad and helpless. Maybe it was the reason why his parents were in bed in those days that gave him early psychological construction. However, now that grandpa is gone, the home is gone.

Overnight, the world abandoned this 8-year-old child, and Chen Chumo's world seemed to be falling, making him breathless at a young age.

Yesterday, under the control of grandpa's old colleagues and students, grandpa was buried together in the cemetery of grandma in Baihe Cemetery, which finally put an end to the grief of the Chen family.

The Chen family has been passed down for several generations, and the people are thin, and as soon as the grandfather left like this, Chen Chumo no longer had relatives in Yueyang, and became a real orphan.

Chen Chumo and his playmate Yang Yutong just met in Lu Xianguan, and the two talked all morning. Chen Chumo didn't listen to the comforting words that Yang Yutong said. He only knew that he would go to Sichuan with his grandfather tomorrow, where in addition to his grandparents, there were also uncles and aunts, and of course, the little cousin who he had only met once for a few months. There are no more familiar teachers and classmates, let alone familiar grandfathers and parents. Thinking of everything strange there, the young Chen Chumo seemed to have a prickly needle in his heart, and he was uncomfortable and sour.

kept telling myself to be like a man, hold back and don't cry, how could I have the heart to listen to what Yang Yutong said.

Yang Yutong left, she only took half a day off, and she had to continue to go to school in the afternoon, and she stayed in Lu Xianguan alone. Chen Chumo likes this Taoist temple very much, he has liked it since he can remember, and his grandfather will bring him here to offer incense every New Year's Day. Take a good look at Lu Xianguan again, if it is possible, he wants to ask the Taoist chief here, if he will die soon. Because, after returning from the burial of my grandfather yesterday, I had a dream at night that I was also dead. After waking up, Chen Chumo was in a trance. I feel like I'm a different person, I don't know who I am and what I'm going to do.

After looking at Lu Xianguan, Chen Chumo returned to the stone bridge in front of the Sanqing Palace, and looked at the turtles and goldfish in the pool under the bridge in a daze. I remember that when I was 5 years old, I had an illness and I didn't get better after taking medicine several times. Grandpa took him to the vegetable market and bought a baby turtle to release here. I don't know if that clown turtle still remembers himself, but I remember you, there is a gap in the edge of the shell behind your little tail.

The turtle that was looking at the pool was stunned, and at some point, a bearded old man stood behind Chen Chumo. The thin body is covered in a loose robe, but it looks like a fairy wind and bones.

Lao Dao walked in front of the Sanqing Palace, and accidentally saw Chen Chumo standing on the stone bridge in a daze. I wanted to come down and remind the child to be careful, but don't get distracted and fall into the water. When he got closer, Lao Dao was unconsciously startled by Chen Chumo's appearance. Standing behind Chen Chumo, he sighed while trembling and pinching his fingers.

After a long time, Chen Chumo still didn't find his clown turtle. I couldn't say goodbye to his clown turtle, and I regretted it, so I had to leave stupidly. I also want to take a second look at the streets of Luxian here, and go to the market again. Wherever there is a grandfather with his own shadow, he has to go around.

I walked around and around, and I don't know how long I walked or how long I walked. When the neighbors saw this white and innocent child, they were all sad and compassionate.

They all like this child very much, he is well-behaved and sensible when he is young, and he is not noisy or noisy. When I see my uncle and aunt, my grandparents will say hello. Unlike other children, they are naughty and mischievous, and they don't remember to be greedy.

The neighbors all knew that the child had become an orphan and would go to Sichuan with his grandfather tomorrow, and they didn't know if they would be able to see each other again.

Xu is too nostalgic here, so he will go around in circles. It's also pitiful, so I won't bother him, let him take a good look at our Luxianguan street again. Occasionally, the owner of a small shop would stuff buns, fruits, and bottles of drinks in his hands.

By the time I realized that I had walked the streets of Lu Xianguan several times, it was already dark. Chen Chumo had no choice but to go home, to the house where he could no longer be a "home".

Entering the house, Chen Chumo found that the house was a lot empty. Some of the furniture was covered with thin cloth, and it seemed that my grandfather had ordered someone to clean up the house. But there are still many things there, which have not been moved, and are still in the old place. My grandfather's statement was that he only dealt with some clothes, bed quilts, and things that my grandfather used during his lifetime. As for the rest, when Chen Chumo grows up, he will deal with it himself.

At this time, his grandfather Zhou Peng was sitting on a wooden chair in the hall, talking with an old Taoist priest.

Haven't the rituals already been done? I'm going to leave tomorrow, and it's too late to do another ritual. Because it should be my grandfather who has nothing to do, I asked the old Taoist priest and asked. Chen Chumo was a little puzzled and guessed randomly. After saying hello to my grandfather and greeting the old Taoist priest, I went back to my room.

If Chen Chumo paid attention, he would have been able to recognize this old way. Yes, this old way is the old man with a beard that I met in Lu Xianguan in the afternoon.

"Chu Mo, Aunt He downstairs and Grandma Ma at the door just now brought some food. I've eaten with the Taoist, and there are a lot of warm pots for you, so if you're hungry, come out and eat some before you sleep. Zhou Peng shouted into Chen Chumo's room.

"Grandpa, I ate some outside just now, I'm not hungry now, I'll eat later." Chen Chumo doesn't have much appetite and eats very little these days.

"Okay, then you can rest first. If you're hungry, get up, and your grandfather will give you some heat before eating. Zhou Peng didn't force Chen Chumo to eat. When Aunt He delivered food, she said that when she visited the market, she saw Chu Mo also there. There were many people in the market who gave him food, telling Zhou Peng not to worry about Chu Mo being hungry outside.

Lying on the bed, curled up in a ball. This is a sleeping habit that I unconsciously developed after my grandfather passed away. After a day of shopping, he was really tired, and Chen Chumo quickly fell asleep.

It seemed that a thousand years had passed, and when Chen Chumo woke up again, he vaguely heard the outer justice saying goodbye to the flower-bearded man.

"The Chen family is highly virtuous, God will definitely let the Chen family survive this catastrophe. Your grandson will also grow up, live up to the Chen family style, and become a person of great virtue, I will sit and watch the changes. The flower-bearded Taoist said in a strong voice, as if he deliberately let Chen Chumo in the room hear it.

It's really a coincidence, as soon as I woke up, I heard such a comforting word from the hearts of the town. His mind was a little drowsy, Chen Chumo's expression was fixed, and his trance suddenly lightened a lot.

"Tuo Dao Chang Ji Yan, grandson Chu Moding will live up to expectations, grow up smoothly, and inherit the legacy of the Chen family." Zhou Peng replied.

"Mr. Zhou stays, farewell to the poor road, and meet again in Sichuan." After the Taoist chief finished speaking, there was a sound of opening the door, and the two of them went downstairs with a "click". Although the Taoist chief repeatedly resigned, his grandfather still sent the guests downstairs.

"Gollum, Gollum" Chen Chumo was still hungry. Get up and open the door and go to the kitchen to find something to eat. Turn on the pot, and the shallow heat will come to your face. In the pot there is a bowl of button pork, a few pieces of rice cakes, half a bowl of chicken, and a plate of sausages. Well, that's pretty good.

The houses in this area of the triangle are all staircases of 6 floors in the 80's and 90's. Zhou Peng didn't send the Taoist too far, and when he got downstairs, they separated.

When he just went downstairs, Zhou Peng heard the sound of his grandson opening the door, and he knew that his grandson had woken up. At this time, you can't let your grandson be alone more, he needs someone to accompany him.

When Chen Chumo brought the last dish to the table, his grandfather also happened to return from outside.

"I've slept and I'm hungry. Eat more, when you are full, your grandfather will put hot water on you and take a comfortable hot bath. Let's not think nonsense, eat when we want, sleep when we want. Zhou Peng entered the door and saw his little grandson serving food on the table, caressing Chen Chumo's head.

Grandpa also liked to touch my head like this when he was alive, Chen Chumo thought.

"When you arrive in Sichuan, let your aunt and grandmother cook food for you every day, and do whatever you want." Zhou Peng saw that his little grandson was busy with his own work, and there was no adult to take care of him, and he felt very guilty. In the future, we must make up for this little grandson a lot, and we can't let God treat this child badly.

"Grandpa, you can eat some too... No, grandpa..."Chen Chumo said habitually, realizing that he had made a mistake, and quickly changed his words.

Without the people of the past around me, I can't even speak well. I'm really incompetent, Chen Chumo blames himself for his slip of the tongue.

Zhou Peng did not mean to blame his grandson because of his mistake, but felt sorry for his grandson. It's really hard for a child to bear so much at such a young age.

In order to comfort his grandson, and also to allow his grandson to eat more. Zhou Peng pretended not to hear Chen Chumo's slip of the tongue, and said with a smile: "Well, grandpa is also a little hungry, so let's eat some together." ”