"It's almost dawn, it's almost time, it's time to go, don't miss the hour." The old gentleman in the village squeezed in from outside the crowd and urged the Tian family to get out of the Tian family and go out before the sun rose, so that they could reach the empty grave before the set hour and let Tian Biao's ashes be buried in the ground.

"Yuanyuan, give the urn to Jiabao to hold, he is your father's only son, according to the customs of our Houkeng Village, his son should take him all the way." The old gentleman looked at Tian Yuan, who was holding the urn and refused to let go, with a look of embarrassment.

"Yuanyuan, obedient." Xia Shangzhi Dao Tian Yuan felt sad, this farewell was really a farewell, a farewell of life and death, and buried her father's voice in the mountains and in the grave.

Tian Yuan looked up at Xia Shang, nodded slightly, bit her lip, sobbed in a low voice, and watched Tian Jiabao take it, at that moment, her heart still kept throbbing.

In the past, it was the father who hugged their three siblings, and now, it is the three siblings who hug their father, but this kind of hug is too heavy.

At the beginning of the funeral, Tian Jiabao held Tian Biao's urn and followed the old gentleman's side to step out of Tian's house first, and then, Tian Maochun, Tian Maoxing ignored everyone's obstruction, followed Li Shufen and Tian Xiang and others behind Tian Jiabao.

The old man sent his son to the funeral, this is not a good thing, the old people in the village have always avoided such things, so if this kind of thing happens, the old people will also be persuaded by others to stay at home, but Tian Maochun and Tian Maoxing are unwilling no matter what others say.

The children are gone, where will they avoid this?

Xia Shang and Tian Yuan walked side by side, and his big hand never let go of Tian Yuan's small hand.

Her palm was cold, and she gently leaned half of her strength on Xia Shang's body and sobbed, "Xia Shang, I know that I have grown up, and I always have to face this day, and I always have to send my parents away one day, but I never thought that it would be so early." ”

All of this, as she remembers, the same white, the same mourning, the same road, including the cemetery chosen by the most post-feng shui gentleman.

"Do you know the truth? I still resent him in my heart, he always told me to be strong, but why wasn't he stronger? Isn't he strong waiting inside for me to pick him up? I told him that I would pick him up, but he left us in this way. ”

Xia Shang tightened the strength in his hand a little, and quietly listened to Tian Yuan sobbing and choking his voice, he knew that she needed to vent, and she needed someone to listen to the sadness in her heart.

However, Xia Shang blamed herself a little, she was not good enough to comfort people, not good enough to speak, so that she felt better.

In fact, Xia Shang also understood the reason why Uncle Tian did this, perhaps, on the one hand, because he couldn't bear what he had committed, and on the other hand, he understood how filial his daughter was, and the sentence was pronounced, and if he had to save him, he must have to pay some price.

Perhaps, he would just rather leave like this, rather than embarrass his daughter and let his daughter pay some painful price for himself.

In this world, the greatest thing is family affection, the love from this father.

The scenery of Houkeng Village is very good, these years, are developing towards tourism, the environment is also well protected, along the way, green mountains and green waters, accompanied by a little bit of hard work to climb the sun, darkness, a little bit is opened.

The farewell is closed at the moment when the ashes are buried in the ground.

The wind is slightly cool, sending the fragrance of unknown flowers, this is a picturesque place, and this is the place where her father is the most refugeant.