Aunt Duan and Uncle Han came over in the middle of the night.
No one slept the whole night as everyone was preparing for the funeral.
The five of us children stayed in the lounge where Aunt Huang was on duty.
"Who is that person?" Chen Xi asked, blowing her big nose with toilet paper.
Lulu wiped away her tears with the back of her hand: "It's Grandpa Song's nephew, called Song Liang. Grandpa Song said that he would ask his second uncle to support him in college."
Lulu kicked Fang Zhongyu in the crotch, who was lying on his back: "Can you scream a little louder?"
"Ouch, ouch, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah!" Fang Zhongyu's cry was unique, with several twists and turns.
Han Ziqi was silent for a long time with red eyes, then suddenly raised his head and asked me: "Have you seen Grandpa Song?"
It took me a while to realize that he was talking about the ghost of Grandpa Song: "I saw it."
"how is he?"
"Zhang Long and Zhao Hu said that they would take good care of Grandpa Song."
"Zhang Long and Zhao Hu?" Fang Zhongyu jumped, "Who is that?"
"The ghost who took Grandpa Song away."
Lulu suddenly asked Han Ziqi: "Did Uncle Han and Aunt Qi take you to the hospital for a review today?"
"Well, Uncle Huang said I recovered very well."
"Where's the morning light?" Lulu asked again.
Chen Xi's tender little face was filled with tears: "My mother found a tutor for me, and I will study piano at home all day."
Fang Zhongyu volunteered and said: "It's not like I won't go to the restaurant to hang out with you. My mother took me to book tickets. We are going to Sanya during the holidays."
“Where is Sanya?”
"A city in the south."
"South!" Lulu and I shouted at the same time.
My parents are in the south!
Fang Zhongyu rubbed his nose and looked at me: "There are many cities in the south, but your parents may not be in Sanya."
Yes, I feel depressed. Even our Northeast is so big. Even if we go to the South, we may not be able to find my parents immediately.
I hugged my knees and put my chin on the back of my hands. My shoulder was suddenly poked. I turned around and saw Han Ziqi frowning: "Did something happen to the restaurant today? Otherwise, why would Lulu ask like that?"
Han Ziqi is really witty.
Lulu immediately angrily told the story about the hardware store next door.
But that said, none of us are in the mood to talk about that annoying hardware store trio.
We are all sad for Uncle Song.
Before dawn, the second uncle and the others buried Uncle Song in the cemetery near the fat landlord's house.
Brother Song Liang was holding the tombstone and crying till the sky was dark. No matter how hard he tried to pull him away, he said he wanted to keep a vigil for Uncle Song here. Maybe he could still see him before he left.
I don't know how to tell him that Uncle Song has gone down and is still being taken care of.
The second uncle said to let him stay here. He was also filial and just delivered food to him on time and on time.
Uncle Song is gone. According to the custom of the village, we would have held a banquet, but Uncle Song didn't know many people, only us neighbors, so the second uncle decided to hold it in a restaurant.
Anyway, there are no guests now.
The adults are busy here and there, even Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang, who are busy every day, have asked for leave.
Fang Zhongyu knelt at the door, opened the door a crack, and slipped his head through the crack. He didn't know but thought someone's dog's head was stuck.
"What do you guys think is the secret to success shared by my second uncle? I didn't see any customers in other stores, they all went next door."
Lulu held his hair and pulled him back: "Don't you think it's embarrassing?"
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, please be gentle, sister!" Fang Zhongyu was dragged by Lulu like a mop and returned to us.
Aunt Duan came over with two heads of garlic and said with a smile: "You guys are picking garlic."
The corners of my mouth twitched, Fang Zhongyu's screams almost penetrated the ceiling, Aunt Duan didn't seem to notice, and allowed her son to be ravaged by Lulu.
I broke open the garlic and started to grill it: "I don't know, but my second uncle never talks empty words. Maybe it's because the people haven't arrived yet."
Chen Xi suddenly touched me with her elbow and said furtively: "Look, the owner of the hardware store is out."
We all immediately stopped what we were doing, and saw Wu Jin and his wife surrounding Li Qiang. Their smiles became more and more flattering as they spoke.
Li Qiang walked on tiptoes with his head raised high. The light outside was strong during the day, and I almost didn't see the feet under his heels.
I'm not in a good mood and don't want to pay attention to them.
Just as we finished picking two heads of garlic, there was a sudden noise outside.
"Your store is also a black shop!"
"Just sell it like this, whether you like it or not."
"Hey! Sister Feng, no matter what, you have been a neighbor for several years. I can't help you selling others like this. You can't let your neighbors trick you too!"
"What did I do to you? My prices are all reasonable, but these are the things you need to buy in bundles. If you don't want them, you don't have to buy them. I didn't force them to buy or sell them. What did I do to you?"
The two voices yelling at each other, one is the proprietress of the hardware store next door, and the other seems to be the owner of the supermarket to the north of my restaurant, the aunt who sent my second uncle out yesterday...
Oh, I know! Could it be that this is the secret to success shared by my second uncle?
My mood suddenly rose, and I quickly got into the kitchen, stood at the door and shouted: "Second uncle! There is a quarrel in the supermarket next door!"
"You kid, just start a quarrel when you have an argument. Why are you so trustworthy?" Uncle Han pinched my face with a smile.
The second uncle put down the cabbage he was cutting, took off his apron and walked out with a smile on his face: "Come on, let's go take a look."
Uncle Han stood up in surprise: "Then I'll go too."
Uncle Huang ran all the way to keep up: "Take me one."
Aunt Qi and Aunt Duan and Aunt Huang gathered together to pick leeks. Aunt Qi smiled and said: "How old are these people, and they are still like children."
Aunt Huang smiled and nodded: "No, they are more than a hundred years old in total."
Aunt Duan smiled and turned her head: "These children sometimes look like adults."
…
We, five children and three adults, rushed out of the restaurant immediately.
Only then did I realize that the supermarket was completely surrounded by passers-by who didn’t know why.
Uncle Huang jumped on his feet and stretched his neck to look into the dark heads of the crowd: "I can't see either."
Chen Xi took Uncle Huang's hand: "Dad, pick me up and let me see."
"Then Dad still can't see it."
"..." Chen Xi was speechless, and immediately let go of Uncle Huang's hand.
Fang Zhongyu suddenly ran back to the restaurant, took out a small iron basin, and handed it to Uncle Huang happily: "Uncle Huang, here it is!"
Uncle Huang's eyes lit up and he and Fang Zhongyu happily high-fived each other.
...Wait a minute, I have a bad feeling.
really.
The next moment, Uncle Huang took the empty iron basin with nothing in it and staggered into the crowd: "It's oily! The food is here! Don't burn it and give it away!"
"Ahhhhh!!"
"Emma! Who is it!"
"Get out of the way!"
"My new clothes!"
The crowd at the entrance of the supermarket was like an explosion in an instant, running around. People inside couldn't care less about the quarrel and looked straight outside.
Fang Zhongyu followed Uncle Huang's footsteps and got in smoothly.
The second uncle cheered up, Lulu on his left hand, and Chenxi on his right hand followed suit.
Before I even had time to sigh, Han Ziqi and I were squeezed in between Uncle Han's two creaking nests.
We succeeded, under Uncle Huang's shouting, and stepped on the supermarket floor with our feet.
People outside reacted, and their angry voices continued: "There is something wrong with your family!"
“You’re taking your kids with you to watch the excitement!”
"Bah! A bunch of hooligans!"
I was already dumbfounded. At this time, Uncle Huang, the gangster leader, was holding his waist and asking the supermarket proprietress with a silly smile: "Sister Feng, what happened?"