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The fourth day was a bit special. The old man who recited the scriptures looked at the crowd: "Today, prepare to cross the Naihe Bridge three times. After reading, follow the snare drum and go to the river temple."

Naihe Bridge is stacked by nine large tables, which is equivalent to two floors.

There are four below, two on the second floor, and a table on the third floor.

People around the village were supporting him.

There was a bucket on the top table, and everyone used to put a red envelope once. Give three red envelopes three times. Liu San's red envelope was given by his parents, and it is not clear how much it was. The old man said that the red envelopes ranged from one to five. Otherwise, dozens of people will go back and forth three times, all four or five hundred. This money is for the priest.

So it just means a bit.

beep! beep!

The car roared!

Everyone looked up, it was a rush.

Liu San frowned.

Yao Guoyi shook the window and leaned out of the car: "Hurry up. You're blocking the road. What narrow bridge do you have on such a narrow road?"

A peasant woman said: "Lao Yao, let me tell you, don't be too much of a person. Today is a nonsense for others. Either wait, or you will go."

"What tone do you have? It's not me Yao Guoyi who can't be a man, I'm intentional. I remembered that thing a year ago clearly. How did their family treat me at the beginning. How should I treat them!" Said.

The peasant woman did not speak, and she dared not say too much about Yao Guoyi.

Rather offend gentlemen than offend villains.

Liu San looked at his father: "What happened a year ago?"

Father shook his head: "Not quite sure. I have been working outside and I don't know exactly what happened at home."

Liu San went to the car and said, "Today is nothing, I don't care what grievances you had a year ago. The last respect for an old man's funeral is the bottom line of people."

"What the **** are you!" After shaking and getting off the car, the car turned around and left.

Liu San looked at the departing Yao Guoyi, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Sooner or later, I will tell you what I am!"

White things are still ongoing.

Without interference, everything goes as usual. There is a trace of sadness in everyone's face, and the departure of a loved one is often the most sad thing.

Red dust billowed, scattered with the wind, like dust.

When he went to worship at the river temple, he burned the spirit house and a scarecrow wearing grandpa's clothes, pants and shoes. The rushing river makes the sound of continuous flow, washing away all this.

The old man told everyone not to look back.

Because he would be reluctant to look back, and he would not be willing to cross the Naihe Bridge.

Tears dripped from Liu San's heart at this moment.

Eyes left red.

The process of Baishi is complicated, even the locals are not very clear. Only those who work full time are very clear. Three things in three lives, if the last white thing can not be glorified. Then this life is very failed.

So even if you do n’t have money in the countryside, you have to borrow it.

After returning to the hall, the crowd kept kneeling.

The knees were already red. When I started to kneel, I didn't feel much. Over time, the pressure on the knees increases. Some pains gradually and some redness.

On the last day, it was raining in the morning, and it was sunny at noon. Some people say that this is the last blessing of the elderly. The firecrackers in the sky rang through the village and through the sky. A very long line, wearing white funeral clothes, walking all the way to the final destination.

On this day, firecrackers are in the sky.

On this day, the bells and drums are ringing.

This day, mourning is burning.

The four carried the coffin with a break in the middle, but the coffin did not fall. Because of the customs in the countryside, the coffin is buried wherever it falls. Can't fall before reaching the goal.

The sadness spread on everyone's face, and the shocking drum music kept going.

When you reach your destination, bury it. The woman has to go first, or still, just go, don't look back.

Don't leave it alone, bury the last love together.

Liu San also left.

At the moment of separation,

Let me say goodbye softly,

Although there are thousands of words in my heart,

Can't express my emotions,

Let me look at you again,

Look at your teary face,

But I can't look back ...

...

After the funeral was over, the relatives of the foreign department left one after another, as if this funeral was to fulfill the elderly's last wish. Immediate relatives cannot leave until the first seven.

"We've bought the tickets. Take good care of yourself. Or can you work with us to work together?" Father stood next to Liu San.

Liu San picked up a cigarette from his pocket, handed it to his father, and smoked one himself.

Ordered several times, but not.

Father lit Liu San.

"You go." Liu San took a long puff of cigarettes.

On this day, it drizzled drizzly.

It seems to be fogging.

Misty, gray spots.

"I'm gone and take good care of myself. In the factory, I can't take a long vacation. This time it is very difficult to take leave, I will go back first." Liu San's back left his eyes.

"Dad, next time I will take your scenery." Liu San said for a while before he was silent.

Father's body shuddered slightly, without turning back, spreading his umbrella in the drizzle. Leaving with his mother without turning back. Maybe it is reluctant, maybe I don't want to see the rosy touch in my eyes.

gone.

Liu San looked at the time, and it was not two days before he went to work. I was an apprentice of porcelain craftsman in Shabai Village, and my salary was not high. Less than two thousand. Fortunately, I can learn something, which is the only reason that Liu San can continue to do it.

After the loved ones left, only the deserted grandmother's house remained.

The neighbor's house was already empty, and they were working outside. These days, few people can stay in the village.

Back inside the house ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Liu San fell asleep.

He is tired,

Until the moment at zero!

"Where did it burn?" Liu San smelled a burning smell in his sleep.

Opening my eyes, I felt the heat below.

stunned!

by!

Tintin is on fire!

Nima! ?

What the hell!

The water was quickly extinguished, and the fire was still burning.

Liu San was dumbfounded, ya, what's the situation?

Immediately after, the crow became a bald crow.

The hair was gone before the fire disappeared.

"Empty!?"

Shenhao Agricultural Bank Card: "Dear user, your week's authority is still over. The new limit will be transferred soon."

"You did it just now ???" Liu San responded.

Shenhao Agricultural Bank Card: "Otherwise why do you think 50 people of 55 users died, 2 were eunuchs, 2 were disabled, and 1 was the peak of their lives?"

"I have spent 10,000 yuan!" Liu San clearly remembered that he had given all 10,000 yuan to his aunt.

Is it?

10,000 yuan has not been spent? ? ?

Shenhao Agricultural Bank Card: "You should be thankful that there is not much left this time. Only six dollars, otherwise it is not Mao but the whole person."

Liu San took a deep breath, and it seemed that he had to see the spent himself in order to spend the money.

Otherwise, the trouble is big.

I used to think that having no money was a kind of trouble, but now I think that not spending money is also a kind of trouble.

Should I cry, or should I laugh.

Hum.

phone vibration!

A new message appears.

"Dear customer, your ABC account number ending with 62XXXXXXXXXX was transferred to 20,000 yuan at 00:00 on July 6, and the current account has 20600.52 yuan remaining."

"Twenty thousand?"