Chen Junying was a little surprised. She thought of Uncle Li who had passed away and the situation at Aunt Li's house, and felt relieved.

"There are buses to sweep the graves. There are few people who visit the graves in the winter solstice. There is one bus in the morning, which is only sent to the big parking lot. When you go to the cemetery, you have to take a bus again. At noon, everyone had dinner in the big parking lot and came back." Chen Junying answered, finding a notebook, "Well, it's eight o'clock, and there are still a few empty seats." She asked Aunt Li again, "Aunt Li, are you going to go with the community shuttle bus?"

"Well. They are all at work, so I thought I shouldn't let them take leave." Aunt Li said.

"That's right." Chen Junying nodded.

Uncle Li and Aunt Li have never taken the tomb sweeping bus organized by the neighborhood committee of the community. They worshipped the Qingming Festival on weekends and were taken by their children. They only had dinner at home at the Winter Solstice and would not go to the cemetery.

Chen Junying couldn't mention the sad things about Uncle Li's death, so she did what she said and wrote Aunt Li's name and phone number. She had already registered and we all gathered at the entrance of the community on the day of the winter solstice.

Aunt Li was satisfied, sat in the neighborhood committee for a while, chatted for a while, and then went home.

As soon as she got home, she sent a message in the family WeChat group to notify her children.

The two daughters just complained that she didn't discuss with them, so they ran to visit the grave alone, and didn't say anything else.

When Li Qinghui saw the news, he was shocked and greeted the unit. He got off work early in the afternoon and rushed home.

When Li Qinghui arrived, Aunt Li was lying on the sofa to play games. The electric heating that Li Qinghui bought for her two years ago was placed at her feet, and the orange light was lit, like a little sun.

Aunt Li heard the sound of opening the door and looked at the door in surprise, and saw Li Qinghui running in sweat.

"What did you do in the middle of winter? Why are you sweating so much? Are you imitating a young man? Going to the gym?" Aunt Li asked in surprise. She glanced at the clock in the living room, "Do you still skipped the shift to go to the gym?"

Li Qinghui's face was flushed, "I just came from the unit, the air conditioner in the car was turned on, and the down jacket was not taken off..."

He didn't feel hot all the way. As soon as Aunt Li said that, he realized that he was covered in sweat.

"You go and take a shower. The water heater is always on. You used to have shorts and cotton sweaters. I wonder if you are good at wearing it now." Aunt Li said.

Li Qinghui has no intention of taking a bath.

"Mom, are you going to visit the grave?" Li Qinghui sat down next to Aunt Li.

Aunt Li turned the electric heating and looked at Li Qinghui, "Yes. Didn't I say it in the WeChat group? I went to visit the graves in the Winter Solstice, and there was a shuttle bus in the community. I'll go with my neighbors. Don't be busy."

"Did the bus arrive?" Li Qinghui tentatively said.

"There are short buses there. Several cemeteries have short buses. When you get there, take the short buses. Some of them buy and sell cake balls, and so on." Aunt Li said.

She had never taken the grave-sweeping bus organized by the neighborhood committee before, but she was familiar with Xiao Chen, and with the aunts and aunts in the community. What was the situation of the grave-sweeping bus? She listened to them every year. When they had new tricks, they always had to talk to others for a few days after they came back. Although Aunt Li had his left ear in and his right ear out, she could always leave some impressions after listening to it for a few years.

"I'll go with them, the price is cheap. If you drive over, the fuel cost is much more expensive." Aunt Li talked about the advantages of a tomb sweeping bus.

Li Qinghui was amused and crying, "Mom, do I care about this kind of thing?"

"Then what are you coming to ask?" Aunt Li asked leisurely.

Li Qinghui was suffocated and saw Aunt Li playing games again. The birds and kittens were whispering constantly, and I couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

"Mom, I want to ask my dad." Li Qinghui took a deep breath and spoke.

"You old man is lying down. What are you asking?" Aunt Li pretended to be stupid.

Li Qinghui's anger suddenly became extinguished. He was noon alone and suddenly became depressed and pitiful.

Aunt Li passed the game and turned around and saw her son's appearance. She was so angry that she was so angry.

"I knew you, you only have you in your heart. Think about it carefully? He died, no matter what." Aunt Li said bluntly, poking Li Qinghui's head with his finger, "You are still alive and have a lot of life waiting for you. You also have a wife, sons and daughters, and grandchildren to be born... There is only the old man left in your eyes? Do you want your own life?"

"I didn't think about my dad. This is not the winter solstice..." Li Qinghui sighed with a sad expression, "He is my dad, can't I think about him yet?"

"Then you think. I didn't stop you and miss him. I can still get into your mind and delete the old man?" Aunt Li put down her hand and looked directly at Li Qinghui.

Li Qinghui's eyes dodged a little, but soon moved back and looked at Aunt Li.

Aunt Li sneered, "What's wrong? Your wings are hard, and my old lady's words are useless, right?"

"mom--"

"Don't shout. What's the use of calling your mom?" Aunt Li raised her hand and interrupted Li Qinghui's words, "I've told the old man a long time ago. At that time, your grandparents were still alive. I told him at that time, "Old man, the old lady will go sooner or later, and the son and daughter will get married sooner or later. At that time, there will be only two old men and women who depend on each other for their own lives. I'm not doing anything yet, so you're fine! You are really promising!"

"I don't want to do anything..." Li Qinghui argued.

"You still didn't think about what you are doing? When you meet with the Winter Solstice, should you invite him back during the Spring Festival, and the whole family reunites? It's spring, should you go out for a walk together? It's just right? I'm going out for a walk again during the May Day holiday, right? When Wenwen and Xixi and others are on the summer vacation, do you still have to travel together? After the tour, it's September and October, should you have to celebrate the long vacation together? I thought about it even more and meet again, right? Oh, and there is also a birthday. Your birthday, my birthday, your two sisters' birthday, everyone in the family celebrates their birthdays, do you want him to come back and take a photo together?" Aunt Li didn't fight her fingers, but she made Li Qinghui blush.

Aunt Li snorted coldly, "Human hearts are not enough, snakes swallow elephants. Li Qinghui, why didn't I see before? You are such a person? Why did I cultivate you like this?"

"Can this be the same? That's my dad!" Li Qinghui raised his voice and his eyes turned red, "That's dad... don't you want to?"

Aunt Li did not answer immediately.

At this time, if you want to change to Uncle Li, you may not be able to answer such a question.

Uncle Li contacts Aunt Li every day and often asks about his children and grandchildren's condition. He thinks so much, how can he be confident to refute Li Qinghui's words?

Aunt Li is that kind of shameless person.

She also has the ability to cry, make a fuss, and hang herself.

Aunt Li choked at this moment and slapped Li Qinghui on the shoulder, "You little brat! What do you mean? Do I want to? How long have you lived with him? When you were a child, I was still slapping with my shit and pee. Before you were born, I slept with the old man in the same bed. You went to school, you married a wife, you bought a house... Where were you at that time? Who stayed with the old man all day long? Are you or me? If it weren't for you little things, I would have gone with you. I stayed here and buried you for you, and you said it? You have no conscience! Who do you think your mother is?"

Aunt Li hit Li Qinghui a few times, but was still not satisfied, and shouted, "If it weren't for you, I'd care so much? Who am I for? Do you think this thing can be done casually? Do you understand that the Yin and Yang are separated? I stepped into the coffin with one foot, I can do anything, what about you? You haven't retired yet, you still have to go to work in the unit, you have a wife, you have a son and a daughter. Can you do whatever you want? How do you let others think of you? You knew it wasn't possible before, but it was wrong. I asked Xiao Chen to stare at me now? You want to do it randomly, and you have all drowned you! And your nephew, niece, Wen Wen and Xixi are not married yet and have no jobs. You are the uncle, you are like this? What kind of eyes will people look at our family?"

Aunt Li's words made Li Qinghui's heart sank and his mind became much clearer.

Aunt Li stared at Li Qinghui.

Li Qinghui could only bow his head.

"Mom, don't be angry." Li Qinghui whispered.

Aunt Li snorted, "I'll tell you the truth. I've never thought about selling this house and finding a remote place. No one knows us. I'll take the old man to move in. When you have time, come and have a look."

Li Qinghui was stunned.

"But that won't work." Aunt Li said strongly, "Where are people who should stay, and where ghosts have ghosts should stay. Everyone should do whatever they want. This society must not be messed up. Just say that if you let you retire at the age of 65, you will be yelling and injustice. If you die, you will have to work and you will not rebel? And we old men and women, the retirement wages are higher than you. If we don't die or make room for us, what should you do? You are finished, can we be well?"

Aunt Li was very polite.

In fact, Uncle Li may live until he is old and work until he is old, and she is definitely not so enlightened.

In Aunt Li's opinion, after a person dies, don't worry about anything, that is the right way. When you are alive, you have been tired all your life. Do you still have peace after dying? What's the point of being a human being?

Uncle Li also knew his wife's thoughts, so he had already planned to go to Fengdu together when Aunt Li passed away. In Fengdu, in addition to having no mobile phone or Internet, they could also find old brothers and sisters from the past, and they would not be able to adapt, but would not be lonely.

They will also miss their children, but they know that their children will live a good life with their own lives. They can stay in Fengdu with peace of mind.

Li Qinghui didn't know these things, but he was dizzy and could not refute it by Aunt Li's big reason.

He looked at Aunt Li and could only sigh, "Mom, I know, I understand."

"You must learn to let go, too." Aunt Li slowed down her tone, "You, you were good at looking at anything, but who knew you were so careless."

"Is this a silence?" Li Qinghui was so amused and crying, "I...I have no father..."

"Your grandparents, grandparents and the others have passed away, and you have not experienced it before," said Aunt Li.

"That's different." Li Qinghui shook his head.

Li Qinghui couldn't tell what was different.

Is it because I'm not intimate enough after a lifetime?

Or was it because he was still young at that time, and Uncle Li and Aunt Li were even more sad than him?

He thought about it and found that he could not think of the answer to this question.

"Then you have to adapt. You are still long. I'm not good at it. What if your wife takes one step ahead of you? What if you give a white-haired person a black-haired person?" Aunt Li said coldly.

Li Qinghui was silent.

"You must have to send me away. At that time, you are the eldest brother and the pillar in the family. Although your two sisters are not young, with husbands and children, you, the eldest brother, must still take care of them. Ah Hui, your mother cannot take care of you for the rest of your life." Aunt Li said softly, "Your dad is gone, you still have me now, but sooner or later, I will leave. You, you must start this family early."

Li Qinghui, who is over fifty years old, looked at Aunt Li.

Aunt Li naturally looks much older than him.

He also knew a long time ago that his parents were old and he had to take on the responsibility of supporting and taking care of them.

He always thought that he had done well for so many years.

He thought he had already taken over the house.

It turns out that he is just a child under his parents.

He is still acting coquettishly with his elderly mother.

Li Qinghui grabbed Aunt Li's hand, but did not answer, but lowered his head.

Aunt Li did not touch her son's head, but patted the back of his hand.

Neither mother nor son spoke for a while.

Aunt Li's cell phone rang.

She glanced at the prompt of the WeChat message, her eyelids twitched, and she hurriedly picked up her phone.

Like many young people nowadays, she will change the name of the contact person. Uncle Li's name was changed to a pseudonym that no one of her children would have imagined. She also changed the WeChat prompt, reminding Uncle Li to change his avatar to ensure that their connection will not be suspected.

Even for Li Yun, she also changed her name.

These arrangements are effective.
To be continued...