Although my mother fainted, Xiaobao couldn't stay at home for too long, so in the end, there were three people who took Xiaobao to the crematorium, me, my father, and Zongbao, who had been following me to do my duty, although there was nothing to ask him to do.

Dad's attitude towards the aunt is not very clear, neither as radical as the mother, nor as protective of her as before, although in the end the aunt is not troublesome, probably also feels that it is useless to cry, make trouble and hang yourself here, she finally just took her father's hand and whispered when her father hugged Xiaobao away: "Dazhi, don't blame me, really don't blame me...... You let me go with me. ”

It can be seen that she is very nervous about her father's attitude towards her, of course, she has always boasted of the Lin family, in fact, she relies on her seniority, she grew up with her father, and she is really not a member of the Lin family.

Dad just glanced at her, "What are you going to do?" With a cold face, after getting in the car, he looked directly at her grandfather: "Dad, you help me take care of Huijuan, wait for Xiaobao to ......" Saying, Dad took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions: "When Xiaobao finishes packing the box, I'm calling you." ”

Grandpa also had tears in his eyes, and nodded: "Hey, go, go, go......"

When the car started, my aunt was still shouting in the back: "Dazhi, you help me follow Xiaobao again, his aunt is not deliberate, her aunt is all on him, let this child not resent his aunt!" ”

Dad's mouth tightened into a straight line, and the car drove for a while before he glanced at me through the indoor mirror: "Qiaoqiao, it's Dad's fault, Dad should believe you." ”

I lowered my eyes and looked at Xiaobao, who was wrapped in a sheet and placed on my and Zongbao's legs: "Don't talk about this now." ”

There is a saying called early knowledge of today, why bother at the beginning, but this "early" and a few people can do it, whether it is my father or me, or anyone, who has not walked around, only to find that it has been reminded, but it will still be wrong, and can only use another idiom: regret...... It's late.

Thinking about it, I suddenly remembered what my grandmother said to me in a dream, everyone has their own life, not one person said it, so to speak, grandma must have known why Xiaobao would go, and the aunt's fateful interpretation has a sentence that is cold as ice in my mother's relatives and friends, I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at the time, because according to the situation at home, my mother and father are definitely closer to my aunt than me, but now that Xiaobao's matter comes out, I look at my parents' attitude towards my aunt now, as if I understand why it is as cold as ice, If it continues to develop like this, it will definitely be cold.

There is also the life character that grandma said is not counted by one person, in fact, looking back, the calamity in life was given by others, friends or enemies, grievances and grievances are intertwined, and the mystery in this is obscure.

The reason why fortune telling sometimes feels mysterious, even if you know that there is a 'catastrophe', you can't be sure what it is, because the 'catastrophe' is not controlled by yourself, and who is your fortune teller, but it is impossible for the fortune teller to deduce one by one, and it is precisely because of this that the world probably thinks that the onmyoji industry is particularly profound and mysterious.

When Xiaobao was pushed into the incinerator, his father turned his back and beat the wall with his hand and silently shed tears, I didn't feel very comfortable seeing him sad, maybe it was really my time with my father and Xiaobao was too short, Xiaobao left, I cried because I felt sorry for him, I felt that he was too young, but after the sourness of that moment passed, my heart also calmed down.

I know that my father is the same as my mother, and now it must be extremely painful, and that heart-rending feeling I also had when my grandmother left, it was worse than death, but now I don't know what to persuade when I look at my father, and at this moment, I am more sympathetic to my father.

Zong Bao stood beside me, I didn't know what to think, and his mouth sighed softly: "People die like lights going out, leave early, leave late, and in the end, there is only a handful of ashes left." ”

"yes, only the ashes remain......"

I responded to Zong Bao's words, but something suddenly came to my mind, and I looked at Zong Bao: "Ashes?!" ”

Zong Bao's mouth was closed in time, his advantage is that he occasionally inspires me, and the disadvantage is that after inspiring him, he is like taking dumb medicine, and he seems to be tired to death if he says a word, and he can't kick a stuffy fart with three feet!

But I don't mind, at least his gratuitous emotion made a problem that I couldn't solve in my heart in an instant.

My spell can be broken......

After Xiaobao finished, I slowly stepped forward, watched the staff pick up some complete bone residue, and then took a small broom to sweep a small part of the ashes into the urn, think about it, how big an urn can be, if a person is cremated completely It is impossible, so it is generally symbolic to pack some, and the rest will be handled collectively, taking advantage of the gap when the staff swept his ashes out of the box, I directly pinched a small amount of Xiaobao's remaining ashes, and muttered silently: "Xiaobao, This is a favor for my sister, sister thank you. ”

After reading, I glanced at my father, who was still immersed in grief and face the wall, I took out a tissue, put this small handful of ashes in it, and then wrapped it and put it in my pocket, after I came back, although I was busy with the matter of opening a store, but I had been searching for things that broke Cheng Bai Ze's Gu spell, roof ash, corner ash, cobwebs, rooster dung, and centipede slag These things have been all I have done during this time, the difference is this ashes, I was also going to come to the crematorium to see, but I never thought that in the end, I would use a little of Xiaobao's ashes, It feels weird.

In the evening, the three of us came directly to the moat on the outskirts of the county with the urn, there was a row of trees by the river, and when we came, we had already bought all the things that should be bought, and when we found a similar place, my father dug it up with a small folding shovel -

Of course, it is not a grave, nor can it be erected, so after burying Xiaobao's urn, I also counted the first few trees before and after, and it is easy to find it next time, and then I burned the paper I brought, and told Xiaobao to collect money, take care of yourself, and don't be naughty......

When the burn was halfway through, my mother took a taxi over, and then my aunt drove my aunt and came, my mother pounced directly to the place where I burned the paper, knelt down and wept while putting the little treasure toys I brought in the fire and burned them, and the aunt followed the aunt to stand aside, fortunately this time the aunt was quieter, if she cried here again in this dark day, it was really easy to summon the ghost out.

"Okay, Hui Juan'er, go back, Xiaobao, you still don't have a fate with us......"

Seeing that it was almost over, the father hugged the mother to pull her up, but the mother's legs were still half-bent and kneeling there, and she said stubbornly: "No, let me accompany my son again, he himself will be afraid here......"

"Huijuan! It's too late, let's go back, you want to come and I'll accompany you tomorrow. Dad said, he grabbed her mother's arm and dragged her up, and the aunt looked at her mother from the side and opened her mouth: "Huijuan, don't worry too much, or Xiaobao will ...... below."

"Roll !!"

The mother suddenly snorted again, and it sounded very sad in the deserted place: "Don't call my son by name!! ”