The paper money at the grave was burned to the end, and Xia Song was already in tears.

He felt a lot today, remembered many things, and felt more and more sorry for his father's teachings and failed to live up to his expectations.

"Dad, don't worry, I will secretly help the Xiao family in the future and return the money."

Xia Song wiped a handful of tears, reached out and took the wine bottle next to him and poured wine to drink alone.

Before, he was wondering how this wine could be here, but now it looks like it was specially prepared for him, and it feels good to drink.

On a large-leaved tree not far from the grave, Ma Long squatted on the tree and had been observing the situation in front of the grave, and was relieved to see the old man start drinking.

Next to him, the new soldier whispered, "Company commander, the battalion commander is really a god, just put a bottle of wine there and drink it, and I don't want to think about whether it is a fraud." ”

"How could an ordinary person who has no grudges and no grudges, and has no money on him."

Malone whispered back, and the little soldier thought about it too.

"Company commander, I think the old man is also a kind person, the battalion commander and his sister-in-law really love each other, how can he bear to stop him?"

Although no one has ever seen a sister-in-law, he must be a fairy who can capture a handsome and excellent man like the battalion commander.

"You kid, what do you care? Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and you are not married yet, and the road ahead is very long, and you will know when the time comes. ”

Ma Long said and asked the little soldier next to him to go down, there was still a comrade squatting in the grass at the intersection in front, if the old man couldn't get drunk for a while, he would find a way to knock him out at that time.

Xia Song came out not too late, and now the weather is approaching the New Year's Pass, which is quite cold, but he doesn't feel it at all after drinking most of the bottle of wine, he is not cold or hot, and his whole body is comfortable, and there is some light and fluttering feeling.

"Dad, let's do the last two drinks."

A full bottle of wine had bottomed out, Xia Song took the cup and touched his father's cup, raised his head and drank it all.

After drinking this bottle of wine, it was almost time for him to leave, he was uncomfortable before, but now he is much more comfortable.

There are some things that you still have to say to be comfortable.

Xia Song staggered to his feet, and was about to leave when he felt the world spinning, and his footsteps were unsteady and he fell down directly.

"Oh, my feet are numb."

He sat on the ground for a long time, his legs and feet were already stiff, and he couldn't get up after several attempts.

"Dad, are you still reluctant to let your son go?"

Xia Song muttered to himself, feeling that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he didn't want to care about anything anymore, so he lay on the grass and slept directly.

He fell asleep for a while, Malone slowly touched it, looked at the situation and felt that the person was fine, and returned to the big tree not far away.

For them, of course, it is best to get drunk, so as to save a moment of injury.

The cemetery on the mountainside is sheltered from the sun, and it is a place where the nearby village is specially used for burial, and almost no one comes except for worship.

Xia Song slept comfortably this night, and he didn't feel the cold until his neck was cold.

"Huh? It's getting dark. ”

Xia Song said to himself, touched his neck and found that there was water.

"It's not raining, how can there be water?"

Xia Song slowly got up, and after a while, his drunkenness had subsided a lot, except for feeling some pain in his head, there was no discomfort in other aspects.

"Dad, I'm leaving, I'll come back to see you in a few days."

Before leaving, Xia Song did not forget to say hello to the grave, he raised his hand to look at the time, although it was dark, but it was not too late, but now it was cold, and it was almost dark at seven o'clock.

It didn't rain for the past two days, and the road on the mountainside was not difficult to walk.

Xia Song, who was drunk before, didn't feel anything, but now that he is sober, his scalp is a little numb.

Tonight's graveyard is eerily quiet, not even the sound of insects and birds.

Xia Song lowered his head and walked forward, just as he was about to speed up his pace, when there was a sudden sound behind him, as if someone had thrown a stone over.

"Who?"

He turned around and saw that the shadows behind him were gloomy and cold, and he didn't care if someone was secretly playing a prank on him, he just wanted to speed up his pace and go down the mountain.

Although he doesn't believe in demons and ghosts, in such an environment, ordinary people can't stop the cold air coming up from the soles of his feet.

Another pebble was thrown, accompanied by a trembling sound.

"Little pine nuts, little pine nuts ......"

The voice was rustling, separated every two words, like something stuck in the throat, and like a sad over-the-top speech.

Xiao Songzi is Xia Song's nickname, just now he was so scared that he just wanted to escape, and he couldn't lift his feet at this time.

"Dad?"

Fear mixed with indescribable emotions, Xia Song slowly turned around, and saw a dark figure sitting on his father's grave not far away.

"Dad, is that you? Father? ”

Xia Song's brain buzzed, he didn't dare to go forward or retreat, his feet bent his knees, and he knelt down directly in place.

"Little Songzi ......" The black image on the grave was crying, and then suddenly said angrily, "You unfilial son, without Xiao's father, can you have us today?" Our family didn't know where they were assigned to for a long time, how could they still have such a stable life. What about your conscience, O iniquity? ”

The voice of the black shadow is particularly strange, and there is a feeling that it is neither male nor female.

This is not his father's voice at all, Xia Song still had doubts at first, but when "he" said those things back then, his inner defense line had been broken, and there was no reason to doubt it, so he kowtowed directly to the shadow of the grave.

"Dad, I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for the Xiao family. Woohoo......"

When his father was teaching in Wujia Village and was branded as a rightist, it was Xiao's father who came out to say a few words of justice for their family regardless of the risk.

These things don't seem to be anything now, but at that time, a little carelessness is the same crime, and the father of the Xiao family also used the survival of the rest of his life as a mortgage to intercede for their family.

How could he forget such a great kindness, and do those immoral things to the Xiao family.

Xia Song's tears rained down, and he cried while wiping his tears, "Dad, don't worry, I will go to Xiao's house tomorrow to make amends, and if I want to beat and scold Xi Tingzun, even if I want to let Mingzi eat in prison, I will admit it." ”

His father has crawled out of the grave, what can Xia Song do, and then go to protect his son's affairs, his conscience will have to suffer for a lifetime, and he will go underground to kill his father in the future.

The dark shadow at the grave was also crying, and the voice was so sad that it felt like it was about to burrow into the earth.

"With, the relationship with the Xiao family has become like this, what's the use of making amends? I don't have the face to go to see Brother Xiao again, it's better to be a lonely, a soul, a wild, and a ghost! ”

"Dad, Dad, don't! We still have a way to solve it, right, I'll find a way to repair the relationship between the two families, don't ......"

Thinking that the old man would become a lonely ghost and his soul would not be able to live in peace, Xia Song was about to be paralyzed.

Think about it, there will be something with you in the future, even if it's your own father, it's infiltrating!

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