Zhang Zhong was very surprised by his mother's words. Lu Xiaotian was the same age as him and said that he had been dead for several years, which meant that he was not yet thirty when he died.
In his impression, Lu Xiaotian's family is still in good health.
Lu Xiaotian's father, Lu Guanghua, used to work on a construction site and was very energetic. Although his mother is very small, she is also a very cheerful person.
Not to mention himself, he inherited his father's height and is about the same height as Zhang Zhong. He plays basketball every day in school. He has dark skin and is very strong.
"How did he die? What disease did he suffer from?" Zhang Zhong asked.
Hu Huifang shook her head and said, "She committed suicide. Lu Guanghua was working at the construction site that year. Someone stole the cables at the construction site. The superiors wanted to investigate. The workers were scared and ran back. Lu Guanghua ran back.
His heart is not stable, and he is worried every day, fearing that the police will find him."
"He probably didn't steal the cable."
"How could he steal cables? Even though he is tall and big, he is less courageous than anyone else. The person who stole the cables was a co-worker in his group. He was afraid that the police would find him and he could not explain the matter. During the Chinese New Year that year,
He was fine during the day, but at night he said he was dying. He was later sent to the hospital for rescue, but he couldn't get out of bed, couldn't take care of himself, and couldn't speak clearly."
"Is this scary? There must be other reasons."
"I don't know, it seems to be a heart problem. Everyone thinks it was caused by being worried every day. He was bedridden and his family owed a lot of money for Lu Guanghua's illness. After more than a year, Xiaotian hanged himself.
He committed suicide. He probably couldn't bear the pressure." Hu Huifang lamented, "Her husband is bedridden, her son died, and Qingxiu's brain has been a little abnormal for several years."
Zhang Zhong felt uncomfortable hearing this. Although he and Lu Xiaotian didn't have a deep relationship, they had played together before. Suddenly hearing such bad news made him feel a little sad.
And even if he had nothing to do with Lu Xiaotian, he would feel uncomfortable hearing such a tragedy.
Xu Yuhan grabbed Zhang Zhong's arm and almost shed tears.
No matter how tragic the tragedy in the novel is, it is not as shocking as in reality.
Especially when such a thing happened not far from them, and the protagonist of the matter was now several hundred meters away.
Intellectually speaking, it was somewhat irresponsible for Lu Xiaotian to die, because his death was a happy one, but her mother had to endure greater pain, and her father could not get better care.
But no one can remain rational all the time. Lu Xiaotian had just graduated from college at that time, and his wonderful life had just begun. When something like this happened to his family, it seemed as if the whole world had collapsed.
He was unable to withstand such pressure and no one could blame him for choosing that path.
No one is willing to die easily. If there was no hope, Lu Xiaotian might not commit suicide.
"Then are there people taking care of them now?" Zhang Zhong asked.
"There is a subsidy in the village, and your uncle sometimes helps out a little, but Lu Guanghua's illness is no longer good, and there is no use spending money. Qingxiu is good and bad sometimes. When she is good, there is no problem at all. When she is bad, there is no problem at all.
There's nothing wrong with her being in a trance. Last time they took her to the hospital and prescribed some medicine, but it didn't help."
"Is she schizophrenic or depressed?"
"It seems to be schizophrenia."
In fact, whether it is depression or schizophrenia, it is difficult to cure a condition like Lu Xiaotian's mother, and medication can only alleviate it a little.
Because there is a reality around her that she is unwilling to face, unless she can forget all the pain, and this is impossible.
"Forget it, let's not talk about them anymore. Xiaojie will be back soon after his wedding."
It was almost noon when Hu Shijie and the others arrived home.
Although weddings in rural areas are not grand, they are lively enough. When the motorcade arrives at the door of the house, firecrackers start crackling.
Before the smoke and dust from the explosion settled on the ground, Hu Shijie pulled his wife out of the car.
There was a long red carpet on the floor, leading from the door to the back room.
This was the first time Zhang Zhong met Hu Shijie. For some reason, Zhang Zhong always felt that his younger brother and sister had a special relationship with Hu Shijie.
This may also be because they have been in love for a long time.
The distance from the door to the back room is only about twenty meters, but under the guidance of Zhike, we walked this section for more than ten minutes.
There are many customs in Cong Village, some of which Zhang Zhong has never seen before. Zhike speaks in authentic dialect and speaks words that even the locals may not understand.
But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, it won't affect the atmosphere. Anyway, Zhike didn't say a word, and everyone around him just shouted along.
The bride was not a local, so naturally she couldn't understand the dialect, so she could only ponder the meaning. After Zhike finished speaking, she took a step forward.
Zhang Zhong looked at this ceremony and felt a little overwhelmed. This wedding must be too tiring.
The tired ones are still behind, the people in the main room have already been locked up by some people.
At this time, the groomsmen brought by Hu Shijie transformed into master negotiators and went up to open the door. It took another ten minutes to get them open.
After arriving in the back room, we bowed to each other and offered tea, which took more than an hour in total.
In fact, Zhike was talking most of the time, but he couldn't speed up the progress, so he could only listen.
The two newlyweds looked exhausted after all this ordeal, but they were blocked at the door of the wedding room on the second floor. It took them more than ten minutes to get in.
At this time, the bride was finally able to sit down, but the wedding ceremony started.
Because there were too many people crowded into the wedding room, Zhang Zhong watched for a while and then ran out.
Xu Yuhan felt sad, pulled Zhang Zhong and whispered, "We can't do this when we get married in the future."
Zhang Chong said with a smile, "Even if you want to do this, it's difficult. Our family doesn't have a house in the countryside, so we can't do this. In fact, rural weddings are quite lively, but the ceremony is a bit cumbersome."
This is Zhang Zhong’s true thoughts. As long as it’s not vulgar and everyone can have fun with the wedding ceremony, it’s not bad. However, some of the unconventional rituals were actually thought up by the intellectuals themselves, and there’s nothing good about it.
It's pretty good here, but the wedding customs in some places are rather vulgar, and unsightly things often happen.
Some people regard these things as customs, but in fact they are just trying to find some legitimate reasons for their own evil.
It wasn't until the wedding ceremony was almost over that Zhang Zhong and his family went in again, because the photographer said he wanted to take a family photo, first take a picture of Hu Guangquan and his family, and then take a picture of the Zhang family and the Hu family.