Chapter XI
Hearing this bad news, his eyes suddenly darkened, and it took a while to react, put down Ah Huang, wiped his tears, didn't care about anything, and ran home with his legs. All the way, he was in a trance, he couldn't see what was around him, his brain was buzzing, he didn't know what kind of scene he would see, and his tears couldn't stop falling, and his heart became more and more panicked. How can so many things suddenly happen in a day, you can wipe your tears while running.
I originally wanted to tell my grandmother the good news that I got the first, but I didn't expect to see Ah Huang lying on the side of the road at the entrance of the village, and my grandmother had an accident again. I can suddenly feel as if I have no direction, and I almost fell several times when I ran home, thanks to Xingle who followed behind.
Grandma was lying in bed, and there were already a lot of people around, but the house had never been so many people. He shouted to grandma and squeezed into the crowd, squeezing all the way to Grandma Qi's side.
Grandma saw that she could come, stretched out her hand with difficulty, and could hold grandma's words at once, grandma, grandma screamed, and tears couldn't stop flowing.
Grandma's lips moved, and her voice was very small, and she spit out word by word: "It's okay, grandma can't do it, you have grown up, you have to know how to take care of yourself......"
"Don't, grandma, don't leave it behind, it's okay!" can cry so much that he can't tell the tears and snot on his face.
"My good grandson, the task given to me by your grandfather, I have also completed it, you can grow up so big and sensible......" Grandma Qi's voice became weaker and weaker.
"It's a pity that your grandfather hasn't come back yet......" Grandma's tears suddenly flowed out, "I've been waiting for twelve years, I don't have time, why hasn't he come back......"
"Grandma......" can call grandma, Grandma Qi's tears can't stop flowing, he has never said such a thing for so many years, and this time he spit out all the grievances in his heart. When the people around looked at it, some lowered their heads and looked sad, and some covered their mouths and cried.
"Yes, grandma is gone, you have to take good care of yourself, study hard, and become an official in the future. You have to remember that we can't sell anything, not our house, land, or field, because your grandfather worked hard to get it. ”
"Don't sell, don't sell! Grandma, don't die!" can cry, feeling that grandma is really going to leave him.
"Don't cry, don't cry...... Grandma Qi said while helping you wipe her tears, "Grandma has never blamed your grandfather, from the beginning after he saved me with nothing, he did everything he promised me." With this home, it's warm. He said he would come back and he would definitely come back, and he said okay and would never lie to me. But I really don't have time to wait for him......"
"Don't blame him, don't blame your parents for abandoning you, they do everything for your own good, just like me!" Grandma's breath became weaker and weaker, and her voice was as small as a mosquito, and she could only hear it clearly by overcoming her sobs with all her might.
"Grandma is not without money," said Grandma Qi reached out and took out a cloth bag from under the bed, bulging, and the people around immediately poked their heads over. "It's not stingy, it's just that grandma has been saving, really when grandma leaves the day you can take care of yourself with this money......" can take over the heavy cloth bag, and regret what he said at the beginning.
"And the dowry that your grandfather gave me, the ......" Grandma reached out and touched the neck of Ke, but she didn't touch the glass ball, she was so anxious that she wanted to get up, and she grabbed You's hand and asked vigorously: "What about the bead you have worn since childhood, where is the bead?"
You can sob, and you have to explain: "Ah Huang eats it, it ......"
The grandmother held the hand that could slowly fall off, fell on the bed, looked at it with difficulty and said, "It's useless for the dog to eat......" and closed her eyes and lost her breath.
can shake her body, grandma, grandma screamed, even if grandma could say a word to herself, but she was never able to wake up grandma.
On the day of grandma's funeral, except for the old lady of the waist drum team, Xingle and his grandmother, the village chief brought a few people, there was no one else.
But when grandpa came here, he was a new household, and there was no ancestral grave at home, so Grandma Qi was buried in a piece of her own land, with a lonely grave. It reads "Tomb of the Ancestor Wei Ling'er", and a few small words on the right "Grandson Qi can stand". I don't know why I didn't cry, I didn't make a fuss, and I didn't even say a word. Maybe people can't cry when they're extremely sad, and they can't talk about their suffering.
At first, every time I came back from the school, I would still call my grandmother a few times, but when I found that no one responded, I quietly entered the house alone. The whole house can only be reached by one person, and it seems to be bigger, and the road from the gate to the backyard has become so far that things that could have been reached are no longer within reach. The bed is not as comfortable as before, and the quilt has become less warm, and lying on it, you can often have nightmares, wake up in the middle of the night, and open your eyes to see that it is dark all around. Even if the moonlight spilled in through the window and the crack in the door, it was so cold and quiet.
Xingle's grandmother called Xingle and could say that he could go and live with them, but he could refuse, saying that there were still many fields, and such a big house and grandma's grave had to be guarded. There are also many people who can say that they want to buy the land in the field, but they can refuse it all. Over time, you can get used to it.
Uncle Cousin would often come to see it, and he said, "I also came on the day of your grandmother's funeral, but I just stood far away, and your grandmother didn't like me." ”
He takes good care of it, and often brings some food to use. I can politely refuse many times, but my cousin still insists. Uncle Cousin has no wife and no children, probably treating him as if he were his own child. The people in the village saw it in their eyes and said that Uncle Tang was paying attention to the family's fields. can know in my heart that my cousin is not such a person, and my grandmother doesn't hate my cousin, but after I have a grandfather in my heart, I can't pretend to be anyone anymore.
A year later, his cousin died, and the village erected a grave for him, on a hill far away.
Miraculously, Ah Huang did not die, and Ah Huang ran home the night his grandmother left, followed by jujube cake. He wagged his tail and looked everywhere, and when he saw that he could do this, he sat motionless on the ground, and he could hold him without saying a word, and the tears could not stop flowing. Jujube cake lay horizontally at the door, looking outside, and kept watch until it could come out.
Later, when I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw Ah Huang pulling a large pile of on the side of the road, which contained a lot of undigested food residues. I realized that the last time it looked like it was probably caused by constipation caused by indigestion. Somehow, the glass ball unclogged his intestines and pulled out everything that was left in his stomach, and it was fine.
I can pick up the beads that are still in the pile of, and breathe a sigh of relief, but my mood is extremely heavy.
On the day of grandma's funeral, she could wear the dowry gift that grandpa gave her, she has always been very precious, and I want to tell her that the dowry has not been lost, it has always been.
The days that followed, each day felt like a long time, but it passed quickly. It's coming to the annual imperial examination, and I can't participate in it this time, because I haven't learned everything yet, and it's hard to get into it without a ten-year cold window. The imperial examination in the second year is the goal they strive for, and learning and excellence are the same criterion for thousands of years.
Being able to be an official is my grandmother's long-term wish, even before she died, she still chattered, so the atmosphere of studying in the school was unprecedentedly good, and there were many people who stayed up all night and imitated the ancients.
At the same time, the pressure on students to study has become greater, because in the last imperial examination, many candidates were murdered because of the "literary prison", and they really don't know how they died. The evil wind of this "literary prison" was suddenly and violently blown the year before last, and although it had always been before, it was only a breeze and not so strong. I heard that the emperor Long Yan was furious that year, and in order to "uphold our country's law and uphold the law", he beheaded the governor of Guangxi for "great rebellion". There are also many officials, bachelors, because they accidentally said the wrong thing, they were killed, and they even had to dig up the graves of the nine clans, and even the dead ancestors, dig up the corpses and kill them again. Even after a year, the aftermath of this evil wind is still very cold, and there is no grass everywhere it goes.
Okay: "Xingle, do you want to be an official?"
Xingle: "Yes, how good it is to be an official! Don't you want to?"
Okay: "I don't know, but Long Yan, who is a good official, is suddenly angry and is about to die." ”
Xingle: "The dead are all officials, otherwise the emperor would not be furious." ”
Okay: "The person who took the exam is already dead before he is an official, and I don't want to die like this." ”
Xingle: "No, they must have written something bad, and the emperor will be furious." ”
OK: "So what should be written and what should not be written?"
Xingle: "Write what the emperor likes." ”
Okay: "But I don't know if the emperor likes what I wrote...... If he doesn't like it, I'm going to die......"
Xingle: "You are smarter than me, the emperor you wrote must like it, you will definitely be on the list!"
Okay: "We have all been admitted, we will be officials together, and we will be good officials." ”
Xingle: "Well, be a big official!"