"If I go back and my emotions are out of control, can you comfort me?" Xiao Yu's voice was very weak, powerless from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Yu didn't ask her to be strong, this time he allowed her to be willful, and that's why he was in this world. "I'll try not to let you have a cat's face. ”

"No, people don't wear much makeup. Xiao Yu sneered, and smashed his small fist on the former's shoulder.

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Those who live in a village, know each other in front of and behind the village, and there is no big enmity, and there is no place where anyone has something to do with the wind. The three old men in the village are gone, and the old people will come to mourn, and they are all old friends, even if they don't look up and look down on weekdays, they are all dead at this time.

"How long does Xiao Yu have left?" asked Father Chen.

"I drove early this morning, and I can come back at noon if I am fast. "Mother Chen returned.

"That's fine, she doesn't like this kind of thing anyway, let's go to the funeral. "Although Chen's father is the second oldest in the family, but at this time, the children of the third grandfather's family are far away, otherwise he would not have handed over this matter to Chen's father, and now he is presiding over this funeral. "Chen Wei, Chen Zhou, go to the front and lift the hanging basket. ”

"Okay. "There are two boys on the side, Xiao Yu's cousin and Xiao Yu's own brother, but the former is a little thin, and the latter is fatter.

After a long moan of a suona like a mournful voice, the sound of gongs and drums followed, the sound was very sad, tear-jerking, the more uncomfortable they listened, they followed behind the close relatives of the deceased who wore linen and filial piety, and bowed their heads. A long procession came out of the courtyard gate, and then relatives and friends followed behind one after another with wreaths, went out from the village entrance and walked around the village, walked through the fields where everyone in the village went back, and walked through the small forest, which is the traditional funeral ceremony in the culture, led by the front leader, walked through the place where he was brought before his death, and then took a long line of people to the burial place, and the stone lion had long been buried. The snow on the road has also been swept away in advance, and it is far away from the clan land in the mountains, but fortunately, there are many people, and some young people are mobilized, and it will be cleared in half a day. Burying the coffin in the grave, the soil in front of it is to have a close relative shovel soil, which is an ancient tradition handed down, more like a ritual, and the deceased is the greatest. Inconsequential people, seeing people who are almost fainting crying in front of the grave, can't help but feel sad, what can they do about life and death?

"Looks like we've missed the hour. Chen Yu looked at the people who had already returned.

"Well, it's okay, it's okay. The tip of Xiao Yu's fingers grabbing his clothes turned a little blue, but there was no feeling of sadness, and sure enough, there was still a trace of luck in his heart. Knowing that Xiao Yu walked through the village, he saw from a distance that he saw white flowers and white silk hanging on the door of his house, and the spirit shed built next to the gate, his body was instantly paralyzed, if it wasn't for Chen Yu beside him, I am afraid he would not be able to stand. Half-supported and half-dragged slowly in, and the passers-by who walked by were basically from the village, and they all knew who Xiao Yu was, and nodded to her. Back at home, there were a circle of relatives sitting around the house, all dressed in linen and filial piety.

"Xiao Yu, you're back. Chen's father said loudly, and at the same time looked at Chen Yu who was holding her, and stretched out his hand to signal, Chen Zhou went up and wanted to hold Xiao Yu, but he couldn't break his fingers that grabbed Qing.

"Please let go, if you do this again, her fingers will be broken. One of Chen Yu's arms simply hugged Xiao Yu directly to prevent her from slipping down if she couldn't catch it. Father Chen frowned slightly and was a little displeased, but he still sighed and didn't say anything more.

"Take her upstairs, Chenzhou will help her take the salute. Chen's mother spoke, and she was a little distressed to see her daughter's appearance, these children have not experienced too much of these life and death, and their hearts are far more fragile than they think.

Chen Yu bowed slightly and exited the room, he is now an outsider and it is difficult to say anything.

"Let's go. Chen Zhou said, carrying a suitcase in his hand.

Xiao Yu's room is in the corner of the second floor, and when you look down, you can see the mourning hall that has not been demolished.

"You can stay with her for a while. Chen Zhou looked at his sister who was holding Chen Yu to death, and he was depressed in his heart. But he is a scholar and knows the current situation.

Chen Zhou went out of the house, and Chen Yu locked the door from the inside, "Now it's just you and me here, cry if you want to." ”

The imaginary cry did not come out, Chen Yu only felt that the placket on his chest was slowly warm, gradually expanding, and soaking. Her arms were locked tightly on Chenyu, her long hair was blocking her current expression, only to see a mouth wide open, and tears occasionally escaped one or two drops dripping down her cheeks, and the real sadness couldn't cry.

Chen Yu knew very well what Xiao Yu needed now, how he longed for it, he would do it, one hand around her back, the other hand gently stroked her long hair. "A complete life is like this, it has a beginning and an end, but some of it is very abrupt. ”

"Chen Yu," Xiao Yu's voice was a little hoarse and trembling.

"What's wrong?"

"You say, 'Do men have souls?'

"So, do you believe in ghosts?"

"I'm not, asking, this. ”

"In normal times, people never believe in the existence of ghosts and gods, but when their loved ones die, they have a strong desire to see them. If you were to ask me for an answer, I could tell you that souls exist. It really exists. Chen Yu hugged Xiao Yu's arm a little harder, because he felt that Xiao Yu's arms were also getting harder.