Fan Wei is a native of Yaocheng, but his ancestral home is in neighboring Shannan. His grandparents' generation moved from Shannan to Yaocheng to earn a living, and after three generations, they can be regarded as rooted here, and they are outright Yaocheng people.

He naturally has a few distant relatives in his hometown of Shannan. When his grandfather was alive, his grandfather handled the affairs of his hometown, and if there was any need, he called his children to help. When his grandfather died, his father Fan Zonglong was the eldest brother of his generation, although he was born and grew up in Yaocheng, but there was a red and white matter in his hometown, and he would be notified to go back.

Fan Wei had never been to Shannan since he was a child. At that time, the road was inconvenient, there was no highway, and I had to take a dilapidated minibus from Yaocheng to Shannan for several hours, the car was crowded, people and luggage were stuffed together, and the whole car was like a grandmother making green pepper stuffed meat for her eldest grandson who had not seen her for a long time, and the meat was so full that the green pepper was cracked, and the snakeskin bag, head, and arm were squeezed out of the car window; The dirt road was potholed, the car swayed on it, the bumps were so bumpy that people vomited all the overnight meals, and the head could stick out the window to suck up some dust, which was comfortable.

Fan Wei's grandfather is also supported by homesickness and the hard and simple style of the older generation, and can work tirelessly to return to his hometown. Fan Zonglong only had the responsibility of serving Lao Tzu as a son at that time, even if Lao Tzu died, the responsibility was not to the extent that he said that he would be relieved. When it was Fan Wei's turn, of course there was nothing, so he didn't need to go.

The first time he went to Shannan, he just heard about the existence of the Golden Year Nursing Home more than a year ago, and took Fan Zonglong all the way over. Of course, he didn't have to squeeze the bus when he went, even if he took an old man who was delirious, and he didn't have to worry about the bumpy road.

But it wasn't a pleasant trip at all.

When he went, it was unpleasant, Fan Wei was apprehensive, but he was full of expectations; When I came back, I couldn't say that it was pleasant, but there was always a sense of relief.

Overall, Fan Weineng called the trip "worth it".

The second time he went to Shannan, it was the Golden Year Nursing Home that informed him of Fan Zonglong's death. When he answered the phone, he asked about it, and as soon as he told Zhu Tongyu, he was criticized by Zhu Tongyu and called the Golden Year Nursing Home again, and asked in detail about the cost of cremation and funeral. The husband and wife calculated for a long time, and after various price comparisons on the Internet, they did not let the Golden Year Nursing Home directly send Fan Zonglong's ashes back, but Fan Wei personally ran and retrieved the ashes, signed up for an ecological burial in Yaocheng, buried Fan Zonglong's ashes under special tree roots, and received a reward and subsidy.

Fan Wei didn't know if he needed to go to Shannan for the third time.

It's better not to go.

He waited at home worriedly, unaware that there were three other ghosts waiting with him.

The staff of the community came to the door on time at 10 o'clock in the morning, and among the three people who came, one familiar face was the director of their community neighborhood committee; A half-familiar face is the old policeman of the police station who is responsible for the security of their community, and the photo is posted on the propaganda board, which can be seen every day from the community in and out; Another one is a complete face, Director Wu introduced that his surname is Zhou, and he doesn't know what he is called or what he does, but he only said that he came from Shannan on a special trip, because he is younger than everyone else, he is called Xiao Zhou.

Having said that, the three of them stood in a row, Director Wu smiled, the old man was middle-aged, and at first glance, only that Xiao Zhou was an official.

Fan Wei himself is also a middle-aged social animal, and he does not have the ability of Xiao Zhou.

Then his heart became even more empty.

"That's the case, the Golden Year Nursing Home was complained and reported some time ago. Our relevant departments of civil affairs and industry and commerce have intervened in the investigation, and the public security is also looking for clues. In the course of our investigation, we learned that Mr. Fan, your father had lived there for a while and had also died there, so we wanted to find out more about the situation. Take it easy. This is the normal process. Every elderly person who has lived there, we will come to the door to inquire one by one. Say whatever you want, don't think too much. Xiao Zhou was the first to speak.

's businesslike tone made his comfort not play a reassuring role.

Uncle Li and Song Yingying glanced at each other.

Both of them got some information from Li Yun, but Li Yun didn't know how the investigation was going on Shannan's side. He is only a witness, not a victim, and even if he is a victim, there is no reason for him to be informed of the case in the first place.

However, the news of Tao Lei's arrest, Li Yun had already heard about it from Jin Aiyun.

Deng Xin was very happy about this, but Li Yun was not so easy to relax.

No matter what, Li Yun would not be as nervous as Fan Wei is now.

In the winter, the air conditioner was turned on at home, and Fan Wei sweated vigorously, but it was all cold sweat.

"I, uh, what you mean by understanding the situation......" Fan Wei asked very crampedly.

"Let's talk about your father. He's from Yaocheng, right? Xiao Zhou took out a small notebook, compared the contents on it, and raised his eyes to ask.

Fan Wei wanted to see what was written in the notebook, but he stretched his neck and couldn't see a word.

He was even more uneasy in his heart, nodded vigorously, and replied with a dry "yes".

"Is there a history of any previous illness? Do you have a disability? Can you take care of yourself? Xiao Zhou then asked.

Fan Wei opened his mouth and did not answer immediately.

"Huh? Isn't it clear to you? Xiao Zhou asked, "You are an only child, right?" ”

"Yes......"

"Your father, Fan Zonglong, didn't live with you?"

“…… It was a ...... to stay together."

"And how is he in good health?"

He ...... He used to be fine. Fan Wei wiped his sweat, "Just, two years ago, probably more than two years ago, he had a stroke." I was in good health before. ”

"After a stroke, are there any sequelae?"

"Hmm. It's just that I don't know how to go to the toilet, my hands are shaking, and it's not very good to ......," Fan Wei said.

"That's the case. In the past, I often saw Lao Fan in the community, shopping for vegetables, taking his granddaughter, and taking a walk. When I was 16 or 17 years old, I heard that he had a stroke, and I haven't seen him go out after that. Director Wu next to him felt embarrassed and helped Fan Wei add, "Don't be nervous, Xiao Fan." It's about understanding the situation, what do you have to say. ”

Fan Wei's smile was ugly.

Xiao Zhou lowered his eyes, "Then you sent Fan Zonglong to the Golden Year Nursing Home?" ”

"No, no." Fan Wei hurriedly denied it, "We took care of him for a while." But ......" Fan Wei squeezed out a little smile, "both of us and my husband have to go to work, and there are two children in junior high school. Oh, it was a kid who was about to start junior high school. The family is small, and it is troublesome to hire a nanny, so I thought that I could send it to a special nursing home...... It's good for dad to treat, too. ”

Standing in the center of the room, the ghost who happened to be surrounded by this circle of people moved, and looked down at Fan Wei as before.

Director Wu frowned slightly, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

In this room, if you want to say that you know the inside story, Fan Wei is probably the only one who knows. The others only knew bits and pieces of information and could not piece together the true nature of the incident.

Xiao Zhou, as a person sent by the Shannan investigation team, knows the details of the Golden Year Nursing Home very well. He came with colored glasses and was full of suspicion about Fan Wei.

Director Wu is the person who knows the situation of the Fan family the most except Fan Wei. She has worked in the neighborhood committee for 20 years, and has worked all the way to the position of director of the neighborhood committee, and knows the old residents in this community. It's Fan Wei, she can also say that she grew up watching each other.

The old house of the Fan family was Fan Zonglong's unit back then, and it has always been lived in by their family. Fan Wei got married, Fan Zonglong and his wife took out the savings to give their son a down payment for the new house, and their in-laws paid the young couple to decorate, and Fan Wei moved out. Fan Zonglong didn't hide this from his neighbors, and took it out from time to time to chatter, complaining that the housing prices are expensive now and it is not easy for children.

Director Wu also knew that Fan Zonglong's twin granddaughters, the younger one was not in good health, and he ran to the hospital twice in three days, and spent a lot of medical expenses. This is also a complaint that Fan Zonglong often hangs on his lips.

After a few more years, Fan's complaint turned into a problem of children going to school.

The primary school opposite Fan Wei's new house is not as good as the primary school in their community. Fan Wei and his wife moved their children's household registration to Fan Zonglong, and the family of four also moved over to facilitate the children's study.

Fan Zonglong's wife had passed away at that time. An old house of fifty or sixty square meters has to live three adults and two children, but it is not comfortable.

Fan Zonglong gave up his master bedroom, gave the second bedroom to the two children, built a bed on the balcony, and also undertook all the housework at home, buying vegetables and cooking and picking up and dropping off the children.

On the weekend, the husband and wife took the children back to their new house, and Fan Zonglong was able to relax.

The neighbors chatted and gave Fan Zonglong an idea, asking Fan Wei to rent out the new house and rent a suite nearby, even if it was a one-bedroom room for Fan Zonglong to live in, it was better than three generations huddled together.

Fan Zonglong waved his hand, "Their house is still the same as a new house, everything is good, isn't it ruined by someone to rent it out?" There are a lot of things in it, children's things, their things, and it's troublesome to clean up. The children have only been studying for a few years, and I can still help them take care of the children when they live together. ”

Every word is true, and outsiders can't persuade anything.

Later, Fan Zonglong suffered a stroke and was in poor condition. It didn't take long to hear that Fan Wei took advantage of the child's summer vacation to move back to the new house, and the old house here began to be renovated.

Director Wu still remembers that he thought that Fan Wei wanted to install some auxiliary facilities in the house, so as to facilitate Fan Zonglong's life and make it convenient for them to take care of Fan Zonglong.

After that, the house was renovated, and I didn't see Fan Zonglong. I don't remember when I heard someone mention that Fan Wei sent Fan Zonglong to a nursing home......

The memories in Director Wu's mind converged into a flash of aura, and the eyes that looked at Fan Wei became shocked.

"Well......" Xiao Zhou was not shocked, he answered, indicating that he was listening, and then asked, "Has the nursing home contacted you?" ”

"Uh, contacted, contacted." Fan Wei's eyes dodged, "They said it was all good." We didn't have much time to see and my dad couldn't call me......"

"What did the nursing home say when your father died?"

"No, I didn't say anything. Just called me and let me know. Then ask me what to do with it...... I wanted to bring my dad back, but it wasn't convenient all the way. They said they could contact the crematorium. I bothered them to cremate them and brought the urn back. Fan Wei replied.

"You haven't seen your father's body?"

“…… didn't ......" Fan Wei's fleece thermal underwear was soaked with sweat and stuck to his body, and the hot air of the air conditioner blew, but he shivered.

"In other words, you haven't seen your father since you sent him to the Golden Year Nursing Home?" Xiao Zhou's gaze at Fan Wei was sharp.

Fan Wei snorted twice, but did not say a complete word.

Director Wu's eyes widened, "Xiao Fan, how can you-"

"Isn't that what I'm not working for? It's too busy. My wife and I are both busy at work. Two children, have to pick up and drop off every day, and they have to go to make-up classes and interest classes from Friday night, and they have no free time during winter and summer vacations. How can you have time to go so far in Shannan? Fan Wei's mouth suddenly sharpened, and he threw out the words that had been prepared for a long time.

"Then why send it so far? There are nursing homes nearby, there are also policies, and there are long-term care insurance nurses who can come to take care of your dad every day, and you don't have to do anything. ”

"Doesn't that cost money? Two small one-semester make-up classes are tens of thousands of yuan. How can we afford to hire a caregiver? Fan Wei has a heartbeat.

"You don't need money to send it to the nursing home over there?" Director Wu was incredulous.

Fan Wei lost his voice again because of this question.

"So what the hell is going on in nursing homes? Did you know there was a problem over there? How the hell did you find that nursing home? Director Wu was furious.

Fan Wei stiffened his neck, "Introduced by relatives." My hometown is in Shannan. There are a lot of relatives in my hometown. My dad goes back to his hometown every year to worship his ancestors, Director Wu, you know that, right? He just wanted to go to Shannan, and I couldn't stop him. After he had a stroke, he had a bad brain, and he clamored to go back to his hometown, so I went to a nursing home in Shannan. I'm not happy for him yet. ”

The more he talked, the more aggrieved Fan Wei became, as if he was telling the truth.

None of the people present could contradict him, saying that he was lying.

Uncle Li kept looking at the ghost.

He now knows the other person's name.

Fan Zonglong was still expressionless like a sculpture, but his dead eyes were always staring at Fan Wei.

Director Wu was so angry that his chest hurt, and he pointed at Fan Wei, "You, why did you become like this......"

"What has become of me? Don't talk nonsense and curse people. Fan Wei frowned.

The air conditioner in the room stopped working.

The two people in the quarrel, Xiao Zhou and Lao Fu, did not find out.

Cold air penetrates through the cracks in the windows, causing the indoor temperature to drop rapidly.

"You say, will he kill this son of a wreck?" Song Yingying didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and she was very heartless to gossip about Uncle Li.

Uncle Li sighed, "It's already a human tragedy, this has to be ...... again" Before he finished speaking, he shook his head and said no more.

"The son abandoned Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu killed his son, this is a retribution, right? It's not a human tragedy. "Song Young-young has a lot of ideas.

"Don't you feel pitiful and terrible?" Uncle Li was surprised, "You little girl, ......"

Song Yingying stuck out her tongue and glanced at Fan Zonglong, "I don't think he will really kill his son." ”

She just said that she was still watching the excitement.

If these ghosts are so capable, how can they be sculptures in the Golden Year Nursing Home?

Even when they return home, they are just sculptures.

No one saw them, but their presence could not be erased.

What has happened cannot be changed.

Making up for it can only affect the future, but not the past.

Director Wu was soon left by Fan Wei.

Xiao Zhou came with the mentality of going through the motions, casually recorded a few strokes in his notebook, and also said goodbye and left with Director Wu.

The old man shook his head and sighed, glanced at Fan Wei, and said the first thing he said after entering the door: "You still have some conscience, and worship your father well." ”

"Why do I have no conscience?" Fan Wei sneered.

When the old man heard this, he didn't say anything anymore, turned around and left.

"Shouldn't we go too?" Song Yingying sat on a chair next to the dining table, swaying back and forth like a horse. She didn't let the chair shake very measuredly, but just swayed back and forth by herself, which looked a little funny.

Uncle Li looked at Fan Zonglong.

Fan Zonglong moved more frequently now, his eyes chased Fan Wei, and he never left.

However, he didn't look like he was going to hurt Fan Wei.

Fan Wei sent the three people away, angry in his heart, and a hideous expression on his face.

He snorted angrily, and he didn't feel cold for a while.

It wasn't until he sat sulking and sneezing for a while that he felt something was wrong.

The remote control of the air conditioner was crackled by him, but it couldn't play a role.

He had no choice but to call the brand's official repair call, but was told that he would not be able to have workers come to his home until next Friday.

Fan Wei was so irritable that he wanted to smash his mobile phone, and suddenly remembered that there was a special maintenance worker's phone in the community, but he didn't remember what the phone was.

It is easiest to ask in the group of owners in the community, and the people of the neighborhood committee will definitely answer immediately, but ......

Fan Wei thought of Director Wu and gave up doing so.

He grabbed his puffer jacket, wrapped himself up, and decided to wait until Friday when the maintenance man arrived.

Fan Wei's lunch was leftovers from yesterday. He didn't need to buy vegetables, Zhu Tongyu led the two children to ballet classes in the afternoon, and there was a lot of time to go to the vegetable market in the middle. When they came back from class together, it was just before dinner, and they were still in time to cook a table of meals.

Fan Wei wrapped himself in a down jacket and watched TV all afternoon until the door was opened.

The sound of the key was crisp, but it lacked the crisp sound of the two children chattering in the past.

"Go wash your hands." Zhu Tongyu's voice was cold and angry.

Fan Wei turned his head to look over, "What's the matter?" The two of them are disobedient, huh? ”

"Not really!" The twins screamed together.

"What does mom say, don't ......" Fan Wei habitually wanted to teach a few words, but was interrupted by Zhu Tongyu.

"What the hell did you tell people today? I just entered the community and met a few people, I smiled and said hello, but they ignored me. The old woman next door was so angry that she almost pointed at my nose and scolded me! She must tell Chunchun's mother when she goes back! At the end of the term, there will be a parent-teacher conference, and when the time comes, you go, I won't go! ”

"Zhang Xing will definitely have a big mouth with the whole class on Monday!" The older sister of the twins shouted, and tears flowed down her cheeks as her mouth deflated.

My sister also howled.

Fan Wei can't remember all the names of his two daughters' classmates, but he also knows the "Chunchun" and "Zhang Xing" that they often talk about. This is the same person, a neighbor who lives in the same neighborhood, in the same building, on the same floor. It is said that he and Zhang Xing's mother can barely be regarded as childhood sweethearts, but Zhang Xing's mother was brought up by her grandmother since she was a child, and she didn't live here when she was a child, and only came to play on holidays. In the past, the two families joked that they wanted to make them a pair.

Fan Wei moved back for his daughter's education, and so did Zhang Xing's mother, but their family rented another room in the community and did not live with their parents. The three daughters of the two families are the same age, and they all went to the corresponding primary school, entered the corresponding middle school, and are still classmates. Children can still play together when they are young, but when they are older, they must not be compared together, and the jokes of the older generation will inevitably be taken out and recited, which makes the two families more energetic and the relationship tense.

Fan Wei was stunned for a while, jumped up from the sofa, and passed through Fan Zonglong, "It must be the old woman from the neighborhood committee!" ”

It can be imagined how lively the Fan family will be next.

And this scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping could not make Fan Zonglong change his expression.

Only Song Yingying, dancing with her eyebrows, watched happily.

The feeling in Uncle Li's heart became more and more subtle.

It just so happened that his mobile phone rang at this time, and when he took it out, he saw that it was a call from Li Yun.

He hurriedly went out with his mobile phone and picked up the phone in a corner where he couldn't hear the crying.