The next day, in the morning, the sky outside was cloudy and bright, and Chen Yifan began a day's exercise. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What is surprising is that the ground is spotlessly clean, as if it had rained heavily last night, washing away all the dirt, and when exercising, the decapitation knife is vigorous, the voice is dashing, and the murderous atmosphere is pervasive.

Thinking of last night's incident, Chen Yifan was still a little tired today, after returning home at night, Chen Yifan washed the ground and erased all the traces, of course, he did not forget to fake the scene, and eliminated the traces of Wei Wu from the door of his own house, even if the people in the yamen asked for the crime, they would not find themselves.

Unable to sleep in the morning, Chen Yifan got up to exercise, in fact, it was also to see if there were any officers and soldiers chasing outside, as he expected, no officers and soldiers came to the door, and followed the traces he forged to track down other places, as for where it was, Chen Yifan did not know.

After exercising, Chen Yifan put away the decapitator, wrapped it in a cloth, went back to the room, tidied up, and ate a morning, or steamed buns, a bowl of white porridge, steaming, warming the stomach and body.

After Chen Yifan finished eating, he habitually asked: "Mother, how is my father?" ”

Chen's mother Ge Dongqing shook her head and said sadly: "Maybe it's about to die, mother, I have already informed your brother yesterday, he should be there soon." ”

"Hmm." Chen Yifan replied calmly, as if he hadn't heard it.

He continued to eat two bites, couldn't eat anymore, got up and said, "Mother, I'll go see my father." ”

Chen's mother lowered her head to drink porridge, eat steamed buns, and couldn't help herself from crying, as soon as her son left, tears fell like unstoppable tears, all over the ground.

In the room, Chen Yifan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his dying father, his eyes were empty, and he sensed that Chen Yifan was coming in, and Chen's father said to himself: "Is Yifan here?" ”

"Father, here comes the child."

Grabbing his father's hand, Chen Yifan only felt that his hand was cold, and his breath was weak, it seemed that he couldn't survive today, he couldn't help but be sad in his heart, and tried to restrain himself from crying.

"Yifan, I'm leaving for my father."

said very calmly, he was not afraid of death, and there was a sense of relief in his tone, he had harmed his son for so many years, and it was time to go, and he couldn't drag this son down anymore.

The two fathers and sons were silent, not to say superfluous words, actions have proven everything, once thought about death, but was scolded by the son in front of him, that time, it was the first time he saw his son cry and cry.

He never thought about suicide again, he lived in guilt every day, he should have supported the family by himself, but he .......

Father Chen choked up and said: "Yifan, if you go for your father, you will be liberated, you don't have to keep filial piety for your father for three years, this matter, let your brother replace you, you can freely pursue your dreams." ”

"You don't have to say it, I know you have great ambitions, for me, you cut off everything, for the sake of the family, you gave up all opportunities, Old Man Huang once scolded me, saying that I can't be so selfish, and since then, the two of us have also broken off contact."

"I can't stand Old Man Huang for my father, but I can't stand you for my father, my son!"

Tears soaked the eyes, the skinny body, and the yellow face left two lines of hot tears, the tears were colorless and tasteless, but they contained all the flavors of the world.

Tears are bitter!

Chen Yifan wiped away his tears with his head sideways, making himself look more natural and stronger.

"Father, the child has no regrets."

I don't regret it, what I said is categorical and sonorous, the more this is the case, the more sad Father Chen's heart is, so that he can't speak.

Tears soaked the eyes of the father and son, invaded each other's hearts, cold hands, the temperature gradually cooled down, Chen's father repeatedly advised: "I have told your mother everything after I die, she will also live with your brother, my house, left to you, when you want to come back to live, you can come back at any time." ”

"You buried me on the highest mountain outside Lingzhou City, where I wanted to watch you and protect you."

The hand hangs down, the temperature gets cold, it gets cold.

Chilled his heart, and moved someone's love.

The old father drooped and died beside him, while the son wept silently.

The son wants to be raised, but the parent is not there.

Heartache and unable to speak, Chen Yifan couldn't hold back his sadness, sorted out his father's clothes, newly bought clothes, and prepared for a long time, his mother brought hot water, picked up a towel, and prepared to help his father wipe it.

When the elder brother arrived, he fell to his knees and cried like a child.

The sister-in-law knelt beside her, followed by the son, and then the sound of crying filled the room.

Chen Yifan snatched the towel from his mother's hand, carefully wiped his father's skinny body, the flesh and blood were wrinkled, only the bones were raised, and the elder brother came to help, wiped it all over by one, changed clothes, and lit incense.

Later, when the guests arrived, they had already notified the guests and expressed their condolences, while Chen Yifan and others knelt down in the hall, white lanterns, white cloth flags, everything was white.

The brazier burned ingots, candles, and incense, and the sound of crying was permeated.

Other matters, everything is arranged, receiving relatives and friends, who come are my father's friends, clansmen, and many acquaintances, and neighbors who are relatively close, one by one come up to offer incense and condolences.

When everyone arrives, they will comfort them with two sentences, such as "mourning and changing", "pay attention to your body", "don't be too sad", relatives come and go, and neighbors come and go.

The news of the death of the Chen family spread quickly, and people who knew Chen Yifan also heard about it.

Among the pharmacies.

The maid came to report, Situ Mu was shocked when he heard it, and bit his lip and said, "Is he okay?" ”

"Chen Gongzi is fine." The maid replied carefully.

"That's good."

"Miss, are we going?" The maid couldn't help but ask.

Situ Mu was stunned for a moment, his face changed several times, thinking that it was inappropriate for him to go to those places as a girl's family, and ordered: "You send someone to condole." ”

"Yes, miss."

………………

"Miss, the Chen family has a funeral, should we do it?"

"Can I go?" The foodie asked stupidly.

Mu Qing shook his head and explained, "Miss, we can't go to the funeral casually, we can't go." ”

It's simple and clear, you can't go, so miss, don't think about going secretly.

"So, then we send someone? Wait, is he there, brother? ”

"Miss Hui, the young master is here." Mu Qing replied respectfully.

"Then let him go, remember, just say what I said, if he dares not to go, I will kill him." Foodie domineering.

"Yes."

In the other room, when Brother Tu heard the sound, he was immediately furious, and pointed at Mu Qingdao: "She really said that, General Mu." ”

Mu Qing replied respectfully: "Yes, young master, Miss did say so, if you don't go, Miss said that she would kill you." ”

"Is she my sister?"

"Yes." Mu Qing replied expressionlessly.

"Then how can she help Chen Yifan, I just don't go to how to drop it, beat me." Brother Clay replied stubbornly.

"Young master, you can't beat Miss, let's go, so as not to ask for hardship, when the time comes, your subordinates won't help." Mu Qing comforted.

"You...... He....... ”

"Let's go, Ji Chunqiu, and prepare the carriage." Poor mud brother, forced to submit, went to mourn.

…………

In the yamen.

Master Huang Chun paced and said nervously: "My lord, whether to go or not, after all, I have been a colleague for a few years, and it seems that it is impossible not to go." ”

The prefect Jiang Zhixiang was silent, thinking about the stakes, going, not going.

"My lord, if you don't go, it will damage your reputation." The master urged.

"Then go ahead."

There are all kinds of such situations in Lingzhou City, and those who know Chen Yifan, or have heard of it, send people or go there themselves, and the Chen family is very lively.

In the midst of the crying, the guests continued, incense, condolences, departure, and repeated.

Chen Yifan knelt on the ground, his face was sad, his eyes were wooden, even when Old Man Huang came closer, he didn't react, Old Man Huang patted Chen Yifan's head and comforted: "Hold on, you are Chen Yifan, you can't fall." ”

"Old man, I haven't seen Brother Chen for a long time, I didn't expect him to go so fast, in a trance, it seems to have returned to the moment when we first met, he is still young, I am not big, the relationship between each other is better than that of brothers, but now they are separated by heaven and man, sad."

The sad old man, after saying a few words, remembered the previous scene, his eyes were red, tears slowly came out, and he lowered his head, inadvertently wiped them off, and was never discovered.

Old man Huang left, others came, batch after batch, from morning to evening, there were many fewer people who came to mourn, Chen Yifan knelt on the ground, his mother was too sad and had passed out.

The elder brother brought a bowl of rice, put it in front of Chen Yifan, and said, "Brother, eat some food, my father doesn't want you to be like this." ”

Chen Yifan didn't move, kneeling down to the ground, his son wanted to raise, but his relatives were not there, how sad.

He once complained about his father, and hated him, he was unproductive, he was useless, he couldn't give himself a stable life, a wealthy family, but he gave himself the greatest love.

Father's love is like a mountain, when he tidied up his father's body, he found a lot of unknown things about his father, it turned out that his father had always hated himself and blamed himself, and in order not to delay him, he would rather die as soon as possible.

Now, my father is dead, and I know the truth.

He cried, and cried very sadly.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

The elder brother stood beside him and said slowly: "My father won't let me talk about these things, and my mother won't let me tell you, my father has been on a hunger strike, and we all know and know it." ”

"But I'm also very uncomfortable, holding it in my heart, watching my mother every day but pretending to be happy, obviously there is something, but I can't say it, I'm also very sad, but I can't say it."

"Don't blame your father, don't blame your mother, blame me."

Chen Yifan cried and said, "Let's eat, my father is in the spirit of heaven, and I don't want to see you like this." ”

"Father, he knows that you are different from us, you are a person who does great things, you can't delay your future for us, mother, I'll take care of it, if you don't worry, you can come back and see more."

"I've already arranged all the aftermath of my father, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Let's eat."

The tears could not be stopped, drop by drop fell to the ground, Chen Yifan couldn't hold it back, crying loudly, crying bitterly and sadly.