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Chapter 489 Yuan Qing Chapter - Her Child, Xia Sheng (2)

In the quiet hall, Xia Sheng was sitting on the sofa with his feet resting on Yuan Qing's lap, while Yuan Qing was treating the wound that Lele had just bitten for him with a medicine box.

Lele seemed to know that she had done something wrong, she shrank aside and licked him with her tongue.Xia Sheng's feet were so itchy from being licked by it, he couldn't help giggling, and hugged Lele with the other hand to prevent it from making trouble again.

Yuan Qing calmly glanced at Lele in his arms, and said indifferently, "It's a dog that can bite its master, so it doesn't matter if you don't keep it."

Hearing this meaning, it seemed that Lele was going to be thrown away. Xia Sheng panicked and sat up quickly, "Dad, I will definitely educate Lele so that he won't bite again. Don't throw him away, okay?"

Yuan Qing just looked at him, neither spoke nor moved.Xia Sheng was a little uncertain about his thoughts, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.When he gets anxious, he likes to wring his fingers. This movement is exactly the same as hers...

Thinking of her, Yuan Qing felt a sudden pain in his heart, and his whole body seemed to convulse with the pain.

Xia Sheng said timidly, "Dad... have you been drinking?"

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the wine bottles on the table next to him. Each bottle was high-concentration spirits, not pleasant low-alcohol red wine.

Yuan Qing swept towards him, maybe his eyes were a little sharp, Xia Sheng was taken aback, and his voice became weaker. "I just...just...drinking...is bad for your health...Uncle Situ said...you shouldn't...drink anymore...or your injury won't heal..."

"You shouldn't drink anymore...or your injury won't heal..." These words swayed in Yuan Qing's head again and again, and after several times, he dragged his deeply buried memory. It's clearer.Everything, as if it happened yesterday, is vivid in the past.

The drunkenness hit him suddenly, he only felt a little sank in his head, and he felt a little better when he leaned on the sofa.Looking up, Xia Sheng was still looking at him worriedly, it was so like her eyes, he finally couldn't help it, and asked what he wanted to know the most, "Where is her... grave?" ...?"

"Ah?" Xia Sheng seemed unable to react, opened his mouth wide and looked at Yuan Qing, a little confused.

Yuan Qing put his hand on his forehead and rubbed his temples, "Where is your mother's...?"

That grave word is really...really...too difficult to say.

Only then did Xia Sheng suddenly realize, "On the Maotou Mountain at the end of the village..."

Before Xia Sheng finished speaking, Yuan Qing suddenly stood up.Xia Sheng was taken aback by this sudden movement, Yuan Qing had already leaned over and picked him up, then quickly took the key, opened the door and drove away.

His face was so ugly that Xia Sheng huddled in the passenger seat, not daring to move.Lele was in his arms, and seemed to feel his uneasiness. There was only the shallow breathing of two people and a dog in the whole car.

The car drove all the way, until it reached the entrance of the village, Xia Sheng realized that it was his village!

He hurriedly pointed to the road, acting as a guide all the way, and finally arrived at the hill where he buried his mother.

In fact, where are the tombs?He was a child, and Ma Gu and Ma Chunhua didn't give him money, so he couldn't afford to hire someone to make a tombstone.Moreover, my mother committed suicide by throwing herself into a reservoir, and no one even salvaged her bones.He was only born at that time, and he only knew about these things after the neighbor aunt told him.

From then on, he went to the reservoir to dig water, took the earthen pot, and wanted to dig out all the water in the reservoir, so that he could find his mother.

But... He dug for many days, and dug for many springs, summers, autumns and winters, and the water in the reservoir didn't seem to be short.

There was a layer of bald skin on his hands, and there were countless chilblains.

Once, he dug out a piece of clothing from it, and he didn't know where it came from. It looked like there were patterns on it, like a woman's floral skirt or something.He could only take this as his mother left him, and then he dug a shallow hole on the top of the mountain, and put the rag in it.Then use a small piece of wood to act as a tombstone.He can't write, so there is nothing on this board.

It was his good luck that time. He found a plaque-like thing in the garbage dump, and he carried it up the mountain and placed it in front of his mother's grave.As a result, Grandma Ma Chunhua found out, took the plaque away, and said that she could find a carpenter to make it simple, and she could also make a table.He learned to be smart later, so he moved his mother's grave to this corner, where Ma Chunhua couldn't find it, and from here, through the trees, he could see the mountain surrounded by mountains below at a glance. reservoir.

But since he was rescued by Gu Qianxi, he hasn't come to this mountain for several years, and the marks he made in the early years are gone.He searched for a long time in the trees, but couldn't find it.He wandered around on the mountain, Yuan Qing didn't say a word of urging, and followed him reeking of alcohol.Finally, before sunset, he finally found a familiar place, and then followed that place three times, five times and two times, and found the place where he buried his mother.

It's just that there was a pile of weeds all over there. He picked up a few sticks from the ground, then wrapped his hands with cloth strips, and pulled out the surrounding weeds one by one.

Finally, the grave was exposed.

One... but the size of a dirt bag, slightly raised, and not even 20 cm high.There is a wooden sign in front of it, there is nothing on it, but there is a small jar of incense around it.

It's very simple, so simple that calling it a lonely grave is considered a flattery.

Yuan Qing looked at the little dirt bag, his face turned pale, "This is... his grave?"

Xia Sheng shrank timidly, and briefly explained the origin of this grave.After he finished speaking, Yuan Qing looked at the reservoir below through the woods.The setting sun slanted and fell slowly, leaving behind a shimmering afterglow on the water.The surface of the water was dry and still, as clear as washing.

Thinking of how she jumped from here at the beginning, Yuan Qing's heart felt like a drop of blood, and she couldn't hold it back at all.He jumped up suddenly, stepped on the trees next to him, and then slid straight down the mountain wall from here.

Xia Sheng was taken aback by his sudden movement.After screaming a few times, Xia Sheng couldn't help but rely on his familiarity with the mountain, and quickly ran down the side path.

When he was holding Lele out of breath, and finally went down the mountain, he saw... Yuan Qing stood on the bank, jumped towards the water, slid gracefully, and then accompanied by a "plop", Disappeared in front of Xia Sheng.

At that moment, Xia Sheng almost broke his liver and gallbladder.

In the same place, in the same reservoir, he actually watched his father jump in, just like his mother!In a daze, a scene that he has been imagining in his memory floated before his eyes, a woman with a long skirt, leaping without any regrets...

(End of this chapter)