I was assigned to farm by fans but in my hometown

Chapter 92
Early in the morning, there was a noise next door, a kind of noise with silence.

The Taoist priest's lyrics sounded early, and next to the coffin was the crying Aunt Song.

The dialect, which is usually gentle or severe, is sung with a plaintive tone, as sad as the cuckoo crying for blood, crying reluctantly.

Lu Xu could hear the sound next door, and it was almost time to see him for the last time.

The coffin is opened.

Relatives followed the Taoist priest one by one, making a circle and kneeling three times and nine times.

Three circles cover the coffin.

up the hill.

The people at the front were holding photos and holding umbrellas.

The photo is a black and white photo taken of the elementary school graduation admission ticket found after searching through the photos.

Behind them are those holding vases and incense candles.Finally, there was a coffin lifted by several people with hemp ropes.

The sound of the suona sounded, and the sound broke through the quiet morning, echoing the sound of the suona from nowhere, and went up the mountain.

'boom'

The firecrackers ignited at once, and the crackling sounds were overlaid with only a loud rumbling sound.

"What?" Lu Xuyuan seemed to have seen the girl open her mouth and say something.

The girl who had been in bed for two days suddenly rolled over and rushed out.

"Yao Yao!" Lu Xuyuan immediately wanted to chase her, but her legs, which had been kneeling for too long, didn't get much better after a night, and she fell.

It took him almost two steps to get up on his hands and feet, and Lu Xuyuan gave chase.

That little figure disappeared.

"elder brother--"

Without his glasses, Lu Xuyuan couldn't see clearly the crowd in the distance, and it was even harder to find the small person among them who almost disappeared after disappearing into the crowd.

"Yaoyao!"

"elder brother--"

He seemed to hear the girl's voice, like the last cry of a chick, drowned in the sound of firecrackers and suonas.

He found the girl at dark, in front of the boy's grave.

She just sat there blankly, just like the previous two days.

Lu Xuyuan breathed a sigh of relief and limped her back.

That night, the girl developed a high fever. The old Chinese medicine doctor in the village could only prepare a tonic, but was helpless to stop the girl's high fever.

Lu Xuyuan ran to all the houses, but the antipyretic medicine he obtained was ineffective.

Aunt Song carried the girl to a nearby goddess who was particularly famous.

Lu Xuyuan didn't know what happened. The road was opened the next day, and the Lu family came with the girl's mother.

Two cars, one took away Lu Xuyuan, the other took away Jiang Yao.

The next time I heard news about the girl was outside my grandpa’s door.

Lu Xuyuan, who hadn't slept for several days, was almost comatose in the car. When he woke up, he immediately ran to the main room. He wanted to know the news about the girl. He promised to take good care of the girl. He had already missed an appointment once.

Before entering the door, Grandpa sighed from the door; "How is the child Yaoyao?"

"The fever won't go down." It was my father's voice. "I'm too young. I had a lot of nosebleeds last night."

"Is there nothing the hospital can do?"

"no way."

Lu Xuyuan almost lost his balance and leaned against the door as much as possible.

"Who's outside?"

Movement at the door interrupted the conversation inside the room.

Lu Xuyuan has never regretted so much. If he had run faster, would he have been able to catch her, wouldn't he have let her stay alone in front of the tomb for so long, wouldn't he have died? .

Before he fainted, he seemed to see the boy again.

He said, "It's a long way to go, so take care of your followers."

Tears blurred the figure. He tried his best to open his eyes wide, but he could only gradually lose consciousness. He gasped and gasped, pressed in his throat, "I'm sorry." I'm sorry, I couldn't take care of her.

I am sorry.

……

Lu Yao has not recalled these things for a long time, like a PTSD patient.

The meaningless morning run every morning, and the diary that will never be opened.

The phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Brother, I found what you asked me to check."

……

Jiang Yuge's sleep quality has always been good, but recently it has been uneasy.

She seemed to have become short-handed and short-legged.

"What are you thinking about?" The young man reached out and pinched her round face, then stretched out his other hand, "Would you like some candy?"

She was about to say something, but found that she couldn't.

She saw her two hands struggling to grasp the boy's hand that was holding her face, trying to pull it off.

"Yo yo yo," the young man smiled carelessly, "I don't even want to eat any candy."

"Let go!"

The girl's vague resistance was rewarded with two hard squeezes from the boy.

"You little heartless child," the young man sat down on the threshold, and pulled her down from the door, who was standing crookedly on the door frame. "Before school started, you said you wanted your brother to leave, but now you don't want to show your shame?"

"Bad brother!"

Jiang Yuge was surprised and looked at the young man. His handsome features were familiar. He wanted to take a closer look, but it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

"Brother! Let's go!" A child in the distance called to the boy.

"Let's go!" The boy stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and gave the girl a slap in the face.

"Bah, bah, bah!" The girl jumped up from the threshold and slapped the boy with her little slap, "Bad brother! Bad brother!"

"You little mop, you don't have enough vocabulary." The boy didn't care at all about the girl's lack of offensive words, so he picked her up and left.The child also followed behind the boy.

When passing some courtyards along the way, the boy would shout, "Let's go!"

A child would pop out of the courtyard and just follow him without asking what he was doing.

After a while, the team was already huge, and the people behind were all walking forward under the leadership of the young man. Cats and dogs were teased and weeded along the way, and there was a lot of excitement wherever they went.

After wandering around for a long time, someone finally asked, "Brother, where are we going?"

"I don't know," the young man said indifferently, turning to look at Tuoyoupin, who couldn't walk in his arms, "Tuoyoupin, where do you want to go?"

The girl just wanted to bite him to vent her anger; "It's not a drag!"

"Okay," the boy said, holding her like a toy, "Do you want to eat the roasted corn?"

The girl's eyes lit up and her struggling movements stopped; "Eat."

"Walk."

So a group of people marched toward the path in a mighty manner. When they were far away from the house and reached someone's property, the young man finally stopped.

"Okay! It's right here." There happened to be a cleared open space next to it, and there were some bundled straws on the side, which should be some early-maturing corn.

The young man waved his hand and said, "Little Fatty and the dog are going to dig a hole, the monkey is going to find something to kindle the fire, and the rest are going to see where to break the corn."

"Yes, sir!"

All actions strictly follow the team's rules of action, and pay attention to being quick and quiet.

The girl saw them walking in the cornfield where there was no one at all, moving furtively, making incomprehensible gestures, and slapped her brother on the head; "What about it?"

"You should stop meddling in men's affairs." The young man took a moment, and finally remembered that there was another one here, and put her down, "You have to work."

The young man looked around and saw that those looking for corn and firelighters were both gone, and said, "It's easy to find short winter melons in the valley, so you should dig a hole."

(End of this chapter)