Yi Zhen walked out of the building with his father's urn in his hand and walked in the direction of the cemetery.

This area is a new land created by the government and is dedicated to the cemetery.

Real estate agents are really good at making money.

Yi Zhen sighed again.

How many young people have struggled for most of their lives for a one-and-a-half-bedroom apartment, and even some young couples who are looking forward to marriage and looking forward to drawing a perfect end to their love have finally lost in front of the real house, no house and no marriage, this sentence, I don't know when, has become an immutable truth that everyone knows well.

I thought that after a person died, he would not take a penny away, but now because of the cemetery, he was once again taken to death by real estate developers.

Most of them are elders, as younger generations, who can bear to have bricks and tiles to shelter from the wind and rain, but they can't even give a tomb to their deceased relatives.

Even if there are such indifferent people who can calmly face the condemnation of conscience, they cannot escape the fingers of those behind them, and in the end, they still can't escape the fate of handing over the money to the real estate developer.

Therefore, Yi Zhen has always had no good impression of these real estate developers who only know the benefits.

Yi Zhen followed his mother to the tomb.

Since his father moved his tomb, Yi Zhen came here for the first time.

"Xiao Zhen, put the pastry down."

As he spoke, Qin Yun took the urn from Yi Zhen's hand, gently placed it on the tombstone, and took out a clean cloth from his pocket and wiped it on the tombstone.

Maybe it's been a long time, and there is a slight amount of dust on the tombstone.

"Zhiqun, you have moved to a new house, and Xiao Zhen has come to see you for the first time."

Qin Yun said to the tombstone while wiping.

Yi Zhen gently put the still hot pastry in his arms in front of the tombstone, opened the very solid cloth bag, and opened the cloth layer by layer.

"Dad, eat more, these are your favorite foods, Mom got up early and made them."

The wind grew stronger.

"Xiao Zhen, hurry up and burn the paper, I feel that the sky is going to change later, and I am afraid that it will not burn."

Yi Zhen answered, and then took out the paper money he bought and placed it in front of the paper furnace.

A gust of cool breeze swept the remaining paper ashes from the paper furnace in front of the other person's tombstone to Yi Zhen's feet.

Yi Zhen took out a tissue from his pocket and gently wiped the side stove inlaid with marble.

This kind of thing is still not allowed to be sloppy.

After Yi Zhen kowtowed twice in front of the tombstone, he lit a fire and began to burn paper one by one.

The heat is blowing in your face.

Qin Yun walked to the side, also picked up the paper money at his feet, and carefully put it in the paper furnace.

"Your dad has been a financial entrepreneur all his life, and now he burns more money, and he should be back to his old business below."

Qin Yun smiled and said.

Yi Zhen originally wanted to take his mother's words, but turned his head and just saw his mother wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Mom, I'll come, you go there and take a rest."

Qin Yun blew her nose, her nose had become red, and she tried to hold back her tears, not wanting to cry in front of the child, "It's okay, I haven't come to see your dad for a long time." ”

"Mom, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just that the smoke is relatively big, and it's a bit smoky."

"Zhiqun, are you satisfied with your new home? Xiao Zhen is very competitive, as soon as he earns money, he will move for you, we are all fine now, don't worry about us, do you know, your son is in love, the other party is a good little girl, I like it very much, if you see it, you will definitely like it......"

Qin Yun kept chattering.

"Mom," Yi Zhen suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Yun and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

"My dad, is it really because of an accident?"

Hearing this, Qin Yunhua's hand trembled slightly.

Immediately, he raised his head and looked at Yi Zhen and asked with a smile, "Otherwise, what else could it be." Your dad is out of luck. ”

Yi Zhen didn't speak, just gently pressed his mother's shoulder with his hand.

I once listened to my mother's description, my father was a very good financial accountant, in a company as a general affairs, the position was very high, originally their family of three was very happy, later, after the death of the father, the mother wanted to go to the company to claim compensation, the original and father of the staff, have borrowed no excuses, the whole company as if nothing had happened, the mother's appeal was not answered, the first two years, the mother will still go to the death, slowly, the mother also has no mental strength, but this matter has always become a knot in her heart, She has always felt ashamed of her father and Yi Zhen.

The world is hot and cold, and the human feelings are shallow, these eight words are all the memories of Yi Zhen's childhood.

The paper money gradually burned out, and there were scattered embers under the pile of black ash, and occasionally a trace of sparks burst out.

Yi Zhen stirred in the paper furnace with a burning stick, and after making sure that all the paper money and intentions were accurately and wordlessly conveyed to his father, he once again cleaned up the perimeter of his father's tombstone.

At the very least, this is where my father is buried.

Yi Zhen got up and took his father's urn off the tombstone, and there was still some black ash on the wooden box.

Yi Zhen took the paper and kept wiping it on the urn repeatedly, as if to wipe out the light.

"Xiao Zhen, let's go to the building and put the urn back in its place."

"Mom, you go back to the car and sit first, I'll go."

As he spoke, Yi Zhen took out the key from his butt pocket and handed it to his mother.

"Can you?"

"Well, don't worry."

"Do you remember where your dad's tablet is? The first shelf on the second floor ......"

"Mom, we just took it out from there, I remember, Mom, this day is gloomy and it feels like it's going to rain, you go back to the car and sit down, this is the unlocking button, you press it, the lock will be opened, you just get in the car directly, I'm very fast."

"Alright then, hurry up."

Although Qin Yun agreed, she was still a little uneasy, and she couldn't stop turning back as she walked.

Yi Zhen looked at his mother and looked back at his figure as he looked away, with a smile on his face.

At the moment when Yi Zhen turned around with his father's urn, the smile on his face gradually dissipated.

Two steps forward, it was only a morning, and the sky was almost as dark as dusk.

Yi Zhen raised his head.

"This day should have changed a long time ago."

Yi Zhen held the urn and turned around and walked into the building.

Because there was no one in the building, it was extremely empty at the moment, only the footsteps of Yi Zhen going up the stairs collided back and forth between the buildings.

If there are timid people at this time, they will be shocked when they hear the sudden crisp footsteps.

Yi Zhen walked to the original position, took out the key from his pocket, opened the glass window, carefully put the urn in, and then put the surrounding decorations, the same, slowly and neatly, at the moment of closing, Yi Zhen looked at the small photo of his father smiling in the middle of the urn and muttered to himself: "Dad, flowers are not red for a hundred days, people are not good for a thousand days, and the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, this truth is true." Your soul in heaven must bless my mother with good health, and everything I have done. ”

After Yi Zhen placed the urn, he closed the door and walked out.

Yi Zhen slowly walked to the stairwell, turned his head sideways, and there was still a room that was not closed, and he came to worship today.

As if he had lost his soul, Yi Zhen actually walked in by surprise.

Each glass window was decorated with the same urns and decorations as my father's.

If you have to say that it is different, it is probably because the material of the urn and the material of the decoration are different.

If you have a little richer, they are all high-quality nanmu, agarwood, mahogany, and if the family is not so rich, it is an ordinary wood material.

Probably by giving wood to the place where the body of the deceased is laid off, it is a sign of filial piety.

Or maybe it's a new way to show off your wealth.

Yi Zhen shook his head.

People are indeed extremely hypocritical and extremely vain.

In most of the glass windows, there is only one urn.

If another relative in the family passes away, it will not make the neighbors fall into the mouth, saying that they are not willing to open another glass window, or that they are not willing to build another tombstone.

Even if the price of the cemetery is ridiculously expensive now, it is necessary to do a good job of saving face.

Yi Zhen saw only one window in a row of glass windows, in which there were two urns, one on the left and one on the right, and a picture frame was placed around it.

It's a photo of the two.

It's a dead couple and the date is the same.

He doesn't look very old.

In just a few pieces of information, Yi Zhen has already formed a story in his mind.

Probably because of an accident, the two died at the same time.

Looking at the photos and dates, he died only a year ago, and he was only in his thirties.

The two urns, though left and right, were tied together with a red ribbon.

Is this what is being said, life and death?

People who are bound together by life and death, if there is no good result in this life, they should still be able to meet in the next life.

The person who carved the imprint on the other party in this life, even if they all go around in the next life, they can always meet in the crowd, and at a glance, you can know that you are the right person.

Yi Zhen suddenly remembered the famous love story before, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

Although it was a tragedy, it eventually turned into a butterfly.

It's just that throughout the ages, there is only that pair that will be close to each other even after death.

People's hearts are really hard to guess, and they keep saying that they will be together in the next life, and those who only love you in this life will eventually leave.

And what about yourself?

What kind of person are you and what kind of love are you talking about?

If the other party knows......

She'll also ......

Yi Zhen's chest suddenly felt a little tight, so he walked out of the room quickly.

I don't know when, the sky actually began to clear, sweeping away the haze just now, the sky gradually turned blue, and the sun slowly emerged from the clouds.

As soon as Yi Zhen went out, the sun spilled on his body.

For the first time, Yi Zhen felt that this sunlight was very dazzling.

Yi Zhen walked quickly to the car.

"Xiao Zhen, it's so good, it's sunny."

As soon as Yi Zhen got into the car, Qin Yun looked at Yi Zhen with a smile on his face and said.

"Mom, let's go home." 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.