A Rural Life in the 70s

On the fifth day, the old man was slumbering and never woke up. In the morning, he didn’t drink a few mouthfuls of soup.

Seeing that the fifth day is about to pass, it is almost early in the morning of the sixth day. The waiting people are slightly relieved. They pray in their hearts. I hope that the old lady can survive this night. Maybe tomorrow morning will be better. !

However, when the clock was still zero, the people who were in the middle of the night were preparing to take a break, and the grandmother suddenly woke up.

Moreover, watching the spirit of the old lady is better than the previous days, the eyeballs have a touch of light, no longer as dark and dead as the previous few days, if the old man is sick and lying, lying On the bed, I looked at the head of the spirit. It was as if I had all the pain.

When the old man woke up, he said that he was thirsty. Ren Shixia quickly called his daughter-in-law to bring up the good soup.

The old man grinned and was not happy to say: "There is a strange smell in the things, I don't like to drink."

The people in the house probably know that the old man is not good. One by one, they are full of grief. Wang Liqun is making a slap in the face for the old man. He makes a smile and asks: "Mother, you don't like to drink it, you don't drink it." You love to drink, let your daughter-in-law do it for you."

The old man licked his mouth, as if he had thought about it for a long time, he did not hesitate: "I want to drink noodles, Xiaoxia rushed the noodles to drink, soft... 头头, 咱家有白面, right?" Don't drink without a white-faced mother..."

The head of the bar is the small name of Wang Liqun. Xiaoxia is the nickname of Ren Shixia. Since they have children, they don’t call them the little names. They suddenly hear the old man’s name, and both of them are screaming. When Ren Shixia was unable to hold on, she wanted to cry. She was dragged by Wang Liqun, and then she held her mouth shut.

Wang Liqun even said: "Mother, there are many white faces in the house. You forgot, our family has collected more than 4,000 kilograms of wheat this year. We can't eat wow for a family for two years..."

As he spoke, even he couldn’t say it anymore. Tears had already slid down his face. He quickly raised his arms and wiped his tears with his sleeves, fearing that tears would fall on the old man... The filial piety fell on the old man, and the old man was uneasy in the underground.

After eating five dumplings, the family did not have the heart to eat, and there were a lot of noodles and stuffing. Hearing the old man to eat noodles, Ren Shixia quickly wiped his tears to face. When the noodles came up, the old man ate a large bowl, looked at his son with satisfaction, and looked at his wife. In the blink of an eye, he looked at the three grandchildren behind him. Chengling could find out that the light in the eyes of the old man was much lighter.

Chengling was busy with the long-cooked soup of the ginseng soup. He wanted to feed the old man, but the old man barely shook his head and refused to drink.

She took Chengling’s hand and tried to hold it tightly. He said, “Milk knows that you want to be strong, well, don’t get tired of yourself...”

The hour hand on the wall clock has already slid over one o'clock, and the old man finally sent everyone out, leaving only his son and daughter-in-law in the house, watching the two people kneeling in front of the bed, and the white horns in the corner of the light. The old man squinted, trying to see clearly, and then seeing it clearly, but always felt dimly lit, and finally he could only give up and sighed: "You are not too young, love yourself more..."

The old man went very peacefully and did not mention Wang Zhaoguo from beginning to end.

When the old man went, Wang Liqun did not let people go to the funeral.

Stopped for three days and sent the first nine. Wang Zhaoguo got the news and rushed back. He saw the funeral team returned after the funeral.

Dozens of people dressed in white filial piety, slowly came back from outside the village, saw the white-haired old man standing on the side of the road, walking in front of several people accidents, the pace could not help but slow down. Wang Liqun and the filial sons who were crying behind the hair were not thinking about it. They only felt that the heart had hollowed out a big hole. The cold wind screamed and screamed in, and the heart was sore and painful. The whole person was cold. They are frozen.

The funeral team returned to the village, the old customs are non-stop, do not look back.

The front step was slightly slowed down for a moment, but then dragged back and walked back. The white scorpion wrapped in a sad team and slowly passed by Wang Zhaoguo. These people, his brothers, his sons, and his grandchildren did not seem to see him, did not know him, but slowly, but He walked in front of him without stopping, and went back to the village.

Wang Zhaoguo stood alone in the village for a long while, and finally went to the village without going back to the farm.

When Grandma’s condition came out, in the third day, Grandma Wu and Grandpa Wu left with the guards. It was said that she went to Jiang’s hometown Jiangnan, and took away Josie’s girl.

In the sixth day, Zheng Qiu Shi came to pay a visit and left early.

Nowadays, the grandmother’s aftermath has been dealt with, and Xiaoqiu has also arrived at home and returned to Beijing to go to school. Chengling will stay at home for one month and will not return to Beijing until February. Therefore, Cheng Xiaoli returned to Beijing with Xiaoqiu.

Chengling sent the remaining one to Xiaoqiu, and Xiaoqiu didn't want it. He gave it to the uncle, and in the village, there was an urgent need to save the money.

"The dead have passed away, and the living people have to live their lives." Xiao Qiuqi said this for a long time.

Obviously, a lot of Chengling lost his head and nodded silently. Then he looked up and barely smiled at Xiaoqiu: "Reassured, I will be good in order to make my grandmother feel at ease."

Song Xiuju returned to the provincial capital on the sixth day of the sixth day. She took Liu Fangfang and Liu Fangfang returned to her family.

Song Xiucheng and Zheng Qiushi, after coming to worship, hurried back to the capital, did not go to the provincial capital to pay tribute to the old man, can only call to sue.

Liu Chaosheng is generous, so he can comfort him not to care too much about these vagrants. He doesn't care about this. He also said that let Fang Fang live at home for a few days, he will let Liu Zhengping send his sister to Beijing, so that Song Xiucheng does not have to worry, just do the peace of mind to do a good job, play can not be carelessly negligent, made a mistake.

On the first day of the eleventh month, Xiaoqiu, Chengjiang and Qin Lan, together, finally left their hometown and returned to Beijing.

This year's holiday, the front half is laughter and joy, and the latter half is Xiao Xiao and mourning. The ultimate joy and sorrow squeezing in this short period of ten days, it is too consuming, so that the three young people are somewhat silent, less vitality and laughter.

Just as they thought that when they returned to Beijing, they would be relieved, and when they were slowed down, they received another news that shocked them when they arrived in Beijing.