Zhong Shan's home has now moved into a 150-square-meter residence in the Qingcheng Garden property community, and after Zhong Zixing went to college, the big house seemed empty, filled by Qiu Yueyue's beautiful piano sound. Since the boy Yu came, the big house is not empty, and it is full of laughter and laughter of a family of three.

Zhongshan has passed the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, and the middle-aged woman is regarded as a pearl in the palm of her hand, and she is even more full of women, looking like she is indisputable with the world.

Now he has stepped down from his post as director of the Social News Department and served as the secretary general of the Journalists' Association, only responsible for the review of the "Reporter's Home" publication every month, and the rest of the time is used to drive his daughter to kindergarten and send her to various interest classes, and he is very busy.

Driving on the main road in Qingshan City, which has been widened many times but is still crowded with vehicles, he often recalls the scene when his old father rode a bicycle to send him to school, and every time he recalls, he will feel a lot of emotion, and feel that what he is doing now is a relay of love.

The youngest daughter asked mischievously, "Dad, why are you crying?" ”

Zhong Shan said: "Dad didn't cry, Dad was blind." ”

The daughter said: "Dad is lying, there is no sandstorm in the car, and there is no haze, how can you be blind, you just cry." Did mom scold dad? ”

Zhong Shan smiled: "Little clever ghost, it's not my mother who scolds my father, it's my father who remembered that my father was disobedient when I was a child, and my grandfather scolded my father, so I cried sadly." ”

The daughter thought for a while: "That's right, grandpa is daddy's father." ”

Both father and daughter laughed.

Zhong Shan drove the car to the gate of Qingshan Normal University and dialed Qiu Yueyue's phone. They had already made an appointment in the morning, and taking advantage of this good spring, the three of them went boating in the park in the afternoon. Qiu Yueyue had no classes in the afternoon, so Zhong Shan went to the kindergarten in advance to pick up Ziyu, and then pick up Qiu Yueyue. Zhong Shan remembered that year when he promised Lin Meihui to take Zixing to the park for boating, but later when Zixing grew up, they broke up, and rowing in the park for a family of three became an unfulfilled agreement. He suddenly thought that there are some things in life, and if you grasp them, you can grasp them, otherwise you may lose them forever.

Qiu Yueyue walked out of the school gate and wore a beautiful lake blue dress. Qiu Yueyue often said to her colleagues: "After all, age is not forgiving, I have to dress myself up beautifully, so that I can match our little princess." ”

The family of three drove to the park gate and parked their car in the parking lot. Mom and Dad were holding their little daughter's little hand, and the little guy was wearing a pure white princess dress, bouncing extremely cheerfully. It was a fine day at the end of spring, with the breeze blowing the green willows and the birds singing and flowers everywhere. A duck-shaped boat ripples in the blue waves, carrying the laughter of a family of three. Zhong Shan also specially brought a guitar, played the song "Childhood" first, and then asked Ziyu: "Xiao Yu'er, what do you want to hear?" ”

Xiao Yu said: "Dad, I want to sing and count the ducks, and you accompany me." ”

Zhong Shan followed Ziyu's rap and played a few ducks again.

Qiu Yueyue was busy taking photos of the father and daughter with her mobile phone at this time, Ziyu understood, put her arms around her father's neck, and kissed her father's cheek with her meaty mouth. Dad had a happy smile on his face.

On the way back, Ziyu was tired from playing, lying on the seat in the back of the car, sleeping on her mother's lap.

Zhong Shan said: "Ziyu, this child is becoming more and more sensible, I want to take her to Sichuan before she goes to elementary school, visit her hometown, sweep the graves of her parents, and tell her the truth by the way, so that the child can live in sobriety since childhood." ”

Qiu Yueyue was speechless for a long time.

Zhong Shan said: "Yueyue, you won't deliberately hide the child's life experience like my mother did back then, right?" ”

Qiu Yueyue said: "Where do you want to go, am I such a selfish person?" Of course, your mom isn't a selfish person either. I think, she is still so weak and simple, if she tells Ziyu the truth too early, is it too cruel? ”

Zhong Shan said: "We still try to take the initiative, and when she grows up and asks us when she doubts her background, it may leave a psychological shadow." You think, there are some surgeries, such as appendix cutting, circumcision, which are done when you are young. If you do it early, the pain will be light, and you will forget the pain when you grow up. ”

Qiu Yueyue smiled and said, "Reporter Zhongda, you have committed an occupational disease again, and you are blind and metaphorical, can it be the same?" I think that even if I tell her, I have to reveal it little by little, so that it can't be too sudden and scare the child. ”

Zhong Shan said: "I understand this. You also think about how it is better. ”

Tell the little daughter the truth and take the little daughter back to Sichuan to sweep the graves of her biological parents on May 11, two years later, the next day is her parents' memorial day, and in the summer of that year, she will go to primary school.

The three of them took a plane to Chengdu, then transferred to the county seat of Ziyu's hometown, and lived in a newly built express hotel.

Before telling this tragic story, Zhong Shan and Qiu Yueyue did a lot of foreshadowing, and searched the Internet for many pictures and videos about the earthquake. The little one, though young, understood the sad story that his parents told about her. I cried while listening, and cried into a little tearful person. That night, Zhong Ziyu fell asleep in Qiu Yueyue's mother's arms, and occasionally sobbed in her sleep.

When she got up the next morning, Zhong Ziyu was no longer as naughty as she was at home in the past, and she didn't cry anymore during the whole process of mourning her parents, as if she had grown into an adult overnight.