The curse-like words that the woman left behind at parting made me feel faintly uneasy, but they didn't really worry me yet.

When I got back to my room, I pulled out the hard-won bottle of cat tears from my pajama pocket, and I felt a sense of perverted excitement. And thought in my heart, can I really see Zhang Ke's ghost through it

There was nothing to do that night, although I had some insomnia and didn't fall asleep until very late, but the quality of sleep was good, and I didn't dream, which was a rare sleep without dreams since Zhang Ke's death.

When I woke up the next day, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning, Chen Erdong was still asleep, I knew that he must have played games late last night, and it was estimated that he only slept for a while, so I didn't disturb him and let him continue to sleep.

I washed up briefly, then called my aunt and asked her to come to school in the afternoon to pick me up and go to Zhang Ke's house together, and then I went downstairs to eat breakfast and dinner, and bought Chen Erdong a copy and put it on his computer desk to express my gratitude to him last night.

Several times I passed the staircase, I wished I could see the woman next door, and I wanted to bow to her, but the door kept closed.

I waited in my room for my aunt to pick me up, keeping an eye on the next door, hoping to apologize to her when she opened the door and went out. However, I never heard her open the door. Until my aunt called me and said that she had arrived, I never waited for the woman to go out.

When I went out, Chen Erdong also woke up, he didn't even wash his face, so he grabbed the breakfast I bought for him that had already been cold and ate it, and said movingly: "Lin Han, thank you, you are so good to me." ”

I nodded indifferently, but explained to him specifically: "Erdong, I'm going to Zhang Ke's house, you'd better find a chance to apologize to the woman next door." ”

Chen Erdong also readily agreed, and said: "Don't worry, I know this, after all, it's a neighbor, I don't see you when I look up, I should naturally apologize to her for what happened last night." ”

Since Chen Erdong said so, I was relieved, and just about to go out, Chen Erdong suddenly stopped me and said, "Lin Han, don't be sad, people can't be resurrected after death." ”

My heart was sour, but I made a look of indifference on my face and nodded. Suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help asking: "Erdong, are those cat tears really useful?"

Chen Erdong said solemnly: "I can't guarantee it, I haven't tried it, but my grandmother did tell me before that it was okay." ”

After speaking, Chen Erdong asked tentatively, "Lin Han, why do you want to see your classmate's ghost so much?"

I was silent for a moment, still feeling that I couldn't tell him the truth, so I said, "Maybe it's because I feel guilty about him in my heart, I'll tell you later." ”

I said and left.

My aunt was already waiting on the street outside the community, and I took the passenger seat.

My aunt looked at me with concern and saw that my face was not good, because I had not rested well for a while, and my expression was naturally not as good as before. My aunt said bitterly: "Xiaohan, I know that Zhang Ke is your best friend, but you can't be resurrected after death, so don't be too sad." The reason why my aunt wants to accompany you to meet his parents today is also to hope that you will do your best to be a classmate, and let go of him completely after the matter has passed, and don't be sad and sad for a long time. Do you know your aunt's hard work?"

I nodded movingly, resisted my tears, smiled reluctantly, and said, "I know, aunt, don't worry, I will." ”

My aunt sighed softly, started the car, and I told her the address of Zhang Ke's house, and she drove to Zhang Ke's house.

Zhang Ke's house is in the northern suburbs, not very far from our school, about an hour's drive. An hour later, we arrived on the road outside Zhang's village.

This village is called Zhangjia Village, and it is estimated that there is a big surname living in it, surnamed Zhang, so this surname is directly used as the village name.

Because it was the first time I came, I didn't know the specific location of Zhang Ke's house, so my aunt parked the car on the side of the road, so I called Zhang Ke's father.

A few minutes later, Zhang Ke's father personally greeted him.

Zhang Ke's father wore a green cloth dress, a white paper flower pinned to the sleeve on the right, and his face was pale and haggard, looking thinner and older than when he was in the crematorium a few days ago.

Zhang Ke's father looked at his aunt gratefully, and said thank you for coming to visit them, and his aunt was also in tears.

My aunt and I followed Zhang Ke's father into the village. Zhang Ke's house is in the innermost part of the village, the village is not very big, and he passed through seven or eight peasant households along the way to Zhang Ke's house.

Zhang Ke's family is a bungalow, although it doesn't look very rich, but it is also passable, in the countryside, it is the kind of medium-sized family that is more than enough than the top, and the hope of the family is on Zhang Ke, after all, it is not easy for a peasant family to produce a college student, just such a son, but he died. Putting it on anyone is a fatal blow.

Although Zhang Ke's family only has such a son, Zhang Ke, there are many relatives in his family, and there are more than a dozen tables in the courtyard, obviously doing a funeral. Those people all looked at me and my aunt with a sad look on their faces, a little curious.

I couldn't help but think movingly, the countryside is really exquisite, Zhang Ke has been dead for six days, and his family is still doing funerals.

I was thinking about it when Zhang Ke's mother suddenly trotted out of the hall, knelt down in front of me and my aunt, and burst into tears. It embarrassed my aunt and I so much that we didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Zhang Ke's father hurriedly said to us: "This is their rule here, to welcome people who come to participate in the funeral, the deceased must have a close relative to kneel to greet us."

The aunt hurriedly pulled Zhang Ke's mother up, and also said with tears: "Zhang Ke's mother, don't be too uncomfortable, otherwise the child will be uncomfortable watching from the sky." ”

At this time, a middle-aged woman came over and helped Zhang Ke's mother to the side, while Zhang Ke's father led me and my aunt to the hall with tears of grief.

Walking to the door, a young man about the same age as me walked over quickly, handed me and my aunt a paper flower tied with white paper, and said softly to me: "You are Lin Han and I am Zhang Ke's cousin, thank you for coming to see him." ”

I nodded at him, and because I was sad, I didn't say anything, so I silently pinned the paper flowers to my sleeves and shoulders with my aunt, and then followed them into the hall.

Zhang Ke's spiritual seat is located in the center of the hall, and an enlarged portrait is erected on a square table, the photo is probably enlarged with a photo of his ID card, which looks a little restrained. Underneath the portrait is an urn. I now know that what it contains is not Zhang Ke's ashes at all, but the ashes of Fang Kedong