It was as if I had walked into a maze where I could never find an exit, and I couldn't see the end of the road. But I kept standing up and stepping forward, because I saw a little bit of a bean-sized light. - "Lights"

The night is silent and cold.

Jiang Han stood aimlessly under the street lamp, his long shadow slowly stretched to a blur by the dim light. But from time to time he looked up at the dim yellow light, the color that swept away the darkness.

There was still a dead silence all around, and it was already late at night.

Jiang Han was a little lonely, and he couldn't help but look back on the past.

Although it was his turn to be twenty-four this year, he lived like a man of thirty.

When he returned to his hometown a while ago, he realized that he had been missing a lot of things when he went to the empty houses and the weeds everywhere.

The third uncle passed away a few years ago, and the cause of death was lung cancer.

The third uncle is an old smoker, this is the most famous thing in Jiang Han's ten miles and eight townships, and many people will let the third uncle taste it when they buy good cigarettes.

It is said that the third uncle also opened a tobacco company when he was young and had a special affection for cigarettes.

On the day of the funeral, the Rong Master painted a picture of the third uncle's most beautiful appearance during his lifetime, which met the standards of his old smokers, and there were many relatives who came to mourn him that day, so many that they almost filled the entire auditorium.

The wind blew gently, and every inch of the sun was cut into dappled light and shadow by the flowing clouds.

Jiang Han himself was among them, standing in front of the hall.

But when he really faced the cold body of the third uncle, the bits and pieces of the past came to his heart like a spring, and tears unconsciously rolled down the corners of his eyes.

I didn't expect that for the first time, I felt that life was so fragile in front of me, and this was the case.

Then he secretly saw that the funeral was over, and his father was standing alone on the steps of the entrance of the auditorium.

Father said that this was the place where he and the third uncle first met, and it has been almost thirty years now, and he also compared to Jiang Han the appearance of the first time he met the third uncle. But when he was halfway through the conversation with Jiang Han, Jiang Han clearly saw that his eyes flashed with tears like a child.

This able-bodied man was now hunched back like the old men of the past, and the lamp flickered faintly.

Jiang Han realized that his former high-spirited father had now become a gray-haired old man, and he was no longer the same as he was back then.

It has been a few years since he went out to work, and Jiang Han deeply realized his father's difficulty and sadness.

In order to not only support himself, but also to provide financial security for his distant family on a regular basis. However, due to the low level of education, one person can only work several part-time jobs.

It is not easy to express in language, and it is not easy to communicate......

These many difficulties made Jiang Han only hate why he didn't work hard in the first place, failed to be admitted to college, and shared some family responsibilities for him early.

In February 2010, my father finally relaxed, and the family's conditions began to improve, but this good situation did not last long.

Due to the irregular schedule and heavy workload for many years, my father was diagnosed with liver cirrhosis, which progressed to the compensatory stage, which was a heavy blow to my mother and me.

Jiang Han never imagined that he had just experienced the death of his relatives, but in the blink of an eye, he would begin to bear the death of his father.

In March, Jiang Han came to his father's bedside in the city hospital, and his father did not say that he showed a serious expression to him as in the past, but said a few words to Jiang Han with a rare smile: "Has your work been going well recently?" Did you eat well? ”。

"It's okay, everything is fine. It would be better if you could get better, Dad! Jiang Han had red eyes, and lay in silence in front of his father's hospital bed for a long time before choking up.

"You've grown up, and I'll have enough in this life." Father touched Jiang Han's brain and said calmly.

"Time flies! It's just that your mother has suffered for the rest of her life. ”

"I'm leaving, you're going out again, your mother gave birth to you and raised you, but no one takes care of you."

"You know what? Last night I also dreamed of your grandparents, as well as your brother, uncle, and third uncle...... They said to me, 'When a man is tired, he should take a rest.' Haha, aren't you weird? ”

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That day, Jiang Han heard a lot about his father's youth, and the two masters had a stress-free exchange for the first time. It was also the first time that Jiang Han realized how shallow his understanding of his father had always been.

In May, the old man was gone.

Jiang Han followed the funeral convoy with red eyes, and his mother was almost in a coma of grief. When he arrived at the end of the convoy, Jiang Han looked at the tombstone of the third uncle next to him, and really felt the unreality of life at this moment.

The living life is gone, and you are not able to protect it.

The tree wants to be still, but the wind keeps blowing its branches and leaves. Jiang Han wanted to be filial to his parents, but it seemed that everything was not as he expected.