My cat can cultivate immortality

Chapter 94
April 4th is the annual Ching Ming Festival.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Wu Ren and Fei'er came to Yunqingshan Cemetery together.

Yunqing Mountain is located about [-] kilometers southwest of Lingquan City, and it can be regarded as an area that has not been developed much.Later it was enclosed and became a cemetery.

Wu Ren's father and mother were buried there.

I don't know if it's because of that poem, the weather hasn't been very good since the morning, and now it's raining slightly.

Fei'er took out a small purple umbrella from her bag, and wanted to support Wu Ren, but was rejected.Seeing the young man beside him squinting his eyes and looking in a certain direction on the mountain, Mayfair silently raised her hand and grabbed his sleeve.

"Let's go."

Wu Ren smiled, shook the heavy backpack on his shoulders, and walked slowly up the mountain road with Phil.

For a long distance from the foot of the mountain to the top, there are paths and grass.Occasionally one or two cars pass by, but it feels a little cold.The two walked slowly on the road, chatting without saying a word.

"May'er, have I told you what happened before Changqing?"

"Huh? No..."

"This store is actually opened by my parents." Wu Ren smiled, "They are just ordinary small vendors. When I was young, I followed them and set up stalls and sold food in Lingquan streets and alleys. It has been until high school ...It must have been in the second year of high school that I saved enough money to buy such a small building."

Below is the restaurant, above is the home.

Like hermit crabs finally having their own shells, crickets finally dig their own burrows.This place called home, while sheltering the family who have been wandering for many years, also brought Wu Ren the warmest and brightest childhood memories.

For ordinary people living at the bottom of society, being able to eat enough, wear warm clothes, and have a home is already an ideal life.Of course, full of expectations, Wu Ren was admitted to the university in Yanjing very much.

His goal is simple, to find a good job, earn more money, and live the rest of his life in peace and happiness.I don't have any particularly lofty ideals. If I have any, I can only sum it up in two words.

Make money.

After learning about Wu Ren's thoughts, some students complained about his vulgarity.But Wu Ren felt that there was nothing wrong with this.

In fact, the poor often understand the importance of "money" better than the rich.Not for enjoyment, nor for face.Purely, something like money is the only guarantee you can maintain for a little bit of happiness.

As the saying goes——

Money is not everything, but nothing is impossible without money.

He has met many writers on the forum. Although their income is stable, they are not rich.And once a family member gets sick, or something happens, life becomes unsustainable.

The "broken family" in modern society is not that the family wealth is dispersed in ancient times, and people go to the end of the world, but that after the family wealth is dispersed, you find that this indifferent society does not give you a place at all.

Maybe it's just like Mayfair's night years ago - because there is no money, even where to sleep at night is a problem.

"Speaking of which, Fei'er." Wu Ren knocked on the small umbrella beside him, and Fei'er looked over from under the umbrella, "When you graduated, why didn't you want to go home, but stayed here in Lingquan? "

"Because I'm a rebel too."

The girl made a grimace: "I have been told by my parents since I was a child, what to do when I go to college to be promising, and I will feel annoying after listening to it for a long time."

Seeing Fei'er's appearance, Wu Ren couldn't help laughing: "Then why did you want to go back later? I remember when I saw you, you brought all your belongings with you."

Fei'er curled her lips when she heard this, a little embarrassed: "No, it's a little bit, I can't get along..."

"Hahahahaha."

Talking while walking, the two came to the middle of the mountain.

The cemetery is naturally built here.Compared with the desolation of the road ahead, there are already some people on this side.However, it doesn't look like anything particularly good.

The houses built on both sides of the road are all hung with "wreaths", "shrouds", "funeral items" and so on.Looking at the past, there is a colorful scene at the door.

However, even though today is Ching Ming Festival, there are not many people in the cemetery.In the parking lot not far away, there are only a few cars in it.

I don't know if it's because in the past few years, people have paid less and less attention to activities like tomb sweeping, and they still patronize traveling during the holidays.Looking at the scene in front of him, Wu Ren always felt a little empty in his heart.

Shaking his head, he led Mayfair all the way inside.After walking along a gravel road for about 5 minutes, they came to the cemetery.

A flat piece of land is specially opened here as a cemetery, so the specifications of each tomb are basically the same.Looking at the marble tomb and the stone tablet in front of him, Wu Ren was a little dazed.

On the stele were two unfamiliar names.

Even if he knew that this was his parents' names, Wu Ren still felt a little strange.In contrast, the terms he is more familiar with are "Dad" and "Mom".

It's like a lifetime away, is that what you're talking about?

Looking at the tombstone in front of me, the pain from the past has disappeared.Instead, there is a feeling of emptiness.Maybe it has been described in many literary works, but after actual experience, you will find that this feeling is extremely profound.

It was as if a piece of his heart had been gouged out, and the cold wind was blowing into his chest, making him feel a little shaky.

Fortunately, Fei'er gently held his hand, and the warm feeling made him slowly escape from the trance.

After a moment of silence, Wu Ren put down his backpack, took out a folding broom, rag and water, and started cleaning the tombstone.

No need for weeding, just sweep the dust and wipe the tombstones clean.

Then, put flowers and fruits.

Together with Fei'er, Wu Ren lit three sticks of incense and put them in the incense burner in front of the tombstone.Watching the blue-purple smoke gradually drift away, Wu Ren was full of thoughts, but he couldn't remember where to start.

In the end, he just spit out a few words.

"Dad, Mom, I'm here to see you."

Mayfair poked in the back, and then he remembered, and pulled Mayfair in front of him.

"This is Gu Fei'er, my employee and tenant." Wu Ren couldn't help but pause when he said this, "She's mine..."

What to say?
good friend?younger sister?still……

"Uncle and aunt, Wu Ren is my savior. If it weren't for him, I might be a little girl selling matches right now." Fei'er cut the conversation, "Well... it seems that I don't even have any matches. Sell."

"Come on you."

Wu Ren frowned, then smiled and knocked her on the head.

"gone."

Just come quietly, go quietly.All that remains in the cemetery are white flowers, fruits, and burning incense in front of the tombstone.

　Thanks to book friends 161231131303351 for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)