Spring is coming

The knots in their hearts were untied, and there was nothing they could not discuss between them. At the beginning of March, Chunxin's birthday, Xueli wanted to take her out for an outing, including a cemetery in the suburbs.

Originally, mom and dad also went, but this family did not know when, it was divided into two groups, Jiang Mengyan and Zhao Cheng went out to eat without their daughters, and Xueli and Chunxin went to the movies without buying tickets for their parents.

While Xueli was stewing chicken legs and chicken feet in the kitchen, Zhao Cheng stood at the door and asked her, stroking her fat belly, "Where are we going? Forest Park or Botanical Garden."

Jiang Mengyan sat on the sofa and sneered, "Ours, who is with you? The couple go out on a date, can they take you? What are you thinking about?"

Zhao Cheng was happy, Xueli threw the marinade bag into the casserole, "Why do you have the nerve to talk about me?"

Last Saturday, Xueli took Chunxin out to watch a movie, passing by a western restaurant, and saw two people sitting inside talking and laughing, they went up and knocked on the glass, when the waiter just started serving appetizers, Jiang Mengyan gestured to them through the glass to let them in.

Xueli thought she was asking them to eat, and walked in with Chun Xin. Just as she was about to take a seat, Jiang Mengyan took out her wallet and stuffed 100 yuan for each of them, "Go shopping, be good."

Chun Xin was silly, he was still there, Jiang Mengyan asked the clerk to pretend to take away the ice cream that came with the set meal, and sent the two girls away like that.

It was only later that I found out that the couple ate more than 2000 yuan for that western meal, which is too treacherous for being a mother.

The meat was marinated in the snow, washed and washed, and floated past the living room, "It's not like you don't have a husband."

Jiang Mengyan snorted and said nothing, and came out of Xueli half an hour later, and found that four or five chicken feet had been stolen.

She was helpless and funny, "Who is the adult in this family? You can do things like stealing food from children!"

Jiang Mengyan was confident and confident, "You didn't spend my money, you just ate a few chicken feet, to praise you."

Xueli had no choice but to cut two more potatoes and throw them in, muttering, "Ask her, she said she wouldn't eat it, they made it, she's greedy, come to steal it, really."

On Saturday, Xueli took Chun Xin out by bike. The schoolbag contained a picnic mat, several lunch boxes, a large bottle of water, a small fishing net, empty plastic bottles, paper towels, etc.

Every spring, Chun Xin would go out to look at the flowers.

She was born in the season when all things started, and was sealed by time in the age of spring flowers, when the hydrated ice in the small river trickled, when the withered grass sprouted again, the peach branches were covered with flower buds, and the wicker swayed in the wind, Chun Xin also growing up.

The cemetery is in the middle of the mountain in the suburbs. Pushing a cart in the snow, Chun Xin picked a yellow dandelion flower by the side of the road with his schoolbag on his back.

Xueli squatted down and asked her to put the flower belt on her ears, with a smile in her eyes, "What official."

Chun Xin said, "You are an official from Ximen."

The two laughed in unison, and the laughter rolled down like glass beads on the clean asphalt road. The light golden sunlight shone through the sparse shade of the trees, and the wind was soft.

The cemetery in the city does not have the loneliness of the tombs in the countryside at all. There is a tall stone archway on the side of the mountain road. Pass through the archway and walk past the ancestral halls and toilets with simple architectural styles. The bicycle is locked under the awning. Enter the depths from the side path.

According to the customs of the old days, unmarried children who died prematurely could not enter the ancestral graves, and they would not make any fuss when they were buried. What's more, they just rolled a straw mat and a torn quilt and threw them into the wilderness.There will be no special sacrifices on birthdays, death days, Qingming Festival, and Zhongyuan Festival.

From what Xueli heard from her mother, there are two opinions. One is to leave as little evidence as possible of the child's life in this world, and the child dies when he is underage. This is too cruel to the parents and elders.It is the living who suffer the most.

There is also a more romantic statement, which has no basis, maybe it's just a casual statement by a kind elder.Children who die prematurely are free elves in the world, and they cannot be bound by coffins and soil. They will eventually return to the four wild mountains and forests and become free and happy little gods.

There are still many little gods like Deng Yi and Chun Xin. Three thousand worlds, the pure land of Buddhism, where they live in peace.

This is the kingdom of the sun, Chun Xin's small world.

The path is secluded, the bamboo forest is deep, and the fallen leaves are piled up under the feet. Chun Xin leisurely walked in front, shaking his hands, with a bamboo leaf in his mouth, "Did you come here often before?"

Xueli said, "I've only been here twice. The second time, my mother moved my grandparents to be buried together, and I followed to help."

Of course, there is no need to ask or answer the first time.Xueli explained: "I always feel that you are still there, but you are not here, and of course there is no need to come here to find you."

What lies in the tomb is just the mortal body of the little fairy. Her spirit and consciousness have long since escaped the pain of her physical body and gone to the kingdom of the sun.

Of course, this is a memory that has been beautified by her current self. How could Xueli know that there was another small world waiting for her at that time.She didn't want to come because she didn't want to believe that Chun Xin was gone.

The tomb is on a high slope, between rows of pines and cypresses, and under each tombstone is buried the body of a long-gone soul.

Of course, the cemetery also has Fengshui, but even Chunxin himself doesn't know her birth date, and Jiang Mengyan can't count it for her, so she bought it for her on the top of the mountain.

Looking far away from the mountain, there is wind, rain and sun.

What you see is the same as what you remember, the same time, the same place, but the state of mind is quite different.

At that time, Chun Xin was lying in a small box lying on the square and fell asleep, and now she was beside her, and the body temperature was clearly conveyed through the palm of his hand.

"In this row, the highest row." Xueli pointed.

Chun Xin nodded, let go of her hand, stepped up the steps, and looked over one by one, looking at the words engraved on the tombstones and the photos on them.

She stopped in front of a small tombstone, "This child is only eight years old. He is a boy. Mom and Dad must be very sad and love him very much. His tombstone is as small as a toy."

Xue Li said "hmm".

Chun Xin bent down again, "This old man was 92, five years ago...then he is 97 now."

Xueli said, "Longevity."

Chun Xin remembered another thing, which happened in the previous life, "I remember when I was a child, I went to drink with my grandparents, and the host would make birthday bowls specially for funerals, and those who went to drink could bring back the printed bowls. Home, which means to be blessed by the elderly, there are many birthday bowls in the house, including 89 and [-]."

Xueli said, "Our family also has them."

Chun Xin recalled that when she was a child, she lived in the building of the oxygen factory, and she did receive a few birthday bowls, although she didn't know most of the old people who passed away.

Those bowls are not often used, they are kept at the bottom of the cabinet, and they were not brought when they moved.The traditional happy mourning culture like those bowls were thrown away together.

"It's quite interesting." Chun Xin said, "Come and visit your own grave."

What a rarity, the first one really echoes the old saying that everything can happen to a person in life.

Chun Xin remembered what Xueli had told her, that there were many delicious and interesting things waiting in line for her, and she felt that it was better to be alive, and it was not bad to be alive.At times like this, the thought of going to school and doing homework is less annoying.

"It's also fortunate that the sun is out today. If it rains, the atmosphere will not be very good." Chun Xin turned around, "Don't cry."

Xueli shook her head, took a long breath, and let it out slowly, calming down.Chun Xin refused to let him cry.

Unexpectedly, the place where Chun Xin stayed was empty.They thought that this place should have been changed, and they prepared a bouquet of gardenias, wrapped them in newspapers and put them in their schoolbags.

"Are you sure it's here?"

"Sure, I remember the number, 130 five."

"Fortunately, no one was there," Chun Xin said.

Otherwise, it feels too strange, as if someone in this world died for her.Fortunately not.

They put gardenia flowers in front of the pocket tombstone, and left along the way they came, with brisk steps.

Not in a hurry to pick up the car, they continued to walk up the mountain. When they came, they saw a white pagoda on the top of the mountain at the foot of the mountain. It should be some kind of ancient building, and Chun Xin wanted to have a look.

The road up the mountain was soon broken in half, and it was cut off neatly. The front was covered with weeds and weeds. On the right hand side, there was a small road extending into the forest. A tree branch was broken in the snow to lead the way. Chun Xin followed behind.

"It hasn't arrived yet, so there should be no snakes yet," Chun Xin said.

Xueli said, "In case, it won't take much trouble to call." She always does things in such a detailed way, with such thorough consideration.

Following step by step, Chun Xin lowered his head and smiled, feeling sweet in his heart, "Why are you so nice?"

She is like a child going out for a spring outing, pulling on the clothes of the child in front of her, shaking her arms happily, "There is a four-legged snake."

Xueli stopped immediately, staring at the bushes in front of her cautiously, "Where?"

Chun Xin laughed, "We are two big four-legged snakes."

Xueli was stunned for a second, then let out a pleasant hum in her throat, and continued to walk forward.

Although there are no people who step on this road, the road itself can prove that people often step on it. They walk on the well-explored path, turn and turn in the dense forest, and climb another mountain. Walking past a thick locust tree, a large green grassland suddenly appeared in front of me.

At the end of the grass is a temple with red tiles and cornices. A group of aunts ran out of the temple, holding red and pink gauze scarves and taking pictures on the grass, laughing and laughing.

Chunxin and Xueli stood there watching for a while before continuing to move forward. The White Pagoda on the top of the mountain was already very close.

There was a thigh-high ridge in front, and this was when Xueli performed well. She quickly climbed up the crooked-neck tree on the ridge, turned her head and stretched out her hand.Chun Xin looked up at her, the evil in her eyes couldn't be hidden, it was a sign that she was in a good mood.

Xueli pulled her up, but before she could let go, she was really angry, "If you want to hold someone, just say so."

"Then you climb up by yourself?" Xueli said.

"I won't be able to climb up?"

"Is the leg enough?" Xueli lowered her eyes and glanced leisurely.

"You have long legs, so you have to wait for me." She was very proud, and shook her hands twice, "Relax, it's hot."

Xueli held it even tighter, "Don't loosen it, and wipe your hands when you get there."

Chun Xin stopped earning, but he still kept his mouth open, "Now I'm not afraid of breaking the law, be careful and I'll sue you."

Xueli bent her lips, "Holding hands doesn't count."

"So what's the deal?" She asked sincerely.

Xueli smiled meaningfully, tilted her head slightly, and the mountain wind blew at the right time, raising a strand of hair from her forehead, brushing against her straight nose, and her voice was carried to her ears by the wind.

"Kiss you, touch you."

Chun Xin's face turned red immediately, and he raised his fist, "Then... don't you have one?"

Xueli tilted her head, "What about the evidence? Sir, you have to talk about evidence when you do things, what proof do you use?"

The French blind didn't understand, stared at her with puffed cheeks, and rubbed her head in Xueli, "Let's go, there is a small pavilion under the White Pagoda, let's go there to rest."

The pagoda has seven floors and six sides, each side is carved with Buddha statues. It is called the Buddha Pagoda. This pagoda should be together with the temple below. This kind of pagoda is generally used to store scriptures and enshrine relics.

At the bottom of the pagoda, facing east, there was a simple and heavy wooden door with a big lock on it. Chun Xin leaned against the crack of the door and looked in, but he couldn't see anything.

After seeing the tower, they went down the stone steps and rested in the pavilion.Tired and hot all the way up the hill, Chunxin took off his coat and threw it casually on the stone table. He fanned the hem of his T-shirt in the wind, revealing half of his snow-white waist, and a circle around his waist that was stretched out by his trouser belt. folds.

"Girl, please be more reserved." Xueli took out a wet towel from her schoolbag, and sat on the side of the pavilion to wipe her hands against the beauty.

"What are you afraid of? There is no one." After she finished speaking, she looked around to make sure that there was no one, and she became more courageous. She came over and sat down on her lap, straightened her waist forward, supported herself with her hands, and weighed her hands. Next, "how."

"What are you doing?" Xueli smiled and squeezed her wrist, leaning back, "Wangzai Mantou."

"Fart!" She said in a loud voice, "At least they are small buns, red bean paste buns, small sugar buns, and meat buns. Although they look small, they are actually very tasty." Then she sighed, "The buns are getting smaller and smaller now, How dare they sell it for two yuan? When we were young, the big bun was one, and I would be full after eating two."

Xueli said: "The steamed stuffed buns in the south are small." There were several layers of meaning in these words, but Chun Xin understood unexpectedly, and asked, "The steamed stuffed buns in the north are big?"

Xueli frowned, "Anyway, it's bigger than the South."

Chun Xin snorted, "I haven't eaten."

Xueli said, "I also want to see how much material there is."

After wiping her left hand and right hand, she grabbed her wrist and wiped it for her after both hands were clean.With his back against the pavilion pillar and his knees spread apart, Chun Xin sat obliquely on top of her, with his belly stretched forward.

After wiping her hands clean, Xueli said, "Okay." She still couldn't stand up, and squinted at people with those smirking eyes.

"What are you doing?" Xueli suddenly felt a little thirsty.

"Collect evidence." She put her hands on her shoulders, covered them all winter, and wore a white T-shirt, her whole body was shining brightly from the inside out.

Yuli lowered her eyelids, put her hands on the waist of her trousers, and gently scraped the folds of her skin with her fingertips, "You call it seduction. Are your trousers tight?"

"It's a little tight, but it's okay. Are you being fooled?" She tilted her body, pushing forward like a little hooligan.

Xueli seemed to be stuck by a spider web, and was confused by the spider silk into a cocoon, unable to move at all.

The goblin dragged her back into the cave, stretched out her small snow-white waist, and paced leisurely in front of her, leaning over to look at her from time to time, lifting her chin, pinching her face, thinking about where to come from. Lower your mouth, drink her blood, suck her marrow.

This goblin is so powerful, she is a pure land of Buddhism, she comes as if she is free, and dares to set up camp here.

The stupid thing in the cocoon was fascinated, and felt itchy for a moment, so he raised his face and offered himself as a sacrifice to help her cultivate cunningly.The goblin pushed her away again as if she was playing, put his fingers on her lips, and smiled with his eyes bent, "This is no longer hooked."

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