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Fengxia and Youqing were buried together. Then the snow stopped, the sun shone down from the sky, and the northwest wind blew more fiercely, whirring, almost covering the sound of the leaves. After burying Fengxia, Erxi and I stood there with hoes and shovels in our arms. The wind blew us so hard that we could hardly stand. The ground was covered with snow, which made my eyes hurt in the sunshine. There was no snow on Fengxia's grave. Looking at the wet soil, neither Erxi nor I could lift our feet and walk away. Erxi pointed to a vacant lot next to him and said: "Dad, I'm dead and buried here." I sighed and said to Erxi: "Leave this to me, and I'll die before you anyway." After burying Fengxia, the child can be taken out of the hospital. Erxi walked more than ten miles to my house with his son in his arms and put the child on the bed. When the child opened his eyes, he frowned and glanced at them, not knowing what he was looking at. Looking at the child like this, Erxi and I both smiled. Jiazhen didn't smile at all. She fixed her eyes on the child and put her fingers on his face. Jiazhen's expression at the beginning was exactly the same as that of the dead Fengxia. I had butterflies in my stomach at that time. Jiazhen's appearance frightened me. I don't know what happened to Jiazhen. Later, Erxi raised his face, and as soon as he saw Jiazhen, he stopped laughing and stood there with his arms hanging down, not knowing what to do. After a long time,smart board whiteboard, Erxi whispered to me: "Father, give the child a name." Jiazhen spoke then, and her voice rustled: "If the child is born without a mother, let's call him the bitter root." Less than three months after Fengxia's death, Jiazhen also died. In the days before Jiazhen died, he often said to me: "Fugui,smart interactive whiteboard, Youqing, Fengxia was buried by you. I was relieved to think that you would bury me with your own hands." She was relieved to know that she was going to die. At that time, she had no strength to sit up. She was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her ears were still very smart. When I came home from work and opened the door, she would open her eyes and move her mouth. I knew she was talking to me. She was very talkative in those days. I sat on the bed and put my face down to listen to her. Her voice was as light as a heartbeat. Man, no matter how much he suffered when he was alive, he would think of a way to comfort himself when he was dying. Jiazhen also figured it out at that time. She said to me again and again: "This life is almost over, you are so good to me, I am also satisfied, I gave birth to a pair of children for you, but also to repay you, we will live together in the next life." When Jiazhen said that she would be my woman in her next life, my tears fell out and fell on her face. Her eyes blinked twice and she smiled. She said: "Fengxia and Youqing both died ahead of me, and I'm determined. I don't have to worry about them any more. I'm a mother anyway. My two children are filial to me when they're alive. I should be satisfied that I can do this." She said to me, smart boards for conference rooms ,65 inch touch screen, "You still have to live well. There are Kugen and Erxi. Erxi is actually his own son. When Kugen grows up, he will be as good to you as Youqing. He will be filial to you." Jiazhen died at noon. When I came home from work, she opened her eyes. I didn't hear her speak, so I went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of porridge for her. When I took the porridge and sat down in front of the bed, Jiazhen, with her eyes closed, suddenly pinched my hand. I didn't expect that she would have so much strength. I was surprised and quietly pulled it out. I couldn't pull it out. I quickly put the porridge on a stool and touched her forehead with my hand. It was still warm, and I was relieved. Jiazhen seemed to be asleep, her face looked quiet, and she did not feel uncomfortable at all. But after a while, Jiazhen pinched my hand and it was cold. I went to touch her arm. Her arm was cold one by one. At that time, her legs were also cold. Her whole body was cold. Only her chest was warm. My hand was on Jiazhen's chest. The heat in her chest seemed to leak out from my fingers bit by bit. She pinched my hand and then let go and collapsed on my arm. Jiazhen died a good death. Fugui said. At that time, the afternoon was about to pass, and the people working in the fields began to walk up the ridge in twos and threes. The sun hung in the western sky, no longer so dazzling, but turned into a red wheel, painted on a red shining cloud. Fu Gui looked at me with a smile, and the setting sun shone on his face, looking particularly energetic. He said "Jiazhen died very well. She died safely and cleanly. There was no right or wrong left after her death. Unlike some women in the village, there were still people gossiping after she died." The old man sitting opposite me talked about his wife who died more than ten years ago in such a tone that I felt an unspeakable warmth in my heart, like a piece of grass swaying in the wind, and I saw the tranquility fluctuating in the distance. After the people around left, the fields showed a stretching posture, looking so vast, boundless, shining like water in the sunset. Fugui put his hands on his legs and squinted at me. He had no intention of standing up. I knew his story was not over yet. I thought I'd let him finish everything before he stood up. I asked: "How big is the bitter root now?" There was a wonderful look in Fugui's eyes, and I couldn't tell whether it was sad or happy. His eyes drifted over my hair, looked into the distance, and then said: "Kugen would be seventeen years old this year." After the death of Jiazhen, I only have Erxi and Kugen. Erxi paid someone to make a backpack, and the bitter root was on his father's back all day. Erxi was even more tired when he worked. He did the carrying work, pulled a truck full of goods, and had to carry the bitter root on his back. He was almost out of breath. He was also carrying a package stuffed with bitter diapers. Sometimes the weather was gloomy, the diapers were not dry, and they were not changed, so he had to tie three bamboo poles to the cart, two vertical and one horizontal, with diapers hanging on them. People in the city laughed at him when they saw him, and the partners who worked with Erxi all knew that he was suffering, and when they saw someone laughing at Erxi,touch screen interactive whiteboard, they scolded him: "Are you ***ing laughing again?"? Laugh again and you'll cry. As soon as Kugen cried in his back pocket, Erxi knew whether he was hungry or urinating when he heard the cry. He said to me: "A long cry is hungry, and a short cry is uncomfortable in the buttocks." 。 hsdsmartboard.com