Grandpa Huang has been dead for three days. He raised a son and two women by himself, and he can't be clean when he dies.
At first, it was two dog who discovered this situation. This person is usually arrogant in the village, bullying the good and fearing the evil, but he is particularly timid and particularly afraid of walking at night.
On the night of the twelfth lunar month, two dog ate pig-killing rice at his brother's house, but he couldn't resist the pig-killing craftsman and his brother's big dog's persuasion. With the help of the pig soup cooked by his sister-in-law, he drank three cups of local wine in a row.
When I left, no matter how much people advised me, I always said that I was not drunk, and I could walk the distance with my eyes closed. I must go home and sleep. No matter whether you want to walk at night or not, even if you want to pass through Master Huang's cemetery, the last person just falls down, stepping on his right foot with his left foot in the dark and rushing home with his left foot on his right foot.
On the way, a cold wind poured into two dog's body from his cuffs and collar. Two dog shivered and the wine was half awake. He found it was dark everywhere, except for a hairy moon hanging in the sky, and something was shining in the field less than 100 meters away from him. At this point, two dog's whole body goose bumps have been awake, the whole body numb, his mouth still mumbling to be quiet. Grandpa four, don't worry about what I did to you before you died. Forgive me.
I kept praying in my mouth, trying to escape quickly, but my feet wouldn't listen. A staggered, two dog fell to the ground, fell a dog eat shit, a head to grandpa four's grave, almost didn't cry out loud. A gust of wind blew from Master Huang's grave to two dog, and the sound of playing music also entered two dog's ears, tinkling, tinkling and rhythmic.
The so-called music is actually played at the funeral. The instruments used are suona, flat drum, cymbal, small gong and big gong ... some of them can't be named. People who play these instruments are collectively called "gongs and drums", and there are lions in the larger team.
The music played off and on several times, and each time it stopped in less than half a minute. After the music stopped, the two dogs couldn't stand the fear any longer, struggled to get up from the ground and ran home crazily.
The next day, news came from the village that Grandpa Huang was unwilling to die, and he didn't listen to enough music when he was alive, so he brought a music team to play music for him. Curious villagers also went to Master Huang's grave to see if they could really hear music. Two dog told everyone that what he heard at night was useless to go during the day. Everyone doesn't like two dog, but they are interested in the information he provided. They don't talk to him anymore. Curious and bold, I chose to go to Master Huang's grave at night.
Second, Huang Xiaomei's troubles.
Fourth Master Huang's youngest daughter has been loved by her father since she was a child. Although she married Shannan, she always remembered her father's kindness. When I was a child, I was often bullied by my brother and sister, and I don't know what happened. Until now, the relationship between the three sisters is still incompatible.
Busy work, children's rebellion and her husband's indiscretion made Huang Xiaomei furious. After quarreling with her husband, she went to the bar alone and drove away the accumulated unhappiness with alcohol. I can't get comfort in this new home, so I want to ask my father to relax. At worst, I want to greet my father.
I haven't spoken to my father for half a month. I called my father last night, but I couldn't get through Half a month ago, my father said that he was in good health and told him to go home to spend the New Year with his husband and children at the latest on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.
Five times in a row, no one answered, and Huang Xiaomei felt lost and worried. She decided to call her cousin Huang Xiaoping, her age, and ask about the situation.
"Little sister, where have you been? Your phone has been turned off these days. "
"The elder brother of the flat, I didn't come back on a business trip before long, the phone at home. Is my dad okay? I can't contact him for half a month. "
"Fourth uncle, little sister, you'd better come back. Fourth uncle is gone. He went up the mountain yesterday morning. "
Tears welled up in my eyes and my mobile phone fell into the glass. At this time, I can't control why there is no news from home. Brothers and sisters all have their own contact information, but they don't inform themselves.
My heart is screaming, and I hate myself for not using two mobile phone numbers to allocate work and life.
After a wail, Huang Xiaomei got up and left the bar. There is no moon tonight, and the sky has lost its color tonight.
Third, worship
There is no day worse than this small year.
Early in the morning of the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, Huang Xiaomei dragged her husband and children to the railway station. This time, she went home too far, and she never saw her father again.
Just arrived in the village, Huang Xiaomei heard everyone talking about two dog's experience and the verification information of those brave people in the village.
Huang Xiaomei, regardless of her husband and children, left her luggage and went straight to her father's grave. She leaned down and knelt on the ground, crying, crying about her sins, her unfilial, and the cruelty of her brothers and sisters.
Huang Xiaoping arrived at the village head early, ready to meet the Huang Xiaomei family, but he heard that Huang Xiaomei had gone to visit his fourth uncle. So I went to my fourth uncle's grave with my brother-in-law and nephew.
When he came to his fourth uncle's grave, Huang Xiaoping encouraged Huang Xiaomei to relax and said that his brother and sister would return to the city after the funeral. Everything in the fourth uncle's house was basically burned out, and the house was just an empty shelf.
"What about the mobile phone? What about the mobile phone I gave my dad? "
"There are many rumors in the village, and the fourth uncle likes listening to music. According to my guess, it's inside. " Huang Xiaoping pointed to the grave. "You play and see."
Huang Xiaomei took out her mobile phone and called her father.
"Ding Dingmao, Ding Dingmao ..."
Huang Xiaomei's crying reminds me again that there are still many questions that need her to answer. ...
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