Chapter 11: The Grave

Chapter 68 Chapter 11 Grave Lifting

Hu Xixi's heart was depressed, late at night, while Master Hu and Ah Xing were asleep, he got up alone and walked in the green area of the hospital, which is no longer the same as fifteen years ago, after the reconstruction, in addition to the distribution of buildings, many places are different, including this green belt.

When Huanhuan died, Hu Guanghong and the old woman disliked her and disgraced her, and did not let her body enter the door, so they had to let the funeral home go directly to the hospital to pull people, local customs, before or after death, the dead person must always enter the house, and he will not suffer after death, especially the older generation, especially believe in this custom, even if he is rescued in the hospital until the last minute, he will beg the doctor to give a heart booster, and he will hold on until he enters the house and meets the person he has met, and then he dies suddenly!

Hu Xixi is a local, and she is also very concerned about this custom, in her heart, she has always believed in the existence of souls, maybe as soon as she says it, everyone will think that she is not educated enough, so she believes in the existence of ghosts and gods.

This matter has always been haunted in her heart, and she always feels that she owes Huanhuan a lot. When she comes back this time, she must send Huanhuan's ashes back to the ancestral house for a trip to worship the ancestors before being buried separately.

She knew that the family would not allow it, but fortunately, her grandfather did not transfer the property rights of the house to them, so the house was still in Master Hu's name. Grandpa will definitely not object to sending Huanhuan home to ask the monks to recite the scriptures, and if those people object, she will not show mercy to her subordinates.

Too much disappointment will slowly turn into despair, and she knows that her tolerance has given them too many opportunities to hurt themselves and their grandfather. Hu Xixi doesn't have a bottom line, she doesn't look for revenge from you, it's for the sake of a blood and family relationship, it's just that you don't miss this love, so why should she care too much?

Her heart turned a thousand times, thinking of the pain Huanhuan had endured before her death, she was heartbroken, remembering that when they found Huanhuan, her stomach was already very big, her face was haggard, skinny and skinny, her eyes were frighteningly big, and her skin was yellow.

"Huanhuan, I've always felt guilty, I've learned kung fu, but I can't protect you!" Hu Xixi sat on a cold stone bench, burst into tears, hid his face and cried.

At that time, the doctor, if he had no money, he really couldn't save him, and Dr. Mazi said expressionlessly: "If the fetus is not in the right position, you must have surgery immediately, pay a deposit of 5,000 yuan, and enter the operating room immediately." ”

She couldn't take out 500 yuan, let alone 5,000 yuan, she returned to the gate of the Hu family, knelt in front of the door and begged Hu Guanghong to lend her 5,000 yuan, the old woman pointed to her nose and scolded her, and then slapped her to show her innocence, there was no such an outrageous and embarrassing granddaughter.

And Chen Yue'e held her son, who was a few years old, and looked at her coldly, with a smile on her lips, she said a vicious word: "That's because she is self-inflicted and can't blame others." ”

In the end, Hu Guanghong appeared, dropped two hundred yuan, and let her go, and the father-daughter relationship was severed.

When Hu Xixi trembled and heard the heart-rending screams coming from the delivery room, her whole body became cold, and the pockmarked obstetrician came out with the child in her arms and handed it to her, she remembered that he said a sentence, "The adult can't be saved, please mourn." ”

She mourned, but she hated, hated to the core, hated the people who bullied Huanhuan, hated the family's death, hated the indifference of the medical system, and hated the cold-bloodedness of Dr. Mazi.

"Huanhuan, if you have a spirit, at least tell me, how are you doing?" She whimpered lowly, she didn't dare to reveal her emotions in front of people, and now that there was no one in the night, she took off her disguise and let herself cry once.

Not far away, another pair of eyes stared at him hotly, he stood motionless in place, did not dare to step forward or retreat, after Gu Le went back, said that she spent the night in the hospital, the hospital was cold, there was no quilt to protect against the cold, he took a piece from the hotel, but to the ward did not see her, all the way to see, saw her sitting alone on the stone bench crying, at that moment, he was shaken, everyone thought that Hu Xixi was a strong and tough woman, but she also had a weak side.

There was a decision in his heart at the moment, he couldn't indulge his feelings to hurt her, no matter how uncomfortable it was, he could only choose to protect her silently and couldn't go any further.

Putting the quilt on her companion bed, he left quickly, not daring to linger any longer, everything should be a dream, waking up and dreaming!

Hu Xixi returned to the ward when she was more exposed, and when she saw the pure white quilt on the bed of the companion, she smiled poignantly, she was not mistaken, it was him, he didn't come forward, and she wouldn't stop him, this was originally a confused dream.

After I go back, I want to go on a blind date as soon as possible, sell myself, don't mislead others and yourself!

On the second day, Hu Xixi found Boss Zhang and asked him to find a few Nan Wulao (people who specialize in doing things) to dig up Huanhuan's grave, raise the ashes, and bring them back to the city after entering the house for worship.

Chen Tianyun and Gu Le and others all went together, this time to return to the hometown, moving the grave for Huanhuan is one of the themes, so I plan to do it with great fanfare and grandeur, in this place, please eat a meal when you get married, please eat a meal when you have a child, and the dead also have a meal, and when Huanhuan died, she did not invite her neighbors to eat, and when Hu's mother was dying, she always remembered that if the funeral was not done, the dead soul would not be at peace.

Therefore, Hu Xixi wants to officially put Huanhuan into the ancestral hall, let the champion recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, and let all the neighbors come to witness this, the champion is Hu Huanhuan's son, and she wants him to personally place Huanhuan's shrine on the Hu family's shrine!

This day is clear, blowing the southwest wind, the silly Dasha two have been worshipping Huanhuan all these years, weeding and trimming, in their hearts, Huanhuan's sister is like sleeping below, they take great care.

The grave is planted with pine trees and osmanthus, the pine tree is the pine cone near the ground to grow, the osmanthus is stupid and stupid two kinds of up, now it is the early spring season, the osmanthus tree sends out new leaves, green and delicate, vigorous.

And below, her Huanhuan is buried. Fifteen years ago, the scene repeatedly appeared in her mind, there was no money for the funeral, and she couldn't even afford a decent urn, it was Silly Da who stole the pickled cans from home, put the ashes into the jar, and then bought a pair of cheapest coffins, Hu Xixi held the urn, and Silly Dasha Er carried some funeral goods, in fact, they were Huanhuan's favorite clothes before his death, and there were also some things on his head, all of which were placed in thin coffins and went up the mountain all the way. At that time, the burial was canceled, and it was necessary to be cremated to ashes, but the customs could not be changed for a while, and the coffin symbolized promotion and wealth, so the dead must be buried with a coffin, which is also regarded as a home for the deceased.

Workers who specialize in grave digging were hired, and they were all long-term workers in the cemetery and were familiar with all the details.

Hu Xixi's eyes were sour, and she was supported by the champion to stand in front of the grave, the past hit her as soon as she felt resentful, her throat was fishy, and she was almost angry like a mouthful of blood spurting out.

Nan Wulao handed her a stick of incense, "Incense for the deceased, please let her let it go for the time being." ”

Hu Xixi knelt down with the champion and planted incense in front of the grave, "Huanhuan, I brought the champion back, look at him, he is already so big." She opened her mouth to say something more, her eyes were already covered by a layer of mist, she kowtowed, and she didn't get up for a long time, the champion pulled her, hugged her into his arms, and cried and said, "Mommy, don't be sad, we said that we won't be sad or cry." ”

Hu Xixi couldn't get up on her knees, crying and falling into the champion's arms, too many grievances could not be appealed, and her hatred and pain had been accumulated for too long. Mother and son hugged each other and cried, the people present couldn't help but feel sad when they saw it, Wanwan also cried a mess, and Gu Le hugged and comforted.

Chen Tianyun's heart tightened slightly, his eyes were fixed on Hu Xixi, his eyebrows formed a Sichuan character, he controlled the urge to step forward, remembering the lonely and miserable appearance of seeing Hu Xixi crying alone last night, he knew that he couldn't afford to give her what she wanted.

However, reason can't fight emotion after all, how can he watch Hu Xixi cry in the champion's arms and say nothing, he stepped forward, knelt in front of the grave and put on a stick of incense, and then helped Hu Xixi and the champion, Hu Xixi leaned on his arms, his body was paralyzed but barely supported, his iron arm forcefully wrapped around her waist, domineering her in his arms, Hu Xixi began to struggle, and slowly let him hold her, only allow her to indulge for a while, and when everything is fine, she will not indulge anymore.

Chen Tianyun whispered in his ear: "Be strong, you will be sad to see Huanhuan." Hu Xixi looked at him, his eyes had a deep and unspeakable pain, she could see that his heart was struggling, and she wasn't?

The grave riser gave a stack of paper money to hang in front of the grave, and then officially broke ground.

Several people dug together with a pull

After about ten minutes, a brown jar appeared, and there were some rotten coffins underneath, the coffins were dark and moldy, and there were earthworms climbing. Someone handed down a bottle of soju, and the man took the soju and poured it on the urn, and then the two of them lifted the urn and slowly raised it, and the person on it took it and placed it on the flat ground on the side.

Hu Xixi saw the brown urn, the pain was unbearable, they were poor back then, they couldn't even afford the urn, and they were wronged Huanhuan who lived in the pickle jar for more than ten years, "Huanhuan, I'm sorry!" Her tears just dried up, and immediately poured out again, and more tears were shed today than in more than ten years combined.

She bit her lip desperately to prevent herself from crying, her lip was bitten, blood dripped on his suit, the black suit did not see the color of the blood, and her whole body was trembling.

Chen Tianyun lifted her face with his hand, looked at her pained eyes, and wiped the blood from her lips with his hand, "Don't do this, don't do this, I will be heartbroken." ”

Hu Xixi bit her lip, she was stunned and didn't cry, her whole body trembled, her hands grabbed Chen Tianyun's clothes, her eyes stared at the urn, her stomach hurt for a while, she bent down, Chen Tianyun leaned over to her, and said worriedly: "Cry out, cry out, don't bear it, cry out!" ”

Hu Xixi shook his head, knelt on the ground, his face was pale, his body trembled, his lips were bitten, and blood droplets fell on his knees. ”

"Mommy, Mommy, I'm here, don't do this!" Seeing this, the champion pounced over and touched Hu Xixi's face, her whole body was trembling, her teeth were trembling, her heart hurt so much, Huanhuan, Huanhuan, you have lived in this pickle jar for fifteen years!