(One hundred and four)

Sacrifice to the parents in winter, burn letters, and youth

Ling Feng returned to Mudanjiang from Shenzhen and temporarily lived in his mother-in-law's house. The ten-square-meter cottage of his mother-in-law's house has become another home for Ling Feng and Yajun. Thinking about that year, in the first two winters of his son's birth, Yajun was afraid that the temperature of the Qiaobei hut would freeze his son, so he took his son back to his parents' house to live, and he was used to living in it, and he didn't go back to the Qiaobei hut in summer. Ling Feng acquiesced to this kind of life under the fence for the sake of his son, as for the Qiaobei hut, he only needed to light a fire in winter to prevent the water pipes from frozen. In 08, I bought a house for renovation, and before my mother was seriously ill and hospitalized, there was a message that the Qiaobei cottage was going to be moved, that is, since then, there have been thefts around the cottage. Ling Feng discussed with Yajun and hurriedly moved the furniture and supplies in the hut into the new house. In this way, the north of the bridge hut is no longer a worry.

Ling Feng was happy to reunite with his son and Yajun, and the next thing he had to do was to go to Longfengpo Cemetery to grave his parents. Longfengpo Cemetery is located between Mudanjiang City and Hailin City under its jurisdiction, not far from Bao'en Temple and Yangzirong Martyrs Cemetery. If you want to get to the cemetery, you have to take the minibus to Hailin, and you have to go to the bus station to get there.

Ling Feng bought a bouquet of chrysanthemums and boarded the bus to the bus station, the Mudanjiang Highway Bus Station is located in the western suburbs of the city, and it takes half a time to take the bus from the city. The bus stops and goes, and the people in the western suburbs are almost off.

"Are you going to Hailin Longfengpo Cemetery or Ning'an Jiguanshan Cemetery?" A female voice asked.

Ling Feng looked left and right, he was the only one holding the chrysanthemum, and the only one closest to him was the female driver.

"Hey, that's me, remember me?" The female driver gestured sideways.

"You are?" Ling Feng sat in the first row behind the female driver on the right side, but he still didn't recognize who the female driver was.

"I'm Manting, I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, no wonder you don't recognize me. The female driver's tone was still the same.

"It's Manting, it's fine now. Ling Feng talked like an old friend.

"I'm very good, I heard that your unit has built another coke oven, and now the benefits are very good. "Female drivers are more talkative.

"I've been out there for a long time. Ling Feng pretended to be relaxed.

"And what are you doing now?" The female driver asked.

"I had just returned from Shenzhen and a friend invited me to help out at his cram school. Ling Feng told the truth.

"It's to make a lot of money, I said why can't I look at you. The female driver didn't mean to laugh.

"Where is there a lot of money, just eat with a mouthful of food. Ling Feng laughed at himself.

"Do you have a baby? What grade are you in?" The female driver changed the subject again.

"I have a son who is in the fourth grade of primary school. Ling Feng told truthfully.

"My family is a girl, and I will be in the first grade next year. The female driver's tone became gentle when she spoke of the child.

At this time, the bus had already arrived at the passenger station, and Ling Feng said goodbye to the female driver and got off. Looking at the bus that drove away, Ling Feng pondered again. It turned out that Ling Feng had never remembered who the female driver was, and he felt very unfamiliar with the name Manting. The reason why Ling Feng and the female driver finished talking like old friends was out of politeness.

"Who is she? Did the female driver recognize the wrong person? How did she know that she had worked for the gas company? Could it be that the female driver had also worked for the gas company before?

Ling Feng thought all the way into the passenger terminal building, walked through the hall directly to the backyard of the passenger station, and got on the minibus bound for Hailin. Hailin City is a county-level city, very close to Mudanjiang City, take the bus to Hailin does not need to buy tickets in the station, the bus will be scheduled to depart after the conductor on the bus to sell tickets.

The minibus started, and after a while, it drove out of the city, Ling Feng looked at the snow-covered fields, his mind was pure and open. The conductor began to sell tickets, and another conductor suddenly appeared in the depths of Ling Feng's thoughts, "Isn't Manting the beautiful conductor, the girl who doesn't want to deceive and tears on a rainy night." ”

Life is really interesting, we can meet again after so many years, and what is admirable is that Manting can still recognize her "boyfriend" back then.

The minibus rushed over the mountains and mountains on the cement road, and after climbing a long hillside and turning a 90-degree bend, the high-rise buildings in Hailin City could already be seen. After another 50 meters, the bus stopped on the side of the road. Here you can go downhill to Hailin City, go forward more than ten meters and turn right is the Hailin City Funeral Home, and the straight fork on the left leads to Longfengpo Cemetery.

Ling Feng got off the bus and came to the fork in the road. It is said that it is a fork in the road, but in fact it is much wider than the cement road when it came, and some tall imitation stone war horses, white elephants, camels, samurai, etc. stand in pairs on the side of the road, not far apart, leading directly to the white building in the distance. Behind the imitation stone statue are snow-covered ridges, and in the cold winter it will be full of greenery in the summer.

The fork in the road was nearly a kilometer long, and Ling Feng stared at the white building at the end of the road as he walked. It was a five-story white building, with antique cornices and corners, and an arched gate opening in the middle of the building, and a blue taxi was driving out of the doorway.

The taxi was moving very fast, and there were showers of snow and dust. Ling Feng hurriedly flashed to the side of the road and let the taxi pass first. It was rare for a taxi with a black C license plate to run so smoothly, and it drove in front of Ling Feng as soon as it slipped through the smoke, but it seemed that it was not strong enough, and it returned to normal speed not long after Ling Feng.

The change in the speed of the taxi did not attract Ling Feng's attention, and Ling Feng's eyes were still on the quaint building until he passed through the building. At the back of the building is an empty court the size of a tennis court, with two wide shadow walls that resemble two door panels, which are pulled apart to reveal two steps. When you step up the steps, you will see a wide open space and a gentle slope down to the sunny cemetery.

Ling Feng came to the cemetery and found the tombstone engraved with the names of his parents.

"Hey, who's coming to see your parents?"

Looking at the bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of his parents' tombstones, Ling Feng thought of the taxi with a black C license plate just now.

Ling Feng put the yellow chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tombstone, took out a rag from his pocket, and wiped the tombstone back and forth. After finishing his work, Ling Feng stood in front of the tombstone and stood silently, thinking about the warm past when he was with his parents. Finally, Ling Feng knelt in front of the tombstone and solemnly kowtowed three times, clasped his hands together and prayed in a low voice.

Ling Feng left the cemetery and walked back to the side of the road where he got out of the car. After a while, a special line passenger between Mudanjiang City and Hailin City came. After getting into the car, Ling Feng began to think about the person who sent the white chrysanthemum again, but he had so many relatives that he really couldn't think of who it could be. If you can't think of it, you just don't want to, your parents have been loyal all your life, and it's normal for someone to come to pay respects.

At the level of the spiritual world, Ling Feng lost his soul due to the death of his mother, left his hometown, and returned to his hometown because he missed his wife and children. After going to the grave and visiting his parents, Ling Feng's heart was re-settled, and he felt that his parents were back by his side, guiding him to face the future bravely.

In the days after Ling Feng returned from Longfengpo Cemetery, he went to his new home every day to clean up, but no one cleaned it for most of the year, and the house was full of dust. Since his son was about to have winter vacation, Ling Feng thought that he had to go to Jiayi's place to attend classes during the holidays, so he had to stay at his mother-in-law's house for a vacation, so he was not particularly anxious to clean up his new home.

The floating ash was removed, and the whole house was wiped again, and the appearance of the house has changed greatly. Looking at the indoor environment, Ling Feng said to himself: "Buy two more beds and have everything, and you can pick up your son to live in the new semester." ”

Ling Feng's new home is not far from his son's school, and he only needs to cross the road across the People's Park, and in the year when he bought the new house, the People's Park was renovated as a whole, adding two squares in the east and south. In this way, Ling Feng sent his son to school, the road would be closer, and the iron bridge could be seen from the window of his new home.

After cleaning the room, Ling Feng decided to tidy up his old things, but after searching for a long time in the cabinet with miscellaneous items on the balcony, he couldn't find the cardboard box he was looking for, and only saw a few old books that had been soaked in water and were deformed and moldy.

"Where's it gone? It's obviously on the balcony, why is it gone?"

Ling Feng firmly believed that he would not be mistaken, because that cardboard box contained a memory of his youth, and more than a hundred letters sent by Morning Dew. Before Ling Feng got married, he treated these letters like treasures, put them in a cardboard box and kept them properly, and after getting married, he was afraid that Yajun would think too much about it, so he put them in an inconspicuous place. After moving into the new house, Ling Feng deliberately placed the cardboard box full of letters in the utility cabinet on the balcony.

Ling Feng thought about walking around the room, looking here and there, eager to find some clues. The hard work paid off, and under the writing desk of the hut, Ling Feng found a cardboard box.

When the carton was opened, more than a hundred letters were neatly and intact in the carton. The new carton, tape sealed, must have been made by Yajun. Fingers swiped over the letters, and the moldy and deformed books in the balcony glove cabinet appeared in his mind, and Ling Feng felt a feeling of guilt in his heart.

The next day, Ling Feng found a big bag with all the previous letters and came to the Qiaobei hut. I haven't been here for nearly a year, and the front and back of the hut have been depressed a lot, and the two two-story buildings in the north and south are standing in tatters in the middle of a ruin, and the dry weeds abound between the ruined walls in front and back of the small buildings. Those who want money have moved out, and those who want houses really don't know how to solve it in the Year of the Monkey.

Ling Feng came to the door of his house, opened the door and walked into the house to look around, still the same as before leaving, thanks to the tenant in the summer. Ling Feng put down his big pocket, took out the letters from it, and arranged them one by one according to the time. Ling Feng planned to read it again from the beginning, and after reading it, he burned it. Because from the moment he found the letter, Ling Feng felt guilty about Yajun. It's not fair to Yajun to keep the letters written by the girls when they were young when they are married, even though there is not a single warm word in them.

Ling Feng read for nearly two hours and finally finished reading all the letters, and the struggle of a girl in his heart gradually became clear.

A student girl named Chenlu came to a coastal province after graduating from high school and joined a company to work in a company after several twists and turns. A few years later, the unwilling Chenlu resigned and went to the sea to start her own business, crawling and rolling for several years, tasting the bitterness of the world, and finally creating a world of her own.

Looking back on Chenlu's struggles, Ling Feng found that at least four of the choices were related to him.

For the first time, in the winter of 1995, Chenlu decided to resign and do a career. After Ling Feng found out, he spent a few days giving a suggestion of his own, but he didn't expect to be recognized by Chenlu. Over the years, Chenlu's business has always been in accordance with the original plan to continue to grow and develop, and now Chenlu is the owner of a limited liability company, operating projects involving tourism, catering, hotels and other aspects.

The second time, in the autumn of 1999, Chenlu planned to move to the place for development, Qingdao and Yantai chose one of the two, and Ling Feng gave Qingdao a suggestion. Today, Chenlu's company has a small reputation in Qingdao.

The third time, in the spring of 2002, Chenlu, who had achieved a little success, was worried about his cause, should he expand reproduction or should he consolidate his foundation and prepare for development? After receiving Chenlu's letter asking for opinions, Ling Feng gave his opinion according to his own preferences: to consolidate the foundation and prepare for development, and in terms of operation, to slow down the expansion of business projects and first invest in fixed assets in existing projects. Unexpectedly, Chenlu actually adopted it, and turned the real estate involved in hotels and restaurants from leasing to private property, and did not expect that housing prices across the country began to soar in the next few years.

The fourth time, in the summer of 2007, Chen Lu, who was not happy to speculate in stocks, sent a letter to Ling Feng to show off his achievements, and Ling Feng, who had never speculated in stocks, did not want to see Chenlu's current state, so he arbitrarily fabricated a message that the stock market was going to plummet at the end of May. Who knew that the blind cat met the dead mouse, and actually helped Chenlu escape the 5.30 plunge. After the crash, Ling Feng repeatedly warned Chenlu about the disadvantages of excessive speculation, and he should focus on his existing business, and Chenlu listened to the advice and gradually left the stock market.

"Why does Morning Dew take my advice so often? Ling Feng was suspicious, but he couldn't figure it out.

The past is empty, and it is still like a dream. Chenlu's struggle made Ling Feng think of himself again, and then sighed about the world. In today's materialistic society, dreams and beliefs have become ethereal and unrelievable. Status, fame and fortune are rushing, which is sad and sad!

Ling Feng came to the kitchen with the letter, lit a fire, and watched the tongue of fire devour the letters one by one, his heart was at a loss, and he didn't know what to do.

The letter is burned, the mind is worried, there is still a period of time before the students are on vacation, what should they do? Ling Feng found the junior high school mathematics textbook, and after only flipping through a few pages, he couldn't read it anymore. Because in Ling Feng's eyes, the knowledge of junior high school is too simple, he used to help Jiayi substitute teach every now and then, and he already knows the mathematics system of junior high school, and if he prepares for lessons over and over again, he feels like a waste of time.

Ling Feng put aside the mathematics textbooks, re-browsed the books on the bookshelf of his new home, and finally picked out a copy of "All Tang Poems", and casually opened it to see that it was Bai Juyi's "Twenty Rhymes of Secretary Lu's Summer Newly Planted Bamboo", and read it carefully. Bai Juyi is a realist poet who wrote more than 2,800 poems in his lifetime. Bai Juyi's poem is very long, and when Ling Feng read the sentence "Qinglan enters the night before the night, and the white dew group in the early autumn", his heart suddenly moved.

"Qinglan, Bailu, Ruolan, Chenlu, if it's two people, the world is too wonderful, right?"

"Assuming that Morning Dew is Ruolan, then Ruolan has been living by my side all these years?"

Ling Feng was taken aback by his hypothesis, and his heart was also shocked by his discovery. Whether it's or not, try to verify it, and if it's not, this relationship will be broken. What if? Ling Feng still had a knot in his heart, which he never untied.