"Mom, this is Mei Fang. I haven't told you before that he is my best friend besides Xia Yuan. He is also coming to visit you with me today. You must protect him well and don't let him

The monsters nearby bullied him."

"..."

Lin Youxi pushed Mei Fang on the shoulder, "I've already finished the introductions, why are you standing there so stupidly? Say hello to my mother!"

"Ah, hello, aunt! My name is Mei Fang... I... am Lin Youxi's good friend."

Mei Fang stared at the photo of Lin Youxi's mother on the tombstone. She smiled so brightly that Mei Fang suddenly didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Lin Youxi suddenly closed his eyes and whispered something that Mei Fang could hear clearly.

"Mom, let me tell you. I had a fight with Mei Fang today... I was the one who got angry first, but Mei Fang apologized to me and comforted me. I feel very guilty now, so I hope you can help me tell Mei Fang

, I want to say sorry to him and hope he can forgive me."

After Lin Youxi finished speaking, he opened his eyes and asked Mei Fang, "Did you hear my mother talking to you?"

Mei Fang nodded, "She told me that although her daughter Lin Youxi is a very naughty and violent bad girl, she still hopes that I can be more tolerant and take good care of her..."

Lin Youxi blushed and punched Mei Fang, "It's impossible for my mother to say such things. Please listen to me again!"

Mei Fang and Lin Youxi playfully completed the worship of Youxi's mother.

When Mei Fang was busy packing her things and preparing to leave, Lin Youxi stopped at the tombstone next to her mother.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Youxi stared at the tombstone beside him.

"The grandma next door seems to have not been worshiped for a long time... I haven't seen any new yellow paper or offerings on the tombstones here this year."

"Maybe the family is too busy and don't have time to come over...or maybe they have moved."

"This grandma is so pitiful."

As Lin Youxi spoke, she took a small apple from her mother's offering table and placed it respectfully in front of the incense burner on the tombstone next door.

"Aren't you afraid that your mother will be angry?"

"Mom and this grandma are neighbors. They should talk to each other often. It shouldn't matter if they just share an apple."

Lin Youxi pointed to the photo and said, "Look at my mother smiling so happily. She must not be a stingy person."

"yes."

Mei Fang agreed with Lin Youxi's statement, and when he was about to leave, Lin Youxi took Mei Fang's arm.

"Are you in a hurry to leave? I finally came to see my mother. Please stay here for a while."

Mei Fang looked up and saw that the weather was gloomy now, and he was actually a little worried that it would rain.

"Okay...it's up to you."

Lin Youxi and Mei Fang were sitting on the small stone steps opposite their mother's tombstone, chatting about some trivial topics.

But I also told it to my mother.

At the end, Lin Youxi suddenly asked Mei Fang, "Mei Fang, are you afraid of death?"

"Well... I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid."

Mei Fang nodded seriously, "That is a very painful thing, especially sudden death."

"Speak as if you have experienced it."

"That's not the case."

Lin Youxi regarded Mei Fang's sincere words as ridicule and did not continue the topic.

"I feel that after a person dies, there are still descendants or relatives and friends who come to pay their respects. At this time, it is not completely considered dead. Just like my mother, she is still alive in my and my father's hearts."

"Well...that's it."

"But if my father and I also die, maybe others will remember us, but no one will remember my mother."

Lin Youxi's voice sounded sad.

"By that time, my mother will be like the grandma next door. No one will come to worship her anymore, and no one will remember her anymore."

It is a very common saying that a person dies three times.

But it is indeed remarkable that Lin Youxi can understand this truth at such a young age.

"However, there is nothing we can do about it..."

"No, I don't want to do this."

Lin Youxi seemed to be determined, "When I grow up, I will definitely bring my child to see my mother. I want to tell my child that this is his grandmother and my mother's mother. If I grow up in the future,

After leaving, he should not only remember to worship me, but also remember to worship my mother."

Listening to Lin Youxi's firm words, Mei Fang felt a little inexplicable.

In the culture of the Celestial Dynasty, we have an almost god-like respect for our ancestors. The custom of worshiping ancestors is prevalent in this land. What is important is that the firewood is passed down from generation to generation and the incense burns forever.

However, with the development of the times, these inherited things have been gradually forgotten. The older generation who stayed in their hometowns followed the traditions of the past, while most of the new generation struggled in rental houses in big cities.

As the older generation gradually passes away, some customs and habits seem to be inevitable from their demise.

Of course, this is not a question of good or bad, but a nihilistic concept. Forefathers and ancestors are above us, and they will not take them with them in life or death. Do they really care whether they are remembered or not?

When Mei Fang came back to her senses, she continued what Lin Youxi said: "But, is it too early to think about such far-reaching things now?"

"No, not at all."

Lin Youxi quietly stared at her mother's tombstone opposite and murmured.

Looking at her melancholy look, Mei Fang couldn't help but ask softly:

"Lin Youxi, tell me... when do you miss your mother the most?"

Lin Youxi squatted on the stone steps holding her knees, looking at the green grass and moss on the ground.

She was lost in thought.

"I don't think much about it usually. After all, you and Xia Yuan are always by my side."

"Xia Yuan is willing to be friends with me, share her toys with me, give me all kinds of small gifts, and always pretends to be my mother to take care of me... I really like her, I really like her."

When Lin Youxi talks about Xia Yuan, she always admires and likes her so much.

"That's it...what about me?"

Mei Fang smiled with an expectant expression.

"Your words--"

Lin Youxi thought for a while, and then said seriously, "You are also very good. After all, you will play games with me."

"After all these years, is this all you remember?"

This heartless dead girl!

Mei Fang looked aggrieved as if her conscience had been eaten by a dog.

But at the same time, Lin Youxi suddenly became silent while talking.

After a long time, she looked up at the sky.

Paper money is carried by the evening breeze, and the setting sun disappears in the green pines.

While the sky was covered with dark clouds, Lin Youxi also spoke.

"But, except for these times..."

A tear fell gently on Lin Youxi's cheek.

"I miss my mother all the time."

"Think about it every day."

Mei Fang watched silently as Lin Youxi cried and expressed her feelings.

"Everyone I know has a mother, but I am the only one who doesn't have a mother."

"I want to act like a baby in front of my mother..."

"Like Xia Yuan did to Teacher Yu..."

"Like Xiaoya did to Aunt Mei..."

"But, I am the only one without a mother..."

Lin Youxi hugged her knees and cried aggrievedly.

Probably because her senses were confused by the little crybaby Xia Yuan, Mei Fang noticed that after they had known each other for so many years -

It turned out that this was the first time he saw Lin Youxi crying like this.

He moved closer and touched Lin Youxi's head to comfort her just like he did to Xia Yuan.

Lin Youxi did not make any obvious reaction to Mei Fang's actions, but just kept crying.
To be continued...