Qiang Qiang slept, and the little nanny cleaned up the house.

Peng Xiang and Lixia came downstairs and told their aunt and uncle that they would go to Lixia's house tonight for one night and leave early tomorrow. "Let's go?" Qiumei was a little anxious. "Yes, Auntie, don't worry," Lixia said with a smile, she was afraid that Auntie would not agree to Pengxiang going to her house, and looked at her with expectant eyes. "No, it's too fast, nothing is prepared, your things are all ready?" She asked Peng Xiang again, looking incoherent. Huiqin said: "That's fine, don't be in a daze, bring something and get it quickly." Qiu Mei responded, but when she thought about it, she didn't have anything to bring him, and she looked very embarrassed. Peng Xiang saw that his aunt was very embarrassed, and hurriedly said to his uncle, "I have brought all my own things." "I will take out ten dollars from my pocket and let him take it with him......

Lixia carried a schoolbag for him, and Pengxiang carried a burden. All the people in the store came out to see him off, Qiu Meiqian told Wan to tell her, she was reluctant, she always felt that she hadn't taken good care of her nephew in the past few days, and she felt very guilty. The bus stopped and drove away again, Qiumei looked at her nephew, for a long time, a kind of worry condensed in her heart, and when she returned home, what would be waiting for her nephew......

Pengxiang returned, and he and Lixia rushed into the house, but they ran to the grove outside the village crying. The north wind was very tight, and the thin branches on both sides of the road whined, and when they blew on people's faces, it was as if there were ten thousand steel needles pricking them. The sky is blue, the blue elephant sea, the sun is obliquely shining, there is no trace of warmth; A little sparrow in the poplar tree shrunk its neck and looked at the two teenagers who came in a hurry, but only squinted at it, and did not bother to move, but simply half-closed its eyes to recuperate, or reminisce, recall everything in the past; Or you are staying up in the loneliness of winter, thinking about the beauty of spring. In short, two teenagers walked under it, and it did not move, but it was startled by a group of children who came after it, and its eyes were wide open, and its nerves were tense, as if it were a great enemy, and it hated these children, because its husband was killed by these children.

It was the winter of last year, and she and her husband went out to take the children out, and in a small yard, looking at the many grains under a raised basket, and the children did not want to rush in, and his husband shouted to stop the children, and in order to push out his youngest child, the husband was grabbed by the basket. A little child rushed out of the house, shouting happily, "Buckle, buckle." The little hand clenched the husband tightly, and the husband screamed, and he couldn't break free with all his strength. Seeing her husband in distress, she was stunned, and dived up and down dozens of times, trying to save her husband, but it was all in vain, and in front of the children, they seemed too small and too weak. The husband's legs were tied with strings and became a plaything in the hands of children. The husband looked at her, just wailing, being dragged around by the child on the ground. In the evening, the husband was thrown alive into the stove and became a delicacy in the children's mouths. She was so miserable that her voice was hoarse, and she hated the child to death, and she cried out on the roof of the child's house for three days, mourning her husband. When she remembered the children at home, she forced herself to fly home in grief, but the house was destroyed, and the children did not know where they went, and she fainted to death in heartache......

Since then, she has been left alone, living in the world. She hated the little ones to death. Now, she saw so many children, how could she not be frightened, and the spirit of revenge welled up in her heart, she covered the feathers all over her body and swooped down, pecking a few times on the top of the heads of several children. The children are wearing cotton hats, and they don't feel it at all, but she is planted in the residual snow, and the children see that they all pounce on her, and the ** of survival makes her fly up with all her might, and she falls on the dead branches and gasps, and the children pick up the dirt and beat her, she wails and flies away in despair......

Tears turned to frost, and his face was numb like a stone. Pengxiang and Lixia held each other and walked forward along the familiar and unfamiliar path, the grove whimpered, arrived. In the place where they used to play when they were young, there was a small snow grave piled up under the crooked neck locust tree, the wreath torn by the wind was still inserted next to the grave, a few remnant, pale flowers, after the wind blew, whining, the residual snow swirled beside the grave, a few dead grass on the grave swayed and trembled in the wind, two people desperately pounced up, shouting Wang Jie's name, tears rippled, they grabbed the mound with both hands, the blood of the little hands flowed, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the frozen stone-like mound was dug up by the two children, but it was stopped by the adults who rushed to stop, Stacked up again.

The cry of sorrow was in the sky, even the remnants of the snow melted, and the wind whimpered. The little sparrow landed on the crooked-necked locust tree and cried mournfully. Suddenly, there was a bright light in the sky, a disc-shaped behemoth hovered silently above their heads, in the white light, Wang Jie appeared, a white light veil, a beautiful smiling face, like a peach blossom in March, angelic, Peng Xiang and Lixia saw her, they shouted, screamed, tears were full of joy, they gathered, talking, hugging, the light dimmed, they separated, Wang Jie's figure blurred, wrapped in the white light slowly rising, disappearing. The sky was still so blue, and the adults and children around them still looked at it like that, not feeling what was happening.

Pengxiang and Lixia seemed to have just woken up from a dream, they looked at the sky, looking for Wang Jie's shadow, so curious that people looked at the same as them, looking at the blue sky, no one could tell what they were looking at. Peng Xiang and Lixia knelt beside Wang Jie's grave again, tears like beads with broken threads. Lixia took out the box of wind chimes from her bag, held it in her hand, and gently opened it, and the red and white broken wind chimes emitted a five-colored halo in the sunlight. Peng Xiang dug a deep pit on the grave, put all the things brought to Wang Jie into it, he took the wind chime in Lixia's hand and looked at it, put it into the pit, held the soil in his hand, trembled and slowly put it in the pit......

At this time, Chunmei came, she carried a small basket, and she still held a pile of yellow paper in her hand, obviously she had just bought it, and she had not folded it yet. In front of Wang Jie's grave, Pengxiang put the offerings on the table, the paper was burning, people were crying, ashes were gone, and sorrow was in the sky. Chunmei couldn't hold back a few tears, she felt that she had misunderstood her son before, looking at her son, how affectionate she was, although Wang Jie's death had nothing to do with her son, but her son was still so sad, she was moved. The grandmother who had just recovered from illness asked the mocking lady to help her. He was thinking about his grandson, looking at his grandson with tears in his eyes and blood on his hands, he couldn't help but hug his grandson and cry, she cried, Pengxiang and Lixia cried even more painfully. Chunmei was busy trying to persuade her mother-in-law. The little sparrow on the tree with a crooked neck saw everything in his eyes, and was sad in his heart, when a gust of wind blew, the branch broke, and it fell down headlong and fell in front of Pengxiang. It screamed, its body moved, Pengxiang teary-eyed picked it up, it looked at Pengxiang sadly, slowly closed its eyes, Pengxiang seemed to understand it, combed its fluffy feathers, and buried him on Wang Jie's grave.

"Son, come back, son, come back," came a mournful shout from afar. It's Fugui, he's crazy, he shouts his son every day, and no one dares to mess with him. Pengxiang wanted to go over, Chunmei hurriedly grabbed her son, and shouted that she helped her mother-in-law go back.

Besides, Wang Sen, these days have made his son trouble, and he has been in a bad mood. As soon as he went to work, the newly transferred director Song Changhe complained to him, "Lao Wang, you have been gone for a few days, there is a lot of chaos in the unit, absenteeism and tardiness have become commonplace, and some simply don't come, Bai Fan and Marven don't know why they fought, Marven came to me crying, I just came here for a few days, and I don't understand the situation, so I persuaded him to wait for you to come back to deal with it." Alas, the unit is in such a mess, and the work cannot be carried out, so it is time to rectify it. As soon as he finished speaking, Marven pushed the door in, and when he saw Wang Sen, he opened his mouth like a wife and cried, crying so painfully, as if he had been wronged, Wang Sen couldn't persuade him, he cried and said: "When you left, didn't you let him repay the money he borrowed, and at the end of the month, he didn't pay it back, I urged him, he scolded me for being a dog, and he beat people, you see, the teeth I just inserted were also knocked out by him," the more he said, the more he cried, the more sad he was, the old tears were all over the place, he couldn't control himself, snot, tears one by one, The two of them finally persuaded him.

Bai Fan also came early, he was nervous when he heard Ma Wencai's cry, Wang Sen's temper, it was very possible to scold him a few words and beat him a few times. Alas, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads, who let themselves be at a loss, they blame themselves for not grasping it, and venting the dissatisfaction that has accumulated for a long time on him. He scolded secretly in his heart, he deserved to beat him, who let him follow Wang Sen's ass all day long like a dog to give people a small report; However, he thought about it afterwards, although he was angry for a while, he was the one who suffered the loss, these three punches and two kicks, his reputation was gone, the hard work of the past few years was in vain, he wanted to be an official, it was even more difficult, thinking of this, he hated Wang Sen so much that his teeth and heels hurt, if there was no stumbling block for him, he would have been on the rise, a while ago, I heard that the town party committee had studied it, and mentioned him as a regular position, and he was his deputy, who knew that he repeatedly shirked, and he didn't do it, there was such a big fool in the world, Maybe he deliberately suppressed himself, afraid that he would replace him in the future, if he really wanted to be like this, what a vicious intention, despicable villain, the sun could not be at noon, there would always be a time when it would set, and on that day, he sneered......