Grandpa doesn't eat your shit

The funeral was arranged by a few old friends of the old man, and the village called for help.

Shrouds and coffins, etc., were already prepared when the old man was alive.

The ice coffin was rented by the adoptive mother, including the sheds, which were basically made by the adoptive mother.

This is not the first time for Zhou Ya to face the death of a relative, but he still doesn't understand these things at all.

Fortunately, Aunt Tofu and the others are all there, saying that he doesn't need to worry about it, they will help.

So Zhou Ya walked in a chaotic manner.

The funeral was held for three days and three nights. On the morning of the fourth day, several young and middle-aged men in the village carried the coffin up the mountain.

Paper flowers were scattered along the road, the monks sang dirges, recounted the events of the old man's life, and called for the soul to return.

The firecrackers raised a burst of gunpowder smoke, and the sky was filled with fog, and white paper flowers were floating in the fog.

Zhou Ya held the old man's plaque in his hand, and tied a white band around his head.The long ribbons were blown up by the wind.

He looked in the direction where the paper flowers fell, and Gu Jianghe stood on the stone, smoking a cigarette, and looked over.

Away from the crowd, from the gunpowder smoke, from the lingering smoke in front of Gu Jianghe's face.

Zhou Ya couldn't see his expression clearly.

He could only feel that he was looking at himself.

He looked at himself very seriously.

He withdrew his gaze hastily and embarrassedly, and almost tripped over a stone on the side of the road when he was not paying attention.

When he fell forward unsteadily, Zhou Shuran reached out to support him in good time, and said softly, "Be careful."

Zhou Ya nodded her head indiscriminately, staring at the road, not daring to look around.

Where he couldn't see, Gu Jianghe stretched out his hand anxiously when he fell forward.

Then he looked at Zhou Shuran from afar and helped him stabilize.

He couldn't help but smiled uncomfortably, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

That's right, it's too far away, and I can't help it.

He reached out and took out the cigarette that had been hanging from his mouth for a long time without taking a puff.

Looking up again, I only saw Zhou Shuran's eyes looking over.

Zhou Ya lowered her head, with her hair band floating beside her face, she couldn't see her face at all.

It was noon when we came down from the mountain.

The shed was dismantled, and the tables, chairs and benches were taken away.

There are only some packed garbage bags left in the whole scene. When the garbage truck comes to collect them tomorrow morning, it will be completely impossible to see what happened here two days ago.

Aunt Tofu was connected to the water pipe, wearing overshoes and washing the ground in front of Zhou Ya’s house. Gillian was sweeping the other side with a broom, shouting: “This side, this side, this side, flush more water.”

While he was busy, he looked up and saw Zhou Ya standing there, so he smiled: "Are you done?"

Zhou Ya nodded: "Well, it's over."

He reached out to take the broom in Gillian's hand, and said to Aunt Tofu, "I'll do the rest, please."

Aunt Tofu let out a groan, and waved her hand: "What's the trouble, they're all neighbors, who's okay?"

It is true that there is only some finishing work here, so she stopped being polite, and explained a few words to Zhou Ya, saying that you can do it slowly, and then beckoned Gillian to leave.

Gillian was a little reluctant, looked up at Zhou Ya, and found that he was still in a trance.

She was a little worried, and called out in a low voice: "Brother Ya?"

Zhou Ya was brought back to her senses by her shout, her whole body shook, and then she looked at her slowly: "What's wrong?"

Gillian was a little worried: "You are alone, are you okay?"

"It's okay," Zhou Ya smiled, "What can you do, go ahead, your mother is calling you there."

Aunt Tofu yelled several times, and she would lose her temper if she yelled again.

Gillian glanced at her mother, a little timid, then looked at Zhou Ya, hesitantly said: "Then I'll go there first...Call me if you have something to do."

Although he didn't know what Zhou Yaneng could do, what's the use of calling her.

Zhou Ya nodded, smiled and watched her run back.

After a long time, he slowly put away the smile on his face.

The adoptive father and adoptive mother were only here on the first day, and left on the second day because of something.

But the money here is all paid by them.

Zhou Ya wanted to give them the money and transfer it to her adoptive mother, but she got it back, saying that it was his birthday, after all, he hadn't given it to him on his birthday.

Zhou Ya didn't refuse anymore.

It's just inexplicably absurd.

Is this kind of gift?

He knew that his adoptive parents didn't owe him anything, and they had done their best, really.

If there was any resentment at first, when the adoptive mother came to talk to him that day, when he saw the wet eyes of the adoptive mother, it all dissipated.

Just a little sad.

Are all people like this?

Or is it just him having a harder time?

In the end, one by one, they all left.

Just leave him alone.

Empty, standing here.

After the road was built in the village, water and electricity rectification was carried out. The water used here was replaced by the reservoir, and the water pump was replaced with a high-power one.

You don't have to run far to fetch water anymore, and you don't have to worry about water and power cuts from time to time.

Several base stations have been set up in the mountains, and the signal has stabilized.

China Mobile engages in activities and talks about supporting rural areas, and the number of wireless networks is only more than 200 a year.

Although the signal is not very good, it is cheaper, and a touch-screen mobile phone for the elderly is also given for the recharge fee.

The old man was not very good at using the new mobile phone. Zhou Ya taught him for a long time before he knew how to send videos to people.

In the first few days, the old man sent videos to a few old men when he had nothing to do, which annoyed the old men. He joked that Xiaoya should not let Xiaoya teach you how to use this thing.

The old man let them talk, and he was still talking about it, saying that my Xiaoya was smart and filial.

It's obviously getting better and better.

Zhou Ya is still thinking about a work-study program. At the end of the semester, she will sprint for a scholarship, and then pool the money to install a solar energy at home.

The old man said repeatedly.

Then in the blink of an eye, it was all gone.

It's like putting together building blocks, carefully covering hundreds of layers, when suddenly one becomes unstable, and the whole board collapses.

During the summer vacation, he and Gu Jianghe went to the mountains in the next city.

Gu Jianghe took the tent and led him up the mountain for a long time, when he suddenly heard the crisp sound of water hitting the stone.

Looking up, a waterfall fell from the top of the mountain and hit the beach.

The moment the water flow touched the stone, it burst into water mist, shining in the sun, colorful, like a dream.

He looked back at Gu Jianghe in surprise, Gu Jianghe raised his eyebrows and said, "Look, I said that I can't climb mountains in vain."

He cheered and ran to the river.

The river is very shallow, just below the knees, and the water is crystal clear.

While putting the bag on, Gu Jianghe called out to him with a smile, saying be careful not to drop it.

There is nowhere to hide the fish in such water, Zhou Ya excitedly wanted to catch it, but found that it was slippery and couldn't catch it at all.

In the end, Gu Jianghe made him a simple harpoon, then stood behind him, grabbed his hand, and led him to hit one.

He raised the fish and looked at Gu Jianghe proudly and surprised.

Gu Jianghe opened his mouth wide to express surprise, and quickly applauded: "Brother Ya is awesome, Brother Ya is awesome!"

Gu Jianghe gives face, but Yu doesn't.

The two stupid humans were still on the upper body of the drama, and it stood up and threw itself back into the water.

By the way, Zhou Ya took a mouthful of fishy water.

Zhou Ya closed her eyes and pooh-poohed, while Gu Jianghe laughed and ran to catch the fish again, saying: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll avenge you, we'll roast it later."

Grilled fish and wild fruits were eaten for dinner, and Gu Jianghe also brought a self-heating hot pot.

After eating, the two sat in the tent and looked at the sky outside.

The sky is full of stars.

The moon shines brightly on the pebbles, and the water is turbulent.

The sound of frogs and cicadas.

The late birds flapped their wings and rushed into the woods, making a rustling sound.

Sitting there surrounded by a blanket, Zhou Ya sighed, "That's great."

Gu Jianghe heard the sound, turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "Like it?"

Zhou Ya nodded earnestly, and hummed very hard.

Gu Jianghe stretched out his arms to hug him, and adjusted the blanket: "Wrap it well, don't catch a cold."

He smiled again: "If I like it, I will bring you here again next time."

He looked at Gu Jianghe and stretched out his little finger: "Pull the hook!"

Gu Jianghe laughed that he was really a child, and stretched out his finger along him, hooked and pulled: "Hanging on the hook, 100 years, not allowed to change."

It seems like it was yesterday.

It seems like forever.

Holding the water pipe, Zhou Ya stood in front of the house, staring at the ground in a daze.

The sun shone on him, and the shadows were small and clustered under him.

The water splashed on his trouser legs, and he was awakened by the coolness.

I hurriedly let go, went to turn off the water, then settled down again, and started to tidy up.

After cleaning up the mess, he carefully checked the doors and windows in the house.

Zhou Ya packed the things she was going to take away, put them in her backpack, and then left on her bicycle with the bag on her back.

When passing by the lotus pond, he saw Gu Jianghe sitting on the ridge over there with his back to him.

Zhou Shuran sat next to him, and the two were talking about something.

Zhou Ya glanced at it, then looked away, stepped on her feet and left quickly.

As Gu Jianghe was talking, he seemed to have noticed something, turned his head, and saw his flying back, crossing this road, turning a corner, and disappearing.

Zhou Shuran followed his gaze, and turned her head to look.

When Zhou Ya disappeared, he suddenly said, "Go after her."

Gu Jianghe looked at him.

He smiled: "Just let him run away like this? He may not come back."

Gu Jianghe was silent for a while, lowered his head and fiddled with the lighter in his hand, but did not speak.

Zhou Shuran looked at him quietly for a long time, and then said, "Aren't you afraid of regretting it?"

Gu Jianghe was silent for a longer time before speaking.

His voice was hoarse, as if he had been smoked for too long, and it was a little astringent: "I'm afraid."

After a long time, he said: "So don't act rashly."

Zhou Shuran nodded clearly, and stood up: "I should go too."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked at Gu Jianghe: "I hope you will be well."

Gu Jianghe laughed a little at what he said, put the lighter he had been playing with for a long time back into his trouser pocket, stood up slowly, and patted the dirt on his trousers: "I'm fine."

Then he raised his chin in the direction of the village: "I won't see you off, go by yourself, I'm going back."

Zhou Shuran raised his eyebrows: "Really not?"

"I really don't want to give it away," Gu Jianghe smiled, "I know what you want to do, no."

Zhou Shuran didn't bother, and shrugged: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

So he waved to him: "Let's go!"

Gu Jianghe was already walking towards the village, without turning around, he waved his back to him.

Zhou Shuran couldn't help laughing, seeing him walking away, she slowly walked in the direction she was going.