Solemnly said: The mouth of the elderly re-float a smile, muddy eyes slowly closed, head gently a crooked.
mlb the corner of a spasm, Zhao Jianguo grab on the go, and explore the exploration of the elderly breathing, Chen Sheng said: Zhang Ruomin suddenly burst into tears, she only said a word and the elderly, but suddenly felt that he was the closest person in this world. Just suffered the embarrassment in front of the neighbors,youth baseball jerseys, at this moment have been to make up.
Zhang Ruomin not hesitate to put on white mourning and red cloth arm wraps. Shun Feng County in accordance with the customs, which means she is not to get married wife voluntarily as a family mourning the the future can no longer change your mind.
The temple has been made for three days, repeatedly undulating bow and priests singing voice, real M1b trance, always felt that my grandfather did not died, all this fantasy. Until the coffin was put into a pit, a spade shovel soil sprinkled on top, that terrible voice, real M1b was trembling with the violence issued by the piercing cries, waving fists rush to go to stop people who are wielding shovels.
Zhang Ruomin exhausted body strength,north face fleece jackets for women, tightly holding the real M1b, let him move, his face is also burst into tears, but kept his mouth shouted: really gone ...... after the mlb struggling for a long time, Zhang Ruomin tired covered with sweat, suddenly limp down.
The funeral procession of neighbors met with this scene, some stay: this girl really have the strength to small North but from small gang war to break out, general man can not hold ...
Later, neighbors say, the soul of the real M1b, Zhang Ruomin called back.
That night, the real M1b and father slept in the same bed, he had a dream his grandfather with a childhood full of play, give him a bath in the river then the dream changed, he knelt alone in a full is grass before the mound of the grief and their pain is difficult to restrain him knock his head, tears, repentance: Wake up, the real M1b think of that dream, back suddenly full of cold sweat.
This is just a silly dream, or differences can give him tips? Do they really can predict the future, Do ...... own true one day, will miss the sticky rice? Or, or glutinous rice family feel inferior, so subconscious mischief, to do this ridiculous dream? Perhaps this is to get more, the more afraid of losing it.
Think of these, he turned it over I can not sleep, I suddenly imagine my grandfather used to do, the middle of the night to sneak from the bed to get up on the height of a large glass of white wine poured from a tall cabinet, a drink.
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