(He meowed, drank too much...... Go back and change! ）

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At the beginning of April, Qingming, Qingshan Cemetery Park, Lanchao City.

April in southern China has entered early summer, and the day is already quite hot. At the time of Qingming, a little drizzle also fell in the sky at this moment, which responded to the ancient poem of "rain in the Qingming season", and also sent a little coolness to the weather with a bit of heat, which made people feel extra comfortable.

Qingming is indispensable for tomb sweeping, and the Qingshan Cemetery at this time is already crowded, and Zhuo Jie is one of the huge tomb sweepers.

Zhuo Jie, now 23 years old, 1.73 meters tall, is a relatively standard figure in this year, his body is neither fat nor thin, and he looks quite symmetrical. In terms of appearance, it should be said that he is a little handsome, but if he doesn't dress up well, it is difficult to attract the attention of others.

It's a pity that Zhuo Jie doesn't seem to have any awareness of self-packaging, and Zhou is all over the place, not to mention, there seems to be some roughness. Although it is not as exaggerated as Brother Sharp, and his body is very clean and tidy, but in the tomb sweeping army, there is really no place to stand out, and he belongs to the kind of ordinary people who are easily ignored when thrown into the crowd.

It didn't take long for Zhuo Jie to come to a tomb. Looking at the posthumous photo on the tombstone, although Zhuo Jie's calm face had a smile, there was a little sadness in the smile. After a while, Zhuo Jie sighed lightly, leaned down and gently placed the carnation in his hand in front of the tombstone, and said in a low voice

"Mother, my son has come to see you."

Yes, Zhuo Jie's mother, Zhuo Qing, is buried here, who died in a drunk driving accident a year ago at the age of 45. As for Zhuo Jie, it is because Zhuo Qing is a single mother, and even Zhuo Jie still doesn't know who his biological father is. And for more than 20 years, Zhuo Qing and Zhuo Jie, the mother and son, have always relied on each other. As for Zhuo Jie's life experience, Zhuo Jie didn't ask Zhuo Qing about it, but he didn't expect that there were too many messy things involved, and it was really unclear for a while.

However, there is one thing, that is, after Zhuo Jie gradually became sensible, he knew very well that the man was the pain in his mother's heart, and he did not want to touch the sad past in his mother's heart. Anyway, after so many years, the mother and son have also come over like this, so why make their mother sad? It's just enough to live a plain and happy life...... At least the smile on her mother's face was real when she saw her precious son. As for the old mother's occasional drunkenness, Zhuo Jie was helpless, but he didn't expect that he left home for a few days because of something, and when he came back, his mother had a car accident because of getting drunk.

Fu sighed again, Zhuo Jie took out a bottle of wine from his backpack, shook it towards the mother's posthumous photo on the tombstone, and said, "Changyu Karst, are you still satisfied with this old mother?" ”

The red wine was opened quickly with a special red wine opener, and then Zhuo Jie carefully spilled the red wine in the bottle on the tombstone: "Mother, don't blame the son for talking about you." You are down there now, drink some wine if you have nothing to do, and you don't object to being a son, but you must not drink and drink too wrong. In case you drink too much and go to reincarnation by mistake, then it will be a big trouble, and you must not forget to drink that bowl of Meng Po soup...... It's time to forget, it's better for you to forget. ”

Maybe the ones at the beginning of these words were also a little witty, which made the tomb sweepers next to them laugh, and they couldn't help but look at Zhuo Jie a few more times. But when they heard the last sentence, everyone else was stunned, because there was something unusual in it.

Zhuo Jie didn't pay attention to others, just slowly spilled the red wine in his hand, took out a rag after putting away the empty wine bottle, and carefully wiped Zhuo Qing's posthumous photo clean. After doing this, Zhuo Jiecai's tombstone smiled faintly: "Mother, I'm leaving, I'll come to see you again when I have time." ”

After speaking, Zhuo Jie picked up his backpack, but still silently looked at the mother's posthumous photo on the tombstone for a while before turning to leave.

It should be said that among the people who sweep the tomb during the Qingming Festival, the words and deeds like Zhuo Jie are not too special, and generally speaking, no one will pay too much attention to him. But in a car a little farther away, an old man in his fifties locked his eyes on Zhuo Jie, and when Zhuo Jie's figure was about to disappear from sight, he instructed the middle-aged man next to him: "Go and check the details of that child...... Remember, don't alarm him. ”

The middle-aged man got out of the car and quietly followed behind Zhuo Jie. After Zhuo Jie completely disappeared from view, the old man in the car sighed lightly and walked out of the car, came to the tombstone of Zhuo Jie's mother Zhuo Qing, and stared blankly at the posthumous photo on the tombstone. After a long time, the old man trembled and stretched out his hand, caressing it on the posthumous photo of Zhuojie's mother, tears also flowed from his eyes, and sighed in a low voice: "Ah Qing, why did you walk in front of me......"

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A few days later, in a luxury suite of a well-known hotel in Lanchao City, a middle-aged man handed over a document to the old man. After seeing Zhuo Jie's age and birthday, the old man calculated carefully in his heart, but said with some doubts: "Why does it seem to be a month early?" ”

The middle-aged man seemed to have expected the old man to ask this question, and explained: "According to the information we investigated, Zhuo Qing did not give birth normally, but had a caesarean section in advance. ”

The old man was stunned and asked urgently, "What's the matter?" ”

The middle-aged man replied: "We found out that after Zhuo Qing separated from you back then, he did not go back to Lanchao City to settle down, but first lived in Lianhua County near Lanchao City for a period of time. There were a lot of young and strong men who went south to work back then, and it was very common for the husband to not be by his wife's side when he gave birth, Zhuo Qing, a single mother, would hide in that kind of place to give birth without attracting the attention of others, and could avoid many meaningless tongues. On the day Jie Gongzi was born, a fire broke out in the inpatient department of the hospital where Zhuo Qing was hospitalized, and the accident caused more than a dozen pregnant women to have to have an early caesarean section, and Zhuo Qing was one of these pregnant women. ”

The old man saw sweat on his forehead, looked at Zhuojie's photos again, and when he raised his head again, he asked eagerly, "Then, how is Zhuojie's body?" ”

No wonder the old man was so nervous. Anyone with a little medical knowledge knows that if the fetus is not in the mother's womb for a short time, due to the immature relationship between all aspects of the body, there are often defects and deficiencies in physical fitness. Being weak and sick is a trivial matter, and if there is any physiological problem, it is called fatal.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man's response made the old man breathe a sigh of relief: "You can rest assured that you can rest assured, judging from the information we have, Jie Gongzi has been normal in all aspects of his body since he was a child, and even injured a few classmates who bullied him when he was in the fourth grade of primary school." Judging from this matter, Jie Gongzi's physical fitness seems to be better than that of his peers. As for the results of his studies, Jie Gongzi can only be regarded as mediocre, but to be honest, that really doesn't mean anything. However, he graduated from a third-rate university in Wuhan City two years ago, and has been staying at home as an otaku ever since. Judging from our observation in the past few days, there is nothing wrong with it except that the character is more honest. ”

After hearing this, the old man put his heart down, and a smile appeared on his face: "That's good, that's good!" Back then, I was sorry for Zhuo Qing, and even brought this child bitter. By the way, has this kid found a job now? Are there any difficulties in life? It is difficult for a college student who graduated from a third-rate university to find a job this year, and Aqing ...... again last year, "The old man didn't say anything here, but shook his head slowly."

The middle-aged human: "Jie Gongzi has not been looking for a job since he graduated from college and returned to Lanchao City, and the otaku is quite thorough." However, he didn't seem to need to deliberately look for any work, because Zhuo Qing bought a house ten years ago, and also bought two storefronts to repair the water road and started a small business on his own. After Zhuo Qing died in a car accident last year, Jie Gongzi sublet these two stores to others, and he could receive 8,000 yuan in rent every month, plus he had a house, even if he didn't look for a job, there was no problem in life.

In addition, when Zhuo Qing died, he also left nearly 300,000 insurance money to Jie Gongzi. However, Jie Gongzi has an honest personality, except for using some money when he did things for Zhuo Qing, he basically never touched any money, he just stayed at home honestly as an otaku, usually playing games and surfing the Internet, and lived like this. ”

The old man pondered for a long time, nodded and said, "According to this, this kid is actually quite good. It is easy for young people at this age to lose control of themselves, especially when they have money in their hands, and it is easier to get carried away. 300,000 yuan is nothing at all for those sons and young masters, but for a young person in an ordinary family, it is already a huge amount of money enough to squander...... Then again, this kid is so honest, Zhuo Qing should be more relieved to have lived all these years. Now I'm looking for them, but it's a pity...... That's it, don't mention this, the top priority is to trouble you to help me arrange a smooth meeting with Zhuo Jie, this kid. ”

The middle-aged man paused and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Sun, I'm afraid this matter will be a few days late." ”

The old man was stunned: "What? What's the problem? ”

The middle-aged humanitarian: "It's not a big problem, the main thing is that Jie Gongzi will travel alone every once in a while, which means that Jie Gongzi is a travel friend." Two days ago, the Qingming rain stopped, it was the season of travel, and Jie Gongzi didn't know where to run. It's a shame to say that our people don't even know when he traveled or where he went, and can only deduce that he ran out in the middle of the night. (To be continued.) )