In the Chinese New Year's Eve, Mo Tingyu went to the grave of Mo Ziyun's father with the prepared incense wax paper money and offerings.

This year's offering was the most sumptuous, with a large piece of boiled pork, specially bought fruit, and a pot of wine.

Whether it is the birthday, death day, Qingming, or the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve every year, Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi will take Mo Ziyun to burn paper for the two.

This year is the same, the husband and wife have prepared the things they want to use early, and they will only go when this day is up.

After breakfast, Mo Ziyun didn't need the two of them to shout, and said, "Grandpa, grandma, I'm done, let's go see my father!"

"Good!" No matter how long it has been, Song Nanzhi always has to sigh long when he mentions it again.

After a sigh, he said, "Your father and I took our things and left."

"Okay, I'll go out and wait for you." After Mo Ziyun finished speaking, she walked out of the house first.

"Qingyuan, you and Mo Li are waiting at home, and we will be back in a while."

"Okay." The two answered.

The thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve should have been a happy day, but every year they lived a cold and lonely life. This year, it was finally lively, but when I thought that my son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter were gone, I was originally happy because of the good life at home, but I was also instantly depressed.

Mo Tingyu's voice also became heavy, looking at Mo Ziyun who ran out of the house, and said to the old woman: "It snowed again last night, and the road is a little slippery today, you pull Wan Wan away, and I'll go get something."

"Then go get it." After Song Nanzhi finished speaking, he also walked out of the house, and when he came out of the house, he saw that Mo Ziyun had already run to the side of the road, and hurriedly shouted, "Wanyun, it snowed last night, and the road was a little slippery, you slow down."

Mo Ziyun just wanted to go out of the yard to see if there was snow on the side of the road, and if there was, it was too little.

The few of them don't look like snow, but like someone accidentally spilled the salt they bought on the road.

In my previous life, I lived in the south, and I never saw snow in my place where I lived, except for going to a snowy place in winter to enjoy the snow.

Occasionally, it has actually snowed a few times, but the snow that falls is not like dandruff, like a grain of salt, and when you reach out, if you look down slowly, you can only see a small drop of water. So snowflakes and white expanses of this kind of snow scene, don't think about it.

After Song Nanzhi's voice, Mo Ziyun didn't look at the snow anymore, it was really nothing to see, and turned her head and walked to the yard again, "Okay."

After waiting for Mo Tingyu to come out with the basket, the three of them continued to walk on the road outside the courtyard.

On the way, in order to distract the two of them, Mo Ziyun kept looking for words and said, "Grandma! What are we going to eat tonight?"

"You little glutton, what do you want to eat?" After listening to his granddaughter's voice, a smile appeared on Song Nanzhi's sullen face.

"Uncle Liu said that eating more will grow faster, I want to grow up quickly, and when I grow up, I will be able to take care of my grandparents."

"Okay, eat more, grandma will make food for my good granddaughter when she goes back later."

All the way to the grave of Mo Cong and his wife, Mo Ziyun stopped talking to the two elders, and as soon as she walked to the grave, Mo Ziyun let go of Song Nanzhi's hand and took the initiative to kneel in front of the grave, "Dad, mother, my grandparents and I have come to see you." After shouting the two old men, he added another sentence in his heart, "Little friend Mo, my sister has come to see you."

"Dad, mother, our family opened a big workshop, which was opened with our godfather and uncles, we made a lot of money, and our godfather also sent us people to help us work, and grandparents don't have to work hard."

After Mo Ziyun knelt down, she began to talk about the changes in her family, and while she was talking, Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi put out the sacrifices they had brought in the basket.

Let Mo Ziyun rack her brains on the road to make the two of them feel better, but after arriving at the place, seeing the grave in front of him, Song Nanzhi's eyes turned red, and he held back his tears before he looked up at the grave again, "Cong'er, my father and mother have brought Yunyun to see you, we are all fine."

After a very good sentence, Song Nanzhi's voice couldn't come out again, Mo Tingyu patted his old wife's back, "With Wan Wan with us, we are doing well, and the family has earned money this year, so I will give it to you."

Brought some."

Song Nanzhi wiped away her tears and continued, "It's all Wanyun's heart, these fruits were all bought by her in Beijing, and they have never been eaten before, and Wanyun said to bring them for you to taste too."

Mo Ziyun saw Song Nanzhi crying again, turned around and hugged Song Nanzhi, "Grandma doesn't cry, Daddy, they heard me say that we are doing well, they are also happy, and let me take good care of you, so that you don't think about them in the future, they live well in the sky, and they can watch us every day." Mo Ziyun used the words of adults to comfort children, and in turn comforted her grandparents.

These words not only did not comfort Song Nanzhi, but made Song Nanzhi's heart sour, "If your father and mother can really hear what you say, it would be great if they could really watch us from heaven."

"If your father really has a spirit in the sky, he should take revenge for hurting him back then, and whoever kills him, he will kill him."

"I'm just such a son!"

"Okay, Wan Wan is still here, don't scare Wan Wan."

Mo Ziyun had heard something about her father's beating, but she didn't know what it was, and her grandmother had never said it in front of her in the years, "Grandpa, I'm not afraid."

"I wonder who beat my dad when I was wondering? When I grow up, avenge my father!"

"No!" Mo Tingyu immediately spoke out after hearing Mo Ziyun's words, and her voice became serious, "Wanyun, listen, your father is sick and dead, no one beats him, and you are not allowed to ask in the future."

"But grandma just said that someone killed my father." Mo Ziyun wanted to know, and she also wanted to avenge them in the future, this was the life of a family of three!

"Your grandma is talking nonsense, don't listen to your grandma."

Song Nanzhi also reacted, and turned her head to hug Mo Ziyun, "Grandma just missed your father and mother too much, and she was crazy about it, so she talked nonsense."

"Grandma listens to you, I don't want your parents in the future, it's enough to have you with your grandparents."

Alas! How do you know this?

Forget it! I'll talk about it later, anyway, I'm still young now, and I can't even protect myself, even if I know, it won't help!

Don't be in a hurry, take your time, wait for a few years, when you grow up and have strength, it's not too late to ask, so I pretended to be obedient and responded to Song Nanzhi's words, "Grandma is obedient, Wanyun is also obedient, Wanyun doesn't want grandma to cry, grandma doesn't cry."

"Okay, don't cry, grandma won't cry." said that he didn't cry, but the tears just kept rolling down.

"Wanyun, come and incense your father." Mo Tingyu first lit the wax he brought and stuck it on the ground, and then lit the incense.

Mo Ziyun took two steps, walked to Mo Tingyu's side, and after taking the incense, she didn't need to be instructed by anyone, first walked to Mo Cong's grave and knelt down, and after three kowtows, she inserted the incense in front of the candle.

After worshipping my father, I bowed to my mother, and after holding the same three sticks of incense in my hand, I kowtowed again and again.

After worshipping the two of them, she squatted next to Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi and burned the paper money, when the paper was burned, Mo Ziyun didn't continue to speak, just listened to her grandmother's chatter, and said that there was a lot of money burned this time, and you shouldn't save it over there, just use it, if it's gone, give it to her dream, and she will burn it again.

After a while, he said that he had brought the meat he liked, as well as the fruit that he had never eaten before, and if he thought it was delicious, he would bring it to them next time.

After finishing eating, he repeated the things at home, that is, the long list he had just crackled, and repeated them one by one.

Grandma muttered in pieces, and grandpa said from time to time next to him, don't worry, we are all well, you take care of yourself over there, and ask them to bless Mo Aster. Bless her to grow up healthy and healthy, and bless her from being bullied by bad people.

After a large pile of paper money was burned to the point that only a small stack remained, Mo Tingyu spoke out to stop Song Nanzhi from continuing to read in pieces, "Okay, it's almost burned, I'll burn the rest, you go to the intersection and wait for me first."

After saying to Song Nanzhi, Mo Tingyu turned his head to Mo Ziyun and said, "Yunyun, don't burn it, go and kowtow to your father and mother again."

, just say that the New Year is coming, give them a New Year's greeting, and let them bless you with peace and security."

Mo Ziyun knew that he wanted to break himself apart, and then talk to them alone, so he nodded obediently, "Okay."

Waiting for Mo Ziyun to finish kowtowing, Mo Tingyu said again, "Go to the intersection with your grandmother and wait for me."

Mo Tingyu saw that the old woman was red-eyed and reluctantly walked away, how good did he feel in his heart.

He didn't want to avenge his son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter, and he couldn't wait to cut off their flesh and feed it to the dogs.

But how did they report it? People are rich and powerful, he just wants to go desperately and can't find anyone! I can only be sorry for my son and daughter-in-law, he has no interest, and he can't take revenge for them. Although Wan Wan has a heart and is also very smart, no matter how smart she is, she can't do anything about the bully.

The son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter are all gone, and he doesn't want anything to happen to him.

Knowing that he wanted to stay alone and say a few words to his father and mother that he couldn't listen to, Mo Ziyun also obediently complied, and knelt in front of the grave to kowtow to the two of them respectively before getting up and pulling Song Nanzhi and said, "Grandma, let's go to the intersection and wait for grandpa."

"Okay." Song Nanzhi stood up weakly and dragged his heavy steps towards the intersection.

Mo Tingyu saw the two of them go away before the tears that had been endured in his eyes for a long time rolled down, and said in a dumb voice: "Your mother just misses you too much, it's all because your father is not promising, and he can't arrest the person who beat you, you have a spirit in the sky, just according to what your mother said, whoever beats you, you will go to whomever you want."

After speaking, he looked at the small dirt bag next to him, which was almost level with the ground, "Wanyun, my own granddaughter, grandpa hasn't had time to take care of you yet, so you'll leave."

"It's okay to go, go to your father's mother, they will take care of you, and grandma can rest assured."

I talked to myself for a long time