At this time, he suddenly saw Jin Jianjun in the house, and Zou Shumin was slightly surprised.

Jin Jianjun stood in front of the chest of drawers, as if he was looking at something.

Zou Shumin walked over.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Jin Jianjun turned around and smiled at Zou Shumin: "I'm done." ”

"What are you looking at?" Zou Shumin looked over and saw Jin Jianjun holding a photo album in his hand.

The album was very old, and it should have been turned over a lot.

In the album, there are all photos of a little baby, and Zou Shumin's eyes are moist in an instant.

It was a picture of the youngest son who died young.

The child smiled innocently and cutely, and it was heart-wrenching to watch. Although he is very small, he has already shown a trace of a silhouette similar to Jin Juefeng, and if he can grow up, he will be a handsome boy like his brother.

Pity......

"Look at what this does." Zou Shumin's heart ached, she reached out and grabbed the album and closed it, and threw it into the chest of drawers.

"The albums are old, you can read them often." Jin Jianjun whispered.

Zou Shumin wiped her eyes and turned her back: "It's all over, don't mention it." ”

She sighed and said, "Since we are going to live together well, digest these sad things." Don't even mention it again. ”

"I'm sorry." Jin Jianjun stretched out his hand and gently wrapped Zou Shumin around his waist.

Zou Shumin's body instinctively stiffened.

For many years, I haven't been close to him, and my body has some instinctive rejection.

However, she didn't push Jin Jianjun away either.

Since the family of three wants to start happily ever after, they should also try to accept each other.

"It's late, go to sleep." Zou Shumin said in a low voice.

Jin Jianjun hugged Zou Shumin into his arms, hugging her as thin as before, the indescribable feeling in his heart, kindness, guilt, happiness, sadness, a variety of emotions are intertwined.

Jin Jianjun sighed deeply: "Shumin, this weekend, let's go see Haohao." Tell him that Mom and Dad are going to love each other together. ”

Tears suddenly slipped from Zou Shumin's eyes, she choked lightly, and responded: "Okay." ”

The second son died for so many years, and Jin Jianjun never went to worship once.

He hurts, he grieves, he is ashamed!

Can't face it.

Children who die young cannot be burned into ashes and buried in the cemetery. Back then, Zou Shumin bought a small piece of land on H Mountain in the suburbs and built a small grave for the child.

Surrounded by a small circle of bamboo fences, the grave is already overgrown with grass, which looks a little desolate.

Before you know it, another year has passed.

A family of three walked to the grave.

The tombstone only reads the tomb of his beloved son Jin Juehao, and there is no photo.

This is the first time Jin Jianjun has come to worship his second son, and his mood is heavy and complicated.

If he had to do it all over again, he would still have chosen that way, because he was a Jun man, and he had a responsibility and a mission.

The guilt of his son can only be made up for in the next life.

Jin Jianjun took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and said softly: "Haohao, Dad has come to see you." ”

One sentence made Zou Shumin teary-eyed.

Jin Jianjun put his arm around her and patted her on the shoulder: "I'm here with your mother and brother." Now you can rest assured, in the future, our family will be together no matter the wind and rain.

May you be a happy little angel in heaven! ”

In the end, Jin Jianjun choked up in the end.

Zou Shumin had already burst into tears.

Jin Jianjun took out a tissue and wiped her tears.

Zou Shumin did not dodge.