The old man nodded, "I know, thank you. ”

Suddenly, the old man burst into tears, and he couldn't wipe it clean with his sleeve, "I know I'm embarrassed, but I, I can't find anyone to help me now, can you please help me, help me and my wife." ”

Han's father and Han's mother didn't feel good when they saw it, "What's busy?" ”

The old man took a deep breath and slowed down for a long time before he stopped his tears and slowly spoke with difficulty. "I, I want to ask you to give me and my wife a ride." When the old man said this, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes again.

Liu Shaoyang frowned, wouldn't it be for them to send him and his wife to the base? Hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?" ”

The old man opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, except for Liu Shaoyang, everyone else present had already understood the old man's silent request, Han Qingqing said solemnly, "Okay, we'll help." ”

The old man was stunned in place, this girl looked less than twenty, she was still a little girl, he looked at Han Qingqing's solemn expression, and made sure that this little girl understood what he meant.

The old man pursed his lips, and thanked Han Qingqing very much, it was inconvenient for him to bow on crutches, "Okay, thank you little girl, hopefully, I hope you won't mind this ......"

Han Qingqing walked slowly towards the old man, "No, don't worry." ”

Looking at the calm gaze in her eyes, the old man nodded, did not say any more kind words, turned around and staggered on crutches and began to walk towards his yard.

Liu Shaoyang asked Zhu Binjian strangely: "What did Sister Han promise this old man?" ”

Xiucai shook his head when he heard it, fool!

Everyone followed the yard one after another.

The yard in the countryside is very large, there is a big osmanthus tree in it, the osmanthus at this moment is in full bloom, the fragrance of osmanthus in the yard, there is a big deep pit dug under the tree, there are hoes next to it, tools such as shovels are not cleaned up.

Father Han and Mother Han glanced at the big pit that was large enough to hold two coffins, frowned slightly, and also confirmed the thoughts in their hearts.

Han Qingqing, Wang Xiujie has followed the old man into the house, this is an ordinary country house, there are three houses on the first floor, the Eight Immortals table, the things in the house are all placed in an orderly manner, the old man stopped at the door of a room inside, tied the doorknob with a rope, and fixed the other end on an old-fashioned incense table leg.

The old man untied the rope with trembling hands, and through the door, he could hear the movement coming from the house, and the old man took a kitchen knife from the table of the Eight Immortals and handed it to Han Qingqing. "I'm useless, I want to do it several times, but I can't do it, little girl, or your adult will do it, right?"

Han Qingqing looked at the kitchen knife handed to her, stretched out her hand and gently pushed it away. Wang Xiujie stepped forward and stopped in front of Han Qingqing, "Sister Han, come on, my ability can make it go completely, it looks very peaceful!" ”

When the old man heard Wang Xiujie's words, he nodded gratefully, "Well, good, good, thank you, young man!" ”

The old man stretched out his hands and wiped his tears indiscriminately, he turned his back tremblingly, just in time to see Father Han and several of them helping to put down the double coffin hanging above the hall, and move it out together and put it into the big pit in the courtyard.

Wang Xiujie opened the deadbolt and pushed the door open, a little short and shriveled old lady zombie was standing obediently at the door at the moment, her old teeth had fallen out, plus she hadn't eaten for almost a month, there was not much meat on her body, there was only a handful of bones left, and there was a ho-ho sound in her mouth, but Wang Xiujie controlled and did not attack anyone.

He asked the old man outside the door, "Do you want to say goodbye to your wife and change your clothes?" "At this moment, the old lady's clothes are almost like rags.

The old man turned around and walked into the house, and saw his wife standing obediently, not attacking people like before, but obviously looking at the monster and not recognizing him, the old man was in tears, trembling and supporting her, Han Qingqing and Wang Xiujie helped them bring the door and leave the space for this old man.

When the old man opened the door again, both of them changed into a brand new black shirt and trousers, black shoes, the old lady also wore a hat with red flowers, her face was wiped clean, and they had a pair of gold rings on their fingers.

Wang Xiujie controlled the old lady to walk out by herself, and the old man held the cane with one hand and led the old lady with the other hand to the courtyard.

Han's father and Han's mother, the eight of them, stood under the osmanthus tree and did not speak.

The old lady lay down in the coffin by herself under the control of Wang Xiujie, and then closed her eyes as if she was asleep, although her body was shriveled and skinny, she could still see that this was a kind old lady.

"Thank you, thank you!"

After the old man watched his wife lie down, he trembled and thanked the ten of them, raising his hand to wipe the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

Then he walked into the coffin under the gaze of everyone, and lay down beside the old lady, his hand still holding the old lady's hand tightly.

For about 10 minutes, the old man's breathing became weaker and weaker, until he was silent, his moist eyes slowly closed, and the corners of his mouth hung with a satisfied smile.

Han's father and Han's mother guessed the old man's plan, so she carried the coffin out of the house, but when she saw this scene, her heart was shocked for a long time, and at some point, her eyes were already filled with a layer of moisture.

Wang Xue, Qian Duoduo, Zhu Binjian and Hu Yingying were all silent when they looked at the old man who was slowly losing his life in the pit, maybe at the end of his life at this moment, his lover was the most complete by his side.

Liu Shaoyang had an indescribable feeling in his heart, he just thought that the old man was asking them to send him and his wife to the base, but he didn't expect this to be the meaning.

Everyone helped the two old men cover the coffin lid, and Liu Shaoyang began to fill the pit with soil.

Xu Heng couldn't help but set his eyes on Han Qingqing, she quietly looked at the tomb that was gradually filled, her expression was calm, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, classmate Han was as kind as ever.

Everyone stood in front of the buried tomb for a long time, and they all had an indescribable feeling in their hearts, seeing the inseparable love in this strange old man.

Han Qingqing glanced at the sky, the sun was already in the west, and they hadn't figured out what this village was called. However, no one complained, Zhu Binjian and Qian Duoduo said to them: "I went to the front with Duoduo to take a look, there are usually many village committee advertisements on the wall of a small village like this, and this is the case in my village, there will be a village name at the bottom, so that you can look in the atlas to see if this village is marked." ”

However, the probability of being found on the map of the village that is too small is particularly small, and it is best to find local survivors to understand the situation.

(End of chapter)