Stepping out of the corridor, what comes into view is a square flowerbed with red roses planted in it, which are very bright.
Several barefoot children were playing football in the wide open space.
From time to time, sounds could be heard from different floors, including laughter and anger. However, when Xu Zhao looked up, there was no one on the empty floor. All the stories were buried in the rooms corresponding to the door numbers.
When Xu Zhao looked away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a red shadow flashing across the flower bed and looked intently.
If you are not paying attention, it is easy to miss this little figure in red clothes, almost blending in with the clusters of roses around him.
He squatted down, covered his head with a dirty hood, and didn't know what to do.
Xu Zhao was deeply impressed by this withdrawn child. They moved in on the same day and happened to live on the same floor, so they could hear fierce beatings and scoldings every night.
'It's hard for an upright official to stop household chores. '
He sighed.
Immediately, he walked straight into Building 2.
…
"Etc., etc."
One hand blocked the crack of the elevator door that was about to close.
Only then did Xu Zhao realize that there were several people in the elevator. He smiled sheepishly and then walked in.
Old community, old elevator, the space is naturally narrow.
However, three or four people already felt crowded, so Xu Zhao had no choice but to wrap his arms around the carton and squeeze it into his stomach.
Bang, the elevator closed gently.
Narrow space, quiet and crowded.
Xu Zhao is not used to this kind of atmosphere. It reminds him of the memory of lying in a coffin when he was a child.
In the midst of random thoughts.
He suddenly felt like a light was shining on his back. When he glanced around him from the corner of his eye, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so he had to suppress the awkwardness in his heart.
After a while, the elevator reached the sixth floor and opened slowly.
"I borrowed it, I borrowed it."
Xu Zhao shouted, holding up the cardboard box and finally squeezing out from the big fat man. However, the mirror placed in the box accidentally fell to the ground.
Snapped,
The mirror fell to pieces.
Xu Zhao secretly sighed at his bad luck, holding the cardboard box in one hand, squatted down, picked up the mirror and put it in front of his eyes to take a look.
Unexpectedly, this sight made him fall into the ice cellar.
The broken mirror reflected the unclosed elevator behind him, and he saw that there was no one in the narrow space. He looked up his cheek in disbelief, and his tense and stiff face appeared on the mirror.
With a slightly sore squeak, the elevator slowly closed.
'illusion? Illusion! But the mirror is not a machine, so there is no fault. Could it be that I am dazzled? '
Xu Zhao stiffly twisted his neck and looked at the rusty and dark yellow elevator door. It would suddenly open in the next second, and the terrifying monster would fly out. He was so frightened that he shook his head violently, rushed to the door of his house in three steps and two steps as if running away, quickly took out the key and dodged in!
…………
Snapped!
The lightbulb flickers frequently, making the room light and dark.
Fortunately, Xu Zhao was already used to it. He put the cardboard box in his hand on the bed first, picked up the mineral water on the table and drank it in one gulp.
It was at this time that the light bulb finally settled on the face and gave it a little light.
It looks like a messy and cramped room.
Clothes and underwear were thrown randomly on the bed, and the old table was filled with messy things.
There is a bed and a small bathroom just inside the door.
"Huh~"
Water bottles thrown into the trash.
Xu Zhao lay on his back on the bed, holding the broken mirror in his hand, still a little worried about what just happened.
He couldn't tell whether his eyesight was wrong, because before he could confirm again, the elevator door had already closed.
Immediately afterwards.
Gu Gu Gu Gu...
hungry!
Finally, he sighed helplessly.
'Forget it, forget it, don't think about it anymore. '
Xu Zhao quickly put this matter behind him. He couldn't fill up the five internal organs temple, and the more he thought about it, the hungrier he became. He was really powerless.
then.
Sure enough, if I don't think about things, the feeling of hunger is not that strong.
But soon he couldn't help but feel sad because he was so unlucky this year!
…
Xu Zhao comes from a relatively remote mountain village, and his family has an ancestral coffin shop.
When he was a child, he slept in a coffin for several years for some special reasons. This was the reason why he was not used to the atmosphere in the elevator.
Later, the village received help from the government and developed vigorously. Xu Zhao also realized through the Internet that there was such a big world outside the village. Coupled with family reasons, he had always wanted to escape from the village.
No, after saving money for several years, he couldn't wait to come to Binhai City with great ambition.
Unexpectedly, he didn't experience the colorful world of the big city at all. Instead, he experienced all kinds of hardships. He worked in hotels, waiters, and moved bricks on construction sites, but the time spent on each job was getting longer and longer. Come shorter and shorter.
To this day, I have been fired three times a month!
Xu Zhao was hit too hard.
It's strange to say.
Since coming to Binhai City, unlucky things have happened one after another, and sometimes even unreasonable unlucky things can happen to him. After several twists and turns, the savings he saved soon went into daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, salt and various other things. This kind of encounter was completely overdrawn.
But even so, Xu Zhao has a stubborn temper and does not believe in evil...
…
'Hey, maybe I should really believe this! '
This thought suddenly came to Xu Zhao's mind.
He looked at the dirty ceiling, tiredness suddenly welling up in his heart, and his eyelids opened and closed slowly.
then.
"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao..."
An old and familiar voice sounded in my ears.
After a while, Xu Zhao remembered who this familiar voice was, grandpa!
He opened his eyes suddenly and tilted his head to look at the table.
But seeing a slightly rickety figure sitting on a chair, the old man seemed to feel the gaze, his eyebrows were gray, and his eyes were full of kindness, and he slowly turned around.
"Xiao Zhao."
"Grandpa, why are you here?"
Xu Zhao quickly stood up, his words full of surprise.
The old man did not answer in a hurry, but looked at the room first, sighed inaudibly, and then said:
"Grandpa doesn't have much time."
Xu Zhao didn't believe it.
If others don’t know, doesn’t he know?
His grandfather Xu Mengliang was in extremely good health and walked quickly. He usually started with two bowls of rice and drank some wine with some pork head meat.
This is also the reason why Xu Zhao dared to run out with confidence.
On the other side, Xu Mengliang knew what Xu Zhao was thinking when he saw his expression, and just warned him seriously:
"Xiao Zhao, you must remember one thing very seriously, that is, at twelve o'clock after grandpa's first seven days, you must carry my body to the back mountain. Remember, it is the back, and it must be carried by you. My body will be cremated directly on the ancestral grave of our Xu family!
"One more thing, you must take back the flowers I gave you before you arrived. Take it with you on the night you carry it. It is very important, very important. You must not lose it carelessly or forget it!"
As he spoke, the old man stood up slowly with his hands on his knees, walked slowly to Xu Zhao, and gently stroked his hair with his rough palms.
"I know you have suffered a lot in the past year and suffered a lot of grievances. You must also be confused. Go home, the answer is at home!"
"No, grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Xu Zhao felt inexplicably flustered and quickly grabbed Xu Mengliang's hand.
But only for a second.
The old man's body gradually turned transparent, and after a while, there was no trace left.
Only those loving eyes,
It stayed in Xu Zhao's heart.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!"
Xu Zhao's eyes turned red and he roared loudly.
Sudden.
Jingle bell bell~
A call on his cell phone woke Xu Zhao from his dream. He looked around and familiar things came into view.
He wiped his face, whether it was sweat or tears, it was stained on his palms.
Jingle bell bell~
The bell is still ringing.
Xu Zhao quickly took it out of his pocket. A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart and he licked his lips nervously.
Press answer.
"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, you finally answered the phone, grandpa... grandpa passed away last night!"
A crying male voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
Snapped!
The phone rolled to the ground.
Xu Zhao's pupils were stretched to the limit, and he felt that the world was spinning and his head was completely blank.
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