I want to personally choose a Feng Shui treasure cave for him here, but I know this is not an easy task.
Because this is the imperial capital, there is no good place left for ordinary people like us. If I want a good tomb, I have to pull the teeth from the tiger's mouth.
This is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous thing, but now I am not afraid at all. They drank the blood of our Zhang family, so don't blame me for peeling off their tiger skins. A trace of gloom appeared on my face.
But before that, it’s time to meet my mother.
My mother and my father have a very deep relationship. Although I don't want her to see my father like this, I can't deprive her of her rights.
The deepest love will never disappear with time. It is like sunrise and sunset, every moment is its most beautiful appearance...
She will finally say goodbye to my dad!
Thinking of this, I took out my mobile phone and dialed my wife's grandmother's phone number using the new number.
"Who is it?"
The old lady's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"It's me." My voice was choked.
The old lady recognized my voice instantly and asked me excitedly where I had been these past few days? Why was there no news at all?
"Grandma, tell my mom and dad that he has been found!"
The other end of the phone fell into silence for a moment, and then the old lady's choking voice was heard. She was crying.
"My poor child! I finally found it..."
My eyes also turned red because I felt the old lady’s love for our Zhang family. After all, there are people in this world who care about us...
After a long time, the old lady finally calmed down and asked in a low voice: "Your dad...what's going on?"
"Something happened, can you guys come here? I want my mother to see him off."
"Child, of course I'm going. Where are you now? I'll wake up your mother."
"Is my mother still resting?" I asked.
"Hey! She hasn't been in good health lately!" Grandma sighed.
I immediately became worried, "Is the fire poison getting worse?"
Grandma sighed softly again, "The body is only one thing, but more importantly, this child has a heart disease! All these years, your mother has been thinking about you and your son in her heart. This child is suffering.
!If it weren’t for you, she might not be able to hold on long ago.”
"Child, please wait a moment, I will call her right away."
I quickly stopped my grandma because I didn't want to disturb my mother's rest. Finally, I told my grandma an address and asked them to come over at night. I would wait for her in the courtyard.
…
That night, the first rain of spring fell in the imperial capital.
There was only one desk lamp turned on in the room. I sat by the window and looked at the hazy night rain outside. There was my father's body on the bed behind me, hidden under the white sheets.
I remember when I was a child, I heard people say that when a good person dies or is buried, if it rains from God, it will be God’s cry for the deceased.
I don't know what God will think, but my heart is full of sadness.
I know that my dad is a good person, and our Zhang family has been good people for generations. The long merit book is the best proof, except of course Zhang Tianqi.
But I can’t understand why good people in this world don’t get good rewards. Even after death, they don’t get a good end. Instead, those who are opportunistic and evil can live happily and even make rules.
Covering the sky with one hand.
Is this the so-called way of heaven?
Perhaps, as Lao Tzu said, the way of heaven is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. This is the true face of this world...
Thinking about this, my heart couldn't help but be filled with bitterness.
"Dong dong dong..."
The knock on the door brought me back from my thoughts.
The door was pushed open and Hu Qiu walked in from the outside.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked softly.
"nothing!"
I shook my head gently and smiled bitterly.
Hu Qiu came over and handed a cup of warm tea to my hand. I felt warm in my heart. After saying thank you, I raised my head and drank the whole cup of hot tea.
Hu Qiu chuckled, "How can you drink tea like this? You're like a buffalo!"
I smiled awkwardly, but couldn't help but think of the moment my mother saw my father in the auction house, and he also called me dad the same way.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on my lips.
"What's wrong?" Hu Qiu asked.
"When we were at the auction house, my mother called my father buffalo the same way!"
Hu Qiu also smiled, took the water glass from my hand, and placed it gently on the table.
"Are you feeling particularly tired lately?" Hu Qiu walked around behind me as he spoke, "Let me give you a squeeze!"
After saying that, Hu Qiu began to gently knead my shoulders. I grabbed her hands and gently pulled them forward, pressing my back tightly against Hu Qiu's body.
"Thank you, Xiaoqiu!"
Hu Qiu didn't speak, but quietly hugged my neck and put his chin on my shoulder.
We just wanted to rely on each other and enjoy this rare time. Two lonely souls were deeply intertwined.
Hu Qiu was very well-behaved. She walked up to me and sat on my lap. I hugged him in my arms. Hu Qiu's body was soft and fragrant, but there was no distracting thought in my heart.
Instead, there was an unusual calmness, everything was so natural, just like returning home when I was a child.
Behind me was my father's body. I seemed to see him smiling at us in the dark, as familiar and warm as when he was a child.
Hu Qiu and I talked a lot that night, from the initial acquaintance and acquaintance to the various hardships and dangers we experienced later, the narrator recounted the thrilling past that happened to us, one by one, like the past.
It's been so long and it seems like yesterday.
Until I mentioned that I wanted to bury my father in the imperial capital, Hu Qiu suddenly fell silent.
"What's wrong?" I felt Hu Qiu's unusual emotions.
Hu Qiu hesitated for a moment and then said: "Jiuyang, I think you should listen to your mother's opinion on this matter and see what she says?"
I was silent and didn't speak.
Hu Qiu sighed softly, held my face with both hands, and said softly: "I know you can't swallow this breath, that's why you want to bury your father in the imperial capital, and you want to compete with them.
, but is this really good?”
"Why is it bad? This is the place where Kyushu gathers energy and where the dragon veins unite. Why should we let them have it all?" I said unwillingly.
"You are right. This is the center of power and aura, a symbol of status and honor. It is a place that countless people dream of even after they die. But have you ever thought about it, although the imperial capital is good, it is also like this?
The largest cage in the world. Throughout history, in the Golden Palace of the Forty-Nine City, countless people have gone up and down, and countless people have buried their corpses in the loess. They pursue fame and wealth in front of them, and they also dream of being famous for eternity after death. But in the end? How many more people?
Will anyone end up with a good ending?"
I'm silent!
Although I know what Hu Qiu said is reasonable, I still instinctively feel a little unwilling. A person's breath of life is like a stick of incense. It's so easy to compromise. I really can't swallow this breath.
But in the end, reason prevailed, and I thought I should accept Hu Qiu's suggestion and listen to my mother's opinion.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.
"coming!"
I suddenly became excited, and my voice trembled slightly.
Hu Qiu stood up quickly, hesitated for a moment and was about to go back to her room, but I grabbed her and ran out with her.
The moment the yard opened, I finally saw my dearest relative who I missed day and night.
My mother supported my grandmother and held a black umbrella, all looking after her. But my mother stood half of her body in the cold rain. The rain wet her hair, and the water droplets flowed down her cheeks. The cold rain could not cover her face.
Hold her pale cheek.
How many years have passed? The day finally came for us, mother and son, to meet each other.
The moment our eyes met, my mother's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears instantly flowed down her face.
"Yangyang..." she called softly.
My body shook uncontrollably and my eyes blurred for a moment.
Yangyang, this is my name. No one has called me this for many years.
"mom!"
I plopped down on my knees and cried like a child.