Qin Mi'er thought to herself: If the furniture downstairs is missing, does it mean that I am about to fall into the endless confusion again and lose my parents?

She was so frightened that she could hear her heart beating "bang bang bang", even faster and louder.

Finally, she held on to the wall, slowly moved her feet, and walked down.

......

"Mi'er, come and burn paper money for your mother-in-law, and then go to school with eggs. Qin Yirong was already kneeling on the curb outside the hall, and at a glance she saw Qin Miao'er in a trance, and hurriedly picked up a stack of paper money with her left hand.

She listened to the voice of the eldest woman, looked for prestige and saw someone, and was instantly relieved.

"Big Girl!"

She called her affectionately, then ran to it, knelt in front of the brazier in the middle of the hall, and burned the paper money.

At this time, Zhang Wenxiu's body was moved to the middle of the hall with the door panel from yesterday, and even the place where the seven-star lantern on the ground was located was exactly the same.

It's just that she is covered with two yellow quilts embroidered with dragons and phoenixes.

And Qin Mi'er could only look at her strange feet and the seven black dots on the soles of her shoes.

According to Qin Yirong's meaning, she divided the paper money into three pieces and threw them into the brazier, and in an instant, she saw the money paper that had been burned to ashes rising into the sky in the flames.

Qin Yirong was overjoyed when she saw it. "Your mother-in-law is very happy, look, she likes the money you burned. ”

Qin Mi'er was excited, and immediately picked up a stack of paper money from the ground, quickly divided it into three and a handful, and threw it into the brazier.

The flames burned brightly, and the black ash flew up to the cement slab of the hall.

She kowtowed and said in her heart: Mother-in-law, you go all the way. Take this money with you and live a new life in another world.

Qin Yirong raised her left hand, looked at the old Shanghai watch on her wrist, hurriedly took out an egg from her pocket, and said, "It's going to be eight o'clock, just eat an egg." ”

"Mi'er, it's okay, I'm going to be late!" Li Yan's voice came from outside the gate of the front yard, Qin Mi'er took the egg, got up and ran out.

But when she walked to her back door, she couldn't help but look back at the upright body of Zhang Wenxiu through the water tank where she raised goldfish, and let out a sigh.

She didn't know why. Just by feeling, so to be.

After all, this is the last time she sees her mother-in-law in this life—although, across the quilt.

But she had to see her again.

Li Yan saw Qin Miao'er, who was spilling tears and rushing out, and comforted: "Mi'er, don't be sad. ”

Qin Mi'er smiled slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and replied, "Well, thank you, Sister Li Yan." I believe that my mother-in-law went to another world and that she did not really die. ”

"Maybe. It is said that when people die, they will go to the underworld, then they will be punished in various ways, and finally they will go through the six reincarnations according to the creation of this life. ”

"If so, I believe my mother-in-law will go to the world where she is supposed to go. ”

Through her tears, Qin Mi'er looked at the rising sun in the east, and her heart was confused.

After a while, they came to the corner in front of the school gate, and Li Yan walked about five meters behind, as if she was afraid that her classmates would see that she was going with Qin Miao'er.

Qin Mi'er was used to it, turned around and smiled at her, and ran into the school gate.

This school is called Beishan Primary School, which is a courtyard house, Pu Xiu once told Qin Mi'er, here in 1979, the people of the village built it together.

This was originally a mass grave.

Many people in the village, when they were repairing the school, picked up copper coins and clay pots from here. And the copper coins that Qin Miao'er used to make chicken feather shuttlecock were also picked up by Pu Xiu here back then.

There is a custom in Guangji that no matter whether the family is rich or poor, once it is a collective work, everyone must participate in it. Even if it's building bridges and paving roads, it's all the same. When Qin Yong had already worked in Shanghai to buy a house and went on a business trip to Turkey, he also returned to Nanyue Village to participate in voluntary road repair.

Qin Yitian has been running around all the year round, and in order to pay the wages of more than 2,000 workers in the factory on time, the obligations of those families have to be participated by the delicate Pu Xiu and the villagers.

And his own self-reserved land is taken care of by the eldest sister Qin Yirong and brother-in-law Yu Yuanhua, and any watering and fertilization is done by Yu Yuanhua after getting off work from Huaxingqu Distillery, and he came to the upper yard to help Qin Yitian silently.

At that time, Qin Mi'er didn't quite understand why her father came in a small car outside, the small car went, and she also went into the entertainment hall to sing and dance, but her mother had to work so hard.

Although she has been with her father since she was a child and has been in and out of those places, she has always been prevaricated by those beautiful aunts with a handful of green arrow gum, and sat alone in an arranged room to watch TV - "Qin Miao, children can't play in nightclubs, and Auntie gives you candy to take you to watch TV." “

......

Zhang Wenxiu's death spread throughout the village.

As soon as she entered the school gate, Qin Mi'er saw the strange eyes cast by her classmates.

She habitually avoided their gaze, looked at the two acacia trees with a diameter of about two meters on the campus playground, and envied in her heart: Acacia trees, why can you live for hundreds of years, but people can only live for decades?

The acacia tree seemed to hear her heart, and the tall canopy was windless, and the small leaves "rustled" in response......

All morning, Qin Mi'er was groggy and had no intention of listening to the class.

"Bell bell bell ......"

Finally, the bell rang for the last class, and she listlessly put the books and stationery boxes on the table into the flower line schoolbag, like a wandering soul, moving towards the back door of the classroom.

"Classmate Qin Mi'er, you wait!" The gentle Teacher Yin stood on the podium, holding the music book in both hands, and looked at her with a heavy face.

She pulled the schoolbag belt on her shoulder and looked at Teacher Yin timidly, feeling ashamed.

I saw Teacher Yin Xiaoxia walking off the podium and approaching Qin Miao'er, but she stood on the ground with red ears and red ears, and couldn't help but lower her head.

I haven't listened carefully for half a day, will she blame herself?

How should I answer her?

......

Just as she was guessing, Mr. Yin's big black scalp shoes had already entered her eyes.

Qin Mi'er bit her lower lip and squinted her eyes slightly, afraid that she would criticize her indiscriminately.

Who knows, Mr. Yin said gently: "The deceased is gone, and the living are like this." Someone just came to school and asked you for leave, so I didn't use it in the afternoon. ”

After speaking, the pair of black big scalp shoes gradually disappeared with the sound of "bang".

She breathed a long sigh of relief, still tugging on the soft bag belt, and walked home in a daze.

......

The suona shook the sky, and the gongs and drums sounded in unison.

Zhong Banxian took his team of Taoist priests and came to the Qin family to open the altar after Qin Mi'er entered the school.

Qin Mi'er carried her schoolbag on her back, walked through the patio unhappily, and looked at the old man in a yellow robe, holding a talisman paper in her hand, and chanting a spell in front of a coffin that was not sealed.

She stopped and looked blankly, and the dancing Taoist did not stop moving, but his eyes were always on her.

Does he know me?

Qin Mi'er could see a different kind of emotion from that gaze.

It is not a disgust in the eyes of others, but an intriguing and complex feeling.

Qin Mi'er also felt that he seemed to be acquainted, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

But the Taoist was happy in his heart: it turned out that she had been here for many days, and now she finally met her.

"Mi'er, what are you doing standing. Go and put the schoolbag away, come here and kneel!" Qin Yitian, who was kneeling in the upper left of the coffin, suddenly snorted coldly.

When Qin Mi'er heard this, she hurriedly ran upstairs, put on filial piety clothes, wrapped in filial piety cloth, and quickly came to the door of the backyard hall after going downstairs.

"Mi'er, come and kneel beside the big man. Qin Yirong, who was dressed in filial piety, beckoned to her and motioned for her to come over.

Pu Xiu was kneeling on Qin Yirong's right hand at this time, looking at Qin Miao'er with warm eyes. Now there are several more people kneeling on the ground, including Qing Wazi, Feng Son, Jun Son, Four Women, Five Wazi, Red Woman and their target children.

Qin Miao'er looked back at Pu Xiu expectantly, and wanted to tell her with her eyes: Mom, I want to be next to you.

Unexpectedly, Pu Xiu actually understood what she meant and shook her head slightly.

"Why are you still stunned!" Qin Yitian calmed his face and shouted again.

Qin Miao'er immediately lowered her head, avoiding his stern gaze, and reluctantly knelt beside the eldest concubine.

The cousin and eldest brother who knelt opposite her, Brother Hua and the younger sister Qin Dan looked at her sympathetically, which made her feel aggrieved.

Nothing did I do wrong?

Why is it inexplicably murderous to me?

Now I can't see each other a few times a year, and every day I come back when I sleep, and I still want you to study, hmph, you don't love me at all.

At noon at this time, many relatives and friends came over, and they saw the tears in Qin Miao'er's eyes, which caused the seven aunts and eight aunts who were watching to also cry.

I don't know who said, "Whoever dies in the family is crying, the louder the better." Let the gods and Buddhas all hear that only then can the six animals in this family prosper, be harmonious and happy. The better you cry, the easier it is for this family to prosper. ”

"This filial granddaughter, you are late, come to incense. Han Bing, who was wearing a yellow-robed Taoist uniform, handed three sticks of incense to Qin Mi'er.

Qin Mi'er looked at him curiously, always feeling familiar, but she didn't think much about it, according to his instructions, she bowed three times, and then inserted the incense into the incense.

Han Bing handed her two more candles and asked her to still bow three times and insert them in the incense ashes.

Then there is the paper money, which is bowed three times and set on fire.

Finally, a bowl of rice, a leaf cigarette, and three glasses of wine.

Again, he prostrated three times, and then kowtowed.

Qin Mi'er did as he meant one by one, and finally handed them back in turn.

Han Bing offered rice and cigarettes on the small table in front of the coffin, but poured the wine into the pile of incinerated paper money.

I only heard him shouting in a long voice: "The time to seal the coffin has arrived!"

"Now please refrain from the oxen, and the horses. ”

His voice fell, and everyone's eyes looked at Qin Mi'er in unison.

Seeing this, Pu Xiu got up from the ground and walked to her side, trying to help her up.

But she didn't dare to move, she didn't know what was happening at this time.

Seeing this, Han Bing added: "It's just that the eight characters of the birthday clash with the time of the deceased's death, and it is always good to avoid it." ”

"Little master, let's go ahead and get started. Mi'er, go out by yourself, and you can come back after the funeral. Qin Yitian glared at Pu Xiu, and Pu Xiu didn't say anything anymore, walked to his seat, and knelt down.

Qin Mi'er felt inexplicable, got up, and ran out of the door as she ran.

What kind of reason is this?

The whole village knows that my birthday is not good, and now even when my mother-in-law died, she actually made a mistake with me.

I'm a good living person, I won't talk about blocking people, and now I'm still blocking ghosts.

Qin Mi'er, for the whole world, you are the superfluous person.

......

Note: Dad called to say happy birthday, in fact, he wrote a letter to him a few days ago, but he didn't send it to Changji.

At this time, all the people that Lian Han really wanted to see in Ettebang were the calm and calm tall Mr. Zhao, the handsome Mr. Cui, and the beauty Zhang Fang, who looked like Chen Lili. There is also Master Chen Yinsheng, who taught Lianhan to write the traditional "hometown", and there are gentle Wang Xianxian and several Xianxian in Gansu. And the uncle in the oil bureau overalls, and so on. Especially the brother who met in the cafeteria in the middle of the night and ate Master Kong's sauerkraut flavor and braised beef flavor - it seems that he also bought a bottle of beer, which made Lianhan, who was already going to treat brain disease, worsen his condition, and had a headache so much that he ran to the boys' dormitory to settle accounts with him everywhere, but he didn't see anyone.

There is also the Liu Min who looks like a thin version, and Lianhan didn't let him pose to take a group photo with Liu Min when he was a child. Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for not blaming Lianhan for being untargeted.

Thank you also to Dr. Ma and Dr. Wang of Shihezi for their treatment: a miracle doctor of traditional Chinese medicine and a master of silver needles. It's just that Lian Han was too timid, and she was frightened when she watched more than an inch of silver needles enter her body, and the loud crying disturbed many nearby residents, and then she was scared, really scared, because there were still many things she hadn't done and people she loved, she hadn't seen them, so she secretly pulled the silver needles inserted in her head.

As more than an inch long silver needle was pulled out of her head and so much blood flowed, she realized that she still had something to ask someone in this life.

I'm sorry, Grandpa Wang, Lianhan is afraid that all those silver needles will enter his body.

I never know what love is, is it the person I think of when facing death, is it the first love?