"My parents died very early and crashed. But I'm not like you, I didn't feel anything when they died. ”

Avi deliberately put on a fierce look, "I'm like this, isn't it very inhumane." ”

"Heartless, heartless." I'm kidding.

The funeral in the village was like a wedding.

I finally knew why so many people popped up as soon as my father died, and they were all villagers who came to watch the funeral.

Everything was arranged, and all I needed to do was to kneel in front of the mourning hall all the time. I also don't want to deal with these strange and hypocritical faces. They didn't even show a hint of sadness, sitting around a table giggling and changing glasses.

According to the rules, the more lively the funeral, the more beautiful the deceased will be. So I invited a stage. It's a good show. The stage was propped up in the courtyard, and the sound of the play attracted all the portals in the village, and the crowd overflowed the road.

Under the bright moonlight

Scattered in the wilderness

There was a stage

Characters on stage

Red, red, green, and green move

Characters in the audience

Stand sparsely and clearly

Stage

The iron-headed old student planted a flag on his back

Do not somersault

Trick style

Xiao Dan babbled and sang

Offstage

Yawn and chat

Stage

The clown in the red shirt was whipped

Offstage

Laugh at the mourning sky

Stage

The old students sit and sing to make people suspicious

Offstage

The canopy boat is self-contained

It's just a first-class product

Second-rate presentation

The funeral lasted for three days before it was sealed. When the coffin was closed, I looked at my father's white-painted face, which was covered inch by inch. I also fantasized that he would sit up on the last piece of the sky and tell us with a smile that it was all just a joke. Corpse fraud, this supernatural phenomenon can only be achieved with swagger in the story.

I heard that the burial would not last long, and my father caught up with the last wave. A few men who had eaten and drunk for three days and had gained strength carried my father's coffin and walked after us, and I looked back from time to time and looked forward to the knocking sound in the lid of the coffin, and heard my father say that he had woken up. Without hearing me, I turned my head and kept walking, stopping every 100 meters, because the strong men had to stop to catch their breath. Xun An's figure looked much thinner than those people, but I didn't hear him gasping for breath. Every time I look back, he is as relaxed as if he was walking, and his eyes are as soft as ever.

Just like that, it stops and goes, and a simple journey delays the fate of going out of the west to learn scriptures. I was afraid that my father's body would be torn apart by them. When I finally reached the top of the hill that was said to be my own house, I put the coffin in the hole I had dug earlier, covered it with earth, and erected the tombstone, and after a burst of firecrackers, I heard everyone sigh of relief.

Looking at my mother constantly bowing and thanking me, I was always expressionless.

I think that after I die, I must not be so grandiose and grand, how easy it is to turn into ashes, I can hold it alone.