Chapter 16: The Light of Mobile Phones (4)
Uncle Li didn't understand it all of a sudden, "What? ”
"He's gone...... I fell while taking a bath, and I was sent to the hospital for rescue for half a month, but I still left......" Aunt Li held Uncle Li's hand.
"Why...... Nobody told us...... He ......" Uncle Li was a little overwhelmed, but after a while, he calmed down, "He's a month younger than me......"
Aunt Li sighed and patted the back of Uncle Li's hand.
"His daughter doesn't call us either. Is the funeral all done? Buried? No one at the unit informed me. Uncle Li asked
"No notice. No notice. Accidents in other places. Her daughter is out of town with him. Isn't that leg bad? His daughter wants to take him to the hot springs so that he can be more comfortable in winter......" Aunt Li's eyes were red.
Uncle Li was silent for a while, "Where is the tomb?" I always have to take a look. ”
"Okay, I'll call my son first and see when he's free. We'll go and worship when the time comes. Aunt Li immediately took out her mobile phone, "He should also kowtow." He was in high school at the time, and Lao Long helped him find that Teacher Ji. If it weren't for the teacher to make up for him, I don't know what to do......"
The phone rang, and Aunt Li spoke to her son.
Uncle Li didn't listen to what the mother and son said.
He glanced at the list and phone book on the coffee table.
On that list, there was a cross after the neat names, a row of checks, some were empty, and in addition to that, there were two names that had been crossed out.
Aunt Li didn't know when she finished the call, and followed Uncle Li's line of sight to see the list on the coffee table.
"What's wrong with these two?" Aunt Li asked uneasily.
"It's gone......" Uncle Li replied abruptly.
Aunt Li didn't know what to say for a while.
"You go cook." Uncle Li took the initiative to say.
"Old man......" Aunt Li stopped talking.
"I'm fine, you can cook. Okay with your son, right? Uncle Li asked.
"Well, that's right. He'll be available this weekend. He'll come over tomorrow to see ......."
"Look at what. I'm fine. I...... Alas...... Actually, it's pretty much the same. There were a few of us at that time, and Lao Long and I lived the longest. That Ermaozi, who left before the boss was born, lung cancer. There is also a big hair. Don't you always ask why his name is Ermaozi? We were playing with a big hairy guy at the time. At the earliest, me, Da Long, and Da Mao ...... Not long after Da Mao graduated from elementary school, he left...... Later, I met Ermaozi when I entered the factory...... Ermaozi didn't go to school, and the literacy class he attended was at most a high school level. After release, he will suffer the loss of being uneducated. Fortunately, I learned some skills from my master. Da Mao was also sick, I don't know what the disease was, he vomited blood, and the doctor said it was lung disease for a while, and then said that it was a bad heart......" Uncle Li sighed as he spoke.
"How did these two go?" Aunt Li pointed to the list and asked, "I don't seem to have seen either of these names." ”
"It's a colleague from my former factory. Didn't you eat together after you retired? They all left one on the phone. Two years ago, when the Chinese New Year was celebrated, didn't they still call to pay New Year's greetings? ”
"How many calls did you make during the New Year? Busier than your sons and daughters. Big leader-" Aunt Li wanted to say something, but she couldn't hold back.
Uncle Li seemed to have recovered a little bit of his spirit because of Aunt Li's casual words, and educated Aunt Li as usual, "What a big leader." This is how I was a good person at that time, and everyone remembers it. ”
"Remember not to report your funeral?" Aunt Li didn't hold back this time and blurted out.
Uncle Li stiffened his neck, "Our friendship is that of our older generation, how do their sons and daughters know?" Can they report my funeral in advance? ”
"I'll give you a dream afterwards!" Aunt Li played her usual fast-talking nature and said without taboos.
"What nonsense!" Uncle Li didn't bother to pay attention to Aunt Li's tone, picked up the list and pen, and crossed out Jiang Longchang's name.
That straight line is very neatly drawn.
Seeing Uncle Li put down the pen and paper, Aunt Li said, "You old men, you are all outdated. I have written people down in my notebook, and I don't know how many years I have memorized, and I can't read the words clearly. It's strange that my son and daughter can inform you. She put her mobile phone in front of Uncle Li, "Look at me like this, when the time comes, let my son and daughter use my WeChat group to send a message, and no one will miss it." ”
"Don't talk nonsense!" Uncle Li accentuated his tone and reprimanded.
"I won't tell you. I went to cook the dishes. ”
"You give me the phone number of the old dragon girl, I have to say a word to her." Uncle Li called out to Aunt Li, who got up.
"I left her WeChat. Do you have a cell phone? Will you use WeChat or not? ”
"Didn't she just call you?"
"That's a WeChat call."
"Not a phone call yet?"
"It's not a phone number. I can't tell you old turtle clearly. I'll call you and you can tell her. Aunt Li clicked on WeChat.
The phone rang for a while, and then I dialed it.
Aunt Li and Xiao Jiang spoke a few words, then handed over the mobile phone to Uncle Li, who was watching with a blank eye, and ran to cook the dishes by himself.
When Aunt Li finished cooking two dishes and one soup and was ready for dinner, Uncle Li hadn't finished making the phone call yet.
"Alright, you. People have to eat at home. Aunt Li said.
Uncle Li nodded, "...... Well. Good good. You tell Aunt Li...... Good. I hung up. ”
He put down his phone and looked at the screen interface, feeling like he didn't know what to do.
Aunt Li took her iPhone directly from him, "Didn't you tell me?" Why did it hang? ”
"She said send it to you. How did she send it to you? Uncle Li asked.
Aunt Li's phone rang.
"It's here. Address. Aunt Li showed Uncle Li the address of the cemetery sent by Xiao Jiang.
Uncle Li squinted his eyes and looked at it with his presbyopia for less than two seconds, but he didn't see it clearly, and asked Aunt Li to take the phone back.
"Oops!"
"Don't hey. What do you see? It wasn't my son who took us there yet. When the son comes, just show him. Hurry up and have dinner. Aunt Li said very directly.
Uncle Li muttered, but obediently followed Aunt Li to the dining room.
After the old couple finished eating, Aunt Li took care of Uncle Li and washed the dishes as usual. This time, she said one more word, so that Uncle Li remembered to throw away the pot.
Aunt Li seemed to have forgotten Jiang Longchang's death, sitting on the sofa, listening to news programs, and looking at her mobile phone. Her fingers kept swiping across the screen, and the animals on the screen were eliminated by her in groups.
Uncle Li didn't feel sad for long. He was just a little sad. He was still thinking about it when he was washing the dishes, about it when he was taking out the garbage, and about it when he threw away the pot with the bottom of the pot that was all black.
He and Aunt Li are both very tough people, not at all like eighty-year-old men. They've been sick and injured, but they've not been a big problem. When they first retired, the two of them discussed what to do next, to travel, where to play, when to die, and where to buy a cemetery. The cemetery has not been bought until now. Of course, none of the plans for the trip came to fruition. In the blink of an eye, he was eighty. It seems that he retired not long ago, and not long ago they had just eaten, fished, and played mahjong with Jiang Longchang and his wife...... Jiang Longchang's wife has been dead for ten years. They didn't go to that funeral, but went to offer incense on the first seventh. They comforted Jiang Longchang and seemed to have mentioned the purchase of a cemetery, but in the end they still did not buy it; It seems that the matter of tourism is also mentioned, but it is also not over.
Uncle Li stood in front of the trash can, with mixed feelings for a while, and there was an indescribable feeling.