On March 20th of the lunar calendar in 2020, I went to attend the funeral.

My grandma passed away very suddenly, and she had called me by my name two days ago. I was very happy at the time, because when she came back this year, she only remembered the names of my mother, my brother-in-law, and my aunt.

When I was a child, I didn’t really like my grandmother because she got sick when my mother was very young and was a little mentally abnormal. So I would dislike her because she was abnormal, but she really didn’t like my sister and me.

By the way, it only happens occasionally and disappears without a trace.

Later, when I grew up and understood how good she was to me, I would not tell my mother to come back early and not stay there for lunch when she went back to her parents' house! Because I don't like to stay at other people's homes.

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But my mother could no longer go to my grandma’s house to help her dry the quilt and wash the sheets and stay all day.

I still remember the scene when my mother was washing the sheets and I was playing with mud behind her. The smell of washing powder was great and the mud was fun, but we can never go back to the past.

That early morning, I was getting dressed. Before I finished getting dressed, I heard my mother exclaiming, and then my father told her not to worry. I knew what had happened at that time, and a second ago my sister ran upstairs and asked her to answer the phone.

We were still joking about whether uncle came to invite us to go to the street together!

We never know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. A few years ago, I used this sentence as a personal signature, but it was only that day that I truly understood the tragedy of this sentence.

So my parents went to my grandma's house by bike, my sister went out for something, and I was left at home.

But I have to eat, I have to take care of myself, and I can't let my parents worry about me when they are sad.

Although I didn't eat a grain of rice all day, I ate snacks and it filled my stomach.

At that time, I was in the minority who was sad, and I was probably more surprised. My parents didn’t tell me what happened before we went out, but I just knew it.

My sister was busy until the evening when she came back, and I spent the whole day alone at home. I walked from upstairs to downstairs, from the room to the bathroom, and I seemed to be quite sad.

Because I went out to work when I was growing up, I only came back once a year during the Chinese New Year. I could only see my grandma during the New Year greetings, and she was sometimes not at home. This year is special, as she stayed at home without paying New Year greetings. So I only had time in early April.

I went to my grandma’s house for the Qingming Festival, which was the last time I saw my grandma.

I didn't fall asleep that night, and I couldn't help but think of my grandmother. I don't know what kind of mentality I had in thinking about her, but I did not fall asleep until the next day.

The next morning, my dad came back. I said a few words to him while I was getting ready to brush my teeth. His voice was very hoarse as he had not slept all night. My eyes hurt at the time, so I responded casually.

He glanced at me at that time, why? Because my voice was as hoarse as his. Maybe he thought I had cried all night, but I didn't.

Later, when my sister and I went to kowtow at my grandma's house, I saw my grandma lying in an ice coffin, no different from when she was asleep. I felt a little sad, thinking of the conversation I had with my mother a few years ago -

At that time, I was helping my mother clean up her address book. I told her a name and she said to delete it or keep it. After I deleted them all, I gave them to her to check, and she saw my grandpa’s phone number...

"This number is no longer available. Please delete it for me."

"Mom, isn't this bad?"

"Eucalyptus, mom no longer has a father. Delete it..."

After hearing this, I quickly deleted the number, but I didn’t know how my mother felt when she said that. But that sentence has always been in my mind, and it left a deep impression.

I have always felt that my grandma was by my side these past few nights, but she was not there last night. Maybe her soul was completely separated from us...

I could really feel that this person was disappearing from me little by little. I was probably in a daze.

During the epidemic, funerals cannot be held in a big way. I followed them for a short distance and thought it would be a big one. Unexpectedly, I visited those houses and was buried.

My mother cried from the beginning to the end, retching several times in the middle. My aunt was also crying and complaining! Everyone's eyes were red.

I think about the time when my grandpa put the nails in the coffin. Why do people die? It is too painful for the living...

We don’t know which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident, so we have to live well today. Don’t wait until you lose it before you know how to cherish it...

Maybe it's because my cultivation level is not high enough to make them smile on the outside even though they are sad deep down.

Sadness is sad, even if you force me to laugh, I won’t be able to laugh.

Everyone thinks that I talk less and is withdrawn. Then I mean that I talk less, and then I am withdrawn.

Grandma, have a good trip.
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