Thailand does not celebrate the Spring Festival, so naturally there is no Spring Festival atmosphere.On the evening of the New Year's Eve, Xiang Lin and the others found a hotel to eat seafood and clinked glasses again, announcing the end of the year.

Xiang Feifei looked at the juice in front of her and muttered: "Why do you all drink and I drink?"

"Feifei also drinks when she grows up." Xiang Hongbo patted the top of her head, "Our Feifei wants Jingguo not to let her husband, wife, is it Jingguo?"

"Heroine." Zhuang Ying laughed, "You haven't had much to drink, and you have a big tongue?"

"It's not a big tongue, it's uneducated." Xiang Hongbo laughed, and with a smile, he said proudly, "Who would have thought that such a rough man like me could marry a high-achieving student who graduated from college?"

"It's started again, it's started again." Xiang Feifei poked Xiang Lin's arm, "Brother, Mom and Dad started throwing out dog food again. Have you finished eating? Let's go out for a stroll?"

Xiang Lin nodded repeatedly.

The location where they eat is not far from the night market.After Xiang Feifei went out, she walked around the night market twice, but couldn't find the original stall: "It's strange, why didn't that old woman come to set up a stall?"

"Who knows?" Xiang Lin shrugged.After shopping at the night market that day, Xiang Feifei liked it more and more, and insisted on buying some for her girlfriends when she came out.But when they came out after eating and drinking, the old lady's stall was already empty.

In the past two days, Xiang Feifei went to the night market whenever she had something to do, but no matter how she ran, she couldn't meet that old woman again.Xiang Lin also helped her to find someone to inquire about. It is said that the stalls at the entrance are all mobile. It is possible to set up here today and change places tomorrow. It is not so easy to meet.

"I'm so disappointed, I want to buy something else." Xiang Feifei fiddled with the pendant around her neck, "Brother, where's your pendant?"

"It's in the box." Xiang Lin walked past rows of food stalls, and his eyes fell on the grilled fish stall.

The grilled fish stall is still run by the uncle, but besides the uncle, there is also a young Thai girl.When the girl saw them, she put her hands together and said, "Savadhika."

After speaking Thai, she switched to broken English: "fish, yourlovefish?"

lovefish?love fish?Xiang Lin raised his eyebrows.

Xiang Feifei was also a little surprised: "eatfish, Icangetlove?"

"Love, love, yourlove." The Thai beauty jumped out word by word.

On the way back to the hotel with the grilled fish in his hands, Xiang Lin finally came to his senses: This is not a love fish at all, the girl is asking if you love fish...youlovefish?

"It doesn't matter, it's the love fish." Xiang Feifei picked up a fish and put it in her mouth, chewing it.This kind of fish originally only had one main thorn, and because it was fried crisp enough, the main thorn could be eaten directly.

Xiang Hongbo and Zhuang Ying also ate one each.The fish swallowed and sighed to Hong Bo: "It's a pity, if this fish is used to make porridge, it will definitely be fresher."

"Ning Zhou's mother said that Xuewen Village is the village they develop. There is this fish in the stream next to Xuewen Village. If you want to eat it, we can catch it ourselves when we go back." Zhuang Ying said, looking at Lin glanced, "Have you heard Xiao Jiang mention this kind of fish?"

"Why would he mention such a thing to me?" Xiang Lin scratched the tip of his nose and added, "Besides, his kind of person who is so devoted to his studies probably doesn't even know what red bean fish is."

"I can't." Zhuang Ying thought for a while, "Your aunt heard from Dr. Wu that she once saw Xiao Jiang go fishing in the river? Let me think about it, when did it come?"

"Catch fish? Brother Jiang catch fish?" Xiang Feifei's eyes widened in surprise, she didn't even bother to chew the fried fish in her mouth, "Mom, don't you hear me wrong? Can you fish in the river?"

"That's not called a male god, that's called a male nerve." Xiang Lin pursed his lips, and pulled Xiang Feifei into a nearby shop, "Stop gossiping, aren't you going to buy a gift for Yang Xinlei? Take a look."

"Oh yes, buy a gift." Xiang Feifei was instantly distracted.

There are a lot of things in the small shop, such as soaps with animal patterns, towels with fruit patterns, and carved wooden products with strange shapes.Xiang Lin followed her for a while and remembered Wei Nan.

Now that the Internet is not well developed, Xiang Lin was unable to contact Wei Nan and the others for several days when he was in a foreign country during the Spring Festival.Thinking about it this way, should I bring them some gifts when I go back?Xiang Lin walked around the handicraft area, but couldn't find anything to buy, so he went to the snack area next door.

When choosing dried mangoes, Xiang Lin was still thinking about red bean fish, so he grabbed 4 packs at random, and when it was cashew nuts, Xiang Lin grabbed another 4 packs.When it was time to check out, Xiang Lin came back to his senses, only to realize that he had taken an extra bag of everything.

"Brother, when you buy gifts, you also count your own?" Xiang Feifei couldn't help laughing as she looked at Xiang Lin's selection.

"Who said that?" Xiang Lin pouted, and after paying the money, he took out a bag of everything and stuffed it into Xiang Feifei's arms, "Brother, this is for you. Unlike you, you don't think about buying anything I."

"Really?" Xiang Feifei hesitated.After thinking for a few seconds, she hugged the snack tightly: "But yes, apart from Brother Nan, only Brother Jiang is left. But you and Brother Jiang have been getting farther and farther recently, so you probably won't buy things for him."

"What should it be? Yes." Xiang Lin said.

"Okay, okay, sure." Xiang Feifei tore open the dried mango, took out a piece and put it in her mouth, "I have to ask my mother Jiang about catching fish."

Xiang Lin: ...Gossip is really not a good habit.

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After two or three hours of rescue, the doctor opened the door, apologizing in a low voice: "We have tried our best."

"Thank you." Jiang Mingyu stood up and bowed to the doctor.

The doctor waved his hand, and said again: "The patient pulled out the oxygen tube before dying, and said the word drawer over and over again."

Jiang Mingyu said thank you again.The subsequent process was no different from the previous life. Signing the formalities, handling the settlement, contacting the funeral home, and selecting the urn, it was not until standing in front of the cremation furnace that Jiang Mingyu saw Sun Sufen's body again.

Maybe it was cleaned up by the beautician, Sun Sufen looked very peaceful, her hands were hanging on her sides, her always protruding eyes were closed, Jiang Mingyu glanced twice, and nodded to the staff.Half an hour later, he took the urn from the staff.

"Should I store it first, or take it back for burial?" the staff asked.

"Storage." Jiang Mingyu paid a week's deposit, turned and walked out.

When they returned to Xuewen Village, it was already evening. Jiang Hu and Wu Hong didn't rush home first, but accompanied Jiang Mingyu to the cemetery first.The Jiang family's ancestral grave has been cleared out, but because it's the end of the year, the village is more reluctant to burial, and the burial will have to wait for a few more days.

Wu Hong took Jiang Mingyu to see the situation of the cemetery first, and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiaoyu, we will pick up Aunt Sun in a few days."

"Yes, in a few days I will accompany you with your aunt Hong." Jiang Hu also said.

"Thank you." Jiang Mingyu bowed to them.

"Xiaoyu, you don't need to be like this. Your mother and we have grown up in love." Jiang Hu scratched his head, his expression a little embarrassed, "If it wasn't for your father..."

Wu Hong shook her head at Jiang Hu, and then said to Jiang Mingyu: "At the beginning, Xiaohua gave me a place as a college student. This love will be shared with Aunt Hong for the rest of my life. Xiaoyu, just treat Aunt Hong as your own aunt. What's the matter?" Tell your aunt about any difficulties."

Jiang Mingyu nodded and said thank you again. Seeing that Wu Hong and Jiang Hu hadn't spoken any more, he turned and walked towards the outside of the cemetery.

Jiang Hu wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wu Hong.

Jiang Xiaohua's cemetery was not far from the village head's cemetery. Jiang Mingyu walked along the path for a section, and was about to wade through the weeds half a person's height when he heard footsteps behind him.He turned his head and saw Wu Hong trotting over, holding the phone high in his hand.

Jiang Mingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and his fingertips curled up slightly.

"Xiaoyu, let me borrow your mobile phone first." Wu Hong said, "After the Chinese New Year, the funeral parlor will still call to discuss the follow-up matters."

"Thank you." Jiang Mingyu's eyes darkened.He took the phone, turned around and disappeared into the grass.

Wu Hong looked at his back and sighed heavily.She really wanted to say that today's New Year's Eve, let's go home and eat dumplings with Aunt Hong, but looking at Jiang Mingyu's lonely back, she felt that maybe this child wanted to spend thirty with his mother.

At night, the cemetery is much cooler than during the day.Jiang Mingyu leaned over and touched it stroke by stroke as usual.After pausing for a long time with his fingertips on the last horizontal bar, Jiang Mingyu sighed and sat down next to the tombstone.

The sound of firecrackers in the village in the distance was one after another, and there was a bone-chilling tombstone behind him. Jiang Mingyu raised his head slightly, and clung to the tombstone with his whole body.

In the previous life, Jiang Mingyu and Xiang Lin spent two or three Spring Festivals together.Jiang Mingyu remembered that once, they once stood on the top of the building together looking at him, and Xiang Lin pointed to the stars in twos and threes in the sky and asked, "Where is the moon?"

Where is the moon?Jiang Mingyu raised his head and looked at the sky for a long time.When he lowered his head again for a long time, his eyes were slightly sore.

Leaning against the tombstone in silence for a long time, Jiang Mingyu took out his cell phone from his trousers pocket.This is what Wu Hong just gave him, a Motorola flip phone, the same brand as Xiang Lin's.But from the looks of it, Wu Hong's model is a bit older. Jiang Mingyu turned on the phone to check the time, and his eyes stayed on the small sign representing the battery level.

After a while, Jiang Mingyu took out a charger from the other pocket.

It was Xiang Lin who fell in the hospital.When Jiang Mingyu went through the formalities, he brought the charger back by the way.Gently stroking the charger with his fingertips, Jiang Mingyu lowered his gaze for a long time, then turned his gaze back to the phone.He pressed the numbers one by one, took a deep breath, and slowly pressed the dial key.

The familiar female voice is still on the phone: "Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off..."

Jiang Mingyu froze for a moment, curled up his knees, and put the phone on top of his knees.After the screen flickered for a while, there was a beep, and after a while, the screen went dark again.

Staring at the blackened screen, Jiang Mingyu silently counted 912 and pressed the side unlock button again.After the screen lit up, he didn't enter the phone number in a hurry, but turned on the SMS interface and started typing slowly.

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