Not long after receiving the certificate, my uncle entered the hospital.

My uncle never let her visit, for fear that she would be embarrassed, but she couldn't do it without doing her best. Moreover, in this nominal marriage, it was not her who was wronged the most, but her uncle who was used by the whole family.

In order to give the child in her womb a legitimate identity, the whole family actually planned to let her seriously ill uncle exert his residual heat and use his name to complete her and the family's reputation.

What's even more ridiculous is that my uncle didn't object!

In order to raise Meizi, who had no father and mother, his uncle never married. He is not only Meizi's uncle, but also Meizi's "father".

Since he was not much older than Meizi, there were many people in the town who thought he was a bad neighbor, and they kept splashing dirty water on him, forcing him to go out to work early, thus delaying his lifelong event.

Meizi, who followed her uncle around, was extremely diligent and was later admitted to university.

Although the undergraduate is not a prestigious school, Meizi did not give up on herself, but worked harder, and finally was admitted to Liu University with excellent grades and became a graduate student under Zhao Zhengping.

After graduating and marrying Zhao Zhengping, I thought that I could honor this uncle. But people are not as good as heaven, and God didn't give her too many opportunities.

That day, my uncle dragged his bulky body to Xiaojie, and at the end of the corridor, he heard her conversation with Meizi.

"Yes, I'm not going to discuss this with your father, but I'm going to talk to you. You are weak, and now you have to give birth again, so don't work for three or five years. You help me take care of Shengsheng at home, and I came out of school to find a job to supplement the family. ”

"Meizi, the family is not short of money. ”

"Zhengping's money is given to you, and I don't care about Shengsheng. But for the matter of filial piety to my uncle, I have to come by myself, what is the matter with the money from the levy?"

My uncle's illness cost me money and took time. is also a woman, so she naturally understands Meizi's thoughts. "My dad and you are husband and wife, he should pay for it, and I should also contribute money and efforts, after all...... Meizi, school and home can't do without you, you can't go out to work. I'm going to sell the house tomorrow, and the medical bills aren't a problem. ”

The house in her mouth is the one that Chen An bought for her. Originally, she had returned it to Fang's mother, but somehow, the real estate deed and keys were sent back.

Although selling the house is the next policy, it is also forced by the situation.

"This will never work!" Meizi patted her pants and stood up, "that house, you will have to return it to them sooner or later." ”

But how can you pay it back? Transferring ownership means meeting again. "The house is left to his children. ”

"Then you can't sell it!"

……

They argued for a long time on the corridor, but in the end they couldn't come up with a perfect solution.

But the next day, they didn't have to argue about it anymore. After leaving a note beside the hospital bed, my uncle jumped from the top floor and passed away.

Such a departure is good for Meizi and Dean, and I am willing.

——On the thin paper, a few words are as heavy as Mount Tai.

When the doctor announced that his uncle's rescue was ineffective, his knees suddenly loosened and he leaned limply on the door of the ward. She leaned through the window of the door and saw through the glass as her uncle was covered with a white cloth.

Although the doctor was already urging her to leave, she still stubbornly stayed in front of the door, watching the clear morning light slide over her uncle's body and finally rest on his right hand.

The hand still seemed alive, as if something was still written, but it really didn't look like the hand of a deceased person.

Tears flowed down her cheeks, and as her father forcibly dragged her out of the room, she left her uncle, her ex-husband, in a daze in front of her eyes.

"Widowed" - what a sad two words, so sad that few people will be ruthless enough to mention her suspicious past in the future.

When my uncle went out of the funeral, he had to cry so much that he couldn't make it clear. "Dad, Meizi, it's all me, I forced my uncle to death. ”

Zhao Zhengping pulled up his daughter who was squatting in the corner, "Yes, I single-handedly contributed to my uncle's death." If you and Meizi want to hate, hate me, and don't hate yourself. ”

"Dad, it has nothing to do with you, I killed my uncle, I shouldn't have this child. ”

"Come on, you're pregnant, don't cry like that. Meizi wiped the tears from the corners of her mouth and whispered, "You keep asking me, why did my uncle agree to this marriage?" I didn't say it before, but after reading his note, you should be able to understand, right?"

"Is my uncle going to marry me?" asked Umeko in disbelief.

"Yes. Meizi said, "Uncle knows that none of us dare to open this mouth, so he took the initiative to come to me and discuss it with your father." He said that he is the most suitable person for a fake marriage with you. Not only can you keep your innocence, but you can also naturally return you to a free body. I didn't think he would kill himself, though. But when he was really gone, I gradually understood that from the moment he raised me, all the hurt he suffered was due to his kindness, but he never blamed anyone. He's gone, and I'm sadder than any of you. But if even I fail his kindness and don't live well, it will not only be sorry for his nurturing grace, but also make him restless under the spring. ”

Meizi's relief did not diminish the guilt in her heart, and she continued to cry in the corner.

Zhao Zhengping looked at his daughter and sighed faintly.

He has long taught his daughter to be reasonable, to be kind, and to know how to love. But his uncle's death made him understand that those were just a beautiful invisible shackles.

The more sensible, kind, and loving a person is, the more difficult it is to extricate himself from guilt.

And the more knowledge tools one has, the more he will be able to see his own bad roots, and then he will become a prisoner who cannot get rid of these bad roots, because no one is a Buddha who has seen through the world.

Reading is really a double-edged sword, one side can pierce the truth, and the other side can stab yourself.

After taking care of his uncle's funeral, Zhao Zhengping applied for an exchange scholar as quickly as possible, preparing to work in Singapore for two years. Meizi, Dede, and his youngest son, Katsukatsu, will go with him.

A few days after Han Han was born, Zhao Zhengping picked up his white grandson and promulgated a family rule that could not be objected to.

Since then, my uncle's name can only appear secretly on the Qingming Festival.

"Dad, it's not fair to Meizi and Uncle. ”

"What are you telling Han Han to do this? Do you want Han Han to know what a terrible grandfather he has? Not only did he force Meizi's uncle to death, but he also viciously disliked his background!"

In fact, Zhao Zhengping has never disliked this uncle, and even respected him, but as a father and grandfather, he is still selfish. Because the family will eventually return to live in Liucheng, he doesn't want his daughter and grandson to be too involved with his uncle who is not from a high background, and he wants to properly block the distorted speculation of the outside world for his daughter.

"Yes, I'm going to be sad too. Umeko said low and clear.

"Meizi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Zhao Zhengping kept apologizing to Meizi. He didn't dare to stop, as if he was going to talk about his pain being similar to that of a plum.

But he gradually found that even though his pain could be similar to that of Meizi, he still couldn't forgive himself. "Meizi, let's get a divorce, I'll leave the house, and all my property in the future will belong to you and Shengsheng. ”

Meizi glared angrily and smiled bitterly. "Old Zhaotou, there must be a reason to divorce me, right?"

"Do you need to explain the reason?"

"Say it, and make it clear. ”

"Meizi, I can still ask for your forgiveness for my uncle's death. But I can't ask for your forgiveness for letting the whole family forget about my uncle, because I can't even get over myself. ”

"I'm not going to forgive you, but can divorce make it all over?"

Meizi did not sign the divorce agreement and continued to live with Zhao Zhengping, but the two basically lost communication and were strangers.

Until one day, Meizi pulled Zhao Zhengping in front of her and shouted: "You paid to build a Hope Primary School in our village in the name of your uncle, and this matter is over." In the future, I can not mention my uncle at home, but I want the people in the village to remember my uncle for the rest of their lives. ”

After speaking, Meizi sat cross-legged on the bed and gasped: "I can't speak for several days, I really suffocate me." ”

Zhao Zhengping smiled, "Actually, I've been thinking a lot about it these days, instead of divorcing, it's better to find a way to compensate you and Shengsheng." The matter of building Hope Primary School, let's go back to Liucheng to do it. ”

"Actually, I can understand my uncle's affairs. ”

"But I don't expect your understanding. Zhao Zhengping thought for a while and said, "Oh, didn't you say that you want to send Shengsheng to study abroad? ”

Meizi was confused: "Why don't you object? Didn't you say that you would teach him personally?"

Looking at the drawer with his uncle's portrait locked, Zhao Zhengping felt great irony, and he said with a dying breath: "Send Shengsheng out." ”

Two years later, they returned to Liucheng with their family.

On the first day I came back, I had to go to the house first. In the room, there is a picture buckled on the table. She took a closer look, and it read: This love should be a long-term stay, if you don't have the heart, I will leave.

Although the words are covered with thick dust, they still can't hide the anger of Chen An's pen.

I had to flip the photo to the front, and it turned out to be the one they had taken at the café when they were leaving.

But it was taken with her mobile phone, how could Chen An have it?

Oh, I remember.

Chen An hates girls checking his mobile phone the most, so he deliberately uses the same iCloud account with her, so the photos and some information in their mobile phones are synchronized with each other. Chen An said that although the two shared the content of their mobile phones, whether they peeked or not was all up to their own consciousness. However, even if one party peeks at it, the other party will not know and will not be disgusted.

Naturally, she didn't have the consciousness not to peek.

Is Chen'an conscious?

With a wry smile, she put the photo in a drawer, then locked the door, sealing the past she shouldn't have been obsessed with anymore.