"Grandma! I'm back! I've been admitted to Ancheng No. 1 Middle School!"

There is a young man in Longtan Village with sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes, and he is walking as fast as he is. He takes a list and passes through the courtyard of the village.

Zhiyuan was very happy. Although he had been admitted to the first grade, he was still very excited in his heart because it was grandma’s wish.

Grandma must be very pleased to know.

This is his starting point. He believes that in three years, he will get his wish and be admitted to his ideal university.

At this moment, Zhiyuan didn't think much about why the usual bustling courtyard was empty at this time. Now, he just wanted to tell grandma this good news quickly.

When he arrived at his own courtyard, Zhiyuan stopped.

At this time, the courtyard was filled with people, and everyone had a calm face. For a moment, Zhiyuan's happy heart sank into the bottom of the valley.

"Dazhuang, what happened?" Zhiyuan grabbed a young man and asked.

"Grandma...grandma..." Dazhuang had already cried before he finished speaking.

Zhiyuan's face suddenly changed, and he took a quick step and jumped up the stone stairs and rushed to the door.

In an instant, his body stiffened.

July day, he felt so cold, so cold, as if he was in hell.

He stared at the main hall in a daze, at a loss.

In the main hall, there was an old man lying under the altar, with white hair, her eyes closed, and a smile on her face, very peaceful.

That's grandma, Zhiyuan's grandma!

She passed away!

At this moment, in the main hall, a group of people surrounded my grandmother, and there was a burly boy kneeling on the ground and sobbing in a low voice.

There was also a heroic man standing aside, his face gloomy, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, no one was talking in the main hall, depressed and suffocating.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Zhiyuan yelled loudly, separated the crowd, and pushed Zheng Yong aside, "Get out of here, get out of here!"

"Bang!" Zhiyuan knocked his knees to the ground.

"Grandma, look, look, I've passed the exam, I've passed the first exam, this is a notice, you wake up, wuwu!" Zhiyuan burst into tears.

It has been eight years since his grandmother passed away, and he cried for the first time.

Grandma is gone, grandma is gone, how can he accept it? Grandma hasn't seen herself in college yet!

"Grandma, wake up, mom doesn't want me anymore, don't you want me anymore? Wake up! Wake up!" Zhiyuan's eyes were red and he became crazy, "Ah! Why is this happening? How come this happens? Get out of here! Get out of here!"

"Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan!" Zheng Yong crawled to Zhiyuan's side, "Grandma is gone, grandma is gone!"

"Bang!" Suddenly, Zhiyuan raised his fist and punched Zheng Yong on the head, pressing him to the ground, "When I left, grandma was fine. I asked you to take care of grandma. You know how to fight in one day, you know how to fight cocks and dogs in one day, and you're bastard!"

"Save it!" A loud shout came, Wu Banglong took a step forward and raised Zhiyuan, "No one wants to do this. Grandma's myocardial infarction and suddenly left. Calm down, I will definitely be in a grand funeral! Let grandma go with decent and decent!"

"The Scenery and Birth!" Zhiyuan slowly turned his head and stared at his father, his eyes full of blood-red light.

"When grandma was alive, you were not by your side. Now that you are leaving, you are pretending to be filial! Get out!"

"Say it again!" Wu Banglong gritted his teeth and held Zhiyuan's collar.

"Wu Banglong, I hate you!" Zhiyuan roared angrily.

"Bang!" Wu Banglong cut Zhiyuan's neck with a knife, his head was dizzy, and Zhiyuan fell into his father's arms.

"Aunt Six, come and drag this bastard aside and take it to your house for a rest!" Wu Banglong said.

"Brother, is this OK? If Xiao Kai wakes up..."

A pretty woman stood up, supported Zhiyuan, looked at him with a look of distress, and tears kept flowing down.

"The old man needs quietness, don't make a big fuss! This bastard is extremely thoughtful and is afraid that he will cause something, so he will drag him aside!" Wu Banglong said indifferently.

"I understand!" Aunt Liu called her son Dazhuang and helped Zhiyuan away.

"Bang!" As soon as Zhiyuan was taken away, Wu Banglong suddenly knelt in front of the old man, "Mom, my son is unfilial!"

...

Zhiyuan had a dream. He dreamed that he was wearing a black robe, a hat, and a group of young men and women, smiling happily.

He graduated from university.

He said goodbye to his classmates, carried guitars and returned home.

At the gate, there was an old man with white hair with kind eyes. She looked at him and the child grew taller and older.

"Everyone says that our Xiaokai family is Wu Quxing, so the old man named you Kaiyang, but he didn't know that my Xiaokai family can be both literary and martial. Now that I graduated from college, I will be proud of my ancestors!" Grandma touched Zhiyuan's head and showed a gratified smile.

"Grandma!" Zhiyuan suddenly woke up on a bed.

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, and in an instant, I was in a state of dismay.

"Grandma is gone, grandma is gone, woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-wo

After a long time, a dawn light broke through the night sky in the sky. The sky was just beginning to open, and a ray of morning breeze passed by the window, very sad and cool.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" At this moment, three cannons were deafening. Zhiyuan raised his head, wiped his tears, and jumped up from the bed.

He rushed into the compound and stopped immediately.

On the road, a group of people, men, women, young and old, wearing mourning clothes, like a long dragon. In front of him, there was an old man who was sprinkling money paper. Behind him was a group of strong young men, carrying a coffin and slowly walking out of the village.

Zhiyuan was indifferent and expressionless, and came to the crowd, put on his mourning clothes, followed the coffin, knelt three times, one kneeling one kneeling three kowtows...

It was bright and grandma had already gone up the mountain. Amid everyone's busyness, a new grave was erected.

Until noon, Zhiyuan kept kneeling and couldn't get up.

No matter who it was, there was no persuasion.

The sun was west, and the crowds on the mountain gradually dissipated. Then, with a sigh, Wu Banglong patted Zhiyuan's shoulder lightly.

"You accompany grandma, I will go back to entertain the villagers and elders in the village!"

Wu Banglong also left, and there were only two people left in front of the grave.

The wind continued to blow, like crying. Zhiyuan knelt in front of the grave, Zheng Yong knelt on the other side, and the figures of the two brothers were desolate and bleak.

Today, the sun is cold.

As the sun sets, the figures of the two brothers gradually lengthen, but they didn't say a word.

Until that set sun disappeared into the distant mountains, night fell, covering the mountains, rivers and earth, Zhiyuan finally moved and slowly stood up.

After staggering for a few steps, he barely stood firm.

"Are there any wine?" Zhiyuan spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Yes!" Zheng Yong kept kneeling, not getting up, but casually threw a pot of wine to Zhiyuan.

Zhiyuan lifted the lid of the pot, raised his head and took a deep breath.

"Get up, I didn't blame you!" Zhiyuan helped Zheng Yong up and handed him the wine pot.

"Brother Yuan, I'm not good at it and I haven't taken good care of my grandma. You should hit me!" Zheng Yong said to Zhiyuan.

"What are you talking nonsense!" Zhiyuan patted Zheng Yong's shoulder, "We are brothers, we have been together for the rest of our lives. I really didn't blame you. Grandma won't blame you, and don't blame yourself. Grandma will feel distressed when she sees you like this!"

"I understand!" Zheng Yong raised the wine pot and took a deep breath.

Two brothers, we were talking back and forth, and soon, the wine in the pot was completely drunk.

"Good boy, you are getting stronger and stronger. You are really growing up!" Zhiyuan looked at Zheng Yong carefully and was very satisfied. "I remember when I first met you, you were stupid. You were small and thin. Very good. I can rest assured!"

"What does it mean?" Zheng Yong raised his eyebrows. If Brother Yuan praised him normally, he would be happy to be a part of it, but at this time he said such words.

An unknown premonition arose.

"There is a wooden box under my bed. After you go back, you pry open the lock. Many of the things inside were left to me by my mother. Don't move, you will see a book, which is Hugo's novel, Notre Dame de Paris, under the book, there are five or six thousand yuan. You can collect it, and this money is enough for you to spend a year and a half..."

"What?" Zheng Yong's wine pot fell to the ground, his voice trembling, "Brother Yuan, are you... you are leaving?"

"Yeah!" Zhiyuan nodded gently, "You have grown up and can take good care of yourself. In the future, if you can study, you can read well. If you really can't go, you have to finish junior high school. In the future, learn a skill. If you have a skill, you can go anywhere! If I don't come back, I will set a time to send you money!"

"You, you don't want it either!" Zheng Yong slapped and felt sad. Grandma was gone. Now, Brother Yuan said he was leaving again. He was the only one left in that home.

"Don't cry!" Zhiyuan said, "Actually, I really can't get along with the people in the village. You get along well with them. Take good care of Aunt Liu, don't let Uncle Liu beat her. There is also Wu Laosan. If he dares to touch that thing, he will send it to him to a drug rehabilitation center!"

"But...but!" Zheng Yong stopped talking.

"No, but..." Zhiyuan said, "If you miss me, come to see me when you graduate from junior high school!"

"Really?" Zheng Yong's eyes lit up.

Zhiyuan stopped talking, knelt down again, kowtowed three times in a row, and walked down the mountain.

On the way, there was a boy carrying a luggage bag and a guitar on his back. He had been waiting for a long time.

"Dazhuang, thank you. If you have any problems in the future, you can discuss with Xiaoyong! When you go back, tell your mother and say... Take care of your health!"

"Brother Kai, are you really leaving?" Da Zhuang reluctantly.

Zhiyuan smiled without saying a word, took his luggage and guitar, turned around and disappeared into the vast mountains.

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Chapter completed!