Chapter 76 Chapter75 Where the dark fragrance does not remain

When Wen's mother got up in the morning, she went to offer incense to her deceased husband as usual, but broke a green-glazed vase, so she was restless for a long time.Looking at the portrait of her deceased husband, there seemed to be a trace of reproach in the eyes of God, and her heart felt a little heavier. Since her husband passed away, she resigned from the music association, and changed the three regular piano recitals to one every year. She served her father-in-law at home all day long, rarely appeared in front of people, and was very low-key. The wives of the various families who had played well in the past often enlightened her and took her to various places to go to banquets to relax. Later, seeing that her heart was ashamed and she couldn't arouse interest in anything, she gradually faded away from that thought.

On the contrary, I often hear from my children and husbands that the Wen family's young man has already grown up, and he took a share in the Lu family.It's a pity that the biological daughter's health is not good, and she has been studying in the south all year round to recuperate from her illness. The mother and daughter can't see each other, which makes people sigh.But fortunately, the adopted daughter, Sier, is beautiful and lovable, and she can be happy with her. As for Mr. Wen, since the death of his only son, he has become more and more old, and he has relieved a lot of work. He often carries the birdcage in the morning market, takes a walk, chats with his peers, and sips soybean juice before returning home satisfied.

In the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xin Dayi was thrown off the bed by his old man when he was still in Dreamland, saying that he must go early to pay New Year's greetings to Grandpa and Aunt Wen. They like children, so they must be happy to see him. Xin Dayi couldn't take it anymore: "I'm already twenty, what a kid." But he still put on his clothes sleepily, thinking of something, and muttered, "Yan Xi must be there too, I haven't seen him for half a month, I don't know What are you busy with?" Grandpa Xin patted his grandson on the head: "Isn't the Yan family boy in love? Be honest and don't disturb others with a silly face. He managed to survive for a few days, and if he can't marry a wife, the old man will be worried to death! "

Xin Dayi: "Hey, can he really marry Chu Yun? I don't believe it anymore, he and Ah Heng clearly—" "Let's talk nonsense again! Wen's family and Yan's family didn't mention it. Why are you an outsider interfering? You've never been smarter than to say you're stupid. Why did Yan Xi take a date around Wen's house? Wen's family is not happy Is it? Look at the Wen family kid, he's about to grow up!" Xin Dayi pursed his lips and put on his pants: "They are all my brothers, grandpa, don't talk about it." Old Xin scolded with a smile: "Forget it, I raised a foolish boy, so they will be smart if they are smart. We are lucky if we are stupid."

Xin Dayi also smiled: "Master, after two years I will work, and I will bring you a grandson-in-law. You will be the first to have a great-grandson in our compound!" Mr. Xin has always been suffering from old illnesses. When the weather is a little unsuitable, his legs and feet are not flexible.The son and daughter-in-law were involved in a car accident when they were young, leaving only an only grandson. They hoped to grow up as soon as possible, so they could not help spoiling. Fortunately, Dayi is pure in nature and has learned a lot about his character. Mr. Xin often feels comforted, and it couldn't be more perfect to have a great-grandson in his arms.

When Dayi arrived at Wen's house, Mrs. Zhang was cooking glutinous rice balls. It was Si'er who opened the door. She stretched out her hand and said with a smile, "I have to pass through this door, and I will keep money to buy road trips!" Dayi rubbed Si'er's long hair, took out a sugar bag from his pocket, and threw it to her: "Go, go, little girl, what's going on during Chinese New Year! Has Grandpa Wen woke up?" Sier raised his eyebrows: "I got it, but, as I said, everyone is welcome to come in for New Year greetings, only Xin Dayi, get out."

Dayi was dumbfounded: "Why?" Sier rolled his eyes: "How do I know, I will do as Grandpa ordered." Siwan heard the sound, came over, and smiled: "I'm coaxing you, grandpa was saying that Dayi must be the first, so you're still here." Dayi glared at Si'er: "Little girl, the bigger you get, the more annoying you get." Si Er pouted: "As long as you don't bother, every early morning, before seven o'clock, I hear your loud voice, and the whole courtyard will shake you down." Let go, let go. Dayi poked his head and asked Siwan: "Has Yanxi come, did you spend the New Year here yesterday?"

Siwan shook her head and said with a smile: "I couldn't tell when I called yesterday, I probably went to Lu Liu's house." Seeing his forced smile, Dayi twitched secretly, mother, I stepped on thunder again. He went in and kowtowed to Elder Wen, who couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and sealed a big red envelope and handed it to him. The two talked for a while, and the doorbell rang again. Xin Dayi: "Haha, Yan Xi is here." He thought to himself, maybe there is Lu Liu.Looking at Siwan, I can't bear it, I feel sorry for my brother's face, which tends to turn black again.

Da Da ran to the entrance, opened the door, and it was Yan Xi. Xin Dayi patted him on the shoulder: "We've been waiting for you for a long time! Grandpa Wen is inside." A man walked out from behind Yanxi and looked at him with gentle eyes.Eyebrows like distant mountains, black hair and thin lips, fair face, the corners of the eyes slightly bent down, and a straight nose, harmless and gentle. Somewhat embarrassed, she said, "Da Yi, long time no see." Dayi's first reaction was not surprise, sluggishness, or confusion, but to look at Yanxi's expression. Eighty-nine points of the sharpness between Yan Xi's eyebrows melted away, and the breeze and light snow entered his heart.

So he hugged Ah Heng, sighed, and sighed again: "It can only be you." Ah Heng patted him on the shoulder, this young man who had been with her for a long time and never left his friends, made her only miss her sincerely. She said, "How much have I changed that you don't recognize?" Da Yi held her head and rubbed it vigorously, his eyes were red: "Little aunt, grandma, we will disappear after we don't play, is it okay?" Ah Heng nodded, choked with sobs, and said, "Okay." He said: "If you do it again, Yan Xi's nine lives are not enough."

Yan Xi watched the two embrace each other, with his hands retracted into his pockets, his heart was like a chrysalis, finding the last strength. He laughed, this is his weakness. Stepping forward, he hugged the two of them silently, weeping quietly. His home, his friends. Incomparably rich in meaning. In the entrance, Wen Siwan stood in the shadows, with his hands hanging limply. He said: "Aheng, you're back." But he couldn't open his arms and give him a big brother's hug. He had already lost his wings because of his surname Wen. So he could only smile slightly, with a small dimple at the corner of his mouth. This is like his father, Ah Heng did not inherit the uniqueness, so he has the unique baptism of fate. He used to cry in his mother's arms after Ah Heng left, unable to be a strong man again: "Mom, why me, why not my sister?" His mother beat him for the first time in his life.She said: "Your surname is Wen, and the men of the Wen family will never back down. Your grandfather didn't back down on the battlefield, it was for his comrades in arms; your father didn't back down at sea, it was for his motherland; and you, for yours. Sister, you can't back down either!" He wept, like a child, mother, mother, a great price. Mother Wen smiled: "How long is the future, Wen Siwan, are you going to admit defeat now?" His mother, recently bereaved, taught him not to give up.And that period of old events is eternal, and even time cannot wash away the heaviness. He looked at Ah Heng. The girl's eyes were filled with a deep alienation, she was at a loss, she whispered: "Siwan, I'm sorry." Siwan smiled: "Why do you say I'm sorry?" Ah Heng thought about why, and said seriously: "I'm sorry, I'm back." She spoke politely and clearly, and it was ridiculous to say sorry to her brother in order to go home. Siwan shrugged: "It's cold outside, come in and talk." Mother Wen, who gave birth to Ah Heng, turned her face cold, and looked at her deeply, almost with cold eyes.Turning his eyes to the beautiful and tall young man, he asked coldly, "Yanxi, why did you promise me?" Yan Xi looked at her with big eyes, without flinching: "Auntie, I have always known, even instinctively." How to make her complete and make her happy. Even, at some point, no one knows better than him, which part of Ah Heng is only meaningful if he has him. Elder Wen sighed: "Xiaoxi and Dayi had breakfast with me, Ah Heng hasn't come back for a long time, so I went to the room with your mother to talk for a while." Then, Yan Xi spent the whole day at Wen's house, but did not see Ah Heng. In the middle of the night, Mr. Wen brewed the third Biluochun, and the color of the soup had faded.He waved his hand: "Xiaoxi, go home." His eyes were wise, but tired. Yan Xi squinted her eyes and stopped at the room where Ah Heng disappeared. Dayi winked at Yanxi, calming down the atmosphere: "Grandpa Wen, we'll come see you tomorrow." Old Wen smiled: "I know you are filial, there are many things at home during the Spring Festival, especially Xiaoxi, who has to make up her own mind, so you just do your own thing. I have the three of them, no matter how bad it is, I still have a bird cage." Dayi groaned, Yan Xi hesitated, and finally, the two got up and bid farewell politely. That room, with its deep secluded passage, was still locked tightly. Siwan chased out the door, and said seriously to Yan Xi: "Don't worry, Ah Heng will be fine." Yan Xi looked at him: "Are you sure?" Siwan smiled, her dimples deepened, and she nodded slightly: "I promise, Yan Xi." The tone was very sacred, as if they had returned to their childhood of friendship and invincibility. Dayi laughed as he walked: "What promise is there? They won't send Ah Heng to the horizon overnight so that you can't see him again." Yan Xi rolled Bai Xue from the ground and smashed him: "You know!" Then, panting heavily, "Sometimes, I wish she was born by me!" Then there will be no such boundless troubles that have no ground for troubles. Dayi picked out his ears and shook his white teeth: "I'll pretend I didn't hear that. If you want to incest in the future, you don't have to kill me as a witness." He smiled again, "Yanxi, I use a A hundred yuan bets you that if Ah Heng was born by you, you will cry to death." Ah Heng knelt before his father's spirit all night. She said: "Mom, Dad doesn't like it here. It's too dark here. Dad likes a place where the sun can shine directly, like the sea." Mother Wen took a stick and hit Ah Heng on the back, every time there was a clear sound. A Heng bowed his head: "Mom, my parents are the ones who hurt my body, hair and skin. I don't dare to hurt my body at will. But, doesn't it hurt when my mother hit me?" Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat from gnashing her teeth, and the corners of her eyes were clean and flawless. . But Wen's mother was crying, and her emotions almost collapsed: "Whoever asked you to come back, whoever allowed you to come back!" Ah Heng's eyes were empty: "Mom, it turns out that you really don't feel pain." Mother Wen's voice became sad: "Your father's painstaking efforts are wasted, my daughter who is so disappointing! What's the use of you, what's the use of you!" Picking up the stick, like crazy, it hit Ah Heng hard. Biting blood from her lips, she stiffened her spine and looked up to see her father's portrait, standing tall on the table, with compassion. I remembered what my father said: "Aheng, if we rush home from Gu's house on your mother's birthday, do you think it will be a big surprise? Ah Heng, don't tell your mother, we will surprise her, pull the hook, haha .” But, mother, you are not happy when I bring father back. Ah Heng suddenly felt very tired, she said: "Mom, if you intend to kill me, go here." Pointing to her head, she looked at her mother with childish and gentle eyes. That stick, downward, dripping with blood, bright red, scary. "If not, I'm very sleepy, can you let me... sleep for a while?" After a while, it will be fine. The woman suddenly realized what she had done, dropped the stick, hugged Ah Heng and burst into tears: "Aheng, Ahheng, Mom is sorry for you!" She couldn't speak, struggled to stand up, touched the door, opened it, there was air in her eyes, and the sound of wind in her ears. Go, go, only the instinct of walking remains. Siwan, who hesitated outside the door for a long time, wanted to help her, but Ah Heng avoided his hand, his eyes were not focused. Stairs, step by step. There was nothing greater than heartbreak, and the back was torn, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He walked into the room, locked the door, hugged the phone, and wept bitterly into the microphone. "Yanxi, I finally lost the nature of loving my mother forever." A child loves its mother's nature.