Green pines and cypresses, green trees and red flowers, clear water and blue sky, surrounded by mountains and lakes. This place may indeed be a paradise, with rows of stone monuments on both sides, and the deceased living in a group facing south. The shadows of the trees are swaying, solemn and solemn.

The cemetery that Jin Jian chose in the middle of the mountain has a total of two rooms, and the blank space next to it is reserved for himself in the future, although the cost is not expensive, but his wife has been diligent and thrifty all her life, and it is worth it.

Today is the first seventh, and her daughter Kim Ji-mi rushed back from the United States five days ago, because she is busy with work, and plans to leave after paying tribute to her mother today. It is said that the son wants to raise and the parent is not there, maybe he didn't have this ability before, but now his job has stabilized, and he talks about an American boyfriend, and his family is quite wealthy, and he has made up his mind to come back to be a daughter this time, and he must persuade his father to go to the United States together, and he has done a lot of work, but the stubborn father just doesn't agree. At this time, in front of her mother's grave, Zhimei touched the scene, tears came out of her face, and the choked voice broke the silence everywhere, and it also happened to guide the lost Mao Bowen.

On the day of the funeral, Jin Jian did not inform him, but later it was Principal Li Zhenggang who told him that he knew that this place was the place, and on this day, he felt that he had to come.

When Mao Bowen approached, he saw that it was Jin Jian, Jin Zhimei and a young man standing in front of a tombstone.

"Uncle Mao, you're here!"

Zhimei recognized Mao Bowen at a glance, and it seemed that she didn't know about the knot between her father and Uncle Mao.

Dr. Mao nodded, walked straight to the tombstone, and only after paying respects to the deceased did he exclaim:

"Zhimei, when did you return to China, and I didn't inform you Uncle Mao, I forgot Uncle Mao!"

"How can it! I ......"

"Ahem!"

Jimi wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jin Jian's cough, and she felt that her father's expression was wrong, so she had to support:

"Uncle Mao, I'm leaving a little bit beforehand. Dad, Archie and I are waiting for you at the bottom of the mountain. ”

The young man named Archie gave Dr. Mao a cold look, nodded slightly, then took off his sunglasses and put them on and left.

This name is so familiar, Dr. Mao remembers it, it is a student from a poor family who has excellent character and academic performance that I often heard Jin Jian talk about before, and he finished the university with Jin Jian's support, and he should have graduated from college.

"Brother Mao, you really should come today." Jin Jian's tone was light and a little strange.

Mao Bowen heard it right, he still called himself Brother Mao, maybe he has forgiven himself, I hope so.

"Lao Jin, the festival mourns and changes! I'm here to see my younger siblings today, and I'm here to hand over the money raised to you, although ...... Hey, you can handle it. ”

Jin Jian remained motionless and said coldly:

"How much?"

"One hundred and twenty thousand." Dr. Mao calmly responded that the money actually belonged to more than 20,000 donations, and he only hoped that Jin Jian could understand him.

"Hahahaha! That's a lot! ”

Jin Jian finished laughing, ignored Mao Bowen, and turned to look at the lake below the mountain.

"Do you know the name of this lake and this mountain?"

Dr. Mao was puzzled.

"I don't know."

"This lake is called the Sea of Forgotten Worries, and this mountain is called the Island of Bliss. Listen, many popular names. ”

"That is, people yearn for the carefree Elysium, and it is difficult to live in it, so they can only rely on the underworld."

"We know it's self-comforting, but we still have to do it, but we all know it in our hearts, don't we?"

"But the money is collected in your name, and only you have the right to dispose of it."

"Is any more money useful now? While I'm in a good mood, it's best not to mention the money. By the way, I forgot to congratulate you, Academician Mao! ”

"Don't be like this, Lao Jin, I definitely don't accept this award for personal fame and fortune, you know, the higher you stand, the greater the responsibility, this is also our dream when we were young, isn't it?"

"It's just yours, my dream was ruined by your own hands, and you won."

"I know that there are some things that can't be said clearly, I just want to say that I am still the former Mao Bowen, or your brother Wen."

"Really? It seems a little funny to say this from your mouth, do you know how Zhang Qin died? ”

"Wasn't it an accident?"

"No, she can't bear to see me tired of her, she has been silently supporting me at work for decades, and for the sake of this family, she doesn't even want her daughter to know about her illness. At most, the phone only said 'gastroenteritis, a small problem'. Until now, Jimi is still in the dark. ”

"My brother and sister are good people, and good people will be rewarded."

"Good guys? So you Mao Bowen admit that you are a bad person? Do you bear to watch good people suffer and suffer? ”

"Don't do that, old Kim. Believe me, I'm having a hard time, but I can't explain it yet. ”

"Excuses! Hypocrisy! You are greedy for vanity, and I am sorry for my Jin Jian. Widowed and righteous, I'm sorry for her Zhang Qin. There is still a face standing here today, you are also worthy! ”

"Old Kim, you ......"

"Listen clearly, Mao Bowen, I, Jin Jian, swear to the sky in front of my wife, from now on, you and I will break off our righteousness, today you make me miserable, one day, I will also let you taste this pain!"

The autumn leaves are shivering, obviously there is no coolness, but why do you teach life to feel chills, and it has been more than once.

Three years later, the sun set.

Jiangcheng, on the third floor of the first unit of the second building at the foot of Luojia Mountain, for dinner, Lin Qiaoying took the two children of Red Riding Hood and Rabbit out for a walk as usual, and Jiang Xiaolan was busy washing dishes. The family has gradually come out of the shadow of the court incident.

"Xiaoyi, my brother said that you got a perfect score in the math test, what do you want your grandfather to reward you?"

"Grandpa, I want an arrow target, the previous target is almost rotten."

"Do you want to play that? Your younger siblings used to love stacking blocks and paper stickers. Now one of them plays Transformers, and the other just rag dolls. But I've changed a lot of toys! ”

"I don't like their toys, I want to practice my skills. I want to grow up quickly. ”

"Why?" Lao Mao was puzzled.

"Shhhh Grandpa, I'll just tell you one person, Mom and Dad have not come to me, they must have been arrested by the bad guys, I want to learn kung fu, learn like 'Saint Seiya', and I will be able to save them when I grow up." The little guy said with a heartfelt voice.

"Saint Seiya?" Lao Mao realized, it turned out that this child had watched too many cartoons, although filial piety was commendable, but he still needed enlightenment.

"Xiaoyi, not all bad guys need us to deal with them by force, and some bad guys can also be transformed into good guys. Besides, there are police uncles in this world! ”

"I understand, I only teach bad guys when I practice kung fu, and don't hurt them, just like I used to deal with tail clips."

"Okay, grandpa promised you, I'll buy it tomorrow, but the old rule: don't shoot at people casually!" Lao Mao smiled and deliberately whispered.

November 28, the day Mao Tingzhi was released from prison, because of his good behavior, his sentence was reduced by more than half a year. When Mao Bowen's family rushed to the North Gate Prison with mixed feelings, they found that a black car had already been parked there. Because it is reflective glass, the people inside can't see it at all.

Maybe there are still others out of prison today, Lao Mao thought. In the past three years, the son has only talked to his own family once, and he rarely speaks. His wife and Xiaolan have complained less, he can understand these, but no matter what, his son should not go home. Just as he was thinking that the door would open, a middle-aged man with stubble came out of it after saying goodbye to the prison, but he stopped at the door for a full minute before choosing to go that way. That direction was obviously not towards the old couple and Xiaolan, but into the black car. However, he put down his backpack and got out of the car again, this time it was obviously aimed at them, and when he got closer, it was Mao Tingzhi. Xiaolan's wife couldn't help crying, her son had obviously lost a lot of weight, and his face was full of stakes, as if he was a teenager old.

"Mom and Dad, my son is not filial, you will forget me in the future."

"Xiaolan, I'm sorry for you and the child, if you find a good man to marry in the future, you should not have me. Good bye! After Mao Tingzhi finished speaking, he didn't even look at the child a few times, then turned around and got into the car and left.

In just a few minutes, the psychological defense line of the three people was completely crushed at once, torment, joy, surprise, inexplicable, great pain, crying, and onto the head, Xiaolan was stunned like a wooden chicken, and the most pitiful thing was his wife Qiaoying, who fainted immediately, and her blood pressure was high This time she fell down and never got up.

Many tragedies are directly or indirectly caused by people, three months later, Xiaolan left with the little rabbit, she left a letter before leaving, she didn't believe that Tingzhi would be so ruthless, can her child really be willing to give up? She didn't believe anything, she had no choice but to run away from home, she wanted to take the little rabbit to find this negative person, and no one knew if she could come back.

In another year, Mao Bowen officially retired, and the school's dormitory was also retired, and when Xiaoyi's adoption procedures were completed, he only thought of two words in his head: "moving". To this end, he came to central China, bought a small house on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, and spent part of his savings on two children: Little Red Riding Hood and Xiaoyi, who studied at a boarding school. Although the tuition fee is a little expensive, but the grades are good, and they are also very sensible, which is somewhat a comfort to him, although he sometimes goes out to give lectures, but there are not many such days, and he now spends more time studying space physics, and the reason for this may only be known to him.

The world is impermanent, the world is always nothing.