My boss is too weak to take care of himself

"Pa—" Xi Shuang raised her hand and patted her neck. The big mosquito that was sucking her blood died under her palm, and a little scarlet blood stained the palm of her hand.

She held the basket in her hand steadily, protected the paper and incense, and supported her grandma, walking up the weed-covered path.

After passing through the layers of bushes, I saw the barren cemetery.

At first glance, only five or six soil bags still exist, and the rest, with the wind and rain, the soil is gradually dwarfed, and they no longer look like grave mounds.

The tomb of my grandfather benefited from the descendants who came to pile up the soil to take care of it, but it was covered with weeds.

This kind of old-fashioned tomb doesn't even have a tombstone, but stones are piled up on the head of the tomb, revealing the vicissitudes of life.

Xi Shuang took out a sickle from the basket and went forward to cut off the weeds growing on the grave. Grandma knelt in front of the grave, pierced the paper with incense, and then stuck it in front of the grave together.

After taking care of the weeds, Xishuang followed her grandmother's instructions, nailed the paper with incense sticks on the ridge of the grave, and inserted a straight line.

When Xi Shuang was done, she heard grandma sitting on the grave and talking to her grandfather, talking about things that happened in her age that she didn't know.

After speaking, grandma burst into tears and sobbed in a low voice. The wind gently blew over, stirred the surrounding vegetation, and uttered whispers, which seemed to be the grandfather's response and comfort to grandma.

When I returned to the village, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Half an hour later, the clear sky was covered with dark clouds, and the thunder in the lead cloud in the distance was rumbling, and thin raindrops drifted down.

Xi Shuang sat under the eaves, flipping through "Mengxi Bi Tan", and heard the sound of the rain gradually getting louder.

At the same time, under the leadership of the village chief, Ye Xia and his party finally returned to the village before the rain poured down. With the help of the village chief, Ye Xia and Shen Nan also had a small harvest. There are also two baskets full.

Accompanied by the pouring rain, Mr. Liu and others ate a fungus feast around the stove at the village chief's house.

Ye Xia couldn't eat, but Mr. Liu didn't force it. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he talked about investment with Ye Xia.Liu is always straightforward, he raised any request on the spot, he also saw Ye Xia's sincerity, and said frankly that he really didn't really want to eat this fungus feast, he just wanted to see how Ye Xia could handle it. To what extent.

Obviously, Mr. Liu was very satisfied with what Ye Xia did, and signed the contract with a wave of his hand.

"You can stay here for a few days. Untie your knot." Around four o'clock, Mr. Liu left with his assistant. Before leaving, he patted Ye Xia on the shoulder and said earnestly.

He does things casually, coming and going without being tied down.

Ye Xia stood on the square and watched Mr. Liu's vehicle leave, and the financial embarrassment was finally resolved.

Shen Nan asked Ye Xia to take a rest, anyway, they were not in a hurry to leave.

Ye Xia seemed to have never heard of it, but looked at the rolling ridges in the distance, not knowing why she felt anxious.

He subconsciously reached out to take out a cigarette, but when he took out the cigarette, he found that the things in his pocket were gone.

He hastily checked every pocket, empty, nothing.

"What are you looking for?" Shen Nan asked, seeing his flustered appearance.

Ye Xia looked up at Shen Nan, her voice was erratic: "My red rope is gone."

Before Shen Nan had time to say anything, Ye Xia ran towards the village chief's house, entered the room, searched up and down the bed, but still nothing.

When Shen Nan followed in, he saw Ye Xia walking around in the yard, wishing that his eyes had lasers and could detect anything.

"Could it be... did you drop it when you entered the mountain?" Ye Xia muttered to himself with trembling eyes.

Shen Nan's scalp went numb, and he couldn't help but said, "If it falls in the mountains, it's impossible to get it back."

Ye Xia shook her head, and was about to go out. Although the rain had stopped at this time, there were still thick clouds in the sky, and raindrops might fall at any time.

"Do you know the way? The mountains are so tortuous, you can't even see a small piece of rope." Shen Nan grabbed Ye Xia, his voice became a little higher.

"I remember the way." Ye Xia said calmly, looked up at the sky, her eyes were firm, "I have a measure."

Shen Nan felt that he was crazy, even if the rope was given to him by Xi Shuang, even if it was a commemorative value or its own value, it was not enough for Ye Xia to risk it.

But Shen Nan couldn't say that, after all, the things belonged to Ye Xia, and only Ye Xia knew what it meant to him.

He couldn't stop Ye Xia, so he could only say while following him: "Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, when the weather clears up, let the village chief take us into the mountain again."

Ye Xia refused to listen, stubborn like a cow.

"Ye Xia!" Shen Nan's mouth was worn out, as if he was back in the company when Ye Xia was disobedient and always confronted Shen Nan.

It was impossible for Shen Nan to pull him and beat him up, he felt yesterday reappeared, and his temples throbbed.

Ye Xia is a stubborn bull, no one can pull him back when he is at the tip of his horn.

Besides, he was digging into the corner of Wei Xishuang's matter, so he couldn't listen to it even more.

"You go, you go now, you see, I don't care about you, you go ahead, I'll go back and tell Xi Shuang, let her see, you are so naive and stupid!" Shen Nan didn't care about anything, and resorted to his trump card .

Ye Xia's footsteps finally stopped at Shen Nan's words. During the silent confrontation that lasted for more than a minute, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and the bean-sized raindrops fell down.

"It's just a red rope, Ye Xia, if it's lost, it's just a red rope, and it's not worth the risk." Shen Nan's good words didn't work, he had no choice but to speak the truth and pierce Yexia's heart up.

Ye Xia didn't speak, and looked at Shen Nan with a pale face. Shen Nan saw water droplets on Ye Xia's cheeks, and he didn't know if it was the raindrops hitting his face or the tears falling from his eyes.

"It's not something worth thousands of dollars, and it's not something you've carried around since you were a child that has special significance. It's just bought by you and Xi Shuang for a dollar. Fate, or luck, you admit that you're throwing away this fate and luck now." Now, what does that matter." The rainy feet began to swarm, and the icy raindrops hit the body, which was bitingly cold, but Shen Nan's words were a little bit bitterer than this coldness, "Instead of entangled with the lost red rope, why don't you find it now?" Xi Shuang, tell her what's in your heart, whether you apologize or ask for forgiveness, it's hundreds of times better than your reckless behavior of yourself and disregard of other people's worries!"

"Boom—" There was another thunder, and a dazzling lightning flashed across the sky, splitting the sky.

The rain was pouring like sea water, and the water vapor filled the air. Ye Xia could hardly see Shen Nan's face clearly, nor could he hear his voice clearly.

He felt that there was a piece of emptiness in his heart, and he left it in the mountain together with the red rope.

He was just stubborn and angry, he couldn't catch Xi Shuang, he could only grab the only thing Xi Shuang gave him.

It doesn't matter how valuable the items are, he can buy a bunch of them for 100 yuan.

But what the red rope maintains is the memory between him and Xishuang. He is terrified, afraid that what he lost today is the red rope, and what will pass away tomorrow will be a good memory. In the future, it will be like sand in his hands, at his fingertips Exhausted, nothing left.

His whole body trembled and he whimpered softly, but was easily covered by the sound of the torrential rain.

At this moment, someone ran over with an umbrella on the road in the distance, the sewage splashed around her feet, and the rain curtain almost covered her figure.

She rushed to Shen Nan's side at an extremely fast speed, stuffed the umbrella in her arms to Shen Nan, ran to Ye Xia's side, and raised the umbrella a little higher to cover the dripping rain on Ye Xia's head.

Shen Nan opened the umbrella silently, took a deep look at Ye Xia, turned and left.

Xi Shuang's head and body were covered with rain and fog, her cheeks were blush from running so fast, her lips were white, and her cold breath gushed out from the tip of her nose, turning into a wisp of white smoke under the umbrella.

Ye Xia's whole body was drenched, the rainwater dripped from the tips of his hair, along his cheeks and into his neck.

His eyelashes were dripping with water, trembling lightly, his dark pupils were filled with sorrow, and he looked at Xi Shuang tremblingly.

Xi Shuang held the umbrella in one hand, raised the other hand to wipe off the rain on his face, and whispered, "Come back with me."

Ye Xia didn't move, but looked at Xi Shuang with deep eyes, opened her mouth, and said hoarsely: "The red rope is lost, Xi Shuang."

"You can find it if you lose it. I'll look for it with you tomorrow." Xi Shuang said softly, holding his side face and rubbing it lightly, with gentle eyes.

"I lost it." Ye Xia sobbed, leaning her head on Xi Shuang's shoulder, as fragile as a reed that could break at any time.

Xi Shuang hugged his shoulder with one hand, closed her eyes, and said, "I won't lose it, I can get it back, trust me."

Ye Xia's tears were a little colder than the rain outside the umbrella, Xi Shuang touched his head, and moved a little closer to his body, wanting to give him some warmth.

She would not say something like "lose it if you say it is lost", she understands the meaning behind Ye Xia's words, and she also knows that he is not crying for the lost red rope.

Ye Xia raised her head from her shoulders, and looked at her sadly. Xi Shuang raised his hand to part his wet bangs, exposing his forehead, smiled at him, and said, "Only children You only like to be in the rain, you are no longer a child."

The corners of Ye Xia's mouth were tense, even though his face was covered with rainwater, Xi Shuang still saw that at this moment, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes and flowed onto his face, turning it wet.