The rain keeps falling, the wind blows, the sky is gloomy, the rain pours, and we are heartbroken.
The roads in the village are not like cement floors everywhere in the city. The roads in the village are all dirt. When it rains, the roads all turn into mud and are filled with potholes.
We walked in the mud, soaked in the rain, and walked slowly.
Ergouzi and Xiaoxiu clung to my left and right sides. I took a step forward, and they followed me and followed my steps.
I feel like there is a stone, and the silence is blocked in my heart. The pain of silence is the most uncomfortable.
Walking in front of us was an old man from the village, and we were led by him. He was an experienced old man when it came to funerals. As long as there was a death in our village, he would handle all the funerals.
Behind us, there were four strong men carrying the coffin. Their upper bodies were naked, and their arms were only wrapped in white cloth. Their thick and hard muscles were sharply angular. Under their bronzed skin, their veins spread like an ivy.
They carried a small coffin. In the coffin, I placed several bags of Zhang Miaomiao's favorite White Rabbit toffees.
My mother did not come with me. She said that according to custom, as a woman, she must stay at home.
No matter how long the road is, it has an end. We finally entered the graveyard in the village. Walking in front of the graveyard in our village, we felt like we were in heaven and on earth.
The graves were raised like hills. Weeds grew wildly around the graves. There were weeds everywhere. Pine trees were planted in disorder, and their branches stretched wantonly.
After walking a few steps further, we stopped in front of a new tomb. It couldn't be said to be a tomb, it could only be said to be a pit, a rectangular pit with some water in it and surrounded by excavated soil.
The elderly man in the village lit the fire paper in the rain and threw it into the pit. Then he closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.
Gray hair, wrinkled skin, thin figure.
He has a rather fairy-like demeanor, which makes people feel a sense of respect.
After mumbling for a while, he finally opened his eyes and walked to the four people carrying the coffin. He hunched over and carefully and attentively spread a piece of white cloth on the grass, and asked them to gently place the coffin on the white cloth.
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The coffin was finally placed on the white cloth. The old man walked up to me again and said softly, "Xiao Liang, the coffin is about to be opened. You are ready to put the urn in the coffin and let the little girl be laid to rest in a while."
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As soon as I heard this, I kept shaking my head, hugging the urn tightly, and pressed my chin against the urn.
The old man sighed and said, "Xiao Liang, don't waste time. If you miss the auspicious time, you will be disrespectful to the deceased."
Ergouzi also whimpered and said, "Liangzi, let sister Miaomiao be buried as soon as possible."
Xiaoxiu also advised, "Yes, Liangzi, it would be really bad if you miss the auspicious time."
In the end, I couldn't stand their persuasion and nodded reluctantly.
I came to the coffin. Two strong men pulled a piece of white cloth as high as an umbrella to block the rain from entering the coffin. The coffin opened slowly. I knelt down and slowly placed Zhang Miaomiao's ashes in the urn.
Into the coffin.
The moment the coffin lid was closed, my whole body collapsed like a hill. I suddenly fell into the mud. Xiaoxiu and Ergouzi came over with tears in their eyes and helped me up.
The four strong men lifted the coffin again, walked to the rectangular pit, and slowly lowered the coffin.
"Bury, bury." followed by the old man's bell-like roar.
The four strong men picked up the shovels placed on the ground and put soil into the pit one shovel at a time.
Their movements were so skillful and graceful, and they remained silent without saying a word.
Gradually, the coffin was buried with soil.
For a moment, I suddenly couldn't bear to lose Zhang Miaomiao like this. I didn't know where I got the strength. I broke free from the support of Ergouzi and Xiaoxiu, and almost rolled to the grave.
I scraped the soil with my hands, and with tears in my eyes, I shouted miserably, "Miaomiao, Miaomiao, wake up quickly. Brother Liang doesn't want to lose you. I don't want to lose you. Brother Liang is wrong, Liang."
Brother, I'm sorry for you. Brother Liang will never ignore you again."
I was clawing at the dirt like crazy, tears had already blocked my sight, and I was just pulling at it mechanically with my hands.
I was finally pulled over by Ergouzi and Xiaoxiu. They kept patting my back and comforting me.
Only then did I feel the pain in my hands and the weakness all over my body.
I lay on the grass and looked up at the sky. The rain shot down like arrows, falling on me and around me.
Thinking about it, I feel very ironic. Even if I open the coffin, what will happen? Zhang Miaomiao has already passed away, and there is nothing more than a pile of white ash in the coffin.
My heart really hurts.
Goodbye! Zhang Miaomiao! Goodbye! My dearest sister Miaomiao!
You are inside the tomb, and I am outside the tomb. A lonely chasm lies between you and me.
Since then, a new tomb has been added to the pile of ancestral graves in our family. It belongs to Zhang Miaomiao. Her tomb is as small and exquisite as hers.
And for a long time to come, whenever I encountered something painful, I would go to Zhang Miaomiao's grave to complain and lament.