Hu Li carried Zhou Quan on his back and walked towards Bailudu. After a while, when he arrived at the place, when he was about to go to the ancient uncle's house, Zhou Quan on Hu Li's back pulled his clothes, Hu Li turned his head to look, Zhou Quan's eyes were a little swollen from crying, and he kept staring at Hu Li, signaling Hu Li to let her down.

Hu Li hurriedly squatted down and put Zhou Quan down, turned around and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, I'll tidy it up, the old man definitely doesn't want me to cry." Zhou Quan's voice was a little choked, but he smiled at Hu Li.

"Okay, look at you now, the old man will definitely laugh at you when he sees it." Hu Li said, handed Zhou Quan some tissues, Zhou Quan took it and wiped his face, simply tied his loose hair into a ponytail, and then tidied up his clothes.

"Is it okay?" After Zhou Quan was almost tidy up, he raised his head and asked weakly.

"It's good, it's beautiful." Hu Li responded with a smile to Zhou Quan.

"Let's go, it's time to go in." Hu Li saw that Zhou Quan was still there, so he cautiously reminded him.

"Uh-huh. Let's go. Zhou Quan responded, walked quickly past Hu Li and walked towards the old uncle's house.

Hu Li looked at Zhou Quan, who was very abnormal today, sighed, and walked away.

The two pushed the door in, but the old man's house seemed unusually quiet. There was no one in the courtyard of the old uncle's house, only a cry came from a room not far away. Zhou Quan and Hu Li glanced at each other and walked towards the place where the voice came from.

It's actually very unusual in the house, just two people there. One is the village chief of Bailudu, and the other is a girl with filial piety, who can only see the back. And the cry came from the girl.

When the village chief saw the two coming, he walked towards Zhou Quan with some staggering steps.

"You are Zhou Quan?" Although the village chief is old, he still speaks very neatly, with a local accent.

"Uh-huh." Zhou Quan stared at the black coffin that had not yet been covered, and his tears couldn't be stopped. The moment she entered the door, it was as if time had been frozen, and she couldn't move.

"Come and see him. Before leaving, Lao Gu asked me to inform two people. The village chief turned around and walked inside, saying as he went: "One is his granddaughter, and the other is you." ”

"Uh-huh." Zhou Quan's eyes were red, and he ran to the coffin at once, and Hu Li also hurriedly followed.

As soon as it passed, Zhou Quan lay down next to the coffin and cried, the village chief patted Zhou Quan on the shoulder, and Zhou Quan turned his head to look at the village chief.

It turned out that the village chief was holding a set of filial piety clothes and asked Zhou Quan if he was wearing them. It stands to reason that Zhou Quan is not the uncle's relative, so he can not use it. But Zhou Quan hurriedly took it, took off his coat and handed it to Hu Li, and then put on his filial piety clothes. Hu Li also went to get a set to wear on his body, and put his and Zhou Quan's coats aside.

The village chief was a little puzzled: "Little brother, are you?" ”

"Hu Li. My uncle is my elder. ”

The village chief nodded, and retreated behind the three people, Hu Li and Zhou Quan did not pay attention to the granddaughter of the old uncle, and the same was true of the granddaughter of the old uncle, and the three of them were immersed in their own sadness. Thinking about it carefully, Hu Li and the old man have a relationship, and he doesn't know why this sadness is getting stronger and stronger.

The old man in the coffin is very peaceful, and his kind eyes may be a good description of him. Leaving this world without pain may be the greatest comfort to the living loved ones.

After a while, Hu Li raised his head, and then he noticed another person. It just so happened that the girl also raised her head, and the two looked at each other and blurted out at the same time.

"How are you?"

"Why are you here?"

Suddenly, I was very emotional, birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature. We come into this world naked, with nothing, and after walking through the world, no matter how withdrawn you are, you will always leave with some people's concerns. Perhaps the greatest consolation for the living is that the person who passed away quietly did not suffer and left peacefully.