When Jiang Yu got off the plane, he felt the chill of late autumn, and most of the people in Jianglin wore winter coats and thin coats, and most of them were foreign tourists like him, or rather, wanderers.

Jiang Yu was only five or six years old when he left the city, not yet the age of his memory, so he didn't have much affection for his former birthplace. If my grandmother comes to pick her up from school, you can buy a bunch of candy figurines on the corner of the street.

However, Jiang Yu didn't have any thoughts of sadness at this time, Zhong Jiajing stopped breathing at about nine o'clock last night, and now he has been sent to the funeral home, waiting for Jiang Yu to see his grandfather for the last time.

Jiang Yu took a taxi when he got out of the airport, and when he arrived at the place, his grandmother and Zhong Mo were waiting, and there was no sadness on their faces at all, on the contrary, there was a faint relief.

Jiang Yu stepped into the funeral home for the first time in twenty-three years, and it was almost the same as he imagined, cold and solemn, with different expressions on the faces of people coming and going, as if they were in a variety of situations.

"I'm tired along the way." The old lady came up and took Jiang Yu's backpack, raised her chin somewhere, and said, "There, go and see him, if there is really such a thing as a spirit in the sky, he should also have a wish." ”

Jiang Yu nodded "um" and walked slowly towards where Zhong Jiajing was.

The old man lay silently in his memory, his face calm and serene, as if he had just fallen asleep. There have been too many years between the grandfather and grandson, so Jiang Yu only remembers him when he was seriously ill in the hospital, but it is not much different from now.

didn't have much deep feelings, but after Jiang Yu saw it, he helped Zhong Jiajing put the white bula on his body to the top of his head and said his final goodbye.

Because of several generations of single transmission, Jiang Yu has no other cousins, nor uncles and aunts, and on the day of cremation, there were only their grandchildren, father and son.

When she left the funeral home, the old lady said, "Xiao Yu will go back to grandma to sleep today, the bed is ready for you." ”

Jiang Yu took his backpack from the old lady's hand and said, "Okay." ”

Zhong Mo, who was holding the urn, didn't say a word the whole time, and Jiang Yu only didn't think of him, walking in front with the old lady, chatting about what had happened recently.

The old mansion of the Zhong family has been stationed in Jianglin for a hundred years, and Jiang Yu was shocked to find that it did not seem to be any different from his memory. He lived in the same room as before, and he thought he didn't remember it anymore, but when he entered the door, he was more familiar than anyone else.

On the old bedside table, there is a photo of him and Jiang Wan when he was three years old, and the mother and son are smiling brightly, as if their lives are still full of sunshine at that time.

Grandmother stood at the door of the room, with a kind smile on her face, she said: "I have the photos of you and your mother, since I was a little bit until I can memorize and write, I will take it out and look at it when I am fine, I didn't expect my precious grandchildren to grow so big without paying attention." ”

Jiang Yu smiled: "I didn't take anything with me when I left, I haven't seen myself when I was a child for a long time." ”

The old lady looked at the photos she had saved, the only thing that could make her feel at ease over the years, her eyes that were not very bright became more and more blurred, and a cloudy tear fell on Jiang Yu's face in the photo, "There was nothing worth your nostalgia for before, you just need to cherish the present, become an adult happily, and do what you like." ”

Jiang Yu's eyes were sour, he turned his head and whispered, "Got it." ”

……

The next day, a lot of people came to the funeral, except for a few distant relatives of the Zhong family, the others were all students of the Zhong family.

Jiang Yu wore the white clothes provided by the funeral home and entertained the people who came to mourn as a family member.

Interestingly, most of the relatives present had silent expressions, but it was those outsiders with Jiang Yu's unexpected sincere grief on their faces.

After a morning of polite words, Jiang Yu's mouth was so dry that he was about to drink saliva, but he was stopped halfway: "Jiang Yu? ”

The speaker was a little familiar, Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The man stretched out his hand and reported to himself: "Lin Xun." ”

Jiang Yu suddenly realized that this was not the Professor Lin recommended by the class instructor. As a member of the Zhong Jiajing Research Institute, Professor Lin was stuck by Zhong Jiajing in a rather important paper, the purpose of which was to make him refuse Jiang Yu's tutor interview and want to push Jiang Yu into a desperate situation.

Jiang Yu shook hands with the other party and said respectfully, "Professor Lin is good." ”

Lin didn't look for Jiang Yu to talk to him, he went straight to the point and asked, "The exam is going to be in a few days, listen to Shaobai, do you plan to follow Jiang Ningchuan?" ”

"That's the only option at the moment." The implication is that, after all, you rejected me in advance.

"To tell you the truth, I don't think this choice is a good idea, because in the email two months ago, most of the people in the industry and school teachers know about the relationship between you and Jiang Ningchuan, if you insist on asking him to be a mentor, it will definitely not be a good thing for you." Lin Xun glanced at Jiang Yu, and then said: "I did express my opinion through Shaobai at the beginning, but now everything has changed, if you come, I will definitely welcome it." ”

Jiang Yu understood what Lin Xun meant, and he politely expressed his gratitude and said that he would definitely consider it seriously.

Whether in terms of professionalism or human feelings, it is the best choice to target Lin Xun, but after all, the other party is the one who has rejected him, and the other party has given himself endless disappointment before they meet.

The funeral was held very simply, the urn was placed in the cemetery, the soil was filled, the mourners expressed their condolences, the flowers were put down, and everyone bowed together, and the whole process was finished.

Watching the people present leave one by one, Jiang Yu took one last look at the petals that fluttered gently in the wind, glanced at the brand-new tombstone, and left with everyone.

When a person is born, he must cry loudly to remind others that he is coming, but when he goes away, he is silent, no matter what happened in life, and after death, he is just a pile of mud and a pile of dirt.

Jiang Yu was going back after the funeral, and he didn't bring much when he came, leaving the health care products he bought for his grandmother, and there was only a data cable and a few clothes left in it.

Jiang Yu carried a bag and stopped his grandmother who went out with him, and he said helplessly: "Don't send it, it's only half an hour from here to the high-speed rail station." ”

The old lady insisted: "It's only been half an hour, I'll talk to you on the way, I don't know when we can meet." ”

Jiang Yu persuaded her: "Call me next time you want to see me, I'll come here to see you when I'm free, isn't the high-speed rail very convenient now, besides, when I get on the bus, you will come back alone, I don't want to go." ”

Jiang Yu said this truthfully, he couldn't think of the scene of the old lady watching him leave in the crowd, and eventually his figure would be drowned in the crowd of pedestrians, and the old lady was alone, lost and left.

"But ......"

"No, but no, I'm free during the time after the exam, and I'll come to see you after the exam, and show you the photos I've taken over the years, so that you can see how I grew from a little radish to a big tall person."

The old lady was amused, took Jiang Yu's hand and squeezed it, "That's okay." ”

Jiang Yu coaxed his grandmother's little thumb like a child, pulled it back and forth a few times, and said, "I won't lie to you if I pull the hook." ”

The old lady smiled with a wrinkle on her face, and patted Jiang Yu lightly on the back of her hand, "Childish." ”

When Jiang Yu went to rent, Zhong Mo came back from school, and there was no communication between father and son in the past two days, like strangers.

Zhong Mo stopped next to the taxi and hesitated, "I'm going back." ”

Jiang Yu was also stunned for the other party's initiative to talk, and then nodded, "Hmm." ”

"Be careful on the road." After Zhong Mo said these four words, he left expressionlessly, as if he was not the one who took the initiative to talk just now.

Jiang Yu was inexplicable, and got into the car to call Jiang Ningchuan.

"I'm on the train to the high-speed rail station right now, I'll be there in three hours, come pick me up!"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, Jiang Yu thought that the signal was not good, and said "hey, hey" a few more times, Jiang Ningchuan finally spoke, "I'm ...... at Jianglin Airport"

The air froze in an instant, and Rao is Jiang Yu didn't hold back a "slot" exit, but then his heart was beating wildly, and he grabbed the seat and shouted to the driver: "Don't go to the high-speed rail station, go to the airport, go to the airport!" ”