As a grandson, I couldn't shed a single tear. The huge grief held back the tears in my eyes. I felt uncomfortable but couldn't express it. Whenever this happens, it is the time for the onlookers to sh

As a grandson, I couldn't shed a single tear. The huge grief held back the tears in my eyes. I felt uncomfortable but couldn't express it. Whenever this happens, it is the time for the onlookers to show their filial piety. "Look, the grandson didn't even cry. His grandfather hurt him in vain." "Look, the kneeling posture is disrespectful. Young people today are not like us, who couldn't get up after kneeling."... The voices get louder and louder, and the words become more and more unbridled. The filial sons and grandsons cannot refute, because this is a test that must be passed. Suddenly, Xiao Ming's hoarse voice rang out: "You are unfilial while you are alive, and you are fooling around when you are dead." After saying this, the whole place was silent. The powerful girl and daughter-in-law wanted to refute, but before the curse came out, they faced Xiao Ming's Eyes. Such eyes have never appeared on Xiao Ming's body, calm, calm and calm. The sharp long tongue was cut off instantly, and no more complaints could be made. After the funeral is over, it is the old custom to reward relatives and friends who helped. The courtesy is not heavy, just two bottles of wine and one cigarette per person. When it was Xiao Ming's turn, he was already addicted to tobacco and alcohol. He refused to take it. Everyone was puzzled and tried to persuade her to no avail, so they had to ask grandma to come out. Xiao Ming still didn't want it, and he pushed it and said: "Badger, badger, not pretty, not pretty." Memories of childhood flooded into my mind instantly, and my dry eyes suddenly swelled. Xiao Ming still remembers, he remembers the memories of all of us that have long since dissipated in the wind. He remembers the badger seed oil that relieves itching and pain in the cold winter. He remembers that his grandparents did not let us call him Qiao Xiao Ming. Grandma no longer insisted, rubbed her eyes, and said to us, give it to you, Grandpa Xiao Ming.

Before Xiao Ming left, he suddenly said to his grandma: "When you die, I will help you keep vigil at night." This was a cold statement, but no one scolded him. Grandma said to him: "Okay, okay." Xiao Ming picked up his stool, turned and left. Looking at his figure, I found that Xiao Ming was already hunched over and old.

From then on, when Xiao Ming helped the village celebrate weddings and weddings, he would only eat but not take anything. No one knew why. Fortunately, after people in the surrounding villages heard about it, they would invite Xiao Ming to come over whenever they had important matters, and they would definitely bring him two bottles of wine and two cigarettes when leaving. Xiao Ming would not shirk. Xiao Ming became a real village guard. When people in the village talked about him again, they all said: "Xiao Ming is actually not pretty, he has us in his heart."

A few years later, Xiao Ming went out on a field trip. On the way home, the village helper fell drunk in the snow and died. He died in the dark and quiet night, and his relatives and friends buried him hastily, as quietly as if he had never been in the world.

The village in my hometown has gradually been abandoned due to the changes of the times, leaving only the old people who are unwilling to leave and persistently light up the smoke. When everyone talks about when the village could no longer retain young people and began to decline, the old people say it seems to be the winter when Xiao Ming left.