I rely on residual blood to repair my longevity

Chapter 44 I'm an Urn
Seemingly hearing Old Gu's voice, Gu Xiaomei showed a relieved smile.These things have been in her heart for 30 years, and she always wants to tell her second brother, but every time she opens her mouth, the woman's words resound in her ears like a curse.

"You have to be like this urn."

Gu Xiaomei always thought that she could use her whole life to break the curse, but at the end of her life, she realized that the curse could not be broken at all.The injury suffered in childhood, even if you use your whole life to save it, you will not be able to succeed.Because it has a very serious impact on human growth.

Whenever Li Zhuang hit her, the condescending look in his eyes, as if looking at a broken piece, would make Gu Xiaomei miserable.She has never read a book, and she doesn't know any major principles. She just feels that in this life, one should not be trampled on by others for no reason.

Meekness is not a sin, nor is meekness a reason for others to attack you.There are so many people in this world, and it is impossible for all of them to be so tough, and it is impossible for everyone to protect themselves.However, this is not an excuse for others to hurt themselves.

She is a person, a living person, but people always ask her to treat her as a tool that can't fight back.Although Gu Xiaomei couldn't say it, how could she be willing?

It's just that she couldn't say the word 'no' all her life.

She is also very envious of those little girls who grew up under the love of their parents, brothers and sisters. They are so radiant, and the smiles on their faces are so beautiful, but she is ashamed, and she seems to have never shined in her whole life...

"Little sister, my little sister..."

Old Gu Tou gently embraced Gu Xiaomei's weakening body, his eyes filled with tears.His sister, this life has been too hard, if there is a next life, don't be my sister, be my daughter, I will love you, love you, and treat you well for the rest of my life.

As for this long and difficult life, you can go at ease, brother knows what you mean, and won't make you feel sad down here.

Gently brushing Gu Xiaomei's pale hair, Old Gu felt as if they had returned to their childhood. The two would lie on the grass and bask in the sun between heavy farm work, and describe the beautiful life in the future together.Old Gu also said that when he married Alan in the future, he would take Gu Xiaomei away with him, and the three of them lived happily together.

But those beautiful scenes depicted in the past, under the ravages of reality, are like a layer of painting, the paper is fragile and can be torn easily.

When I was young, I was young and frivolous, and always felt that the world would change with me.I always think that I will become a very powerful person in the future and can easily change everything in front of me.But it was later discovered that the original youth and frivolity were not worth the sorrow of the world.

This is reality, this is growth.

But at least he's still there for now.At least before the younger sister left, he was still there.

Humming the ditties that he used to sing, the hoarse voice of the old man echoed in the small room.It's not a very nice sound, but it's a requiem for those most familiar with it.

Gu Xiaomei took a long breath, and then let it out slowly. At the end of her life, what she thought of was not her own children, but her second brother.And that urn.In the dead silence all around, Gu Xiaomei called softly, and the voice echoed in the room for a long time.

"Brother, brother..."

"Don't be afraid, brother is here."

"Brother..."

"You said."

"...I am, I am an urn, to be buried in Nanshan..."

After uttering the last word, a cloudy tear from the corner of Gu Xiaomei's eyes slipped across, fell into Old Gu's clothes, and was instantly absorbed and disappeared.

Seeing Gu Xiaomei's hand suddenly drop down, Li Da let out a mournful wail.

"mother--"

Raising a child is one hundred years old, and worrying about 99 years.Mother and son, mother and daughter, in this life, Gu Xiaomei has done everything that can be done.Now there is only one unspoken wish left, which disappears with a touch of melancholy.

"mother--"

"grandmother!"

"Grandma!"

There was crying in the room, and everyone's eyes were red.Although Gu Xiaomei was illiterate all her life, she was gentle and generous, with a noble character and respected by others.Seeing such an old man pass away at this time, everyone paid their respects regardless of whether they were familiar with him or not.

Amidst the wailing and crying, Old Gu was the calm person. He laid Gu Xiaomei on the bed, carefully fixed her messy hair, and then stepped back to let the women put on her clothes. Clean shroud.

From this step onwards, Old Gu didn't intervene any more, just quietly being a spectator without saying anything.According to the rules, people in Lijia Village have to stop their spirits for three days before being buried.During these three days, Li Da and others transported Gu Xiaomei's body back to their home village, and then held a grand funeral.

During this period, Old Gu didn't even visit it.Li Da's wife and others still felt strange, but because of the previous incident, they were all afraid of the old man, so they didn't dare to say anything, they could only cook some meals and send them over to show their filial piety.

During these three days, Old Gu did not refuse anyone who came, and even bought a few catties of meat by himself, and ate a lot for each meal. The rest of the time was spent quietly grinding hoes and other farm tools.

On the fourth day, the sound of funeral mourning in Lijia Village almost reached the small courtyard where Changsheng and the others lived. She stood on the escalator of her house and looked quietly in the direction of Lijia Village.There, the Li family wore filial piety clothes and lined up in a long line to transport the coffin containing Gu Xiaomei all the way to the Li family's ancestral grave, and then buried her in the same tomb with Li Zhuang.

That night, according to the usual practice, Li Da and others entertained the guests, and the crowd gradually dispersed until late at night.

Originally the guests dispersed and everyone should go to bed, but Li Da's brothers couldn't sleep, and Li Da's wife and sister-in-law persuaded them to go to bed early.After all, holding a funeral is not a joke, it is tiring.But was rejected.

"You go back to sleep first, and take care of Xiaobao and the others. We brothers and sisters talk to each other."

After repeated persuasion to no avail, the women gave up the idea and went back.

Only the brothers remained relatively silent, drinking in silence.

And old Gu had already fed the old scalper, taking advantage of the dead of night, he took his longevity and farm tools and rushed to Lijia Village.

Changsheng stared at the night in front of him with his eyes wide open, for fear that someone would suddenly jump out and block his way.Old Gu stopped smoking dry tobacco, held a hoe in his hand, and looked at its polished blade with satisfaction.Even with a good hoe, digging up the soil must be very smooth.

Within half an hour, the silent ox cart had arrived near Li Jiazu's grave.There is nothing here but a silent grave.There is also the shrill chirping of unknown birds, which makes the night even more mesmerizing.

　Happy New Year's Day friends~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)