Chapter 133 Accidental Discovery

I still remember that such gardenia was also planted in the courtyard of the Su family. Unfortunately, after my father died, my mother Ying Ruomin even eradicated the roots and left not a leaf.

I really didn't expect such a piece of gardenia growing in the wild. It is estimated that when it blooms in June and July, it must be very fragrant.

If Dad comes to visit the grave for his grandparents in June or July, he will be as surprised as he is when he smells the fragrance here.

Unfortunately, it's not June and July now, otherwise you can use gardenia to make this wreath. With a little regret, Su Qianai took the wreath, accompanied by the warm breeze, and was ready to return along the original road.

When she returned, she reluctantly looked at the gardenia branches and leaves again. Unexpectedly, this time she had an unexpected discovery - there was a wreath similar to her hand in the gardenia. The color of the wreath was similar to the color of her hand, and the flowers were still stained with flashing dew. It looked like It should have been picked from nearby in the morning to make a wreath.

Su Qianai looked carefully at the back of the wreath and did not see the raised earthen bag. Then she was relieved - it was not a grave, nor was it a wreath used to pay tribute to her relatives like herself.

However, she still looked around left and right. After making sure that she was alone around, the surging childlike innocence made her decide to pick up the wreath and prepare to put it in front of her grandparents' tombstone together.

Only after picking up the wreath, she found that behind the wreath was a short tombstone. She was so scared that she quickly threw the wreath in her hand. Her legs were soft and she almost fell down. She quickly closed her eyes and bowed with her hands folded, saying that she didn't mean to be surprised.

While worshiping, Su Qianai complained in her heart that her hands and feet were cheap.

This tombstone is very short. Behind it is just a slightly protruding small mound. The mound is also full of gardenia branches, surrounded by gardenia branches more than one meter high. If you hadn't looked carefully, ordinary people would not have found such a small grave here.

After a few hurried visits, Su Qianai, who had lingering heart, quickly went to pick up the wreath she had thrown away, and put it in front of the tombstone as it had been before. However, when she put it, she saw the small photo above the tombstone inadtentionally, which made her stunned and couldn't help but look more.

The woman in the photo is very white and thin, with deep eye sockets. Although there is a smile on her face, it makes people feel an indescribable sadness.

It seems that I have seen this woman somewhere!

Su Qianai frowned and thought hard about the photo. She just thought for a long time and didn't remember where she had seen this woman.

Looking at the moss on the tombstone, I know that this monument has been standing for some years, and my rebirth is only more than half a year. Maybe I have seen her somewhere before, and I still have a little impression in my mind.

Su Qianai shook her head slightly, knocked on her head that she didn't think of anything, and wanted to turn around and leave, but her strong curiosity and ghostly asked her to remove the wreath and read the words on the tombstone.

When the two simple lines of words came into her eyes, her whole body was as if she had been suddenly struck by lightning, standing stiffly and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Two lines of words are simply engraved on the tombstone: "The tomb of my beloved wife Chen Lanling, Fudefu Su Chengqing and his beloved daughter Su Qianai cry."

Su Qianai's face became as white as snow, and her lips began to tremage. The two wreaths in her hand fell to the ground again, but she didn't realize it.

Budefu? Su Chengqing? Love your daughter Su Qianai?

God, this tombstone was actually erected by myself and my father!

So, is it your mother lying in this grave?

The mother who gave birth to "myself" in October?

Su Qianai remembered the sentence that his father didn't finish before he died: "Lingling, I..."

Is Lingling in my father's mouth this Chen Lanling, his own biological mother?

Su Qianai, who had been stunned, stood in front of the tomb for a long time. His mind slowly came to his senses and began to think about problems.

I didn't expect that my biological mother's name was Chen Lanling, and she was buried here by my father. No wonder it is full of gardenia flowers. No wonder my father comes here several graves for my grandparents every year! No wonder Dad has the conditions and doesn't want to come to develop here!

So there is a reason for everything!

Su Qianai slowly squatted down, slowly reached out to touch the small tombstone, and read the words on the tablet carefully again. The words "Love Wife" and "No Husband" stung her deeply, making her eyes full of tears.

It seems that my father really loved my mother very much. He had to give up love and lose his mother for his personal future, so he felt guilty for half his life.

Isn't the gardenia in the courtyard the father misses his mother? No wonder those innocent gardenia will be uprooted after their father's death.

She glanced at the surrounding geographical environment again, and her eyes fell on the small tombstone again. Su Qianai's eyes were blurred again. There was a big word "crying" in front of her eyes. She could even see her father squatting in front of the low tomb and talking softly with her mother. Her father's eyes were full of tears of guilt. The water touched the mother's photo on the stone tablet over and over again, tearing my heart.

When his mother was alive, he couldn't do anything for her. After her death, he could only hide her quietly in the corner of this barren mountain. He could only build an inconspicuous grave, a short stone tablet for her, and occasionally find an excuse to sneak over to comfort her.

Maybe this is just not to make the woman at home sad. It's already a woman.

People, one mistake will become eternal hatred.

The sentence my father said before he died, "Lingling, I..." may be a sentence that said "Lingling, I'm sorry for you" thousands of times to his mother's photo.

Su Qianai sighed deeply. In the past, she always blamed her father in her heart, and blamed him for his indecision to harm the happiness of the two women's lives. At this moment, she actually sympathized with her father.

Many times, once a person makes a decision, even if it is wrong, he will insist on making a mistake, because there is no turning back arrow.

Su Qianai reached out and stroked the thin face on the photo, and tears fell uncontrollably again.

What a thin face. There is almost no meat on the face, and some are excessively pale. That's white that has been stored for many years! There is no trace of blood and anger!

This is her mother. Su Qian's heart is in pain. Although this can't really be regarded as her own mother, she has already integrated with her body. The intimate family affection makes her body stingling from time to time.

There is no written age of my mother's birth and death on the tombstone. I can only judge it from the tablet that it has been some years. In other words, my mother has passed away for many years.

I don't know if my mother was still thinking about my father before she died. Like Ying Ruomin, she hated my father for half of her life until she died?

When you have it, you don't know how to have it well. When you work hard, you only feel empty and sad?

Dad and mom are like this. What about yourself and Cheng Yining?

Alas...

Another long sigh spread.

"Xiao Ai--"

"Xiao Ai - where are you -"

"Xiao Ai-Xiao Ai--"

An eager call from far and near interrupted Su Qianai's thoughts. It was the voice of his brother Su Han and Sang Cenqing!

She quickly stood up, quickly skimmed the tears on her face, looked left and right, and did not see their figure, but judging from the voice, they should have come this way to find themselves.

Turning around and looking at her mother's tombstone, she quickly arranged the wreath, picked up the wreath she had made before and was ready to leave. She quickly folded back, knelt down and kowtowed three times at the tombstone. Then she quickly got up and looked carefully at her mother's photo, and then hurriedly walked out.

After walking more than ten meters, I saw Su Han and Sang Cenqing shouting left and right not far away, with an anxious face.

Su Han first found Su Qianai, rushed over, grabbed her shoulders tightly, and said anxiously and distressedly, "Xiao Ai, why did you run so far? I'm scared to death. Are you all right?"

Sang Cenqing also ran over and asked nervously, "How are you, Xiao Ai?"

Su Qianai was afraid that they would see something strange, so she quickly held up a smile, raised the wreath in her hand, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "I'm fine. I just accidentally got lost. Brother, I'm sorry to worry you."

After looking at her carefully, Su Han clenched her hand and breathed a sigh of relief. He said with regret, "Okay, it's okay. It's okay. You're also scared. Your eyes are crying red. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have asked you to come here to pick flowers. Fortunately, nothing happened. Otherwise, I will have to do it in my life. Regret to death. I must ask my mother to scold me.

Su Qianai quickly wiped her eyes with her sleeves and blinked again. Then she laughed playfully: "Brother, do you owe scolding? I have to scold you from my mother when I go back!"

Su Han took Su Qianai's hand and walked back. As he walked, he said, "I didn't take good care of you. It's necessary to be scolded. If something really happens to you, I don't have a good life. Mom doesn't blame me, and I will feel guilty to death.

"Bah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, what are you!" Su Han's words made Su Qianai feel warm, but she still didn't tell her brother what had happened before. She felt that her parents were already from another world, and she didn't want to bring any unhappy shadows to this incomplete family because of them. However, she couldn't help going back after walking a few meters away. A head.

"What is Xiao Ai looking at?" Su Han looked back strangely along her eyes. Of course, he didn't see anything.

"Ah? Er, let me see if Sang Cenqing has kept up. Su Qianai quickly found an excuse, and his eyes immediately turned to Sang Cenqing.

Sang Cenqing seemed to be a little flattered and quickly replied, "I'm coming. I'm coming. I'm right behind you."

Three people came to the grave of their previous grandparents again. Su Qianai found that the grave that had been full of grass had been pulled out, and now a piece of grass had been pulled out, and a lot of paper money was pressed on it.

Sang Cenqing respectfully put the hard-won wreath in front of the tombstone, and then the three of them worshipped each other, and then went down the mountain together and decided to come back tomorrow.

There was no moon at night, and the cold was a little heavy. Su Qianai, who originally wanted to rest earlier, couldn't sleep and was not in the mood to write. She always thought about the scene she saw on the mountain during the day. She lay on the back and turn for a long time. She was very annoyed and covered her head into the quilt.

Just as she toss and turns for a long time, and she was very annoyed, there was a slight knock outside the door.