The old man Song in the house looked up when he heard the sound, and happened to see his son-in-law Ye Zhiqing standing at the door, holding the chopsticks and was stunned for a while.

Song Yaping was just about to habitually reprimand Summer for being careless again, if you have to find something to do to add food, you got stuck in your throat like this.

Ye Boting covered his mouth and cried out: "Mom! ”

This mom made Song Yaping react completely. When he stood up, he brought the stool down.

Song Yaping cried and pounced on Ye Zhiqing, beating Ye Zhiqing's arm with her fist, and Ye Zhiqing let Song Yaping slap him, and the cold air and sadness all over his body enveloped him:

"You still know to come back? You know it's back! Mom is gone, gone! ”

Ye Zhiqing has been in the same state as his son Ye Boxuan since he entered the house, his eyes are staring directly at the direction where Zhen Yuxian's posthumous photo is placed in the center of the living room, everything in heaven and earth seems to have nothing to do with them, and his eyes are full of the black and white photo.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but before they reach the sad place, the Wen Jiàn bag in Ye Zhiqing's hand, who was standing at the door, fell to the ground, and he knelt down with a plop.

Ye Boxuan took off his military hat and knelt down at the door.

Ye Boxuan tilted his head and inhaled deeply, choking in a suppressed voice. He wanted to let the tears flow backwards, but the tears in his eyes dripped down uncontrollably, soaking his olive-green military uniform.

Ye Boting let go of Song Yaping's arm and knelt down behind Ye Boxuan. Ye Boting never thought that she was just going to practice the battlefield for a training exercise, and she would never see the grandmother who would care for her and call her nannan.

In the summer, my brain went blank, and I cleaned up the broken bowl before leaving the kitchen. When she entered the house, she saw a scene that made her choke up instantly. She held on to the kitchen door frame with one hand. Covering the uncontrollable crying with one hand.

The three people's soldiers in military uniforms moved from the door of the living room to the place where Zhen Yuxian's posthumous photo was placed by kneeling.

Ye Zhiqing was in tears, his lips were squirming, and he could only hear clearly that he was calling his mother one after another.

Mom, why didn't you wait for Zhiqing to come home?

Mom, why are you gone?

Mom, I think there's a mom at 80, why aren't you there?

Mother. My son didn't even see the last of you. Unfilial, unfilial!

Mom, how embarrassing are you to Zhiqing.

Ye Boxuan's face was tired, his eyes were red, and he knelt next to Ye Zhiqing. Unblinking eyes looking at the picture of his grandmother.

He had just married a wife. He personally picked up the old man who had been waiting for him to get married. At that time, his grandmother was still drinking happily, holding his hand and teaching him how to get along with husband and wife. Is it all you have to look at the photos?

This sudden bad news made Ye Boxuan, who has always been realistic, accept incompetence.

Ye Boting couldn't hold back his crying, and expressed the ambivalence of the soldiers when they encountered the same situation:

"Grandma, grandma, you haven't even seen the pavilion, why should I be a soldier! What is the purpose of being a soldier! Didn't even see the last of you! Why do I have to go? I'll be able to see you at home. I was wrong grandma, I was wrong. ”

She understands that everything in the world can wait and work hard to get it, but in the face of birth, old age, sickness and death, you have three heads and six arms, and you have no power to return to heaven.

But now she is trapped in infinite self-pity, and she can't control it. Since she was a child, her grandfather and grandfather have been partial to her brother, and only her grandmother treats her as a girl equally and gives the same attention.

Zhen Yuxian in the photo, as usual, looked at her children lovingly, just like the expression of those loving words before. It seems to be inclusive and listening......

She was opposite to the green uniforms in front of her, as if she was praising you: You in the wind and rain are more soldiers. Please don't be sad, keep in mind my entrustment, a good son will protect the country, I am proud of your excellence.

Song Yaping no longer looks like the way she has to cry after the accident, and she is no longer afraid that she will be messed up when she falls, she cried loudly, fell on the sofa, and cried in the arms of Old Man Song.

And in the summer, looking out of the window sprinkled with snow through the glass window, for the first time, I didn't care and take care of Song Yaping when she was crying.

She doesn't have to keep an eye on her mother-in-law all the time.

She relaxed, this home, finally back, she was really a little tired.

……

The night before the burn-out seven, the atmosphere of the Ye family was dull, but it was not quiet.

Ye Zhiqing knelt down in front of his mother's posthumous photo.

He was followed by his sons and daughters.

Old Man Song sat on the sofa holding Buddhist beads, closed his eyes and silently accompanied.

And in the summer, under the leadership of her mother-in-law, she was wearing filial piety cloth to Ye Boxuan, who was kneeling.

The floor clock had already struck twelve times, Ye Zhiqing did not look back, and said to Ye Boxuan and Ye Boting:

"Go, go and rest. Your mother has had a hard time. And Bo Xuan, let's go upstairs early. I'm going to talk to your grandmother for a while. ”

Ye Boting wanted to speak and stopped, and comforted Ye Zhiqing with a dry voice:

"Dad, my sister-in-law boiled rice porridge, drink some. We started on our way, and we haven't run out of water and rice for a day and a night. ”

Ye Zhiqing didn't answer, just shook his head.

Ye Boxuan stood up first, and Ye Boting shook when he stood up due to his long kneeling. I barely walked around and went to the bedroom to find her mother.

Ye Boxuan lifted the curtain of the kitchen door, and what he saw was his little wife wearing a black sweater, lying on the kitchen counter and falling asleep.

In the summer, I don't fall asleep so steadily, and occasionally my shoulders shrug. There are four dishes of mixed side dishes on the counter, a small aluminum pot on the stove, and a towel on the aluminum pot to keep warm.

Ye Boxuan approached Summer, and his cold fingers touched Summer's hair, and Summer was alert. opened his misty eyes and looked at it carefully, only to realize that Ye Boxuan was back.

Ye Boxuan's hoarse voice sounded: "Go upstairs and sleep, if Dad eats, I'll give him hot heat." ”

Xia quickly stood up and poured a glass of honey water for Ye Boxuan: "Your lips are cracked." ”

"Hmm." Ye Boxuan took it, held the water cup and pulled Xia Xia away: "There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow, go upstairs and sleep." ”

When passing by the living room, Ye Boxuan put the honey water in his hand in front of Ye Zhiqing, pursed his lips, and finally didn't say anything, and took the lead upstairs under the gaze of summer.

As soon as he closed the bedroom door in the summer, he was hugged by Ye Boxuan.

Ye Boxuan hugged Xia fiercely, buried his head in Xiaxia's neck, and said slowly in a hoarse voice and a grateful tone: "Thank you, Xia." ”

Thank you for doing your filial piety for me, thank you for taking my place and sending my grandmother on her last journey...... (To be continued......)

PS: The third watch will continue today, and the second watch will be at 13:00 in the afternoon