Chapter 8: The Humble Cemetery
"Is this true?" Xia Xue's body trembled, it has always been smooth sailing in her world, since she was a child, her parents held her in the palm of her hand like a baby, and she had whatever she wanted, she didn't expect Xue Ziye's life to be like this, she could be happy for a long time for an egg.
Xia Xue silently turned off the "Invisible Wings" in the headphones, and looked at Xue Ziye, who was holding a plate and his indecent eating appearance: "What about your parents?"
"Look at the face of this meal to tell you a secret, I was picked up by my grandfather" Xue Ziye looked at the people around and whispered to Xia Xue, in fact, Xue Ziye didn't know how to want to share his secret with Xia Xue, maybe it was just the face of this meal as Xue Ziye said.
"Are you an orphan?" Xia Xue covered her mouth in surprise.
"I'm not an orphan, I have a grandfather," Xue Ziye emphasized seriously.
"I'm sorry, then do you know what your parents look like, why don't they want you anymore" Xia Xue was a little embarrassed, this was inconvenient for a person to ask, but she was very curious in her heart.
"Oh, it's okay, I just remember that they left me on the street when they left, and I cried and cried there all the time, and finally the bar grandpa cried, and I don't know why they didn't want me. Xue Ziye pretended to be relaxed and smiled with his shoulders in his hands.
"Is your grandfather very nice to you?" Xia Xue asked.
"Of course, when I was a child, my grandfather told me stories and some of his life insights every day, which made me understand the world when I was very young, so I have always been very sensible, and when my grandfather saw the people around him, he patted his chest everywhere and said, this little guy is my grandson, sensible. The corners of Xue Ziye's eyes showed a faint warmth, which was what he was most proud of in his life, because his grandfather was proud of him.
"Don't you want your grandfather?" asked Xia Xue carefully.
"Of course I thought about it, but grandpa told me that life should look forward, and only the weak will often look back on the past, and grandpa told me not to be sad, so I will abide by what grandpa said. Xue Ziye waved his right hand to show that he didn't mind.
"Tell me about your affairs over the years, okay?" Xia Xue suddenly felt that Xue Ziye was very mysterious, all in all, he felt that he was a young man, he was obviously a teenager, but he understood so many truths, and lost a lot of youthful vitality.
"Yes, yes," ......
In the afternoon, Xue Ziye asked the teacher for a leave, and under the repeated instructions of the teacher, Xue Ziye went out of the office, he wanted to make money, and he once swore in his heart that his grandfather would buy a tombstone.
A penny is hard to beat a hero, let alone a skinny teenager.
The sunset on the seashore of SH City is more vivid red than that inland, and even the dark waters are reflected in blood red. At this time, the workers on the construction site were already busy, and their tired bodies became eager to sleep little by little in the bitterness and pain, after all, they had endured a high load of labor for a day.
The summer sun shone through the thin clouds on the noisy construction site, the various steel frames were scorched, and the radiated heat turned the construction site into a furnace, and the sweat of the shirtless workers flowed through the dark skin like a snow-capped mountain, including of course, the scrawny figure. It wasn't until the blood-red clouds lingered in the West that they had their own time.
Xue Ziye came straight to the construction site after coming out of school, originally the contractor said that he would not want child labor, but when Xue Ziye said half the price lightly, he changed his attention, and the contractor arranged Xue Ziye's work with a smile with his chubby body and squinting at the small eyes that were about to be stacked together.
The extremely harsh living environment, the worrying healthy diet, the ultra-high-intensity hard work, the loss of blood day after day, and the terrible construction site have consumed their health and devoured their **. Only then did I understand why spirits are the friend of laborers, why arrears of wages are a loss of conscience, and why laborers are the backbone of China.
Xue Ziye only knew that he was very tired, very tired, and he didn't know how long he had been working, but Xue Ziye was glad that he didn't faint, and he should really thank Xia Xue for giving me strength for that meal, Xue Ziye thought secretly.
The money for the tombstone seems to be beckoning to you, as long as you stand up, it will pass.
The scrawny body shoulders the heavy burden and staggers forward, how far can it go in the face of such a rugged road? How long can the heart-wrenching words endure under the flooding of hundreds of yuan? As the saying goes, a man does not flick when he has tears, but in the face of the concern of breaking into a dream, how can he not tear his heart and lungs and tear two lines?
What's more, Xue Ziye is just a boy.
Xue Ziye inquired about the cost of eight hundred pieces for the simplest and inconspicuous tombstone, and Xue Ziye counted it slowly, it seemed that he should work for a few more days to make it up.
Xue Ziye touched his purring stomach at a right angle, and looked at the small plastic bag of eggs packed by the restaurant in the schoolbag, Xue Ziye gritted his teeth, silently picked up the stainless steel water cup next to him and swallowed it in a big gulp, his throat moved, Xue Ziye was imagining that he was eating the delicious noon, tomato scrambled eggs.
Watching the sun slowly set below the horizon, Xue Ziye knew that he was going to be paid, and after receiving two hundred yuan in the hands of the fat contractor, Xue Ziye dragged his tired body and walked home silently.
It was completely dark, but it also meant that the city that never sleeps had officially surfaced, and the lights were slowly shining in front of you, and the traffic was busy.
But this has nothing to do with Xue Ziye at all, and even Xue Ziye doesn't know what the switch of the neon sign looks like and who lights it up.
Pushing open the creaking wooden door, Xue Ziye suddenly lay on the ground, which is the so-called bed.
"By the way, I haven't delivered eggs to my grandfather yet!" After that, Xue Ziye turned over and picked up his schoolbag and went out.
Dark.
The two figures were quietly hidden in the dark, it was the priest and the old man who struck the bell that Xue Ziye saw in the morning.
"This kid is really hardworking," the old man sighed.
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to him, let alone choose him" The black robe on the pastor's body trembled, "I will let him join us as soon as possible, even if I will do whatever it takes, I will admit it"
The old man gave the priest a deep look, but did not speak.
Xue Ziye ignored the exhaustion on his body, and walked through several streets in a row, this is already the edge of SH City, and there is also a slum here, a slum that is poorer than a shantytown.
However, the scenery here is very good, there are mountains and rivers, a rare and clean place.
In a corner at the foot of the hill behind the slum, Xue Ziye knelt in front of a slightly moist dirt bag, took out eggs from the schoolbag and spread them in front of the dirt bag.
"Grandpa, this is the egg you like to eat, but I believe that your old man has never eaten such an egg, eggs and tomatoes are scrambled together, very delicious, I picked out the eggs and gave them to you to eat, I don't know grandpa if you have ever eaten eggs in the sky, if you can't eat it, come back quickly, let's go eat it, anyway, so many can't be eaten" Xue Ziye's voice was choked, tears fell drop by drop, and finally turned into wisps of longing, lying on the small dirt bag and crying, crying indulgently like childhood, crying heartbreakingly.
At this time, it was already late at night, and it was very cold at night in SH City, Xue Ziye instinctively hugged the small earthen bag, as if in his eyes, this small earthen bag was the warmest stove, and it was the most important thing to be able to warm people's hearts.
Perhaps this dirt bag is out of place with the whole city, it is the only place where there is no light, the silence is terrible, deep and long, only the cry of pain and helplessness can be heard in the darkness.
In Xue Ziye's heart, the flickering bright lights can never compare to the warmth of grandpa's arms, nothing is worth mentioning in front of grandpa's smile, the flickering and prosperous lights don't care what happened to Xue Ziye, the lights are out, and they can be lit again, but grandpa is gone, and he will really never come back.
Thinking of a scene in his grandfather's arms and listening to his grandfather tell his feelings, Xue Ziye felt warm from the bottom of his heart, even if the wind was strong at night.
I don't know when Xue Ziye fell asleep on the dirt bag, maybe it was because the work on the construction site was very tiring, or maybe it was because he was haggard, Xue Ziye slept soundly.
"Grandpa, I miss you, come back quickly, let's eat eggs together"
"Grandpa, I'm so scared"
"Grandpa, I'll tell you good news, I'm about to get the money for the tombstone, but I'm really tired" Xue Ziye said in his dream, but his body slowly became cold.