Huang Dan picked up the branches and returned to the grave. When he saw Chen Jinhua hanging her head, burning paper money without saying a word, hot ashes flew on the back of her hand, he was unaware of it.

Huang Dan passed by, "Mom."

Chen Jinhua wiped her eyes, "Oh!"

She took away the branches handed over by her son and dialed them in the fiery red pile of paper, "In winter, kowtow to your dad a few times."

Huang Dan did as he did.

For him who has no parents, this is a fresh experience.

Chen Jinhua opened a piece of paper money and threw it into the fire, "Dad in winter, please spend this money, there is no more."

She suddenly laughed, "Drinking less alcohol will make you easy to do things."

Huang Dan's eyes flashed slightly, and Chen Jinhua had resentment towards Zhang Mazi.

According to the original owner's memory, Zhang Mazi's accident happened more than ten years ago today. It was raining heavily. He was not at home, but ran out alone and never came back.

No one was there, I don’t know what Zhang Mazi went out for, who she met, and how she fell into the river.

People in the village said it was raining heavily and the road was slippery. Zhang Mazi accidentally fell into the river and threw somewhere, so he didn't swim up.

Zhang Mazi's death was like a stone smashing into the water. There was a turbulence at that moment, and then he returned to peace.

The original owner was still young at that time and cried and asked his father why he was gone. Chen Jinhua said that he was taken away by the Dragon King in the river.

According to the original owner's memory at that time, Chen Jinhua was just sad and not angry.

After a few years, the original owner mentioned it again, and Chen Jinhua didn't answer that way, but hit him with a bamboo stick, as if he was venting his anger. After the beating, he locked himself in the house and cried.

Something must have happened in those years.

For example, Chen Jinhua accidentally learned the cause of Zhang Mazi's death.

The cause of her death that broke down inside her heart was even vented.

Huang Dan's thoughts were regained, "Mom, go to the hospital in a big city to see your legs after the New Year."

Honeysuckle said, "There's nothing to see."

Her eyes were blown away by ashes, "Mom can still leave at least. Your aunt Wang's entire lower body is paralyzed and you can't urinate and defecate by yourself. That's the pain, pitiful."

Huang Dan vaguely heard the ridicule, is it an illusion?

He thought to himself. When he mentioned Wang Yuemei many times before, Chen Jinhua's words, deeds, expressions, and expressions were all like good sisters, and he didn't even associate it with this word.

If it wasn't an illusion just now, and there was really a hidden ridicule, then if you walk around often and send this and that, it may not be a helping hand.

Could it be a show-off?

Huang Dan's heart thumped. He seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't even analyze it.

It is difficult to understand what is true and false between women, what is open and secret.

On the way back, I passed a small path where there was a large piece of honeysuckle, and the white and yellow were folded out of a layer of glory.

Huang Dan went to pull some flower branches and took them home to put them in the bottle. He leaned closer to smell them and it smelled them so fragrant.

Chen Jinhua said, "What are you doing to raise this thing? It's mosquitoes."

"It's okay to put the main hall." Huang Dan said, "Mom, I'll put it on your head a little, right?"

Chen Jinhua swept the floor with a broom, "Mom doesn't wear it. She's so old, she's not a little girl, so why are you wearing flowers?"

Huang Dan's brows moved, "Oh."

Chen Jinhua said, "There are still a lot of honeysuckle on the table. Take it to you Aunt Wang."

Looking at the yellow one, they were all leftovers, and the branches were twisted and twisted.

He put the flowers together and walked out, and in his heart he heard from the side, he pieced together a few old stories about Chen Jin Hua Wang Yuemei in order.

The first is that Wang Yuemei was very good at hooking up with men when she was young. Her husband was angry to death and she became a widow. If something happened, other men rushed to do it for her.

The second is that Zhang Mazi died unexpectedly.

The third point is that the original owner was in his teenage years and went to work in another place. When he came back during the Chinese New Year, Chen Jinhua had become a cripple.

The fourth point is that shortly after Li Dagui's death two years ago, Wang Yuemei suddenly became paralyzed.

Will this line be related to Li Dagui's death?

Huang Dan came to his senses and was already walking behind the village, and was in two directions with Li Gen's family.

When he first came here, he would come out for a walk at night, specifically eavesdropping on family matters.

Unfortunately, I didn't hear anything useful.

So Huang Dan hasn't done that much more recently, after all, it's not very ||safe.

Almost everyone in the village has dogs. If the movement is more important, it will attract the attention of the dog. He is afraid that he will be chased by the dog.

Huang Dan was about to leave when he heard a thud. He stood at the door of the house and looked inside and found an old man lying on the ground and could not get up.

Everyone in the village called the old man and the bad boy. Because he was not clear about his mind and liked to talk nonsense, his family locked him in the house and refused to let him go out.

Maybe something happened now, so I was neglected.

Huang Dan went in and helped the old man up, "Grandpa, I'm winter."

The old man puffed his mouth, speechless, and a large bruise broke out on his forehead, "Oh, it's winter, is your mom okay?"

Huang Dan's breathing paused slightly, "My mom is fine."

The old man asked Huang Dan to help him sit on the wooden chair, "That's the same with Yuemei. The two families have a family of Tian Lian, just because they have to argue with your mother about a drainage ditch."

"Just make a noise, why are you still fighting? She looks thin and has a lot of strength. She slapped your mother's face and swollen."

Huang Dan did not find any memory clips, which probably happened when the original owner didn't remember.

Then how did Chen Jinhua and Wang Yuemei make up?

The old man asked, "Where is your dad?"

Huang Dan said, "My dad is busy in the fields."

"Be more busy, once you are busy, your mind will not be on other things."

The old man was not clear about his mind, and as he spoke, he began to talk nonsense in the void, one by one.

"The palms and backs of hands are full of flesh. Yuemei, how could you say in front of your boss' grave that it would be great if the second child died."

Huang Dan's eyelids suddenly raised.

"Son, the world is very chaotic. Listen to Dad, don't meddle in other people's business."

The old man suddenly shouted, "Young man, who are you? Why are you at my house?"

"..." Huang Shan said, "I am Chen Jinhua's son."

He raised the honeysuckle in his hand, "I passed by. I saw you fall to the ground and then came in."

The old man seemed to remember, "It's you, you have grown up so big in winter."

"Are you asking for a wife?"

Huang Dan shook his head and said no, he seemed to say casually, "Brother Dagui asked for it."

"He's not dead?"

The old man glared at his eyes and said in a daze, "No, why didn't he die?"

Huang Dan was about to speak when a sound came from outside the door. He swallowed his questions and turned his head to see the person who came. It was Zhang Yingxiong and there were a few others, as if he happened to be passing by.

There was no way to ask any further, Huang Dan had to leave first.

But when he came over again, there was a lock on the old man's door, and he didn't know where he went.

Huang Dan kicked the stones away in anger. He saw Zhang Yingxiong mixing among the children to make cardboard from a distance. He narrowed his eyes, went back to take three hundred Tang poems, and sat on the threshold and recited loudly.

Good rain knows the season, and it happens when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

The wild paths are black and the clouds are black, and the river ships are bright and the fire is bright.

Look at the red wet place in the morning, and the flowers are full of golden trees.

After reading one song after another, Huang Dan turned back and saw two poems on the last page, written in a blue ballpoint pen. He recited it out loud, intentionally or unintentionally increasing the volume.

Zhang Yingxiong came over and shouted, "Winter, have you read it wrong? It's not the thunder rumbling, it's the thunder sound."

Huang Dan said, "It's true."

He asked strangely, "Hero, this seems to be a poem written by Sister Cui Ling himself. How do you know?"

Zhang Yingxiong grinned, "I asked Sister Cui Ling that she had borrowed a book."

Huang Dan said, "Hero, Sister Cuiling is so amazing. I don't understand any of the poems in it."

"I don't understand either." Zhang Yingxiong wiped the sweat from his face, leaned against the wall and shook his legs, and said carelessly, "Look at it and play, not everyone has that knowledge."

Huang Dan said, "Sister Cuiling is still very young, why don't you marry again?"
To be continued...