Inherit the family's old shop

Chapter 71
The old man carried me into the room, the room was already in a mess due to my tossing just now, as soon as I entered the room, I sat on the single bed, I watched the old man move towards the old man, Staring at him in front of him in a daze, the old man slowly looked away after staring at him for several minutes.

The old man bent down and lifted the man on his back. I was surprised, "Grandpa, what do you want?"

"Hey, he's safe in the ground. You can't let him lie here all the time. He's an old man who has sacrificed his life. He didn't enjoy the blessings when he was alive. He needs a place to stay when he dies!"

As the old man said, he already went out with the old man on his back. I followed the wall and walked out. The old man took a shovel from the door. I was about to dig a hole for the old man. I hurried up to help. The old man said that my foot was hurt, and told me to go back and sit down, but the grandfather is working here, and I, the grandson, can still rest. Just as I was about to start, the old man turned his eyes sideways, "Tell you to rest and rest. If you are exhausted, I will point out who will take care of me and die. Stay aside!"

The old man's words made me shut up. Normally, I should talk and smile, but when it comes to the point, the old man's words are still imperial edicts. This can be said to be a shadow cast from childhood. After all, grandpa is Grandpa, grandson is still grandson.

The old man dug the hole without saying a word, watching the old man start, he didn't look old at all, he swung a shovel in a hurry, no matter how he looked at it, he was an old man in his 80s.

Just half an hour later, the old man dug a hole more than one meter deep. Looking at the hole, the old man was stunned for a while, then turned his head and walked into the house. Still holding a straw mat in one hand, the old man put the quilt into the pit, and put the old man in it safely, and covered it with a layer of straw mat. After finishing, the old man stood in front of the pit Looking down for a while, he took out a few steel coins from his pocket and threw them into the pit, "Brother, I was in a hurry, and I couldn't give you a thin coffin. You can forgive me. On the way back , with your wife and daughter by your side, you can feel at ease, go all the way!"

After the old man said that, he started to fill in the hole. From the beginning to the end, the old man didn't let me do it. At first I thought that the old man didn't let me do it because of the injury on my foot, but later, under the atmosphere of nostalgia and sadness, I It feels like the old man has melted into this atmosphere, as if the old man is going to give him a ride with his own hands.

Until the earth pit was filled into a grave bag, the old man didn’t say a word, and neither did I. The atmosphere was like the loss of a relative, which added a bit of inexplicable sadness. To be honest, I originally loved this old man My son was full of complaints, but in this atmosphere, I feel that resentment has faded a lot.

With loess in his arms, a new grave, in the bleak night wind, the old man stood in front of the grave for a long time, and sighed, "Old brother, Qingming and Double Ninth Festival, I will not forget when it is time to go to the grave to burn paper, don't worry let's go!"

"Come here, Jiu Jin'er. This dead man is the most important, come and kowtow!" The old man waved at me, and I went over, knelt on the ground, and loudly rang four heads! "

After knocking, the old man asked me to retreat. As soon as I retreated, the old man suddenly raised his hand and made a posture that surprised me, a military posture, a bright, straight military posture.

The waist straightened, the back straightened, I looked at the figure of the old man, and at this moment I really felt that he was a soldier who fought and fought his life. I couldn't see his face, but I could feel it at this moment. The old man definitely has an extremely solemn face and sharp eyes.

At this time, a gust of night wind blew the floating soil on the new grave, and a whirlwind swirled around the old man, and then fell leisurely on the ground. I was surprised at this moment, maybe Well, in the dark, the martyrs in this cemetery already understood what grandpa meant.A breeze is a response!
Standing in a military posture for more than a minute, the old man retracted his posture and turned his head, "Let's go, let's go back!"

The old man helped me back to the house. The room was very dark. The old man lit a half candle on the table. For some reason, I always felt that the old man knew this old man, because he called out one by one. , a look of piety and nostalgia, this thing can't be faked.

I opened my mouth and asked, "Grandpa, do you know this old man?"

The old man glanced at me, shook his head, I froze for a moment, nodded, but muttered, "Then why do I feel that you are very close to him!"

Hearing what I said, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was silent for a few seconds and said with a smile, "You haven't experienced those years, and you don't understand if you tell me, this guy who beat devils and sold his life together, no matter how serious he is If you don’t know each other, they are all people who have suffered together, and they are all worthy of our respect!”

"What's more, this is a kind and righteous person who has been guarding this graveyard for so many years."

I frowned, "Old man, you said that the old soldiers are all going to enjoy themselves, why...why does he have to guard here!"

The old man didn't respond to me, but lit a cigarette, and after a while he said, "I really can't explain this to you, things that I haven't experienced, things that I haven't seen with my own eyes, I can't explain it, But, your grandpa, I understand his heart, this old man is also very affectionate, I am afraid that he was the last one to leave when we died together back then!"

I listened and nodded. The old man really told me in the dream. Although he dared not tell the truth at first, but after hearing what the old man said, I am sure that what he said in the dream is true.

The old man said to me, "Jiu Jin'er, don't hate this old man, the times are different, and the things you have experienced are different. I can't tell good or bad, it's all based on my own thoughts, Jiu Jin'er Don't worry, we'll leave tomorrow morning, and grandpa will come over to burn some paper money on Ching Ming and Double Ninth Festival, and if grandpa is gone, remember to come over and burn some paper money when it's a festival!"

Listening to what the old man said, I nodded and agreed. This is not an exaggeration, a few pieces of paper money can be regarded as an explanation to the old man.

I asked the old man, "Grandpa, did you also serve as a soldier and fight in war?"

When my grandfather heard my question, he was stunned for a moment, smiled, and said jokingly, "What kind of soldier have I been? Speaking of which, I have fought wars, but in those years, I was forced to fight wars." Yes, hey, let’s not talk about that time!”

The old man shook his head, "It's getting late, you've been busy all night, go to bed quickly, grandpa is here to watch over you, go to sleep at ease!"

I looked at the old man, his words were a bit off topic, at this moment, I felt that I couldn't see through the old man, and I wondered in my heart, could it be that the old man is the kind of legend who hides his achievements and fame!
But just thinking about it, what the old man puts in front of him is just a little old man. He doesn't say anything that I can't see through. I know he is a mystery, but I have never dared to guess the answer to this mystery.

With the old man here, I felt more at ease, and lay on the single bed with my head up. At this moment, even this bed felt much more comfortable, and I fell asleep in a short time.

One night without dreams, one night with dawn, when I woke up, the sky was already bright. I opened my eyes and saw that the room was empty, and the furnishings in the room had indeed been tidied up. The old man had long since disappeared. I put on my shoes, leaned on the wall and limped out. When I arrived at the door, I saw the old man sitting at the door in a daze. A cigarette in his mouth was almost burned to the edge of his mouth, as if he was still unconscious.

I called out, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

The old man woke up suddenly, turned his head and smiled at me, "It's nothing, I'm waiting for you to wake up, it's dawn now, we should go too!"

(End of this chapter)