Putting the piles of paper money in the basin, Huang Xiaobei lit one of them with a lighter and slowly put it into the basin.
Watching the paper money in the basin gradually burning, and then looking up at the skinny man in the photo opposite, with sunken eyes but still looking at him with a smile, Huang Xiaobei squatted on the ground and didn't speak for a long time.
Finally, facing the firelight in front of him, Huang Xiaobei lowered his eyes and smiled softly.
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Huang Xiaobei put the bundles of paper money into the burning brazier and whispered along with the slowly rising black smoke.
"I haven't come to see you for a long time. How are you doing there? It should be pretty good. After all, I haven't seen you ask me for money for a dream, so I can see that you are doing well."
Breathing the cool mountain breeze in the early morning, Huang Xiaobei silently placed paper money into the burning fire pot with both hands. The scorching fire light warmed his face, and the thick black smoke choked his tears.
Turning around and coughing twice, Huang Xiaobei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes caused by the smoke, nodded slightly, "Okay, you can live a good life over there, don't be reluctant to spend money, buy whatever you want.
, if you don’t have enough money, just let me know.”
Having said this, Huang Xiaobei looked at the man in the photo and said with joy.
"By the way, you don't know, right? I have money now, quite a lot, and I won in one day... Well, it's nothing, anyway, you don't have to worry about me anymore, I
I can take care of myself now."
Huang Xiaobei slowly put the pieces of paper money into the burning flame, "Well, I have a job. It's not really a job. Anyway, I have a goal. Opening a supermarket is safe and smooth.
How about spending the rest of my life? It suits me well, right? I think you would agree if you were still here, after all, you told me back then that I can do anything when I grow up, as long as I don't starve to death."
Sitting on the ground, Huang Xiaobei looked at his father and said with a smile on his face.
"By the way, I've also finished college, and I'm still considered an outstanding student in our class. You didn't even see me when I took my graduation photos in my bachelor's uniform, but I look so handsome."
"Oh, yes, uncle, you know, right? He's the policeman back then. I live with him now. How should I say, he's pretty good to me. Don't worry."
Putting the paper villa next to him into the burning brazier, Huang Xiaobei blinked his eyes bitterly and exhaled, "Okay, that's all I need to say. Anyway, after you leave,
, I haven’t changed much. Come on, let me burn something for you, and make up for you what I haven’t done over the years.”
Huang Xiaobei proudly patted the piles of paper money tributes beside him, "Did you see it? I bought these villas, mobile phones, paper people and horses for you. Let them go down there and take good care of you."
"Don't talk about spending money indiscriminately, and don't say that I will die even if I die, just buy a bunch of flowers and put them by my grave. It's different. I have money now. I now..." From
Taking out an unopened Diaoyutai from his briefcase, Huang Xiaobei slowly put the cigarette worth a thousand yuan into the burning flame.
"I have money now, and I can take care of myself now, so stop talking so much nonsense and just enjoy it honestly." Huang Xiaobei lowered his head, "But it's just, it's just a bit
It’s too late…”
Wiping the corners of his eyes, Huang Xiaobei took a choked breath, "Hey, tell me, why are you leaving so early? You haven't even had any luck with me in this life, so you have suffered. But it's okay, you are down to earth.
If you live down there, I’ll prepare everything for you. Remember, this is Diaoyutai. You couldn’t afford to smoke cigarettes when you were alive. Now I’ll burn them for you. If you like smoking, tell me. Next time
I’ll buy it for you next time.”
Sitting on the ground, Huang Xiaobei nodded to himself.
"Sleep peacefully. I can take care of myself, so don't worry about me anymore. Don't worry about me anymore. If I can live a good life, I will."
Raising his head, looking at the billowing black smoke slowly floating up into the sky, Huang Xiaobei blinked his eyes bitterly and pursed his lips.
Damn, I really don’t want to say these words, nothing else, they are too disgusting! If I remember correctly, this is the second time in his life that he has said such disgusting words that he will go down well.
The first time was the day my father left... To be honest, even then he was unwilling to say such disgusting words.
If he didn't say such things, wouldn't he be able to survive? If he didn't say such things, wouldn't he be able to survive today?
Yes, it’s okay if he doesn’t say those words, because those words are not meant for himself, but for that man, to make him walk steadily...
I remember that the patient with dying eyes was lying on the hospital bed, holding his hand, looking at him all the time with a very worried and reluctant look.
At that time, he was speechless and could only look at himself, so reluctantly...
He was worried about himself until he died, worried about what he would do if he left... Huang Xiaobei rubbed his face vigorously, "So you, in this life
You are so hard working that you are almost dying, and yet, you are still afraid of what I will do, you are really..."
Huang Xiaobei stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Then he looked at his father with a smile and said, "Okay, don't worry. Now just keep it in your heart. I have a future and I have money."
Yes, I will definitely be able to live well, just take care of yourself."
Huang Xiaobei put all the paper money he bought into the brazier, "I didn't have money before and couldn't be filial to you. Now that I have money, I will be filial to you. I will buy you whatever you want. You...
....”
Huang Xiaobei sniffed and cursed with a smile, "Grandma, can't you live a few more years? Didn't the old fortune teller I met a few years ago say you can live a long time? Don't you dare to live longer?
Come back and see me, don't you dare to ask me to buy you something seriously? You, oh, come on, stop talking, anyway, don't worry about me anymore, just sleep comfortably."
"Dad, sleep peacefully and I will take care of myself."
After burning all the paper money, Huang Xiaobei kowtowed three times solemnly, then stood up and said to Old Uncle Liu who was staring at him.
"Uncle, I'm done. You can talk to my dad. I'll wait for you at the bottom of the mountain."
Old Uncle Liu nodded, "Go ahead."
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Opening a bottle of liquor, Old Uncle Liu slowly poured the wine in the bottle in front of the monument. After pouring more than half of it, Old Uncle Liu took another sip, then grinned and twisted the bottle cap and put it aside.
"Good guy, this wine is strong enough."
Turning his head to look at Huang Xiaobei's figure coming down the mountain, Old Uncle Liu smiled softly.
"It's pretty good, right? I think it's pretty good. I haven't forgotten you, and I haven't forgotten you either. I'm pretending to be someone else in my heart."
"Yeah, even though this kid is quite out of character on weekdays, and he acts like he just wants to live well by himself, but everyone can see that there are still people in his heart, and he will treat people who are nice to him.
Keep it in mind, well, it can only be your credit."
Old Uncle Liu turned his back to the tombstone, straightened his back, and while smoking a cigarette, he looked at Huang Xiaobei's back slowly going down the mountain.
"Brother, sleep peacefully. I will take care of him for you. To be honest, I have to thank you. After all, if I leave in the future, at least I will have someone to see you off, right?"
Turning around and looking at the man in the photo of the tombstone, Old Uncle Liu gradually narrowed his eagle-like pupils, holding a cigarette in his mouth and muttering to himself in a deep voice.
"But how did you go away? I checked the medical records and asked Xiaobei. Although your medical records stated that the malignant tumor worsened and led to your death, you had no sign of anything bad before it worsened. Even if it was...
Suddenly there is such a malignant tumor in my body."
Uncle Liu slowly smoked the cigarette in his hand, his eyes turning slightly, "The strangest thing is that although your health is average and not very good, you will never die in just two weeks. It's too fast.
It’s so unreasonable, not to mention that Xiaobei told me that you were able to go out to work two days before entering the hospital to prepare for his college tuition, but then you suddenly fell ill..."
"You never mentioned Xiaobei's damn situation to me. Even if I asked you, you refused to tell me at first. You just said don't know, it would be of no benefit to me, and..."
Speaking of this, Old Uncle Liu remembered what Huang Xiaobei's father said to him drunkenly when he had just met Huang Xiaobei's father and were drinking together.
"Xiao Liu, from now on, if I suddenly disappear one day, the child Xiaobei will be entrusted to you. Can you bring him up?"
I think of the man who wears black-rimmed glasses all year round and has a relaxed smile on his face. After saying this, he stared at him with a very complicated look for a long time. Uncle Liu was a little drunk.
, blushing and scratching his head in confusion.
"Brother, what are you talking about? You two are about the same age, right?"
Huang Xiaobei's father put down the wine glass in his hand. After being silent for a while, he raised the glass again and said, "That's right. Okay, just pretend you haven't heard what I said. Come on, drink."
"In case, if I am no longer here, can you take Xiaobei to live somewhere else?" When he was intoxicated, the last voice of Huang Xiaobei's father came to Old Uncle Liu's ears.
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Thinking of the strange behavior of Huang Xiaobei's father that night, and thinking that it was really Huang Xiaobei's father who suddenly disappeared, Old Uncle Liu's sharp eagle eyes became sharp again.
His intuition told him that Huang Xiaobei's father might have known that one day he would suddenly disappear, but maybe he himself was not sure, or he didn't want to trouble him. After all, who would have thought that an outstanding police officer back then could actually
Now that you have become a bachelor?
Uncle Liu threw away the burnt cigarette in his hand, his eyes darkened slightly, "Maybe it really wasn't an accident, right? Let's check it out. It's only been five years, and there should be some clues."
Looking at Huang Xiaobei who had reached the foot of the mountain and waved to him, Old Uncle Liu also waved to him, indicating that he would be coming soon.
But after waving his hands, a new question appeared in Old Uncle Liu's mind.
Because if Huang Xiaobei's father really didn't die of illness, or was killed by someone...then what would be the motive?
Huang Xiaobei's father was very poor. He had a job during the day and had to do something else from time to time at night. He was just an ordinary person who couldn't be considered ordinary. And according to what Uncle Liu knew, Huang Xiaobei's father was very popular.
, gets along well with anyone, so even if someone really wants to kill him, what would be the motive? Are there any benefits to killing an ordinary person?
Thinking of this, Old Uncle Liu's eyes were slightly startled.
"Actually, I don't ask you for anything. If I stop coming one day, you can just take Xiaobei to live in another place. You can also enter an orphanage. Just let him change his place."
Turning his gaze to Huang Xiaobei, who was chatting with the cemetery uncle at the foot of the mountain, a shadow suddenly appeared in Old Uncle Liu's heart.