Jiang Huijia and Song Yi knelt down in front of Cui's grave. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Song Yi said: "Mother, my son is now married, my wife Huiniang knows books and etiquette, and she is the best woman in the world for her son." Today's Midyear Festival, I came to see you with Hui Niang, hoping that you would know and rejoice with me. Hui Niang and I will be together for a hundred years and be healthy for a lifetime. ”

Jiang Huijia immediately said: "......"

It is obviously a very serious occasion to worship the ancestors, why is Song Yi's words so embarrassing?

Song Yi lit the fire, and while burning the paper money, he babbled and said: "Mother, my son and daughter-in-law have prepared three fresh drinks and dishes for you today, as well as paper and money, please receive it." It's not a lot of money, so don't be reluctant to spend it underground, and make your life easier. ”

Song Shao played an unprecedented verbosity, and said: "I am now married and an adult. When my mother was alive, she was **** too much, and now she should be able to rest assured. If there is really reincarnation in the world, please let go of the past and enter the reincarnation as soon as possible. In the next life, you will be born in wealth, you will grow up in peace, you will be peaceful, and you will be rich. ”

This is a real good wish, "peace and happiness, a rich life", "let go of the past, early into reincarnation", it turns out that Song Yi's appeal to his deceased mother is like this.

Jiang Huijia listened silently, and also burned money with Song Yi.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she and Song Yi's heart were so close, never closer.

She seemed to be able to hear Song Yi's sadness and happiness, and glimpsed his growth, his life, and his joys and sorrows in the past ten years, when she had never met him.

Although Song Yi's personality is not gloomy, there is no doubt that he grew up in a family with a complex environment full of all kinds of cold violence.

He actually said to Cui's that he hoped she could "let go of the past and enter the reincarnation as soon as possible", it is conceivable that Song Yi is full of disagreement with Cui's "past dust" from the depths of his heart.

Cui married Song Baishan, and after a few years of nothing, Song Baishan took a concubine Yu.

Yu's is spicy and mean, Song Baishan is indifferent to the end, Cui's heart is proud, where can she face such two people, for more than ten years, her life is equivalent to staying up.

If Song Yi hadn't been studying since he was a child, he would have grown up in such an environment, and he wouldn't know what he would have become.

Jiang Huijia said slowly: "Life is short, such as morning dew. Today is yesterday, and it can be chased. The living are today, and the dead are in the afterlife. San Lang, mother, she has knowledge under the spring, and she must have let go of it a long time ago. ”

Well, if she wants her to say, a scumbag like Song Baishan should have been kicked a long time ago.

Cui's lost his whole life to him during his lifetime, what else can't he let go?

Song Yi held Jiang Huijia's hand again, his hands were close to each other, and his fingers were interlocked, as if he could reach the Heart Sutra directly.

Paper money gradually turned into ashes under the firelight, this mid-year festival in the early morning, the wind is clear and the sun is clear, just like the precipitation of the years under the firelight.

The two stood up holding hands, and finally bowed together to Choi's grave.

When they packed up the baskets and other things and walked down, the old Song family over there was finally late.

Jiang Huijia and Song Yi walked down the mountain, and the old Song family was led by Song Baishan.

Because Old Man Song didn't come, Song Yi looked at Song Baishan and the others, and just looked indifferent.

He didn't even shout "Dad", he just stood in place, turning slightly sideways, to make way for them.

Jiang Huijia and Song Yi stood side by side, so they also let them aside.

There are many people from the Song family, in addition to Song Baishan and Yu, there are also Song Dalang, Song Erlang and his wife, Song Shilang, and Song Qingfu. In addition, there is a young boy with a raw face, whom Jiang Huijia did not recognize before.

Just looking at him dressed in a green shirt, dressed as a scholar, and looking like he was twelve or thirteen years old, I guessed that he was the Song Wulang who had been studying in the town.

Song Wulang's face is quite delicate, his face is more like Yu's, but his eyebrows and eyes are like Song Baishan. It can be regarded as picking the best looking places on the Yu family and Song Baishan to grow up, and among the children born to the Yu family, he was born the best.

At this time, he was standing beside Song Baishan, and when Song Yi was silent and stepped aside, he suddenly spoke: "Third brother, congratulations on your leg injury." ”

Song Yi was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk to him.

"Thank you. Song Yi bowed his head slightly and said two words.

The corners of Song Wulang's mouth rose, and his face carried the unique flying aura of a teenager of this age, and he raised his head and said: "Third brother, my grandfather will succeed me, and now on the family tree, I am the same son-in-law as you." ”

This thing was deliberately done by Old Man Song to disgust the Yu family.

Of course, it is indeed beneficial for Song Wulang to be recorded in the name of the Cui family.

As far as this matter is concerned, the only one who has suffered significant damage is probably Yu.

Song Wulang didn't notice that just when he proudly announced to Song Yi that he was also a son-in-law, Yu's body trembled slightly.

Yu was reluctant to hate her son, but she transferred her hatred to Song Yi and Jiang Huijia. Just as Song Wulang's words fell, she suddenly raised her head and swept her vicious gaze around Song Yi and Jiang Huijia.

Song Yi noticed this, but he remained silent and only said, "That's very good." ”

may be because Song Yi was not stimulated, and Song Wulang was unwilling, and then said: "Although you are both sisters-in-law, you have been separated, and from now on you will be regarded as a branch." The only one who can really revitalize our Song family is me in the future!"

Song Yi bowed his head and said with a slight smile: "Of course, it is excellent for the fifth brother to have such ambitions. ”

Although he didn't refute anything, his indifferent expression made Song Wulang's various declarations like children's nonsense, which actually seemed ridiculous.

Song Wulang was inexplicably annoyed, and finally hummed: "The third brother kept filial piety one after another, and then he was injured again, and he has been abandoned in the past few years, and I don't know how his studies are now?"

He smiled again: "Speaking of which, Mr. Wu from our school hall told me that I would pass the county examination next year in one go, and then take the college examination the year after tomorrow." At that time, if I become the youngest talent in Qingshan Village, the third brother will not be sad!"

Song Wulang laughed with a little evil on his face, of course, in Jiang Huijia's opinion, this is clearly the second qi.

"I wish the fifth brother a bowel movement. Song Yi still didn't move.

"Hmph!" Song Wulang only snorted in the end, flicked his sleeves, and actually crossed Song Baishan and Yu's family, and walked up first.

He and Song Yi staggered by, and Jiang Huijia stood next to him, clearly seeing the provocation in his eyes.

Before this, Song Wulang's existence was only equivalent to a symbol and a name in Jiang Huijia's eyes. And now Jiang Huijia knows that her husband's fifth brother turned out to be an over-inflated middle school second boy.

When the old Song family and his party walked over, Jiang Huijia and Song Yi continued to walk down the mountain, and she laughed with a snort: "San Lang, the fifth brother is writing a war letter to you!" (To be continued.) )