A car walked in the direction of the mountains

The mountains are sparsely populated and the mountain roads are rugged.

From time to time, there was the sound of barking dogs and insects.

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Qingyan got out of the car, raised his eyes and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar village not far away and was silent for a long time, there are many memories of the original owner and his adoptive father together.

Feelings of discomfort, depression, and regret followed.

Everyone got out of the car, Qingzhi looked at the backward village in front of him, and Qingwei was quietly crying.

"Is this the village where you live?"

She hummed and said slowly: "The village in front of me and my adoptive father lives, the house we live in is on the hill, and the road is more difficult, please be careful." ”

They nodded.

Afterwards, Qingyan led them up the mountain.

When they walked halfway up the mountain, a few big men carrying water next to them noticed their group of extraordinary people.

One of the tall men spotted Qingyan in the team and wondered: "Hey, isn't that Qingyun's daughter?" How did she get back? ”

The chubby man next to him didn't seem to have seen Qingyan and looked puzzled: "What's wrong with her?" ”

The tall man pulled him and said: "She is the daughter of a rich family, she was held by the wrong person when she was a child, no, her biological parents took her home after her adoptive father Qingyun died, and this is the first time I have seen her come back." ”

The fat man nodded and glanced at the beautiful Qingyan: "Mother, no wonder this girl is so beautiful, it turns out to be the daughter of a rich family!" ”

Along the way, many people in the village came out of the house to watch.

"Suddenly there are so many people, but what happened?"

"I don't know what they do, but we haven't seen her in a long time, and she's prettier than before."

Coming to the top of the mountain, Qingyan stopped and looked at the low rent in front of him: "That's the house where my adoptive father and I live, and my adoptive father is buried in the backyard of the house." ”

Qingwei couldn't hold back her whisper anymore: "Third brother......"

Qing Muchen comforted her: "Auntie, don't cry, didn't we come to take the third uncle home?" ”

Qingwei nodded.

Qing Yiqian helped Qing Zhi and walked over, and they looked carefully at every part of the room until they saw a black, white and yellowed photo hanging on the wall.

Qingzhi burst into tears: "Third brother...... Big brother has finally found you, why don't you wait for big brother......"

That scene made Qingyan very uncomfortable.

In the end, everyone came to Qingyun's grave and was silent for a long, long time.

Qingwei hid her face and cried, and Qingzhi was also in tears.

Qing Yiqian said solemnly: "Uncle, aunt, the festival is changing." ”

The deceased is gone, the sun is setting, silent.

Finally they went down the mountain.

……

At this time at the foot of the mountain.

Qing Zhi's face couldn't hide his sadness, and he slowly spoke: "When the time comes, we will find an auspicious day to move your adoptive father's bones back to the Qing family." ”

Qingyan nodded.

The return of the adoptive father is as it should be.

She agreed.

Qingwei walked over and sighed, and looked at her: "If you need help, your aunt and your uncle will help each other, your uncle is so sad, I will take him away first, and you will be with your eldest brother Yiqian." ”

Qingyan nodded: "Got it, auntie." ”

After a few more words, Qingwei and Qingzhi got into the car and left.

Only Qing Muchen, Qing Yiqian, and Qing Yan were left in the same place.

Qing Yiqian spoke: "Let's leave too." ”

Qingyan nodded.

Afterwards, they left this simple mountain village.