Aunt Li has three sisters, and the names of the three sisters are all Shu, Heng, and virtuous. Although they are tacky, they are still serious girls. And their names cannot be said to be tacky at that time. When they were their third child, they were still daughters. Aunt Li's father couldn't sit still and gave Aunt Li such a straightforward name.

Aunt Li often envies Uncle Li's name for being simple and nice. If you want to explain it, you can also express a set of meanings. She just changed her name once, but the name is still vulgar and does not conform to Aunt Li's fashion concept of keeping up with trends. Of course, if it was just like this, Aunt Li would not be upset. She doesn't like to mention this, because her father was thinking about it until his death.

When the old man died, Aunt Li was also old. When he got old, his name would not be kept on his lips. For example, Sister Li, Aunt Li, Aunt Li, Aunt Li... Such titles replaced the name Li Landi. Apart from doing serious business, no one would call him directly.

Compared with Aunt Li, Uncle Li didn't even mention his surname. This is all because he didn't often walk outside when he got old and just stayed in the community. Aunt Li was more active than him and more people knew. When people saw him, the first thing they thought of was "Oh, this is Aunt Li's husband", and then they called him "Uncle Li".

But a name is a name after all, a symbol that will follow people for a lifetime.

Judging from traditional concepts, names are closely related to people's destiny.

When Aunt Li thought of this, she sighed: "So, this is all life. I happened to meet it and save it..."

The Li family's feelings about the name ended with Aunt Li's sigh and came to an end.

After all, Uncle Li's death is a sad thing. Even if he died peacefully in his sleep, it would not make his family happy. Moreover, his death was not so peaceful.

Aunt Li didn't even notice it. In fact, when she heard Li Yun's name, she felt relieved. It was like receiving a call and she knew that Uncle Li had a car accident to save people. As she said to Li Yun and her children and grandchildren, dying to death to save people is always more meaningful. An 80-year-old man could probably feel relieved to leave the world in this way. In addition, combining the same name to make this matter more "destined" and Uncle Li's death becomes easier for her to accept.

Aunt Li burned paper money for Uncle Li for a while, and then her children persuaded her to go to bed.

Before the first seventh period, there was someone at home who would keep his soul guarding for Uncle Li, and to ensure that the incense was in full bloom and paper money was constant.

Tomorrow, there will be monks invited from the funeral shop to chant scriptures to Uncle Li.

Their family does not believe in Buddhism, but at this time, finding someone to recite scriptures and save others will be a kind of comfort to the family of the deceased.

After Aunt Li finished washing up, she lay down on the half-empty bed.

The sons, daughters and granddaughters are all back.

Outside the half-closed door, you can hear the conversation between grandson and grandson. They are the two of them vigil tonight.

The light and slight voices in the living room all made Aunt Li feel at ease.

She fell asleep quickly and woke up suddenly without warning.

She didn't know how long she had slept.

It seems that it didn't take long, just a blink of an eye.

There was a lot of noise outside, as if someone was rummaging through the cabinet and looking for something.

And music...

Where does the music come from?

Aunt Li instinctively reached out her hand. She touched the empty half of the bed.

When she encountered such a thing, she would wake up Uncle Li and ask Uncle Li to see it.

Aunt Li sat up, lifted the quilt, grabbed a piece of clothing beside the bed, put it on, swayed on the ground, looking for slippers everywhere. She was all intent, and she was still calling her grandson and grandson, "What are you doing?"

Slippers were found.

Aunt Li got out of bed, opened the door, and saw two people busy in the living room.

"I'm looking for a cell phone. Grandma, listen, is it the sound of a cell phone? Is it my grandfather's cell phone?" asked grandma.

Aunt Li shook her head, "His cell phone is not this ringtone. Whose phone has not taken away? Call this point..." She muttered and looked at the clock on the wall.

It's past eleven o'clock, not too late.

"Grandma, go to bed. We'll just look for it."

Aunt Li stood at the door of the room and looked at it, nodding. She turned around and prepared to go back to the room, but her steps stopped.

As if he felt something, Aunt Li turned her head and looked at the photo of her husband.

Uncle Li in the black and white photo has no change, no words, and no blinking.

Aunt Li just looked at it, as if she had seen something important.

She raised her hand and called out to her headless flies and grandson.

"It's the old man's urn."

Just in front of the photo, the urn was quietly placed.

The two big men froze.

The room became very quiet, the music was quiet and a little dull, it was indeed coming from that direction, and it was locked in something.

Aunt Li didn't go to see the two frightened younger generations, but took two steps at once and stood in front of the photo.

The clothes she draped on her shoulders slid to the ground, and she didn't feel cold.

Aunt Li couldn't tell what she was feeling now.

She actually thought nothing in her mind.

She opened her husband's urn like this.

The box was also sealed and opened easily.

Gray powder spread in a box.

The music became louder.

Aunt Li threw the lid aside and suddenly put her hand into the ashes.

"grandmother!"

"grandmother!"

The grandson and grandson blurted out and shouted.

Aunt Li has already pulled out her hand.

She held a cell phone in her hand.

The mobile phone is OPPO.

Aunt Li knew that this mobile phone was good to take pictures.

She didn't think about who the phone was, but just blew off the ashes stained on the screen in a hurry.

On the illuminated screen, the caller ID is a string of numbers.

Aunt Li couldn't recite Uncle Li's cell phone number, but when she looked at the string of numbers, she knew it was the call from Uncle Li. She pressed the answer button directly, held her breath, and carefully prepared to shout "Old man".

Her eyes were filled with tears without realizing it.

"Mmmmm--"

"Brother, what should I do?"

"What can I do? Tie the person first."

"Don't you just kill me?"

"Mmmmm!"

"I'll kill you later. It's rare to meet a woman. Hehe...you go and find out if there is any tape or cloth head..."

On the other end of the phone, footsteps sounded.

Aunt Li was stunned.

When the grandson heard this conversation, the grandson was also stunned.

Aunt Li covered her cell phone, turned her head, winked at her grandson and grandson, and whispered: "Call the police! Call the police!!"

The two of them hurriedly took out their cell phones.

"grandmother……"

"Hurry up! Don't talk nonsense! Speak quietly!" Aunt Li said nervously. She moved her hand away and hid the call interface in the background.

Other functions of the phone need to be unlocked before they can be used.

Aunt Li tossed and looked at her phone, pressing her fingers at the bottom of the screen.

The phone was unlocked.

Before Aunt Li could do it, a WeChat message was sent.

That was the news of the applicant's friend. The applicant's name said "Li Yun". The avatar was Uncle Li who looked at the expression of research. It was the avatar photo he took after studying selfies.
Chapter completed!