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After eating, Xu Jiamu went to wash the dishes, and when he came out of the kitchen, he happened to see Song Xiangsi laying a futon on the sofa.

Song Xiangsi heard the footsteps, tilted his head sideways, glanced at him, then threw the pillow on the sofa casually, stood up and walked to the bedroom where he had lived since he was a child, pushed open the door, and said to Xu Jiamu: "You sleep in this room, I just changed the sheets and quilts for you." ”

Xu Jiamu stood still and didn't move, first stared at Song Xiangsi's open bedroom door and looked inside, then looked at the futon on the sofa, and instantly understood what Song Xiangsi meant, and said directly without thinking about it: "I sleep on the sofa." ”

"You've been driving for a day today, you must be tired......"

As soon as Song Xiangsi argued, he saw Xu Jiamu striding to the sofa and lying down.

Song Xiangsi stared at Xu Jiamu for a while, and then said, "Thank you." ”

Xu Jiamu nodded: "You're welcome." ”

Song Xiangsi stood at the door of the bedroom for a long time, said "good night", entered the bedroom, and closed the door gently.

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The next day, Song Xiangsi and Song's father woke up, and Xu Jiamu had already made breakfast.

I don't know if Song's father rested well last night, his mental state was particularly good on this day, and after breakfast, he proposed to go to the cemetery to see Song's mother.

Before leaving, Song's father also specially asked Song Xiangsi to find out the set of Zhongshan suits that Song's mother made for herself many years ago and put them on.

Song's mother's grave is buried in the ancestral farmland of the Song family, and the car can only drive to the side of the road, and then have to walk.

Although Father Song was very energetic, he couldn't walk a few steps, and in the end, Xu Jiamu carried him.

The summer in the south is much hotter than Beijing, it is noon, the hot sun makes people dizzy, Xu Jiamu carried Song's father on his back but only walked 200 meters, his shirt was already soaked, and his neatly cut hair was soaked into wisps of sweat.

Song Xiangsi, who was following alongside, looked at such a picture and clenched the parasol in his hand hard.

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After Song's father fell seriously ill, the Song family's fields have been deserted, and weeds have been reborn, almost flooding Song's mother's grave.

Father Song got down from Xu Jiamu's back, supported Song Xiangsi's hand, and walked to the grave, he bent down with difficulty, trying to pull out the wild grass on it, but grabbed a piece of grass, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out.

Xu Jiamu walked over and told Song Xiangsi to take care of Song's father, and then bent down without saying a word and pulled up the grass.

The grass has grown very tall, the roots are very deep, and it is very difficult to pull it out, Xu Jiamu's body sweated one after another, and finally Song Xiangsi couldn't stand it, and couldn't help but step forward and pull Xu Jiamu's arm, let him rest for a while, and handed over the water bottle he brought.

Xu Jiamu drank most of the bottle in one go, stood in the shade of the tree, sat with Song's father for a while, and then got up and walked to Song's mother's grave, and it took about another hour to clean up the weeds on Song's mother's grave.

Father Song stood up with great difficulty, and with the support of Song Xiangsi, walked to Song's mother's grave, stretched out his hand, touched Song's mother's tombstone, and then signaled Xu Jiamu and Song Xiangsi to leave, leaving him alone, and chattering for a long time to his wife who had been dead for many years.