On the second anniversary of Wang Mingzhe's death, Lan Yi took Wenxuan to worship on the grave with Mrs. Zhou and others.

"Son, my mother has brought Wen Xuan to see you." Mrs. Zhou said tremblingly, tears like beads of broken threads, but in front of many juniors, she did not lose her temper.

Wen Xuan stepped forward, knelt on his knees in front of the grave according to his mother's instructions, and after kowtowing three times, he said: "Father, mother, you are the baby's biological father, but the baby doesn't remember you." ”

How could he remember that when his parents died, he was an infant under the age of one. There were many people waiting behind, Lan Yi didn't want him to say any more, and just wanted to step forward, but was pulled by Mrs. Zhou beside him, "Let their father and son talk." ”

Most people in the Great Zhou Dynasty believe that during the three years of the deceased's death, they would come out of the underworld and meet their relatives on the day of their death, so Mrs. Zhou thought that her son was standing next to her at this time.

Mrs. Zhou personally lit the paper money and stayed quietly beside her.

Wen Xuan knelt there, not knowing what to do, looking up at his mother, Lan Yi smiled at him, "Wen Xuan is right, your biological parents are sleeping here, you talk to them, they must miss you." ”

Wen Xuan nodded obediently, knelt in front of the grave, thought for a while and then said: "Dad, mother, the baby has two mothers, one is next to the baby, and the other is watching the baby with his father in the clouds. The baby has been found several times, and so is my brother, and my brother has two. came by boat, and my mother said that I came to see my father. Where's Daddy? ”

Wen Xuan was still young and didn't know the meaning of death, so he innocently raised his head and looked at the white clouds. Seriously searched, "Hehe, daddy is hiding again." ”

Old Madam Zhou listened to his words. His shoulders trembled and choked.

Wen Xuan saw that his grandmother was sad, so he went up to learn his mother's actions to comfort him when he cried, reached out and hugged Mrs. Zhou's head, touched it gently, and said in his mother's tone, "Grandmother doesn't cry, grandmother doesn't cry." ”

Old Madam Zhou didn't want to scare him. Barely stopped his sorrow, wiped his tears and said, "Okay." Grandmother doesn't cry. ”

But her tears, where can be wiped clean.

When everyone behind him saw such a scene, their faces were full of sadness, and the third master, Wang Mingshen, stepped forward to support Mrs. Zhou. "Aunt's Day mourning. How can my eldest brother feel at ease when he sees you like this. ”

Mrs. Zhou was supported, and Wang Mingli, Wang Mingshen and Wang Mingzhao stepped forward to worship. Lan Yi carefully observed Wang Mingli's expression, and he was as sad as others, without the slightest discoloration. When Mrs. Zhou saw him step forward, she clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and her green tendons burst out, and she forcibly endured it.

After the three of them worshipped, they were the four concubines of the Wang family, and the four of them were older than Wang Tiangui. He stood on the far left, where Wang Mingli had just stood. Bow down. Wang Tiangui's city was not as deep as Wang Ming's courtesy, and when he bowed his head to worship, he looked at the words engraved on the tombstone, and panic and fear flashed in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Lan Yi's heart moved, and she said sadly: "Look, the paper ash moves without wind, it's really the uncle who is here." ”

Wang Tiangui's body trembled, he hurriedly took a step back, looked at the paper ash in horror, looked left and right, and when he noticed that others noticed his abnormality, he hurriedly stepped forward, and Wang Tianzhu beside him covered up for him: "Big brother, be careful with your feet, don't be mixed with stones again." ”

Wang Tiangui wiped the cold sweat on his head and kicked a small pebble under his feet, "How can there be stones here, so that the master is separated from his feet, and these grave guards should be punished." ”

Lan Yi and Wang Chengde exchanged glances with each other. Old Madam Zhou glanced at Wang Tiangui coldly, and said to Lan Yi, "Tao'er, come and meet your eldest brother." Zhe'er, my mother recognized Chun Tao as her righteous daughter, Wen Xuan has been taking care of Tao Er for the past two years, you should thank her. ”

Lan Yi took a step forward, stood in front of the tombstone, looked at the eight big characters engraved on it, "Father Wang Mingzhe, Mother Wang Yao", and bowed respectfully, "Little sister Wang Chuntao, meet the eldest brother and sister-in-law." ”

After Lan Yi retreated, the other members of the Wang family who were waiting next to him stepped forward and saluted Wang Mingzhe. Wang Mingzhe died young, and there were more than a dozen people of his younger generation in the Wang family's Wufu, and they stood in three lines in a hulala, which was quite spectacular.

After these people greeted Wang Mingzhe, they stepped forward to comfort Mrs. Zhou, and their attitude was very respectful, which was very different from the attitude when they died last year. Last year today, Wenxuan was not recovered, Wang Chengde and his son were pressed in prison, the property of the Wang family was occupied by Wang Mingli, and Mrs. Zhou was unable to support herself, and the general trend has gone, so these people naturally don't need to look at her face anymore.

Who would have thought that such a big change would take place in just one year. Seeing them like this, Mrs. Zhou only nodded calmly, she had gone through wind and rain, her husband lost her son, and she had already understood the warmth and coldness of this world, and she would not be uncomfortable because of this.

After the Wang family worshipped, Zhang Pingyu and Lan Junchen stepped forward to worship, both of them were close friends of Wang Mingzhe before his death, and Mrs. Zhou saw their handsome and upright figures, and couldn't help but think of her son again, and sadness came from it.

The third son of Meixian County back then only lacked her son!

Lan Junchen looked at the three words "Wang Yao's" on the tombstone, his eyes showed a complicated color, Zhang Pingyu saluted Mrs. Zhou, "Aunt's Day mourning, the deceased has gone, let's take more pity on the people in front of us." Now that Wenxuan can be found, it is a great luck, Ziyuan has a successor, so he should be at ease. ”

Ziyuan is the addition of words when Wang Mingzhe was twenty years old, and the men of the Great Zhou Dynasty added the words after the crown ceremony.

Mrs. Zhou pulled Wen Xuan and smiled slightly, Zhang Pingyu took care of herself after her son's death, and she was sincere to Wen Xuan, she always kept this love in her heart, "What Pingyu said is that Zhe'er can have a friend like you, it is his blessing, and it is also the blessing of the old body and Wen Xuan." Wen Xuan, don't meet your father-in-law yet. ”

Wen Xuan looked at Zhang Pingyu curiously, and stepped forward to respectfully salute the scholar, "The baby greets his father-in-law." ”

Zhang Pingyu nodded and helped Wen Xuan up cordially, "Xuan'er must not remember his father-in-law, the last time our father and son met was in August last year." ”

Seeing that Zhang Pingyu, who had always been cold-hearted, was so close to Wen Xuan, everyone in the Wang family had different faces, Lan Junchen looked at Wen Xuan and Yi Rouxiao's faces, and his handsome face was sad and difficult to describe.

Wen Xuan said with a smile: "The baby remembers the father-in-law, and the mother told the baby that the father-in-law is the father's best friend, and he also likes the baby, and the baby should be filial to the father-in-law." ”

The child's innocent words are the most sincere, Zhang Pingyu smiled even more, nodded slightly at Lan Yi, Old Madam Zhou also looked at Lan Yi kindly, and Lan Junchen, who was standing next to him, looked abrupt.

Wang Mingli stood next to him and looked at Lan Junchen sideways, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Among the three sons of Meixian County, Lan Junchen and Wang Mingzhe should be closer, I don't know why Mrs. Zhou's attitude towards the two is so different? (To be continued......)