Because his grandfather refused to help, he often saw Li Moyi's neighbors and relatives who couldn't help but give him a roll of his eyes.

Usually good playmates are alienated from Li Moyi, and only Sister Yan is still willing to play with him.

Sister Yan is two years older than Li Mo. It's his next-door neighbor's child.

For some reason, the death of the village never happened again, and everyone gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Grandpa was worried all day long, sighing and sighing.

That morning, Li Moyi went to the next door to look for Sister Yan as usual, came to the door, and found that the door was open, he called a few times, no one answered the door, and entered the house.

The aunt came out of the living room, her eyes were red, and she looked at Li Moyi very strangely, as if she was angry, and she didn't seem to be angry, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.

"Auntie, where is Sister Yan?" Li Mo asked.

The aunt's tears flowed, and some hoarse voices said, "Ah Yan is gone."

"Where did you go?"

"It's the same as Xiao Jiuzi."

Although Li Mo was very young, he immediately understood what the neighbor's aunt meant. He couldn't believe it.

Li Moyi walked into Sister Yan's room. The aunt and a few adults gathered in the room. When Li Mo approached, he saw Sister Yan lying on the bed.

"If it weren't for your grandfather's help, Ah Yan wouldn't have died!" Uncle yelled at Li Mo.

The aunt wiped her tears and said, "What are you fighting with the child?"

Uncle didn't say a word, looking at Li Moyi's eyes and still being very angry, feeling that he also had a common responsibility for Sister Yan's affairs.

Seeing Sister Yan motionless, Li Moyi's heart became more and more sad, and he blamed himself deeply, and he also felt that this matter was related to him. I couldn't help crying, crying more and more, and finally started crying.

Uncle looked at Li Moyi and stopped being angry. He just kept sighing.

That day, more than half of the people in the village went to Li Mo's family, and the village chief also went. It began with gentle persuasion, followed by threats and inducements, and even threats to drive them out of the village.

But Grandpa was just a cigarette gun and didn't say a word.

Until the evening, the grandfather did not speak, so he could only scold a few words to vent his anger and leave. This is very different from the "lively" personality of the grandfather in the past.

Grandpa didn't say anything. After dinner, he asked Li Mo to go to bed early.

Lying on the bed, Li Moyi couldn't sleep, and kept thinking about Sister Yan in his heart. Some people also blame grandpa, if grandpa had moved earlier, Sister Yan would not have had an accident.

As night fell, Li Moyi sat up on the bed.

"What for?" Grandpa asked.

"Pee". Li Moyi said.

"Come back soon."

Li Moyi left the house and went to the yard, instead of going to the toilet, he went to the fence, climbed the fence, and jumped out.

When it was dark, he dared to run up the mountain. Li Moyi knew that Sister Yan would definitely follow the old woman to Beishan tonight, since grandpa refused to save him, he must save it himself!

The faint firelight moved from a distance, Li Moyi hid behind the grass, looking at the firelight, although he was very scared, he knew that he must save Sister Yan!

The old woman seemed to walk slowly, but she was actually fast. She bent over and carried an old oil lamp. The vague figure of Sister Yan followed behind her.

When they approached, Li Moyi ran out of the grass and shouted, "Sister Yan! You can't go with her, run!!"

The old woman turned to Li Moyi. Her hoarse voice coughed, then looked at him expressionlessly.

At this time, Li Moyi's momentum disappeared, and he only remembered that he was facing the blind old woman. I wanted to run, but I wanted to save Sister Yan, but I didn't run, I was scared.

There was an old woman's stench.

Li Mo felt nauseous and covered his nose with his hand.

The old woman turned her head and continued to walk deeper into the forest.

"Stop, can't go! Come on!! Li Moyi hurriedly called out.

His shoulder suddenly twisted and he slapped him on the forehead.

"Disobedient! Slip out!! Grandpa whispered.

"Sister Yan went with that old woman, I want to save Sister Yan!" Li Moyi said anxiously.

Seeing the blue oil lamp getting farther and farther away.

"Sister Yan is dead! Come back with me!" Grandpa couldn't help but drag Li Mo back.

When Li Mo returned home, his grandfather's face suddenly changed. He urged Li Mo to open his clothes as soon as he came to the light.

"My little ancestor! I've always told you not to mess with that old woman, you're looking for death!" Grandpa almost cried.

Li Moyi had a faint black spot on his neck.

Li Mo was so frightened that he cried and asked his grandfather what to do.

Grandpa sighed and said that he didn't want to provoke the old woman, and said that if he changed the ending, he would have to bear the consequences, but now he had to take care of it. I don't know why, these words came out of his grandfather's out-of-tune mouth, and Li Mo felt that something was wrong.

The next day, his grandfather told Li Moyi that he would go out at noon and come back very late. Grandpa took Li Moyi to Sister Yan's house for a while, and told Li Moyi not to go anywhere until he came back.

At noon, Grandpa and a group of young and strong men from the village went to the depths of the North Mountain, taking a lot of things with them. As far as the eye can see, there are roosters, black dogs, ropes, wine, and a logging tool. There are still a lot of things in the bag.

Three days later, Li Moyi, who was originally healthy, became weak and sickly, and his grandfather gave him a jade pendant, saying that it was a life-saving charm and let him wear it all the time. And told him that from now on, when he sees the cemetery, he will take a detour and not go to a place where the yin qi is heavy.

As soon as Li Mo lay at home, he lost a lot of weight, like he had a serious illness, his whole body was white, his eyes were black, but the black spots on his neck disappeared, and it didn't hurt or itch.

Li Moyi didn't know what happened after that day, and he didn't know what happened after his grandfather went to the mountains with them. No one mentioned it. Only the top of the North Mountains was burned bare......

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The memories came to an abrupt end, and Li Mo fell asleep.

The next morning, Li Mo went to a paper shop to buy things for tomb sweeping, then got into the car and went straight to his grandfather's grave.

His grandfather died last year, and in his words, the end of his life was a happy funeral.

But he wasn't happy at all.

Before his grandfather died, Li Moyi was specially warned not to do that kind of ridiculous thing, not to hold any funeral, but to just bury him seven days after his death.

Li Moyi asked his grandfather why.

"I have no relatives," Grandpa said. "No one is going to come to the funeral, so why bother?"

Let alone.

"If no one comes, you're at a loss!" Before his grandfather died, he solemnly said to him: "I can't receive a red envelope, you make a fart funeral, you won't die!"

His grandfather is such a sincere man, of course, it can be said that grandpa's heart is too big, he doesn't care about anything, and he disdains those meaningless things.

The funeral was worthless to the grandfather, who would rather save some money for his grandson than spend it.

But in the end, Li Moyi didn't listen to him, he had a proper funeral.

It is true that none of the relatives had been there that day; Only the old man and the old lady who lived nearby came, and they walked around the coffin, looking at the body of their grandfather with regret.

So, why did the old man just leave?

Thinking of the past, Li Moyi couldn't help but laugh, leaning against the car window and smirking.

After coming to the old house in City A, his grandfather's biggest hobby for the rest of his life was to often go to the yard to tell stories to the elderly.

When telling gripping stories, the occasional stammering remark often amused older audiences.

Really, the books he tells are like cross talk, with a lot of vulgar jokes, sometimes full of fun, and he has to make a few sentences to set off the anger of the swearing.

Take, for example, the three countries he mentioned.

"Hey, his grandfather's, everyone, you don't know that when Liu Bei's grandson was messing around, he sold straw sandals for a living." When his grandfather was telling people books, his body language was very rich.

"He, one day, he happened to pass by a big red stall, and saw that the man was selling red dates, Liu Bei was not polite, he picked up a big red date, and explained to the boss, he said that there is no taste and it is not sweet at all, you say that this grandson is really shameless, and Liu Bang has a virtue, it can be said that he has become a hooligan and wins the world, speaking of Liu Bang, this kid..."

When he finished saying this, an old man in the audience couldn't help but remind him: "You digress! This is the Romance of the Three Damn Kingdoms!"

It's clear that his grandfather is not only out of tune in his life, but also just as unserious when he tells stories in front of an audience.

Although those old men and old ladies all had the idea of listening to cross talk freely, Grandpa didn't care, but was proud of himself.

Lao Tzu has so many listeners, isn't that remarkable enough?

According to his own account, one of the greatest moments of his life was the cultural event for the elderly in our community.

"Mo Yi, you little Bang Douzi don't know, that scene, Lao Tzu, I woke up and patted the wood, my mouth has not yet opened, the gongs and drums below are noisy, the red flag is crowded, God knows how many old ladies have taken a fancy to him, isn't the old man Wang on the next street because of this incident and made an enmity with him."

When Grandpa was in the hospital, he held his hand tightly, and when he said these words, his smile was indescribably bright, and his old Dragon Ball's face was slightly red, as if he was telling the proudest thing in his life.

At that time, he was so happy, fortunately Lao Wang was not in the ward, otherwise when he heard this, he must find his grandfather to fight hard!

Maybe it's also because his grandfather's personality is "lively", belonging to the temperament of an old naughty boy, and he was brought to such a big age, he didn't learn anything, only learned his specialty, nagging.

In his words, making others laugh is a skill. Making yourself laugh every day and living easier than others is a real skill.