"I'm used to it, and I think it's the kind of comfort I want."
After saying that, she went into the room to get the thousand-feuille cake.
Suning secretly smacked her tongue and said, "Mom, do you think my sister really plans to die alone?"
Fang Wenxuan rubbed her eyebrows and sighed softly: "The separation between your father and I will have an impact on Tong Yuan."
"She seems to be afraid of marriage."
"This is what Sanskrit told me."
"I, Mom, I'm sorry for you."
When Fang Wenxuan said this, her eyes turned red.
He blamed himself and said with guilt: "You suffered in Taoshan Village. Tong Yuan and I went to Chen's house and suffered the same."
"But she never said anything or argued or made noise with me."
"The only thing I insist on is that she cannot change her last name."
Suning comforted and said: "Mom, I don't blame you. If you want to blame me, just blame nature."
"Fortunately, our family is back safely."
"As long as you want it, home will still be the same home as before."
"My Father......"
Halfway through his words, Fang Wenxuan interrupted him mercilessly: "He doesn't dare to come here himself, and let you, his son, act as a lobbyist?"
Suning said awkwardly: "My dad is timid, you know that."
Fang Wenxuan sneered: "He's not cowardly, he's suspicious of me."
"If you dirty the door of his old Su family, you are not qualified to enter his Su family's ancestral grave."
"If that's the case, why bother?"
Lingxi, who had not spoken for a long time, said: "Auntie, we have told Uncle Mingkang everything about your stay at the Chen family and the reasons why you have no choice but to do so."
"He may not understand destiny, but he can't let go of your heart."
"I didn't dare to come to the door in person because I was afraid that you would have a grudge."
"Before I come, grandma asked me to give you a message."
Fang Wenxuan said with emotion: "What are you talking about?"
Lingxi smiled and said: "Grandma said that since you left the Su family, she has planted cotton on the land in Xiaohegou every year for twelve years."
Suning didn't understand, so she looked up blankly and said, "What do you mean?"
Lingxi smiled and said nothing, her eyes falling on Fang Wenxuan.
The woman who once had the fate of a true phoenix shed tears on the spot, covered her red lips and choked up.
In her memory, she remembered something.
Many years ago in the evening, two old men were talking in the yard.
"Mu Sheng, a Mr. Yin and Yang came to the village yesterday and said that our land in Xiaohegou is a geomantic treasure."
"The ancestors buried it to bless future generations with good fortune."
"Oh, in this life I don't ask for the prosperity of my descendants, I just want them to be healthy."
"Remember, when I die, I must be buried in a small river ditch."
"I want to bless Jianguo, Changtai, Ji'an, and Mingkang."
"The most important ones to protect are my Tong Yuan and Ning Zi."
The old man squatting by the well sharpening the butcher's knife said: "We can't decide who will leave first. According to what you said, the land in Xiaohegou can be regarded as the ancestral graveyard."
Under the eaves, Fang Wenxuan, who was feeding her young son, interrupted: "I also want to bless Tong Yuan and Ning Zi."
"Dad, can you leave me some land over there in the creek?"
The old man said cheerfully: "Okay, let's go pick it up tomorrow, one piece for each person."
The woman cursed: "Su Musheng, you brainless thing, how old is Wenxuan? You let her choose the burial place?"
"Crow Zui, don't think about eating tonight."
"Wenxuan, don't listen to your father's nonsense."
