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Chapter 27 Final Chapter

From autumn to winter, heavy snow fell from the leaden sky.

Luo Mai came in from outside with a full shopping bag, and stuffed a snowball into Lin Haotian's neck.

Lin Haotian only wore a sweater, and the cold snowball slid down his soft back to his waist.Lin Haotian uttered a short cry, and took out a half-melted snowball from his waist to paste it on Luo Mai's face, but Luo Mai quickly dodged it.

Luo Mai raised the big bag in his hand.

"Cook hot pot tonight."

Lin Haotian nodded, then took out a card and wrote it with a marker.

"Did you drive there?"

Show it to Romeo.

"Well, there is no taxi on the road."

Lin Haotian bowed his head and wrote again, "You don't have a driver's license yet!!!"

He was very angry, so he wrote heavily, followed by three exclamation points.

Luo Mai said innocently, "It's fine if I don't get caught by the traffic police. Besides, my driving skills are very good, so don't worry!"

Lin Haotian's mother-in-law is careful, since Luo Jian's car accident, he has rarely left the door, let alone let him understand that a minor is driving without a license on the snowy road.

"Take care of yourself!!!"

Luo Mai stuffed the shopping bag into his hand and pushed him towards the refrigerator, "Okay, okay, I won't do it next time! Put the sliced ​​meat and vegetables into the refrigerator quickly! The room is going to heat up!"

Today is Luo Mai's birthday, and it is also the memorial day of Luo Mai's mother.Luo Mai doesn't have much affection for his mother, probably because Luo Jian takes good care of her.Luo Jian lay down suddenly, and Lin Haotian was taking care of him. Even during the quarrel with Luo Jian, his grandparents were considerate to him. He never lacked love, so he didn't have much obsession with his mother.

"Xiao Jiang said he would come here and take us to the cemetery."

While Lin Haotian nodded, he also waved to Luo Mai, pointing to Luo Jian who was leaning on the bay window, meaning to come over and give Luo Jian a hand to lie flat on his back. Leaning against the bay window for too long would make him uncomfortable.

Luo Mai took a sip of Coca-Cola to moisten his throat, and then went over with Lin Haotian to put Luo Jian down.

Lin Haotian tucked the quilt for Luo Jian who was lying quietly, and after getting up, he kissed him on the bridge of the nose very naturally, Luo Mai was not surprised by this.

Outside the iron gate, Xiao Jiang honked the horn.

Luo Mai yelled at him, "Ours has to go, we won't get bored when we come back."

Lin Haotian made a gesture of understanding, pulled down half the shutter of the bay window, carefully checked the water, electricity and gas at home, changed his clothes and went out with Luo Mai.

Burning paper is not allowed in civilized tomb sweeping.

Luo Mai didn't want to be civilized this year, so he bought a whole stack of fire paper from the fire paper store on Wholesale Street, cleared an open space in front of the tombstone, lit it with a lighter and burned it slowly.

Luo Mai didn't know any other gods except the God of Wealth, so he had to burn paper to his mother and asked him to bless his ex-husband.

Luo Mai squatted down and flicked the burning paper with a stick of fire, thinking in his mouth.

"Mom, if you still miss your son, tell your ex-husband not to sleep anymore. If he gets lost in the yin and yang realms, please push him to the yang realm. If he doesn't want to come back you Just give him a kick, he has so many things to do here, your son can't handle it by himself."

After Luo Mai finished speaking, he bit open the dry red cork and poured the dark wine into the ashes of the fire paper.

"Grandma said this is your favorite dry red, so I sent it to you. Mom, you should live well over there."

Luo Mai took off his hat and kowtowed three times to his mother in the snow.

Lin Haotian put a bouquet of lilies in front of the tombstone and bowed deeply.

The guards of the cemetery rushed up from the foot of the mountain with red faces, and shouted from afar: "Hey! Who told you to burn paper! Fine!"

Luo Mai dragged Lin Haotian away from the other side.

On the way back, Luo Mai asked Lin Haotian whether it would work or not. This kind of ceremony of going to the grave for offering sacrifices to the sun was learned from Lin Haotian, and this is the way to go in the countryside.

"I don't know, but the older generation said that the ancestors will hear."

Luo Mai knew it was psychological comfort.

There are always many contradictions in the theory of Chinese ghosts and gods.Said to drink Mengpo soup to cross the Naihe Bridge, forgetting about the past and reincarnated, then who burned the paper man and paper money during the sacrifice?

Luo Mai thinks that if his mother really received his message, the only explanation is that she hasn't been reincarnated yet.

Luo Mai put his hands behind his head, relaxed and leaned on the seat, looked at the vast snow outside the window, and said softly.

"I wish it was true."

In the evening, Lin Haotian fried the hot pot base and cooked the broth.Pull out the induction cooker to cook hot pot on the dining table.

Luo Mai thinks that the bottom of the pot made by Lin Haotian is tasteless, so he adds spicy millet to the dipping sauce, and the whole person will feel good after eating it in his mouth. Luo Jian on the Internet.

"You might as well put my dad on the dining table and eat together."

Lin Haotian sullenly lifted his bowl with chopsticks.

Luo Mai retreated holding the bowl, "What I said is true."

Lin Haotian knocked him on the head, and Luo Mai hid, "Don't hit him, I was wrong."

Only then did Lin Haotian stop.

Luo Mai dipped the lettuce into the sauce, and discussed with Lin Haotian while eating, "Heizi is old, I took him to the doctor the day before yesterday, and the doctor said he was leaving soon."

Lin Haotian paused with his chopsticks.

Luo Mai looked in the direction of the garage, where Heizi's kennel was. He and Lin Haotian laid thick quilts for Heizi's kennel before the snow fell.Heizi just rubbed against them, crawled in slowly, with his back to them, curled up in a lonely ball.

"It's hard to survive the New Year's Eve, he's very old."

I don't know the taste of a hot pot meal.

It has been snowing for a week, and the snow on the side of the road has not yet melted, and another heavy snow has come.The news said that the heavy snow had affected some traffic lines, and a large number of passengers were stranded at the station and airport, much like the Spring Festival when he and Luo Jian were stranded at the airport three years ago.Lin Haotian stood and watched the news, then tuned to CCTV.At seven o'clock, Ouyang Xiadan and a male host were already exploring behind the scenes of the Spring Festival Gala. Today is New Year's Eve, the only day in a year when the news network is off the air.

Luo Mai was frantically kneading noodles in the kitchen, and the family wanted dumplings.

Luo Mai was covered in flour and was very annoyed, "Why do you have to knead the dough? Can't you just buy processed dumpling wrappers?"

Lin Haotian pushed him away and made a gesture to beat him with a rolling pin, so Luo Mai took a step back and obediently moved out of the way.Lin Haotian added water and flour to the rotten dough mixed by Luo Mai, kneaded it over and over again, and the dough took shape.

Lin Haotian washed his hands and wrote a few words on the cardboard.

"A sense of ceremony."

For this sense of ritual, Luo Mai had to squat by the trash can and pick green onions for Lin Haotian.

"Brother Xiaotian, my mother gave me a dream recently."

Lin Haotian listened, pointed to his ear, and motioned for him to continue.

"Mom said that he kicked Luo Jian back to us, and told me that Luo Jian didn't want to come back, but because the fog over there was so heavy that he couldn't find his way back."

"My mother told me in a river. She was standing on a boat, surrounded by fog. It was the first time I saw her."

Lin Haotian gestured a few times.

"I'm here to draw her, together with the misty river, I'll show you when I finish coloring."

Lin Haotian nodded to him.

Fireworks are prohibited in the city, because the migrant workers return home, the roads are empty, and it is quieter than usual outside.The couplets of every household are pasted in the corridors. From the outside, it is still a dusty dense residential building, and it is hard to see how lively the Chinese New Year is.

It was also the first time for the two of them to realize that the Chinese New Year was actually so deserted.

"Why is there no new year flavor?" Luo Mai couldn't help but said.

Lin Haotian happened to have dinner ready, so he wrote to him, "The Chinese New Year in the countryside is still very lively. The houses lined with big red couplets are very bright. The firecrackers never stop from dusk to night. Standing in the yard, you can see the fireworks exploding in the sky. Overhead, by the way, before the Lantern Festival in the city, there will be collective fireworks, like the Milky Way flowing backwards, it is very beautiful, and Mr. Luo even showed me."

Luo Mai soured him, "Luo Jian took you to see the fireworks? He didn't even take me there."

Lin Haotian laughed silently, and wrote to him, "That firework is the last year allowed to be displayed."

"No more shows!"

"Stop making trouble. I'm going to feed Heizi. You clear the table and serve all the food. In addition, push Mr. Luo over."

In the last sentence, Lin Haotian scratched him again, and wrote again, "You don't move, wait for me."

Luo Mai spread his hands, indicating that you can say whatever you want, so I have no choice but to lose my temper.

Heizi slept in the kennel in the yard earlier, but as he got older and didn't like to move anymore, Lin Haotian and Luo Mai put him in the garage, and he was rarely seen in the yard anymore.

At this time, Lin Haotian was squatting in front of his kennel, and Heizi was still curled up in the kennel with his back facing them, the same as when he came to see him during the day.The soup in the rice bowl was cold, and he didn't seem to be moving. Lin Haotian went to touch his back, his hands were wet, and Heizi walked through the snow.

Lin Haotian poured out the cold broth before, and poured the new hot broth into the rice bowl.The smell aroused his reaction, he raised his head wearily, and put it down weakly.

Lin Haotian looked at its aging appearance and wanted to cry.

Lin Haotian went to stroke his head and neck, he couldn't speak all the time, so he didn't even have the ability to call him.Heizi rubbed against the palm of his hand, understood what he meant, stood up vigorously, and slowly crawled out of the kennel.

Lin Haotian brought the rice bowl up to its nose, it smelled it, and turned its head away again.It can't eat anymore.

It was still snowing outside, and Heizi took two steps forward, as if he wanted to go out, but then he retreated to Lin Haotian's legs, and slowly squatted down on his hind legs.Its breathing is heavy, like a bellows, but it is getting slower and slower.Lin Haotian hugged its neck, tears fell on it, Heizi finally rubbed his side face gently, and slowly closed his eyes.

The warm, furry body gradually loses its temperature and becomes stiff...

I don't know who set off a firework in violation of the regulations. In the hazy night sky, a beam of light pulled its tail upwards, and then the light spots exploded.

Luo Mai yelled loudly in the room and kicked over the table.

"Lin Haotian! Come here!! Come here!! Luo Jian moved!"

Lin Haotian hurriedly let go of the sunspots and rushed into the door.

Luo Jian was put on the sofa all the time, Luo Mai cleaned up the dining table and went to see Luo Jian.The light in the living room was not turned to the highest position. Luo Mai saw that Luo Jian's eyelids seemed to be moving, and thought it was his own eyesight. Then he felt something on his leg scratching him, but found that it was Luo Jian's index finger that was moving.

Lin Haotian rushed into the room, pushed Luo Mai away, and squeezed Luo Jian's hand, the index finger was really moving.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Pushed by him on the sofa, Luo Mai almost lost his waist. He fumbled for the remote control with difficulty and adjusted the ceiling lamp to the brightest setting.

Under the light, Luo Jian's eyelids were shaking vigorously, like a butterfly flapping its wings when it was dying.

He had a long dream, in which there were only endless rivers and thick milky white fog. He had been searching in this river, but he still couldn't find his way home.Until he met his late wife, his temper was still hot, and he kicked him ashore.

The trembling eyelids slowly opened, and the consciousness came back together, and the only movable index finger tightly hooked both hands.

His eyes became clearer and clearer, his lover's throat was trembling unbelievably, and tears were dripping in his eyes.

Luo Jian tried his best to listen, only to hear clearly that he kept repeating one word, "Luo..."

Finish

The author has something to say:

Alright, we can talk about the rest, the extra episode must be sweet.

Thank you, Sweetie Bunny, Strawberry Shortcake.

Chirp.

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