"Mom!" Yang Fan walked to Yang's mother's side and said.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back!" Mother Yang didn't know what to say for a while, and tears flowed down unconsciously, whether she was happy or sad

At this time, Murong Jue and Xiao Pojun also got out of the car, and Xiao Pojun saw the scene of Yang Fan's mother and son hugging and crying, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, maybe he thought of himself.

At this time, Murong Jue also noticed Xiao Pojun's gloom, and patted him on the shoulder with one hand, as if to say: "Don't be sad, we are brothers!" ”

After coming over for a while, some of those three aunts and two aunts put some grapefruit leaves in an iron basin and lit it all at once.

"Step over it, cross over and you'll be fine!"

"yes, yes, this grapefruit leaf is moldy."

Although Yang Fan didn't believe this, he still stepped over according to what these aunts and aunts said, asking for peace of mind and not letting these aunts and aunts work in vain.

"Come on, come on, let's step on it too!" It is said that the villagers are very welcoming, and it is true.

Murong Jue and Xiao Pojun also jumped over the brazier with a smile, and suddenly there was a jubilant at the door, and Yang's mother's tears disappeared, and what was left was that happy smile, holding her son's hand vigorously, she was unwilling to let go, as if she was afraid that her son would leave.

"By the way, Mom, what about Dad and Grandpa?"

It's been half an hour, he didn't see his father and grandfather, and he couldn't help but wonder, according to common sense, his grandfather should be at home, why didn't he see it.

But when Yang Fan asked this, everyone's voices stopped, and Yang's mother didn't know how to explain to her son for a while, but raised her head and looked at the altar.

I saw a photo frame hanging on the altar, and the old man in the frame was so kind, and the kind smile made people feel very close.

The traces of the years are so clear, the white hair has already shown that he is too old, his voice and smile are still echoing in Yang Fan's mind, and the faltering figure is pulling his nerves step by step. He didn't expect that this farewell would be a farewell to life and death, he hated him and hated himself, hated that he couldn't even guard his grandfather's side.

"Ahh Yang Fan shouted as if he was crazy and ran out, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

Murong Jue originally wanted to hold Yang Fan, but was stopped by Xiao Pojun on the side.

"Let him go!"

Yang Fan ran wildly all the way, tears fell unconsciously, he didn't expect this farewell to be a farewell? This made him unable to accept all this at once. Yang Fan ran desperately, he ran towards the mountain, he knew that his grandfather and grandmother who loved him were all on this mountain.

The countryside is different from the city, where cremation is not popular at all, but burial. The emphasis is on dust returning to dust, burying under this land, and everything returning to its original place.

Burial began at the end of primitive society, and after entering the class society, there was a clear hierarchical difference between the noble and the low. In the Qin and Han dynasties, the rulers forbade cremation of the people with the same idea that "the body is skinned, and the parents who receive it dare not destroy it", and the burial became the common burial style of the Han nation, and it has been followed from generation to generation. Therefore, this practice is still used in rural areas today. However, it is different in the city, after all, burial costs land, and there is not so much land to consume in the city.

Sure enough, there was a new grave in front of Grandma Yang Fan's grave, and it seemed that it would not be many days before the soil was added.

Yang Fan came to this grave excitedly and knelt down.

"Grandpa," Yang Fan choked up.

It's a pity, no matter how much he yells and screams to leave, he is leaving, and no matter how much you do, he will never come back. People can't be resurrected after death, and no matter how sad you are, God won't be able to let the person who is already on the Huangquan Road come back.

"Xiaofan, do you want to do it when you grow up?"

"I want to be a police officer!"

"So what do you do when you become a police officer?"

"To"

"When the police are responsible, justice must be upheld"

The kind voice kept echoing in Yang Fan's ears, as if it had happened yesterday, so familiar, so clear.

"Why, why didn't you wait for me to come back!" Yang Fan said tremblingly.

How much he wished that he could be by the old man's side, and how much he hoped that he could accompany him through this last journey. But why, why is the sky so playful, why is it like this?

Yang Fan's heart was constantly roaring, he hated this day, hated himself, and hated the Li family even more, if it wasn't for the Li family, nothing would have happened. A terrifying hatred took root in his heart, and his hatred for the Li family became stronger and stronger, Hu Haiming died because of his fight with the Li family, and his grandfather was also indirectly.

The Li family and Yang Fan must have an understanding, not to mention whether the Li family will be willing to let go of Yang Fan, but Yang Fan is afraid that he will never let go of the Li family now.

"What's the use of the police?" I thought that when I was a child, I dreamed of being a policeman, but in this filthy society, the police are just grass under the wall, and only power and power are the only truth in this world.

Suddenly, Yang Fan's yearning for power in his heart became more obvious, he didn't do mediocrity with the trick of breaking the void, and now he wants to get greater power. Monetary interests ** power. All this became Yang Fan's goal, an ambition, a powerful ambition spread in Yang Fan's heart.

"Knock knock" Yang Fan knocked his head dozens of times in front of this tombstone, and even his forehead suddenly turned blue.

Wiping away his tears, Yang Fan slowly stood up, and in an instant, the momentum on his body turned, and instantly became extremely fierce, and the iron bones were as if they were going to break this day, and a domineering momentum erupted from his body, flashing a trace of light in the corner of his eyes, although it was only for a moment, but the resolute gaze was still flickering in the depth.

"In this life, I will not let anyone who loves me and cares about me be hurt in the slightest, even if it is to protect it with my life."

Yang Fan made an oath in front of the old man's grave for this life, and it was because of this oath that Yang Fan was seriously injured many times, and even fell into a decisive death situation many times.

Yang Fan walked down the mountain step by step, and the old elder whose back was pulled by the glow of the sun

And the portrait of the old man on the tombstone seems to have sensed it, and the smile is so bright. It seems that he is happy because his grandson has come to see him, and he seems to be laughing because his grandson has grown up.

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