Since the early morning, people have started to enter one after another, and Uncle Zheng has also started to work early.
The place where the scriptures were recited was in Xifengyuan, the farthest from Yunzhongting, which was the courtyard where Zhihuai's parents once lived when they got married.
His mother Zhong Yuan has lived here for ten years. She took care of the flowers and plants in the yard by herself and never took care of others.
After she passed away, Zhi Hanting lived here for more than a year. When he passed away, the old man completely locked the yard.
This place is equivalent to a seal, sealing the pain that brings to everyone.
Zhi Yuanhong placed Zhi Huai in the Yunqi Temple, which was the farthest from this yard.
I also hope that this child can come out.
After all, Zhong Yuan committed suicide by burning charcoal and Zhi Hanting died of illness, which were all here.
Uncle Zheng looked at the servant who was cleaning and looked at the time. It was almost time for the wife to come.
"Uncle Zheng, are you going to start?" asked the servant who arranged the side.
Uncle Zheng shook his head, "Wait for a while."
The servant nodded and left, and the old people here knew that the young master was knotted.
It is impossible for him to agree to let the young lady come over if he doesn't want to do something.
If the agreement is not right, there might be a big fight.
Cloud Atrium, which is different from the solemn atmosphere here.
Ye Fei woke up on time, but the difference today is that the people around him are still there.
The two were very close, and when she opened her eyes, she saw his quiet sleeping face.
The sunlight shone in through the glass door, and a beam of light hit his side face.
His skin was fair in the bright sunshine, and even the fine fuzz on his face was glowing.
When this person fell asleep, he restrained his ruthless aura, which was really quiet and gentle like a child.
Ye Fei reached out and gently stroked his eyes.
The man's thick eyelashes moved. When he felt the interference from the people around him, he closed his eyes and reached out and carried the person into his arms.
"Sleep a little longer."
His voice was hoarse and low, with a bit of sleepy sexiness.
The person strangled into his arms had his eyes open.
"You won't copy scriptures today?"
Usually during this period of time, this person had long copied scriptures in the Buddhist temple of Bitanju.
"I won't go today." He replied with his eyes closed.
Ye Fei suddenly understood the rejection of this person.
At this time today, he has not been able to copy scriptures, which has already explained the problem.
"But it's time for me to get up, let go of me." Ye Fei whispered.
The arms around the waist became tighter and tighter, and there was no sign of loosening.
Ye Fei's hand clenched on his strong arms, and the crescent-shaped traces fell, and she also used some force.
But this person is completely motionless.
"I have something to do." Ye Fei whispered.
Xiaoguo, who was waiting outside the door, looked at the time. Uncle Zheng had just come and asked.
But I haven't seen the young lady come out yet.
After her observation, the young lady has no habit of sleeping in these days. Sometimes she gets up earlier than the cleaner.
Ye Fei shouted a few times but he let go, and he lost his patience.
"Hurry up and let go, I have something to do."
Zhi Huai's lips curled slightly, "I promised that the old man would go to chant scriptures and salvation."
Ye Fei was stunned for a moment and then reacted.
When I saw him for the first time at Nanhuang, I was able to calm my emotions in the boxing ring.
I knew he wouldn't be a person who could easily reveal his emotions.
Such people can really make the face unchanged without changing their expressions.
"If you know, don't let me go, it's too late to go later."
Ye Fei struggled for a while, and the people around him finally opened their eyes.
"Why promise this?"
With four eyes facing each other, his eyes were dark.
"Grandpa, please, please." Ye Fei said.
The old man has always been very nice to her, and she only relies on this identity to participate, and there is no substantive work that requires her to reach out.
After agreeing, he agreed.
"Aren't you curious?" Zhi Huai looked at her.
Ye Fei was stunned. He was curious about what he said, it should be his parents' business.
"I'm not that curious."
A man's chuckling came from above his head, as if he was mocking and disdainful.
"If I weren't your wife, Grandpa wouldn't have let me go."
Maybe it was her last sentence that pleased him, and the man let go and rubbed her head gently.
"If you want to go, go."
After getting up and washing up, Ye Fei looked at the man half leaning against the bed, and couldn't help asking.
"You really won't go?"
Now, he looked a little disappointed for no reason.
The man looked back at her, his eyes raised, and his tone was filled with a smile, "Do you want to accompany me?"
Ye Fei saw a little loneliness from him for the first time.
How to describe it? It's like a small animal thrown away by someone else.
She grabbed her head, "I'll talk about it after finishing the matter."
After coming out of the yard, all she thought about was the back.
Halfway through the road, Ye Fei suddenly stopped.
Xiaoguo next to him was startled, "Mrs. Young Madam, what's wrong?"
"I really owe him." Ye Fei opened his phone and sent two messages.
Xifeng yard has made all preparations now and placed them on the middle table. The two photos placed are eye-catching.
This is also the first time Ye Fei has seen a photo of Zhi Huai’s parents, but he can give birth to the appearance of Zhi Huai’s disaster to the country and the people.
My parents' appearance is definitely not bad.
Zhi Hanting's appearance is already the best among men, but in addition to his shadow, Zhi Huai also neutralizes his mother's eyebrows.
It also makes his face look more aggressive among men.
The tributes placed on the countertop are neatly arranged, which shows that this sacrifice took some time to prepare.
From a distance, she saw Zhi Hanke and his son standing aside. Except for Zhi Huai, everyone else seemed to have arrived.
"Ye Fei." Zhi Yuan put down the cup pouring wine in his hand and walked over.
In addition to the decorations on the side, it seems that the tributes on the table were all arranged by the Zhi family themselves.
"Where is grandpa?" Ye Fei looked around the yard and couldn't see the old man.
"Grandpa is getting worse and worse, so he won't need to come here today."
It is the greatest pain for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man. Every year on his son's death day, he needs to say how sad he feels.
He suddenly proposed that he would not come in the morning, which is a good thing.
This means that the old man has really let go.
"Second Young Master, this is the snack you brought back." The servant brought the snacks he had prepared.
Zhiyuan glanced at him and said, "Send it over."
Ye Fei could recognize that the snacks were a special snack in the imperial capital.
Zhong Yuan’s hometown.
Zhiyuan was very concerned about this when he thought of it.
"You go over and smoke incense first. You have never officially met your uncle or aunt." Zhi Yuan took her to the sacrificial platform.
After Zheng arranged the monk, he walked to Ye Fei's side.
"Mrs. Young Madam, can we start?"
The person staring at the photo reacted.
"Just come before, don't care about me." Ye Fei nodded.
The monks meditate on both sides in two rows, and the sound of wooden fish and scriptures came one after another.
Ye Fei clasped his hands together and knelt on the futon. The whole process required a family member to kneel down.
Zhi Hanke stood aside and poured wine into the porcelain cup.
"Dad is not here today, but Zhihuai's wife comes."
He said seriously, and looked at the people in the photo as if they were really alive.
"When you left, Ah Huai was only ten years old and was still a child. Now he is married and married. This is his wife and a good child with a handsome talent. You will definitely like him when you meet him."
Zhi Hanke's voice was calm and he had a bit of heavy emotion.
Ye Fei looked at the person in the photo, if she remembered correctly.
Zhi Hanke is not Zhi Yuanhong's biological son.
He is a child from the Zhi family's family. His parents died in a car accident decades ago.
Zhi Hanting is the only child and has no company of brothers and sisters.
But at the family gathering, he got along very well with Zhi Hanke. After such a thing happened, Mr. Zhi decided to adopt Zhi Hanke.
If you are not from the older generation of the Zhi family, you will not know about this.
If it weren't for Chu Xi's investigation that happened to be found in Zhi Hanke's parents' death certificate, as well as his adoption procedures.
I'm afraid Ye Fei won't know about this.
Now it seems that the brothers of Zhi Hanke and Zhi Hanting are really in good shape.
Zhi Bo stood beside Ye Fei in black clothes, and looked at the man who was kneeling well on the cushion, and he was worried.
The little girls nowadays are all coquettish, and they have to be pretentious for a long time when they hit each other.
She was so suddenly pulled over to kneel down, but she had no complaints and really knelt down obediently.
"Zhi Bo, please be careful about time to replace Ye Fei." Zhi Hanke ordered his son.
"Dad, this is something that requires people to be close to. This is the first time Ye Fei has seen her parents-in-law. Isn't it okay for her to kneel down more?" Zhi Bo said indifferently.
"Shut up." Zhi Hanke glared at him.
The chanting of scriptures must last all day, and relatives must kneel in front of the futon all day.
The old man had long enshrine their tablets in Huading Temple. Every year, Zhi Hanting and Zhong Yuan's death day, he would come to his home for a whole day to recite scriptures and salvation.
Zhi Yuan, who was standing beside him, lowered his head and spoke to Ye Fei, "It's okay, if you are tired, tell me, I'll do it for you."
Uncle Zheng, who was standing beside him, was also very relieved to see the appearance of the people.
In the past, every year the old man was alone, and he had a hurdle that he could not overcome.
In order to atone for his sins, he knelt from morning to night, without anyone to replace him, and no one needed to replace him.
This year, he was determined not to come, and he was also thinking that the young lady could help the young master and open this knot.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the sounds of wooden fish chanting scriptures were heard one after another.
In a trance, Ye Fei was so happy that he returned to the days when he was in Huading Temple when he was a child.
Every day I wake up with the sound of wooden fish and fall asleep with the sound of wooden fish.
It made her feel inexplicable peace.
"Ye Fei, get up first, I'll kneel for a while." Zhi Yuan, who was beside him, whispered.
"No need." Ye Fei replied.
She was not willing to kneel down, but she was particularly peaceful when listening to the sound of wooden fish here.
Zhi Bo, who was standing beside him, moved his shoulders. He had never participated in the past years. If it weren't for his father's pestering this year, he wouldn't have agreed.
Everyone is dead, can the living person be able to atone for his sins by kneeling here?
I really have nothing to do to find a tragic pain.
"Get up." Zhiyuan said as he wanted to help her.
But before her hand touched her, she was hit on her wrist by a rock that bounced over, and the numbness instantly spread throughout her body.
He looked sideways, and the man in black stood at the door and looked at them.
The stones in the hand kept throwing upwards.
"Ah Huai!" Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with joy.
Zhi Hanke grabbed Zhi Bo who wanted to rush over and shook his head at him.
"Young Master." Uncle Zheng's eyes lit up when he saw him coming, and the expression of joy on his face could not be covered.
This is a really good thing.
Although the young master is not at home every year when the old man holds a sacrifice, he occasionally encounters him.
He will never set foot.
He has never set foot in this yard since Zhi Hanting's death.
Zhi Huai walked in straight away. He wore a black casual outfit and a hooded sweatshirt on him. He really looked similar to a college student.
Although he is not wearing a black suit, it is enough to show his importance.
Zhi Huai knelt on the cushion beside Ye Fei, looking straight at him, the person in the photo still had a bright smile.
"Aren't you not saying that you can't come?" Ye Fei asked with his eyes closed.
If he really was willing to come over, the old man wouldn't have looked for her anymore.
Uncle Zheng came over, lit the incense in his hand and handed it to him.
"You're here, I have no reason not to come."
Ye Fei looked at him and bowed and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
"What you said, I really think I'm a beauty."
Because a woman changed her mind, she really became a child of a noble family who was considered unreliable in other people's eyes.
"I just understood suddenly."
The people around him suddenly spoke.
Uncle Zheng, who was standing beside him, looked at Zhihuai and then looked at the two people in the photo.
What the young master said is, whether to understand the young lady or the two deceased people.
These two people were not considered normal in Uncle Zheng's eyes, and the young master now understands them.
What is this saying...
Ye Fei looked at the side face of the person beside him. He was in the ring or on the usual occasion.
No matter how stormy the waves are, they are absolutely quiet.
"Okay, it's more legitimate to kneel down than me." Ye Fei nodded.
Zhi Bo glanced at the two people kneeling side by side, raised his hand and pulled his tie.
"Where are you going?" Zhi Hanke shouted.
Zhi Bo stopped and glanced at the person over there.
"The other person's genuine children are back. What am I doing here? The company has something to do."
He was originally unwilling to come over. If it weren't for his father's pestering, he wouldn't have come over.
After all, he had seen the madness of those two with his own eyes.
So he has never liked Zhi Huai, a person who inherited the crazy genes since he was a child.
After leaving the yard, he looked back.
The two people in front of the altar knelt side by side, even in such a inferior position, their spines were still straight.
Zhi Bo knew that the old man could value Ye Fei, not only because of the ridiculous excuse of the eight characters.
When I turned around, my phone rang.
Looking at the words Lin Yan above, he cut off the phone and walked further and further away.
When the old man received the news, he saw the backs of the two kneeling side by side.
In a trance, he seemed to see the two children kneeling in front of the Buddha.
The childish backs were blown away by the wind. Now, they are still together again.