After breakfast, Liu Xingmei began to put a large cloth pocket with the necessary things for going to the grave. The big cloth pocket has been worn out a lot, patches and patches, obviously some years, it has experienced a lot of holes and damage, and under the sewing of different colors, it has shown a great tendency to be red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, like the monk's tightly sewn and patched clothes, but it is not limited to monotonous colors and looks bells and whistles. When Tao Zhenkun was learning to hunt and go up the mountain, he was carrying it on his back. But this cloth bag did not belong to him, he knew that it had been used by his father, and he did not know when it was there. But what he didn't know was that when his grandfather and his father went hunting in the mountains together, his father carried this cloth bag on his back. And that time the father and son met a wolf, a white fox, and a blind bear, and experienced the danger of nine deaths. It is this cloth pocket, who is still reluctant to abandon him, who is still inheriting it, as if he is also inheriting the past deeds of his ancestors. At the same time, his father tried to remove the things left by his father one by one in front of his eyes in a new way, and it seemed that he also wanted to delete everything about his father in his memory, but for some reason he didn't destroy this cloth pocket, just so that he still needed to use it to install furniture when he went out to work? Maybe he found that everything he did was in vain, because the things in his memory could not be shaken off, or it was a kind of remembrance to simply stay!

Yes, what you can't refuse can only be accepted!

"I really want to go with you?"

"You'd better stay at home and take care of your mother! I'll probably come back later, I can't go in vain, maybe I'll come back from hunting prey, don't worry. ”

Tao Zhenkun carried the cloth bag on his shoulder, and carried the double-barreled shotgun, came to the courtyard, and untied the chain around the black tiger's neck. He turned his head and glanced at the mother who was standing outside the door of the house in a daze, and his eyes quickly moistened.

"If you can't beat it, you have to come back quickly!"

Tao Zhenkun didn't answer Liu Xingmei's words, and without looking back, he took the black tiger out of the gate, and his tears flowed. When he sees his mother's appearance, he will be heartbroken and sad!

It was my father who left my mother behind, and let my mother suffer the torture of missing this devil, so that people would go crazy. A disease like this can be cured by non-ordinary medicines!

The rising sun still faces all things in the world with a red smiling face, and seems to show its benevolent and loving mind. In this season of revival of plants and trees, there is still a slight chill in the air that does not want to leave.

In the distance, you can see the figures walking on the Queqiao, judging from the things they are carrying, they are all heading to the cemetery in the mountains and forests. He is a withdrawn person who does not want to be in the company of others, so he tries to avoid it if he can. In the early hours of the morning, I didn't expect anyone to be earlier than him?

From a distance, the woods have been painted a faint green by the hands of the Spring Maiden. After experiencing a few hazing infiltration, the soil began to give birth to artemisia shoots, as if half-concealed and half-hidden, just like Han Yu's poem "The grass color looks close but there is nothing".

At this time, the cuckoos were like stragglers in the mountains and forests, and in the villages, they were all like long-tongued women, spreading the short stories of their parents over and over again. The sunshine of Hexi came with the seduction of a flirtatious beauty and kissed every face on the earth impartially.

In this season, migratory birds have not yet migrated from the south to the north, such as: wild geese, swans, mallards, cuckoos, orioles, black-tailed gulls, wild geese, bean geese, mallards, shelducks, spot-billed ducks, and sherbilled ducks. When the real spring flowers bloom, that is, when they are full, you can listen to their noisy cry on the banks of the fairy river in the early morning, which can be said to be the most beautiful sound in the world, blending with the sounds of nature, composing a pleasant and beautiful chapter.

However, when it comes to the first migratory birds, it is not swallows, but cuckoos. At this time, the cuckoos have been like stragglers in the mountains and forests, in the villages, they are all like long-tongued women, spreading the short stories of their parents over and over again. The rising Hexi Sunshine kissed every face on the earth impartially with the seduction of a frivolous beauty, including Tao Zhenkun.

A male pheasant was standing on his father's grave, shaking his beautiful feathers and flapping his wings and croaking, and when he saw a man and a dog coming, he flew away in fright.

The cemetery that appeared in his eyes also had a new look, because each grave was filled with new soil. It looks like all the graves are new, and it seems that it is impossible to distinguish between the dead who come first and come first. Because a few days ago, there was a rather strange thing, in the place of this tomb, suddenly a big whirlwind, that is a miasma of black smoke, rare is to touch the ground, born in place, lost in place, just a moment of work, almost all the graves were leveled, this bizarre scene I don't know what it portends? People were surprised and had to rely on vague memories to find signs that could be identified and confirmed in the cemetery that they thought were their own, and marked them with sticks or stones, because most people's graves did not have a monument as a basis, and the next day they came with pickaxes and shovels, and re-shaped the graves that had been razed to the ground by the wind in the form of sand sculptures, and the filling was enlarged, trying to restore the original appearance, but it looked so out of place! Among those who witnessed the whirlwind, including Tao Zhenkun, this strange phenomenon made people panic for days.

Tao Zhenkun copied the shortcut, so he arrived earlier than others. After burning paper for his ancestors, he finally stood silently in front of his father's grave for a while, and then he knelt down and placed an offering on a smooth stone in front of the tomb, two steamed buns, three sticks of incense, and a wine cup. Then he took out a bottle of wine from his cloth pocket, unscrewed the lid and filled the cup with wine, and then lit incense and a stack of burning paper with a match, and turned it over with a branch until it was all reduced to ashes.

The people who came to sweep the graves one after another, formed a procession on the mountain in an endless stream. People did not carry pickaxes and shovels, but they all carried burning paper and offerings, and completed the memorial ceremony in a kneeling posture in front of the graves of their ancestors.

Tao Zhenkun sat on the ground, and the black tiger squatted beside him obediently. He picked up the wine bottle and touched the wine cup and said, "Dad, let my son accompany you to the bar!"

He took a sip from the bottle, then poured out the cup and refilled.

In his heart, he has a lot of words to say to Jiuquanxia's father, but when the words come to his mouth, he doesn't know what to say! Grandma was hacked to death by thunder, the second aunt became mute, grandpa went out to work for many years and now his whereabouts are unknown, his father died in a coffin by himself, and the mother who was overly sad was crazy and leprosy again. Could it be that the fate of the Tao family is so mysterious and unpredictable?

At this time, he really wanted to cry without tears, or he didn't dare to cry in front of his father's grave, for fear that his father who knew about him would see his vulnerability!

Even if there are tears in the eyes, you have to let them flow into your heart.

He couldn't predict what the Tao family would be like in the future, and he didn't want to face a grave to promise his father how to be filial to his mother, nor could he pour out his inner depression and strapped days. He wanted to comfort his father under Jiuquan with a calm and free smile, but he couldn't do it hypocritically and calmly!

Only fate can arrange people, but people cannot arrange fate. Fate has always wanted to support and control people, but people have always wanted to get rid of the unsatisfactory arrangement of fate, and in the end they only ended up with a single life!

Isn't it?

And so it can only be!

In addition, how can we reasonably analyze the fate of people?!

made Tao Zhenkun deeply feel that he was tightly bound by the fate of fooling people, and he wanted to break free but couldn't do anything!