The farm wife likes to farm

Chapter 152 I treat you sincerely, how can I let you be sad?
"What mother gave to father is mother's heart, what I give to father is mine, how can it be the same?" Su Qingyun gave a coquettish voice, then turned around and followed Su Yangxuan to tidy up the weeds, Fang Yishan took the hoe and a dustpan to add soil to Su Changming's grave.

Maybe it's been a long time, and Su Changming's tomb bag seems to be getting smaller and smaller. If we don't weed and add soil, maybe we won't even be able to find a grave at some point.

There is no tombstone in front of Su Changming's grave.

Su Qingyun suggested: "How about we go find a stone or a board to erect a monument for Dad?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jinhua straightened up, looked back at Fang Yishan, then turned to look at Su Qingyun, and then laughed out loud: "If you want, that's fine too. Back then, your father left early, and there was no one in the village. People who can read and write are not that particular, which is why your father doesn't even have a tombstone. If you have the heart to make a tombstone for your father, your father should be happy."

She didn't know if her father would be happy, but she was a little concerned about the dream that Fangcai Su Yangxuan told.

Others may not understand the meaning of Su Yangxuan's dream, but she and Fang Yishan do.

Su Changming saw his daughter...

What he saw should be the original owner, but he didn't point out that she was already a counterfeit at this time.Probably because they knew that with her existence now, Su Yangxuan and Zhang Jinhua would have a better life!

After Su Qingyun said this, Fang Yishan used local materials, went to the mountain to find a suitable piece of wood, split the wood into two with a hatchet, and whittled the spare piece of wood smooth with a sickle.

Then he took the knife and quickly slashed across the wood, so fast that only afterimages could be seen, a tombstone was ready in a short time.

Su Yangxuan went forward with a face full of admiration, stared at the tombstone in Fang Yishan's hand, and read the words on it: "The tomb of the deceased husband Su Changming, wife Zhang Jinhua, son Su Yangxuan, daughter Su Yuehe , son-in-law Fang Yishan."

On the smallest row is Su Changming's death date and birthday.

After hearing this, Zhang Jinhua's eyes turned red instantly. She took the tombstone from Fang Yishan's hand, rubbed it lightly, and said in a choked voice: "Changming, after all these years, I can finally set up a monument for you. This The son-in-law on the tombstone is so clearly written, others will know at a glance that we are all one family. Don’t be afraid if you are down there. If you need anything, just tell me in a dream. If you want to eat, you can also tell me, and I will make it for you .”

Zhang Jinhua's sad appearance made both Su Qingyun and Su Yangxuan's eyes red.

Some people say that there is no so-called empathy in this world.

But at this moment, Su Qingyun's heart really hurts.

Even though she was not as sad as Zhang Jinhua, she was not indifferent.

Turning around, she looked at Fang Yishan, and found that Fang Yishan was also looking at her. Suddenly, she pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled silently, and raised her hand over. Fang Yishan immediately stretched out his hand to wrap her hand around her.

She took a step forward, walked to Fang Yishan's side, lowered her voice and said, "Fang Yishan, everyone is born, old, sick and dies. No one can escape, but I hope that the one who dies first is you."

Fang Yishan was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

"Because if I die first, you will be sad. If I treat you so sincerely, how can I let you be sad?" After Su Qingyun pulled the corner of her mouth and said this sentence, she suddenly felt a little sad.

Human beings are inherently mortal, which is unavoidable for anyone.

I hope that when that day comes, she can face it calmly.

(End of this chapter)