Chapter 188: "Fog Is Not Fog (2)"
"Don't be angry, just let them go, they are also the elders of the company, don't worry about them."
Mother Lin comforted Father Lin while taking off his blazer for Father Lin and hanging it on the hanger at the door.
"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"
"Wait for you, I have something to tell you, you come here."
"What's the matter?"
With that, Father Lin followed Mother Lin to the sofa.
"You walked aside with Xu Dong today, what are you talking about?"
"Well, I didn't say anything, but from his words, he was quite satisfied with our Xiaozi, and I think we are expected to become in-laws."
"Did you show your attitude as well?"
"I haven't yet, in his opinion, I still have an ambiguous attitude, after all, we are women, it's not good to give hole cards so quickly."
"Are you going to the company tomorrow?"
When she heard that Father Lin did not reach a consensus with the Xu family so quickly, Mother Lin breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and asked instead.
"It's not decided tomorrow, maybe you go, you may not go, what's wrong?"
"You set aside the evening time, there are guests in the house."
"Guests? Whose guests are they? Who is it? Do I know each other? ”
"Well, my daughter's guest, as for it, do you know it, well, if you look at the name, you should know it, if you look at the face, you may not know it."
"Who? It's so mysterious, as soon as you say it, I'm even more curious, the guest invited by Xiaozi, will it be bad for me to be at home, and make people feel uncomfortable. ”
Lin Mu hesitated for a while, anyway, he had to know sooner or later.
"It's Xiao Zi's boyfriend."
After speaking, Mother Lin immediately raised her head and stared at Father Lin tightly.
As expected, Father Lin looked shocked and puzzled.
"Boyfriend? When did it happen? How did I not know? ”
"It's not been long, so Xiao Zi wants to take it home and show it to us."
"She's sneaky about how she falls in love now, fortunately I didn't have a showdown with Xu Dong, but it's a good thing that she falls in love, but I don't know what the other party's character is."
"Aren't you angry?"
"Angry? Why should I be angry? That's a good thing. ”
"Haven't you been matching Xiao Zi and that young master of the Xu family before, how come you know that she is in love now, and you are not angry, but you are still so relieved?"
"I'm matchmaking, it's true, I like Xu Chenrui's child a lot, but Xiaozi's liking is the most important thing, after all, it's not the era of arranged marriages, and I also understand the truth that twisted melons are not sweet. Could it be that in the eyes of your mother and daughter, am I such an unreasonable feudal patriarch? ”
"I'm glad you think this way. It's just ......"
Halfway through speaking, Lin Mu stopped.
Looking at Father Lin with a happy face, Mother Lin really couldn't bear to affect his mood like this.
"But what?"
"It's just that if you know who it is, I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh."
"Who?"
"Easy, Zhen."
Mother Lin said to Father Lin word by word.
As word by word gradually became clearer, Father Lin's expression gradually solidified.
"No way!"
"I knew you were going to react this way."
"You already knew it was Yi Zhen?"
"It's not very early."
"And so you agreed? You know he's been ......"
"I know what you're going to say, but your daughter's personality and temper are the same as yours, she is tough and stubborn, and she won't easily change what she believes, so what else do you think I can do, I can't do this kind of thing, if you have to do it, you go and be this wicked person."
"You just said that he would come to our house tomorrow, right?"
"yes, what do you want to do?"
Mother Lin suddenly became nervous.
"What can I do, you are so nervous, it makes me feel like I'm going to eat him, I'll investigate him tomorrow, how did he make my daughter so confused."
……
Sure enough, the next day was gloomy.
The sun was hidden deep by the clouds, and the color of the sky changed from its previous blue appearance to the color of water soaked in a dirty rag.
"Is it going to rain today?"
Qin Yun opened the window and peeked out.
Yi Zhen listened and looked up.
"Maybe, the sun has been shining for so long, it's time for it to rain, otherwise, it should be drought."
"Close the window, let's go."
Yi Zhen drove towards the suburbs.
The path was deep and narrow, reaching to the horizon.
Because of the gray sky, it is almost integrated with the dirt and stone road, and it looks deep and mysterious in the distance, but it makes people shudder and daunt.
It was as if at the end of the road was boundless darkness.
Yi Zhen's car kept moving forward.
"In the past two days, why haven't you seen Xiao Zi come to our house, you two quarreled?"
Qin Yun looked at Yi Zhen's serious expression and asked intentionally or unintentionally.
"No, Mom, it's just that I've been busy these two days."
The corners of Yi Zhen's mouth went up.
"Are you really okay?"
His son himself understands, and even if something happens, he won't tell himself.
For so many years, he was alone outside, and he never told himself how hard he worked outside.
Qin Yun understood that because of his father's early death, he suddenly became well-behaved and mature.
Looking at Yi Zhen's young and old appearance now, Qin Yunshi, as a mother, is very distressed, she would rather that Yi Zhen will always be like a child who can't grow up.
If that hadn't happened at that time, he would still be just an ordinary college student.
"It's really fine."
Yi Zhen stretched out a hand and gently shook his mother's hand.
"It's okay."
After arriving at the cemetery called "Yongfu Garden Mausoleum", Yi Zhen stopped the car.
Unknowingly, this year is the fifteenth anniversary of the death of Yi Zhen's father, Yi Zhiqun.
According to the custom, when it comes to the anniversary, the urn needs to be invited out of the crematorium, in front of the grave, offering offerings, burning paper, kowtowing and bowing, and then putting the urn back to the crematorium, which must be completed before noon like the funeral, so the funeral home is overcrowded every morning.
In order not to crowd into the crowd and finish things casually, Yi Zhen and Qin Yun deliberately came to the garden a day early.
In Shanghai, where every inch of land is at a premium, cemeteries are comparable to housing prices.
Even in the suburbs.
Therefore, it wasn't until last year that Yi Zhen earned money and could be regarded as having a real home for his father.
Before that, my father's urn had been stored in the crematorium, and I only went to worship there with my mother.
But the rituals on the other side are relatively simple, so Yi Zhen and Qin Yun will feel very guilty in their hearts every time, people are alive, they can't enjoy the blessings well, and after they die, they don't even have a decent cemetery.
But fortunately, Yi Zhen is very competitive.
When Yi Zhen and Qin Yun arrived at the cemetery, there were only a few cars in the usually crowded parking lot.
The suburbs are suburbs after all, not as hot as the urban areas, and the sky is extremely heavy today, and there are a few cool breezes from time to time.
In such an environment, if only one person comes, he will definitely end up running away.
Because even on a hot day, it's still windy here.
Next to the cemetery is the crematorium where the ashes are placed, originally Yi Zhiqun was not here, in the original crematorium, but because the tomb was moved, it was moved over with the ashes, and it was considered to have a place where the fallen leaves returned to their roots, not too far from home.
The building where the ashes were stored was already empty. The administrator of the mailroom in the hall was about to go out, and was a little surprised to see the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, Qin Yun handed the still warm pastry in his hand to Yi Zhen, took out the certificate and key from the pocket of his clothes and handed them to the administrator.
"I'm sorry."
The caretaker was in a hurry to go out, thought about it for a while, and said, "Anyway, there is no one, I'm going to eat, you guys go in, just bring me the small door after returning the ashes." ”
After he finished speaking, he opened the door of the corridor, nodded at Qin Yun, and left.
In such a place, there is also nothing to steal, except for ashes.
The building was weird, a little colder than the outside.
As soon as I walked in, the chill behind me hit me.
Qin Yun walked up to the second floor with ease and found the first room, the first shelf, and the second row and second column.
In the small glass window is a dark red urn, inlaid with the few color photographs left by Yi Zhiqun.
The impression of the father is the same as the miniature color photo left on the urn, very handsome, with glasses, just from the photo can be seen, the body reveals an awe-inspiring righteousness, but the eyes are very gentle, although the sword eyebrows are starry, and there is a kind smile on the face.
Yi Zhen doesn't remember when his father took this photo, and Yi Zhen doesn't seem to remember that his father took such a photo.
Although it was only in the second row, Qin Yun still needed to stand on tiptoe to barely reach the glass window where his father was.
"Mom, I'll come."
Yi Zhen took the key from his mother's hand, stretched out his hand, and opened the glass window.
As soon as the glass window opened, the small electronic tape recorder inside was activated, and the mourning music slowly sounded.
Yi Zhen carefully took out the peaches, refrigerators, and washing machines made of ceramics on the periphery and handed them to Qin Yun.
After cleaning up, he gently took out his father's urn. He carefully closed the glass window.
"Mom, when was this photo taken by Dad?"
Yi Zhen held his father's urn and gently touched the photo of his father embedded in the middle with his fingertips.
"This photo, when you were one year old, your father was very happy, and said that he was going to take a family photo and be happy, but when I sat down with you to the camera, you began to be restless, and the photographer and camera assistant in the store were in a hurry, so I had to take you off the chair first, originally the photographer pressed the shutter by himself, but because you were too noisy, the photographer set up the automatic shutter, forgot about it, and accompanied me behind the lens to comfort you, at this time, The camera clicked suddenly, and your father just happened to be looking at us laughing, so it was filmed, and I didn't expect that so many years had passed. ”
Qin Yun sighed. Take a hundred plating, and read the latest chapter of "The Centripetal Direction of the Star: The Way Home, Claw Bookstore" for the first time.