When Master Yang heard this, his mood was very complicated. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~com

He was born in 1947 and is 70 years old this year, he grew up in a very feudal era, women's style is an important issue, and divorced women are always pointed at.

His parents are just one of his sons, and they have always been happy fathers and filial sons, and they never dreamed that they would have an ex-husband! The ex-husband was still an officer.

He muttered in a low voice, "Mom, fortunately you didn't say it in the past, otherwise in the past, our family would be enough to criticize." It's a big deal, why didn't you say it in the past? ”

Mrs. Yang's face changed suddenly, her lips trembled, and she glared at her son, "What nonsense?" That's your uncle, if I had known where he was buried, I would have gone and brought him home early, I waited for him...... Eighty years, ......"

Master Yang was startled and hurriedly comforted her, "Mom, I didn't mean that, I didn't mean that, don't think about it." ”

Eighty years is not a long time in Ye Quan's life, but she can understand the sadness in Mrs. Yang's heart.

A seventeen-year-old young woman, who had been waiting for eighty years, her hair was white, her teeth were loose, her skin was pumping, and her plump and beautiful young woman had been boiled into an old woman with goosebumps. In those days, people easily lost the news, the carriages and horses were very slow, the days were very long, and there were too few ways to contact, especially the war all over the land, a couple for a lifetime, sometimes the pair walked and walked and got lost, and couldn't find it.

War, how many infatuated lovers have been broken up, how many human tragedies have been caused, it is really two places, one is a hatred, how to follow each other again?

"Mr. Xiao was buried at the foot of the Purple Mountain, but too much time has passed, and the cemetery can no longer be found. His spiritual throne is in Taiwan. ”

Mrs. Yang's dry eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Spiritual position? His spiritual position? ”

"Yes, his spiritual seat is in the Martyrs' Shrine in Yuanshan Park, I have seen it, there is his name, and his position is also correct."

"Thank God, that's great, it turns out that there are incense offerings all these years, and my mother-in-law can be seen underground."

Mrs. Yang clasped her hands together and muttered to herself.

"Mom, if you really want this uncle, let's set up a spiritual position in our family."

Master Yang and his wife suggested.

"Then forget it, I can't be sorry for your father, I have lived with your father all my life, what is it like to provide individual spiritual positions at home? Zhiyong is my ex-husband, and it has nothing to do with your father. Mrs. Yang's thinking was clear and clear, and Ye Zhiyong said, "Xiao Zhiyong, please let me come to see you and tell you about him." I've done it all, I'm leaving, take care. ”

Mrs. Yang is over 90 years old, and all the people she knows are gone, and now she suddenly meets an old man from 80 years ago, how can she let go. took Ye Quan's hand and said that he didn't want her to go.

"Miss Ye, you should be kind and talk to my old wife, I buried everything in my heart back then, and no one has been able to listen to me for so many years."

Ye Liang is clean by nature and doesn't like to get too close to others, and in the past, he went shopping with Qinghan hand in hand, but now he is being pulled by a thin old woman, his nose is full of the breath of the old man, and there is a moment of resistance in his heart, but looking at the old woman's eager eyes, and then looking at Master Yang and his wife, they are also full of expectation, and sigh softly in their hearts, I really have nothing to do. She felt so emotionally in her heart, but she still nodded, "Okay." ”

Now Master Yang and his wife have become fairies. Only then did Chef Yang remember the fish he bought from the morning market, and hurriedly went to clean up, "I'll go cook and make fish soup." ”

Master Yang's wife is pouring tea and taking fruits, I can't wait to give all the good things at home to the fairy in front of me, fairy, to be able to come to her own house, this is a big face.

"I want to go to Taiwan and worship Zhiyong."

Mrs. Yang suddenly spoke.

The scissors in Master Yang's hand fell into the basin, "Mom, what do you say?" ”

"I'm going to Taiwan to see Zhiyong."

Mrs. Yang is categorical.

Ninety-seven granny going out? Will this work?

Master Yang's head shook into a rattle, "Mom, let's go to Jinling to worship for a while, do you know where Taiwan is?" That's not okay for you're your age. ”

"You know, I can watch the news every day, isn't it just across the sea from Fujian? Not far away, I can go. Mrs. Yang was not stunned at all.

Master Yang was worried that the old mother was getting old, so he tried to reason with her and dispel this idea.

He said that his mouth was dry, and Mrs. Yang said, "I'm going to see Zhiyong." ”

His wife came from the kitchen and pulled him over, "There are fairies sitting in the array, what are you afraid of?" "She is also a seventy-year-old person, and she is still a little superstitious, and she thinks that Ye Liang is a fairy, so she thinks that fairies are omnipotent.

But...... Will the fairy follow in vain?

Although Master Yang is very old, he is not confused, listening to the meaning of this fairy, people are opening shops, and asking her for help will cost some things.

Master Yang thought about it for a while, and made up his mind, "That, Ye ...... Girl, tell me the truth, if you help my mother go to Taiwan to see that uncle's spiritual position, how much will it cost. ”

Ye Liang smiled, she knew that Master Yang was embarrassed to say the word Miss, the times are developing, and this Miss is now going to become a curse.

"Need a soul or...... Enough money. ”

Mrs. Yang was stunned, "That wise and brave soul...... Did it give it to you too? ”

"He is an exception, because I also have relatives who will stay in Jinling forever." Ye Liang sighed.

"Then the soul, the soul, hehe."

Master Yang doesn't believe in ghosts and monsters, although there is a "little fairy" standing in front of him. "At his age, the pension money must be prepared, as for the soul, such an ethereal thing, whatever.

Ye Liang took out a thick parchment book from the leather bag beside him, put it on the table and wrote a few lines, and then handed it to Master Yang, "You take a look, if you agree, sign your name and press your handprint." ”

After reading it, Master Yang wrote his name without even thinking about it.

Mrs. Yang looked at her son with dry eyes, sighed and said, "It's all useless for me, let my son help me suffer, your soul has been signed to others, how can you be reincarnated in the future." ”

Ye Quan smiled, "When the time comes, don't think about that, live a good life, don't leave regrets, it's better than anything else." No matter how many things are reincarnated, or immortality, leaving so many regrets is even more sad. ”

Mrs. Yang thinks about it carefully, she has regrets in her life, but fortunately, this son is filial and can use his soul to make up for his regrets.

"Does Miss Ye have any regrets?"

Mrs. Yang asked.

"Yes, it's similar to you, the person you are looking for can still find where he died and where he is buried, but the person I am looking for is completely nowhere to be heard from, and he will never be found again."

Mrs. Yang sighed and held Ye Quan's hand tightly, "Miss Ye, don't worry, you have such a good heart, you will definitely find that person." ”

Ye Liang smiled bitterly in his heart and said it was so light, how could it be?

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