I stopped, looked at Wei Dezhen, and asked her, "What's wrong?"
She walked over quickly, took out a red envelope and stuffed it in my hand, "Hey, this is for you, we will live under the same roof in the future."
I took the red envelope, it was so thick, estimated to be 1,000 yuan, and immediately put on a smiley face, "Hello, big sister!"
"This is a good boy, don't worry, in the future, your senior will bully you and tell your sister that your sister will teach him for you." Wei Dezhen waved his hand and said cheerfully.
I don't know why, there was a bit of bitterness in my heart, I smiled at her, I couldn't help but speed up a few steps and ran to the second floor, cleaned up my room, and moved things to the senior brother's room.
I don’t know, I just moved my stuff to the senior brother’s room. He came. He glared at me first, and then said, "There is a room under the stairs. You can sleep in the future."
I said, I thought that Wei Dezhen would be here, and there would be a touch of warmth at home. I never thought that the brother would let me sleep in that room, it was like falling from the sky to the ground. The sense of loss is really not enough for outsiders , Picking up my own things, I walked downstairs, eyes streaming out unsuspectingly.
Although when I was at home, my parents preferred the children of my second uncle's house, but I would never do so obviously. I suddenly started to feel homesick.
Brother should be aware of the changes in my emotions, and stood on the second floor and said to me, "Chuanzi, you have to remember this sentence, the heavens come to work for the people of Sri Lanka. You are here to learn art, not to enjoy yourself.”
I nodded solemnly, without speaking, went to the first floor and cleaned up the house. The house used to be used by seniors to put tools. There was a heavy smell of ink inside. The room was not big, so I could only put a bed. There is also a bookcase. There is no light bulb in the room. The brother gave me a kerosene lamp and said that I could use the kerosene lamp in the future.
I believed Brother's words at first, but when I lay down at night, the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. I always felt that Brother was deliberately distracting me, fearing that I would disturb him and Wei Dezhen's good deeds.
For a long period of time, the brothers kept laying coffins and selling coffins, and rarely went out to work, while Wei Dezhen completely acted as the hostess, responsible for washing and cooking for me and brothers. I asked tentatively. Why don't they get married? They both said at the same time that this life will be over and there is no plan to get married. I asked them the reason, and they said that they were afraid of gossip in the neighborhood.
When it comes to time, things pass quickly. In a blink of an eye, I have been at Brother's house for a year. During this year, my brother’s attitude towards me was neither hot nor cold, but he was very serious when teaching craftsmanship. After one year, my brother’s coffin hand craftsmanship, I have learned nine points. There is one point left, and the brother is not willing to teach, saying that it is the master who teaches the apprentice to leave three points, and the brother and teacher can teach nine points.
I can’t say anything about this, but Wei Dezhen has been blowing the pillow breeze in the ears of the senior, let him teach me the remaining point, but the senior said that this is his bottom line and can’t teach anymore. I really want to learn, let me go to the master.
I have no good feelings for the master, and I have never visited his old man, and this matter has been delayed.
To tell the truth, I am looking back now. The year in the coffin shop was the happiest year in my life, because only that year did I feel the warmth of home. Although the place to live is poor, Wei Dezhen keeps taking me. As my brother, I take care of me very much in life, and I am grateful to her.
I thought my life would go on like this, but in September when I was in the second year of high school, my brother found me who was in class with a solemn expression on his face.
"Chuanzi, come out!" The brother stood at the door of the classroom and shouted at me.
I looked at the teacher, he nodded at me, I slowly got up, walked out of the classroom, and heard the senior brother say: "Come with me."
Following the brother, we walked straight out of the school. The brother stopped abruptly and said to me: "Chuanzi, you have almost learned my craft, and there is no more craft to teach you. Zhenzhen and I are going to go to the far door. From now on, this coffin shop will be handed over to you."
"Ah!" I stared at him with a look of sorrow, "Brother, I...I...I can't, the coffin shop can't live without you."
The senior glared at me and said sharply: "The young eagle will always spread its wings. How can you hide under the eagle for a lifetime? You are now 17 years old. It's time to take part of the responsibility."
After saying this, the brother took out 20,000 yuan from his pocket and put it in my hand, and continued: "This year, you have been learning arts in the coffin shop while helping the brother with a lot of work, 20,000 yuan. The money is considered to be my reward. In addition, your second uncle’s situation has deteriorated a bit, and you need 30,000 yuan. You can send the 20,000 yuan back first."
After speaking, the brother took out the key of the coffin shop and put it in my hand. He stopped talking and walked forward.
After walking seven or eight steps, he stopped and didn't look back. He said quietly, "I have a book under my bed. I originally planned to wait until you graduate from high school before giving that book to you, but now things are different. Now, when you are okay, read that book more. It contains some of the morals of brothers who usually play coffins, which can be regarded as a bit of thoughts from brothers."
"Brother!" I wanted to cry.
He didn't speak, and walked straight forward.
I wanted to catch up, and I wanted to ask what happened to the brother, but I didn't dare to step, because I understood the temperament of the brother, and the things he said have rarely changed.
Looking at his back, tears flowed out of my eyes.
I know that the departure of the brother means that from now on, I can only guard the coffin shop and live by myself.
I don’t know how long I stood there. I didn’t come back to my senses until the bell rang after class. I took a long time off with the teacher and went straight back to the coffin shop. The door was closed and the key was opened. The familiar coffin shop was there. It seems a bit strange to me.
I walked straight in, my eyes were attracted by the pool of blood near the stairs. The blood was not like ordinary blood, but with a hint of dark red. Turning to look at the stairs, I found that there was also a pool of blood over there. Xueze, walked along the blood to the second floor. The blood dripped all the way from Wei Dezhen's room. When he opened the door, a large pool of blood beside the bed looked so dazzling.
I immediately understood that the brother took Wei Dezhen to heal the disease. From the blood, we can see that Wei Dezhen is very ill, but it is impossible to know what the specific disease is. I vaguely think that this matter may be related to the five sides. The ash coffin is related.
However, what puzzles me is that I have never found that Wei Dezhen is ill during the past year. She is like a normal person, and she can't see any traces.
I stayed in this room for a while, with all kinds of doubts, washed the blood on the ground, and took the 20,000 yuan left by the brother back home. I didn’t know the reason. My father took the two that I handed over. Ten thousand yuan, said something inexplicable to me, he said: "Thank you, please go back!"
I don't know why my father is so cold, but I know that when my father said this, my mother was crying on the side and kept saying, "I'm a hard-working baby!"
I glanced at my parents deeply and said to them, "I will send the remaining 10,000 yuan as early as possible to treat my second uncle."
After saying this, I left, disappointed with my father.
When I returned to the coffin shop, it was already night. I lay down where my brother usually sleeps. What I hold in my hand is a book from under the brother’s bed. This book is a manuscript, and the contents recorded on it are all about The craftsmanship of the ghostmaker.
What I didn't expect was that the book not only recorded coffins alone, but also various furniture and garden craftsmanship.
I held that book and saw that in the middle of the night, I had only one idea in my mind. I had to use the craftsmanship at hand to earn 10,000 yuan to treat my second uncle.
Some things seem to have been destined for a long time. On the next morning, I was about to go to school when an unexpected person found me.
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