Chapter 1: Burial

　　 1998, summer.
　　 There is a small mountain village in the north, surrounded by mountains and rivers. The mountain is located in the west of the village and shaped like a long dragon; the water is located in the east of the village and is named Qinglong River.
　　 Therefore, the mountain village is called Wolong Village.
　　Beside the path leading to Xishan, it is far from the village, but there is a courtyard standing alone.
　　The adobe house in the small courtyard of the fence, teetering in the storm, has always stood firm.
　　 With a "creak", two wooden doors opened in response. A young man came out in the rain with an old man on his back.
　　 The boy's name is Zhang Xiaobai, twenty years old, and the old man on his back is his grandmother, who died three days ago.
　　 It has rained for three days, and one cannot wait for three days.
　　 Today, Zhang Xiaobai sent his grandma to the burial.
　　 The wooden cart stopped in front of the door. Zhang Xiaobai slowly put the old man in the cart, then covered the old man with a new mat, and then found hemp rope to tie it briefly.
　　 Zhang Xiaobai came to the front of the car, put on the reins, and walked down the mountain step by step.
　　 The mountain road washed by rain, the soil is gone, and the rocks are exposed on the surface. The young man in cloth shoes leaned back and tried his best to stabilize the pace to keep the wooden car stable, as if he was afraid of the old man in the car bumping.
　　 Within a short distance, Zhang Xiaobai walked for 20 minutes before entering Wolong Village.
　　 Mountain Village is located at the foot of the mountain, the terrain is relatively flat, and dozens of families are located. There are mostly adobe houses, and there are also three or two brick houses, and the whole village is carved with traces of barrenness.
　　 The rainstorm was diminishing, and some children rushed out of their homes and came to the street with joy, and even though the mud was muddy, they ran and chased them.
　　 When they saw the wooden cart and saw Zhang Xiaobai clearly, they seemed to see ghosts, and they ran home with an exclamation.
　　 After a while, the adults came out one after another. The men with cigarettes and arms, and the women with their sweaters in their basins, looked at the excitement as usual.
　　 The people in the village go out for funeral and burial. It is indeed a lively activity. At least they are blowing the trumpet and carrying the coffin, but the family going out for funeral is really deserted.
　　 "Oh! This child is also pitiful, he just got admitted to college, and everyone is dead and clean."
　　 "Poor fart, it's this broom star that killed his family, and whoever walked close to him is unlucky."
　　 "Shhh, keep your voice down, this is broken. He beat our boss again the other day!"
　　 "Yeah! I can see that it was your boss and the second who beat others together, I still haven't beaten them!"
　　……
　　 The women whispered, yin and yang frowned and expressive.
　　 The men were relatively silent, but watched the wooden cart slowly moving forward with a dull expression.
　　In such a small village, only marriages can arouse people's interest, and pass the boring life day after day and year after year.
　　 Zhang Xiaobai didn't realize it, he was numb to those words, and he was even more tired of seeing those expressions.
　　 If it weren't for his grandmother's insistence, he would have wanted to move elsewhere, but now his grandmother can't insist, but Zhang Xiaobai doesn't want to go anywhere.
　　 The wooden cart crossed two traces on the muddy road, going further and further. In the crowd, a young man with glasses poked his head out quietly, watching Zhang Xiaobai's back and the corners of his mouth slightly cocked, and then quickly ran home.
　　 A brick house in the east of the village is particularly eye-catching, showing the wealth of the family, but a young man in the house is choked with his head.
　　'S father is Shi Youfu, a well-known rich man in the village who works as a contractor outside, and the crying boy is his second son, Shi Lei.
　　 At this moment, Shi Youfu is blocking the door with a cigarette, pointing at the unfilial son and shouting: "Tell you, as long as I'm here, you don't want to leave this door today!"
　　 Shi Lei raised his head with a low growl, his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, and gritted his teeth and said: "Shi Youfu, I also tell you, if you don't let me go out again, will you not be my old man in the future!"
　　 The father was furious. He was about to hit the child on a rainy day. He rushed over with his palm, but he was horrified to find his son clenched his fist and charged.
　　 Is this to resist?
　　 Just as Shi Youfu was a little bit hesitant, his son Shi Lei rushed past his armpit with a cat waist.
　　 chasing again, it is too late.
　　……
　　 A forest of poplars, two solitary graves.
　　 Zhang Xiaobai stopped and said softly: "Grandma, we're home! Grandpa and mom are here, you are not alone!"
　　 There is a pit beside the head of the grave. It was dug by the rain last night. After a whole night of rain, it was already a little messy. Zhang Xiaobai jumped into the pit and sorted it out carefully.
　　 "I didn't take care of you during my lifetime, I will sleep more comfortably when I die!"
　　 Zhang Xiaobai's voice was a little choked, tears swirling in his eye circles, but even so, the tears did not fall.
　　Grandma said, don’t cry.
　　 "Xiao Bai, I'm late, grandma, I'm sending you here!" Shi Lei ran over crying.
　　 Zhang Xiaobai said, "Why are you doing this? You can't fight the old man!"
　　 Shi Lei shook his head, his eyes fell on the mat, tears streaming down.
　　 Zhang Xiaobai said: "You can't blame the old man, it's your fault for you to steal the money and lend me a thousand dollars! When will I pay?"
　　 Shi Lei choked and said: "Talk to me about money? Do you think I'm a brother?"
　　 Zhang Xiaobai sighed and rolled up the mat. Grandma is still the same, with kind eyes, as if sleeping, especially peaceful.
　　 "Grandma, I am in peace!"
　　 The two lifted up the old man, moved slowly, and put them firmly into the pit.
　　 Zhang Xiaobai knelt in front of the grave, UU reading www.uukanshu.com just couldn't bear to fill the soil, and didn't dare to fill it.
After 　　 is over, I will never see my grandma again!
　　 After a long time, Zhang Xiaobai picked up the mud and sprinkled it on his grandmother.
　　 One, two, three...
　　 I couldn't see the old man again, Zhang Xiaobai stood up and filled the soil like crazy with a shovel until the grave appeared.
　　 Zhang Xiaobai turned around to look at Shi Lei, his face was already full of tears, he smiled miserably, and murmured: "Brother, I have no grandma! I have no grandma!"
　　……
　　 Shi Lei lit a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Xiaobai, then lit another cigarette and placed it carefully in front of the grave.
　　 Zhang Xiaobai took a deep breath and said, "Grandma can't get used to cigarettes!"
　　 Shi Lei said: "What's your plan in the future? Really not going to school?"
　　 Zhang Xiaobai said: "I can't go if I have no money. Besides, I have to guard this house. Grandma said, I can have nothing, I can't live without it!"
　　 Shi Lei sighed, "Those who are admitted to college can't, but I want to go to college but can't, this world, what a shit!"
　　 Zhang Xiaobai was silent for a while, and said: "I always think that outsider is not a good thing. There must be something tricky here. It's best not to pack the mountain in your house!"
　　 Shi Lei said: "I don't want to, but my dad thinks, he is the one who sees money, and fifty thousand yuan is not a small sum! It is enough to build three large brick houses!"
　　 Zhang Xiaobai said: "The increase from 10,000 to 30,000 and then to 50,000 is enough to prove that he is very impatient. First stretch him and then talk, I think of a possibility?"
　　 A gust of wind came, faintly mixed with the roar of the machine.
　　 The two immediately stood up.
　　 Zhang Xiaobai shouted: "You pull the car back!"
　　 Before Shi Lei could reply, Zhang Xiaobai ran towards Xishan!