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"Oh, hoo"
The old man patted his forehead,
simply sat down on the ground,
? I have traveled far and wide for most of my life, and there are not many people who have dealt with them. The experience of the veteran is extremely rich.
I didn't expect this before, but now I am reminded by my boss, it suddenly dawned on me.
I didn't cry, and I didn't feel too much pain, but there was only deep helplessness.
In this world, there is always no shortage of heroes who are pushed to the stage. Everyone wants to be glamorous, beautiful, and worshiped by others;
However,
It is even more difficult,
Still these heroes hidden behind the scenes,
There is no spur of interest, and no publicity of fame;
"A man is dead and a bird is up to the sky", "Twenty years later, he will still be a good man", maybe the so-called hero will go down after shouting these two voices, at least he can hypnotize himself with a "vigorous".
What is it like now,
It's not like in front of you.
"Poor baby, she's only in her twenties."
The old man sighed softly.
Zhou Ze continued to stand, instead of getting in the car and leaving directly as he had thought before.
The two rows of anti-drug police stood in front of the mourning hall for a long time, no one cried, and everyone was silent.
Zhou Ze remembered that when he went to Yunnan to participate in a surgical training, he heard such a thing from an old doctor in a local city.
A local anti-narcotics policeman happened to meet a mother-in-law who took her daughter to the street on the street when she was posing as a buyer to contact drug dealers. The daughter called out "Daddy".
Then,
Three days later,
The whole family was buried in the flames of the gas explosion.
The old doctor said that he participated in the treatment that time, but failed to save one of them. This was one of the greatest pains in his life.
Enduring the blank stares and neglect of relatives and neighbors,
The glory and martyr's honor that must be hidden,
The Sri Lankan has passed away, but the living still have to grit their teeth and continue to bear this kind of loneliness and incomprehension.
Zhou Ze bent down silently,
He remembered that just now, he asked the woman, how did her husband die?
She said that her husband was a driver and died in a car accident.
Only now did Zhou Ze understand her hesitation when answering this question.
This feeling,
It's like a child who got full marks in the test but couldn't tell his parents that he was praised,
You have to deliberately say that you did not do well in the exam so that you have to accept criticism.
At this time, the old lady became much more lovely and great.
She would rather continue to endure this kind of life alone, but hopes to give her daughter-in-law a relief,
even,
Even she went to the county to sue her uncle for corruption,
also became understandable,
A mother who can teach such a great son must also be great.
"Close the team!"
The two rows of people bowed together to the old lady and the woman,
?The old woman knelt on the futon with her daughter-in-law and granddaughter in return,
The old woman burst into tears,
The woman burst into tears,
The granddaughter seemed a little ignorant, as if she couldn't understand why this group of people came to her home.
possible,
This family,
Only at this time,
In this dark night that no one knows,
Only in this way can they really enjoy the glory that should belong to them for a moment.
Coming and going in a hurry, everyone got into the van and drove away quickly.
Come quietly, also go quietly,
Be more careful,
Does not leave any traces.
Three women,
hold together,
cry together,
The youngest girl saw her mother and grandma crying, and she also cried together.
But their cries were also a little suppressed at this time, tears and snot kept dripping, but there was no such wailing sound.
"Boss, you should go back and rest first. Pindao will stay and help them make arrangements."
The old man scratched his hair and continued calmly:
"A funeral is more important than a happy event.?Simple white funeral.
In his previous life, he was an orphan, and he didn't have any funerals to go to. When a colleague in the hospital passed away, he just went to the mourning hall to show his face, which was almost the same as ordering.
Now,
Sit here and watch the daytime activities for most of the day,
I actually found it quite interesting.
Possibly, when I was young and frivolous, I always felt that this was feudalism, ignorance, and unreasonable and absurd behavior.
When people reach middle age, when some old people in the family really gradually die, they suddenly find that with these rules and things, they can at least know what to do next and make themselves feel better during those few days when they are in a daze. get moving.
Wait until you are older or more mature,
sit here,
Looking at those flying confetti,
Listening to the noisy suona and the piece of white clothes,
You will suddenly realize,
This seems to be the color of the yellow land under our feet that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.
The funeral home sent the largest and most luxurious hearse, followed by more than a dozen small cars, all wearing white flowers.
The woman held the portrait of her deceased husband, her mother-in-law was by her side, and her daughter was in front of her. She took a group of funeral relatives, and monks and priests arranged by the old Taoist, and got into the car together and went to the crematorium.
The mourning hall behind Zhou Ze was finally empty.
The uproar in front of me,
Finally fell into a short pause.
Zhou Ze turned his head and looked to the side. Because his identity could not be disclosed, no one or any unit came to send wreaths.
There are only two wreaths here,
One was given in the name of the bookstore, and the other was given in the name of the pharmacy next door to the bookstore.
Put it in the corner, it is a little embellishment.
If the identity can be made public, this place should be filled with wreaths from all walks of life.
Zhou Ze crossed his legs,
Sit on the bench,
"Snapped!"
The lighter lit another cigarette,
took a sip,
Slowly exhale a smoke ring.
do not know why,
today,
His heart was extraordinarily peaceful.
During the period of returning from Sichuan, there were a lot of things and it was very chaotic. Just after dealing with it here, another accident happened there, which made Zhou Ze very tired.
But on this noisy day,
The previous impetuousness seemed to be cleared away all at once, and the whole person seemed to be washed in the rain, very clean.
The hand holding the cigarette,
Send it to your side,
A young man took the cigarette from Zhou Ze,
Also took a sip.
Zhou Ze looked ahead,
Very calmly said:
"Don't get me wrong."
The other party exhaled a smoke ring,
"I'm sorry to trouble you."
Zhou Ze smiled,
road:
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