My uncle, take it easy

"Go and call the driver!" Luo Wenyin told Su Zijie.

Su Zijie didn't know who his sister's biological mother was, but he was not a normal person. That's good. My sister won't lose when she gets married!

Send Luo Wenyin and read Qing on the car, Sufan also told her daughter a pile, the car went away.

The funeral is proceeding according to the procedure.

At night, Sufan and his younger brother are in the mourning hall, and his mother goes back to rest.

At this time, Su Zijie was able to ask about his sister.

"Secretary Huo has taken good care of our family in recent years, and dad's business is much better than before." Su Zijie said.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Su fan asked.

"It's my father who managed to keep up the large scale of our flower garden. It's a pity if I give up now." Su Zijie said.

"Don't you like to take care of flowers? Besides, how do you know how to plant flowers? " Su Fan said.

"Ah, well, I grew up in our family. I haven't eaten pork. Haven't I seen pigs run?" Su Zijie said, "after my father got sick, I discussed with my second uncle. I'll take care of the flower garden. I'll do the work later."

"What do you think? Let me help you, Sufan.

Su Zijie laughed and said: "even if you don't open this mouth, I'll ask you for help. Elder sister, is Nianqing's father Secretary Huo? "

Su fan nodded.

"What are you going to do? Do you want to sneak with him all your life? Your mother won't agree, will she? " Su Zijie asked.

"We're going to get married next month, almost." Su Fan said with a smile.

"Really?" Su Zijie surprise way, "sister, good, good!"

Sufan nodded and looked at his brother.

"Zijie, you have grown up!" Su Fan said.

Su Zijie sighed and did not speak.

Su fan turned his head and looked at the portrait of his father.

"Dad is ill. Why don't you call Feng Jihai?" Su Fan said.

"What do you always bother others to do about your own family? Over the years, people have been bothered by our family's affairs. " Su Zijie said, "what's more, Dad's illness has not been saved when it was found out."

When his father needed him most, he was not around. If, if only I could get in touch with my family early, at least I could be filial to my father. At least I could have a last look at my father. Why can't I even wear filial piety clothes like this?

Su fan lowered his head, tears constantly flowing out.

It's said that parents are not far away. No matter how developed the traffic is, it's impossible to reach their parents in an instant. It's said that the son wants to support but the parents are not there. When he was a child, he didn't understand his parents' heart. When he grew up, he had a family, became a parent, became an official and became a baron, but his parents didn't have the chance to enjoy half a cent. Perhaps, many emotions in the world are just like the feelings between parents and children. They have resentment and love, but they always find that they have lost this emotion when they understand it, and they will not have it in this life. People always know to remember after losing, but what's the use of remembering? What is lost will never come back. There is only regret left!

Su fan took the paper money from his brother and opened it one by one to burn.

At night, there are fewer people coming to the memorial ceremony than during the day, and the house is quiet, even without the sound of Suona.

Winter village, the night is always so quiet, occasionally heard is the sound of the train whistling, only that kind of sound can break the peace of the sky.

"Sister, you go back to sleep for a while. I'll be alone." The younger brother said.

Su fan shook his head and said, "go ahead. You are too tired these days. Have a good rest. There are still many things to deal with tomorrow."

The younger brother no longer insisted, yelling at the cousins and cousins left at this time, leaving the elder sister alone. He knew that his sister must have a lot to say to his father. After all, in this family, for so many years, only his father is the best to his sister, and only his father takes her as a member of the family. Besides, my sister must be very sad now.

In the mourning hall, Sufan was left alone. Of course, there was another one who had no breath.

My brother is right. Sufan really has a lot to say to his father, but she can't say it. What can she say?

Tears, there is no way to stop. When I was a child, my father loved her so much. Although my family was poor, I always bought her a small gift, even a hairpin or a headdress, when I came back from a long journey. At that time, she wanted to give her father a good life when she grew up and made money, so that his father would not work so hard. However, now, she has money, although not much, but more than in the past, father, but never come back!

She was sobbing. She couldn't cry at all. She was shaking all over, all over her shoulders, all over her lips.

All of a sudden, the door opened, sparks of paper flying up in the brazier, and a cold wind came in.

Su fan did not turn his head to see, perhaps someone came in to worship it!

However, when the door closed, a warm body would embrace her, her tears, suddenly stopped.

His face, the cold face, was close to her, the familiar smell, the familiar breath. She closed her eyes, grabbed his hand, and put it on her other cheek.

Huo Shuqing felt her tears flowing out of his fingers, felt her thin body shaking, felt her pain and hugged her tightly.

In the whole world, it's so quiet that you can hear the sound of sparks beating in the brazier.

She, however, cried out and kept crying.

He got up and knelt down in front of her on one knee, regardless of whether the dandelion stained his coat.

"It's OK. You can cry if you want. It's OK!" He hugged her and murmured in her ear.

When he said that, her cry grew louder.

She looked up at him, tears in his eyes, but his face is so sad.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she cried.

"Silly girl -" he didn't understand why she was saying sorry, to whom?

"I always thought that I understood your sadness and your loss of your father, but until now, I didn't know that I was just conceited to imagine everything and decided everything, whether it was someone else's or my own. I thought that you would forget your sadness when time passed, but this kind of sadness can't be forgotten at all, right? And I, however, let you, let you -- "her lips trembled and tears flowed into her mouth.

He held her face and stopped her.

"Silly girl, such sadness can't be forgotten, but we always have to look forward and think about living well and better. Only in this way can the people we cherish be at ease, no matter whether they live or die, right?" Huo Shuqing raised his hand to wipe away her tears, "people, a lot of times, they have to comfort themselves like this. If they don't, they just regret and immerse themselves in the past, they can't go on at all

She closed her eyes and wept.

"So when we are alive, we should try our best not to Regret living while we have a chance. We should take our life and time seriously," he said quietly.

Su fan nodded and said, "I really regret it. Why, why I --"

"It's OK. It's OK. People make mistakes and do things they regret. If it's perfect, it's not human. If everything is in the expected plan, it is not life! So, in the future, don't do too many things that you regret. Now, you should dry your tears, keep your adoptive father's love for you in your heart, and treat his family well, because they are also your family, even if they are not related to you by blood, even if you have a festival in the past, he earnestly advised.

She kept nodding.

It wasn't until the tears stopped that she realized that he was coming!

"You, how did you come?" She wiped away her tears and asked.

Huo Shuqing sat beside her, took out a few pieces of white paper from the side and put them into the brazier. He said in a quiet voice, "it was your mother who called me. She said you might need me. He looked at her and said," why don't you tell me? "

"It's my business, I --" she whispered.

"Fool, even your mother knows I should come, don't you know? We're going to get married, remember? We are a family, girl! When will you be able to remember it clearly? " There was something strange in his tone, which she recognized.

She knew she should tell him, but she didn't want to trouble him. After all, it was her business——

Su fan nodded and said nothing.

Watching Huo Shuqing get up, pick up three sticks of incense to light and bow to his father's portrait, Su fan breathes out a long breath.

I'm not alone any more. I'll never be alone again!

After a while, Su Zijie pushed the door in and shook hands with Huo Shuqing.

"Secretary Huo's brother-in-law 1, Su Zijie said.

"Just call me brother-in-law!" Huo Shuqing said with a smile.

Su Zijie smiles and sits opposite Su fan and Huo Shuqing.

"I discussed with your sister that we should pay for all the money needed for the funeral, at least let us share half of it." Huo Shuqing told Su Zijie.

"No, my sister has already given money to my mother, and this funeral will not cost too much --" Su Zijie said.

"That money is other, funeral money, or I'll come!" Su fan interrupts his brother and says.

Su Zijie said with a smile: "it doesn't matter. This kind of thing should have been borne by his son. Do you remember that when grandma died, aunts didn't pay for it."

Sufan knows the rules, but——

Perhaps, at this time to share money with my brother, just for peace of mind! Perhaps, Huo Shuqing also thinks so, just put forward.

"Brother in law, you don't have to worry about it." Su Zijie told Huo Shuqing. Huo Shuqing looks at Su fan and nods“ Is there anything else I can do for you? You can just say it. " Huo Shuqing said“ I told my sister before that I wanted to ask my brother-in-law for help. 1 Su Zijie said, and he told Huo Shuqing about his plan. Su Zijie also listened carefully to what Huo Shuqing said. Three people were thinking about the future of the Su family in the mourning hall. The next day, Su fan advised Huo Shuqing to go back. Huo Shuqing, who had been a leader in Jiangning Province, now appears here. It's hard to avoid being noticed by people who want to, and their old stories will inevitably be mentioned again. More is better than less. It's better to be quiet! You can search Baidu for the latest chapter of "Uncle chatting about jiutao novels (9txs. ORG)"! This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.