Long Xiao came back at noon on the third day, along with Li's father and Li mother and uncle Gu Cheng, who were going to stay in the city to take care of Fu Yuan's uncle.

"Mom, Dad, Uncle," Fu Hui brought them into the store, at this time the sun was poisoning, there were few pedestrians on the street, and she was the only one left in the store.

When Long Xiao didn't return on the second day, he called the store and told her that Li's father and Li's mother had asked the doctor, and after Uncle Fu was really hopeless, he discussed taking his uncle out of the hospital.

Rural people all believe that falling leaves return to their roots, and it is thousands of times better to die at home than to die outside.

"I didn't expect Xiaojuan to grow so big, when I first saw you, you were still a little ball holding a bottle and didn't let go." This voice is different from Father Li's hoarse old smoke voice, and it is also different from Long Xiao's steady magnetism, although the voice is a little empty, but it is gentle and elegant, just like a shallow stream in the green forest and mountains, singing in a low voice.

Fu Mo smiled, she was not easy to pick up this topic, and looked at him secretly.

The silver-white hair was mixed between the shiny black hair, and there were so many that the hair turned a light gray at a glance. He and Mother Li look like one with their mother and the other with their father, only those deep and thorough peach blossom eyes, as if carved out of a mold.

Gu Cheng is more than ten years younger than Li's mother, and he is only in his forties this year, but the vicissitudes of life that emanate from his body are not what he should have at his age.

"It's a pity that your married uncle didn't rush back, don't be angry with your uncle, cough..."

"Chengzi, don't say it, Xiaojuan can't be angry with you." Mother Li was very worried when she saw him coughing again.

"Yes, uncle, how could I be angry with you..."

The five of them sat in the store silently, only Gu Cheng's cough sounded from time to time.

The car from the city back to the town will only send people to the entrance of the town, and Li's mother originally wanted to take Gu Cheng to rest in Fu Yuan's shop first, and then go home when the sun is weak.

It's just that Gu Cheng's cough is getting more and more fierce, and Mother Li thinks it's better to go home and let him rest. Gu Cheng's time is short, no one knows when he will swallow his breath, and if he dies in the store, he will always be a little unlucky.

After they left, Fu Mo simply closed the door and lay in the lounge with Long Xiao for a lunch break.

"Long Xiao, how long do you say Uncle can hold on?" Although she had just come into contact with Gu Cheng and didn't say a few words, the feeling of light ink like a chrysanthemum on Li Cheng's body made her can't help but want to get closer.

"The doctor said that there is still a month at most, and my uncle is now in an advanced stage, and he is determined not to go to chemotherapy, and his condition is not good." Long Xiao couldn't help but recall the scene when he saw Li Cheng in the hospital that day.

He lived in the innermost window of the four-person ward, and although there was air conditioning in the ward, it was still uncomfortable for the summer sun to shine directly on his body.

And he seems to be enjoying it very much, listening to the songs in mp3 with his eyes closed, and humming a few words from time to time, which looks like he is hospitalized, and he is clearly here for vacation.

"Oh," Fu Mo replied lightly.

That night, they had dinner at the client's parents' house.

When they went, it was not yet dark, it was gray, Gu Cheng was sitting in the living room watching the news broadcast, and he frowned from time to time when he heard that the situation was unstable.

"Uncle, we're here." Fu Wei was changing her shoes at the door, and Long Xiao was calling behind her.

"Eh, come and sit down, your father's meal will be ready soon."

"Where's Mom?" Fu Wei went into the house and walked around, but she didn't see Mother Li's figure.

"Your mom went out to buy lo-mei!" The range hood in the kitchen was on, making a roaring sound, and Father Li was afraid that they wouldn't hear it, so he deliberately drilled his head out of the kitchen, and hurried to see the dishes in the pot after roaring.

"Xiaojuan, come with me." Gu Cheng brought Fu Wei into the guest room, and after Fu Hao came in, he closed the door.

The guest room was temporarily cleaned up by Li's mother, and there were a lot of sundries piled up next to the bed. Mother Li originally wanted him to sleep in the room between Fu Hui, but he refused.

He's a dying man, and he doesn't need anything that good.

There is a custom in the countryside that after death, not only the deceased should not only burn the paper house, but also burn his bed on the day of burial, so that the deceased will have a home and a place to live underground.

Gu Cheng carefully avoided the debris on the ground, and reached out to take a leather bag from the bedside. He sat on the edge of the bed, and motioned for Fu Tao to come and sit down as well.

"Uncle, you..." Before Fu Qian could ask, Gu Cheng sat there and said to himself.

"I know you're a good boy, so I called you over because I have something to say to you." Gu Cheng said and slowly unzipped the purse and poured the contents on the bed.

Notebooks, gold-rimmed glasses, eye drops, and a wad of unknown paper.

Fu Mo didn't understand what he was going to do, so he just looked at the pile of things curiously, waiting for his next move.

Under Fu Tao's gaze, a pale and skinny hand took the notebook and pushed it towards Fu Tao, and that hand, together with the other one, gently put the glasses and eye drop bottles on the paper, and then pushed them together towards Fu Tao.

"You don't have to be so nervous, I just want you to do me a favor." The corners of Gu Cheng's mouth went up, with a little smile.

Fu Wei looked at Gu Cheng in surprise, waiting for his next step.

"The notebook is for you, but you can't open it now, and when I die, you can read it again."

？？？

I can't open it now?

"These things are left for me, I hope that after I die, you can dispose of them according to what is written in your notebook, oh yes, don't tell your mother."

"Why didn't my uncle tell my mother?" Fu Mo couldn't help but ask him, just asking her to help deal with something wouldn't be a big deal, right?

"Hehe," Gu Cheng chuckled, looking at Fu Hao with dark eyes, a faint smile flowing in his eyes.

"It's not that you don't know your mother, you can't hide things and can't bear it, if you tell her, don't say that she is going to see it tonight, and you have to take it away." After saying such a long sentence, Gu Cheng was also a little uneven, and he rested for a long time before speaking again.

"Okay, that's all I want to ask you for, can Xiaojuan promise to help her uncle?"

His gaze was gentle and deep. has a peculiar attraction, and Fu Wei doesn't know if he has fallen into any evil. The ghost made God almost nod.

"Okay."

Hearing his satisfactory answer, Gu Cheng's smile completely spread on his face, just like Fu Wei had seen on TV, the mountain that originally only had sporadic peach blossoms bloomed all over the mountain in an instant.

The tear moles at the corners of his eyes also rose with the movement of his facial muscles, more vivid and powerful than before.

"Thank you, Xiaojuan."

…

After that, Li's mother often took Li Cheng to sit in the store, and Li Cheng would also talk about his experience outside the home when they were free, and began to teach them how to use computers.

Fu Wei learns quickly, but Long Xiao only has a primary school degree, and he has forgotten all about pinyin for so many years, and now he has to learn it from scratch.

"You must study carefully, you will be able to use the computer when the time comes, it will be very useful," Gu Cheng paused after speaking, and gave another example. "When the time comes, you can chat with others online, not only in China, but also with friends abroad."

"It's really that good to be able to chat with people abroad?" Mother Li's eyes widened on the side and asked Gu Cheng for confirmation.

"Yes, sister, you can also learn, and then meet other friends."

As soon as Mother Li heard that Gu Cheng wanted to let herself learn, she immediately waved her hand, "No, no, I'm old, let's let them learn young." After speaking, he didn't wait for Gu Cheng to persuade him again, and ran to the toilet.

Gu Cheng smiled dumbly, his sister is not afraid of heaven and earth, but she is afraid of learning, so that she can't recognize a few words now.

He turned to Fu Wei again and asked, "Xiaojuan, do you remember your childhood dream?" ”

Dream? Fu Wei's dream when he was a child was to find a stable job in the Interstellar Alliance and then spend the rest of his life leisurely.

As for the client's dream, it is probably to make a lot of money as a star?

"You, do you remember what you wrote when you were a child? You said that you hope to be able to buy snacks without going out in the future, and you can play at home for the rest of your life. Thinking of Fu Wei's childish words, Gu Cheng couldn't help laughing.

Even Long Xiao next to him trembled slightly with laughter.

Fu Wei lowered his head in embarrassment, extremely embarrassed.

Gu Cheng didn't continue to laugh at her, and sighed with her: "But now you can really buy snacks without going out, and now with TB.com, it's not only convenient to buy things, but also to sell things." ”

The speaker had no intention of listening, and when he heard that he could still sell something, Fu Wei immediately asked, "Then can we also sell it?" ”

When Fu Yu asked, not only Gu Cheng looked at her in surprise, but even Long Xiao, who was still struggling with the computer keyboard, raised his head and looked at her with shock in his eyes.

TB Sell Stuff Online?