Quick Wear: An honest man is always criticized for forced love

The old woman kneeling in the mourning hall turned around, and for a moment she was unable to recognize the two people in front of her.

After a few seconds of reaction, a few tears suddenly fell from her old eyes.

"Xiaofeng, Xiaojun..."

Shen Yanfeng and Shen Jun burned incense for the village chief together.

The whole room was filled with the sadness brought by death.

The village chief's wife was such a fierce person when she was young, but now she seems a little fragile.

"Old man, the two children you cared about the most during your lifetime are back. They will come to see you..."

The old woman lay in front of the village chief's belongings, gently stroking the clothes he once wore, and said in a trembling voice.

Perhaps infected by this sad emotion, the corners of Shen Jun's eyes also turned red.

The two learned from the village chief's children that the village chief had passed away quietly in his sleep.

No illness, no pain.

He just lay quietly in his bed and died.

In their place, when an old person passes away at this age without any illness, it is considered a happy funeral.

People in the village said that the old village chief had done good deeds throughout his life and died peacefully without suffering much.

On the day when the village chief passed away, almost everyone in the village came, and the huge procession followed the village chief's belongings to the village cemetery.

In fact, the ashes had already been buried in the cemetery. What everyone sent were his relics. Although it was just a formality, everyone still wanted to see the village chief off for the last time.

Shen Yanfeng and Shen Jun followed at the end of the team.

According to local customs, the farewell team stood in order of closeness and intimacy. The two naturally stood at the outermost edge.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Shen Yanfeng gently pulled up Shen Jun's somewhat cold hand.

"When your grandparents passed away, did you send them off in the same way?"

Shen Yanfeng looked ahead, but spoke to Shen Jun.

"It was like this when my grandmother passed away, but when my grandfather passed away... they didn't let me see him because they were fighting over the family property."

Shen Jun pinched Shen Yanfeng's hand and shook it gently twice, his voice a little muffled.

"At that time... it must have been very scary, being alone."

"I'm not afraid. I'm just wondering, if I ever reach this point, will there be someone standing by my bed and crying for me?"

Shen Jun lowered his head, looking a little listless.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yanfeng held Shen Jun's hand even tighter.

The two of them did not continue with this heavy topic.

After the farewell team had left, Shen Yanfeng and Shen Jun still stayed in the cemetery.

They stood side by side in front of the village chief's tombstone, on which was a photo of the village chief.

The photo was taken when the village chief was still in good spirits. He was smiling happily and looked very similar to how I remembered him.

Shen Jun and Shen Yanfeng kowtowed to the village chief separately, burned incense, and then left.

When coming down from the cemetery, Shen Yanfeng raised his hand and hugged Shen Jun in his arms.

Back at the village chief's house, the funeral was almost over.

Shen Yanfeng and Shen Jun bought their return tickets for tomorrow afternoon, so they can only stay at the village chief's house temporarily today.

Still living in the same house as before.

Although the two had been gone for a long time, the furnishings inside still remained the same as when they left.

"Since you left, no one has come to live here. It has always been like this. The old man often comes to clean up, always thinking about the day when you will come back and have no place to sleep."

The village head's wife looked at the room in front of her, and it seemed that some sad emotions were spreading again.

She lowered her head and wiped away her tears, then she remembered what the village chief had told her before he passed away.

"This... is what the old man asked me to give you..."

As the old woman spoke, she took out a few crumpled banknotes.

Twenty dollars in good condition.

For the whole night, the two lay on the bed where they once met and stayed together, but neither of them could fall asleep.

Death is a very heavy topic. It is like a drizzle that moistens everyone's heart.

Looking at the moonlight coming in through the window, Shen Jun quietly hugged his brother's arm in the dark and continued as he had done many years ago.

"elder brother……"

Shen Yanfeng turned around and hugged Shen Jun into his arms, "Brother is here."

Shen Yanfeng's hands patted Shen Jun's back intermittently, continuing to coax him to sleep like he did when they were little.

"I don't think I've ever heard you talk about your family." Shen Jun rubbed his head against Shen Yanfeng's arms.

As for Shen Yanfeng's family, Shen Jun mostly knew a little about it from what other people said.

He only knew that Shen Yanfeng was most likely like him, with no one to rely on, but Shen Jun was not very clear about the specific situation.

It was originally just the last question, but Shen Yanfeng unexpectedly became a little stiff because of this question.

Realizing that something was wrong with his mood, Shen Jun raised his head and looked at Shen Yanfeng's face in the moonlight.

"My family...there's nothing much to say."

Shen Jun was not too surprised by Shen Yanfeng's answer. After all, he had learned something from the villagers back then.

Shen Jun moved forward, pressed against Shen Yanfeng's chest, and listened to his strong heartbeat.

"Then tell me about the day when the village chief found you, or something else, anything..."

Shen Jun leaned on Shen Yanfeng's body, and the vibration of his vocal cords was transmitted to Shen Yanfeng's chest through the place where the two were connected.

“…The day the village chief found me, I was trapped under a bridge due to heavy rain.”

"The river surged and washed away my family's only yellow cow. I also watched helplessly as my home was washed away by the flood."

“I hadn’t planned to survive that rainstorm, but the village chief found me.”

"He took me back, washed me and put me on this bed."

"This is the cleanest bed I've ever slept in since I was born."

Shen Yanfeng also told Shen Jun that he was an abandoned child since birth.

His parents had a conflict because of him. The environment in the small mountain village was not very good to begin with, and the already struggling family became even more stretched because of Shen Yanfeng's arrival.

Later they decided to go out to work.

But only Shen Yanfeng knew that maybe they just didn't want him anymore and were just looking for an excuse.

But he still went to the tree near the bridge every day to wait for his parents.

But what he waited for was the news of his parents' death.

Shen Yanfeng was still too young at that time, and he believed it when others said that his parents had died while working outside.

In fact, now that he thinks carefully about the time from when he was born to when he was abandoned by them, Shen Yanfeng can only come to one conclusion - they didn't want him at all from the beginning.

Although Shen Yanfeng was very young, he still remembered several times when his parents even wanted to end his life with their own hands.

But in the end they didn't do that.

They chose to leave their young children alone in the mountains.

Now that I think about it, what's the difference between this behavior and trying to kill him?

Thinking of this, Shen Yanfeng laughed at himself and said, "Perhaps a child born without blessings is destined to live a miserable life."