"Will it be smoked? The "Three Treasures" master was also on the side.

"I don't suck in my lungs, I smell them." Sambo lit the cigarette, really took a puff, didn't even enter his throat, rinsed the smoke in his mouth, and spit it out again.

Sanbao took the cigarette and walked towards the resentful spirit of the drug addict, and surrounded her with the cigarette, and the smell of tobacco spread in the air, causing the resentful spirit to show an intoxicated expression.

"The last shiver, eat enough, go on the road, don't come back. Otherwise......" Sanbao did not move his lips and teeth, and said his heart to the resentful spirit, and at the same time took two hard breaths, slowly highlighting the smoke. Then he placed the cigarette on the edge of the flowerbed and watched the light of the fire flicker in the cold wind.

The wraith took one last look at the community, his eyes full of sadness: "They watched me grow up, watched me learn badly, and watched me poison myself here...... I ......," she said sadly, slowly descending, kowtowing to her old neighbors who had witnessed all the time of her life.

She approached the cigarette that was still half a piece left, and her soul gradually shrank into a cloud of blue and purple smoke, and slowly entered the spark, and the cigarette butt suddenly accelerated to burn, and soon the last wisp of green smoke was blown away by the cold wind, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground with a clatter, rolled around twice and stopped, and the shallow black ash embers on the ground seemed to be the girl's last confession.

When the car of Sanqing Funeral Home drove out of the community, the old man's children held the last relics left by their parents, thinking in their hearts, this is the parents put the house transfer certificate and the testamentary bank passbook password in the file bag? They didn't bother to last appreciate the two old men and their own growing ups, but were anxious to untie the red rope wrapped around the file bag. Maybe it's in a hurry, or maybe it's a weak heart, and the rope can't be untied.

The woman hurriedly tore off the red, and reached out to take out the contents of the bag.

Three ICBC fixed passbooks, each with 50,000 yuan, totaling 150,000 yuan.

A mottled yellow, but flattened property certificate.

A handwritten transfer agreement for the property.

Two keys.

Two handfuls of hair encapsulated in a small plastic bag were specially tied with a red headband.

Two copies of the diagnosis of CT scan of the brain.

A letter.

The white letterhead was unfolded, and on it was the words of the pen and the grace, which looked like the words of an old lady.

Xiaodong, Xiaojing:

Children, seeing words is like seeing people. You haven't been home for two years, and your father and I miss you so much. One of you is in Beijing and the other is in Guangzhou, and now you all have your own families. You always say it's too busy, too hard. As your parents, we feel sorry. We don't have the ability to create a better life for you, and it's really not easy for you to work hard in the world all these years. Therefore, we can't bear to disturb your life that has been settled down so much.

Xiaodong, you don't have a good temper, and you are good at drinking, you always say on the phone that the efficiency of the unit is not good, and the leader does not like you. You have lived in the woman's house for so many years, and you have never had a house of your own. There is nothing to complain about in life. If you feel that it is difficult, you will either continue to deceive yourself or change yourself, these words, your father always nagged in my ear, but he did not dare to say them to you, for fear of adding unnecessary pressure to you.

Xiaomei, you are our daughter, the most sensible and well-behaved daughter, it is not easy for your brother to live and work in Beijing. He also thinks about you in his heart and helps you, but he is as powerless as we are. Don't blame him after we're gone. Since you divorced, you live alone in Guangzhou with your children, and you don't talk about the hardships, but as a parent, it hurts your heart. You have the same temper as your father, and you have not agreed to let you come back to live in Sanqing City, after all, you have both grown up and have your own wishes and dreams. Then we won't force you. I just hope you are safe and healthy.

When I read the letter, your father and I were no longer alive. Last year your dad fainted at home and was sent to the hospital to find out that he had advanced brain cancer. And I also changed to Alzheimer's disease, which is what everyone calls Alzheimer's disease, and the disease is getting worse and worse, so I said how can we often go to the wrong house, recognize the wrong person, and forget the things we just thought about in an instant. Your father would faint a lot, because the tumor was blocking the blood. After the doctor's examination, his brain cancer had spread throughout the body and he was inoperable, unable to undergo chemotherapy and radiotherapy. What's more, the huge cost of surgery is too expensive for a family like ours, and it is a pure waste, so it is better to leave it to you. So your father and I chose to give up the treatment and go home to spend our last days.

Now we wake up every day and feel happy, because every day may be the last day, which also makes us feel that life is so precious and beautiful. Everything that should be done has been done, and we have lived to this age, and we are content. But the only thing we can't let go of is you. Occasionally you'll call back, and we'll both say it's fine, your dad just has a cold and he's fine. Your parents have been lying to you here, don't mind, we just want not to add any burden to you.

I left you three passbooks, totaling 150,000 yuan. The password is 072074. This is also the number of your birth years. Excluding basic daily expenses, our pension is in three passbooks. Probably this is the last thing our incompetent parents left to their children.

As parents, we are not qualified, although we have raised you, but we are not able to provide a solid foundation for our children like other families. Although this old house that our family has lived in for many years is not worth a few dollars, I heard that it will be demolished soon, and the compensation ratio is 1:1.5. It's more appropriate, you two brothers and sisters discuss, usually things in the family are what your father says, whether it's right or not, it seems that our whole family is used to listening to his decisions and giving orders. This time it's up to the two of you. The house title transfer agreement has been consulted with a lawyer, we have signed it and pressed our fingerprints, and you will each have a key to the old house. I'll take care of the rest.

That hair is the fetal hair of both of you, and we've kept it to this day. Now, you have grown from ignorant babies to adults, and as parents, you are finally happy.

Your father and I have been thinking about leaving for a long time, and it is not an impulsive thought. We think it through and it's very simple. Since life is strong and cannot be kept, then simply return life. It's better to make a decision while we're in our heads than to say that one day, I won't find my home, and your father will die on the streets. Our photos from young to old are in the album, which are memories of our whole family and can be shown to our grandchildren later - their grandparents were also young.

So, I decided to accompany your father on the road. When we used to travel, we were inseparable. You don't have to worry, we will never be alone in another world. I don't know how we feel when we take a large dose of sleeping pills, hoping that there is no pain and sadness, and hope is like a sweet dream. It's just that this dream will never wake up again.

Love your Father and Mother.

At this point in the letter, the two children who came home late were already in tears. They stood there silently, letting tears of remorse flow through their breasts, dripping and condensing in the cold wind