I personally organized his funeral, the funeral, the vigil, and everything else because he had no relatives like me.

God has no eyes, right?

A pair of old and young men who depended on each other for life were separated by yin and yang.

The only people who came to the mourning hall to offer incense to the old man were Zhou Yan and his sister.

Zhou Yan has a very good relationship with the old man, and he was even considered a good boy with a strong ambition in the eyes of the old man.

On the first night in the mourning hall, Zhou Yan got drunk with me and cried with me the whole night.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be raised but the relatives are not there.

The old man has never had much enjoyment in his life. I really feel that I owe him so much.

He finally passed the shop to me, and it was time to enjoy his old age, but who would have thought that he would leave so suddenly?

Zhou Yan stayed with me during those days, drank with me, went crazy with me, and finally cried with me.

After the first seven days, I did not choose to cremate the old man. Instead, I asked Zhou Yan’s father to transport the old man’s body to Longshan in western Hunan.

The old man was a man who couldn't bear to leave his hometown. What he thought about day and night was Longshan County, a land that was not prosperous but slightly backward.

I carried the old man’s body up the mountain alone and buried him in a place he was familiar with, on the slope halfway up Longshan Mountain.

Before I came to Guiyang, the old man often took me there to watch the sunset and listen to him sing a song that had gradually declined over the decades.

"It is your destiny to sleep in your homeland forever~~wait quietly for reincarnation in the next life~~~all the six paths are painful and joyful, and God knows~~~I hope you will be a human again in the next life~~~"

"Grandpa, why do you always sing this?"

"Xiyaozi, you will understand when you grow up. Come on, grandpa will take you home for dinner."

As the sun set, two figures were reflected crookedly on the slope. The old man took me and walked down the mountain with a smile. At that time, I seemed to hear a sound echoing in the forest, but I didn't

Listen clearly.

The day I sent the old man up the mountain, I finally heard it clearly.

After more than ten years, I finally heard it clearly...

It is a kind of nostalgia for the years...
Chapter completed!