The soil on the ground was very hard, and after breaking several small wooden sticks, Xia Yuan finally made a portrait on the ground.

However, the learning is not proficient, and the painting tools are too inferior, so it is not suitable for sketching at all, so the effect is a little abstract, the lines are crooked, and the degree of distortion is almost comparable to that of the world-famous painting called "The Scream".

After looking at it for a while, Xia Yuan silently wiped off the painting on the ground with his hand, and then patted the soil on his hand, "If you two elders want to see her, let's give her a dream, it's more reliable." ”

After that, he took out the remaining pile of paper money from his baggage, as well as dozens of gold ingots made of yellow paper, put them in the brazier and lit them, and watched the paper money and gold ingots burn in the brazier, and then countless fly ashes floated.

"I don't know if there is a charge for the dream over there, just in case, my son will burn you more paper money, counting the ones burned before, it has already burned a lot, I guess you can't use it up, you will take it to your mother-in-law, and I don't know if anyone on her side will burn paper for her grave."

Xia Yuan sat in front of the grave and chattered, even he didn't know why he was talking so much today.

"Your son, surely he doesn't talk as much as I do, right? And I also have a different character from your son, and I wanted to imitate his character at first, so as not to be suspected, but your son is not smiling, he keeps a wooden face every day, he doesn't talk much, he locks himself in the house all day to study, and he is very polite.

It's too hard for me to imitate such a person, so I just give up, thinking that I will be suspected by others, and I make up a lot of excuses for this.

But it didn't work at all, such a big change did not arouse the suspicion of people in Zhuangzi, even his uncle.

Later, when I thought about it, I realized that the change in my eyes was due to the severity of the illness, which led to a great change in my temperament after recovery.

was seriously ill and saw through life and death, so his temperament changed greatly, as if he had changed people. ”

"But they don't know that it's actually a different person"

Speaking of this, Xia Yuan paused, stared at the tombstone in front of him, and said with a somewhat complicated expression: "I wish that your son and I just exchanged people with each other, just exchanged lives, he lived for me on my side, helped me be filial to my parents, I lived for him here, and came to sweep your grave every year and talk to you." ”

"Dad, mother, please do something, if your son doesn't go down there to reunite with you, you can come to tell me in a dream, just say that he didn't go, don't say anything else, even if you know, don't say it, leave me some thoughts."

At this time, the incense in the incense burner burned out again, and the flame in the brazier had also been extinguished, Xia Yuan stood up and rubbed the wetness on his face with his cuffs, the wind was so strong that bricks entered his eyes.

Immediately he turned around and walked to the west, about a hundred meters away, there were two cousins, and in front of them there was also a tombstone, which said that the tomb of Xia Xuan was first examined, this is Xia Ru's father.

After Xia Yuan walked over, it was obvious that the wind was quite strong here, and the two cousins turned their heads in the same eyes,

It's just that what surprised Xia Yuan was that between the brothers, the saddest cry was actually the young Xia Chen, whose eyes were a little swollen from crying, and his nose was full of tears.

As for Natsusuke, he just had two lines of tears on his face.

At this moment, Xia Yuan couldn't help but be in awe, the little kid was only a little over five years old this year, not yet six years old, and when the second master died in his memory, this kid had just been born, and he could actually cry.

To be flat-chested, if the roles are reversed, you will definitely not be able to cry when you let yourself go.

With the admiration of Gao Shanzhi, Xia Yuan reached out and touched the little cousin's head, and praised sincerely: "It's really filial, just rush this, big brother won't call you snot baby in the future." ”

After a pause, he squatted down again and asked curiously, "Tell me big brother, how did you cry?" And he can cry so sadly. ”

Douda's tears continued to fall like raindrops, and Xia Chen whimpered: "I, my father beat me." ”

"Who told you not to cry and still smile at grandpa's tombstone." Xia Zhu looked resentful, "I was beaten by my father even if you hurt me." ”

"What, you're smiling too?"

Xia Zhu said in a muffled voice: "I didn't laugh at first, but I couldn't help laughing when I saw my father beating my brother." ”

“.”

True six, the father and son are all six, one is playing at his grandfather's tombstone, one is performing in front of his old father's grave to beat his son, and the other is eating melons, but he didn't hold back his laughter, and then he was also beaten.

Especially the snot baby, crying so sadly, it is estimated that Xia Ru didn't leave his hand at all.

Xia Yuan touched the little child's head again, although it was quite pitiful, but this beating was really unjust, not to mention, at this age of flowers, he should bear such a beating.

"By the way, what about your father?"

"Dad went to see my mother."

"Then why didn't you go along?"

"Dad didn't let us follow, saying that we should not move around here, talk to my eldest father for a while, and then change us to visit my mother when he comes back."

Xia Yuan nodded, and looked at Xia Chen, who was still crying and wiping away his tears, "Okay, don't cry snot baby, you are a boy, boys have to be strong." ”

"Woo."

“.”

"Natsusuke, get three sticks of incense for the eldest brother."

"Oh."

took the three incense sticks handed by Xia Zhu, lit them, and inserted them in the incense burner, and then Xia Yuan bowed three times to the second master.

At this time, Xia Ru came over from a distance, "Brother Yuan, have you finished talking with your father?" ”

"Hmm."

Xia Ru couldn't see tears on his face, but his eyes were red and scary, and he looked like he had just cried, and he was crying very sadly.

Xia Yuan also understood the reason why he didn't let his two cousins follow, as a father, crying in front of his daughter-in-law's grave in front of his children is definitely a very unserious thing, and it will inevitably make the child deepen his thoughts about his mother.

It seems that my uncle is actually a very good father for his children.

Thinking like this, Xia Ru shaved the scalp of the little brat, "You are still crying, go, go to visit your mother with your brother, collect your tears, don't cry so sadly in front of your mother, otherwise your father will beat you." ”

"Wow"

Xia Chen covered his head and cried louder, and Xia Zhu next to him quickly sniffed hard, held back his tears, and then said in a proper manner: "Dad, I took my younger brother to visit my mother." ”

"Your mother has passed away less than three years ago, and the tomb has not yet been erected, so my father deducted a small bowl in front of your mother's grave, you look carefully, don't find the wrong one."

“.”

Xia Zhu nodded hurriedly, pulled the crying little fart and left, walking far away, and the cry of the snot baby could still be faintly heard.

Xia Yuan watched silently, although this kid is not necessarily very strong, he is really talented in crying, and he really works hard to cry, if he does funeral services in the future and serves people at the funeral, he can earn a lot by crying spirits.

(End of chapter)