Chapter 118
Chapter 118
Cheng Yi thought, he probably understood.
When Lao Zhao was discharged from the hospital, he was in good spirits, and he was able to talk to a few people while humming on the road. Since Pei Le's arm was not yet sharp, Xiao Zhao became the driver, and Pei Le sat in the co-pilot.
Perhaps because Xiao Zhao was in a heavy mood, he braked suddenly when he was not in time to avoid the vehicle, and his grandfather scolded him very energetically.
With just these two sentences, Xiao Zhao was happy and thoughtful, and drove back to Cheng Yi's house without any hindrance.
Cheng Yi originally wanted to carry Old Zhao home, but Old Zhao refused. He asked Xiao Zhao to carry him, and Cheng Yi and Pei Le followed Xiao Zhao's buttocks, fearing that Old Zhao would fall off.
But the facts proved that they thought too much. Xiao Zhao was a little plumper than before, and his strength seemed to have increased. His feet were very steady. He carried Lao Zhao on his back and walked step by step on the concrete road home. , the two of them chatted.
Old Zhao said, "I'm not short, and neither is your mother. Why don't you grow?"
Xiao Zhao replied: "Maybe it's because I ate less meat when I was young."
Old Zhao got angry, "Nonsense, since when have I been shorter than you in terms of food and clothing?"
Xiao Zhao smiled, "I'm teasing you, old Zhao."
Old Zhao scolded him, "Little bastard, you have no dignity."
At this time, Cheng Yi suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Pei Le's hand, not because he saw something searched on the browser, but he just felt that Pei Le seemed to need these.
Pei Le was stunned for a moment, then clasped Cheng Yi's hand tightly with his backhand.
At this moment, both of them felt a little strange.
Holding hands seemed like fun, but they hadn't tried it before.
For the next two days, the two of them stayed at Xiao Zhao's house almost all the time. Except for the two of them going back to bed at night, they did everything else at Xiao Zhao's house.
On the third day, Lao Zhao seemed to be dying.
In fact, this is the best day for Lao Zhao since this period of time. He can even lean on the bedside and talk to Cheng Yi.
"Cheng Yi, you and Pei Le have been working hard these days." Old Zhao had a shriveled smile on his face, it was as if he hadn't smiled, and he even felt a sense of terror.
"Stop laughing," Cheng Yi sighed again and again, "I'm scared just looking at it."
"What are you afraid of?" Old Zhao smiled even more happily, "I'm afraid I won't let you go if I die."
"We have no enmity or grudge, why don't you let me go?" Cheng Yi said.
"Cheng Yi, I..." Old Zhao stopped laughing, and opened his mouth to say something, but stopped talking.
"Don't worry," Cheng Yi naturally knew what Lao Zhao wanted to say, "Xiao Zhao left it to me."
Lao Zhao stared at Cheng Yi for a while, and then said thank you very sincerely.
Cheng Yi turned his head, wiped his eyes quietly, then turned his head back and returned to the same look as if nothing happened.
"During the time I was hospitalized, he treated me very well," Lao Zhao said, "My thank you is not just for your promise to me, but what I want to thank is that you came to persuade me to go to the hospital."
"Hey, hey, that's a trivial matter," Cheng Yi wanted to twitch the corners of his mouth, but he didn't smirk, "You... just think about it."
"Thinking about it..." Old Zhao slightly turned his head and glanced at the open window. Looking at it this way, he happened to see Xiao Zhao in the yard, "Actually, I should have thought about it a long time ago."
Unfortunately, it's too late.
After eleven o'clock that night, Lao Zhao died.
After Pei Le received Zhao Ritian's call, the two rushed over immediately. When they arrived, Old Zhao was only out of breath. He opened his mouth and widened his eyes. When he saw Cheng Yi coming in, he became emotional.
Cheng Yi hurried over and held Lao Zhao's hand, saying over and over again, "Don't worry."
Old Zhao nodded unconvincingly, as if he was relieved, his cloudy eyes tried to turn sideways, as if he still wanted to take a look at Xiao Zhao who was holding him, but he stopped halfway. Zhao blinked very slowly, and then he let go of his strength and lay down in Xiao Zhao's arms, never moving again.
Lao Zhao was very twisted when he was alive. He didn't tell anyone that he was sick when he was sick, and he didn't tell anyone that he was hospitalized when he was hospitalized. Well, now he is gone, and his life is finally out of turn. He made his own decisions.
In the middle of the night, there was no sound, Lao Zhao's body was still in Xiao Zhao's arms, with lingering warmth, hot tears rolled down from Xiao Zhao's eyes, and fell down to Lao Zhao's neck, without scolding.
A simple mourning hall was set up in the three-person hall, and the pitch-black coffin was placed on a simple shelf made of stools. Xiao Zhao changed clothes for Old Zhao while crying. He hugged Old Zhao, feeling light , Old Zhao is like a feather, even in the absence of wind, he still flew away.
Xiao Zhao stood by the coffin and stared at Old Zhao for a long time. From one point to two points, then from two points to three points, the tears disappeared, and then came again, and kept repeating until after five o'clock. Cheng Yi called After the fight, he understood everything that should be prepared and arranged. When the morning dawns, Lao Zhao's place will be full of excitement.
"Brother..." Pei Le walked to Cheng Yi's side, seeing Cheng Yi frowning in distress, he felt a little distressed, and he gently persuaded, "I'm watching here, you can rest for a while."
Cheng Yi shook his head, and said forget it, in fact, he didn't fall asleep at all tonight, he always felt that this was the time for Lao Zhao, lying on the bed, as soon as his eyes were closed, Cheng Yi felt that Lao Zhao would fall asleep in the next second Gone.
"Le'er," Cheng Yi sighed, "Xiao Zhao has no relatives."
In winter, it dawns late and gets dark early. After seven o'clock in the morning, the sky is still blurry, but people come one after another. The first one is Dongzi. After asking about the situation, Cheng Yi ordered him to go out.
Maybe it was because the old people didn't sleep much and got up early, so the old people who came next were all old Zhao's friends.
Before anyone entered the yard, the voice came first.
"Old Zhao!" This voice was full of anger, "Hurry up and come out, Cheng Yi's son-in-law is spreading rumors everywhere, you are dead! You bastard, you won't be afraid of losing your life if you say such words."
After finishing speaking, as soon as he entered the door, he saw that the old Zhao's house was brightly lit, and the door of the living room was open. The old man felt a little bit in his heart, and ran to the door to have a look. Several old buddies they often stayed together were staring at a coffin in a daze.
There is also Xiao Zhao, who is kneeling on the ground in hemp and mourning, and is burning paper money.
"Uncle Qin, you are here."
The old man turned his head and found that Cheng Yi was squatting in the yard smoking a cigarette.
"Cheng Yi..." Old Qin's mouth trembled, "Are you...?"
"Uncle Zhao is really gone," Cheng Yi looked at the sky, "I didn't spread rumors."
"No." Old Qin's face was a little dazed, and he explained to Cheng Yi anxiously, "During the Chinese New Year, Lao Zhao also said that Xiao Zhao would take him out to play after the Chinese New Year. He is not going out during this time Have you played yet?"
"He lied to you," Cheng Yi said.
Cheng Yi's light words immediately fixed Elder Qin in place, and he turned his eyes to the dark coffin in the hall in disbelief, always feeling that he was dazzled.
In places like towns or villages, everyone maintains the same tacit understanding whether it is red or white matters. When the sky is bright, the people who manage all things have already arrived.
There are more TVs in the yard, and there is a stereo next to the TV, and the Great Compassion Mantra is played in the stereo.
There were many wreaths beside the wall, and several tables were set up in the courtyard. The courtyard of Xiao Zhao’s house was not that big, and some tables had already been placed on the road at the door. Cheng Yi and Pei Le also put on mourning clothes and knelt in front of the coffin Burn paper money for Lao Zhao.
The stove was moved outside, the pot was replaced by a large pot, and the housewives of the town were helping to keep it. Some men gathered to chat, and some gambled at the card table.
Someone called gongs and drums, someone invited a band, and it was another lively day.
Lao Zhao chose a cemetery for himself very early on, next to his wife and daughter, he will guard this place, year after year.
On the day of Lao Zhao's funeral, Xiao Zhao was holding the photo of Lao Zhao, Pei Le was carrying the coffin, Cheng Yi was spreading paper money, and those old guys supported each other and followed them.
When they arrived at the place, the tombs of Old Zhao's wife and daughter were full of spring, the grass had already sprouted, and the withered weeds took on a new look. When the coffin landed, Cheng Yi looked up at Chuyang in the sky before realizing that Old Zhao Not dying in winter, but disappearing in spring.
The coffin was slowly covered with loess, one shovel after another, and a small bag of soil was piled up on the flat place. Xiao Zhao wiped his eyes that were red and swollen from crying, knelt in front of the grave and smacked his head three times. , Cheng Yi and Pei Le also knelt down, Cheng Yi felt that Zhao Huaimin should feel at ease.
Once the funeral is over, Xiao Zhao's house will be empty.
Pei Le and Cheng Yi discussed it and planned to take Xiao Zhao to Xinbei District. Pei Le will arrange a position for Xiao Zhao in the company, and then Xiao Zhao will mix with Pei Le and Cheng Yi.
So, Peletuo found a house, not far from the company, about [-] square meters, two bedrooms and one living room, and a small study room. The most important thing is that the master bedroom has a separate toilet, and all the equipment in the house is quite good. Everything is complete, the three of them just need to get a package to move in.
Before leaving, Xiao Zhao looked at the place where he had lived for more than 20 years, with reluctance in his eyes.
Turning around in the yard of Cheng Yi's house several times, his gaze fell far away.
"Old Zhao, I'm leaving, and I'll come back to see you later."
After Xiao Zhao finished talking about Cheng Yi, he called him.
"Hurry up, get in the car, we have to clean up when we get there in a while."
"Hey, here we come." Xiao Zhao responded, turned around and got into the car.
The drive is not too long, and the scenery on the side of the road is good. Xiao Zhao looked all the way, and when he got out of the town, the scenery outside the car window turned into buildings, people, shops, and trees. Where is it, there is nothing to see here, Xiao Zhao turned around and stared at the front.
"Xiao Zhao," Cheng Yi suddenly called out from behind.
"What's the matter, Brother Yi?" Xiao Zhao turned around and asked.
"I remember you are an art student, right? An art student?" Cheng Yi asked.
"I studied art," Xiao Zhao said, "but I haven't reached the level of art."
"You're quite self-aware," Cheng Yile said, "Your brother Le's company works in games, so you can go to his company and hang out with him when the time comes."
"Okay." Xiao Zhao responded.
Cheng Yi and Xiao Zhao kept chatting, and Pei Le would say a few words from time to time. The three of them arrived at the place after talking. Pei Le drove the car directly to the underground garage, and the three of them entered the elevator with their luggage.
They didn't bring much luggage, they were just some daily change of clothes. As for the bedding, they were going to buy it now, after all, it was too troublesome to bring those things.
Pei Le and Cheng Yi are rich and powerful, so they are not afraid. Although Xiao Zhao has no money, he is not afraid, after all, he is now a man who is following Pei Le.
The floor that Pei Le rented was not high, the seventh floor. After the three of them and their luggage were stuffed in the elevator, it seemed that the space was not so big. During the upstairs, two people came up on the elevator, one pressed the fifteenth floor, and the other After pressing the tenth floor, both of them are men.
Maybe it was because of seeing a new face, both of them looked at Cheng Yi and the others quite a bit, but Cheng Yi thought it was nothing, after all, it's normal for people to be curious, but Pei Le didn't think so.
Because the eyes of those two people stayed on Cheng Yi for two more seconds, Pei Le flew over with a sharp eye. After Le's eyes messaged, he moved his eyes away.
When he got to the door, Cheng Yi watched Pei Le press the combination lock and said, "Are you sure about you? Those eyeballs are almost flying to the temples."
"You don't understand," Pei Le opened the door to let Cheng Yi and Xiao Zhao go in first, "Those two people are really curious, and the other is eyeing you."
"Follow me?" Cheng Yi was surprised, "What are you following me for?"
"One is gay, and he's taken a fancy to you." Pei Le frowned tightly, looking at him almost killing a fly.
"What the hell," Cheng Yi said, "Why do all the men in the world become gay after I become gay? What kind of virtue... It seems that I can still fall in love with them..."
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