Chapter 2: The warmth and coldness of the world
Jiang Fulan helped her little niece take off her white clothes, and Jiang Yan'er's white clothes had also been taken off by the second aunt beside her, and then the white clothes of the five children were carried home by a neighbor, and then secretly hid in a place, and waited until the anniversary of the deceased to take them out and put them on.
The sacrificial offerings have begun to burn by the grave, and the fire suddenly rises into the air, which is the last gift from the Jiang family to Li Xiuzhen, with a papier-mâché yard and daily necessities, which is also the rule of Daze City.
The sun is noon, the sun in June is even hotter, the sun makes several children dizzy, it has been five or six is not a drop of water, even the adults can't support it, Jiang Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help but faint in the arms of her aunt, only nine years old to get a child, no maternal love, the sky of her soul is already far away, can't find a place to stay, this is not hypocrisy, in the future, you will see the child's grievances and helplessness.
In a few moments, a grave was erected in the field, like a mother looking from afar!
"Child, don't cry anymore, look at what your faces have become, hurry back, your father is still at home, without your mother, you still have your father!" Jiang Fulan looked at the grave not far away, so lonely and lonely, but life and death have been separated, the dead can no longer think about the living, and the living can no longer care about the dead, so that they can continue to live their lives.
"Auntie, where's Xiaoxiao?" Without the little sister, Jiang Yan'er felt cold, what happened to the little sister?
"Let your second aunt send it home, Xiaoxiao is too young, thirsty and hungry and fainted, look at your younger brothers and sisters, you can't hold on, Yan'er, you are the eldest sister, take your younger brothers and sisters home quickly!" Jiang Fulan really feels sorry for the children, all of them are like little flower cats, the mud on their faces, and the tears together, like the little beggars in costume dramas!
Jiang Yan'er looked at her younger brothers and sisters, tears couldn't help but flow, silently holding the hands of her younger brothers and sisters, looking back at her mother's lonely grave in the wheat field, surrounded by relatives, she turned around and walked in the direction of home.
Back home, Jiang Yan'er asked her younger siblings to wash their faces, and she went to the east wing where her mother lived when she was sick, where her mother's things were not packed when she was alive.
Opening the door, Jiang Yan'er was instantly dumbfounded, the room had been cleaned up, even her mother's clothes were gone, only an empty bed, and two small chairs, and her mother may only have left the faint smell of medicine in the air!
Who cleaned the room, Jiang Yan'er remembers, there is a bedside table here, and there is a photo of my mother on the bedside table, but now the bedside table is gone, and my mother's photo is gone!
"Yan'er, what are you doing here, hurry up and wash your face and eat, otherwise your body will not be able to hold it." A voice came from behind him, and Jiang Yan'er didn't need to look back to know that it was grandma coming.
"Grandma, why is my mother's picture missing, and that bedside table, there are still a lot of things on it that are my mother's, I want to see if I put it away." Jiang Yan'er said sullenly, feeling very hurt in her heart, her mother had just entered the ground, why did she have to throw away her mother's things in such a hurry, it was really chilling.
"Your father will be sad when he sees it, and you, grandma feels sorry for your children, see things and think about people, children, obedient, we and your mother are already two lives, yin and yang are separated, you can't think about your mother in everything in the future, everyone has to look forward!" The old lady feels sorry for her grandson, and even more so for her son, although the relationship between her son and daughter-in-law is not very harmonious, but she still lives a salty and indifferent life for the sake of the five children, but who would have thought that her daughter-in-law would have a thin life, and she would throw down this grandfather halfway, oops!
"Grandma!" When Jiang Yan'er heard her grandmother's words, she was very depressed, do you have to be forgotten when you die? Forget that there was once such a person in this world.
"Yan'er, don't blame grandma for being ruthless, your father is still young, only forty years old, you can't take your five children like this alone, it's too difficult!" The old lady stepped forward and wanted to take her granddaughter's hand and talk well, this child was delicate and would understand what she wanted to say.
"Grandma, I'm a little uncomfortable and want to go back to my room to rest!" Jiang Yan'er's heart was cold, and she unconsciously avoided her grandmother's outstretched hand, her heart seemed to be splashed down by a basin of cold water, and it was cold to her heart.
The old lady's hand was in the air like this, she took it back with some embarrassment, wiped it on the placket, quickly did not clean it, and wiped it hard, her eyes were a little confused, old, really old!
"Mother! What are you talking to your child about now, your brother and daughter-in-law have just entered the ground, you will clean up all her things, and let the child have a thought! Jiang Fulan heard the words of her grandparents and grandchildren, until the old mother's thoughts, her old man felt sorry for her son, but these children are also her grandchildren, just now there is no mother, grandma is like this, what should the children think.
"Your brother is too young to let him live alone with five children, what do you think of me, I feel sorry for my son! I, a white-haired man, sent a black-haired man, and my heart is already uncomfortable enough, why can't I feel sorry for my son! "The old lady has nowhere to get her belly on fire, this girl can always say a few words!
"Mother! I know that you feel sorry for your son, but your grandchildren are even more pitiful, there is no mother at a young age, and grandma is still like this, what do you say the child thinks, and what do you let the child think! Jiang Fulan was very helpless, she understood her mother's thoughts, but this was not the time.
"Okay, okay, I won't tell you, you hurry up and take care of a few children, I'll take care of my relatives and neighbors, and I'll come to help, I can't be cold!" The old lady waved her hand impatiently, she didn't say anything, the more she talked, the more angry she became, and she couldn't hurt her daughter, the old lady still understood.
The old lady walked into the yard, and the trembling figure made Jiang Fulan feel sad for a while, alas!
"Auntie, what do you mean by what grandma said? Throwing away all your mom's stuff? Jiang Yan'er saw that her grandmother was gone, and walked out of the room, there were no tears in her red and swollen eyes, there were too many things that happened, until now she didn't believe the fact that her mother left forever, just now grandma's words were like a dream, she didn't believe it, she didn't believe it at all.
"No, you forgot, your mother is still your grandmother's distant niece, whether it's your daughter-in-law's mansion or your distant niece!" Jiang Fulan walked over, took her niece's hand, and said softly, Poor child!
"What about Mommy's stuff? What about mom's picture? Jiang Yan'er pointed to the empty room.