In the morning, I was still sleeping and suddenly woke up by a phone ringtone. So early, who is doing what? After answering the phone, tears suddenly flowed out unconsciously.
The phone call was called by the daughter of a neighbor. She told me sadly that her 90s-year-old mother passed away and felt that the old man was quite good at talking to me before his death. After thinking about it over and over again, she would notify me. It is also my wish to be able to meet her mother for the last time and send the elderly to the last journey.
After washing up in a hurry, I rushed there. Seeing the old man's peaceful face, thinking that he could no longer talk happily like before, tears of sadness flowed down disobediently.
I can't forget it. When my child was young, she helped us take care of it from time to time, and I can't forget it. How many times have I returned from the field and passed by her door, she insisted on leaving me to have a meal. In those years, my husband was not at home often. She said that I was too tired to work alone, and my children and I didn't eat much, so that I could have a little rest. Sometimes, I feel embarrassed to stay, but often before the meal is ready, she has asked the child to bring it to me. Although in our countryside, steamed buns are not expensive, it is not just steamed buns, it is clearly a passionate heart!
When she went to send the old man to cremation, her child considered that I was in poor health and insisted on letting me stay at home. More than two hours later, when I saw her again, it was already a black urn. Thinking of her disappearing in this world, tears wet my eyes again.
Dear good neighbor, dear old sister-in-law, my old friend in the past, I wish you a good journey to heaven!
