Every year starting from March, the willow trees by the sea will slowly spread the tender green all over the body. If there is another spring rain and the wet stone ground, the spring will look particularly strong.

By the end of March, most people in the capital were busy with one thing, worshiping ancestors. Around the Qingming Festival, no matter where the hometown is buried, the whole family would always go to pay tribute. But it is best not to go there on the regular day, because there are too many people, which is even more crowded than visiting temple fairs.

Hong Tao did not. He didn't have to get up early and go to bed late, traveling through mountains and rivers to visit his parents' graves, because the cemetery was in his own yard and could arrive in pajamas and slippers. This also made him particularly proud. The day of memorial service must be upright, and it is not allowed to be more or less.

"This is grandpa, this is grandma... You follow me too. I have never seen a living grandma since I was a child. So kowtow more than two more to make up an integer."

This year's worship ceremony is different from previous years. It is mainly because of the large number of people. Qi Rui, Zhang Yuanyuan, Ouyang Fanfan and Diane, and Hong Tao did not require him to pay tribute to his parents with him. He was willing to come and welcome him. It doesn't matter if he didn't come. But Hong Qi, Ouyang Fan and Hong Changqing must attend, and even if he holds one in one hand, he has to pay tribute to him.

"If you smile with your mouth tilted, I will slap you or not!" Hong Qi is not unfamiliar with this scene. She has participated before going to the United States. But this is the first time Ouyang Fan and Hong Changqing have seen it. Ouyang Fan, who is just over one year old, doesn't seem to understand what kind of grandparents are. After Hong Tao pressed his head and kowtowed five times at the tombstone, tears began to roll in his eyes.

Hong Changqing was only six months old and could not kowtow. It was done by Hong Tao holding him together. Although this child could not speak, his expression on his face was very rich, and sometimes he would secretly enjoy watching TV.

Just be happy. It is better to love laughing than crying. In this regard, Hong Tao likes Hong Changqing very much. He basically doesn’t cry. He babbles when he is thirsty and hungry, and he slept when he is sleepy and slept. He also screams when he is urinating, but the screams are a little sharp.

Hong Tao feels very happy to have such a worry-free child. But there is one problem that he can't stand. Hong Changqing loves to laugh and sneer with his mouth tilted is too annoying.

How can I say that expression? Whoever feels uncomfortable when I see it. Although this smile is probably inherited from myself, it is revealed too early. I have learned to be careful and then laugh at others. Otherwise, I would not have been beaten every day in elementary school in the past few years.

"This kid is so weird. He seems to be able to understand the adults. Look, I won't smile anymore... Hey, I'm still closing my eyes. Isn't this agitated person? Why do I think he looks more and more like you, born with a piece of hob meat!"

Zhang Yuanyuan contacted Hong Changqing earlier than Hong Tao, or she has been taking care of this child since two days of birth until now. Hong Tao doesn't want to hand over the child who is too young to his grandmother, as the elderly will be too tired and have to wait until the child is weaned before sending him over.

Zhang Yuanyuan had long criticized Hong Changqing's performance. She felt that this child was not normal, so she always encouraged Hong Tao to take the child to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Hong Tao didn't think about that at all, he could eat, sleep, shout and scream, and his little eyes were dripping all day long. Whether mentally or physically, the child was fine.

"You have to be a little bit like an elder. Flirt with me in front of three children. Isn't the impact not good?" This time, Hong Tao did not follow Zhang Yuanyuan's thinking, and he didn't want to discuss any issues related to Hong Changqing's health, so he could only interrupt.

"...It's not good to have a child like you who is a father! Qiqi, Fanfan, go eat cake with your aunt, ignore this pair of freaks." Seeing Hong Tao taking her suggestions again as wind in his ears, Zhang Yuanyuan was a little angry. At this time, she suddenly found that one of Hong Changqing's eyes was squinting and trembling gently.

He was actually pretending to be asleep! There were so many kids like this. Can you be good when you grow up? But talking to Hong Tao is equivalent to playing the piano against a cow, so you can't see it. Anyway, it's time to take Hong Qi and Ma Chao back to the United States in a few days. Hong Tao can raise whatever he likes, and he can't control it.

"Your mother is too smart and too strong. She offended people and will eventually be punished on you. Look, this is wherever you go. If your mother really makes the business bigger and shows off your status as the eldest son everywhere, there will be more people who hate you, the two of you."

"It would be great if you didn't leave so early. No one would think too much about you. Even if our children are fools, no one would come to plot against him." Zhang Yuanyuan took the two children away, and Hong Tao was left in the yard holding Hong Changqing. At this time, he sighed, squatted in front of Jin Yue's tombstone, touched the carved patterns with his hands and began to murmur.

The issue of the wife and the legitimate son was not a problem in the past, and it should be fine in the short term, but when I get old and the children get older, trouble may come.

Jiang Zhuyi, Zhang Yuanyuan, Diane, Ouyang Fanfan, and Qi Rui, none of them have legal husband and wife relationships with them, but in fact it is a de facto marriage.

Ouyang Fanfan can temporarily put it aside. Ouyang Fan followed his mother's surname. Even if it was a large inheritance for the Ouyang family, it also meant that the son gave up most of the inheritance rights.

But it is hard to say about the other four people. They don’t have such a statement now, but as their age grows and their children become adults, there will definitely be a change in their thinking. The way mothers in their thirty-year-olds and mothers in their 50s must think about problems differently.

Hong Tao never expected them to unify their thoughts forever and unite closely by his side. However, he did not want to see them turn against each other because of trivial matters such as status, inheritance, and identity.

If you want to eliminate this possibility, you must reposition them by yourself. If you persist for more than ten years, then the agreement will become a custom after decades, and no one will feel it is unfair.

But the problem is that I really don’t want to do that, as that is too sad. Although it can maintain the stability of the family, it is a waste of everyone when they meet, so why bother?

"I hope you don't look like me, so you can grow up quickly and have some skills. At least you can share the burden for your father and me. I don't want to stick to your post like the old lady of the Zhang family and devote yourself to your work!"

There is another way to solve this big problem, which is to find a successor who can convince the public from the second generation, and then hand over the power to him, and others will give up. However, the children are still young, and even if they have talent, they can't tell at this time, and they have to stick to it for at least twenty years.

When Hong Tao thinks that when he was in his fifties, he had to worry about this family, and he feels that he is really not happy, at least it is a bit far from his understanding of happiness.

After lamenting for a long time, it was a very question whether Jin Yue could hear it, because there was only half of her ashes under the tombstone, and even if she wanted to show herself to help Hong Tao, she probably didn't have much magic power.

Hong Tao is also a kind of venting. He usually looks like a perseverance in front of anyone, and he is always in a state of perseverance. But anyone who has ever asked about his feelings, even if he asks himself, he can't say it.

But Hong Tao's words were not in vain, because there was someone who had completely heard nothing, and he could not miss a single word. This is not a fault for Hong Tao being not cautious enough, and he didn't know when he was talking in his heart.

Since the incident was reported, Hong Tao has used anti-eavesdropping equipment to scan the yard almost every day, and the small door leading to the Internet cafe has been locked. There are alarm devices on the yard gate and walls, so it is difficult for outsiders to sneak in, and it is even more impossible for people to eavesdrop on their own words in broad daylight without knowing it.

In fact, it was not considered eavesdropping, or Hong Tao did not realize that Hong Changqing, who was just over half a year old, could understand his words. But he just understood. Since Zhang Yuanyuan took the others out of the yard, the child opened his eyes and stared at Jin Yue's tombstone curiously. Because there were many carvings on it, not flowers and plants, but characters and scenes, which were similar to Little Man's Book.

When Hong Tao started to talk to himself, Hong Changqing almost burst his ears, and while listening, he was still blinking his eyes. If Hong Tao saw that expression, he would immediately think that the child was possessed by something.

Because his expression was exactly the same as when Jiang Zhu thought about the problem, and even the direction of his eyes turning was the same. Unfortunately, Hong Tao didn't notice the child in his arms at all, and was still immersed in the deep sadness and helplessness.
Chapter completed!