At ten o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Li's eldest brother and second brother came, only to enter the village, the descendants of the Li family knelt down at the entrance of the village to greet them, and the firecrackers were set off.

Intermittently, someone came to mourn, Mrs. Li's mother's family, as well as some old sisters and juniors in the village, until the sunset came up, and the tired birds returned to the nest, only to be a little quieter, the three brothers of the Li family were busy and sad, I don't know whether to be busy or sad first, as if neither of these two things can be delayed, neither of them waits for anyone.

The night began to fall, the sky was getting dark, but there were snowflakes floating again, Tao Xiaoqi frowned, dressed in linen, holding two daughters, really sleepy, and couldn't rest at ease.

After dinner, Li Laohan arranged again, the four of them kept watch for the first half of the night, and he kept watch for the second half of the night, on the grounds that he was sleepy now and had to go to sleep first.

"Dad, just a few of us come tonight, you go to sleep." Li Nanshan said, and others agreed.

"Just do as I say, there are still a lot of things waiting for you to work tomorrow, it will only be more busy than today, you have to save some energy." Li Laohan shook his cigarette pouch and patted his ass and entered the house.

Tao Xiaoqi felt more and more that his father-in-law was so sober that he was terrible, as if he was being hung in one breath, neither yin nor yang, and there was almost no smell of fireworks on his body.

Such an instinct made her shudder and tremble.

She nudged her husband, "You go in and see Daddy." ”

Li Nanshan went, and came out again after a while, "Dad is asleep." ”

"So fast?"

"Well, all of them who I watched from the window were snoring." Li Nanshan nodded.

"I'm definitely tired, so let my dad sleep." Li Nanqiu said lightly.

The snow continued to fall until the second half of the night.

Li Laohan really did what he said, as soon as the bell rang at twelve o'clock, he got up, snoring like thunder one second ago, and being sober as day this second. He seriously put on a thick cotton jacket for himself, and when he went out of the room, he saw a comb on the basin stand that his wife used before her death, but somehow it was not burned together, he took it in his hand, and almost without hesitation, he combed it on his head a few times. His already thinning hair was even thinner because it was neat, and he even dipped it in the water in the basin, and this time, every strand of hair was very distinct and stood upright.

When they came outside, the sister-in-law gave their brother a few noodles that were cooking noodles for supper, and the winter night was long, and it should have been a good time to sleep, but they kept vigil here.

Seeing that Li Laohan was coming, his sister-in-law brought a bowl of noodles over.

"Then eat a bowl, after eating noodles, you go back to sleep, and come tomorrow morning to change me." Li Laohan said.

The brothers looked at their father, as if it was the same as before, but it also seemed to be different.

"Dad, did you get a haircut?" The second child asked.

Li Laohan shook his head, "No." "The face is so loud that the horn goes off.

"After eating, go back to sleep, there is something to do tomorrow, your mother should also be quiet, and tomorrow will be lively."

As soon as everyone heard this, the tiredness and drowsiness came up, and the eldest and second went back to sleep.

"Dad, I'll be with you again." Li Nanshan said.

Li Laohan didn't speak, and he didn't drive the third child away, pulled a chair over and sat on Mrs. Li's side, and tucked the quilt for her.

The surroundings were silent, the snow fell silently, Li Laohan and his son, almost didn't say anything, probably because the night was too late, or maybe they were extremely tired, Li Nanshan saw that he was about to fall asleep while sitting on the stool, and he woke up again.

Li Laohan glanced at his son slightly complainingly, "Let you go to sleep, you don't listen, when you grow up, my words won't work." ”

Li Nanshan hurriedly explained, "Dad, I'll stay with you for a while." ”

"If you want to stay, stay there, it's about to dawn, and there won't be a few hours......" Li Laohan chattered, his voice was not loud, some words came into Li Nanshan's ears, and some words he didn't hear.

He felt that he was too sleepy, pulled out a chair, and said to Li Laohan, he went to wash his face and came.

"Nanshan~" Li Laohan suddenly stopped his son.

"Dad, I'm here, you say." Li Nanshan turned around.

"Don't use cold water, use some hot water, be careful with the cold, you can't get sick again." Li Laohan explained thoughtlessly.

"Okay." Li Nanshan agreed, and his heart was infinitely bitter.

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Li Nanqiu squinted for an hour, looking at the dark night outside, the snowflakes were lightly floating between the sky and the earth under the reflection of the lights, she got up, thinking about sending a bed blanket to her father.

Tao Xiaoqi slept in the same bed with her, and as soon as she woke up, she also woke up, so she simply got up and went with her.

"Sister-in-law, go to sleep." Li Nanqiu said.

"It's okay, Nanshan is also outside." Tao Xiaoqi said.

The two of them walked to the courtyard with blankets, the mourning hall was hung with plain cloth on three sides, only a blank space was left at the opposite door, and when Xiaoqi and Nanqiu walked there, they saw their father, Li Laohan sitting on a stool, his body was straight, his eyes were closed, his lips were pursed, and his hands were holding their mother's hand, motionless.

A few flakes of snow had fallen on his forehead, and before he had time to melt, it had obviously just fallen.

"Daddy?" Li Nanqiu screamed, his voice already trembling.

"Daddy?" Peach Xiaoqi also screamed.

"Daddy!" Li Nanshan came back from washing his face and knelt down with a plop.

Suddenly, there is an old man in his heart, looking back at the mountains and rivers is autumn, the two lovesickness are drenched in snow, this life is also counted, a total of white heads.

Li Laohan and Li Maogen followed his wife away.

The next day, relatives, friends, villagers, and neighbors kowtowed according to the rules of the previous day.

Tao Xiaoqi looked at this scene, always felt child's play, very funny, just like his father-in-law came to make a joke with everyone, but he has been a man who abides by his duty all his life, is timid and afraid of things, and lives a rigorous and serious life, even with his mother-in-law, he has never joked about half a point, and finally when he left, he made a big joke with everyone, as if to let future generations remember that their father, their grandfather, and their grandfather are also a humorous person.

He is humorous, he cried miserably for his children and grandchildren, first he lost his mother, and then he lost his father, and it was not easy for anyone to change this matter.

The cemetery widened, the coffin was set again, and everything was really as Li Laohan said the night he left, they were even busier.

I was too busy to be sad, too late to cry, and just wanted to let my father and mother go as decently as possible.

Tao Xiaoqi suddenly envied her mother-in-law, who lived under the control of her husband and lived under his protection, and loved her deeply, the old man was afraid that his wife would be lonely on the Huangquan Road, so he broke off his mind and went with her. She didn't know how much thought it would take to break it off and leave everything without worry, but Li Laohan did it.

Da Xuesheng gave birth for a week, for seven consecutive days, the mountains and fields were white, and the eyes were full of snow, Tao Xiaoqi fell ill like this, she thought that it was caused by the snow.

The first seven of her in-laws, she didn't go because she was sick, and Li Nanshan took her two daughters to pay tribute to his parents and grandparents.

The first seven days of Mantou Village have always been grand, and the erhu suona has been invited, but Tao Xiaoqi didn't go, and I also heard the whimpering sound of the erhu and the sobbing sound of the suona. There is no person who doesn't cry in Erhula, and there is no soul that can't be sent away by suona, Tao Xiaoqi leaned on the head of the bed with the quilt, and her heart was desolate and empty.

Just as a person can't pick himself up, no one can end the cycle of fate, in a sense, people live to leave.

This book is 200,000 words, I wrote away some people, I didn't plan to be so early, but that's it, while there is still inspiration, I want to say a few more words, born in the world, what a crime, I write what I want to write, you see what you want to see, what I write is not necessarily what you see, but what you see must have your understanding, no useless experience, at most a little twists and turns, a little bumpy, since the end is doomed, why rush to the road? Take your time, there are views along the way and the sun in the back.