Between the barren and desolate cypress mountains, only the occasional sound of firecrackers to worship the ancestors in the distance is endless.In addition, there are deafening and melodious echoes of firecrackers, and wild pheasants fluttering their wings and flying blindly.Then there was silence between the mountains, listening to the murmur of his father behind him, looking at An Jiadong who was slowly approaching, An Zishan's eyes narrowed, and his pupils shrank.What is he here for?
Is it also here to go to the grave of grandpa?
Ahn Zishan believes that things are definitely not that simple.Glancing back at his father who was kneeling on the ground, he didn't notice the arrival of the other party, An Zishan walked forward softly and slowly.Under An Jiadong's gaze, he slowly walked up to him, stared at him directly, and said coldly in an expressionless whisper: "What are you doing here?"
”The corners of An Jiadong's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled dryly: "Come and go to your grandfather's grave!"
What can I do here?
”An Zishan looked at him steadily, looked at him for a while, and said: "I hope so, don't say what you shouldn't say, you know the consequences." ”An Jiadong smiled bitterly: "Little nephew, you really misunderstood me, I just came to go to your grandfather's grave, I really don't mean anything else." ”"Humph!"
An Zishan glanced at him coldly, snorted lightly and turned to leave, until he walked behind An Jiaye and said softly: "Dad!
”"Well, what's wrong?"
An Jiaye turned his head when he heard the sound and looked at An Zishan, and when he caught a glimpse of An Jiadong out of the corner of his eye, he was stunned.looked at An Jiadong with stunned eyes, slowly stood up, and slowly walked forward step by step.An Zishan thought that his father would be very angry, his mood swings would be very violent, and he would be very hysterical.However, he didn't expect that his father just stepped forward and looked at An Jiadong in a daze, and after a long while, he said lightly, "You are here." ”It's like greeting an old friend who hasn't seen you for a long time, both familiar and unfamiliar.Even An Zishan couldn't see a trace of anger in his eyes and expression, only the indescribable complexity and indignation.An Jiadong's expression was very complicated, from An Zishan's point of view, he seemed to be holding back something, his lips trembled, and his eyes trembled.He tried to say something, but opened his mouth twice but couldn't say anything.In the end, it was just a soft hum.An Jiaye didn't seem to think of the other party's performance, he reached out and took the basket from the other party's hand, and said softly: "Let's go!"
Come and see us, after so many years, I guess he misses you too. ”After finishing speaking, An Jiaye turned around and left, came to the grave and stood still, and then slowly knelt down.An Jiadong was stunned, An Zishan saw with his own eyes that he seemed to have suddenly aged dozens of years, his face was sad, his lips were pursed, and he staggered forward."
Poof!"
An Jiadong knelt heavily in front of the grave, kneeling beside An Jiaye, holding the stone slab in front of the grave with both hands, and the green tendons were protruding.He looked at the mound of graves and the piece of burning paper pressed on the grave in a daze, and suddenly began to cry."
AhhWhile crying, he kept kowtowing heavily, and An Zishan saw with his own eyes that his forehead was slowly covered with dust and wheat juice, and it seemed that there was a faint red.An Zishan frowned deeply, and glanced at his father with a worried look.It can be sure that An Jiadong is here, and he must have another purpose, and his father does not know about the punishment of An Jiadong.An Zishan was worried that his father would be soft-hearted, so things would be a little annoying.An Jiadong next to him was still crying, kowtowing constantly, but he didn't say a word.An Jiaye looked at the grave with an expressionless face, as if there was no An Jiadong on the side.After a long time, An Jiadong's crying voice was a little hoarse, and the juice of the wheat, a little blood and dust on his forehead were mixed together, slowly blurring his eyes.An Zishan's brows furrowed even deeper, he couldn't guess what his father wanted to do, An Jiadong's bitter plan was obvious!"
Great!"
Just when An Zishan was thinking wildly, An Jiaye suddenly let out a terrible roar, startling him."
Who's coming?
Who's coming to see you?
It's An Jiadong, it's your eldest son An Jiadong!
”An Jiaye raised his head slightly, looked at the grave, and roared miserably.An Zishan had never seen a father like this, his face was crazy, crying and laughing, roaring and screaming.From his father's terrible roar, An Zishan really felt how bitter he had been in his heart over the years, and he had been silently buried in his heart."
How many years have it been!
He finally remembered you!
He's finally coming to see you!
”An Jiadong cried louder, and he yelled violently: "Great, I've come to see you!"
Woo, I'm coming!
I was wrong!
”"I was wrong!"
An Zishan looked at him expressionlessly, and even a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, until now, he still insisted that An Jiadong was acting and had other plans.Crying and crying, An Jiadong seemed to have exhausted his strength, and sat down on the ground, lying on the cold ground.An Jiaye turned his head to look at him, looked at him for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and said hoarsely: "Let's drink two cups with us!"
”After being held by An Jiaye's arm, An Jiadong knelt up again, his face was sad, and his voice was hoarse: "Well, good!
”He turned his head and reached out to take the basket, and took out a bottle of wine from it, An Jiaye looked at the bottle of wine and frowned."
Click!"
An Jiadong vigorously unscrewed the red bottle cap, took the two wine cups on the stone slab, and poured them in.He slowly poured a wine cup in his left hand towards the grave, and brought a wine cup to his mouth with a crying voice: "Great, this is the wine I have been reluctant to drink for several years, and today we drank it." ”An Zishan frowned slightly, looking at the wine label in An Jiadong's hand, Luzhou Laojiao?
Is it expensive?
Regarding wine, because An Zishan was not good in his previous life, he didn't have much research and didn't understand it very well.He took a closer look at the wine label, which was written with the words "Luzhou Laojiao Ming Dynasty Cellar Pool Special Brewing", and there were a few small gilded words below "Welcome Xiangjiang Return Special Wine".It's a bit deep, An Zishan pondered, the special wine from various wineries didn't seem to be cheap, and he was curious about what this Ming Dynasty cellar pool meant?
An Zishan was thinking about it, An Jiadong drank the cup of wine in his hand, then poured two more cups, continued to pour one cup in front of the grave, and drank one cup himself.After a while, half of the bottle was gone, An Zishan raised his eyebrows, this guy has a good amount of alcohol, he drinks so quickly, his face is not red and his heart is not beating."
Okay, okay, don't drink, you're in such a hurry, you'll get drunk if you drink again!"
Just as An Jiadong was about to pour the wine again, An Jiaye frowned and stopped in a deep voice.An Jiadong knelt on the ground, his hands trembled for some reason, turned his head to look at An Jiaye and muttered tremblingly: "Jiajiaye, come on, I respect you one, I respect you one!"
Let's go one. ”The look of pushing and shoving, as if he was about to get drunk, An Jiaye frowned, looked at him with a complicated face, sighed and said: "I can't drink, I have something to do in the afternoon, don't drink it, you have to drink it later." ”An Zishan frowned and pouted when he said this, what do you mean?
Does this forgive him?
Dad, aren't you?
An Zishan is a little anxious, old man, don't fall for his bitter tricks!
There are too many ways for An Jiadong, it is a bitter meat scheme, the best wine, and the appearance of drinking to death, An Zishan knows that his father has always been knife-mouthed and tofu-hearted, and he wants to forgive each other.Although he was anxious, he still didn't speak, just looked at the two of them silently, with a thoughtful look.An Jiadong's face was sad, and he cried and laughed miserably: "Have you always hated me, you don't even want to drink wine with me, I know, I understand, okay, okay, don't drink" An Jiaye's face was wrinkled, An Zishan knew his father's expression, he had seen it many times, which showed that his heart was extremely complex and contradictory at this time."
Alas!
Don't talk about the past, let's burn paper for us first, send him some money to spend, and then put a whip to inform him to pick it up. ”