"What do you little Nizi think, let's go home first!" The second uncle's loud shouts and almost perfunctory answers did not convince Qin Yue. But at this moment, both the uncle and nephew tried to restrain themselves from thinking or at least not saying anything related to death or death, and remained silent.

It's a short stretch of road, and it only takes about 40 minutes to ride a motorcycle! Moreover, the second uncle also rode very fast. On this day, Qin Yue felt that this road was extremely long.

Due to the second uncle's silence, Qin Yue had no choice but to remain silent and didn't dare to ask again! Although the worst result has not yet been determined, from the second uncle's sudden braking action, Qin Yue can feel that it must not be a good result! Otherwise, my mother would not have asked my second uncle to rush to school to pick her up and go home.

When I got home, there were already a lot of people gathered in the house. Before he could enter the house, his mother, who hurriedly came out of the house, took out a crumpled note from her coat pocket and handed it to her, "Go, go to your eldest man's house and call your sister to come back quickly, the sooner the better, go quickly!" "Qin Yang and Qin Yue are called the village chiefs.

From her mother's incoherent expression, Qin Yue was even more sure that something big must have happened in the family. The village chief's house is about a 10-minute walk from Qin Yue's house.

Along the way, Qin Yue tried to control herself, trying not to think about death-related matters, but she had to think about what reason to find for her sister to come back? Her mother didn't tell her why, and she didn't know it yet. Therefore, she didn't know what kind of reason she should give her sister to tell her to call her back.

Seeing that she had arrived at the door of the village chief's house, Qin Yue had no choice but to walk in. The wife of the village chief, a fifty-year-old woman called the eldest grandmother by Qin Yueguan. Hearing Qin Yue say that she was going to make a phone call, unlike the usual one with a face, the eldest grandmother said very calmly, "You call, Xiaoyue!" ”

The phone called, Qin Yue heard the voice of a middle-aged woman who spoke Mandarin for Jia Sheng, according to the word Zhao written in front of the phone number on the note, Qin Yue politely called Aunt Wang, and also took the same Mandarin and said to the other party, "Please find Auntie to help me find my sister Qin Yue." ”

The Aunt Zhao on the opposite side immediately said that it was work time, and she could tell her if there was anything important, or ask Qin Yang to call after work.

Qin Yue asked about the time when she was looking for an aunt's factory to get off work, and Aunt Qin said that it was half past five in the afternoon. Qin Yue looked down at a small alarm clock placed next to the telephone.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "God, it's only two o'clock in the afternoon, and there are still three hours before the end of work!" But after all, because she was young, she couldn't do anything at all.

Under the plot, she had to tell the person opposite, "Aunt Zhao, you don't have to let my sister call back, after work, please tell her as soon as possible, and rush home immediately, the sooner the better!" I'm her sister Qin Yue! After saying this sentence in one breath, Qin Yue thanked the other party and hung up the phone in a hurry.

She left her six-dime phone bill on her desk. The village chief's wife came over and stuffed the money back into Qin Yue's pocket

In a deep voice, he said, "Child, take it, your family is already very difficult!" Qin Yue was a little stunned, but she still didn't refuse too much. After all, she's just a child.

"Why isn't my eldest man at home?" Qin Yue asked politely.

"Your eldest man went to your house to help!" After the village chief's wife replied to this sentence, she suddenly felt a little ashamed. She always felt that it was cruel and despicable to discuss her father's death with such a child. So, she changed her tone and said, "Your eldest master went up to the mountain early in the morning to pick up chicken firs." ”

The village chief's wife's rebellious answers made Qin Yue a little confused. But the only thing she knows for sure is that all the adults are hiding something important from her, consciously or unconsciously. Although she probably guessed it, she didn't want to believe it was true anyway.

Everything is a foregone conclusion, how to deal with it, in the end, you still have to face it. When she left the door of the village chief's house, she suddenly heard the screams of killing pigs not far away. The cry came from the direction of his own home. She wondered in her heart, "What kind of pig is slaughtered this summer?" ”

But sure enough, when she arrived at the door of the house, she saw several middle-aged men in the village freeing a pig that had just been slaughtered from the rope tied to the flowers, and carrying it to a large pot of boiling water.

Suddenly, Qin Yue seemed to understand everything. No one in the busy crowd paid any attention to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, even if she was the daughter of the most important of the deceased.

After all, we still have to face the facts that have happened. The originally narrow and dim mourning hall was now lit with candles. A coffin painted black with paint stopped in the center of the hall. If a person wants to go inside, he must turn sideways.

"Xiaoyue, come over and burn some paper money for your dad!" Aunt Qin Xianglan shouted at her. At this moment, Qin Yue was surprisingly quiet. She just listened to her aunt's instructions like a robot. Kneel in front of your father's coffin and sprinkle paper money into the burning brazier.

It's not that she doesn't want to cry, it's just that tears keep rolling in her eyes, but she can't make any sound in her throat.

"If you want to cry, cry out, cry out, don't hold back!" My aunt said on the side.

Qin Yue only glanced at her aunt with slanted eyes, and Douda's tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, but she still didn't say a word. He knelt on the ground and kept adding paper money to the brazier.

It seemed that everything was already doomed, but when he heard Zhao Minzhi say that there was a call to him, Qin Yang's heart trembled slightly. When she was sure that the number she dialed was the number of the village chief's house, especially when she had to go home immediately without any explanation, she did not hesitate to tick the personal leave column in the fake note, and the remarks wrote that she was going to her father's funeral!

When he held the fake note signed by the step-by-step supervisor, Qin Yang's palms were trembling! On the one hand, she must have something to do with her father in her heart before the family would let her go home. On the other hand, she comforted herself in her heart and didn't even say why

Maybe it's something else, right? At that moment, it was as if there were two puppies fighting in her heart! But in any case, there is only one thing she needs to do, and that is to go home.

With apprehension, before buying a train ticket home, Qin Yang still made a call to the village chief's house, but he didn't expect no one to answer. Qin Yang looked up at the clock at the top of the factory building, and it was six o'clock in the afternoon. At six o'clock in the afternoon in summer, the sun is still shining high. It makes sense that the village chief's family is not at home!

Qin Yang didn't think too much about it, she went to the nearest train agency and bought a train ticket home. After getting the train ticket, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and now, it should be completely dark in my hometown. Qin Yang found an official phone and made a call to the village chief's house. What she didn't expect was that the phone was still unanswered.

Suddenly, Qin Yang suddenly realized that something big must have happened in the village! Otherwise, it would be so late, and people would not be at home. The old family has an eternal habit, that is, whether it is a man or a woman, young or old. Whenever there is a little bit of red and white ceremonies and the like, I always like to join in the fun, and the one who can help is to help, and there is only one job for the old, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant who can't help, that is, to bring eyes to see the rare, and to eat and drink with mouths.

So, Qin Yang took a taxi to Guancheng Railway Station without stopping. The lights of the city have been lit up one after another. The car's dazzling taillights make it impossible to keep people's eyes open. It covers the sight of moving forward, and also covers the dream of moving forward.

When I arrived at the train station, there was still an hour and a half left before the train that Qin Yang had purchased started. Qinyang Lisuo, who is already familiar with the road, checks in the ticket, enters the station, and waits for the train.

However, it was obviously just a little more than an hour of waiting, but for Qin Yang, it seemed like a century. Perhaps, this is how it feels to live like a year! Life and time sometimes seem to be a fickle magician, who always likes to show their own variety in front of ordinary people. Time shortens happiness, but it magnifies suffering. And life is always interpreting to the world those who look beautiful, but in fact it is the bitter process of not going through thousands of rivers and mountains and not reaching the end of the cape, maybe in the end it will still come to an undesirable ending.

However, fortunately, because it is not the Spring Festival, it is not the peak period of the holiday. Qin Yang bought a hard-seat ticket.

There shouldn't be many people this time, but if there are few people and the seat next to you happens to be not sold, you can just lie down and sleep in two seats.

However, such a thought, Qin Yang was only for a moment. After getting on the train, she realized that there are still a lot of people who are lucky, so many that it seems to be like a needle. Later, Qin Yang realized that the reason why she was able to buy a hard-seat ticket was only because someone had just refunded a ticket at the moment she bought the ticket, and she was lucky enough to grab the ticket that was returned.

For Qin Yang, who only wanted to go home as soon as possible, the fatigue of the journey was only for a moment. And she tried to keep herself from thinking about the worst. However, the father lay down

The scene on the sickbed still flashed in her mind like a movie.

In a hurry, Qin Yang still returned home after nearly two days.

After Qin Yang arrived in the town, he called a human-powered tricycle to go home on his own, and gave the master eight yuan! The June sun bakes the earth like a furnace, whitening the muddy country roads! Originally, Qinyang Box asked the tricycle master to drive to the door of his house.

But when she was far away, she saw a lot of people gathered in front of her house. Therefore, she said to the master, "Master, you can stop here, and I will just go down here!" ”

To be able to run a little less, the tricycle master is naturally unwanted. Turn around and smoke is gone! Thankfully, though, nothing was left behind. Due to his hurried departure, Qin Yang only took a small bag, and he didn't even bring a change of clothes.

In fact, just now, when he saw a lot of people coming in and out of the door, Qin Yang probably had a bottom in his heart. However, she still forced back her tears.

(End of chapter)

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