The love of the older generation is not vigorous, and every word and action in the days is even lighter than boiled water. After a long time, even the couple’s words are just lazy and ignoring each other’s words. What they are muttering in their mouths are actually some very plain words, as if an ordinary couple living their lives, talking about trivial matters in life.

Li Dao was sitting next to the grave, his tone was calm and his expression was as plain as water. His eyes were staring at the grave as if he was looking at a living person, with no sadness in his eyes.

Perhaps, the sadness that should be vented has been vented in the past twenty years. I sat by the grave, not expressing my lovesickness, but I was still worried about the next life of my deceased wife, afraid that she would suffer in the next life, afraid that she would not be able to lie here alone without a first child, and even more afraid that my own will not be worthy of her...

The fate of husband and wife was born in one lifetime, but Li Daozheng seemed to have taken on the responsibility for two lifetimes.

He felt guilty and inferior to his deceased wife. Li Su heard from his tone that Li Daozheng always felt that his deceased wife was inhumane, and he always felt guilty that his deceased wife suffered with him back then, and even more inferior that his identity was not worthy of her. This inferiority was even continued to the next life.

Li Su felt very distressed, and felt sorry for his father. His father was always silent, dull, and honest, no different from ordinary old farmers. However, he had the simplicity, kindness, and responsibility that many powerful families did not have.

Silence and dullness are just a layer of dust covered. Li Su knew that Li Daozheng's heart was like hot magma, surging and hot, but the long years sealed this passionate volcano.

Looking at the grave in a daze, Li Daozheng's eyes were deep, not knowing what he was thinking. Perhaps he was recalling the peaceful but happy years with his deceased wife, or perhaps he was still blaming himself for not having enough responsibility back then, which caused his deceased wife to suffer a lot.

Li Su sniffed, wiped away the tears from her face, got up and patted Li Daozheng on the shoulder.

"Dad, let's go back. If you miss your mother in the future, you can come to see her often. From now on, the child will come to weed and burn incense for her mother's grave every month..."

Li Daozheng sighed and said, "We father and son come together, while I can still move and look at her a few more times. I'm afraid I won't be able to get older in the future..."

Li Suqiang smiled and said, "Dad, don't say this. The child feels uncomfortable when he is in his forties. How can he be called old when he is in his forties? Living until he is 70 or 80 years old is called old. You are still half of your life."

Li Daozheng laughed: "How many families have you seen who have lived to their 70s and 80s? There are only one or two families in the village who have lived to their 70s. These days, it is normal to die to their thirties and forties. It is normal to live to their thirties and forties before they die. I am over 40s and I am making a profit. I am over 40s and I will make a profit if I live to one day. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world. If I have enough life, I will die. The next generation will continue to live for themselves. I will not have been like this for thousands of years."

Li Su felt sad. He knew that what Li Daozheng was talking about was the truth. The average life expectancy in these days was not that long. It is normal to die at the age of thirty or forty. Because of various reasons such as diet, medical care, genes, etc., people often call themselves "old man" when they live to be in their forties. Later generations do not understand why the ancients said that "life is rare in seventy years old." However, this is a fact. People in this era can really be called a long life after living to be seventy years old.

Looking at Li Daojing's a little old face, Li Su smiled and said, "Dad, you are a great hero who fights on the battlefield. Others can grow old, but you can't grow old. He can live a hundred years old. Killing enemies for the country can be considered accumulating good deeds."

Li Daozheng shook his head: "No matter who you are killed, you will do evil things. The things that come and go with swords are not considered great heroes..."

Turning his head to look at the grave, Li Daozheng sighed, "I have a bad background in my life, I have a bad life, I have walked too hard, I have too many people to let down, I have not done enough to do what I should do, I live so tiring, but I have not lived a good look, and I have also tiring your mother to suffer and have no future for the rest of my life..."

"When I was young, I also had some greed. I wanted to be a captain or general. It was great to be an official. I had gold, silver, beauty and power. Later, the general gave me a few military books to read for me. I read it for a long time and couldn't even recognize the words in it. Every time the general asked about the strategy of placing troops and formations, I was speechless. I could see that the general was very disappointed. I gradually realized that I had no fate to get promoted and make money. I gradually lost my mind..."

Looking back at Li Su, there was a hint of relief in Li Daozheng's eyes and smiled and said, "You are stronger than me, much stronger. People have to believe in fate in this life. I was not as good as you at your age. Actually, I still don't know where your unpredictable skills come from. I have never seen you read books since I was a child, and I have never seen you kill enemies. When you were a child, you were not much different than the children in the village... Who knew that your ability suddenly emerged, promoted all the way, and even did a business with one stroke and a mountain of gold and silver into the house..."

Looking at him lovingly, Li Daozheng smiled and said, "I didn't realize that you have become a great figure in the Tang Dynasty. If I were my age, I would only give you the right to hold a horse and fall into stirrups. You are better than me, like your mother, who is soft on the outside and hard on the inside, and is decisive in dealing with things. Fortunately, it's like your mother, and I can't do it anymore. I will also have a lifelong life of farming facing the loess and facing the sky."

After taking a deep look at the grave again, Li Dao walked forward and patted the mound of soil on the grave. His movements were very gentle, as if he was patting his sleeping old wife.

"Ying Madam, I'm leaving, I'll see you later in a few days. Before you died, you asked me to bury you here. It's too deserted. I'm really afraid that you will be lonely... Wait for me again, and I'll come to accompany you when I die. Now it won't work. I'm not at ease with my son, so wait for you..."

"Oh, I felt that half of my life had been buried here back then. I have lived over the years..." Li Daozheng suddenly paused and his eyes suddenly turned red again.

After sniffing hard, Li Daozheng waved his hand heavily: "Go, go back!"

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It started to snow. The dirt road back was covered with snow. The cold wind swayed the snow particles and slapped the face, causing a slight pain.

The father and son were very silent. Today, everyone was in a depressed mood. They couldn't tell why, but they felt like a big rock was pressing on their chests and couldn't breathe.

Li Dao was riding on the horse. The wind was a little cold. Li Dao was tightening his fur coat. Li Su hurriedly took out a piece of bear skin from the back of the horse and breaded it on him.

Li Daozheng shook his head and refused: "No, I'm not that old yet, I'm still strong."

Li Su smiled and said, "Just treat it as his son's filial piety, I will put it on whether you like it or not."

Li Daozheng hummed, still affectionate and stubborn, but wrapped the bear skin and wrapped himself tightly.

Li Su took a few steps and walked side by side with his father, tentatively saying, "Dad, why did you bury your mother in that wasteland? It's not convenient to burn incense to your mother during the New Year. Besides, there's only one grave nearby, she's so lonely."

Li Daozheng sighed: "After all, your mother was born into a wealthy family. She lived in seclusion in Taiping Village for years. Although she shared the joys and sorrows, she did not have much contact with the villagers in the village. Before her death, she asked me to bury her in that wasteland, which...is closer to Chang'an City."

Li Su Ran suddenly said, "Dad, why are you placing two stone horses in front of your mother's grave?"

Li Daozheng smiled and said, "When your mother was alive, she told me about the rules of the imperial government. She said that after the Duke died, she would place a pair of stone horses in front of the grave, and would also be buried with many livestock, gold, silver, jade, pottery figurines, etc. At that time, I remembered that after burying your mother, there was no money left at home for your mother to bury her, but her brother was the general of the court, and she was named Duke of England, and her brother was the Duke of the Kingdom, and she was naturally placed in front of her sister's grave..."

Li Su's face was a little dark, she was really ignorant and fearless. Fortunately, my mother's grave was chosen remotely, and no one noticed it in a wild grass that was tall, otherwise my father would have a big lawsuit.

What to place in front of the grave after the Duke died, how to place it, how many burial objects were there, what can be buried with it, and what cannot be buried with it, there are all sets of solid rules. Anyone who is a little overwhelmed will wait for bad luck. The emperor may even remove the tomb. Moreover, the specifications of the tomb after the Duke died do not mean that the Duke’s sister can also draw the same thing. It is a completely different matter.

Li Su rode on the horse and thoughtfully, and secretly decided in his heart that he would find a way to make a great contribution in the near future. He would not have any rewards given by Li Shimin. With this contribution, he would seek a title for his dead mother and posthumously named a wife of a county and a county. At that time, the stone horses in front of his mother's tomb could not only be placed openly, but also had to change to a pair of bigger and more majestic ones, and no one could make any mistakes.

After coughing twice, Li Su sighed, "Dad, don't add anything to other people's graves in the future."

Li Daozheng glared at him and said angrily: "Isn't you a fool? I am the only relative in the world. Whose grave will be added to?"

"Yes, yes, yes, in the future, the child will be granted the title of Duke, and I will exchange my mother a pair of powerful big stone horses..."

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The next morning, Li Su left the house and went straight to Li Ji's mansion.

Although Li Supo was not used to being an uncle from the sky, the etiquette he should have was still not missing. It would be fine if he didn't know about it in the Dali Temple prison. Now that he knows about it and does not come to visit him, he will be scolded for not having a tutor, and even his father will be stabbed by others.
Chapter completed!