ordinary human life

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The old lady was taken aback when she heard the words, and then heaved a long sigh.

Then he pulled his son out of the kitchen door.

The old lady walked very slowly, and Song Xinde followed behind.

Just like when he was a child, every time he played wildly in the village, and then when he was eating at noon, he was found and dragged home by his mother.

The old lady dragged Song Xinde to He Sihai, tremblingly wanting to kneel down for He Sihai.

"useless."

How could He Sihai let her kneel down for him, so he hurriedly stopped her.

"Thank you, Lord Immortal, for helping my son fulfill his wish, thank you, thank you..."

Seeing that she couldn't kneel down, the old lady kept bowing to He Sihai.

At this moment, everyone smelled a burning smell.

"It's broken, there's still fire in the stove." The old lady hurried to the kitchen, and Song Xinde followed in to help.

The dishes in the pot were all burnt and could not be eaten.

The old lady turned off the fire, and Song Xinde helped clean the pot.

"Go and have a chat with Master Immortal, how bad is it to leave the Immortal outside?"

"Mom, my wish is to come back to accompany you, to chat with you, the gods don't want me to accompany you." Song Xinde said.

The old lady smiled happily, revealing a mouth full of missing teeth.

"Mom, the dentures I gave you before are still working?"

"It's easy to use, but where did you put it for me? I can't find it. I'm old and have a bad memory."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll buy it for you again."

"What a waste of money, wouldn't I be able to eat without it?"

"Hey, mom, you should eat less pickles. Eating too much is bad for your health."

"Nonsense, I have eaten for a lifetime, and my health is very good."

Seeing that the old lady didn't listen to persuasion, Song Xinde was also very helpless.

"There is no food at noon. How about I go to the village to borrow some meat from other people? It's too shabby. I can't let the gods eat pickles with us, right?" the old lady said worriedly.

"Mom, do the immortals want to eat anything? I don't care about it. But, Mom, I want to eat the sausage you stuffed. Do you have any at home?"

"Yes, yes, during the Chinese New Year, I specially poured it, so I know you like to eat it..." The old lady said happily.

Listening to the old lady's words, Song Xinde fell silent, because he had passed away years ago, but the old lady still fed his favorite sausage.

Perhaps in the mind of the old lady, the son has never died and lived in her heart. This is probably the only belief that supports her to live.

The old lady found the sausages she had marinated. It seemed that they were untouched and she was reluctant to eat them.

"Master Immortal said before that he was your friend and you asked him to visit me. In fact, I don't believe it. No one came to see someone empty-handed. Besides, you..."

"Mom, I'm sorry." Song Xinde said guiltily.

He knew what the old lady wanted to say, but he didn't have the heart, but what she said was also true.

"You are my son, how can a son feel sorry for his mother, besides..." the old lady shed tears again as she spoke.

"Mom, it's all my fault. I'm unfilial. I'm gone. The only thing I can't worry about is you..."

"Steam all these sausages, I don't like them, put them at home..."

The old lady forcibly interrupted Song Xinde.

"Ah~"

Song Xinde sighed helplessly.

Chapter 1176 Slow down on the road

"Master Immortal, there is nothing at home, and the hospitality is not good, I hope you will not be offended..."

"It's okay, I don't pay attention to these things, and you don't need to call me a fairy, just call me Mr. He." He Sihai laughed.

"There is no fresh meat, it's all the salty goods left over from the Spring Festival, but it tastes very good, try it..."

Song Xinde is a businessman after all, so he warmly greeted He Sihai and Wanwan.

The old lady was holding a rice bowl and watching with a smile.

He Sihai was not polite either, and directly picked up a piece of sausage with his chopsticks.

"How is it?" Song Xinde asked expectantly.

For a middle-aged man to show such an expression, some people can't help laughing.

He Sihai nodded, and then took a slice for Wanwan. In fact, the taste was just the same, and it really wasn't that good.

But for Song Xinde, this is the taste of his mother, his childhood memories.

So a meal, a plate of sausages, was basically eaten by Song Xinde alone.

Anyway, he is already dead, and he is not afraid of being salted to death.

After dinner, the old lady was going to clean up the dishes, but was held back by Song Xinde.

"Mom, don't be too busy, I have something to tell you." Song Xinde said.

"Ah~"

The old lady sighed, what should come will come.

She silently put the dishes away in the kitchen, then came out and sat down in the yard.

He took his son's hand, groped carefully, looked at him, and then slowly said: "What do you want to tell me, tell me now, I'll listen."

"Mom, you have to know that the reason I came back this time is to take care of your lord, and I'm going to leave after all..."

"The reason why I didn't leave was because I couldn't worry about you. You are alone at home, and no one cares about your headaches, so I want you to go to a nursing home..."

"Nursing home?"

She remembered that the adult Yingyin had mentioned this to her before, sighed helplessly, and then asked like a child: "Can I not go?"

"No." Song Xinde shook his head.

When the heart is not soft, the old lady is really going to get sick, and if no one takes care of her, she will end up miserable.

According to news reports, because there was no one at home, the elderly fell to the ground, and many died of starvation.

He didn't want his mother to work hard all her life and suffer such a crime when she was old.

Look at the old lady still hesitating.

Song Xinde thought for a while and said: "Mom, you don't want me to leave and you don't feel at ease, do you?"

"Then how can it be? Why would Mom think so?"

Sure enough, when he said this, the old lady became nervous, making people feel uneasy about dying. It has been a very serious sin since ancient times, let alone his own son.

"In this case, then you listen to me."

"Oh, okay." After all, the old lady nodded and agreed reluctantly to her son's begging.

She looked around and looked at the yard, the house, how wonderful it was built for her by her son and has always been her pride.

"Then...then you don't want this family anymore?"

The old lady is so sad.

"Mom, what do you mean, the house is here, can you still run away? Nursing home... There is no rule in the nursing home that you can't come back to see it?"

When Song Xinde was talking, he looked at He Sihai next to him.

He Sihai nodded, and then he said to the old lady again: "When you are free, when you are homesick, you can come back and have a look."

"Really?"

"You don't believe me, and you don't believe that it's not possible to seduce adults?"

"Mom believes in you." Hearing what Song Xinde said, the old lady became a little anxious.

"Oh, when are you leaving? I still need to tidy up the house and say hello to the village." The old lady said reluctantly.

"Don't worry, I will arrange someone to clean it up for you, and make everything right for you." He Sihai said.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." The old lady said politely.

"mom……"

"what happened?"

The old lady who was still holding her son's hand asked doubtfully.

Song Xinde withdrew his palm.

The old lady froze for a moment, and then showed a bad feeling.

She stared blankly at her palm, then at her son.

Song Xinde leaned forward and gently hugged the old lady.

The old lady is extremely light and thin.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?" The old lady asked tremblingly.

"Naturally go to hell and reincarnate." Song Xinde said with a smile.

"But...but..." The old lady spoke for a long time, but she didn't start to say a word.

At this time, a ball of light fell on the courtyard.

"Mom, if I'm still your son in the next life, I will be filial to you." Song Xinde said with a sob.

"Son, you have been very filial in your life." The old lady finally couldn't help it, and sobbed softly.

Song Xinde didn't say anything more, but patted the old lady on the back lightly, then let her go, and turned around to walk towards the guiding light.

But the arm was pulled.

"Mom~"

"Go, on the road... walk slowly on the road, maybe I will catch up with you soon."

The old lady had tears in her eyes and a smile on her face.

Song Xinde was taken aback when he heard the words, fearing that his mother would do something stupid, he hurriedly looked at He Sihai next to him.

"Don't worry, I have a way to dispel her thoughts." He Sihai said.

Only then did Song Xinde heave a sigh of relief. At this time, the old lady had let go of his arm, so he walked into the guiding light without looking back, not because he didn't look back, but because he didn't dare to look back...

"Ah~"

Seeing her son disappear before her eyes, the old lady sighed deeply.

"Old lady, don't be too sad, you can still see your son on July [-]th..." He Sihai said.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. The gate of ghosts opens in the middle of July, and everyone will come back to reunite with their relatives on that day..."

He Sihai told her what had happened in detail, and the old lady's frowning finally eased.

"Immortals don't lie, do they?"

"Yes, gods don't lie."

Looking at the old man who looked like a child in front of him, He Sihai smiled.

The old lady also knew that she shouldn't question the gods, so she said gratefully: "Thank you, in the next life I will be a cow and a horse to repay your kindness."

"That's not necessary. We're leaving too. I'll arrange someone to pick you up as soon as possible. Don't worry, since I promised your son, I will definitely make arrangements for you and enjoy your old age peacefully."

He Sihai pulled Wanwan to stand up.

"Sit no longer?" asked the old lady.