"What's wrong? Can't it be me? How long have you been hiding? The girl stared at Hu Li, and suddenly her voice rose up. Zhou Quan looked at the two of them in surprise, a little puzzled.

"Let's not talk about this first, the uncle's business is important." Hu Li's eyes were a little wandering, and he looked at the peaceful old man.

"Okay, I'll talk about it in a minute, I've finally found you." Zhou Quan felt more and more strange about the two, because she read the anger in the girl's tone, but this anger obviously felt like a friend's.

"Okay, before Lao Gu left, he said that he didn't need to prepare any funeral, and you came to see him and sent him away. If you come quietly, go quietly. He has already chosen the cemetery himself, and I will call a few young men to help out in a while The village chief interjected at the right time, ending the embarrassment of the three people.

"Okay, I'll help. Zhou Quan, go out first. Hu Li responded to the village chief's words and informed Zhou Quan again.

"Okay, I'll cook. When you're done, remember to bring someone to eat here. Zhou Quan wiped away her tears, and seemed to be a lot less sad after seeing the old man leave so peacefully. After speaking, I was ready to go to the kitchen.

"You can go too, Meng Yan." Hu Li said to the girl, Meng Yan glanced at Hu Li, answered, and followed Zhou Quan to the kitchen.

After that, he started to get busy, and the village chief took Hu Li to the village to find a few young people. After coming back, it was Hu Li who closed the coffin, maybe the old man didn't expect that the person who sent him out of this world was Hu Li, who was on the same side. Several young people worked for several hours, buried the old man in the place chosen by the old man, temporarily made a stele with a wooden plaque, and then went to make a piece.

After finishing the work, it was already dark, and the village chief took people to the old man's house, ready to have a meal there. Hu Li told them to go first, and he arrived later.

After everyone left, Hu Li stood alone in front of the old man's tomb in a daze. He admired this old man a little, so open-minded and reasonable, and lived so easily. Looking around, there was the afterglow of the setting sun, and there was a trickle not far away, and a man personally chose his own cemetery before leaving. This free state of mind made Hu Li sigh more and more.

"Uncle, we are on the same side. When I saw Meng Yan today, I realized that it was more than that, your granddaughter has been a friend of mine for several years. Hu Li looked at the old man's tombstone and sighed with some emotion.

sighed and spoke again: "The last time we met, you said I had something on my mind. I admire you very much, and I look at people very accurately. ”

Hu Li squatted down, lit a pillar of incense, and inserted it in front of the tomb.

"Uncle, to be honest, I think I'm quite a failure. I'm here to escape my failures. But I really felt more and more that I was getting more and more withdrawn, and I was afraid of being in contact with people. Hu Li said, tears unconsciously flowing.

"Your granddaughter is a very good friend of mine, and when I met her today, I instantly felt like I was in a mess. I didn't know how to deal with people, and before I came here, I chose to run away and chose to walk away. I don't know if anyone was worried about me, but I stuck to my original opinion and left. Hu Li seems to have not spoken like this for a long time, so the more he speaks, the higher the pitch, the stronger the crying becomes.

"Uncle, do you say that a person can't take his feelings too seriously?" After Hu Li finished speaking, he wiped away the tears on his face, stood up and bowed: "Thank you." Then he turned and walked away.

On the way back, Hu Li kept looking down and thinking about something, a little sullen.

At this time, the old uncle's house was in a different situation.

"Hello, Sister Yan." Zhou Quan greeted Meng Yan while cooking.

"Hello." Meng Yan responded with a smile and chose vegetables next to him.

"Do you know Hu Li?" Zhou Quan asked.

"I've known each other for many years, seven or eight years."

"Oh, he's just known him. Pretty good guy. Zhou Quan was a little embarrassed, not knowing what to say, but he didn't want to quiet the air.

……

After being busy for a while, I made two tables of dishes, and the people who went out to help also came back, and sat down and ate lively.

Zhou Quan looked around, but didn't find Hu Li's figure, so he hurriedly ran to ask the village chief, and when he learned that Hu Li was behind, he went to sit again. Meng Yan on the side kept staring at Zhou Quan, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Hu Li also returned. Zhou Quan hurriedly went to the kitchen to buy a pair of dishes and chopsticks.

Hu Li sat between Meng Yan and Zhou Quan, and ate silently, Zhou Quan and Meng Yan were both in the same state: they wanted to speak and stopped.

It seems that all the sadness in this room is attached to Hu Li, after dinner, farewell to those who helped, Hu Li put away the dishes and chopsticks, and did not say a word, and the atmosphere of the three people in the small courtyard was particularly embarrassing.

After tidying up, the three of them sat in the courtyard, and no one spoke.