Chapter 11: Going to the Grave

The next morning, I went to a paper shop to buy things to use for the grave, then got in the car and headed straight to the cemetery where my grandfather was buried.

My grandfather passed away last year, and he died in the middle of his life, which in his words was a joy and mourning.

But I really don't like it at all.

Before he died, he specially instructed me not to engage in those false things, I didn't need to hold any funerals, and simply stopped him for seven days, and then let him be buried directly.

I asked him why.

He said that he didn't have any relatives anyway, and not many people came to the funeral, so why bother with such embarrassing things?

Not to mention

"Won't you lose if no one comes!" Before my grandfather died, he said to me seriously: "I can't accept the red envelope, you have a fart funeral, you can't die if you don't die!" ”

My grandfather is such a real person, of course, it can also be said that he has a big heart, he wants to take everything to heart, and he sneers at those things that are vain.

The funeral is a virtual thing for him, and instead of spending money on it, it is better to save some living expenses for his grandson.

But in the end, I didn't listen to him, and I still bought him a decent funeral.

It was true that none of the relatives came that day, only the old men and women who lived nearby, and as they walked around the coffin, they looked at my grandfather's body and felt sorry.

Hey, why did this old man just leave?

Thinking about these past events, I couldn't help but laugh, leaning against the car window and smirking on my face.

My grandfather's biggest hobby in life was to go to the yard and talk to some old men and ladies.

When telling those gripping stories, the poor mouth from time to time can often amuse these elderly audiences.

Really, he said that the book was like talking about cross talk, and there were a lot of vulgar jokes in it, and sometimes when he was interested, he had to make a few swear words to set off the atmosphere.

If Teacher Shan Tianfang knew that my grandfather was talking with dirty words, it is estimated that he would be half angry.

Take the Three Kingdoms he mentioned as an example.

"Hey, fuck, everyone, don't you know, when Liu Bei's grandson was bad, he made a living selling straw sandals." When my grandfather was telling people, he had a lot of body language, and he performed live while talking.

"One day he was thirsty, and he happened to pass by a stall with a big red face, and saw that the man was selling dates, Liu Bei was not polite, he went up and grabbed one and stuffed it in his mouth, and explained to the man, I taste the sweetness, you say that this grandson is so shameless, similar to that Liu Bang, so it is said that those who become hooligans win the world, and when it comes to Liu Bang, then they have to "

When he finished this paragraph, an old man in the audience couldn't help but remind him: "You are off topic!" This fucking Three Kingdoms! ”

It can be seen that my grandfather is not only out of tune with me in life, but also in front of those audiences when he is telling stories.

Although those old men and old ladies came with the intention of listening to cross talk for free, my grandfather didn't care at all, but was complacent and proud.

Lao Tzu also has so many listeners, isn't that awesome enough?

According to his own words, the glorious moment of his life was the time to engage in cultural activities for the elderly in our community.

"Changshan, you little ga bean don't know, that scene, Lao Tzu, I woke up and patted the wood, my mouth hasn't opened yet, the one below is called a gong and drum and firecrackers are ringing in unison, and the red flag is a sea of people, God knows how many old ladies have taken a fancy to me, didn't the old man Wang on the next street make a feud with me because of this."

When my grandfather was hospitalized, he held my hand tightly, and when he said these words, the smile on his face was indescribably bright, and his old face was slightly red, as if he was telling the proudest thing in his life.

At that time, I was really glad that the old man Wang was not in the ward, otherwise he would have to find my grandfather to play with his life when he heard this!

Maybe it's also because my grandfather's personality is more "lively", belonging to the kind of old naughty boy's temperament, and being brought to such a big age by him, I didn't learn anything else, I only learned his specialty, poor mouth.

In his words, being able to make others laugh is a skill, and being able to make yourself happy every day and live an easier life than anyone else is the real ability.

Until that day.

I was in class when I got a call from my grandfather.

"Changshan, remember to bring some wine when you come to the hospital, I haven't drunk it for a few days, I'm hungry."

At that time, I was still a little surprised, and said that this old man really didn't take the hospital's words seriously, and his body and bones were all like this, and he still drank? Are you really afraid to drink yourself to the underworld?

Shortly after I hung up the phone, before I could figure it out, I received a call from the hospital, from the nurse who was taking care of my grandfather.

"Your grandfather is going to die."

When I heard this, I rushed out of the classroom, took a taxi, and went straight to the city hospital.

I've never panicked so much in my life.

When I arrived outside the hospital, I suddenly remembered my grandfather's text message, and hurriedly ran to the small supermarket next to me and bought two bottles of Erguotou.

Although this wine is cheap and not high-grade, it is my grandfather's favorite wine.

Maybe God really has long eyes, and the moment I stepped into the ward, my grandfather was fine.

He was lying on the hospital bed in a daze, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Seeing me coming, my grandfather smiled and waved at me.

"The time is coming." Grandpa said to me.

"yes, I know." I smiled and nodded.

My grandfather looked at me deeply, and he didn't know what he was thinking, he sighed: "Come, let's have another drink with our grandfather and grandson." ”

"Okay." My smile still hangs on my face.

The nurse stood at the door of the ward and looked at us, not speaking, her expression full of sympathy, maybe she also knew that this was the last thing my grandfather wanted to do.

Because I didn't bring a cup, this time my grandfather and I were blowing on the bottle.

"Little Ga Bang Bean, I call it joy and mourning, understand?" Grandpa took a sip of liquor and laughed.

"I understand." I nodded and took a sip of my drink.

"Then you can't cry, you have to laugh." My grandfather seemed to be a little angry, put the wine bottle on the bedside table, and scolded angrily: "I told you when you were a child, the old man can do anything, but he just can't cry, understand?!" ”

I said, I understand.

"You understand you're still crying?" My grandfather frowned.

"Oh fuck, I didn't cry!" I laughed, tears streaming down my face: "Old man, you're wrong, I'm laughing." ”

My grandfather looked at me, stunned for a while, didn't say anything more, raised his hand with difficulty, and touched my head.

"Just this once." My grandfather laughed.

At this time, I couldn't hold back any longer, threw myself into my grandfather's arms, and cried loudly.

How many times have I cried in my life? If you think about it, it's only two or three times, right?

For as long as I can remember, whenever I cry, my grandfather has to yell, "Don't cry!" ”

After scaring me back to tears, my grandfather would tell me that he would not be with me for the rest of my life, that I had no father or mother, and that I had to learn to be strong.

After crying for a while, I wiped my tears and sat back.

My grandfather is running out of time, and if I don't talk to him, I won't have a chance in this life.

"You kid now know that you regret it, right?" My grandfather smiled gloatingly, and there was no heaviness in his eyes before leaving: "I usually play games and don't talk to Lao Tzu much, do you regret it now?" ”

Hearing this, my tears were about to come out again, looking at my grandfather with a smile on his face, I only felt a pain in my heart.

It's ironic to say.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait.

Everyone knows this sentence, but when you can really appreciate this sentence, it is when your loved ones leave you, and many things are irreparable.

"I'm not going to talk that nonsense anymore, time is running out." When my grandfather said this, his face suddenly turned pale, and his hands trembled slightly: "I can't control you for the rest of my life, and no one can help you, you can live as you want, that little rent can support you, and you don't have to worry about money." ”

I hummed and said, I know.

"Feihuang Tengda's family wealth is bullshit, as long as you can live the life you want, that's enough." Grandpa smiled: "You kid is just lazy, if you don't go out, you won't go out, and the job of collecting rent is quite suitable for you."

I didn't interject and listened quietly to my grandfather.

"You have a hard life, you have no father and no mother, so I rely on me, a bad old man, to bring you to adulthood" Grandpa said with a wry smile: "I don't have any relatives to accompany you in the second half of my life, I'm really a little worried"

"Since you're not at ease, can you not leave?" I asked tentatively.

My grandfather thought about it very seriously and shook his head: "What about you talking to Lao Tzu?" Say you won't go? Then didn't the urn I just bought for nothing! ”

After saying this, my grandfather and I looked at each other, looked at each other, and laughed.

"Lao Tzu is interested now, listen to me give you a commentary, this commentary, it is about the story of Lao Tzu back then." My grandfather said with great interest, tapping his hand on the edge of the bed, as if patting the non-existent waking wood.

"Okay, I'll listen!"

I held back my tears and saw that my grandfather's face was getting paler and paler, and I only felt that my heart was hanging.

"Hey, where the fuck do I have to start this story, fucking I forgot the words again" Grandpa's voice became weaker and weaker, his hand was on the quilt, and he kept trembling: "Let's give you a finale poem first"

"That's what I said"

"Storytelling, singing, opera, persuasion, three avenues, take the center, good and evil will eventually be rewarded in the end, and the right way in the world"

I thought it was my grandfather who forgot the words, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't say the last sentence, so I urged a few words.

At this time, the nurse came up to me and whispered to me.

"He's gone."

My grandpa didn't like me to cry, I know, and I did.

From the moment he left, I didn't cry anymore.

Even watching him be burned beyond recognition in the crematorium, I didn't shed a single tear.

That's when I understood.

It takes more courage to laugh casually than to shed tears in front of everyone.

The word strong is really cruel, really.

Recalling these past events, in a trance, I had reached the gate of the cemetery.

Carrying two sacks of offerings, I slowly climbed halfway up the mountain, and soon saw the lonely grave where my grandfather was buried.

But the strange thing is that in the past, there was a person standing in front of the grave that was deserted in the past.

He took the incense, bowed to my grandfather, and sat down in front of the tombstone.

I didn't think much about it at the time, I thought it was one of my grandfather's friends, but when I walked over and took a look, I realized that this person was a bit of a face, an old man.

When he saw me, he didn't speak, just smiled and nodded, which was kind of a greeting to me.

"Old man, are you my grandfather's friend?" I asked.

"Sort of," the old man smiled, "You're Changshan, right?" ”

I nodded and said politely to him: "Old man, what is your surname?" I've never seen you before. ”

"My surname is Zuo." The old man said, looking at me with a very kind gaze, and his smile was a little bitter: "You are really similar to your father."