This person is laughing, but her sad eyes are sore and want to cry.
Mother Zhang came over and looked at the figure who had left, "Xiao Yao, who is that? Why does Mom look familiar?"
Zhang Yao's eyes dodged, "A friend."
Mother Zhang's face changed, and her emotions became very excited, "What friend, it's Qi Feng, right? He still has the face to come here?"
Zhang Yao whispered, "Mom, it's been several years."
"If your brother wasn't trying to save him back then, how could he have been run over by a car... it's not like chéng rén..."
Zhang's mother tongue has never been repeated, "Mom has always dreamed of what your brother looked like when he left. He must be very painful. After your brother's first love got married... He fell into the problem of being afraid of pain, how painful it must be, little Yao, your brother he... "
Zhang Yao's eyes were also red, and she interrupted, "Mom, stop talking."
The people around were whispering.
At the wedding scene, the bride and her mother were wiping their tears. Which one did this sing
Informed to know what happened.
Father Zhang listened to the news and came over and glanced at his tearful wife, "Today is Xiao Yao's big day. You are sobbing and crying, which makes people look like something."
Mother Zhang blew her nose and felt sorry for her daughter, "Xiaoyao, Mom just thinks of your brother."
Zhang Yao reassured and said that it was all right, "Dad, Mom, brother's death anniversary is coming soon, so let's go see him together."
Mother Zhang choked, "Okay, let's go together."
If Father Zhang hadn't pulled her away, she would cry again.
On the 7th, it was drizzling and Zhang Yao went early. She specially asked her lover to park the car some distance from the cemetery. The couple got out of the car and walked into the cemetery with a black umbrella.
"Mom is dizzy, and Dad doesn't worry that she's home alone. I didn't come this time. Will my brother be unhappy?"
"No, don't think about it."
"If only my brother was still alive."
Zhang Yao sighed, she touched her belly and called the baby's nickname, "Mom will talk to my uncle later, you have to be good and obedient, uncle likes obedient children."
The lover stopped and called Zhang Yao, "Xiao Yao, look over there."
Zhang Yao heard the sound and looked around, and saw a person squatting in front of her brother's tombstone, and she knew who it was just by her back.
She did not approach immediately, not wanting to disturb the man at this time, but let her lover support her to the left and find a remote position.
From this angle, Zhang Yao could clearly see everything in front of the tombstone. She saw that the man was holding a small blue plastic tube in his hand.
The man is folding the stars, he is very serious, the profile of his face is gentle, and he can drown people in it.
Zhang Yao noticed that the man's lips were opening and closing, and she was talking to her brother. She was closer, and there was no longer only the sound of wind and rain in her ears, but the hoarse voice of the man.
"The one surnamed He died. I heard that he was bullied by other prisoners for a long time, and he committed suicide when he couldn't bear it."
"The surnamed Liu was released from prison. Unfortunately, less than a week after he came out, he crashed into a non-isolated steel guardrail while drunk driving, and was pronounced dead in the hospital."
"Your family's debts have been paid off. Your parents have closed the small shop some time ago, and plan to go back to their hometown this year."
"Your parents blame me, and they should blame it. Uncle didn't take good care of you."
"By the way, your sister got married last month. The groom is her college classmate. The wedding was very lively. She is pregnant and the due date is at the end of the year."
"Congratulations, you are going to be an uncle."
"Little thing, don't you think it's strange? After you left, you haven't been in your uncle's dream once, but when your uncle closed his eyes, he could remember what you looked like, and said, did you give your uncle a yào? "
"You don't have a conscience, little bastard, you left your uncle and left alone, and you haven't come to your uncle's dream, why don't you know how to take care of the lonely old uncle?"
The voice in his ear stopped, Zhang Yao looked and saw that the man was wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, and the voice became even more hoarse.
"You said what kind of life would we be living without that car accident?"
"We live in a big three-story house, and our kittens have grown up. The flowers and plants in the garden are well maintained. In winter, the orange trees are full of oranges. There is that side of the collection cabinet in the study, full of your favorite gadgets, if it hadn't been for the car accident... that would have been great..."
"Hey, you left a few years ago and didn't come back once. Uncle lives at home alone and doesn't even have anyone to talk to."
"Back then, uncle shouldn't be lazy, he only gave you nine hundred and ninety-nine stars