The tomb of the late father Wen Jiyun?

Wen Jiyun? How is the name so familiar?

Fu Zheng looked down along the tombstone, and saw that there was still writing on the left side "Unfilial son Wen Jun weeps".

Wen Jun? I've never heard of this name.

Lin Yongcheng, who was holding a shovel and was originally going to repair the grave for his father, saw that Fu Zheng had been staring at the tombstone next to him, so he couldn't help but put down the shovel and came over and asked, "Miss Fu, what's wrong?" ”

Fu Zheng stood up, pointed to the tombstone in front of him and said, "I always feel that the name on this tombstone is somewhat familiar. ”

Lin Yongcheng came over to take a look when he heard this: "Wen Jiyun? Wen Jiyun seems to be really familiar, where have I seen it. ”

As he spoke, he also patted himself on the head a few times, but it was the same as Fu Zheng, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Is there anything wrong with this tombstone?" Lin Xiaoyue looked at the two of them puzzled, "It's been standing here for many years." ”

Lin Yongcheng nodded and said, "It's been many years, but I never paid attention to the words written on it." ”

"It's been more than six years." Lin gave an affirmative answer, "Two years later than your father." ”

"More than six years ......" Fu Zheng repeated several times, took two steps back and looked at it.

The cemetery is not big, and it is much simpler to repair than the tomb of Lin's father, there is not even a single brick and stone around, the grave is overgrown with weeds, and even the stone tablet in front of it has only two simple lines of words "The tomb of the ancestor Wen Jiyun, the unfilial son Wen Jun weeps", and even the time or anything was not written.

There is a patch of weeds on the side of the tombstone and some ashes remaining, which must have been paid by someone in the morning.

After thinking about it, she asked, "Have you met anyone who came here to sweep the grave?" ”

Lin Yongcheng shook his head: "I'm busy, and most of the time Xiaoyue and my mother came." ”

Seeing Fu Zheng set his eyes on himself, Lin Xiaoyue thought for a while and said: "About the year before last, I met once, but it was relatively cold at that time, he wrapped half of his face with a scarf and wore sunglasses, I didn't see what he looked like, but he felt very handsome, and he was quite tall." ”

Lin Xiaoyue's words didn't help Fu Zheng pull out any impressive memories, so he turned his head and asked while looking, "Are all the people buried here from Linjia Village?" ”

The Lin brothers looked at each other and couldn't answer, so the Lin family replied: "No, this hill is the common cemetery of several nearby villages, and it can be regarded as the ancestral cemetery of these villages." ”

Lin Xiaoyue suddenly realized: "No wonder my brother proposed to move Dad's grave into the urban cemetery several times, but you refused." ”

Lin Yongcheng interjected: "I remember that there are no people with the surname Wen near our village. ”

Lin said: "This, I don't know, maybe the people in the city can't afford to buy a cemetery, and it may be that they were secretly buried here." ”

Lin Xiaoyue saw that everyone's attention was on this ordinary tombstone, so she smiled and said: "I think what my mother said has a certain truth, you see that this tomb is so poorly repaired, it looks like a poor family like us." The name is also popular, so I guess that's why you all think you've seen it somewhere. There was a guy in the movie I watched the other day who had the same name as my dad. ”

Lin Yongcheng nodded in approval of his sister's words.

Fu Zheng really couldn't think of a reason, seeing that everyone was looking at him, he said embarrassedly: "Let's burn paper money for my uncle, it's almost dark." ”

Lin Yongcheng went to repair the grave when he heard this, Lin Xiaoyue took out incense and candles and lit them, while Lin burned paper money and chattered about the tombstone. "Old man, Yongcheng and Xiaoyue have come to see you......"

Fu Zheng held a stack of straw paper and burned it again and again, listening to Lin's prayers, but she kept thinking about the name Wen Jiyun in her mind, she felt that her intuition would not be wrong, she must have seen this person's name somewhere, and always felt that this person had some kind of involvement with herself, but she couldn't understand that she had never been here, how could anyone have anything to do with her!

After sweeping the tomb, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening when the four of them returned to Qinyuan Mingyuan.

As soon as she came back, Lin Xiaoyue and Lin entered the kitchen, Zhang Luo had dinner, and Fu Zheng saw that there was still a while before leaving the meal, so he went back to the room, lying on the bed, but the tombstone with Wen Jiyun's name written on it kept shaking in his mind.

The phone rang.

It was Han Siqi who called, and she was busy connecting.

"Zheng, is your jewelry box in the safe? Why is it gone? ”

"That, I brought it to Qinyuan Mingyuan." I can't say a word or two on the phone, so let's wait for him to come here and talk about it in detail.

"What are you bringing there for? Okay, save it for us at night. ”

"Phew, what are you talking about? Did Fu Xing have a fever? ”

"Retreat, it's fine. Come, Star, answer Mommy's call. ”

The phone quickly transferred to Fu Xing's hand, and Fu Xing's cheerful voice immediately came: "Mommy! I miss you so much! ”

"Good son, Mommy misses you too." Fu Zheng's throat became hard all of a sudden, "Have you taken your medicine properly?" Did you obediently listen to Daddy and Aunt Xiao? ”

"Mommy, I'm very well-behaved, the medicine is so bitter, I didn't spit it out."

Fu Zheng's voice choked: "Xingxing is so good, you have to learn to take care of yourself, you can't get sick again, Mommy will be worried." ”

"Mommy, you have to take care of yourself, you can't get sick, I'll worry about Mommy."

"Yes." Fu Zheng's heart was crumbled, and tears flowed down his face, and he almost cried.

On the phone, I vaguely heard Han Siqi talking on the side, Fu Xing hummed, and said to the phone again: "Mommy, I wish you a happy new year, good health, and I wish our family...... Daddy, what does the family do? Oh, I wish our family happiness, happiness and sweetness! Mommy I love you! Yes? Oh Mommy, Daddy let me tell you, he loves you too! ”

Fu Zheng covered his mouth and said vaguely: "I love you too!" ”

For the first time, she noticed that her tears were so low.

Fu Xing heard something strange, and his voice immediately changed: "Mommy, why are you crying?" Don't cry, the stars will cry if you cry! ”

Fu Zheng sobbed: "Mommy didn't cry, Mommy was happy to see the stars so well-behaved." ”

Han Siqi was heard on the phone: "Your mommy cried because she heard you say that Daddy loves her." ”

"It's not, Mommy said that because the stars are very well-behaved, she cried happily."

Fu Zhengzheng heard the argument between the father and son on the phone, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Mommy smiled! Mommy laughed! Fu Xing cheered again on the phone.

"If you are obedient, Mommy will laugh."

"Mommy, I'm really good! I don't cry or make trouble, Dad said, when Grandpa is well, we'll go to Mommy to pick it up! ”

"Okay, Mommy is waiting for you to come......" Before she could finish her words, the phone was cut off!

She estimated that someone must have entered their room over there, so she didn't say hello, so she cut off the phone, she didn't think much about it, put the phone aside, closed her eyes and was still thinking about Wen Jiyun, she really couldn't think of it, so she simply got up and turned on the computer to search on the Internet.

All of a sudden, dozens of messages related to Wen Jiyun appeared on the screen.

Wen Jiyun, one of the drug dealer giants who was all the rage in City B six years ago, was brutally murdered by Li Ming when he made a secret deal with Li Ming six years ago.

No wonder she feels so familiar with the name Wen Jiyun, it turns out that this is the case!

Wen Jiyun's son is really hiding in City B!

Fu Zheng, who was very excited, immediately grabbed his mobile phone and called his senior brother.

Yang Tao was surprised when he heard what she said: "You mean you found Wen Jiyun's grave in the Linjia Village cemetery?" ”

"Yes, and I also found out that someone was sweeping his grave today, and I suspect that it was his son Wenjun, who had not been heard from six years ago."

"I once went to the major cemeteries in City B to look for Wen Jiyun's tomb, but I didn't find it, but I didn't expect it to be buried in the countryside!"

"No one would have thought that Wen Jiyun would be buried in such a remote place, it seems that his son doesn't want people to find out about his existence, since it is so secretive, there must be some ulterior secret."

Yang Tao pondered for a while and asked, "Has anyone ever seen this tomb sweeper?" ”

"Lin Yongcheng's sister Lin Xiaoyue said that she touched it once, but she didn't see what he looked like."

"I have a photo of Wenjun, I'll upload it to you on the Internet in a while, you show it to Lin Xiaoyue for recognition, and make sure it's Wenjun or not."

"Okay." Fu Zhengzheng hung up the phone, downloaded the photos sent by Yang Tao to his mobile phone, and rushed downstairs.

In the restaurant, Lin Xiaoyue happened to come out with a plate of dishes.

Fu Zheng called out to her and handed her the phone: "Xiaoyue, come and see, the man you met in the cemetery the year before last, is this man?" ”

Lin Xiaoyue stared at the phone for a while, shook her head and said, "Not really." ”

"If you take a closer look, he was wearing sunglasses at the time, and you can't see his eyes clearly, so let's see if his face looks like it?"

Lin Xiaoyue looked at it for a while, and her eyes began to be confused: "Originally, I still remember a little bit of what he looked like, but when you asked me like this, I can't remember what he looks like." ”

Fu Zheng put away his phone in disappointment.

Lin Xiaoyue saw Fu Zheng's expression, and felt a little guilty: "Sister Zheng, I'm sorry, I really can't think of it." ”

Fu Zheng smiled: "It's nothing. Go to the kitchen and help your aunt, call me when the meal is ready. ”

After speaking, he returned to the room and called Yang Tao: "Xiaoyue didn't say it was like it at first, but then I asked a few more words, and she was messy." The first feeling should be right, it doesn't seem to be Wenjun. But the tombstone does have Moonjun's name written on it. ”

"Maybe it was two people who erected the monument and swept the tomb, maybe it was Wen Jiyun's former subordinates. But no matter what, we at least know that in addition to Li Xiaomeng and Zhou Bing in City B, there is another group of people hiding in the shadows. ”

"Maybe the photos on your phone are a little small and you can't see them clearly, or wait for you to send a bigger and clearer photo?"

"Okay, then where am I waiting for you?"

"You can just send me to live here, and I told Siqi about the task between us—the misunderstanding between us was cleared."

"Great! I'll eat first, and I'll send it over after eating. ”

Putting down the phone, Fu Zhengzheng pondered for a long time, and all kinds of speculations and assumptions were carried out in his mind, but he was quickly rejected by himself.

"Knock knock!" There was a sharp pounding on the door, and she jumped out of bed.