When Ye Jian turned to the hotel first, Bai He handed over the things he had brought to Xia Jinyuan, "Jade Pei, the commander-in-chief said that this jade will be handed over to you temporarily."
Sending Yu over did not deliberately ran out to pick up the two, but did not want Ye Jian to know some details, so I found some excuses.
Xia Jinyuan took this jade pendant that made Ye Zhifan a famous provincial official all the way up from a village official. He gently rubbed the pattern on it with his fingers. It was very delicate and had a good feel. This jade was given to him by his future father-in-law. The mother-in-law's token of love, but I knew it became something used by others.
"Then Yupei, I gave Jianer’s mother. It didn’t take long for me to have an accident first, then her mother’s accident, and later, it became Jian’er’s nightmare when she was a child. Our family of three suffered here, so it’s not auspicious. Things."
"When you get back from Sun Ying in Southern Province, don't show it to Jane, so as not to remind her of her childhood, which will only increase grief. When you get it, you will directly give it to me, and I will talk to your dad. Yes, that jade is a private property, not as evidence."
"After I got it, I donated it directly to the National Museum. Although the objects are not auspicious, they are old objects from the palace after all. Go back where they come from."
Before coming to Southern Province, Dad Fu told Xia Jinyuan secretly.
Now that he got the instructions from the future father-in-law, Xia Jinyuan naturally obeyed.
Whether it is handed over to the National Museum, the old objects from the palace can no longer be valued by money, they are all cultural relics.
It is the end of where you come from and where you go back.
When Dad Fu knew that the jade was still there, he never thought about taking it back.
The token of love became the root of Ye Jian's suffering when he was a child. Dad Fu didn't know what mood he would use to face it, so it's better to donate it so as not to affect Ye Jian's mood.
With Dad Fu's advice, Xia Jinyuan did not show it to Ye Jian. The next day, the two went to the Martyrs Park together, where Old Uncle Gen also slept.
First, I went to the tomb of Uncle Gen. Xia Jinyuan placed the flower in his hand in front of the old man's tombstone, and together with Ye Jian, he paid a solemn military salute to the old man, and then knelt down together.
Ye Jian sternly knocked three heads at the kind-looking old man in the black-and-white photo, and told Old Uncle Gen one by one what had happened over the past year. Ye Jian stayed for almost half an hour before leaving.
At the tomb of Martyr Sun Xueqing, Ye Jian looked at the smiling mother in the photo, and kowtowed. He emphasized that the military had found the man behind the scenes. At this moment, Ye Jian was no longer as excited as before, and his voice was soft and soft. After the chat, I finished talking about my heart. I also talked to Father Fu and the old man. Of course, I didn't forget to talk to the man next to me.
When I left, the cold wind blew over the delicate petals of the flowers. Several petals rose up with the wind lightly, and then went high and low, and finally moved far away with the cold wind, seeming to carry what Ye Jian said just now. Take it to a loved one who is away.
Ye Jian looked at the petals curling into the distance, with a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, and asked the man accompanying her, "Team Xia, do you think my mother can hear what I just said?"
Naturally, I can’t hear the explanation by science, but because I have spiritual sustenance, I can hear it.
Holding her slightly cool hand, Xia Jinyuan smiled and said, "I can hear it, because the mother-in-law has been living in your heart. Of course she can hear what you say."
That's right, the most beloved mother has always lived in her heart and never left, so she can naturally hear what she said.