"Death is not terrible, it is like a ladder to ascend to heaven. Death is just a moment of beauty, like fireworks exploding in the night sky, like petals falling on the water.

When you are a guest in your life, you will inevitably face death. If there is no death, how can the value of life be highlighted? If there is no night, who would expect the arrival of the day?

We cannot stop the progress of life, but we can accompany life to the end.

Death is the inevitable journey of life and a part of life. Every gap in life is the outlet of the soul. Even if life reaches the end, looking back on yourself will suddenly come to an end."

An old man with white hair, wrinkles on his face, a pair of reading glasses on his nose, and a book with a cover, sat on the Taishi chair and gently shook his eyes next to him, holding a palm fan in one hand, and holding the other hand through the Taishi chair and holding the old man's right hand, leaning gently on the Taishi chair, the whole person revealed his youthful and energetic Double Ten Girl slowly explained his views on death.

Fanfan, a name that looks like a nickname but is actually a centenarian. The girl opened her lips lightly, and a voice that seemed firm and coquettish, sounded: "Grandpa will definitely live for two hundred years. Grandpa will also watch me get into graduate school and finish the postdoctoral degree!"

"Mangmei, my great-grandfather is old, why are he still living for so long? I have suffered from it for more than a hundred years and have enough. Now, my great-grandfather wants to see my stupid girl get married and give me a hug of a great-great-grandson, so I have no regrets."

"I'm still young, so I won't get married! Humph, Ignore my grandfather."

(???^???) The girl acted to tilt her head to the side, held a palm fan in her right hand, and inserted her hands into her waist, making a proud look, and hummed softly.

The old man was so busy sitting up from the Taishi chair, wrinkles on his face squirmed out a smile:

"Xiao Wuyou, my great-grandfather was wrong. Let's go and accompany my great-grandfather out for a walk. How about it?"

When the girl heard the pretended reluctance, she stood up from the stool and helped the old man up from the Grand Master's chair.

"I will forgive you for yourselves! Grandpa, let's go for a walk in the community yard!"

Fan Wuyou supported the old man with both hands and walked slowly in the yard, while telling the old man about interesting things that happened in the school to the old man. As the two grandparents and grandchildren walked along the way, laughing from time to time.

After walking for a while, the two grandparents and grandchildren came to the place where a group of centenarians played chess and saw a group of gray-haired and weak-haired elderly people gathered together to see the two grandparents and grandchildren, and greeted them.

"Oh, Old Man Fan, I'm just here now! Xiao Wuyou, it's vacation again!"

After hearing this, Wuyou returned:

"Hello grandpa, National Day is now on, I'll accompany my great-grandpa!"

"My family is very well-behaved. Whenever I have time, I will come to see me, the immortal! Hahaha!"

Fan Fan looked at the group of old friends with a proud look and laughed loudly. Several old men were chatting with each other, and Wuyou also listened quietly from the side.

At this time, Old Man Fan suddenly said:

"Hey, Old Man Sun, why didn't you come here today? He was very active before!"

"Old man Sun, I heard that he was hospitalized. Now he has water hanging in the hospital."

"What's going on? Wasn't it done yesterday? Why did you suddenly be hospitalized?"

"You are old, and you can't do it after all. There are many problems here and there, and no one can say that you will be hospitalized!"

After hearing this, everyone was silent. Not long after, everyone lost their interest and went home with excuses. Fanfan and his grandchildren also walked home slowly. On the way, Fan Wuyou felt that his grandfather was in a bad mood and did not continue talking about school.

After arriving at home, after lunch, Fanfan sat on the Grand Master's chair and said to Fan Wuyou:

"Wuyou, you go to the hospital to see Old Man Sun later. He usually loves you a lot!"

"Great Grandpa, don't worry, I'll go see Grandpa Sun later!"

After saying that, the girl walked towards the door.

After the girl left, Fanfan stared at the sunshine spreading on the balcony, with a dull look on his face, and felt in a tragic way, as if something was about to happen. Time slipped away unconsciously, and the old man fell asleep in the throne chair.

As the evening approached, the family members woke Fanfan and asked him to get up to have a meal. At this time, the girl had not come back yet. Until after the meal, the sky was covered with stars. The girl walked into the room with red eyes and came to the old man. She looked at the old man with watery eyes, gently hugged the old man, and slowly said:

"Great Grandpa, Grandpa Sun... Grandpa Sun... He... He... is leaving!"

After hearing this, Fanfan sighed lightly, then narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped other movements. Seeing this, Fan Wuyou didn't speak, but just held the old man's hand with red eyes.

A few days later, Wuyou went to attend the funeral of Old Man Sun, and Fan Fan also

As if he had lost his energy and became taciturn, until the girl returned to school to continue studying, the old man was still listless, as if he had recognized his old age.

Time slips forward step by step, without any rush or slow down, and the weather gradually turns colder. The winter vacation is coming, and winter is an unfriendly season for the elderly. Until the girl comes back again, many elderly people have left in the community, and the places where the elderly gather have become desolate. In just a few months, Fanfan has become older and older after decades. People start to grow old, which is to recognize them!

Fan Wuyou pushed Fanfan's wheelchair - the old man could no longer stand up - walked through the road of the past while walking on the fallen leaves. Wuyou still told the old man about the school, but there was no laughter from the past.

The wheel of time crushes fragile life. On New Year's Eve, all the twelve people from the Fan family, except Wuyou's cousin Wuyou, came and gathered at this home that they didn't often return. Fanfan was in a wheelchair, holding a few big red envelopes in his hand, smiling on his mouth, and showing a mouthful of teethless gums. Today he did not carry his dentures.

The time for gathering was over. Fanfan sat alone on the balcony through the glass window, listening to the sound of electronic firecrackers outside, and fireworks were printed on the old man's face through the window.

Looking out the window quietly, the old man's eyes gradually brightened at this moment. A young man's face suddenly appeared in front of him. The man stretched out his hands and hugged him. He couldn't hear something in his mouth. Then he saw the face of a young woman full of fatigue. Oh, that was his parents! That was when he was born!

Time has accelerated, and his life passed by him. He was beaten by his mother when he was naughty when he was young, stole the face of a female deskmate in elementary school, snatched a female deskmate in middle school, sprinted on the football field in middle school, met a wife who had delivered her whole life but had not been with her for the rest of her life in college, and then to the birth of her eldest son, the arrival of her younger son, the sons got married and had children, and that was his grandson. In the end, the only girl in the Fan family, Wuyou, was born...

The picture quickly passed, but it appeared clearly in front of the old man's eyes. The old man gradually felt that he was getting lighter and lighter, and kept flying upwards, and he also felt that he was getting younger. A ray of light flashed, and the smiling old man fell into darkness!

At about 10:00 on the first day of the first lunar month in 3000 AD, Fan Fan died at the age of 112!

On a night of lightning and thunder, a meteorite drifted across the dark clouds, dragging a long tail of flames along the way, and smashing hard towards a hillside. With a huge roar, the already small hillside turned into a depression in an instant.

Fortunately, there were no villages gathered around, only a few families dozens of miles away heard a loud noise, thinking that it was the thunder god who was angry! The meteorite fell and brought a fire. Fortunately, the rain was pouring down at this time, and the flames were flooded before they even started to scatter.

Wangchuan Kingdom, Chongzhou, Chongwang Mansion, a man wearing brocade clothes, with a sharp face, a high nose bridge, a serious face, a back with his left hand and a beard with his right hand, paced back and forth in the corridor in front of a brightly lit house, and his hands trembled slightly to show his inner anxiety!

When a loud cry broke through the night, the man shook his right hand and pinched off a cluster of shiny beards. Then he patted himself with both hands, sorted out his clothes, swung the front of the long gown to the left, and raised his feet to sweep towards the bright house.

At this time, an old woman picked up a cradle and pushed open the door, ran towards the man, shouting as she ran:

"Prince, Prince, is a little prince!!"

Seeing this, the man slowed down and greeted the old woman. He took the cradle and saw a newborn with red skin and wrinkles holding his hands, staring at the surroundings with wide eyes, and a scream rang out:

"Why is it so ugly?"

The old woman laughed:

"Prince, Prince, these newborn children are all the same, they will be transformed in a few days!"

"So that's the case! Let's go and see my beloved concubine first!"

Then he raised his foot and walked into the room. A woman with a pale face, moist hair, and a tired face leaned on a large golden nanmu bed.

"My beloved concubine, it's really hard!"

The man speeded up and walked towards the big bed.

"Stop talking, hurry up, show me my child!"

The woman didn't appreciate it, and she shouted softly in a weak but anxious manner. The man was not embarrassed and handed over the cradle.

"Why is it so ugly?"

Another scream rang out. The man hurriedly explained in the old woman's tone:

"My dear, you don't know that this newborn is like this, it will be better in a few days!"

"You've watched too much TV. The drama genius is possessed. Why do you speak so erotic? You've got goose bumps all over!"

The woman's face turned red after hearing this, and she was so busy that she turned around. The man was still not embarrassed, and then said: "

My dear concubine, let’s name the child! How about you call him Siren?”

The woman raised her hand and slapped her in the face!

"This man? Let's not talk about the feminine name, just say that your surname is Fan, how dare you call him annoyed?"

At this time, the baby in the cradle was no longer able to complain when he heard this. He was shocked by two ugly sounds. Then look at the brightly lit lights, the dazzling electrical appliances, and the whole house was like the Forbidden City. The man in a long gown next to him, holding a woman wearing pajamas and looking tired, actually dyed her hair and permed it. You are afraid that it wasn't filming!

Which screenwriter dared to shoot like this? Did ancient people wear it until modern times, or did modern people wear it with their belongings until ancient times?

The child's mind was still complaining. At this time, a strange couple also talked to the end. The woman opened her red lips lightly (when did you apply lipstick? You just gave birth to a baby!):

"It's better to call it a sail, which means that high sails will rise and smooth sailing!"

"Emmmm, I still think this person is good."

The woman raised her hand and slapped her again!

"No, I don't care, just call it Fanfan! Humph, I have given such a dirty name for the child I have born so hard. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

The woman started crying as she spoke.

"Love concubine, beloved concubine, okay, don't cry or cry, just call Fanfan. Hey, look, you have died young, and you have become a living child!"

The woman looked at the child and saw that the baby's skin turned from red to white, the wrinkles were smoothed, and her face became shaky, and her bright red lips were so cute.

Seeing this, the woman put her mouth close to the baby and squirted.

"Oh! My little baby is so cute. Xiao Fanfan, Xiao Fanfan, call me mom!"

"My beloved concubine, the child is still young now and I can't call him a mother!"

"Oh, right. Hey, why doesn't Xiao Fanfan cry? Is there any problem? Aunt Rong, Aunt Rong!"

"Come on, here it's here, Miss, what's wrong?"

The old woman just now pushed the door open and entered.

"Aunt Rong, look, why don't my little baby cry?"

"Let me take a look."

The old woman took the child,

"Emm, don't panic. I've seen this. Just slap it on your butt twice and you will cry!"
To be continued...