Chapter 484 Sister Ruqing, long time no see
"Did your dad tell you?"
While enjoying Yingchanxi's lap pillow, Li Luo admired the beautiful scenery in front of him, ate the orange segment handed over by Yan Zhusheng, and asked Yingchanxi, "What happened on the weekend."
"Do you want to visit the grave?" Ying Chanxi nodded and said, "Are we going together this year?"
"Yeah." Li Luo said, "Uncle Ying can come back in time this time, and it coincides with our family's grave visit time. Let's go together then. My mother will prepare everything."
"I know." Ying Chanxi responded, and then looked at Yan Zhusheng, "Zhusheng, what are your family's plans for Qingming Festival?"
"Huh?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head, then shook his head, "There are no arrangements."
"Just stay at home on Sunday." Li Luo said, "Xixi and I should go back to the countryside to have dinner and then come back."
"Oh, I understand." Yan Zhusheng nodded obediently.
Yan Zhusheng's father passed away very early, and people close to him knew this more or less.
But it is not very clear why there is no worship schedule during Qingming Festival.
Li Luo didn't have the habit of asking for details, but he just had some guesses in his mind.
Because when Ying Zhicheng had a showdown with him about the specific situation, he probably mentioned it a few times.
First, when Yan Ruqing followed Ying Zhicheng to the city, she had severed ties with her family and emphasized that the Yan family was relatively feudal.
Maybe it's some kind of drama about betrothal and marriage.
After all, Yan Ruqing was a rare female college student at that time. After gaining experience, she would definitely not be able to accept this kind of loveless marriage, so she would escape with Ying Zhicheng.
By analogy, Yuan Wanqing might have been in a similar situation when she married Yan Ruqing's younger brother.
It's hard to say how much emotion there is between husband and wife.
Not to mention that after her husband died, he was scolded as a broom star by his family. Since he gave birth to a daughter, it was normal for him not to be taken seriously.
After thinking about this clearly, Li Luo interrupted Ying Chanxi's questioning and just asked Yan Zhusheng to stay at home. There was no need to say anything else.
After the Ningshan Yixing came to an end, the high school students in the High School Affiliated to the First School returned to their daily studies.
Some students who don't exercise often and don't pay attention to physical education classes have muscle soreness that lasts for several days after they come back.
But Li Luo and the other two didn't feel anything at all. Because of their long-term fitness runs, their physical fatigue disappeared after a good sleep, which did not affect their morning run the next day at all.
When the weekend came, Ying Chanxi accompanied Lin Xiuhong and took Li Guohong's car to buy some sacrifices and other things needed for the tomb sweeping.
On Sunday, she followed Li Luo and his family back to Lijiacun.
In the afternoon, Ying Zhicheng also drove there. After picking up the elderly members of the two families, he and Li Guohong drove to the cemetery.
When worshiping ancestors, the two families naturally worship separately.
It's just that the Ying family moved to Yinjiang District from Grandpa Ying's generation, so there is no ancestor to worship. The main purpose is to pay homage to Ying Chanxi's late grandmother.
As for Li Luo's family, they mainly follow their grandparents to worship their ancestors.
In addition to Li Guohong's family, Li Guoru's family also came to worship in front of the Li family's ancestral tablet.
After the ancestor worship here was completed, Li Guoru and Li Dao drove to take Li Luo's grandparents home first.
Li Guohong's family of three found Ying Zhicheng's side. After their family had paid homage to Ying Chanxi's grandmother, they continued walking to the heights of the cemetery together.
The cemetery where they are located has just been moved two years ago, so this is considered a new location.
Ying Zhicheng specially picked a high place as the place where Yan Ruqing's tombstone should stand. As the steps went higher, Li Luo also saw the tomb belonging to Ying Chanxi's mother.
The weather was very good at this time, with the sun shining brightly and white clouds floating in the sky.
Li Luo looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar photo on the tombstone, and turned to look at Yingchan River.
Yan Ruqing was a great beauty when she was young, and Ying Chanxi's current facial features are at least 70% similar to Yan Ruqing's.
Especially those eyebrows are gentle and charming. Although Ying Chanxi is still young, if you look closely, you can still see the very similar flavor.
Regarding Yan Ruqing, Li Luo's original memory was very vague. With the existence of the Memory Palace, he can now clearly remember his childhood memories of this aunt.
"I loved running to your house when I was little." Li Luo looked at Yan Ruqing's photo and said softly to Ying Chanxi, "Especially when I did something wrong at home and was chased and beaten by my mother.
, I will run to your house and hide behind Aunt Yan."
"You remember all this." Ying Chanxi's originally somewhat vague memory was outlined again by Li Luo's narration, with a knowing smile on his face.
"I still remember that Aunt Yan was very strict with your education. Sometimes you didn't do well and cried a lot. Aunt Yan was quite helpless about this, but my mother was able to coax you." Li Luo said with a smile,
"At that time, everyone else said, maybe we hugged each other wrongly."
"Yes, that's what happened." Lin Xiuhong couldn't help laughing when she heard Li Luo talking about these past events, and gestured with her hands with emotion, "Xixi was only so big at that time, so big
She's so cute, I hold her in my arms and cry, and I make her laugh."
"Aunt Lin~" Ying Chanxi blushed slightly, a little embarrassed, took Lin Xiuhong's arm, shook it and said coquettishly, "Don't talk about this kind of thing so carefully."
The atmosphere of sweeping the grave at this moment is not somber, after all, this person has passed away, and many years have passed, and even if I feel emotional, it is mostly from other times when I am moved by the scene.
Ying Zhicheng, on the other hand, had been silent since he arrived in front of the tomb. He silently took out a rag and wiped the tombstone carefully, even the countertop in front of the tombstone.
After cleaning, he spread newspapers on the table, carefully arranged the sacrifices neatly, and lit three incense sticks and two candles at the front.
Three generations of the Ying family came to worship in front of the tomb in turn, and then Li Luo's family also came forward to worship.
Looking at the black and white photo of Yan Ruqing on the tombstone, Li Luo silently raised the three incense sticks handed over by Ying Chanxi, worshiped towards the tombstone, and then stepped aside.
Grandpa Ying's legs and feet were not good because of his old age. After praying, he sat on the steps to rest.
Li Luo and others also followed, leaving the place in front of the tombstone to Ying Zhicheng and his daughter.
The two people talked some words in front of the tomb, and roughly explained the current situation of the year.
After a while, Ying Chanxi came over from the other side and squatted down to rest at Li Luo's place, leaving Ying Zhicheng alone in front of the tomb.
Ying Chanxi probably said something that made Ying Chanxi feel a little emotional. After returning to Li Luo and squatting down, the expression on his face looked a little downcast.
Li Luo also squatted down and raised his hand to touch her head. He didn't say anything, just stayed with her quietly.
But Ying Chanxi turned his head, looked at Li Luo, and whispered, "I just told my mother about you."
"What did you say about me?" Li Luo smiled, "Have you told Auntie that I am in the top ten of your grade and will soon catch up with you?"
"Ting." Ying Chanxi rolled her eyes at him, "I've talked about you being in the top ten of your grade, but it's still early to catch up with me."
"And I told you last year that your grades have improved."
"My mother said that she has been very optimistic about you for a long time. It is not surprising at all that you have this result."
Li Luo didn't ask her where she knew what Yan Ruqing said, and just continued the conversation: "What else did the aunt say?"
"I also told my mother that I secretly filmed the MV with you in private." Ying Chanxi muttered in a low voice, "But I only talked about filming the MV.
Dad can’t understand any other meaning.”
"Didn't you say before? After death, people will turn into stars in the sky and always look after their families."
"So I think mom can understand what I mean."
"Then she told me that I should trust my own judgment and vision, don't hesitate and hesitate, and follow my inner thoughts.
Just move forward."
"Just like when she came to the city with her father."
Speaking of this, Ying Chanxi's face became redder and redder, and her voice became softer and softer.
Li Luo glanced at Lin Xiuhong and the others next to him, and seeing that they were not paying attention, he quietly stretched out his hand and held Ying Chanxi's hand tightly.
Feeling the strength of Li Luo's warm and big hand, Ying Chanxi's heart gradually calmed down. Without Li Luo saying anything, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he also held Li Luo's hand tightly.
After two consecutive incense burners, Ying Zhicheng inserted the third incense stick. When this incense burnt out, they should leave.
Ying Chanxi looked at Ying Zhicheng, who had been squatting in front of the tombstone, with a dazed look in his eyes, and subconsciously said: "Dad has really deep feelings for mom, why did mom leave just now?"
When Li Luo heard this, he turned to look at Ying Chanxi and saw her pursed lips. Then he looked at Ying Zhicheng in front of the tombstone. He didn't know if Ying Zhicheng had mentioned Yuan Wanqing's matter to Yan Ruqing.
Maybe I said it, but I definitely didn’t say it in front of Ying Chanxi,
So Li Luo pondered for a moment, wanting to say something, but after looking at Yan Ruqing's tombstone, he finally shut up.
He'd better not worry too much about this kind of thing.
When Ying Zhicheng shows his cards, if Ying Chanxi's mood is not quite right, it won't be too late for him to comfort and mediate.
The time for burning incense was over, and Ying Zhicheng also burned the paper money beside him. After making sure that all the paper money was extinguished, he stood up from the ground, whispered something to the tombstone, and then turned around and came to Ying Chanxi.
"Let's go back."
"Yeah." Ying Chanxi nodded, turned to look at the black and white photo on the tombstone, and said softly, "Goodbye, mom."
In the evening, the two families returned to the countryside and had dinner. Li Luo and Ying Chanxi followed Li Guohong and took a car back to Bihailanting.
On the other hand, Ying Zhicheng drove away alone under the pretext of returning to the company. After returning to the city to pick up Yuan Wanqing, he visited the cemetery again.
This time, only Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing stood in front of Yan Ruqing's tombstone.
"Sister Ruqing, long time no see." Yuan Wanqing squatted in front of the tombstone. She was obviously a big star who looked like a royal sister to the outside world. At this time, she hugged her knees, but she looked like a little sister in need of care, showing a particularly fragile side.
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She spoke softly and talked about many things, recalling the turning point of fate when she defected to Yan Ruqing, which completely changed her life as a rural girl in another direction.
"Do you want to visit Yan Haiyang's tomb?" After Yuan Wanqing finished speaking, Ying Zhicheng was silent for a while and then asked.
Chapter completed!