Looking at Jiao Qiu'er, a good brother, Mao Sandao felt indescribably moved.
Although Jiao Qiu'er is not a good person, at least he has reached an impeccable level in terms of brotherhood.
Over the years, whenever Mao Sandao had any needs, he never asked the reason and did his best to help.
Mao Sandao still remembers the day he met Jiao Qiuer;
People don't know each other until they get to know each other. When Nanpu Bank moved its office, Mao Sandao found Jiao Qiuer's company. A dispute arose during the process because of damage to office items, which led to a quarrel and a fight between the two.
Later, it was finally determined that the root cause of the loss was the work of internal employees.
In order to resolve the grudge, Mao Sandao personally visited the house to apologize, and then the two shook hands and made peace, and eventually became good buddies by accident.
If it hadn't been for this conflict, perhaps the two people would never have intersected, just like two parallel straight lines.
It is even more impossible to say that such a deep brotherhood will be established.
"Hey, are you stupid?" Seeing Mao Sandao staring at him intently, especially the strange look on Mao Sandao's face, Jiao Qiu'er felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
He subconsciously grasped the collar around his neck tightly, as if he had encountered a perverted pervert, with fear on his face, "You...what are you looking at me for? I'm warning you, I don't like men..."
"Go away, my taste is not that strong. I just want to say, thank you."
Mao Sandao had been immersed in his acquaintance with Jiao Qiu'er, and for a moment he forgot that he had been looking at him. It was not until he heard Jiao Qiu'er's voice that he realized what he was doing and smiled sheepishly.
"Don't fucking disgust me!"
The sudden "Thank you" made Jiao Qiu'er so sick that he had goosebumps all over his body.
This guy has never been pretentious. What happened today?
Anyway, I feel very uncomfortable.
"Are we going to hold a wake for grandpa tonight?" Jiao Qiu'er was worried that Mao Sandao would be pretentious again, so she asked him first before he opened his mouth.
"Um."
Mao Sandao glanced at his grandfather's coffin not far away, and the relaxed expression he had just accumulated became solemn again.
He feels as if he has become a stray animal that no one wants and no one cares about...
From now on...there are no relatives in the world.
Jiao Qiu'er saw the changes in Mao Sandao at this time, but he didn't know what to say.
Some things have not been experienced personally, and no one can truly empathize with them except sympathy.
He stood silently beside Mao Sandao and sighed helplessly: "I will accompany you."
"Thanks……"
"Okay, don't say thank you to me, I don't want to make you feel bad." Mao San was forcibly interrupted by Jiao Qiu'er in the middle of his sentence.
Jiao Qiu'er believes that brothers don't need to talk too much, as they only have enough companionship.
Grandpa Liu's rituals have been completed, the neighbors have prepared dinner, and everyone has begun to sit down to eat.
Because Mao Sandao had a foreign surname, there were not many guests, and the whole scene did not look crowded.
These people will go home after eating, and only their close relatives will be left to observe mourning for one night, and the deceased will be buried in peace early tomorrow morning.
Mao Sandao and Jiao Qiuer waited until most of the guests went home before finding a place to sit down and eat the remaining food on the table.
Aunt Wang and several other aunts of the same age have not left yet. They are sitting on the side chatting without saying a word.
Mao Sandao knew the reason why the aunts didn't leave. They wanted to help clean up the scene before leaving.
Mao Sandao didn't know how to repay the kindness of his neighbors. If it weren't for them, his grandfather's funeral might not have gone so smoothly.
Jiao Qiu'er didn't know whether he was really hungry or just because he didn't want to waste food, so he cleared away the leftovers on the table. Mao Sandao quickly brought the remaining dishes from other tables and placed them in front of him.
When Jiao Qiuer saw that Mao Sandao had not moved his chopsticks, he slowed down his eating speed and asked, "Why don't you eat? The food is very delicious."
Mao Sandao pushed the plate towards him: "I'm not hungry, I have no appetite, you can eat."
Jiao Qiu'er slowly put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth casually, and said, "That's really nothing... I'm not hungry either..."
Only then did Mao Sandao understand what Jiao Qiu'er was thinking. His purpose in devouring food was simply to create an appetite for himself and not to collapse his body due to sadness.
When Aunt Wang and others saw that Mao Sandao and Jiao Qiu'er were no longer eating, they got up and started clearing their table.
In fact, while Mao Sandao and Jiao Qiuer were eating, they had already cleared away the other tables.
"Thank you, aunts, for your hard work." After the aunts were busy, Mao Sandao could only express his sincere thanks.
"Sandao, we are all neighbors, why are you so polite?"
"Yes, yes, if you need anything, you must tell Auntie..."
"Sandao, we will be your relatives from now on. Please don't be polite to us."
Mao Sandao moved here with his grandfather when he was very young. It can be said that the aunts watched him grow up. Everyone was very sad about the sudden death of Mao Sandao's grandfather.
Therefore, everyone did not treat him as an outsider.
"Your neighbors are so nice to you..."
After watching the aunts leave, Jiao Qiu'er sighed with emotion. Although Mao Sandao had experienced something that no one wanted to experience, he was also filled with joy when he saw the neighbors helping his good brother like this.
"Yeah, thanks to them this time."
Mao Sandao looked at the time and saw that it was already late at night. He moved a chair and sat not far from his grandfather's coffin.
Jiao Qiu'er also moved a chair and sat next to Mao Sandao.
The two of them held vigil for their grandfather together, but were silent for a short time...
"Qiu'er, why don't you go back and rest first, I can just keep watch by myself."
Jiao Qiu'er leaned back on the chair and yawned constantly. Mao Sandao couldn't bear it and pushed him.
"No, I probably won't be able to sleep when I go back. It's better to stay here to accompany grandpa on the last journey." In fact, Jiao Qiu'er was already very sleepy, but if he really went back and Mao Sandao was here alone, he would be more or less Still a little worried.
"Okay, if you really can't bear the sleepiness, just squint for a while, don't hold on."
Mao Sandao took out two cigarettes and handed one to Jiao Qiu'er. He leaned back on the chair and lit it, taking a puff to relieve the fatigue of the day.
"Don't worry about me. My nearly 200 kilograms of bones can be treated as weight loss if I work hard." Jiao Qiu'er laughed at himself.
Before Mao Sandao could speak, Jiao Qiu'er glanced around, came over with a fat face like a thief and asked in a low voice: "Third Commander, tell me... why did our grandpa suddenly stop working?"
Mao Sandao closed his eyes and replied calmly: "I don't know, I guess it's because I'm old. I can't tell if I suddenly got a sudden illness or something."
Unable to tell the truth, Mao Sandao could only fabricate a reason and prevaricate.
"It's possible." Jiao Qiu'er took a puff of his cigarette and then seemed to be talking to himself, "It's strange, our grandpa must be around 70 years old. Why does he look so young? He almost looks like he is 40 years old. Almost, strange... really strange... indeed strange..."
Not to mention Jiao Qiu'er, even Mao Sandao was confused as to why his grandfather looked so young. His appearance had basically not changed after so many years.
Whenever Mao Sandao wanted to find out and asked his grandfather if he had secretly used any secrets, his grandfather would scold him with a fierce look on his face and said, "Don't meddle in other people's business."
Later, when Mao Sandao wanted to ask again, he swallowed his words again when he thought of his grandfather's fierce expression.
At this time, he was too lazy to think about it, and replied with a reason that sounded far-fetched but seemed reasonable to him: "Maybe it's because my mentality is better. Or I did some maintenance secretly. You know, with the current situation With the conditions, even if you are an 81-year-old woman, I can transform you into an 18-year-old wife.”
"You can't believe that maintenance can have such a good effect? Anyway, I think this matter is very..."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Stop talking, listen, what's the sound?!"
Suddenly there was the sound of wood being knocked. Mao Sandao quickly raised his hand to interrupt Jiao Qiu'er's words and quickly stood up from the chair!
