The fast travel is too late

Chapter 12

The offering placed in front of the tombstone was there, and Cen Shen had no intention of taking it back.

It felt like Cen Shen was ready to go back without saying a few words.Xin Wu looked at the grave next to the grave where his grandparents were buried together.

The top was also covered with weeds and no one cleaned it up. There was so much floating soil on the tombstone that it almost covered up the original color of the stone tablet.There was nothing in the small open space in front of the tombstone, no offerings, not even traces of burnt papyrus.It was clean, as if no one had ever come to worship.

He quietly took a look at the name engraved on the tombstone, and it was indeed Cen Xian, that is, Cen Shen's father's tombstone.

But looking at Cen Shen, he had already picked up the basket containing the offerings and toilet paper and was ready to go home.

He had no intention of paying homage to his father.

Looking back at the tombstone that no one cares about, Xin Wu tilted his head, because the relationship between Cen Shen and his father is not very good, so does Cen Shen not want to worship his father?
There are no ghosts in this world, and the worship is just the remembrance of the living for the dead.

There are so many people in the world, and there are people of all kinds.Some people like to be a good elder and give meticulous care to themselves and even other people's children, while some people are used to themselves, and children can only be regarded as a burden to them, and this burden is not sweet. Honey.

And Cen Shen's father, Cen Xian, undoubtedly belongs to the latter group. To put it nicely, he pursues freedom, but to put it badly, he is irresponsible.Because of him, Cen Shen appeared in this world, although he left Cen Shen alone.

But that's okay.

No one stipulates that all parents have to love their children. In fact, parents' love comes from their own wishes and cannot be forced.

So there's nothing wrong with Cen Shen not wanting to worship his father, you can't force someone to confide in someone who has no feelings for him.

Thinking that there was nothing wrong with it, Xin Wu touched the tombstone with his wings. People who abandon their wives and children have no right to complain.

When he looked up, Cen Shen walked away.

Seeing that Cen Shen had reached the small intersection, Xin Wu hurried to catch up. Although she knew the way, the feeling of walking alone was completely different from walking with two people.

There was a sound of flapping wings behind him, Cen Shen turned his head, and the little fat bird had just caught up.His eyes stopped at the place where the little chubby bird had just stopped, which was his father's tomb.

Regarding his father, Cen Shen didn't know what kind of person he was.In his earliest memory, his father and his mother are very vague images.

His mother was from a neighboring village, and in his limited memory, she was not a very talkative person.She always stayed in her room and never went out. The most common thing she did was do embroidery at home. Cen Shen always started to feel dazed when he saw her embroidering.And Cen Shen has never seen her smile before, no, it's not like he's never seen her before.

Cen Shen remembered that after his mother and his father remarried, he secretly went to see his mother. She smiled happily at her future husband's family.It's not that she can't laugh, she just doesn't want to laugh in his house.

As for his father, Cen Shen's memory of him is shallow.He had known since he was a child that his father would not be able to stay at home for long. Especially when his grandfather was seriously ill, that premonition was particularly strong.His father didn't like to talk even more than his mother. He was bored in the study all day long, looking for legends related to immortals. There are still maps in the study that his father bought in the past, whether they were on land or at sea. It’s all there.

Cen Shen didn't understand why his father was so obsessed with finding immortals, just like he still didn't understand that his mother didn't like his father but was willing to marry him without anyone forcing him.

And I don't know if it's his illusion, Cen Shen always feels that his father seems to be very reassuring about him.Just after July [-] after the grandfather died, his father took some people in the village out with his bags on his back, saying that he was going to seek immortal fate, and he never thought about how he, who was only six years old at the time, would live alone.One must know that at that time, his parents had reconciled, and besides his father, he was the only one in the Cen family.

In any case, those are just things in the past. If it was before, although Cen Shen didn't like his irresponsible father very much, he would still pay respects to his grave-sweeping grave in Qingming. for the sake.Just for now, forget it.

"Do you think it was unfilial for me not to visit his grave?"

Facing the little chubby bird who had just followed, Cen Shen asked a wicked question, seeing that the little guy frightened the whole bird stiff because of his words, he suddenly laughed.

The boy's hearty laughter made him rarely show a childish look, and now he looks like what a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy should have.Usually he is gentle and gentle, but there is a sense of youth and age in his conduct.

Usually young people grow old just because they are forced by life and have to grow up early.

Xin Wu was really scared now, she thought that Cen Shen was angry because of her slow movements, so she didn't speak for a long time, who knew that Cen Shen would say such a sentence suddenly, seeing her so frightened that she almost forgot how to fly When I was there, I still gloated and laughed so loudly.

Probably will not love again.

"It's frightening, it's really timid."

A rare evil came up to play with the little fat bird, Cen Shen bent down and picked up the guy who fell on the ground and fell to the ground, gently brushed off the leaves on her body, and walked slowly on the way back. walking.

"A Wu has to be a bird with a big belly, don't get angry."

After poking the little chubby bird whose fur exploded and became round and chubby, Cen Shen changed the subject and talked about his father.

"Ah Wu, do you know? They all said that my father died in a storm at sea and couldn't even find his body. Although I have already made a tomb for him, I don't believe he is really dead, maybe In the future, when I die, I will still see him come back."

When he said the second half of the sentence, Xin Wu noticed that his voice had become deeper and sneered.

Evidently he hadn't noticed it himself, for he went on and on.

"My dad's greatest wish in life is to be able to see what a real fairy looks like. He dared to go anywhere in order to ask for a fairy. After my grandfather died, his behavior became even crazier. I once heard that he found a fairy ruin in Lanhai, but it was occupied by monsters. In order to find the fairy, he confronted the monsters and grinded them to death."

"Even monsters can't kill him, so what is a mere storm at sea? What's more, he is so well prepared before going to sea, how could he not consider the storm at sea." Speaking of this, Cen Shen thought of the study again Even though he only glanced at the pile of maps and the record of the sea trip he had seen, he knew that his father must be well prepared.

"As the saying goes, disaster will last for thousands of years. People like him will not die so easily. Maybe he really met an immortal on the sea. Who knows!"

Finally came to a conclusion, Cen Shen looked back at the ancestral grave that was no longer visible, and smiled mockingly, "Since he is not necessarily dead, it is better to save the grave-sweeping. After all, burning paper for the living will make people People lose their lives."

Xin Wu is as quiet as a chicken, although Cen Shen's mocking face is also pretty, but it's better not to provoke someone who is obviously angry, otherwise it will be bad if the fire burns on her.

No one spoke any more along the way, and the return journey was quiet and fast, and we arrived at Cen Shen's home in the back of the village in a short while.

At this time, Cen Hai was waiting for them to go back at the door.

(End of this chapter)