In the New Year' Eve, the neighbor's uncle passed away. Originally a quiet year, this time some are busy.
The uncle is only in his fifties, only one son, only in his twenties, the family is also more difficult, the funeral is all dependent on the help of relatives and neighbors. As a neighbor, if you don't have money, do something!
Three generations of grandchildren in the family, the pull family with the mouth have all gone, and I don't know whether to help or join in the fun. In my in-laws' house, I am the most idle person without my business.
![The chickens singing back to the mother's house are brightly lit, and the left neighbors and the right house are silent. Long nostalgic dreams are too late to get up, afraid of blocking the journey must be early. The Yang flute bird frightened the North Ridge, and the Hengqiao people rushed around the East City. In front of the village, I saw the smoke from the cooking, not[fig]](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=)