She's waiting for me there.

The cemetery is on a tree-lined hill. The snow around it has not melted yet. From a distance, it looks like a vast expanse of white, as if the sky and the earth are connected into one line.

The father and son walked side by side, carrying things, leaving a trail of footprints in the snow.

They were all very familiar with this road, having come here countless times. Chen Yun could even recite the names of his neighbors.

When he arrived at his mother's tombstone, Chen Yun opened a bottle of mineral water, moistened the towel, and slowly wiped the dust off it.

Yang Sian, a very poetic name.

Chen Hanlin doesn't like to call her "wife" or something like that. He prefers to call her by her name directly, especially in crowded places. Every time he calls her by that name, he feels very happy and feels superior to others.

This is what it means to like someone. Even in an ordinary thing, true love will slowly emerge.

"Give it to me, your work is too rough."

The old man took the towel and wiped it carefully, not leaving out any corner of the dust.

Chen Yun placed the wreath and took out a box of peach cakes from his bag and placed them in front of the grave.

After the father and son were busy for a while, they spread two mats on the ground and sat facing each other.

"Have a sip?" Chen Yun opened a bottle of Erguotou.

"Well, have a drink." Chen Hanlin took the dark green bottle and took a big sip without using a cup.

Chen Yun opened another bottle, took a sip, and then threw a few peanuts into his mouth.

The winter sun is not so glaring. It shines through the thin clouds and falls on the earth, bringing a touch of warmth.

Chen Hanlin glanced at the peach cake in front of the tomb and said slowly, "Actually, your mother doesn't like to eat this."

Chen Yun was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand: "I can't remember this wrongly. Don't I know what my mother likes to eat the most? After so many years..."

"It's not your fault. I saw your mother secretly wiping tears in the middle of the night because of a toothache, and I thought she really loved eating sweet things like this."

Looking at the sparrows looking for food in the distance, Chen Hanlin broke a piece of peach cake into pieces and threw it towards the open space.

For a moment, the chirping sounds of sparrows rang out all around, scrambling to eat the food on the ground.

Looking at Chen Yun who was still in a daze, he continued: "Do you remember when you were in the second grade of elementary school and you loved eating this?"

"Yeah, I have an impression."

"But at that time, you were just changing your teeth, and the doctor told you not to eat anything too sweet, so you pulled your mother to your tears. Don't you know your mother's personality? She would never let you suffer any injustice."

"Then she told me she liked eating peach cakes and begged me to bring some back home after get off work. She would always eat one piece herself and leave the rest for you. After a long time, even I thought she liked eating that thing."

"If I saw her crying one night and she didn't know about this, haha, do you think she's stupid?"

Chen Yun took a big sip of wine, trying to suppress the mixed feelings in his heart, but... he failed.

He took the box of peach cakes and took a bite: "I was stupid enough. Every time I finished eating, I would leave a small piece next to her mouth, thinking that such a delicious thing should also be given to her to taste. She was always very happy every time she ate it, and kept praising me for being sensible. Now think about it..."

Chen Hanlin looked at the tombstone and said, "It's okay. Your mother was very happy at that time."

"Dad, what do you think is the happiest thing in my mom's life?"

"The happiest thing?" Chen Hanlin pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"It should have been when you were 8 months and 3 days old. That day, you called me 'Mom' for the first time. She was so happy for a long time. She told everyone about it and even called all the relatives back home to tell them."

At this moment, Chen Yun really couldn't hold it in any longer. The mixed emotions in his heart were completely overturned, and he could no longer maintain the calm on the surface.

The tears in my eyes finally found an outlet and quietly slid down the corners of my eyes.

Every tear carries the longing for the past, leaving traces on the face.

His thoughts became messy and heavy, and fragments of his mother kept flashing in his mind. Those happy, sad, and expectant moments flashed before his eyes like old photos.

Chen Yong rubbed his cheeks vigorously twice, looked at Chen Hanlin and asked, "Dad, when my mom called those relatives and friends back then, was she as happy as you just now?"

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the tombstone and said with a smile: "She is much happier than me."

I don't know when, the group of sparrows had quietly flown away.

"Let's talk about something happy. Your mother can't bear to see us two like this." Chen Hanlin rubbed his slightly red eyes and said with a smile.

Then the father and son avoided those tearful topics and talked about the things Qingxue needed to pay attention to after she became pregnant.

After all, the old man had been a father once, and was much more reliable than Chen Yun who was looking up information online with his mobile phone.

Only then did he realize that the baby would be born after about 40 weeks of pregnancy.

Counting on my fingers, the due date is around August, which is sooner than I expected.

Chen Hanlin told everything he knew, then asked with a smile, "Do you like boys or girls?"

"I like them all. After all, Qingxue and I are both very good-looking, so the child should be good-looking." Chen Yun said shamelessly.

"If it's a girl, she must have been cute since she was young. If I hold her in my arms, hehehe~"

The old man looked at his son who was immersed in fantasy, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Well, girls are good, but you have to be careful about her premature love. If you bring a little yellow-haired boy home in the future, and he asks you as soon as he walks in, 'Old Deng, is it safe for the will-o'-the-wisp to be parked downstairs in your house?' and 'Give me some gold coins by the way,' just thinking about that scene, tsk tsk tsk..."

The smile on Chen Yun's face froze. He slowly turned his head to look at Chen Hanlin, who was trying hard to suppress his smile with a look of regret on his face. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't forget, that's your granddaughter too. Won't you feel bad then?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Their eyes met, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across their faces. They shouted in unison, "The yellow-haired man must not be spared."

"That's right. You have to keep an eye on my granddaughter from now on. You should pack up and leave in the next two days. Go to Henghai City to develop your career. Once you make enough money, buy a few schools for yourself, from kindergarten to university. This way, she will be safe under my watch."

Chen Yun nodded in agreement: "I think it's okay, big brother, how about you become a principal in the future, and you can look after your granddaughter every day."

The old man clapped his hands and laughed, "Haha, leave it to me. I'll do nothing but sit next to her every day. I'll see who dares to send her a love letter or something."

"So it's settled then?"

"That's a deal."

Chen Yun took out a bottle of sleeping pills from his pocket, threw it in front of Chen Hanlin, and asked seriously, "Dad, then this won't be needed, right?"

(PS: Tomorrow is 520, how are all the readers preparing? (づ??????)づ)