Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Yanqing was accustomed to nagging, thinking that she would not get any response this time.

"Mom must miss you very much. I go to see her every New Year, but you have never been there once. Mom is angry. It's time for you to go see her and let her know that you have not forgotten her."

"No, not angry."

After not speaking for a long time, Yan Fu An's voice was slightly dull.

"You didn't let me get too close to my mother when I was a kid, didn't you? Did you say something?" Yanqing stood up in surprise and leaned over to look at him, "Dad, did you say anything?"

Yan Fuan didn't respond again.

Yanqing thought about it, and suddenly thought of something. He spoke again, "Dad, mom is going to be angry. You haven't seen her."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I'm with Huahua, and Huahua is not angry." The hands with sharp joints but too thin stroked the photo frame back and forth.

Really speak!
Joy spread in Yan Qing's heart and she tried to pull out the photo frame in his hand; however, as soon as he pulled it, Yan Fu An hugged her tightly, not giving him a chance or even an angle.

Yan Qing knew that Yan Fu An was already somewhat sober.

"Dad, please get up and clean up and have a meal. After we are full, we will go see mom. Mom misses you so much. Don't you want to see mom?"

Yan Fu'an lowered his head to look at the photo, "Look, I'm looking at it, Huahua, don't be angry."

"Mom is not here. Mom is at the cemetery. Can I take you to see it?" Yan Qing reached out and helped him stand up.

Yan Fu'an seemed to understand, and he got up obediently with him, and the two of them went to the bathroom together; Yan Qing guided him to put down the photo frame, but the photo frame could not leave Yan Fu'an's hand, otherwise, he would become uneasy.

Yanqing could only put the photo frame in front of him and help him bathe himself.

After all the hard work, Yanqing got wet and her hair was stained with water drops.

"Dad, let's go out and get you dressed." The bath towel was draped over Dad, so he simply took off his clothes and put on the bath towel.

First, he dressed Yan Fu An properly, then went back to his room, put on clean clothes, and brought them over, trying to take Yan Fu An out.

"Dad, we're going out."

Yan Fu'an held the wedding photo in his arms. Fortunately, the marriage certificate was not big and could be covered by one pair of hands; he took it with him if he wanted to.

Yanqing couldn't help being happy. When she met Uncle Chen coming from the kitchen, he hurriedly called to stop him.

"Grandpa Chen, hurry up, if there's anything soupy and simmering in the kitchen, bring it over right away."

"The young master is out." Uncle Chen's face was full of surprise, and his voice couldn't help but become louder.

"Yes, Dad is out. After dinner, I will take him to the cemetery to see Mom."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

As long as there is hope, Uncle Chen will be happy.

He is not young anymore and is relatively slow at the trot.

Yanqing took Yanfu An to sit at the dining table. Yanfu An's attention was on the photo frame in his hand and he didn't care about Yanqing at all.

Uncle Chen brought the food. Yanqing first served the soup and gave Fu An a bowl. He also fed him some meat and vegetables. As long as Fu An refused to eat, he would move his mother out.

"Dad, if you don't make Mom angry, Mom will ignore you when she is angry."

Before this time, Yan Fuan would always open his mouth and eat.

Yan Qing discovered that he had found a way to treat Yan Fu An; let alone letting him recover as before, he could still take care of himself, right?
Uncle Chen saw his joy, and he also felt that he had found a way to make Yan Fu An eat obediently.

"Young master, please feed me first."

"Grandpa Chen, don't leave; call Lin Ji now and ask him to send a Gu Buddha to jump over the wall immediately. I will take it away later." Yan Qing said.

Uncle Chen immediately figured it out, "You and the young master want to take the Buddha to jump over the wall to see the young lady?" "Yes, mom likes this dish the most, and dad should also have some reaction when he sees the Buddha jumping over the wall." Yan Qing's face With a little smile, in order to test what he was thinking, he lowered his head and said to Fu An: "Dad, mom loves to eat Buddha and jump over the wall. Let's take the Buddha to jump over the wall to see mom later, okay?"

Uncle Chen stared at Yan Fu'an closely, anticipating his reaction.

Yan Fu'an didn't make any move at first, but after a while he said, "Take, Buddha, jump over the wall."

"Yes, my mother will be very happy if I jump over the wall with Buddha."

"Well, happy."

Uncle Chen cried with joy, "That's great. The young master finally responded. I'll make a reservation right now."

Yanqing accompanied Yanfu'an, using Minghua as the topic to guide him; Yanfu'an spoke more and more smoothly. By the time the Buddha jumped over the wall to send him and took him out, Yanfu'an was already speaking smoothly.

After not speaking for a long time, it is easy to pick up the ability to speak again.

Before driving out, Yanqing said to Chen Bo, "Grandpa and grandma haven't eaten yet, please remember to go and tell me; we will go to the cemetery to see mother and wait until we come back in the evening."

"Okay, young master, I will ask the driver to take you and the young master off."

Uncle Chen quickly called the driver and asked him to take them to the cemetery.

Yan Qing carried the food box with Buddha Jumping Over the Wall in one hand, and supported Yan Fu An up with the other hand. After walking for more than ten minutes, he arrived at Minghua's tomb. The photo on the tombstone was still the same as when he first put it in.

Without being exposed to the wind or sun, her appearance is still vivid.

When Yan Fu'an saw the photo on the tombstone, his eyes burst into red tears.

"Huahua."

He rushed forward and the photo frame in his hand fell to the ground.

Yan Qing put down the food box and stepped forward to pick it up; seeing Yan Fu An holding the tombstone and crying bitterly, he also started crying.

"Huahua, I'm here to see you. I'm sorry, I'm late." The banquet master comforted the tombstone, crying like a child.

That was something Yanqing had never seen before.

At this moment, he realized deeply.

My father's love for my mother is probably engraved in my bones and cannot be changed in this life.

Yanqing placed the photo frame next to the tombstone, opened the food box and took out the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, opened the lid and placed it in front of the tombstone, "Mom, Dad has been unconscious before, so he hasn't come to see you; Dad is a little better this time, I He just came to see you, don't blame me and dad."

"Dad misses you so much that he often can't sleep; he feels very guilty for not taking good care of you and letting you die young."

"I came here this time to bring you your favorite food."

Yan Qing was talking, Yan Fu An was also talking, and the father and son each talked about their own things.

After staying in front of the tomb for a long time, when night fell, Yan Qing took Yan Fu An and left the cemetery with the photo frame.

Sitting in the car, Yanqing stared out the window in a daze.

Yan Fu'an held the photo frame and rubbed it back and forth, crying. After a long time, he hugged the photo frame back into his arms and regained his consciousness.

He turned to look at his son, who had grown as tall as him, and patted his back happily.

"Qingqing, thank you for your hard work."

Yanqing turned around blankly and saw that his eyes were clear. Although a person is thin, he is indeed clear.

"Dad, are you not confused anymore?"

"You're the one who's confused." The little bit of joy in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he raised his eyelids and looked ahead, "I just can't accept you. Mom left before me, and we clearly agreed to grow old together."