The funeral car picked up the bodies of Li Huizi's parents from the hospital, carried them slowly to the funeral home.

In the funeral car, Li Huizi grabbed her father's hand with one hand and her mother's hand with the other, and she felt that her two hands were like holding two ice cubes, and her heart was cold.

Her eyes were fixed on the blood stains on her parents' mouths that had not yet been wiped clean.

The clothes on her parents were dark gray shrouds that the neighbors had temporarily changed into when they had just come out of the hospital, and the bloodstained clothes had been quietly thrown away by the neighbors, and they were afraid that Li Huizi would be touched by the scene when they saw the clothes again.

"Mom, Dad, it hurt a lot, didn't it?" Li Huizi muttered to herself in her heart while silently shedding tears.

The driver driving in front of him secretly looked at Li Huizi from the reflector from time to time, and from time to time he shed a few tears and snorted his nose.

"Alas, this child is still so young and has no parents, how will he live in the future? The love in the world, the love of parents, is selfless. The driver thought to himself sadly.

Good people don't live long since ancient times.

Li Huizi still remembers that when she was a child, when she was hazy and sensible, it was also summer, and the neighbor's little aunt accidentally fell from the balcony on the second floor, and she was bleeding from her mouth and nose at that time, and she was gone before she was sent to the hospital.

At that time, Li Huizi was still young, and she didn't know what "death" was. Later, it was her mother who told her that because that aunt was so good, God would send her to heaven in advance to be a fairy, and no longer let her experience the tribulations of the world.

At that time, Li Huizi felt that she was really happy to be able to go to heaven to be an immortal like God.

When she grew up, she realized that when a person dies, he will no longer exist in this world, and that person's breath and memories will disappear with time, which is actually a very sad thing, and it will not make people feel happy.

Li Huizi looked at her parents all the way, silent tears still flowing, and the softest part of her heart kept asking back and forth: "Mom, Dad, did you also go to heaven?" Went to God's side? Can you see me in heaven? ”

The car of the funeral home stopped abruptly when it drove into the courtyard of the funeral home.

The neighbors reluctantly said goodbye to the bodies of Li Huizi's parents. And Li Huizi grabbed her parents' hands and still didn't mean to let go.

"Child, don't do this, it's very uncomfortable for everyone."

"Come, child, give your hand to Auntie, shall we let go?"

"Good, child, let go of your hands and be obedient."

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The neighbors were crying and persuading Li Huizi.

Some more emotional people just stood beside Li Huizi, looking at her distressed appearance, and they were already crying.

The whole funeral home was filled with the sound of weeping.

In the end, Li Huizi finally broke her two hands that were holding her parents in the condensation of the strength of her neighbors.

In an instant, like a mad lion, she desperately broke free from everyone's hands, looking at the bodies that were a little far away from her parents, she cried hysterically and shouted, "Mom! Father! Take me away, take me with you. Don't leave me behind, don't leave me alone. ”

I don't know if Li Huizi's cry disturbed the heavens? It was still sunny just now, but suddenly the clouds were thick, and the sky was getting more and more gloomy.

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When they came out of the funeral home again, Li Huizi was already holding a large urn in her hands, which contained the ashes of her parents.

According to the neighbors, it means to buy an urn for each of Li Huizi's parents, but Li Huizi refuses to let him. She wants her parents to be together forever and never separate, she wants to bury them together, and the ashes are to be mixed together. Her neighbors also respected her opinion.

When the group returned to the village, the neighbors in the village had heard the bad news and were standing in the street waiting for them, including Lee Ming-che.

Lee Ming-che was tinkering with his computer at home and his heart was broken when he heard the news.

When he now looked at the petite Li Huizi walking over with the urn, he finally cried uncontrollably.

Li Huizi didn't look at him, just silently walked home holding the urn, and Li Mingzhe cried behind him: "Uncle, aunt, it's home, it's home." ”

As soon as Li Huizi entered the yard, he saw that many enthusiastic villagers had gathered in his yard, and they were stacking big ingots and paper money for Li Huizi's parents with pieces of yellow paper.

Li Huizi couldn't cry anymore, she bowed deeply to those fathers and villagers, and everyone cried and gathered around.

"Okay, kid, let's stop crying, we're here."

Everyone wiped their tears and comforted Li Huizi warmly.

At this time, the village party secretary came over and said to Li Huizi in a heavy voice: "Child, I have sent a telegram to your uncle this morning, if his address is correct, they will receive the news tomorrow." Tomorrow is the hour, and if we don't hear from them, we'll bury your parents. I've got everyone ready for the coffin, right in the main hall, and you can put your parents' urns in it. ”

Li Huizi bowed deeply again, and walked towards the black coffin lying in the house in the main hall with heavy steps.

"Ugh." The village party secretary sighed heavily.

The house had been cleaned up by the villagers, and white candles were lit next to the coffin.

Li Huizi carefully put the urn in, and cried again: "Mom, Dad, we're home." Rest well. ”

The once warm family of three will no longer exist, and that feeling can only be deeply experienced by people like Li Huizi who experienced the sudden death of their parents.

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At ten o'clock in the evening, it suddenly rained heavily, and the neighbors hurriedly set up tents in the courtyard of Li Huizi's house.

Because Li Huizi's parents died accidentally, not naturally, there is no such thing as leaving the body at home for three days. Besides, since the body has been cremated, it must be buried as soon as possible, so that Li Huizi, the doll, can go to school to take the college entrance examination with peace of mind, at least that's what the neighbors think.

The village party secretary sat around the courtyard of Li Huizi's house with a serious and heavy expression, discussing with a group of men the location of the grave where Li Huizi's parents would be buried tomorrow. and clearly distributed the division of labor among the uncles in the neighborhood when they were buried tomorrow.

Who is going to carry the coffin? Who is going to carry wreaths and sedan chairs? Who is ahead of the curve? Which zodiac signs should not go out for funerals? Every point was properly arranged by him.

After Li Huizi came back from the funeral home, she changed into a mourning dress, and just knelt in front of her parents' coffins all the time, without dripping water.

Lee Ho-woo's mother, Lee Ming-che's mother and Lee Ming-che, and even Jin'er's mother were by her side. I will bring her some water for a while, and some food for her, but Li Huizi won't even look at it, she just kneels like that and doesn't speak.

Everyone shook their heads distressed and helplessly.

After all, she was too tired, too sad, and she hadn't eaten for a day, and finally at midnight, Li Huizi couldn't hold it anymore and fainted all of a sudden.

When she woke up again, she was lying in her bed, her lips chapped and her eyes aching.

She got out of bed in a daze, staggered to the main hall, and when she opened the door and saw the black coffin, she knew that this was really not a dream, and that she really had no parents from now on. She now finally understood the heartache that her mother felt when her grandmother died.

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When it was time for the funeral of Li Huizi's parents' bodies, she still didn't receive any news from her uncle.

After discussing with several old people in the village, the village party secretary decided not to wait, and the funeral was held at an auspicious time.

The suona sound of the mournful "Erquan Yin" sounded, followed by a clay basin held by Li Huizi in his hand under the majestic "spirit" of the village party secretary, and was smashed to the ground by Li Huizi at once.

The sound of the pot breaking pierced the silence in the sky, startling the birds in her elm tree to fly away.

According to the customs of the north, the spirit is to fall before the basin, according to the elders, this is called "falling the old basin" is also called "yin and yang basin", the more broken the better, the more convenient it is for the deceased to take it down.

As the saying goes, it is the rice bowl of Li Huizi's parents. Originally, this kind of thing should have been caused by the eldest son or eldest grandson of the family, but Li Huizi was the only one in the family.

According to the words of the village party secretary, no daughter has ever fallen, and they want Li Mingzhe to fall, after all, Mingzhe and Li Huizi have been as close as half a brother and sister since childhood. However, Li Huizi disagreed. In the end, they couldn't resist Li Huizi's stubbornness, so they could only agree to let her fall.

It is estimated that the older generation thinks that girls have too little strength, and they are afraid that they will not break, and it is inconvenient for the deceased to carry them, so since ancient times, there has been no phenomenon of daughters falling pots on the field. But Li Huizi didn't believe this, she insisted on sending her parents on the last journey, she did everything that her son could do, and today she broke the rules of the old generation.

After Li Huizi finished dropping the basin, another burst of suona wails sounded, and Li Huizi was supported by Li Haoyu's mother and Li Mingzhe's mother to walk in front of the coffin. Instantly, the cry was accompanied by the sound of suona and complaining, and behind Li Huizi was a black coffin, which was carried out of the main hall of her house by eight men in mourning clothes.

Lee Ming-che followed his father's side, already crying breathlessly, "Uncle...... Auntie...... You can go with peace of mind, I will take care of Huizi as my own sister in the future. ”

On June 4, 2003, with the sound of suona complaints, everyone's cries, and sporadic raindrops, the remains of Li Huizi's parents were heavily buried under the loess, next to their Li family's old grave.

"Mom, Dad, I'll be an orphan in the future, and I won't have a home anymore!"

Li Huizi screamed in her hoarse voice, and she lay on the ground and dug the coffin that had just been buried by the loess with her hands.

Because it had rained heavily last night, and it was raining lightly today, her hands were covered with mud.

"Huizi, don't be like this, don't be like this, there is a brother, and there will be a brother in the future." With tears in his eyes, Lee Ming-che pulled up Lee Hui-ja who was lying on the ground with the people who were sending off the funeral.

How fragile and unbearable human life is in the face of flying disasters, we can only accept it helplessly except sighing and sadness.

May the living cherish every day.

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The author has something to say:

Ladies and gentlemen, the storyline of the past few days is a little sad, and the author himself has written it in tears. Please prepare tissues in advance when you read these chapters, so as not to dilute your beauty ......