As soon as they finished speaking, someone was already standing behind them holding a tea tray. Song Siyuan and Yue Guanchao each held a tea cup and knelt down facing the main seat.
Yue Guanchao looked at the host. His second uncle looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, old but energetic, but his second aunt only looked about thirty years old. He looked like he had black hair, a plump body, and a plump face. He had given birth to her twice. It was almost the same before his death. Looking at it now, the hallucinations caused by monkey oil are all pictures he has already seen in his mind. Anything he has not experienced will not appear here.
"Second uncle, second aunt, please have tea!"
When Yue Guanchao saw his second uncle and second aunt taking the tea cup, he took a sip with joy, then took out the red paper bag and handed it to them: "With a little thought, I wish you and your wife a long life together, a son soon, and harmony and beauty!"
"Thank you, uncle, thank you, aunt."
After the two stood up, they were surrounded by many people and entered the inner hall. Song Siyuan was surrounded by the Babu bed and sat dignifiedly on the wedding quilt. There were several large plates on the nearby round table, with peanuts, red dates, ginger, and longan. With a stack of fruit plates.
Then, several old aunts brought over a plate of raw dumplings and signaled the two of them to pick up the chopsticks. Song Siyuan took the dumpling and took a bite. Immediately, a woman with a red flower asked: "Is it raw?"
The drunkard didn't care about the wine. Song Siyuan spit out the dumpling wrapper and hesitated a few times before slowly saying: "It's raw!"
"Hey! That's great. You guys quickly change out of your clothes. We'll have to toast one by one at the banquet later!"
After saying that, all those who were watching the excitement exited the wedding room. After everyone left, the whole room gradually became quiet, leaving only two people looking at each other.
After the two of them changed into their wedding clothes and took turns toasting to the clan members, the crowd was so lively that the wedding was finally over.
In the next two years, Yue Qingshan got older and quit the forest farm to live in the back house for retirement. Yue Guanchao successfully became the general manager and officially became the top leader of the forest farm. Not long after, their children were born, and they had two sons in four years. Girl, the family is quite harmonious and happy.
Gradually, Yue Guanchao's business grew bigger and bigger, and she went out to socialize more and more. Sometimes she would not go home for several days. When she came home, she would smell of alcohol or even makeup. At first, Song Siyuan could bear it, but this time If she counts too many, it's obvious that she doesn't take her seriously, and even a Clay Bodhisattva should be angry.
The two began to quarrel day and night. Whenever Song Siyuan saw him drinking, they started to quarrel. The two gradually became dissatisfied with each other. Finally, one day, Song Siyuan got angry and started to fight. Even though he was avoiding Song Siyuan, he was still caught. She was embarrassed, and several aunts took turns to persuade her to make peace. Song Siyuan still didn't want to make peace, so she returned to her parents' home with her three children.
As soon as the four people left, the house became completely deserted. The three children were no longer seen playing rubber bands, playing sandbags, and hide-and-seek in the yard, and Song Siyuan and her servants were no longer busy.
When the house was deserted and no one was lying on the bed, Yue Guanchao realized that it was a kind of happiness to have people come back to make soup for him every day, to hear the children crying every day, and to hold their little faces and take a few bites.
However, this kind of happiness came so easily that he didn't know how to cherish it for a long time. His old uncle found him, had a drink with him, and gave him some advice. Yue Guanchao suddenly realized that he had to take people to Song's house. , knelt outside the house for a day and a night before Song Siyuan felt distressed and took her three children back home with him.
The two never quarreled again, and supported each other and took care of the family. As the business grew, they gradually opened a mountain goods company in Fengtian.
In the following ten years, they left one child to stay with them to inherit the family business, and the other children were sent to study abroad. Although raising the eldest son by their side did imprison him, this was also the responsibility that the eldest son should bear.
An unknown number of years passed, and Yue Guanchao got up early and looked in the mirror. He was middle-aged, his face had gained a little weight, and his hair was gray and mottled. He picked up the scissors and wanted to cut off his white hair, but found that among the black hair, he had no longer known it. There were so many gray hairs hidden, the two looked at each other and smiled, laughing at each other's wrinkles.
The eldest son was married, the second son was married, and the third daughter was far away in the West and refused to go home. She also said that she wanted to pursue her dreams. Song Siyuan had no choice but to let her go. She was like this when she was young. How could she delay her children's journey when she got old.
By the time the third daughter got married, the two of them were already very old and hunched over. They could no longer even walk and could only help each other move around with crutches. Their favorite thing to do every day was to take advantage of the bright sun to shine. Sitting on the Taishi's chair, he let his children and grandchildren sit in his lap.
Watching their young faces playing around, they held each other's hands and laughed with their mouths full of teeth.
At this age, life has entered the twilight, and all that is left is to recall the past relationships and various deeds in this life while they can still move. The memories of the past, like yellowed photos, will always be imprinted in their minds, even if Even if the light shines into the courtyard, it can also stir up the ebb and flow of the sea in the heart. Each water flower is like thousands of sunrises and moonsets, and the sunshine is bustling.
They are like old scalpers. Every time they open or close their eyes, every time they take a breath, they can recall various experiences over the past decades, ruminating on the past, things, and people!
One day, Yue Guanchao never got up from the Taishi chair. He only felt that his body was as heavy as lead, and the memory in his mind became clearer and clearer: the nearly one hundred years from birth to old age, like a fleeting photo, flashed before his eyes. He had no time to appreciate it and saw his children and grandchildren crying together.
At last, a pair of slightly warm and rough hands held him, and Song Siyuan's old voice sounded in his ears: "Master, I haven't had enough in this life, I will still be with you in the next life."
Yue Guanchao mobilized the last inch of his strength to hold onto these warm hands, but before he could exert any force, his body fell into the void.
Fame and wealth, fleeting clouds, love, hate, anger and ignorance, loess and dry bones, his life is over!
