Chapter 153

When he came to the kitchen, he saw his grandfather in a daze at the vegetable washing pool. Han Zhan asked in a deep voice, "grandfather, do you want to go with us?" After my grandmother died, my grandfather only went to see my grandmother's grave, and never went there again.

Han Aoyu waved his hand and said, "I won't go. Go with the girl song." Seeing the cold cemetery, Han Aoyu is not a taste in his heart. He is old and can't stand the stimulation.

"Well, I'll go with song porcelain."

Han Zhan comes over and pats his grandfather on the back and pinches it hard before leaving.

The mountain where Han Zhan's family is located is all Han Aoyu's territory. His grandmother died without cremation, and was directly buried in a Fengshui treasure land on the top of the mountain. There is a parking lot on the hillside, and the cars are all parked neatly.

All of them got out of the car and climbed more than 100 stone stairs on foot before they came to the cemetery of Lin duanfang, grandmother of the Chinese people.

This is a joint tomb, with grandmother's tombstone on the right and an open space on the left, which is reserved for Han Aoyu. The tombstone is very magnificent. The pure black surface of the tablet is carved with inscriptions, which are painted with gold.

On the top right of the tombstone is a picture of my grandmother when she was old. The grandmother in the picture is wearing a light gray knitted cardigan with a blue floral skirt inside. She is wearing presbyopia glasses and quietly staring at the camera, elegant and calm.

Zhong Buhui put the square table in front of the tombstone, and Han Zhan put the dishes made by Han Aoyu on the table, full of dishes, all of which my grandmother loved to eat.

"Grandma, this is Zhan Zhan." Han Zhanping breathed and put a Durian on the table, "my grandfather asked me to bring you a Durian. Durian is very expensive this year. My grandfather laughs that you are a gold gobbler. When you are gone, you still let the purse in his pocket fly out. "

Hearing this, song porcelain and Zhong Buhui all pursed their lips and laughed.

Han Zhan lights three sticks of incense, goes to the tombstone and kneels down. After kowtowing, he inserts the incense into the censer. Staring at her grandmother's photo, Han Zhan told her, "grandma, I'm married, and I brought my wife back today. Have a look."

Looking back at the song porcelain standing behind him in a smart posture and slightly drooping his head, Han Zhan is in a mess. "Her name is song porcelain. She is beautiful and powerful. She can knit sweaters, cook and fly airplanes. She likes durian just like you

"Like my grandfather, I found myself a gold goblin." After a pause, Han Zhan's voice was filled with a smile: "grandma, if you have a spirit in heaven, you can bless Zhan Zhan and song porcelain to be together for a lifetime."

After hearing this, Song Ci stood on one side in silence.

Han Zhan handed three incense sticks to song porcelain. "Come on, porcelain treasure, give grandma incense."

Song porcelain kneels next to Han Zhan, and she lights the incense. Holding the three sticks of incense, song porcelain looked at the elegant old grandmother in the picture, and then looked up at Han Zhan's firm and handsome face. Some long-standing memories appeared in Song Ci's mind...

eight years ago, the house collapsed when Song Fei threw it into the bathroom during the earthquake. Song porcelain collapsed in one of the corners of the bathroom, but the one with the strongest load-bearing was in the rear corner.

Song porcelain was trapped under the ruins, unable to see the light, did not eat or drink. I don't know how long it took, and finally a ray of light came in. She trembled and opened her heavy eyelids. Slowly, she looked back, vaguely seeing that it was a young soldier in camouflage.

His face was covered with dust, even his eyebrows.

See song porcelain open eyes, still alive, the man's tight gray face, finally split a happy smile. After seeing too many bodies, I finally saw a living man. It was a dawn.

"Don't be afraid, little girl. I'm going to rescue you. You'll be safe right away." He took away the concrete slab across her back waist, and as soon as he hugged her shoulder, the ground began to shake again.

In an instant, the dangerous building tilted and collapsed, and people screamed everywhere. When the house collapsed, it was the man behind her!

Her life was given by Han Zhan...

Song porcelain's sight was blurred.

She held up three sticks of incense and kowtowed deeply to her grandmother. Her forehead was thumping on the ground. Hearing this, Han Zhan couldn't help but remind song porcelain: "porcelain treasure, don't use so much force."

Song porcelain straight up, still very hard knock down.

Han Zhan frowns and thinks about it, but still doesn't stop her. After kowtowing, song porcelain said to her grandmother, "don't worry, grandma. I will love Han Zhan for a lifetime. After that, I'll knit sweaters for brother Han all his life. "

Han Zhan was warm when he heard this.

When she went back, song porcelain pulled Han Zhan, who was going to get on the bus. She said, "brother Han, walk with me for a while. It's not far. It's good to walk."

Han Zhan is looking down at her feet, with a touch of care in his eyes, "toes don't hurt?"

"No more pain."

Han Zhan stopped Fang Shen in front of him and told him, "Uncle Fang, you drive me down the mountain. Let's go for a while."

"OK."

After all the vehicles left, song porcelain and Han Zhan went down the mountain along the asphalt road hand in hand. Han Zhan grew up on the top of this mountain and is very familiar with every plant and tree in this mountain.When he got to the corner of the road, Han Zhan took song porcelain to a big tree. "This sweet scented osmanthus tree is so big that I could smell it just now at the top of the mountain." Song porcelain opened his arms and tried to hold the osmanthus tree, but could not hold it.

Han Zhan goes to her opposite, opens his long arm, and touches song porcelain's fingertip, and holds together the thick trunk of Osmanthus fragrans. Song porcelain looked up at the towering tree, she said: "it must be older than you and me combined age."

Han Zhan withdrew his hand and stood beside song porcelain. "This sweet scented osmanthus tree is over 200 years old. When I was a child, I used to climb up the tree to pick up bird eggs," he said

Hand in the eyes, blocking the strong sunlight, Han Zhan looked up at the top of the tree. Squinting for a few seconds, Han Zhan said: "there is a bird's nest there, I'll go to see if there are any eggs."

Han Zhan took off his coat and handed it to Song Ci's arms. He rolled up his trouser legs and climbed up the tree smartly. Worried that he would fall down, song porcelain quickly told him: "Han elder brother, you step on the steady, don't step on the dead branches."

"Don't worry."

Han Zhan is a big tree climber, and his movements are very steady.

song porcelain looked at his movements, and make complaints about it: "Han brother, you look like a monkey climbing a tree."

Han Zhan almost missed.

"Shut up!" he growled

Song porcelain quickly shut his mouth.

Han Zhan squatted on a branch and looked into the bird's nest. He saw three white bird eggs. Han Zhan lowered his head and said to song porcelain, "there are three bird eggs!"

Song porcelain was very happy. "Take it down!"

"Good."

Han Zhan's left arm was wrapped around a branch above his head, and his right hand reached out to the bird's nest to take away three eggs easily. He put the eggs in his trouser pocket and searched for other bird's nests, but no eggs were found.

"No more."

Song porcelain waved to Han Zhan. "Come down then."

Han Zhan came down from the tree. After landing, he handed the bird's egg to song porcelain like a treasure, and said, "all the eggs are for you."

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