Serenity in the Dark GL

My aunt's house is like a row of buildings, and the stairs are full of houses. Ning Li went up the stairs mechanically, knocking on the door without any scruples, and the strange "dong dong" sound echoed in the empty corridor, which was very eerie.Uncle came out to open the door, and when he saw Ning Li, pity flashed through his eyes.They didn't need to ask any more questions, seeing Ning Li appearing alone at the door of the house at such a time, they already fully understood in their hearts.Soon, the aunt's family took Ning Li back to Shen Zhen's home.

What caught my eyes was the scene of my father applying makeup to my mother, crying and drawing at the same time, like a wronged child.Dad gently picked up the powder, trying to wipe it off better, but he trembled uncontrollably, which made Dad at a loss.Ning Li just stood quietly at the door, with no expression on her immature face.My aunt went over to help, helped my mother change her clothes and put on her makeup, then silently stepped aside with tears in her eyes.Soon, father and uncle moved the wooden boards that had been prepared and carried mother up.Ning Li saw with her own eyes that her mother, who was originally as gentle as water, became stiff and lifeless in just two or three hours, just lying on the wooden board so stiffly.Ning Li's young heart twitched suddenly, and her mind was in a state of chaos. Finally, she found that she could no longer move her feet.

Ning Li's house is on the sixth floor. According to the local customs, after a person passes away, the deceased needs to be worshiped outdoors for three days to show his memory of the deceased.So, Ning Li saw his mother being carried by the two of them, and slowly went down the stairs. Ning Li stood on a high place, looking at her mother's bloodless face with her eyes tightly closed, just like that. gradually go away.

In the open space downstairs, the adults are busy making arrangements.

Dongfang gradually became pale, and Ning Li just stood there numbly for a whole night.The temporary wooden shed downstairs has been set up, and the invited masters have begun to play and sing in tune.Relatives and friends who heard the news also came to express condolences one after another, talking about "Hey, it's a pity, she passed away at such a young age, I'm sorry for this child." "Yes, a woman who was only 38, I got a bad problem." Ning Li listened quietly from the side.

"Oh, my sister!" At this moment, there was a scream from far away, it seemed that the person lying on the bed was her own mother.Everyone heard the sound and looked, only to see a woman rushing over almost stumbling, threw herself on the side of the deceased, and began to cry.This line seems to have been prepared a long time ago, from the tone of voice, to the lines, to the expressions, to the tears, to the movements, it was done in one go and well-trained.After singing, the woman wiped her tears, blew her nose, and went out as if she had completed her mission.In a blink of an eye, a few acquaintances around me talked casually, and from time to time grabbed a handful of melon seeds enshrined on the table and nibbled skillfully.Ning Li stood aside, watching coldly, yes, this person is her aunt, the so-called sister of her mother!

For the whole three days of the ceremony, Ning Li didn't close her eyes and talked, but she couldn't sleep or cry.Maybe she still doesn't know what it means for her mother to die. She only knows that it's not good, otherwise her father won't keep crying, and grandma won't keep crying to make her cry, and the words of grandma just now are still echoing in her ears "Ning, why don't you cry, cry soon..." What is puzzling is that Ning Li has been singing in his head. The song that was just taught in school a few days ago, "Fengyang Flower Drum" She herself felt ridiculous: Why can't I cry?Next, there was another topic in the conversation around him, that is, the child Ning Li is ruthless and ungrateful, and he won't be sad even when his mother dies!Well, ten-year-old Ning Li accepted everyone's point of view.Perhaps, from the moment his mother left, Ning Li's heart was dead.