Before the Spring Festival in Beijing, the cold wind blew.

The sky was gloomy, and walking in the cemetery made me feel very depressed and sad.

Ye Qingrou held flowers in her hands and walked side by side with Li Yuanlang.

Not far behind him, two plainclothes men followed suit, observing their surroundings vigilantly.

"Brother, are your relationship with Guyu getting better?" Ye Qingrou asked with concern.

"It's hard to explain." Li Yuanlang shook his head helplessly, "He doesn't accept me."

Seeing Li Yuanlang's lonely expression, Ye Qingrou had no choice but to comfort him and change the topic, "I have already contacted you. At three o'clock in the afternoon, you can go see Shui Qingzhang. And..."

"Tell me, is there anything else I can't accept?"

Ye Qingrou looked back at Gu Yu and told Li Yuanlang in a low voice, "Gu Hongyan has cancer and has been transferred from prison to the public security hospital for monitoring and treatment."

When Li Yuanlang heard this, he immediately stopped and frowned slightly, "How long?"

"I was diagnosed a few days ago. It's in the late stage and I'm afraid I won't have much time left. The doctor said it won't last more than half a year at most."

how so?

Although Gu Hongyan has always had a prejudice against Li Yuanlang, she is the child's grandmother after all.

When Li Yuanlang heard the news, his mood suddenly hit rock bottom.

"Does Shui Qingzhang know?" After a while, he asked.

Ye Qingrou replied: "I just informed you that he was very calm and didn't say a word."

Based on Li Yuanlang's understanding of Shui Qingzhang, although he seemed calm on the surface, Shui Qingzhang might have been secretly sad for how long.

The couple is in jail, their daughter is gone, and his wife is terminally ill and will soon die. Li Yuanlang is not optimistic about whether Shui Qingzhang can survive the double blow.

After thinking about it, Li Yuanlang suggested: "If possible, I plan to take Gu Yu to meet Shui Qingzhang, what do you think?"

"I understand what you mean. You want Shui Qingzhang to see Gu Yu and give him the motivation to live. Okay, I will coordinate." My sister agreed.

While talking, the group of people walked to the cemetery where Li Yizhao and his wife Fan Yuqin were buried together.

The cemetery is very spacious, with two pine trees planted next to it. The standing gray-white marble tombstones are inlaid with photos of Li Yizhao and Fan Yuqin during their lifetimes.

In black font, their names and dates of birth and death are engraved.

Ye Qingrou gently placed the flowers in front of her mother's grave and lowered her head.

Li Yuanlang laid out the sacrifices and muttered: "Mom and Dad, the Spring Festival is coming soon. Xiaohui, I, and your grandson Guyu are here to visit us."

After that, he motioned to Fang Wenya to bring Gu Yu to him.

"Xiao Yu, go ahead."

Gu Yu walked slowly and obediently to Li Yuanlang, staring at the two unfamiliar photos on the tombstone with big eyes.

Li Yuanlang knelt down, hugged Gu Yu and said, "Child, those are your grandfather and grandmother in the photo. Remember them and never forget them."

This time, Gu Yu didn't struggle or resist, and let Li Yuanlang hold him in his arms. He just stared at the tombstone, especially Li Yizhao's portrait.

Seeing this scene, Li Yuanlang finally felt relieved.

This was the first time that he brought his son to worship his parents.

The two old men are under the Nine Springs, so it’s time to rest in peace.

Ye Qingrou felt warm in her heart when she saw that her father and son had relaxed.

Li Yuanlang said to the tombstone again: "Dad, do you still remember your grandson Guyu? He is five years old this year. Look, he has grown taller and behaved better."

He turned to Guyu and said to Yan Yuese, "Son, I promise your grandparents that from now on you will listen to your father and your Aunt Bai, and be more good..."

"Aunt Bai is Bai Qing, is she your wife?"

"Yes, you also have a younger brother, his names are Qingqing and Li Zhengqing."

Li Yuanlang was busy talking and didn't notice that Gu Yu had one hand in his coat pocket and was tinkering in it for a long time.

Then he took out something while Li Yuanlang wasn't paying attention.

Suddenly he raised his hand and an object flew out, hitting Li Yuanlang squarely on the forehead.

There was a "click", followed by a stream of sticky liquid flowing down the forehead.

Li Yuanlang instinctively closed his eyes, and the fishy-smelling liquid instantly stuck to his eye sockets.

He quickly raised his hand to wipe it.

Seeing this unexpected situation, her sister Ye Qingrou first screamed in surprise, and then angrily yelled: "Gu Yu, what are you doing, why are you throwing eggs at your father!"

& He handed Li Yuanlang a wet wipe for him to quickly wipe off the egg residue and egg skin on his face.

Fang Wenya was also surprised. She came over and grabbed Gu Yu's shoulders, scolding: "Xiao Yu, you are wrong to do this. He is your biological father..."

Guyu said calmly: "He is not my father, he is the murderer who killed my mother!"

"Shut up, you are not allowed to talk about your father like that. Your mother's death has nothing to do with your father." Ye Qingrou's face turned red with anger. This was the first time she heard Gu Yu call her father a murderer, so naturally she couldn't bear to treat her brother.

Framed.

No matter who it is, it won't work, not even her nephew.

Li Yuanlang quickly wiped his eyes. Because of the cold weather, the remaining egg liquid was cold on his face, which was very uncomfortable.

He quickly raised his hand to stop his sister and reminded: "If you have anything to say, don't say it in front of your parents. Bow quickly and let's go."

Only then did Ye Qingrou react, and she and Li Yuanlang bowed deeply three times to their parents' gravesite side by side.

At this time, Gu Yu was protected by Fang Wenya, for fear of being beaten and scolded by Li Yuanlang.

Li Yuanlang remained silent. Ye Qingrou wanted to persuade him a few words, but when she saw Li Yuanlang's cold face, she swallowed her words.

Sitting in the car, Li Yuanlang dipped a paper towel in mineral water and wiped the rearview mirror, finally wiping the egg liquid clean.

Suddenly, they discovered that Fang Wenya led Gu Yu directly into Ye Qingrou's Hongqi car.

Because the younger sister was worried that she would teach Gu Yu a lesson, she simply separated the father and son.

Li Yuanlang lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs to calm his angry mood.

To be honest, Li Yuanlang was really furious when his son threw a raw egg in his face just now.

At that time, I wanted to reach out and hit my son.

Once is okay, twice is okay. But you can’t target yourself again and again.

Did he use this kind of sneak attack at a young age, or sneak attack on his biological father? What should he do in the future?

He used to smoke to calm down quickly and think about good strategies.

Thank you for not taking action.

Beating his son will only deepen his hatred of himself.

Planting the seeds of hatred when a child is very young will affect his judgment throughout his life.

Li Yuanlang weighed it repeatedly, closed his eyes in pain, and buried his head in the steering wheel.

Until the red flag cars sounded their horns one after another to remind him.

He just threw half of the cigarette out of the car window, started the car and followed the red flag car, slowly driving away from the cemetery.

In the hotel, Li Yuanlang weighed and thought again and again, hesitating whether he should take Gu Yu to meet Shui Qingzhang.

At this time, my sister knocked on the door and came in.

"Brother, I have contacted the prison. You can go there at three o'clock."

Li Yuanlang nodded tiredly and asked feebly: "Is he okay?"

He, of course, refers to Guyu.

"I fell asleep after lunch."

It is obviously inappropriate for such people to go to Wang Minghong's residence in Xishan.

Li Yuanlang opened a room in the hotel specifically for Fang Wenya and Gu Yu.

During lunch, Li Yuanlang didn't mention Gu Yu throwing eggs at him in front of the tomb, but he didn't pay attention to him.

He is now taking a cold approach to keep his son calm, and he is also thinking about how to get along with his son in the future.

"Alas!" Li Yuanlang sighed and said, "Sister, I'm hesitant, do you think I should take Gu Yu with me to meet Shui Qingzhang?"

"Take him, I'm worried that he will do something extreme again. Without him, Shui Qingzhang has no hope of survival."

"Actually, I feel conflicted in my heart. How can I say that Shui Qingzhang gave me a lot of help during the critical period of my career."

"Besides, he is Gu Yu and Zheng Li's grandfather. For no other reason than for the sake of the dead Shui Tingyue, I can't ignore him and want to help him."

What Li Yuanlang said was from the bottom of his heart, and he was deeply moved.

"Brother, I understand your difficulties." Ye Qingrou said softly: "I think you should take Gu Yu with you. If you think about it carefully, Gu Yu threw eggs at you only when you mentioned Bai Qing's name.

Cause him to react strongly and behave irrationally."

"No, no." Li Yuanlang shook his head repeatedly, "Sister, you only saw the surface and didn't think about the reality. He sneaked a raw egg behind our backs, which shows that he had already thought of throwing the raw egg. In the end, he threw it to me.

Or throw it to others, I still haven’t figured it out.”
Chapter completed!