Chapter 165 Extra Autumn Leaves Floating

It was also the drizzling Tomb-sweeping Day. I held an umbrella in one hand, one holding a small leaf and a bag containing flowers and dark paper. I walked on the muddy path and came early to my aunt's tomb in front of a hillside on the outskirts of G County to pay tribute.

Looking at the small grave covered with all kinds of weeds, I couldn't help feeling sad.

My aunt is the closest person in the world.

When I was five years old, my parents died one after another. I felt that I was so young that I couldn't remember them at all. Since I can remember, I have lived with my aunt.

My aunt has always loved me. She has never scolded me, let alone hit me. All the good things at home are for me to eat first. As long as I make a request, she is always satisfied.

For me, my aunt is my mother and mother. She supported me in a small world alone. She gave me all my fatherly and maternal love, so that my heart never felt lonely and sad.

Such a day lasted until my aunt died of serious illness. That year, I was seventeen years old.

I slowly put the little leaf aside, let her stand with an umbrella, and then carefully put the bunch of gardenia in the bag neatly in front of the tomb.

I slowly squatted down and gently stroked the photo of my aunt engraved on the tombstone. The aunt in the photo was exactly the same as when she was alive. The only difference was that she always had a shallow smile in the photo, and my aunt in my impression rarely had a smile.

Yes, today is Tomb-sweeping Day, and my aunt will naturally be happy. For only a few days every year, my aunt will have a rare smile on her face, and Qingming is one of them.

I forced a smiling face to answer my aunt's smiling face: "Auntie, do you think this flower smells good? This is your favorite gardenia. It's rare to have it in this season.

It is true that although the leaves of gardenia are evergreen, the flowering period of gardenia is only from May to July every year, and few people buy gardenia in flower shops, especially such off-season.

But people in this world are really smart. As long as you want, as long as you have money, they can always find a way to help you get them, no matter how difficult they are. Since the year my aunt died, I have signed a long-term contract with a flower planting base. Every year on the Qingming Festival, the 13th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar and the winter solstice, they will provide me with a bunch of blooming gardenia at a high price.

It's good to have money!

I sighed while burning the ghost paper.

There are too many people in the world who take money too seriously. The so-called death of people for money and birds for food seems to be the unchanging pursuit of people.

It has been raining for a few days. At this moment, it has completely stopped. The sun in the sky unexpectedly put aside the dark clouds and sprinkled a piece of light, which surprised me very much.

I turned around and waved to Xiao Yezi standing not far away: "Xiao Yezi, put down the umbrella and come and burn some paper money for your aunt. She will bless you to grow up healthily."

Xiao Yezi listened to me very much. He immediately put down his umbrella, slowly walked to me and squatted down. Then he took a pile of paper money from my hand and learned from me, burning them one by one.

It's just that although her movements were not slow, she still didn't say a word during the whole process, and there was no expression on her face.

But when I saw her like this, I was already very happy for her. At least I said that she would do it immediately. When I met her in the orphanage a year ago, she would only be completely immersed in her own world.

"Auntie, Ye Zi and Xiao Ye Zi came to burn paper money for you. How are you doing over there?"

At this time, my nose became sour.

How can my aunt live a good life in that cold world alone?

She still has concerns and worries. She should still be unwilling. How can she live a good life?

If my aunt can speak, even if she answers the word "good", I know that she is just comforting me.

I sucked my nose and continued to chatter, "Auntie, I'm doing well. Don't worry. Xiao Ai is also doing well. I saw her the other day, but she didn't see me. No, she should have seen me, but she just didn't know me. She is still so beautiful, but a little wayward, but it's normal for the daughter of a rich family to have a little temper. Auntie, don't worry.

I know that Xiao Ai is my aunt's biggest concern in the world. In order to know more about Xiao Ai and tell my aunt, I have thought of a lot of ways to get close to her, but her life circle is really too different from mine. I really can't squeeze in, so I have to choose a time to go to her often after a while. I touched her where I appeared, and I also tried to pay more attention to her.

"Auntie, you must bless Xiao Ai to live a good life." Speaking of this, I smiled bitterly.

If there is really a so-called "spirit in heaven", aunts and uncles will not be so miserable for half their lives. As long as they go to the graves of their ancestors and burn more paper money and knock more, won't they?

If I can, I will also give my grandparents a few more kowtows and ask them to help me keep Brother Song, so that he will not have the idea of flying out of G County, and quietly and plainly accompany me in G County for the end of my life.

Brother Song...

I don't know how he is doing now, I don't know if he has realized his so-called willingness to be an upper class, let alone if he still has a place for me in his heart. Will he occasionally turn me out from the bottom of my heart?

Or he has already left me behind and met a woman he loves. He has created a warm home for this woman. Maybe there is also a lovely child, and the family of three is enjoying the joy of family.

It's not impossible. You should know that he has left G County for so many years. With his intelligence and aggressiveness, he will definitely be able to work for his own career.

Alas...

I couldn't help sighing again. Looking at the little leaf squatting aside and seriously burning paper money and still didn't say a word, I had an indescribable sadness in my heart.

The reason why I took her in at the beginning was that I felt that she was as pitiful as I was when I was a child. I had no father or mother. At least I still have an aunt's love, but Xiao Yezi can't get anyone's love, so I named her Xiao Yezi and took her with me.

Of course, there is another reason. I was pregnant once when I was a junior, but because I was young and didn't know how to take care of it, I had a miscarriage when my child was four months old.

That child, of course, belongs to Tao Baisong. He is the only man I have loved in my life, the only man I have given my body and mind, and the only man who makes me unforgettable.

Although it has been so many years, I still remember the first time I talked to him.

At that time, I was in the second year of junior high school, and he was in the third year of junior high school.

In order to squeeze out more time to study, from the second year of junior high school, I didn't go home for lunch, so I had a meal in the school canteen.

In fact, my aunt gives me a lot of pocket money every day, especially Chinese food. My aunt always asks me to go out to cook a dish to eat, but I always think it's a little far from school and I don't want to waste this time. I'm not picky about food, so although the food in the canteen is not very delicious, I can accept it.

There are a lot of people eating in the canteen at noon. I come a little late every time. When my classmates are almost ready to eat, I will come again, so that I won't queue up for food and dinner. Then I will sit in the corner, and sometimes I will take a book while eating and reading.

At that time, I noticed that there was a tall and thin boy, who, like me, likes to come late and eat in this corner.

The reason why I am curious about him is that he eats three hard steamed buns with pickles every time, and he eats them very fast every time. It looks a little difficult for me to understand, because I always feel that plain and tasteless steamed buns are the worst thing in the world.

Later, he seemed to find that I always looked at him and became shy, and he no longer devoured steamed buns like that.

One day later, I suddenly found that his lunch had changed from three steamed buns to two steamed buns!

So I quietly went to inquire about his situation and realized that his family conditions were very bad. His parents died early and he lived with his uncle. There were many children in his uncle's family. If it hadn't been for his good grades and the teacher's many visits, his uncle would have let him drop out of school.

It is said that his tuition is free in the school, but there is nothing he can do in the school. His uncle only gives him very little living expenses. Occasionally, the teacher will help him a little, and he will go out to do some small jobs, but for him who is in his long health, eating a few steamed buns is nothing. What about it? But I can't even eat steamed buns.

When I heard about these situations at that time, I didn't know why I felt particularly distressed.

At noon that day, I went to the position I used to sit in after class. I didn't go to cook, but just sat and waited for his arrival.

When there were more than half fewer students eating in the canteen, I saw Tao Baisong in a yellowed sweatshirt quickly walk to the canteen window, bought two leftover steamed buns in the canteen in the morning, and then sat down not far from me and took out a glass jar from a small cloth bag. I knew it was from home. Pickles brought in.

Seeing that he was about to eat, I gently shouted at him, "Hey!"

Although I knew his name was Tao Baisong, I also practiced calling his name many times in my heart, but when I saw him, I still couldn't call out his name.

He seemed to be a little surprised. He looked left and right. It was true that there was no one left or right. Then he looked at me suspiciously, pointed to himself and asked uncertainly, "Call me?"

"Hmm." I nodded quickly, pointed to my pretending to be uncomfortable leg, and asked him in a low voice, "Classmate, can you buy me two meals?" I have a leg disease. The doctor said to walk less.

It's rare for me to lie. I lied to a boy for the first time. When I said it, my face had already turned red to my neck.