For ordinary young people, death is always a long time later. For those veterans who have survived all battles, it can even be regarded as late, but for anyone, never Nothing is more painful than facing the death of one's loved ones because of their age.
As her elder, Mo Wen has only seen a few short stories, but Mo Wen knows that he has a long and true identity. He also used to be like me. He kept his mouth shut for a beloved girl until the girl passed away. This secret was brought into the grave silently.
When I rushed to Mo's house with the long "Lianye", as a good friend of Mo Ye, many old people I knew, knew and strangers were in that big living room. They were sitting on the sofa and armrests of the sofa. , Small chairs, some even leaned against the wall.
"You have come here for a long time."
As the head of the new generation, Mo Qiu's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. It was the door he opened for both of us.
"Uncle Mo, sorrow."
After entering the house, I quickly nodded to the old man who was full of the living room.
"Thank you, by the way, my dad left a letter saying that he wants to give some things to Jiu, Jiu you go up with me to get it."
After speaking, Mo Qiu took the long history to the third floor, and after I stayed, I began to nod to the old men one by one. The first thing was my grandfather and grandfather.
"I'm back." Grandpa knew my tone of travel, he looked at me and asked.
"Well, I heard that Lord Mo is gone, I brought them back straight with them."
"Well, just come back."
Next was Zhang Mengping Zhang Ye. This old man was sitting with another old man Zhou Sheng and Yi Zhou Ye. Seeing me walking in front of them in a low voice, the two old men nodded their heads.
"It is said that Zhuge has long been the descendants of the "women"." After taking a sip of tea, Zhang Ye asked me with his eyes slanted.
"Well, that's right." I nodded.
"Then you have to treat her well and don't let others down." Zhou Ye looked at me solemnly.
"By the way, you kid go upstairs and help the girl get things." Zhang Ye followed.
"Hey." Although I don't know how much inside information the two old men know, but as the saying goes, the old man is always at a disadvantage if I don't listen to the old man, I just follow the meaning of them and go to the third floor.
Pushing open the attic door, I saw Mo Qiu sitting in front of a bookcase and constantly pulling out some old books from the bookcase, while Jiuyang was sorting out those books.
"What are these books?" I squatted to the little girl's side and asked Mo Qiu.
"These are some of the relics of his first wife sorted out by my father. He said in the suicide note that if he dies, let us younger generations must give these diaries and clothing to his wife's maiden family."
"Thank you, the little grandpa can still remember my little grandmother at this moment of death. It is a great blessing to my little grandmother. But, can I really take these things away." Looking through a long diary. A look of sadness.
"There, my father said that these things must be given to you. I can't let his old man's last wish be fulfilled."
"Thank you Uncle Mo." I nodded, and I took a book wrapped in white oil paper in my hand. The first page I opened was a diary written in Chinese.
When I turned to the second page, I saw the full page of Telshan writing for a long time. I once told me that Telshan and Latin are similar to each other, but the sky is pitiful, and there is nothing in Chinese secondary education. The Latin part.
"These are the diaries written by my father’s first wife. I don’t understand what these words are. I heard my father say it is a type of text used in her hometown. I have also looked for books on historical texts, but I still can’t find them. Any narrative of this kind of text, although it looks a little like Latin, but I have compared it with a dictionary, and it is not at all." He took out a stack of books from the bookcase and handed two of them wrapped in white oil paper. Given the long history, Mo Qiu's voice was a little more curious.
"I don't know how to take these diaries back to the elders, maybe they will recognize such strange words." Although Long said that it was easy, she was already crying when she looked at the diaries.
I took out a pack of tissues from my pocket, and I took out a few of them and handed them to the front of you.
"Take this one back, too, it's all here." Mo Qiu, who turned around, was shocked when he saw the tears in his eyes, and then his eyes turned red.
When I helped Longyou walk out of Mo's house with two duffel bags containing diaries and clothes, the time had already reached eleven without knowing it, and the old people began to slowly disperse, and grandpa and grandpa said they had to keep one. Shou old comrades, and Bai Ye excuses us to get in the car to accompany us up the alley.
"Little Liu, where did I take my granddaughter this time to play."
"Shanghai, I wanted to go directly to Dalian to see who knows Lord Mo."
"We old men's body bones have reached the time limit. Lao Mo is just taking a step first." Bai Ye looked at the lighter and cigarette in his hand. He originally wanted to light a cigarette for himself, perhaps because of Mo Ye's death irritation. When he arrived, he finally threw both the cigarette and the lighter into the trash can on the street behind him.
"Master Bai, don't say that."
"This is the law of nature, but you are still young."
"We" "Hey girl is out to play with you this time, I really trouble you."
"What are you talking about, He girl has known me since I was young."
"Hey, Lord Bai is getting old, and you are getting older. Some things can't be handled and shouldn't be taken care of anymore."
Bai Ye stood by my side and sighed, but I noticed that his eyes fell straight on Jiu Jiu's hand. Following her gaze, I saw the ring I gave away.
I was thinking hard about finding a topic to divert the old man's attention, but I didn't expect someone to rush to help me reverse my gaze along with the topic.
"Grandpa Bai."
"Hey, the Liu family boy, you have something to do with me."
Ye Bai seemed to know the young man in front of me, and I squinted for a long time before I realized that this is not Mr. Liu, the young mayor of our city.
"I came here today to talk to Lu Renyi. If Grandpa Bai is convenient, I want to talk to him aside."
Lord Bai glanced at me thoughtfully, then nodded.
Forget it, seeing Master Liu save me from water and fire, I followed him to the side.
"Mayor Liu is asking me what's the matter."
"My name is Liu Chengyin, and my grandfather saved his life from your grandfather back then. Please don't be out of sight, just call me Brother Liu." Mayor Liu Da is such a courteous and virtuous corporal. Up.
"Brother Liu, you today" "I heard that Du Zhuan is currently staying in your house for the time being."
"Yes, that's not wrong, Du's only son, we met in Japan, he was lost alone at the time."
"Well, do you know the superconductivity theory he published."
"Well, I know that his head is very useful. Although he is only fourteen years old, he passed the exam at the University of Iowa in the United States last year. However, he had to give up his studies because of a strange drowsiness."