The old man nodded, "I know, thank you."
Suddenly the old man burst into tears and couldn't wipe them away with his sleeves. "I know I'm sorry, but I, I can't find anyone to help me now. Can you please help me? Help me and my wife."
Father Han and Mother Han felt uncomfortable when they saw this, "What are you busy with?"
The old man took a deep breath and waited for a long time before he stopped crying, and slowly and with difficulty spoke out the words. "I, I want to ask you to give me and my wife a ride." When the old man said this, tears fell from the corners of his eyes again. .
Liu Shaoyang frowned. He was not asking them to send him and his wife to the base, right? He quickly asked: "Where are you going?"
The old man opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Everyone present except Liu Shaoyang had already understood the old man's silent request. Han Qingqing solemnly said, "Okay, we can help."
The old man froze on the spot. The girl looked less than twenty and was still a little girl. He looked at Han Qingqing's solemn expression and made sure that the little girl understood what he meant.
The old man pursed his lips and thanked Han Qingqing very much. It was inconvenient for him to bow because he was leaning on a cane. "Okay, thank you, little girl. I hope, I hope you won't mind this..."
Han Qingqing walked towards the old man slowly, "No, don't worry."
Seeing the calm look in her eyes, the old man nodded without saying any more polite words. He turned around and started walking toward his yard with a cane.
Liu Shaoyang asked Zhu Binjian strangely: "What did Sister Han promise to this old man?"
After hearing this, the scholar shook his head, idiot!
Everyone followed into the courtyard.
The yard in the countryside is very big, and there is a big sweet-scented osmanthus tree in it. The sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom at the moment, and the yard is filled with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. There is a big deep hole dug under the tree, and there is a hoe next to it. Tools such as shovels were not packed away.
Father and Mother Han glanced at the pit that was large enough to accommodate two coffins, frowned slightly, and confirmed their thoughts.
Han Qingqing and Wang Xiujie have followed the old man into the house. This is an ordinary country house. There are three rooms on the first floor, the Eight Immortals Table, and everything in the house is arranged in order. The old man stopped at the door of a room near the back. , the door handle was tied tightly with a rope, and the other end was fixed on the leg of an old-fashioned incense table.
The old man untied the rope with trembling hands. He could hear the noise coming from the house through the door. The old man took a kitchen knife from the Eight Immortals table and handed it to Han Qingqing. "It's no use to me. I've tried to do it several times, but I couldn't. Little girl, why don't you let your grown-ups do it?"
Han Qingqing looked at the kitchen knife handed to her, stretched out her hand and pushed it away gently. Wang Xiujie stepped forward and stopped in front of Han Qingqing, "Sister Han, let me do it. My superpower can make it walk completely. It looks very peaceful!"
When the old man heard Wang Xiujie's words, he nodded gratefully, "Well, okay, okay, thank you, young man!"
The old man stretched out his hands and wiped his tears carelessly. He turned his back tremblingly, just in time to see Father Han and others helping to put down the double coffin hanging above the hall, and worked together to move it out and put it into the big hole in the yard. inside.
Wang Xiujie opened the door bolt and pushed the door open. A short and shriveled old lady zombie was standing obediently at the door. She had lost all her teeth due to old age, and had not eaten for almost a month, so there was not much meat on her body. , only a handful of bones were left, and he made a whooshing sound from his mouth, but Wang Xiujie controlled him and did not attack anyone.
He asked the old man outside the door: "Do you want to say goodbye to your wife and change your clothes?" At this moment, the old lady's clothes were almost like rags.
The old man turned around and walked into the house. He saw his wife standing obediently. She did not attack anyone as before, but it was obvious that she still looked like a monster and could not recognize him. The old man was in tears and supported her tremblingly. Han Qingqing and Wang Xiujie helped them close the door, leaving space for the old man.
When the old man opened the door again, both of them put on a brand new black robe, trousers, and black shoes. The old lady also wore a hat with red floral flowers. Her face was also wiped clean, and they had an extra finger. Pair of gold rings.
Wang Xiujie controlled the old lady to walk out by herself. The old man held a cane in one hand and held the old lady in the other hand, and walked to the yard.
The eight of them, Father Han and Mother Han, stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree without saying a word.
The old lady lay down in the coffin under Wang Xiujie's control, then closed her eyes as if she was asleep. Although her body was shriveled and skinny, she could still tell that she was a kind old lady.
"Thank you, thank you!"
After watching his wife lie down, the old man thanked the ten of them tremblingly and raised his hand to wipe the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
Then he walked into the coffin under everyone's gaze, and lay next to the old lady, still holding the old lady's hand tightly.
For about 10 minutes, the old man's breathing became weaker and weaker, until he became silent. His moist eyes slowly closed, and a satisfied smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
Father and Mother Han guessed the old man's plan, so they carried the coffin out of the house. But when she saw this scene, she was shocked for a long time. At some point, her eyes were filled with moisture.
Wang Xue, Qian Duoduo, Zhu Binjian and Hu Yingying were all silent as they looked at the old man slowly losing his life in the pothole. Perhaps the most satisfying thing is to die at this moment with your lover by your side.
Liu Shaoyang had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He just thought that the old man was asking them to send him and his wife to the base, but he didn't expect this to be the intention.
Everyone helped the two old men to close the coffin lid, and Liu Shaoyang began to fill the pit with soil.
Xu Heng couldn't help but cast his eyes on Han Qingqing. She quietly looked at the gradually filling tomb with a calm expression. He couldn't help but curl his lips. Classmate Han was as kind as ever.
Everyone stood in silence for a long time in front of the buried tomb. They all had an indescribable feeling in their hearts. They saw the inseparable love in this pair of strange old people.
Han Qingqing glanced at the sky and saw that the sun was already in the west. They still hadn't figured out what the village was called. However, no one complained. Zhu Binjian and Qian Duoduo said to them: "Duoduo and I went to the front to take a look. In small villages like this, there are usually many village committee advertisements on the walls. This is the case in my village. There are The name of the village, so that you can look in the atlas to see if the village is marked.”
However, the probability of finding it on the map of a village that is too small is very small. It is best to find local survivors to understand the situation. Without the Internet, it is really inconvenient that the navigation APP cannot be used.
(End of chapter)
