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It will be Qingming in a few days, and Jiang Zhongyu plans to go to the tomb sweeping this time to bring Shen Yanbai with him. Shen Yanbai is still quite nervous, and has been searching the Internet if he needs to bring something there, but there is no practical suggestion.

Seeing that he was worried, Jiang Zhongyu simply asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"You think it's appropriate for me to bring something to your dad?"

Jiang Zhongyu was directly amused by him: "The person you want to meet is not a living person, so is it meaningful to bring anything?"

"Why doesn't it make sense?" Shen Yan gave him a blank look. "First, this is the first time I've met my parents. Second, I'm here to pay respects to the heroes. The Qinghai-Tibet Railway didn't have paved the way before, how could it be like it is now?"

"Okay," Jiang Zhongyu sighed, "You just need to bring a bottle of wine. My dad liked drinking the most when he was alive."

"He likes to drink realgar wine." Ye Jing suddenly stood behind the two of them, and suddenly said, "It's best to bring realgar wine."

Jiang Zhongyu froze for a moment, then glanced at her: "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Ye Jing rolled up her sleeves and said, "Call me when you go, I'll go with you."

Jiang Zhongyu was obviously dumbfounded, Shen Yanbai felt strange, poked him, and Jiang Zhongyu realized: "Okay. I'll make breakfast first, what do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine." Ye Jing said, "You and Xiao Shen went out to help me buy some things and came back. I have already told Xiao Shen what I want to buy."

After Ye Jing finished speaking, she went to the kitchen. Jiang Zhongyu stared at her back for a while, then grabbed Shen Yanbai's shoulder and asked him, "What ecstasy soup did you pour into my mother?"

Shen Yanbai could hardly hide his complacency: "Guess?"

"She never went to see my dad," Jiang Zhongyu said. "For so many years, she has always thought that my dad is still building the railway, leaving a glimmer of life for herself, so she never goes to see his cemetery, and never Worship."

Shen Yanbai did not expect this, the words he talked with Ye Jing yesterday should not make Ye Jing change her mind.

Shen Yanbai was also a little confused: "I don't know, maybe my aunt suddenly figured it out?"

After breakfast, Jiang Zhongyu drove Shen Yanbai into the county in his off-road vehicle.Many things that Ye Jing needs can only be bought in the county town.

Strange to say, what Ye Jing wants to buy is food, it looks like she is cooking.Jiang Zhongyu didn't think much about it, and just played the role of porter honestly.

Shen Yanbai picked the most expensive realgar wine available in the county to prepare for Jiang Zhongyu's father, and the two of them wandered around until nearly eleven o'clock before returning home.Ye Jing was actually waiting in the kitchen to process the chicken.

"Have you bought everything I wanted?" Ye Jing turned around and asked after hearing the movement.

"I bought it." Shen Yanbai hurriedly passed the things over.

Jiang Zhongyu said: "You guys take a break first, I'll make lunch first. What do you want for lunch?"

"I'll come." Ye Jing said.

Jiang Zhongyu was stunned again.

Ye Jing continued, "Go and rest."

Jiang Zhongyu still didn't react, it was Shen Yanbai who forcibly dragged him into the house.

"Scared?" Shen Yanbai pinched Jiang Zhongyu's face, it hurt.

Only then did Jiang Zhongyu realize: "What happened to her all of a sudden?"

"No way, who told me to be so good at relationships," Shen Yanbai said with a little pride, "Didn't you tell me yesterday that you haven't had a meal cooked by your aunt for many years? No, Xiaoshen will help you It's done, are you happy?"

Jiang Zhongyu hugged him, and his tone was a little slow: "It's quite... happy."

"You're not going to cry, are you Jiang Zhongyu?" Shen Yanbai hugged him back, touched the back of his head, and said, "I haven't seen you cry before, let me see." Jiang Zhongyu's face turned.

Jiang Zhongyu's eyes were indeed red, but he didn't cry.

Shen Yanbai kissed his eyelashes and said, "Brother Yu, we will get better and better."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhongyu buried his head in his neck, and didn't say a word for a long time.

In the next period of time, the relationship between Jiang Zhongyu and Ye Jing really eased a lot as Shen Yanbai said.Ye Jing suddenly talked more, and she no longer confronted Jiang Zhongyu. After dinner in the evening, the three of them would even chase a variety show together.

Jiang Zhongyu once told Shen Yanbai that he hadn't felt this kind of feeling for a long time—feeling like a mother.

For many years after his father died, he and Ye Jing had been tormenting each other.

Later when he went to jail, Ye Jing treated him like nothing.They have nothing to do with each other, but they know that each other is their deepest bond.

On the day of Tomb-sweeping Day, Suojia had a drizzle, the filaments wrapped around the house, and the fog in the air was particularly thick.

Jiang Zhongyu put Ye Jing's wheelchair into the trunk and hugged Ye Jing horizontally.

Ye Jing hugged his arm, and at that moment her eyes seemed to see someone else through him.

"Brother Jing..." She called out in a very low voice.

Jiang Zhongyu heard it, but he pretended not to hear it, put Ye Jing in the back row, and buckled up her seat belt.Ye Jing also reacted, she lowered her eyes and didn't make a sound.

Shen Yanbai pulled the co-pilot and sat up, and said enthusiastically, "I wonder if your dad will like the realgar wine I bought."

"He will definitely like the one you bought," Jiang Zhongyu said, "You still call your dad your dad?"

Shen Yanbai glanced at Ye Jing, saw that she didn't say anything, and said, "I don't know if our dad will like it, is it done?" It was a bit awkward, but it didn't feel bad.

Jiang Zhongyu smiled: "Put on your seat belt, and we're off."

Ye Jing has not left Suojia for many years.

She didn't even go to Zhiduo. The last time she left here was when the Qinghai-Tibet Railway opened to traffic. Ye Jing took Jiang Zhongyu and Jiang Jing's urns with her, watching the trains whizzing towards the higher Run further afield.

Just once.

It was also raining in the cemetery, and Jiang Zhongyu held up a black umbrella to cover Ye Jing.

Shen Yanbai walked in front holding the realgar wine he bought.There were not many people in the cemetery, and it was very deserted.

"Xiao Jiang is here." The gatekeeper smiled at Jiang Zhongyu, obviously already familiar with him.

"En." Jiang Zhongyu responded, and greeted him with a smile.

The gatekeeper said: "Oh, it's the first time I see you bring so many people here."

Jiang Zhongyu responded with a smile.

Shen Yanbai held Jiang Zhongyu's hand and said in a low voice, "I will accompany you from now on."

The rain fell on his shoulders, and soon Jiang Zhongyu's shoulders were wetted. Shen Yanbai moved closer to Jiang Zhongyu, and raised his umbrella a little bit higher than Jiang Zhongyu's umbrella. , trying to cover the place that Jiang Zhongyu couldn't cover.

The three of them walked about 600 meters in and arrived at the place.

The photo on the tombstone was a bit worn out, but it still showed a very handsome appearance. Shen Yanbai found that Jiang Zhongyu and Jiang actually looked alike, especially the lower half of his face.

The upper half of Jiang Zhongyu's face is more like Ye Jing, especially those deep eyes.

Shen Yanbai poured realgar wine to Jiang Jing, knelt down and kowtowed three times to Jiang Jing.

Jiang Zhongyu introduced him generously: "Dad, this is my boyfriend. Don't get too excited, especially don't hit me. I'm serious, and I will spend the rest of my life with him."

Ye Jing's eyebrows twitched, but she didn't speak.

Shen Yanbai gave him a blank look: "Usually you're pretty decent, why are you out of shape here?"

Jiang Zhongyu pressed the hair on the top of his head and said, "Isn't this giving you an official title?"

Shen Yanbai rolled his eyes at him again, and said, "Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of Jiang Zhongyu."

Jiang Zhongyu smiled and said, "Who is taking care of whom?"

After staying in front of the stele for a while, Ye Jing said, "Go ahead, I have something to talk to him alone."

Jiang Zhongyu wanted to speak, but was suppressed by Shen Yanbai.Ye Jing stretched out her hand to touch the photo on the stele, and called out "Brother Jing" in a calm voice.

The longing that had been suppressed for many years seemed to be released in an instant, and tears burst from Ye Jing's reddish eye sockets.

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