In front, Li Shufen stood in front of the grave and burned incense. She whispered and didn't know what she was saying to her husband. After a while, she stood up, put on the incense, and suddenly said, "The scenery here is quite nice, and the land is big enough. Jiabao, from now on
, Mom is gone, remember to send mom here too, I just agreed with your dad that when I die, I will come here to accompany him."
No one answered Li Shufen's words. Tian Yuan stood on one side, staring blankly at the scenery around her, looking at the man standing as straight as a pine beside her, and suddenly said, "Xia Shang, when we get old, when we have to face
When it's time to say goodbye, you must let me go first."
She didn't want to experience this kind of pain again.
She would rather be the former than the one given away. Only those who have experienced sending away their loved ones will understand the pain and how life is worse than death.
"Idiot." Xia Shang cursed in a low voice, with overflowing pampering in his eyes, which was even more beautiful than this flowery scenery. "You have to decide which one comes first with me? If you want to go first, then you go first. Wait for us."
When you are old, if you leave first, I will move to your grave, build a small house, and stay with you every day."
"City A is full of large cemeteries. Do you think you can find a place like Houkeng Village?" Tian Yuan felt warm in her heart. "If you really do that, aren't you torturing our children?"
Xia Shang just patted Tian Yuan's little head and said nothing, but thought in his heart that the Xia family may not be able to do things that others can't do. It's just a matter of finding a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Such a small thing, for the Xia family
easy.
"Auntie, go back." After everyone had finished offering incense, Tian Xi took the lead and Tian Lu supported an old man, and said, "The humidity in the mountains is heavy and the wind is cool. My uncle is an old man and it is not appropriate to stay for a long time. There are still many things waiting at home.
."
"Yes, brother Tian Biao is gone. We should all live a good life in the future." Jiang Hongcai's family of three arrived at Houkeng Village just at midnight last night. He is only from the Education Bureau. He can't help Tian Biao's matters.
I also feel very guilty.
He and Tian Biao have known each other for more than ten years, and they are no different from real brothers. Jiang Hongcai has been sad about Tian Biao's departure for a long time.
The group of people slowly left the tomb and walked back to Tian's house in the direction they came from.
The sun has risen high, but the sunlight, which is not hot at all, shines charmingly on the grave, on the people leaving, and on a certain figure that is always hidden in the crowd.
After waiting for the person to die, he stepped closer and walked in, listening to the place where Tian Yuan was standing a moment ago, and looking at the new tomb in front of him.
The black suit looked a little lonely in this beautiful mountain. When the wind suddenly picked up, Shang Rong couldn't help coughing twice.
He didn't know that Houkeng Village would be so cold at this time. His injury was not healed yet, so he was wearing a shirt and suit and looked a little cold when the wind blew.
He arrived at Houkeng Village at around four in the morning. From the moment he arrived, he kept looking at Tian Yuan in the dark, looking at the woman he loved.
Shang Rong still has lingering fears about that phone call. He clearly remembers Tian Yuan saying she hated him.
hatred?
Shang Rong also hated himself. How incompetent was he? He could never capture her heart, but he ended up making her miserable.
Seeing her hand being held tightly by another man, Shang Rong was so filled with hatred that he wanted to kill Hou Kuai. All of this told him that she was already far away from him, as if she had already stood up.
In another world that he can't touch.
"King, it's too cold here. Let's go back. Rong Wu has already returned to Shangmen." Rong Yi walked out of the darkness, holding a cloak in his hand.
Shang Rong glanced at Rong Yi coldly, and his eyes fell on the grave again. This was his first time to attend a funeral in rural China. What was ridiculous was that he couldn't even show his face. What was even more ridiculous was that it was his beloved woman.
His father's funeral was the reason, and he turned out to be the indirect murderer.