In the dim ancestral hall, on the incense table, a few candles were lit.

A teenage girl, dressed in a black skirt and holding a incense stick in her hand, bent down and bowed to the tablet on the tablet.

Then she inserted the incense stick into the incense burner in front of her, and turned her head to look at the middle-aged woman on the side, "Aunt Bai, today is Mommy's birthday, you said that we burn incense for her every year, can she really see it?" ”

Bai Yuan's eyes calmly fell on one of the black tablets on the case, she took two steps forward, and also inserted the incense stick in her hand next to the position that Lu Zhiling had just inserted, sighed and said, "The most regrettable thing about your mommy in this life is probably that she feels sorry for you, you burn incense for her every year, she will definitely know." ”

After she inserted the incense stick, she looked at the tablet again with a calm gaze, there was a photo of a girl smiling in the middle of the tablet, Bai Yuan was forty years old, and the years had added a strand or two of white hair to her sideburns, she sighed and looked at Jiang Qian in the photo, which will always be the same as in her memory.

Young, wonderful.

I don't know if she has fulfilled her wish and lived happily with Qing Shi in another world after twelve years.

The smoke in the ancestral hall was hazy, and after Lu Zhiling bowed to his mother's tablet, he also bowed to his father's tablet on the side, and the two tablets were side by side, but in fact, Lu Zhiling knew that his mother did not marry his father before his death, but his grandfather made his own decision and included his mother in the Lu family's genealogy, but in fact, according to the rules, her parents cannot be enshrined in one place.

But grandpa not only put the tablets of mom and dad together, gave mommy the identity of the young grandmother of the Lu family, and even put the ashes of mommy after cremation in Dad's grave, grandpa said that Mommy is stubborn and has a bad temper, if Mommy knows that after she dies, grandpa can't let her be buried with her dad in one place, Mommy will crawl out of the grave and crawl to Dad's grave to live by herself.

"Your mommy in addition to your father, what she loves most is you, although she is not a qualified mother, but in her limited life, she gave you everything she could give, Zhiling, Aunt Bai hopes you don't blame your mommy, she was too bitter at that time, and her temperament was weak, your father's death crushed her life, if you have to let her live, I'm afraid she will have to use psychotropic drugs to control it for the rest of her life, such a day is actually better than death."

In fact, more than ten years have passed, Lu Zhiling's impression of her parents has been very weak, especially her father, she has not seen her since she was a child, she will have more impressions of her mother, after all, she had a long-term companionship of her mother in her childhood, even if she does not have many memories of that time, but it does not prevent her from knowing that her mother loves her very much.

The days when her mother committed suicide were indeed the darkest moments in her life, but twelve years have passed, she has already come out, Lu Zhiling is a sensible child, she feels sorry for her parents, and naturally it is impossible to blame Jiang Qian.

Her eyes were red, and she looked at Jiang Qian's tablet, "Mommy, I won the first prize in the international children's group in the piano competition this year, and I have been sent to the middle school attached to the Conservatory of Music in Province A. ”

She looked at the mother in the photo, smiling sweetly and gently, but in her childhood memories, she actually rarely saw Mommy smile so happily, except for the days when Mommy was sick and often smiled at the air, Lu Zhiling hoped that as Aunt Bai Yuan said, Mommy could live happily with Dad in heaven, so that Mommy could laugh happily every day.

Bai Yuan sighed, "Shallow, you can rest assured, Zhiling is very good, although the old man trained her as a successor, he was not willing to let her be tired, this child should be strong, with the protection of the Lu family and the Bai family, whether it is marriage or career in the future, we will not let her suffer, you and Qingshi can rest assured." ”

At this point, she sighed again, "I won't say more, the old man is in good health, you don't have to worry, it's just that today is your birthday, the old man sighed a few days ago, if you are still alive, you can eat the longevity noodles made by Zhiling himself for you today." ”

It was quiet in the ancestral hall.

Lu Zhiling took out a bowl of longevity noodles from the tray on the side with red eyes, put it in front of the tablet, and then smiled at Jiang Qian, "Mommy, I have been practicing this bowl of noodles for a long time, Grandma Qi is old, she always teaches me the wrong steps, I can do it five times before I can do it, if it is not delicious, you can barely bear it, I will go back and practice hard, and wait for my father's birthday in the second half of the year, Zhiling will make it for my father to eat." ”

She rested her chopsticks on the bowl.

On the quiet desk, only the candle flame flickered gently.

The breeze poured in from between the half-open window lattices, brushing the broken hair in Lu Zhiling's ears, like a mother's gentle palm and admonition.

Between the light and shadow, Lu Zhiling lowered his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Then she raised her head again and said with a smile, "Mommy, don't worry, I will take care of myself, grandpa said that Zhiling is not a weak little girl, Zhiling's personality is like that of her father, there is no difficulty to defeat me, you don't have to worry about me, Zhiling will live very well." "Look at Shula

Bai Yuan stood aside, put her hand on her shoulder, and comforted her silently.

The two stood in the ancestral hall for a while, until it was about to rain outside, and Bai Yuan packed up the rain gear and walked out of the ancestral hall with Lu Zhiling.

The wind outside gradually rose, and the dim sun reflected the ancestral hall built in a secluded place in the backyard more and more unpopular, and the tablet of the incense table was quietly enshrined there, as if she was quietly watching the girl in a black dress, until the rain outside completely engulfed her figure.