I was very surprised to see Master Bing appear.
Those who used to be against my family are now coming to help, so many of them have even piled up in the alley in front of my house.
"Master Bing, are you here?"
The second uncle came forward to greet him.
Mr. Bing didn't have any ill intentions at all. He nodded slightly and walked across the door to my father and me.
My father also said hello, but I didn’t call him.
I still don’t understand why this group of people were so enthusiastic all of a sudden. Could it be that my second uncle and my father paid them off?
As the saying goes, money can make all the difference, not to mention relatives and friends, just people in our village, how much will it cost?
According to my second uncle's plan, I will do a dojo for my grandpa today and perform a ceremony.
Tomorrow we will choose a site, dig a pit, and bury the coffin. Everything will be fine.
The dojo went smoothly. Everyone had a busy day, leaving several captains from the village to have a meeting at my house.
The content of the meeting was to arrange matters for carrying the coffin tomorrow.
My second uncle is having a meeting with the villagers, while my father and I are packing things in grandpa’s room. After the burial tomorrow, all grandpa’s things must be burned. Even brand-new clothes cannot be kept. What belongs to grandpa belongs to grandpa. , the living cannot keep the things of the dead.
I still understand these rules.
"Dad, why are they so weird today? Did you give them money? Does our family have a lot of savings?" I asked curiously.
"How much money can we have? Your father and I are just a farmer. If I could do this, I wouldn't have been idle for decades." The father sighed.
Not the father?
Then there is only the second uncle.
If grandpa was once the pillar of our family, now that he has passed away, the pillar has fallen.
It was only when my second uncle came back to act as the new pillar that our family could raise its head in the village again.
The scene where the second uncle appeared last night is still vivid in my mind.
You know, an empty coffin is still a bit heavy, but the second uncle showed up carrying the coffin by himself. I really don’t believe him if he is the reincarnation of Xiang Yu.
In fifteen years, my second uncle must have had more secrets than me.
Only the second uncle can make the whole village come forward and put aside their grudges with Master Bing.
"Brother, come out."
The second uncle in the living room called his father.
"You clean up first, and I'll go see what your second uncle wants me to do." My father said to me.
"Okay." I nodded and continued to pack my grandfather's belongings.
Grandpa's room is full of things, including all kinds of messy clothes and books.
Even if there are things next to the urine bucket, the old man never cleans his room. Basically, his father helps clean it.
However, one suitcase caught my attention.
The suitcase has a sense of age, like a suitcase from the 1970s, and it also has a combination lock.
I tried various numbers but none of them were right.
His own birthday, my father and second uncle, and even me were all wrong.
So, what exactly is the password?
I was anxious and cut it open with a knife. This kind of old antique has no use value. When people leave, the secret has been revealed.
After opening the suitcase, I found that what was placed inside was actually the honor of my grandfather's life!
Various medals!
I once said that my grandfather went to the battlefield when he was young, and these feats were his countless brilliance during his lifetime.
If you ask me, these achievements should be framed and displayed in the living room.
So I packed it carefully, but found two different medals.
Gift: Wang Beixun.
Gift: Wang Tianhong.
One is my father's name, and the other is my second uncle's name.
I didn't know that they had also been on the battlefield. These three father and son were so low-key, hiding all the credit in the box and never leaking it.
The moved tears couldn't help but fall.
I examined the medals carefully, but found that there was another layer at the bottom of the box.
But there is a unique cave in this layer, where dozens of letters are hidden.
The cover of the letter clearly states that the sender is my second uncle, and the recipient is my grandfather.
Could it be the letters that my second uncle wrote back from prison all these years?
I looked back at the door. My father and second uncle didn't come in, so I opened the letters and read them carefully.
I thought my second uncle would write about his suffering in prison in the letter, but the content left me at a loss.
In these letters, the second uncle said nothing about the prison.
But he was concerned about my affairs.
"Ayang!"
I turned around suddenly and found my father and second uncle appearing at the door at the same time.
I was so absorbed in reading the letter that I didn't notice they had entered the room.
"There's nothing to see, let's burn it all." The second uncle took the suitcase and put all the letters into the bag.
My second uncle packed these things and didn't allow me to take another look.
"Tomorrow night at twelve o'clock at midnight, I will send your grandpa up the mountain."
The second uncle said.
"What? Carrying the coffin at midnight?"
I was surprised.
