Yan Qing suddenly soured his nose.

The bitterness in my heart began to flood and spread.

This is a long time ago, his father promised him that he would take him to see his mother......

He thought it was just a perfunctory, but he didn't expect that his father would really keep his promise.

The moment the tears fell, Yan Qing smiled with relief.

"Mom, Dad has come to see you."

In fact, all he wants is for his father to recognize his mother's identity and give her some mercy after his mother's death.

Otherwise, how lonely should my mother be alone in this barren mountain and wilderness?

Yan Qing stroked the black-and-white photo on the tombstone, with a comfortable smile on his face, bowed his head slightly, and touched his forehead lightly on the tombstone.

As if by doing so, he and his mother's heart can be leaned together.

Yan Youcheng stood on crutches on one side, looking at Zhou Lingfang's tomb, his eyes were full of sighs, but he didn't have too much affection and love.

He came to see her, more often, actually for Qing'er.

"Are you still used to being in the army?" Yan Youcheng glanced sideways at the day that was still kneeling on the ground, and suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Yan Qingcai stepped back a little, opened his eyes and wiped the tombstone for his mother, "I'm quite used to it." My daily life is very regular, my body is better, and my heart is steady. ”

No one in the army knew that he was the son-in-law of the Yan family, and Huo Ting had instructed him to treat him equally.

It's not bad to meet a few simple friends and live a training life over and over again.

Yan Youcheng nodded, knowing that his son was doing well, he was also satisfied.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Yan Qing's shoulders and on Zhou Lingfang's tombstone.

The dusky yellow color, with warmth, illuminates people's hearts.

Yan Qing smiled slightly, as warm as jade, "Mom, if there is an afterlife, may you become what you want to be, no more worries, no more sorrows." ”

After saying that, he leaned over and kowtowed again, and Yan Qing also stood up.

He looked at Yan Youcheng, and there was no longer the gloom and hatred of the past, only clarity and relief, "Dad, it's windy on the mountain, I'll help you down." ”

"Okay." Yan Youcheng followed his son's strength and took a slow step.

After the father and son left, another gust of autumn wind blew, blowing the lilies placed on Zhou Lingfang's tombstone.

In the black-and-white photo on the tombstone, the young and beautiful Zhou Lingfang smiled so peacefully and relieved.

Qing'er, let go of the past and live well.

Your life is still so long......

Mom will bless you in heaven.

I wish you all the best......

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On the car down the mountain, Yan Qing looked at the scenery along the mountain stream, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Why didn't he think the scenery was so beautiful before?

All along, his heart knot is nothing more than two.

One, he and Yan Jun are in the same vein, Yan Jun gets everything, but he has nothing.

Second, her mother died at the hands of Ji Xinyu.

The first knot was untied after the explosion, and the second one......

When he saw Ji Xinyu surrender twice, he actually didn't have any hatred and resentment in his heart.

In addition, this time, my father also fulfilled his promise to visit his mother, and even arranged for someone to send flowers to his mother every day......

That's enough.

Mother will be able to rest in peace.

And he will spend the rest of his life to make up for the sins he has committed.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingcai frowned slightly, and asked seriously, "Dad, I heard Huo Ting say that Lu Yiming wants to deal with our family?" ”