Early in the morning, there was a commotion next door, a kind of noise with silence.

The Taoist priest's singing sounded early, and next to the coffin, was Aunt Song, who was crying.

The usually gentle or stern dialect sings in a mournful tone, like a cuckoo crying blood, crying reluctantly.

Lu Xuyuan could hear the voice next door, and it was almost time to see the last one.

The coffin was opened.

Relatives followed the Taoist priest one by one, circled, and knelt three times and knocked nine times at a time.

Three circles of lid coffins.

Up the hill.

At the front of the line are people holding photos and umbrellas.

The photograph is a black-and-white photo taken by the elementary school graduation admission ticket found through the photos.

In the back is the one holding a vase and holding incense and candles. Finally, there is a coffin lifted by a few people with hemp rope.

The sound of suona sounded, and the sound broke through this silent morning, echoing with the sound of suona from nowhere, and went up the mountain.

'Boom'

The firecrackers ignited at one point, and the crackling sound overlapped with only a loud rumbling sound.

"What?" Lu Xuyuan seemed to see the girl open her mouth and say something.

The girl, who had been stunned in bed for two days, suddenly rolled over and rolled down and rushed out.

"Yaoyao!" Lu Xuyuan was about to chase after him, but his leg, which had been kneeling for too long, was not much better after a night, and he fell.

It took almost two steps to climb up with both hands and feet, and Lu Xuyuan chased him out.

The little figure was gone.

"Brother—"

Without his glasses, Lu Xuyuan couldn't see the crowd in the distance clearly, and it was even more difficult to find the small person who almost disappeared after entering the crowd.

"Yaoyao!"

"Brother—"

He seemed to hear the girl's voice, like the last wail of a chick, drowned out by the sound of firecrackers and suona.

He found the girl when it was dark, at the boy's grave.

She just sat like that, like she had done two days before.

Lu Xuyuan breathed a sigh of relief and limped back to bring her back.

That night, the girl had a high fever, and the old Chinese medicine doctor in the village could only prepare a tonic, and there was nothing he could do about the girl's high fever.

Lu Xuyuan ran to all the people's homes, and the antipyretic medicine he begged for had little effect.

Aunt Song carried the girl on her back to the famous goddess nearby.

Lu Xuyuan didn't know what was going on, and the next day the road was open, and the Lu family came with the girl's mother.

Two cars, one took away Lu Xuyuan, and the other took Jiang Yao.

The next time I heard from the girl was outside Grandpa's door.

Lu Xuyuan, who hadn't slept for a few days, was almost unconscious in the car, and when he woke up, he immediately ran to the main house, he wanted to know the news of the girl, he promised to take care of the girl, he had already missed the appointment once.

Before he entered the door, his grandfather's sigh came from the door; "Yaoyao, how is that kid?"

"The high fever doesn't go away." It was my father's voice, "I'm too young, I had a nosebleed last night." ”

"Can't the hospital do it?"

"No way."

Lu Xuyuan was almost unsteady on his feet, and tried to lean against the door as much as possible.

"Who's out there?"

The movement in the doorway interrupted the conversation in the room.

Lu Xuyuan has never regretted it so much, if he ran faster, would he have been able to catch her, would he not have let her stay alone in the grave for so long, wouldn't she have died.

Before he fainted, he seemed to see the boy again.

He said; "The road is far away, take care of the farts worm."

Tears blurred the figure, and he tried to keep his eyes open, but he could only gradually lose consciousness, and he was wheezing and wheezing, which was pressed in his throat, "I'm sorry." ”

I'm sorry I couldn't take care of her.

I'm sorry.

……

Lu Yao hadn't remembered these things for a long time, like a patient with PTSD.

Meaningless daily waking up early and running in the morning, and never opening a diary.

The phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Brother, you asked me to find out what I checked."

……

Jiang Yuge's sleep quality has always been good, but recently it has not been very stable.

She seems to have become short-handed and short-footed.

"What do you think?" The boy reached out and pinched her round face, and stretched out his other hand, "Do you want to eat sugar, drag the oil bottle." ”

She just wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't.

She saw her hands grappling with the young man's hand that was pinching her face, trying to pull it off.

"Yo yo yo," the young man laughed, "I don't eat any sugar." ”

"Let it go!"

The girl's vague resistance was exchanged for two hard pinching from the boy.

"Little conscienceless," the young man sat down on the threshold, and pulled her down who was standing on the threshold crookedly holding the door frame, "Before school started, I said that I wanted my brother to go and didn't want my brother to go, but now I don't want my face to be pinched?" ”

"Bad brother!"

Jiang Yuge was surprised in his heart, and looked at the young man, his handsome facial features were familiar, and if he wanted to look closely, he seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog.

"Big brother! Let's go! The child in the distance shouted to the boy.

"Let's go!" The boy stood up, patted the ash on his buttocks, and raised the girl's face.

"Phew!" The girl jumped up from the threshold and slapped the boy with a small slap, "Bad brother! Bad brother! ”

"Little oil bottle, lack of vocabulary." The boy didn't care if the girl was not aggressive, so he picked her up and left. The child followed the boy.

Passing by certain courtyards along the way, the boy will shout; "Let's go!"

A child would come out of the courtyard, and he wouldn't ask what he was doing, and he would just follow.

After a while, the team was already mighty, and the people behind were all leading the young man to move forward, beckoning cats and dogs to pull weeds along the way, and there were chickens and dogs jumping everywhere they went.

After shopping for a long time, someone finally asked, "Big brother, where are we going?" ”

"I don't know," the young man didn't care, turning his head to look at the oil bottle in his arms that couldn't walk, "The oil bottle, where do you want to go?" ”

The girl just wants to bite him to vent her anger; "It's not a drag bottle!"

"Okay," the boy hugged her like a toy, "Do you want to eat the roasted bud (corn)?" ”

The girl's eyes lit up, and the struggling movements were closed; "Eat."

"Let's go."

So a group of people marched towards the path again, and when they were far away from the houses, and they did not know whose boundary they had reached, the boy finally stopped.

"That's it! That's it. "There was a cleared lot next to it, and there were some bundles of straw on the side, which should be some early-maturing corn.

The young man waved his hand, "Chubby and the dog will dig a pit, the monkey will find some fire, and the rest will go to see where the bud valley is broken." ”

“yes，sir！”

All actions strictly follow the rules of action of the squad, and pay attention to a fast and quiet Qi.

The girl watched them weave through the cornfield where there was no one at all, acting sneakily, slapping her brother's skull with an incomprehensible gesture; "As for it?"

"You don't care about men." The boy took a beating, and finally remembered that there was another one here, and put her down, "I can't stop working." ”

The young man looked left and right, and those who were looking for corn and those who were looking for fire started had run away, and said; "It's easy to find the dwarf winter melon when it burrows into the bud valley, so you also go to dig a pit."

(End of chapter)