Gu Jingxiu felt really sad when he heard what Jin Zhengtai said. He obviously had relatives, but Jin Zhengtai was now an orphan.
The paper shop's delivery truck stopped right behind their car.
"Brother, are we unloading our stuff here?"
The boss asked.
Jin Zhengtai nodded, "Let's unload the goods."
A whole small truckload of paper firecrackers was unloaded and piled into a mountain at the fork in the road at the entrance of the village.
Jin Zhengtai asked Gu Jingxiu to watch while he walked along the small path and moved things to the grave.
Gu Jingxiu squatted beside the paper fire, watching Jin Zhengtai holding the paper fire and getting down from the narrow little room.
At this time, a villager who came back from the field with a shovel came over and saw a strange girl squatting at the entrance of the village with a pile of paper fire. The villager asked, "Girl, are you visiting relatives?"
Gu Jingxiu saw a stranger and nodded politely, "Yes."
"I haven't heard of anyone's death anniversary."
No one died in the village.
Gu Jingxiu nodded politely to the other party, then looked away and stopped talking to him.
The villager carried a shovel, looked at her suspiciously, and left.
Jin Zhengtai moved the cemetery three times. On the last trip, he carried a sack of paper money and Gu Jingxiu carried two wreaths. They went down from the small cave together and entered the cemetery.
The grass on the grave was very tall and the cemetery was deserted, as if no one had ever been there, let alone taken care of it.
Jin Zhengtai buried his head and pulled out the weeds as tall as he was with his bare hands.
Visiting the grave is always a heavy thing. At this moment, at this desolate grave, Gu Jingxiu looked at Jin Zhengtai pulling weeds with his head down, and his mood became even heavier and distressed.
I feel sad for my deceased grandma, and I feel even more sad for Jin Zhengtai.
She walked over and started pulling weeds with him.
Jin Zhengtai stopped her, "Jingxiu, don't move, I'll do it myself, these grasses are too sharp, they will prick your hands."
"Go separate that sack of paper money, or it will be difficult to burn later."
Paper money is bundled up in piles and not separated into pieces, so it is difficult to burn it completely.
"good."
Gu Jingxiu responded obediently, then squatted beside the sack and distributed the paper money.
Jin Zhengtai was pulling out the weeds. As he was pulling, he finally couldn't hold back his sadness and burst into tears.
"Grandma, I'm sorry it took so long to come see you."
"You told me at that time that you would be gone and I would be the only one left in this world. You told me to work hard and live my life and never let you worry."
"Grandma, I did it. I lived a good life, became a boss, and even got married."
He looked at Gu Jingxiu and said to himself, "Look, her name is Gu Jingxiu, isn't she pretty?
I brought her to see you."
"Grandma, I'm sorry. I really missed you these past three days, but I always avoided it in my heart. I didn't want to go back here, so I kept putting it off."
"sorry."
Jin Zhengtai's voice was choked with sobs. When he said this, he suddenly pulled out a piece of weeds as tall as himself from the grave, and his emotions completely collapsed.
He cursed, "Is that person dead?
I don't even know how to pull out the weeds for you!"
Gu Jingxiu was startled by Jin Zhengtai's sudden outburst of emotion.
She hurried over and saw that Jin Zhengtai's palm had been cut by the weeds.
"Brother Jinzi, your hand is injured."
She hurriedly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and stopped the bleeding.
"It's okay. It doesn't hurt."
Jin Zhengtai smiled at her and said, "Come, let's burn some paper."
Jin Zhengtai set off a firecracker, and then he and Gu Jingxiu knelt in front of the grave and lit the paper fire that was as high as a hill.
…
In the village.
A young man with his trouser legs rolled up ran into a messy yard in a hurry.
"Uncle Jin, go check it out! Your grave is on fire!"
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