"Son, come out for dinner quickly. Today is the Qingming Festival and we have to go to the grave." Mom knocked on Cheng Ye's door hard and fast.
Dong dong, dong dong dong...
Cheng Ye woke up in a daze. The sun outside the window was bright and there seemed to be birds chirping.
Cheng Ye stretched impatiently and didn't want to get up.
But the knocking on the door continued, with the momentum of not stopping if he didn't go and open the door.
Cheng Ye could only rub his eyes, sleepily got out of bed and opened the door.
Mother stood outside the door.
With a young face and black hair, his mouth opened and closed to curse him.
For a moment, Cheng Ye felt a little strange.
Is this really my mother?
But soon, his doubts were disrupted by his mother's fast-paced and loud voice.
"Hurry up, it takes three hours to drive to the mountain from here. After a while, everyone else has finished visiting the graves and we have just gone up the mountain." My mother glared angrily and sputtered like a machine gun.
Cheng Ye drooped his head and said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, I understand."
Dad came over at this time: "Son, Qingming happens once a year, so you have to eat at noon. Your mother has made you a nutritious breakfast. Go and eat it. After that, we will set off."
Cheng Ye nodded.
I don't know why, but I feel very tired.
Too sleepy to open my eyes.
I seemed to have a nightmare last night...
It seems that I have been having nightmares for the past few days.
Cheng Ye turned his head and looked out the window. The drizzle had begun to fall, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in mist.
The windows were filled with water mist, and there were a few drops of water on them.
His narrow eyes narrowed and he was confused.
The next second, he lay on the bed and fell asleep again.
My mother waited in the living room for about ten seconds, but did not see Cheng Ye come out. When she returned to the bedroom, she found that he had fallen asleep again, and her irritable voice suddenly sounded: "Why are you sleeping in again? Get up quickly!"
Then he angrily stepped forward and dragged Cheng Ye.
Cheng Ye suddenly woke up from the pulling sensation and said quickly: "I'm getting up, I'm going to get up."
After saying that, he was stunned for a moment.
Why does his voice sound so childish, like he's acting like a spoiled child to his mother?
Afraid that I would fall asleep again, I rubbed my face vigorously and walked to the bathroom.
The moment he stood in front of the mirror, he was completely stunned.
The self in the mirror is very young, he looks only eighteen years old, and his beard is full of green hair.
The skin is smooth and delicate.
He couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his face in confusion.
Is this really me?
Why is it so strange...
But the next second he laughed at himself.
If not yourself, who would it be?
It must be that I have read too many supernatural books.
He lowered his head to wash his face and put all the nonsense behind him.
Soon, Cheng Ye finished washing and sat at the dining table.
Mom's nagging started again.
"Drink soy milk. This is the soy milk my mother squeezed herself in the morning. It is fresh and has no added sugar. Drinking it is good for your health."
Mother is worthy of being vigorous and resolute in her work.
In just a few minutes, she had stuffed several steamed buns into Cheng Ye's mouth, peeled an egg, and now she was trying to drink soy milk into him.
Cheng Ye's mouth was stuffed and he was so busy eating that he couldn't help but resist vaguely: "...Mom..."
"Oh, mom is doing it for your own good, you kid." Mom said anxiously, "You should eat faster."
Cheng Ye could only desperately swallow the small meat bun in his mouth, and then drank the soy milk in big gulps.
His mother looked at him with a pleased expression.
But my father shook his head when he saw it: "How many times have I told you to eat carefully and slowly?"
Ah, gotta get.
Cheng Ye nodded resignedly and stood up.
He finally saw that everything he did in this family was wrong.
Amidst his mother's unstoppable nagging, Cheng Ye finally got on the car going to the mountain.
The scenery outside the window recedes in sequence.
Mom seemed tired from talking all the way, so she finally closed her eyes and rested.
No one spoke in the car for a while, there was only the sound of friction as it flew forward and collided with the air.
Cheng Ye was a little more awake now and began to think about what kind of nightmare he had last night.
I just remember that it was scary, but I completely forgot what it was.
He couldn't help but touch his waist, feeling a little cold.
Didn't he cover himself with a quilt last night and was frozen?
Cheng Ye shook his head and started scribbling on the car window out of boredom.
Because of the temperature difference between inside and outside, a layer of water mist formed on the glass.
Cheng Ye stretched out his index finger and drew a moon inexplicably.
The curved edge of the moon reveals the clear world outside.
Eh?
He froze in confusion.
The fingers were still in mid-air.
How can you draw the moon in broad daylight?
But within a second he stopped caring, which was nothing to be surprised about.
Another moment passed.
As the car kept bumping, Cheng Ye began to feel sleepy again.
His eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he couldn't open them...
... fell asleep again...
…
"Wake up, get up." Mom patted Cheng Ye's face.
Cheng Ye opened his eyes drowsily.
"Here we are, go to the trunk to get the flowers and wine you prepared. Go and weed your grandfather's grave, and kowtow three times at a time." Mom directed.
Cheng Ye got out of the car obediently.
Everything is ready.
Rags, weeding knives, mineral water, flowers and wine.
Cheng Ye opened a bottle of mineral water and soaked the rag.
Then he walked over with a rag and a weeding knife.
The photo of grandpa is very loving, he looks like a gentle old man.
Looks like?
Cheng Ye narrowed his eyes. Why did he subconsciously use this word?
He stared at his grandfather's photo for a long time, but didn't see anything.
The picture of his grandfather looks even stranger, but his grandfather passed away when he was very young, so it is normal for him not to remember.
Cheng Ye squatted down and began to wipe the tombstone.
He wipes very carefully, and if he sees any weeds, he will stop and remove them.
After a while, he cleaned the tombstone.
Mother pulled Cheng Ye, stood him in front of the monument, and began to talk: "Dad, this is your grandson, he has grown so big."
"Look, he looks strong and strong, he's a grown man now."
After saying that, he pressed Cheng Ye's back and motioned for him to kneel down and kowtow: "Kowtow to grandpa."
…
After kowtowing, Cheng Ye wandered around leisurely.
Suddenly, he saw a very young face.
The girl above looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a bright smile and slightly curved eyes, beautiful and bright.
Cheng Ye sighed casually:
"It's such a pity to die so young..."
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PS: There are two updates every day, but the time cannot be guaranteed. There are too many things and I am very busy recently. You can come back after 10 o'clock in the evening. Basically, everything will be updated (*≧▽≦)
Thanks for not getting off the car and going to the kindergarten. 1500 reward.
Thanks to Gouzi, the decent knight, Dudu for the 100 reward
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