The store is full of passers-by

"Here we come." Yun Xingyu walked to the gate of the courtyard, opened the doors, and said to Yun Hao with a smile on his face: "Xiao Hao, you can be regarded as coming here. Grandpa has been talking about you all this time." Woolen cloth."

"Uncle Xingyu." Yun Hao shouted.

"Come in quickly." Yun Xingyu said.

Yun Hao stepped into the ancestor's house and looked around the yard, but he didn't see the figure of the ancestor. It was really strange. According to the habit of the ancestor, he should practice calligraphy in the yard at this time. Right.

The good calligraphy of the ancestors is well-known far and wide in all directions. All this is due to the fact that for decades, the ancestors have never stopped practicing calligraphy. Every day from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the morning, the ancestors will be in the yard Practice calligraphy.

He is proficient in various fonts, especially Kuangcao. The characters he writes are vigorous and full of charm.

"Uncle Xingyu, where is the ancestor? Why didn't you see him practicing calligraphy in the yard?" Yun Hao asked.

After hearing this, Yun Xingyu shook his head helplessly, and said, "Starting from this summer, my great-grandfather will not practice calligraphy."

Yun Hao was a little surprised. He had persisted in it for decades, even hundreds of years.

"Why?" Yun Hao asked in surprise.

Yun Xingyu sighed, and said: "Grandfather said, if you can't hold a pen, you can't write good-looking characters. It's better not to write, it's better not to practice."

At this moment, Yun Hao suddenly had a real feeling in his heart.

The ancestors of their Yun Family Village, I'm afraid... are really on the verge of dying.

2 Chapter Twenty: The Old Ancestor

Yun Xingyu, as the closest person to his ancestor, couldn't understand his body very well.At the beginning of this year, the ancestors were still the same as before, but after six months, the body was getting worse day by day. Although there were no diseases or conditions, the state of the human body after aging was more helpless than the disease and despair.

This cannot be changed by relying on the current level of medical treatment or any medicine. The passage of life is originally the most irreversible law in this world.

"These days, our ancestors have spent more and more time sleeping in bed, and their spirits have become more and more depressed. I'm afraid they really won't last long." Yun Xingyu said.

Yun Hao remained silent, and he couldn't say any words of comfort for this hand.

everything will get better?It's fine?This kind of self-deception, if spoken out now, will only make people disgusted.

"Let's not talk about that. Birth, old age, sickness and death have their own number of days. Our ancestors see it better than us." Yun Xingyu waved his hand and said to Yun Hao: "Hurry up and go in, the ancestors are waiting for you in the room."

"Okay, Uncle Xingyu, then I'll go in."

Yun Hao lifted his feet and walked into the room, walking towards the room where the ancestor was with ease.

Because every year during Chinese New Year, Yun Hao would come to visit his ancestors, not only him, but the entire Yun Family Village would also come to visit, so Yun Hao was no stranger to this place.

Pass through a hand-painted corridor and enter a small courtyard in a bamboo forest. The ancestor’s house, a single-family house, is in a bamboo forest. In front of it are green arrow bamboos, and in the back are plantains. Looking from afar, It does have the meaning of a picture scroll.

When Yun Hao reached the door of the ancestor's room, he stopped and began to straighten his face.For these, the ancestor was very fancy. He always believed that if a person could not manage himself clean and tidy, he would not be able to do perfection in other things.

Therefore, every Yunjia villager who came to visit the ancestor would carefully arrange his clothes and appearance before entering the door, for fear that there was something inappropriate, and the ancestor would be unhappy if he saw it.

Yun Hao escaped from the ancestral house just now, with some dust on his hair and clothes, and he couldn't clean it up in a while, so he had to take off his coat, fold it and put it next to the door. On the hanger, there was a soft knock on the door.

Boom boom boom!

Yun Hao said, "Old Ancestor, I am Yun Hao, and I have come to see you."

After the room was knocked, a footstep came from inside soon after.

A middle-aged woman came over and opened the door.

After seeing Yunhao, the woman said: "Ah, it's Yunhao. The ancestor is having breakfast, come in quickly."

Yun Hao said respectfully to the woman, "Hello, Auntie."

This woman is Yun Xingyu's wife, a typical rural housewife. Since the ancestor's body gradually weakened, she has been in the room to take care of the ancestor.

Yunhao walked into the room, and suddenly a stale smell rushed into Yunhao's nostrils.

This kind of smell is not a bad smell, and of course it's not a good smell. It's just the smell from the body of a very ordinary old man. The older the person, the more obvious this smell is.

So some people call it the breath of death.

During the Chinese New Year, when Yun Hao came to visit, this smell was not so strong.

Yun Hao looked around and saw that the old ancestor was lying on a big bed in the middle of the room. He leaned against the pillow and sat on the bed, his body was covered with a quilt. In front of him was a small table on the bed. Topped with some light porridge and side dishes.

The old ancestor sitting over there is already old and out of shape!

After Yun Hao saw it, he felt a little shocking. When we met on the Ming and Qing Ming Festivals, he was still old, with white hair and a childlike face, his eyes were full of light, his white hair was neatly combed, and he walked like flying.But now, his hair has become loose, and a few scattered hairs stick to the top of his head, his eyes are gray-like in color, and his skin is wrinkled into a ball on his face. Out of his original appearance.

How can a person grow up like this in just a few months?

After Yunhao came in, the ancestor's drooping eyelids slightly lifted, glanced at Yunhao, and said: "Xiaohao, you are back, come, come, come to the ancestor..."

His speaking voice was also weak, and accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing, every breath was like a bellows convulsing, very obscure.

Only then did Yun Hao react, he hurried forward, squatted respectfully beside the ancestor's bed, and said, "Old ancestor, I'm back."

"Come here, come here..." The ancestor waved to Yun Hao and said, "Come in front of the ancestor, so that the ancestor can take a good look at you at the end."

Yun Hao hurriedly took another step forward, grabbed the old ancestor's skinny palm that kept waving at him, and said, "Old ancestor, I'm here..."

"Yes, it's here, I saw it, and I touched it..." The ancestor grabbed Yun Hao's hand, as if holding some life-saving straw.

The old ancestor grabbed Yunhao's hand with great strength, which made Yunhao even feel some pain.

This is a very strange thing. The old ancestor looked as if he might die, but why did he still have so much strength in his hands?

The old ancestor glanced sideways at the great-grandson's daughter-in-law who was standing on a plate, and said, "Okay, you go out, I want to talk to Xiaohao alone."

"Old ancestor...you haven't finished your breakfast yet." Yun Xingyu's wife said.

The old ancestor shook his head and said: "Don't eat..."

"How can this work? How can you get better quickly if you don't eat? Let's finish breakfast first." As he said, Yun Xingyu's wife picked up the porridge again, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to the ancestor's mouth sent.

"You go out." The ancestor still insisted.

Seeing this, Yun Hao hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Auntie, let me come. I'll feed the ancestor."

Yun Xingyu's wife hesitated for a moment. She didn't dare to disobey her ancestor's wishes, and she was also worried about her ancestor's health. It was also a compromise, so he nodded, handed the bowls and chopsticks to Yunhao, and said, "Then you have to feed the old ancestor well."

"Auntie, don't worry." Yun Hao said.

After Yun Xingyu's wife left the room, Yun Hao moved a seat and placed it beside the bed. He also scooped up a spoonful of clear porridge, brought it to the old ancestor's mouth, and said, "The old ancestor , eat a little more."

Chapter 221 : Family?