A quarter of an hour later, the old woman pointed to the dilapidated house in front of her and said, "I don't know why this big baby wants to sell the house that has been demolished, and she is crowded in such a corner with her mother-in-law and children, and Xinghua can actually stand it." ”

Xi Qing looked at the remnants of the wall in front of him, and said in a trembling voice: "...... He used to live here? ”

"Yes, I've lived for more than a year, and it's leaky, no, I just survived the winter." The old woman was angry when she said this: "It's a hundred times since he died, poor Xinghua mother and son, how should I live this day?" ”

She beckoned somewhere: "Dog baby, call your mother out, your family has come to relatives." ”

The boy was about three years old, his small body was hiding behind a tree, only one head was exposed to look at Xi Qing, the whole person was as thin as firewood, and he looked light, as if he could fall down when the wind blew.

"Why are you stunned? Hurry up and call your mother out, come to rich relatives, you know? ”

He glanced at Xi Qing and ran into the house with a puff of smoke.

After a while, a woman wearing an apron walked out of the gate, her face was withered, her expression was haggard, and the fine lines on her face were a little deep, but in terms of facial features, she was a standard beauty.

Xinghua walked over, looked at the light seat, and then looked at the old woman: "Aunt Li, who is this?" ”

"Relatives of the Dawa family, didn't your man tell you before he went?"

She was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "He didn't say it." ”

"Everyone has come to the door, it must be a relative, you got married late, maybe the eldest baby forgot to tell you, don't you invite people to come in and sit?"

Xinghua looked at Xi Qing and said with some embarrassment: "Do you want to come in and sit for a while?" ”

She nodded and followed.

The house is very dilapidated, the wall skin is half-peeled off and half off, there are cobwebs at the high point, you can see the skylight, the whole room, except for a shabby and narrow bed, there are only a few tables, chairs, benches and a cabinet, there seems to be a room in the back, the door is closed, she can't see the scene inside.

The woman came over with a glass of boiled water: "Do you know Luo Li?" ”

"Well, I'm here for him."

"Are you really a relative of his?"

"It's not." Xi Qing put down the water glass, staring at her with a wrong eye, red and bloodshot, a little oozing: "Where is Luo Li buried him?" ”

"What are you asking for?"

"Where?"

Xing Huamo looked at her carefully, and after a long while, she asked tentatively: "Are you Xi Qing?" ”

She nodded.

The woman laughed, wept again, and pointed to the room inside, saying, "He is inside." ”

Xi Qing suddenly felt that his feet seemed to be filled with lead, his eyes were fixed on the wooden door and he didn't move, and his steps were heavy.

"Squeak......

The crack in the door grew wider and wider, and the scene inside was exposed to her eyes, and in a room of about a few square meters, there was only a low wooden table with a box on it, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated on it.

She stood tall by the door, her body empty, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Do you know how much I envy you?" The woman walked over: "He wanted to see you before he died, I bought a ticket for him, but unfortunately he lost his breath before he entered the town, guess what he said before he died?" ”

Xi Qing was already unconscious, trembling and walked over, and the moment he opened the lid of the box, tears flowed down and smashed on the urn.

"He said that he must see you, otherwise he will not be buried, and he also said that he did not break his promise, the car is ready, but unfortunately he can't accompany you to the end, you are a thin and cool person, you should soon forget about him......"

The woman said, tears wetting her cheeks: "When he died, his eyes were staring, so unwilling and powerless, he kept calling your name. ”