The bright moon in the sky illuminated the Mu family cemetery. From time to time, a gust of wind blew through the cemetery. The rows of trees in the cemetery swayed slightly, making bursts of sharp whistling sounds, which seemed very strange in the silent night.
The cemetery was very quiet, with only a few frogs croaking one after another, echoing in the cemetery for a long time with the breeze.
Mu Yu has actually been living in the cemetery with the Mu family these days, but the Mu family has never discovered it. He often silently stares at the sinking man, Mu Zhexing, whose eyes are dim while drinking.
He didn't know what to think of this fallen man.
After Mu Zhexing came to the cemetery, he rarely spent time with his family. Instead, he always stayed with him in front of a tomb, often sitting there for several hours without moving.
This tomb is very simple. There are no gorgeous marble carvings or any solemn tombstones. There is only a dirt bag covered with weeds. In front of it is a slightly old wooden tablet with three words written on it.
Words: Zhu Qiuqi.
It is the grave of Muyu's biological mother.
This tomb is completely different from the other tombs of the deceased ancestors of the Mu family around it. It has no solemn appearance and looks like it has been piled hastily without any decoration. It looks very abrupt in the Mu family's cemetery, as if it is not the Mu family at all.
part of.
The Mu family no longer had money to buy wine for Mu Zhexing, but every day Mu Zhexing would go out alone, and when he came back, he would hold a bottle of wine and drink it. No one knew where he got the money to buy wine.
No one has time to care about him.
After coming back, he sat in front of Zhu Qiuqi's tomb, drinking wine, staring blankly at the three words on the wooden tablet. He also slept here at night, and Mu Xin, who cared most about his fourth uncle, would deliver three meals a day.
Mu Yu has no feelings for his biological father because there is no interaction between them. Mu Yu often looks at Mu Zhexing like a passerby, looking very strange to this man who should be close to him.
In Mu Yu's heart, his father will always be an evergreen tree, not this intoxicated Mu Zhexing.
The night wind rustled through the bushes in the cemetery, and heavy and slow footsteps came slowly along the path.
The old figure of Mu Tianhe gradually appeared in Mu Yu's field of vision. His steps were very vicissitudes, and every step on the ground made people feel sad. The Mu family no longer exists, and in just a few days, he has become very...
He is old and lacks the spirit of the past.
He walked to Mu Zhexing and sat down.
Mu Tianhe stared at the three words Zhu Qiuqi, and there was something strange on his old face. Unlike other tombstones around him, Zhu Qiuqi's tombstone only had three words simply written on it, and there was no other description or description.
Identify yourself.
Mu Yu was lying on the branch of a dense poplar tree not far away, staring at Zhu Qiuqi's tombstone in a daze.
The three of them, grandfather and grandson, just looked at the tombstone without saying a word.
Lying in the grave is Muyu's mother whom he has never met, and sitting in front of the tombstone is Muyu's father and grandfather. This is a very strange picture.
Strange, but also seems natural.
For a long time, Mu Tianhe stood up with his hands on the ground with difficulty. Mu Yu thought he was leaving, but he suddenly knelt down towards Zhu Qiuqi's tombstone!
Even Mu Yu was stunned when he knelt down!
Mu Tianhe actually knelt down to the dead Zhu Qiuqi?
That man, who values his face more than his life, would actually kneel down to his daughter-in-law, whom he doesn't acknowledge at all?
Mu Yu looked at the somewhat rickety figure and suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion coming from the bottom of his heart.
Is that really the stubborn Mu Tianhe?
"Zhexing, it was dad's fault." Mu Tianhe said with a look of regret on his face, "If dad didn't care too much about his own face, you wouldn't be like this. Zhu Qiuqi is a good girl, and dad shouldn't have done it for his own face.
And tear you apart."
Mu Tianhe looked up at the moon in the sky and sighed: "Xiao Hao has always admired his brother Mu Yu, but today he told me that he no longer expects Mu Yu to help our Mu family. He wants to rely on
I. A child as young as Xiaohao knows how to give up the things he is obsessed with. After living for most of his life, what is there that dad can’t let go of?"
Mu Zhexing's body was trembling slightly. He was still staring at his wife's tombstone and did not turn around to look at his father.
Go see the father he doesn't even acknowledge.
Mu Yu, however, quietly watched the two people from a distance, staring at the two relatives whom he did not acknowledge at all.
Mu Zhexing buried his face in the shadow of the moonlight. No one knew his expression at this moment. The wind blew through the corners of his clothes, making a rustling sound.
Mu Tianhe stared at the moon in the sky in a daze, his eyes becoming very cloudy, like a helpless old man silently repenting for his actions.
When he was young, he always wanted to save face. For the sake of unnecessary face, he personally ruined his son's happiness and broke up his son's family. Even the grandson who should have called him grandpa disappeared.
After all, it was his grandson, but he didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl, not even his son. This was a ridiculous sin, because for the sake of face, he deprived a child of the opportunity to be embraced and grown up by his parents.
right.
He knew that the true god's disciple was called Mu Yu, and he was most likely his grandson, but his past pride made him not want to ask Mu Yu for help. Mu Hao was right, when he abandoned that child and grandson, why should he?
Come help him now?
"Everything that happened in the Mu family today was caused by me. I was too concerned about face and did wrong things one after another. I apologize to you. I have thought about it. I will go to Mr. Yan tomorrow and start from a
Start taking care of things. I can no longer watch you suffer along with me, and I should learn to let go. Survival is the most important thing."
He understood this, but the Mu family had perished.
Mu Tianhe stood up slowly. It seemed that he spent a lot of energy when standing up, and he even gasped a little.
Mu Yu suddenly realized that Mu Tianhe was already so old.
Mu Tianhe's back looked bleak and old in the moonlight. The wind in the cemetery blew on him, making his figure look very thin, as if he would be blown to the ground in the next moment.
This was supposed to be a hateful old man, but Mu Yu had a strange feeling for him in his heart.
Mu Tianhe put down his face, which touched Mu Yu's heart.
"Qiu Qi's tombstone is too disharmonious. Please find time to change Qiu Qi's tombstone! Set up the tombstone according to the way of our Mu family, and it must be the same as the surrounding tombstones."
Mu Tianhe's voice was a little hoarse, and then he walked away with staggering steps. His figure dragged very long under the moonlight, like a bamboo pole, and gradually disappeared at the end of the path.
In the past, he never recognized Zhu Qiuqi as his daughter-in-law because of his own face. He let Zhu Qiuqi be buried in the Mu family cemetery. It was only because of a little guilt that he made concessions so that Zhu Qiuqi could be buried here. But he
However, Zhu Qiuqi's tombstone was not allowed to have the imprint of the Mu family like other dead Mu family members. Mu Zhexing was only allowed to have the words "Zhu Qiuqi" engraved on it.
Therefore, Zhu Qiuqi's grave has always looked out of place with other dead people in the Mu family.
Mu Tianhe suddenly felt that it was time to correct this disharmony so that there would no longer be special tombs in the entire cemetery.
When Mu Tianhe came, Mu Zhexing was indifferent until the moment when Mu Tianhe knelt down, his body trembled slightly, and when Mu Tianhe said that he should replace Zhu Qiuqi's tombstone with the style of the Mu family
By then, Mu Zhexing had burst into tears.
He knew that his father finally recognized Zhu Qiuqi's identity, and he had been waiting for this moment for eighteen years!
Mu Tianhe broke up the couple. Eighteen years ago, Zhu Qiuqi abandoned Mu Yu, who was almost two years old, and came back alone to look for her husband, but she died in depression not long after.
The so-called disharmonious tombstone has existed for eighteen years. For eighteen years, Mu Tianhe has refused to correct this disharmony, until today!
Mu Zhexing stretched out his hand and gently touched the three words on the tombstone, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. He seemed to be talking to himself or talking to the tombstone, his voice seemed so desolate in the cemetery
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"When I used to drink, you would always come angrily and grab my bottle of wine to prevent me from getting drunk. Once I drank, you would always grab my ears and hold on. But now I have drunk for two whole days.
In ten years, you have never snatched my bottle of wine again. I have been drunk for twenty years, and you have not come to pull my ears. Why do you ignore me?" Mu Zhexing murmured in a low voice.
Two years after Mu Zhexing was forced to leave his wife, he became drunk for two years. After Zhu Qiuqi came back, he thought he would be able to be with his wife forever, but Zhu Qiuqi died soon after, and he was intoxicated again.
Eighteen years.
He always imagined that Zhu Qiuqi would come and take care of him, but the girl he loved had already left.
With her gone, he could get drunk without restraint, but he would never sober up again.
But when had he ever been drunk?
"I've always been sober. I've drank so much since you left, but I've never been drunk once. Because you didn't let me get drunk. Everyone tried to persuade me to wake up, but I've never been drunk. Why?
Want to wake up?" A silly smile appeared on Mu Zhexing's face.
You have never been drunk, how can you say you are sober?
He doesn't dare to get drunk because his wife won't let him get drunk. But he wants to drink because only in this way will his wife take care of him.
But after waiting for so many years, his wife could no longer control him.
But today he suddenly understood something.
"I will never drink alcohol again." Mu Zhexing stood up and touched these three words, "He admitted the two of us. You are now my wife of Mu Zhexing and a member of my Mu family.
, the Mu family should have the form of the Mu family, and there is no need for this wooden monument to exist."
The wooden stele in Mu Zhexing's hand suddenly turned into powder and drifted away in the wind. He still refused to forgive Mu Tianhe, and even refused to say his father.
"wait for me here."
Mu Zhexing took a deep look at his wife's grave, then rose directly into the sky, left the cemetery, and disappeared into the vast night, unknown to where he was going.
He wants to clear his wife's name.
Mu Yu looked at Mu Zhexing's retreating back, and then at Mu Tianhe's hunched figure fading away, and it seemed that a hurdle in his heart had been passed.
One is an irresponsible father, and the other is a grandfather who is obsessed with saving face. He has always wanted to find an answer from these two people, an answer that allows him to take action.
Tonight, he seemed to have found it.
"Mu Yu, does Mu Tianhe give you an explanation?" Long Teng asked.
Mu Yu didn't answer it, he just lay comfortably on the treetop, and the surrounding branches were gently rhythmic, swaying happily around his body.
He looked at the bright moon in the sky and realized that the moon seemed to be particularly round tonight.
Explain, what is there to explain?
The bright moon shone in the Mu family's cemetery, dispelling the gloom and making the dead cemetery a little more lively.
Mu Yu reached out and touched a withered yellow leaf. The dead leaf that was supposed to be falling suddenly began to glow green, so full of life, celebrating its rebirth in the night wind.
Mu Yu smiled slightly, he could give dead leaves life again, and naturally he could also make a certain destroyed family stand up again.
He said that the moment Mu Tianhe put down his face, he became a member of the Mu family.