Everyone was still in shock, but they saw Song Qiyue sitting there very calmly, with an irreversible and firm expression.

She said again. "Today, I will definitely pick up my mother."

This sentence is even more categorical and will not be shaken again!

At the moment, it seemed to be at an impasse, and I didn't know what to do, the three of them were silent, but they all looked at Song Zhongchuan.

And Song Qiyue's eyes were also looking at him, in her cold eyes, I saw Song Zhongchuan clenching the dragon's head crutch, and he kept clenching it, as if all the suffocation was about to gather and burst out. The three members of the Song family suddenly felt bad in their hearts, what a temper Song Zhongchuan was. I'm afraid it's another family scuffle.

"Okay." But who knows, he answered. Clip the bean row.

The three members of the Song family were surprised again, Song Zhongchuan held the cane, and he said, "You can take your mother away, but you have to stay for this meal." ”

Song Qiyue's cold eyes were deep, and Song Zhongchuan said again, "I'm finally back, I always have to have a meal." ”

This is almost a low-voiced tone, where is it still the grumpy patriarch, the Song family is silent. Looking at Song Qiyue again, she moved her lips and said, "I'll go and tidy things up first." ”

"Accompany July to pack things. You know where to put it. Song Zhongchuan instructed Mrs. Song again, but Song Xiangwan said, "Mom, I'll accompany you." ”

Song Qiyue had already gotten up. Song Xiangwan helped her mother and followed upstairs.

Song Zhongchuan was silent all the time, and Song Lianheng said, "Dad, I'll accompany you to the garden for a walk." ”

And they came to the garden. Song Jinzhi was playing with Shao Yu, and Song Jinzhi was like a big boy in front of the child, playing happily. Shao Yu saw them coming, Song Zhongchuan waved at him, and the child walked over, "The garden of my uncle's house is so beautiful. ”

"yes, do you like swings?" Song Zhongchuan asked.

"I like it." The child replied.

"Let's go play, then."

The child ran away again, and the sound of laughter was very lively, like a heavenly sound.

This reminded Song Zhongchuan of when they were all young, and it was like this at that time, and they even felt noisy, but now they just hope to be more lively.

In the villa, Song Qiyue returned to her room, and Mrs. Song said, "It hasn't changed, it's the little floral sheets you like." ”

How familiar these words are, as if they returned to the Song family back then, Aunt Jun also said the same, Song Qiyue saw it, it was really the same as it was then, there was really no change at all. Song Qiyue nodded, and she went in to rummage through the cabinet and take some things.

Song Xiangwan went to find a cardboard box and put it aside, "Is one enough, if it's not enough, I'll get it again." ”

Song Qiyue nodded silently, in fact, there were not many things she wanted to take away, just some very small things. For example, the books I loved to read when I was a child, some nursery rhymes and poems, were bought by my mother when she was still alive. After taking some, Song Qiyue turned around and went upstairs. Mrs. Song went to prepare lunch, leaving Song Xiangwan to accompany Song Qiyue, and also went upstairs.

The building where the miscellaneous items are stored, there are many things piled up, there are so many things from childhood, Song Qiyue continued to rummage and put a few books into the cardboard box, but Song Xiangwan saw the record box, "Do you want a record?" It's yours, there's Carmen ......."

Song Xiangwan recognized it at a glance, Song Qiyue's favorite record was handed to her, and Song Qiyue also took it, and after reading them one by one, he took out two of them, "Yours." ”

That's Madame Butterfly and Turandot, that's what Song Xiangwan likes, it turns out that she still remembers, she took the record, Song Qiyue turned around again and put the rest of the things in, Song Xiangwan held the record, her lips moved slightly, and she wanted to say something, "I ......"

was suddenly interrupted by her, Song Qiyue turned his back to her and said, "You don't have to accompany me here, I just want to pack up my things by myself." ”

The cold refusal of her back drowned out Song Xiangwan's words, and she frowned, just turned away. The record forgot to be held gently, and the strength was not grasped well, so it was held with a gentle trembling sound.

The sound of footsteps behind him was far away, and Song Qiyue quietly packed up his things alone. The dust in the search dispersed and came to the nose, Song Qiyue walked to the window and opened the window. As soon as I opened the window, I heard Shaoyu's happy children's voice.

Song Qiyue stood at the window and looked over, only to see that at the swing frame, Shao Yu was sitting on the swing, and Song Jinzhi was gently pushing. On the side, Song Lianheng seemed to come over, he sat down side by side, and in the distance Song Zhongchuan was sitting under the sun umbrella. She watched it for a long time, and then saw her aunt come out with refreshments. Subsequently, Song Xiangwan also appeared.

The sun shone brightly, stinging Song Qiyue's eyes.

When Song Qiyue tidied up his things and came to the garden, Song Zhongchuan was telling Shao Yu a story, probably tired from swinging, so he stopped, Shao Yu said, "Uncle, my mother told me this story." ”

"Really?"

"Well, but I didn't finish listening," the child smiled shyly, and Song Jinzhi asked, "Why?" ”

"Because I'm asleep." The child replied, and the adults laughed.

"Then my uncle will tell you about it." Song Zhongchuan opened his mouth to continue to tell, telling the story of the clownfish, starting from where Song Qiyue disconnected, "They all think that other fish in the world are so beautiful, only they are the ugliest......"

"Once, a big shark swam by, and with a swing of his mighty tail, he rolled up a big whirlpool and swept both clownfish out of the reef cracks. The two clownfish swam around in a panic, unable to find the crack in the reef where they were hiding, and they ran into each other. ”

"Two clownfish, you look at me, I'll look at you. The clownfish with a big head said to the clownfish with a small head, "Alas, you are so beautiful, your head is so small." The clownfish with a small head said to the big clownfish, "Where, you are beautiful, with such a big head." ”

They both laughed.

At this time, a lot of small fish swam to them. Only then did the two clownfish notice that there were so many small fish, each of which looked different, and the patterns on their bodies were also different. ”

"All the little fish welcome these two new friends, and the two clownfish don't feel ugly anymore, they swim with everyone."

"All the little fish in the reef understand that every fish is not ugly, because every fish is like themselves. The little fish swim here and there, like the wind blowing them. Since then, they have lived happily in this sea. ”

This story is told eloquently, listening to everyone's heart, this is one of the few stories that Song Zhongchuan told when he was young, and that day was probably Song Jinzhi's school to tell a story, so as the eldest uncle of the family, he finally said such a story.

Listening to it now, Song Jinzhi's eyes were inexplicably astringent, and Song Lianheng was silent.

Song Xiangwan was in a trance, it was the same clownfish, who envied whom, and who only saw himself. At that time, I didn't understand the meaning of that story, but now I have an epiphany.

"Shao Yu, you are also a clownfish, a very beautiful clownfish." Song Zhongchuan said with a smile, but the child objected, "I don't want to be a clownfish, I want to be a Tyrannosaurus rex!" ”

The atmosphere that was still a little sad a moment ago was made by the child's nonsensical words, and it was instantly diluted, Song Qiyue walked out at this time, and the child immediately walked towards her, "Mom, my uncle told me the story of the clownfish." ”

"You told you the story, did you say thank you?" Song Qiyue asked.

"Thank you, uncle." The child thanked him, and everyone saw that the mother and son were so similar.

Seeing that it was about to be lunchtime, the meals were ready, it was a very hearty meal, everyone took their seats one by one, and the position of the seat did not change, but at this moment one was added, which was for Shaoyu. This is the first time Shaoyu has come to Song's house for dinner, and the Song family found that although the child is small, the tutoring is excellent, and such a young child will not make a sound when eating.

This is very different from Song Qiyue, Song Qiyue also understands etiquette but does not like to abide by it, where does the child's etiquette come from at this moment? Mo didn't think of the Mo family again.

The meal was silent, but it was also used peacefully. The end of the meal also means that the separation is imminent. Everyone moved to the side hall, Song Jinzhi was chatting with Shaoyu, and the child was reciting poems, which made everyone admire.

Shaoyu recited another song, and Song Qiyue said, "Shaoyu, we are going back." ”

"Okay." Although the child likes his uncle's house, he is not greedy.

The group fell silent again, and Song Zhongchuan said, "You come with me." ”

So he came to the east hall of the Song family, which is the ancestral hall of the hall where the Song family's spirit card is placed. A lot of spirit cards are on it, and there are still incense roots left in the incense altar. Song Zhongchuan stepped forward, picked up the incense to light it, bowed three times in front of the ancestor and bowed before offering the incense.

In the silence, the Song family and others all stood in the east hall in a row.

Song Qiyue stood behind Song Zhongchuan with the child, she looked at the Liezong Liezong, and looked at Aunt Jun's spirit card, which was against her mother's spirit card. She looked at everyone in silence, but she was not ashamed or complaining.

"As soon as you stick incense, you can take your mother away." Song Zhongchuan said again, Song Lianheng had already sent incense.

Song Qiyue took it silently, her heart was empty, and she bowed and bowed and offered the incense. Subsequently, Song Qiyue stepped forward and took his mother's spirit card from the crowd. Mrs. Song had already taken the box, and Song Qiyue put the spirit card into it properly and wrapped it carefully.

Shao Yu watched from the sidelines, and the child didn't say a word.

Everything was over, Song Zhongchuan stood in the east hall, he turned his back to her and looked at the face of the ancestors and said, "Let's go." ”

Song Qiyue held the box in one hand and Shao Yu in the other, and left.

I saw Song Zhongchuan staying in the east hall, and the rest of them saw their mother and son leave. Song Jinzhi was moving cardboard boxes for Song Qiyue and putting them in the back compartment. Song Xiangwan stood at the door, not saying a word. Shao Yu quietly came to Song Lianheng at this time, and he shouted with a smile, "Uncle." ”

"What's wrong?" Song Lianheng asked.

"Thank you, uncle, for the gift to me." The child looked up and smiled brightly.

Song Lianheng was stunned for a moment, and only after reacting did he understand what the child was talking about, he smiled slightly, "Shaoyu, if you are free in the future, let your mother take you to your uncle's house to play, okay?" ”

The child thought for a moment and said, "Good! ”

"That's good." Song Lianheng rubbed his hair lightly, and Song Qiyi shouted in the distance, "Shaoyu, let's go." ”

"Here we are." The child smiled at Song Lianheng and went to Song Qiyue's side.

The Song family looked at the car carrying them, and left the Song family in a hurry when they came.

Leaving Song's house in the afternoon, Shao Yu asked, "Mom, are we going back to the hotel now?" ”

"No, Mommy will take you somewhere else."

"Where are you going?"

"Didn't Mom say she was going to take you to see Grandma?"

Song Qiyue drove Shaoyu to the cemetery where his mother was buried, although his mother's spirit card was taken away, but the cemetery was still here, which was the cemetery of the Song family. Arriving in the summer evening, I picked some wildflowers with Shaoyu on the side of the road, and then went up the stairs.

Coming to a tombstone, Shao Yu looked at the portrait on the tombstone and asked, "Mom, is she grandmother?" ”

"She's Mom's aunt, yours." Song Qiyue said, and the child shouted, "Auntie." ”

After putting down a few flowers, he came to another tombstone, and the child recognized it, "It's grandma!" It seems to be with mom! ”

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"Shaoyu, you can sing a song to your grandmother." Song Qiyue smiled and said, "Grandma is here, so lonely." ”

The child agreed, and he sang a nursery rhyme, and the soft voice of the child sounded quietly in this cemetery. In the evening, she stopped to wait, and in silence she took the child down the mountain and left.

On the way down the mountain, Shao Yu asked, "Doesn't my aunt also live here, why is my grandmother lonely?" ”

"Because my aunt has an aunt." Song Qiyue replied, "Grandma is alone. ”

Although the child's heart didn't understand what it was, it was a little sour, and the delicate and sensitive one noticed something, Shao Yu asked, "Mom, won't you go to live at your uncle's house in the future?" ”

"Yes." Song Qiyue nodded and went all the way down.

"And where's Mommy's home?" Shao Yu asked, which made Song Qiyue's pace stop.

She didn't know where her home was, the world was so big, which place was not home, but which place was really home, she looked back, there were dead grass all over the mountains, and Song Qiyue couldn't answer.

Her hand was gently shaken, and Song Qiyue looked down and saw the child's innocent face, "Mom, come home with me!" I have my dad at home! ”

What does the child know, he doesn't understand anything, and the naïve words make people can't bear to break it.

Song Qiyue drove back to the hotel, and the night in Haicheng gradually came up, and the front was dark. Arriving at the parking lot ahead, Song Qiyue got out of the car with the child with something in his hand.

Suddenly, Shao Yu shouted, "Dad! ”

Song Qiyue looked up, and the distant street lamp that came from the backlight was too scorching, making her squint. He stood there unmoved, not knowing how long he had been standing, and who he was waiting for to return, but the figure was as tall as a mountain and could not be shaken.

But the child had already galloped away, and ran rapidly towards the man's figure, as if to run to the light.

Finally, Shao Yu had arrived on the other side, and he stood beside the man and shouted to her not far away, "Mom, come! ”

Song Qiyue didn't know what kind of feeling it was in his heart, it was too complicated. It's so close, but the other side seems to be very far away.

It is so far away that it is impossible to climb mountains and wade thousands of miles away.