The day before the funeral, Liao Zhaodi's mother Guo Huili came to mourn.

After the incense, she called Liao Zhaodi aside, and the first thing she said was: "You go and pack up and go back to Nancheng with me." ”

The purpose of her coming was to bring Brother Liao back.

Liao Zhaodi only said: "I'll talk about it after the funeral." ”

Guo Huili swallowed the words that came to her mouth for the time being.

Liao Zhaodi went to the kitchen, filled a bowl of porridge, and brought it to the old lady's house. The old lady fell ill and did not get up for a day, nor could she eat.

"Grandma," Liao Zhaodi walked to the bedside with the porridge, "get up and drink the porridge." ”

The old lady sat up and took the bowl: "I don't need anyone here, smile, your mother is rare to come once, you go and accompany her." ”

Liao Zhaodi sat down on the edge of the bed and took a spoon to feed the old lady: "She doesn't need me to accompany her." ”

The day of the funeral was a sunny day, and according to custom, people in the same village would go to send it off.

Rong Li didn't really want Xu Tanxi to go: "It's okay not to go?" ”

Xu Tanxi shook his head: "I want to send him." ”

Rong Li blocked her at the door of her room: "The cemetery is on the mountain, the road is not easy to walk, and it is very far. ”

She looked at him with misty eyes: "I want to go." ”

Rong Li had no choice: "Then you go and change your shoes." ”

"Okay."

Xu Tanxi went to change into a pair of shoes suitable for walking mountain roads.

The funeral team will pass by Huaqiao Street, walk along the old street, and walk to Guizong Mountain, which is connected to Yucong Snow Mountain. There is a piece of land on Guizong Mountain that belongs to Zhuluan Rong Village, where the deceased are buried, and Rong Peng's parents are also buried there.

There are some funeral customs in Xiangyun Town, and the funeral team passes by someone's house, and if someone is there, they will set off a firecracker.

The street is a grocery store, the proprietress wants to go out, before going out, she specially told her son who played games: "Yangyang, I want to go out, I put the firecrackers on the table, and when the funeral team passes by in front of the door, you will go and light the firecrackers." ”

The young man who was playing the game responded: "Got it." ”

"Hurry up and light firecrackers before the wreath passes."

"Oh."

Ten minutes later, the young man heard the sound of firecrackers and bands, quickly put down his mobile phone, took the firecrackers on the table and went out, and when the team carrying the wreath in front of him got closer, he lit the firecrackers.

Next to the grocery store is a children's clothing store.

The proprietress of the children's clothing store also came out with firecrackers, she was too timid to order it, and the young man went to help her light it.

The proprietress is four years old this year, and he doesn't understand what he's doing with such a bustle, so he said excitedly: "Mom, look, hit the gong." ”

The proprietress dragged her son to her side: "You stand on the side." ”

The child was very curious, so he asked, "Mom, are they going to pick up the bride?" "He's seen the bride being picked up, and the bride is to beat the gong and drum.

The proprietress immediately covered the child's mouth: "Shhh, you can't talk nonsense." ”

The wreath is in the front, eight people carry the coffin in the middle, and the relatives in the funeral are in the back.

Rong Guanguan obediently lay on Rong Li's shoulder, he wilted, his eyes were red: "Brother." ”

"Hmm."

Rong Guanguan is a junior and wears a white filial piety hat on his head: "Teacher Jing in the kindergarten said that people will live in heaven after they die, but Aunt Zou Jinxi said that when people die, they will become babies and come back." He wanted to cry but tried to endure it, "Is that to live in the sky, or to become a baby?" ”

It will be buried in the soil and become a pile of white bones, and after a hundred years and a thousand years, it will become a handful of loess.

Xu Tanxi replied on behalf of Rong Li: "I will live in heaven for a few days, and then I will come back as a baby." ”

Rong Guanguan tilted his head and lay on Rong Li's shoulder: "Then Brother Rong Peng will also come back?" ”

Xu Tanxi said: "Yes." ”

Rong Guanguan was comforted a little.

"Are you tired? I'll hold you for a while. Xu Tanxi felt sorry for Rong Li and hugged all the way, the mountain road is not easy to walk, and it is even more difficult to walk with a person.

"Not tired." The person behind suddenly walked faster, Rong Li freed up a hand and pulled Xu Tanxi to his side, "Does your foot hurt?" ”

Xu Tanxi shook his head.

When they arrived at the cemetery, the coffin was buried, the old lady Qiuhua fainted from crying, the people from the fire brigade came, and all the big men cried indecently.

Guo Huili pulled La Liao to recruit his brother: "The person has also been delivered, let's go." ”

As if she hadn't heard, she took the neatly stacked hijab out of her pocket.

As soon as Guo Huili saw that it was red silk, she had a bad premonition in her heart: "What are you doing?" ”

Without saying a word, she walked to the grave.

Guo Huili grabbed her: "Crazy you!" ”

She turned her head and looked at Guo Huili: "When the hospital was on fire, you and Dad left me behind, and he took me out." ”

Guo Huili lowered her voice and said, "Then you don't need to be widowed for him." ”

Liao Zhaodi pushed her hand away and put the hijab on: "I am willing to widow him." She went to the grave.

Guo Huili shouted to her: "Recruit brother!" ”

Liao Zhaodi doesn't like her name very much, she doesn't like to be called Zhaodi, Rong Peng always calls her smile, grandma also calls her smile, even Guan Guan will call her laughing sister-in-law, why her own mother doesn't know it, I don't know how much she hates the name Zhaodi.

She went to the grave, covered her hijab, knelt down, and kowtowed three times. Under the hijab, she still couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

Everyone was stunned.

Xu Tanxi noticed the words engraved on the tombstone at this time.

Wife: Liao Xiaoxiao.

After the funeral, the guests dispersed.

In the evening, Guo Huili hadn't left yet, and was still in the room to persuade Brother Liao Zhao: "You listen to your mother's advice, drain the child, go back and start again, anyway, now that the month is small, it is easy to drain away." ”

Liao Zhaodi is still wearing filial piety, she said: "I will give birth to the child." ”

Guo Huili felt that her brain was not clear, and she was dreaming: "There is only one old lady left in their family, who will raise the child after it is born?" ”

"I raise it myself."

Liao Zhaodi didn't read anything, before she was with Rong Peng, she worked in an electronics factory, the salary was very low, and she wanted to raise her own children In Guo Huili's opinion, it was simply a fantasy and self-inflicted guilt.

"I think you're crazy." Guo Huili's face was very stinky. "Do you know what you're doing? You're only twenty years old, you still have a long life to go, and you'll meet other suitable people in the future, so why spend yourself here? If you give birth to a child, it doesn't matter if you don't take it with you in the future, if you take the child with you, how can you get married? You are young now, and you are carried away by love, but when you want to find someone to live with in the future, you will definitely regret it. ”

Outside the room, Mrs. Qiuhua did not push the door in, she carried a sturdyly tied red plastic bag in her hand, and went back to her house on crutches.

The plastic bag was full of money, which she had saved all her life's savings.

In the evening, the old lady barely touched the rice, and Liao Zhaodi brought a bowl of soup to her house: "Grandma, I saw that you didn't eat anything at night, so I warmed some soup for you." ”

The old lady sat up and beckoned, "Smile." ”

"Hmm." Liao Zhaodi put the soup on the chair next to him and sat on the edge of the bed.

The old man under the light was full of white hair, the corners of her eyes were full of wrinkles, and her eyes were vicissitudes and kind: "You are only twenty years old, and you still have a long way to go, grandma has already entered the coffin with one foot, and there are not many days to live." ”

Liao Zhaodi soured: "You will definitely live a long life." ”

"Forget about being 100 years old, I don't want to live that long." The old lady held her hand, her eyes were gentle, "No matter what you decide, grandma will not complain about you, and you don't want to go, if you feel sorry for Rong Peng, when he sacrifices the day in the future, you will come to see him." ”

Brother Liao Zhaodi's eyes turned red instantly: "Grandma......"

The people in the village are guessing, guessing whether Liao Zhaodi will kill the child, and if he can leave a queen for Rong Peng after birth, it is not a great crime if he is not born, after all, she is only twenty years old.

On the afternoon of the second day after the funeral, Guo Huili left Xiangyun Town, leaving Liao Zhaodi behind.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the clouds covered half the moon.

The lights in Xu Tanxi's room were still on, and the curtains were half-drawn and half-open. Rong Li stared at her window outside the courtyard for a while, took out his mobile phone, and sent her a WeChat message.

Rong Li: [杳杳]

She quickly returned.

Xu Tanxi: [Hmm]

Rong Li dialed the phone: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

Xu Tanxi seemed to have gotten into the quilt, and her voice was like being muffled, rustling, and a little angry: "I had a dream, and then I woke up from the dream, and I couldn't sleep." ”

Rong Li looked at her window: "Come down and open the door for me." ”

Xu Tanxi reacted for a few seconds: "Wait for me." ”

Afraid of waking Li Yin'e, she went downstairs lightly, opened the door lightly, and opened a small crack that people could pass.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

Her voice was small, as if she were whispering.

Rong Li closed the courtyard door and led her upstairs: "There are a lot of things to return after the funeral banquet, and I am helping." ”

"What about Guanguan? Slept? ”

"Sleep."

He entered her room and closed the door.

In the dead of night, lonely men and widows are in the same room, Xu Tanxi didn't know that he would be so bold before, and he was not reserved at all.

The ladies and etiquette taught her by her aunt, when she met Rong Li, she was thrown out of the clouds.

Rong Li entered the house, went to close the window first, and saw that she only put a thin knitted cardigan over her pajamas, and he touched her face with his hand: "Aren't you cold?" Lie down in bed. "Her face is all icy.

Xu Tanxi obediently went up and lay down.

Rong Li pressed the gap in the quilt to prevent the wind from penetrating, he pulled a chair and sat on the edge of the bed: "Tell me, what dreams did you have?" ”

She was wrapped in a quilt, revealing a face, really a palm, her eyebrows were exquisite, her style was charming, and she was like a painting.

"I dreamed of Rong Peng, and I dreamed that he was wearing a firefighting suit and calling me inside the fire."

Rong Li bent down, his elbows propped up on the edge of the bed, he put his hand into her quilt, and waited until it was warm before shaking her hand: "Isn't you scared?" ”

As soon as the funeral ended, she dreamed, Rong Li was worried that she was frightened, and couldn't help but say to her: "I told you not to go to the mountain, you have to go." ”

He simply kicked the chair away, squatted over, and lay his hand on the side of her bed: "There is an old man in the village who knows how to do things, do you want to invite her to show you?" Where to burn a paper or something. ”

When he was a child, if he was frightened and sick, his mother would also come to see the village goddess, who would tell her where to burn the paper, and after burning the paper, she would pick a handful of grass from the place where the paper was burned and bring it with her.

Xu Tanxi was lying on his side, his eyebrows were elegant, and he looked at him carefully: "Sir, you are so superstitious." She's laughing.

"I'm not superstitious."

He never believed in ghosts and gods.

"Huh," he said, with his hand in the quilt, gently squeezing her palm and rubbing the calloon on her hand, "you made me superstitious." ”

When you care too much about someone, when you are too afraid that you will not be able to grasp it, you will start to believe in God and Buddhism, and believe in everything that may make her good.

Xu Tanxi's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his vision began to blur: "Sir." ”

"Huh?"

"I'm sleepy, can you wait until I'm asleep before leaving?"

Rong Li brushed the hair from her ears: "Okay." ”

She closed her eyes, her breathing slowing down.

After a moment of silence, she began to have that dream again.

In the dream, Rong Peng was wearing an orange firefighting suit and shouting: "Madam! ”

"Ma'am!"

She turned around, wearing a hospital gown.

Rong Peng wore a fire mask on his face and gloves on his hands, beckoning to her: "Here!" ”

She walked over in a daze, looking dazed.

In the dream, the fire burned very strongly, and the smoke covered the silhouette of the person, Rong Pengsai gave her a towel to cover her mouth and nose, and he pointed to a road: "It's safe to go down from here." ”

She followed the path he pointed, mechanically.

Rong Li hadn't left yet, squatting beside her bed. She was sweating, her brow twisted, and she slept restlessly.

"Nothing."

"Nothing."

He called twice, and she didn't wake up, but gradually calmed down. He lifted the quilt up a little and covered her. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and grabbed his hand.

"Rong Li?"

Her eyes were sharp, staring at him: "Are you Rong Li?" ”

Her eyes were very unfamiliar, they were sharp that Rong Li had never seen before, and she grabbed his hand with great force.

Rong Li didn't know if she was still in a dream: "It's me, what's wrong?" ”

She closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

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The plot of recruiting my brother after the funeral, after I finished writing it, I wanted to delete it again (because it has little to do with the main plot), but I still can't bear it, that paragraph is too realistic, and it feels very deep, it is what happened around us.

Salute to every firefighting hero!