[Zhang Yunlei] The disciple is here

For children, time is a year of laughter and laughter.

Yang Xiaoyu has lived in the Rose Garden for almost two years, and has already regarded this place as her own home. Apart from attending classes and learning arts every day, she just plays with her friends, and during her breaks, she visits those who live in the nursing home from time to time. Grandma, apart from his uncle in the south, is his only blood relative in Beijing.

His mother was an only child. It is said that his grandmother was in poor health when she was young, and she only gave birth to two children. One of them died when she was a minor. Under stimulation, the body deteriorates day by day.

Yang Xiaoyu knew about grandma's physical condition very early on. When her mother was alive, she was already in a wheelchair, and her mind was a little unclear. In the past two years, her condition has worsened. She was paralyzed in bed, and she was able to pass away peacefully , perhaps it was a relief for her.

Since he was underage, Kong Yunlong and his godmother helped with the funeral of grandma, and there was no ceremony. Everyone accompanied him to bid farewell to the dead body. After the cremation, Yang Xiaoyu held grandma's ashes and was accompanied by adults Go down to the cemetery, ready to be buried.

When her mother was alive, she had already bought a cemetery for her grandma. She was not afraid of life and death, and thought through it thoroughly. At that time, she joked, taking advantage of the cheap cemetery, bought her own and her husband's, and told Yang Xiaoyu that she wanted to build a family cemetery. As a prophecy, grandma hasn't come yet, but I have entered the cold ground early. Fortunately, I have my favorite husband walking hand in hand, maybe I am not alone.

Now that grandma passed away, Yang Xiaoyu buried her ashes next to her according to her mother's last wish. The mother and daughter will always depend on each other. Apart from herself, their family of three can be regarded as neat and tidy, and they will continue their family relationship.

The staff of the cemetery carried out the burial ceremony step by step. Looking at the scene in front of her, Yang Xiaoyu remembered the funeral she held for her parents in the same way two years ago, and felt a little cold all over her body, and her vision gradually blurred.

In this world, he was really alone.

No matter how close my uncle is, after all, he is far away in a foreign country, and besides having his own wife and children, Yang Xiaoyu knows how to measure, and also understands how much his uncle loves her, so she doesn't want to trouble them.

The third uncle and godmother in front of me do regard themselves as their own, but in the final analysis, they have no blood relationship after all and have their own families. No matter how thick-skinned I am, I can't really integrate into their families, otherwise Also too much.

No one will love themselves like their parents and grandmother, no matter how many uncles they have as relatives, the blood-linked family relationship can never be replaced.

It's not that he doesn't know how to cherish, but some feelings are permeated in his bones. The attachment of Chinese people to family affection cannot be changed for 5000 years. Losing a family member is unavoidably extreme and reasonable.

Seeing the tombstone being erected little by little, Yang Xiaoyu wiped her tears, followed the staff's instructions, respectfully bowed three times for her grandma, lit incense, briefly lit some paper money, and presented a bouquet of flowers, it was considered complete funeral.

Seeing the child's sad expression, Ms. Deng couldn't bear it. This 15-year-old boy has seen life and death in just two years. It is too cruel, but life and death are not predictable by ordinary people. Helpless, try to comfort him, "Xiao Yu, grandma is old and has been ill for so long, so it is considered a long life, don't be too sad, or she will worry."

"Yeah, you still have your third uncle, don't be afraid," Kong Yunlong knew that he was sad, so he comforted him together, for fear that he would remind him of his parents again. I'm very worried about you."

"I know, I'm fine," Yang Xiaoyu knew that they had good intentions, besides, as they said, what he got was much more than what he lost, if he didn't know how to cherish, then he really didn't know what to do, so he looked at them after thinking about it, " Godmother, third uncle, if you have something to do, go first.

I want to stay a little longer. "

In addition to Kong Yunlong and Ms. Deng, Zhang Yunlei also came along to run some errands. Moreover, he was driving a car, so he could pick them up and drop them off at any time. Seeing this, he agreed, "I'll accompany him, why don't you go first. "

These days, Ms. Deng's orchestra has a performance and is rehearsing. Kong Yunlong will go back to the small theater in the afternoon. Zhang Yunlei has no fixed partner. Today's cooperating fans have to take time off temporarily. I just took the opportunity to rest for a day. I have time to accompany him here to remember the ancestors. .

They both said that, Kong Yunlong and Ms. Deng looked at each other, knowing that they were about the same age and had something to talk about. No matter how much comfort an adult gave, sometimes it was not as good as a game with their peers. Although Zhang Yunlei was older than him Six years old, still a young man after all, he nodded reassuringly, but Kong Yunlong did not forget to tell him, "Then don't stay too long, Zhui'er, stay with him and go home early, or Mistress will worry again."

"Don't worry, we'll leave later," Zhang Yunlei agreed straight away, signaling them to feel relieved with his eyes. Seeing them turn around and leave, he was relieved, looked at Yang Xiaoyu beside him, and suggested, "Do you want to buy a bouquet of flowers for your parents?" ?”

"Well," Yang Xiaoyu thought for a while, and it was the same reason. Today, she was mainly burying her grandma. She really didn't think about bringing flowers to her parents. Fortunately, there were flowers in the cemetery to choose from, so she followed him to pick out a bouquet of pure white lilies. Dedicated to the grave of his parents.

He knelt down to offer flowers, did not move for a long time, and stared at the inscription on the tombstone without blinking. Zhang Yunlei knew that he was sad, so he could only lean over and pat him on the back, and explained, "We still have you with us. Didn't you have a very happy life for two years, you are always so sad, your parents will be worried, and grandma will also be sad."

"...I know," Yang Xiaoyu refused to get up, and stubbornly looked at her parents' tombstone, before muttering in a low voice, "Uncle Braid, tell me, why do people die?"

Throughout the ages, so many people have pursued immortality, probably just to escape this scene. It would be great if people could be immortal.

This is really sad and confused. Zhang Yunlei couldn't laugh or cry, but he could understand that he didn't want to suffer the pain of the death of his relatives.

He is now a half-grown child, and his body and mind are gradually growing, but he is still a long way from an adult, so it is not surprising that he would ask such a question, "If a person lives forever, he will no longer be a monster. Besides, if life is immortal, the earth will not explode Already?"

Yang Xiaoyu blinked, couldn't help smiling, a little forced, felt that she was being stupid, and looked up at him, "That's right, Uncle Braid, you're right."

"This silly boy," the more he behaved like this, Zhang Yunlei felt sad. If he was crying like an ordinary child, maybe it would be normal, but a child who lost his parents, how can he grow up normally? Reaching out to touch the back of his head, he comforted him, "It's okay, I'm still here, besides your third uncle, your godmother, my sister and brother-in-law, there are so many uncles and elders in the club, it's too late to spoil you together, I'm afraid What, you will never be alone, don't even think about it in this life."

Yang Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, she didn't expect him to see her fragility, she felt a little embarrassed, she got up and scratched her head, "I didn't think so."

"Cut, pull it down, it's written all over that little face, don't you feel like you're all alone?" Zhang Yunlei is short-sighted, but not blind, so he can probably guess what the child is thinking, he sneered, and said indifferently , "You are so promising now, your parents will only be happy when they see it in heaven."

"Well, I know." After being comforted by him for so long, the sadness in Yang Xiaoyu's heart subsided a lot, and her emotions calmed down, "Uncle Braid, let's go."

"Okay, come and see them next year in Qingming." Zhang Yunlei was finally relieved, and took him by the hand and walked outside the cemetery, "Go home."

Yang Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, looking at her wrist being pulled, looking up at his slender back, even though her hairstyle was still weird, but in her

In my heart, there is already an irreplaceable existence.

He is different from third uncle and godmother, he is a person who can laugh with him, make trouble with him, and teach him homework, he is a person of the same generation and an elder.

The two got into the car and drove towards the rose garden. They probably knew that he was in a bad mood on the way. Zhang Yunlei didn't force him to chat, and he said a few words occasionally, much quieter than usual.

At the end of the day, not only the third uncle and godmother were cautious about her, but even Wang Hui's attitude was much more concerned than usual. Yang Xiaoyu knew that they were afraid that she would be sad, but faced with such an attitude, she was still somewhat panicked. After a few bites, I went upstairs.

The child was upset, Wang Hui looked anxiously, but had no choice but to ask Zhang Yunlei, "Is Yu'er very sad today?"

Zhang Yunlei has been working all day, but he has a big appetite. Seeing their cautious attitude towards Yang Xiaoyu is disgusting.

The machine reminded, "Sister, don't be so careful with him, the child is very sensitive now, the more you do this, the more awkward he will feel, just like usual."

"Can it be the same as usual? His grandma is gone, and he can talk and laugh heartlessly?" Wang Huibai glanced at him, thinking that he was talking nonsense, "Why don't you go and accompany him at night, the third time today If you don’t come, he’s going to sleep alone and think wildly, such a big kid is rebellious, so we can’t explain what happened.”

Zhang Yunlei almost rolled his eyes, and sighed as he grilled the rice, "Sister, the third brother brought a child back, he's fine, I'm fine, I'm an older brother and a master, now I have to fuck!"

"What nonsense, the child is usually so clingy to you, isn't it because you are used to it? How about he can be so good with you?" Wang Hui gave him a look and reminded him funny, "The last time I forced people to call you master, Now that you have something to do, you want to get rid of it completely, how can you play like someone else?"

"All right, all right, I'll accompany him," Zhang Yunlei was caught by her and could only accept his fate, but he also praised him sincerely, "But this child is quite

Okay, such a big matter may not be able to hold on to an adult, I can see that today he is pretending to be strong, not wanting third brother and his godmother to worry, it is not easy. "

"That's not it. The more sensible he is, the worse I feel in my heart. If you say that he is rebellious and rebellious, I can understand it. He is just too obedient, and people feel sorry for him when they look at him," said this In the past two years, Wang Hui has figured out Yang Xiaoyu's character. There are no bad habits, faults, or abnormal behaviors during the rebellious period. He is obedient, sensible and considerate. At first, he wanted to please others and was afraid of being kicked out. Now he regards this place as his home. , inseparable, "Don't bully him all the time, he's too honest."

Zhang Yunlei couldn't help crying out, "Sister, where did I bully him, he bullied me!"

"Come on!" Wang Hui didn't believe it. Seeing that he got up to clean up the bowls and chopsticks after eating, he said, "Wait a minute, I'll wash the bowls and cut some fruit, and you can take them to eat with him, and spend more time with him."

Zhang Yunlei was naturally happy when someone served him. He obediently took the bowl to the kitchen and waited for his sister to feed him, "Okay."

Back in the house, Yang Xiaoyu didn't know anything about what happened below, she just didn't want to be sympathized with by the adults, and also wanted to be alone for a while, lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling, she didn't want to do anything, and she couldn't remember any interest.

Lying in such a daze, without thinking about anything, I still feel quite comfortable.

But it was night, and after nightfall, he wanted to sleep alone again, which is fine, but tonight he felt extra lonely, and if he troubled others, he would be a little hypocritical, Yang Xiaoyu sighed, forcing himself not to be too pessimistic, to save Wang Hui was worried about himself again.

He was engrossed in his thoughts when he heard someone knock on the door, and then Zhang Yunlei's voice came in, "Yu'er, what are you doing, open the door."

Yang Xiaoyu was a little surprised, turned over and got up, hurried to open the door, saw that he was carrying a tray with a fruit plate on it, and two cans of drinks, so she had to step aside, "Uncle Braid, what are you doing?"

"It's okay to be idle after dinner, let's play games." At this time, it's useless to talk too much, it just wears out the mouth, he should be as sad as he is sad, why not have some fun, Zhang Yunlei put down the tray and pinched a grape plug into his mouth, "The grapes my sister bought are really sweet."

Yang Xiaoyu blinked her eyes, wondering why he suddenly asked her to play games, but usually he practiced kung fu desperately, it was a bit strange, "Uncle, you won't do kung fu today?"

"I ran all day today and practiced at night, you treat me like an iron man!" Zhang Yunlei looked at him angrily, what if he really thought he was an iron man? "Do you want to play? If you don't, I'm leaving."

"Let's play," someone formed a team to play games, Yang Xiaoyu is not stupid, why not play, "I only have a computer, what do you use?"

"I'll get the laptop and wait," Zhang Yunlei slapped his thigh, forgetting about it, and turned to get the computer, not forgetting to ask,

"Wait for me, save some grapes for me, don't eat them all."

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't laugh or cry, she just felt that he was narrow-minded.

Good guy, he didn't even eat a single one, so he was just thinking about it for fear of losing it, what a promise! !

But after thinking about it, I was a little moved.

Uncle Braid, you came here and asked to play games because you wanted to be with me, right?

The author has something to say: When I was young, the master broke my heart

Grown up, the apprentice collapsed from exhaustion

Xiao Er: Thank you!

Xiao Yu: It's my duty to pay for Master

Xiao Er: Go out of your way! ! !