Chapter 2472

He can't manage without entering the cemetery, but if he wants to enter the cemetery, he still has to cross examine and register, so he gets up and puts on his cold down jacket while cursing, picks up his flashlight to go out, and says to the man who just got out of the car: "this is a private territory, you can't enter it casually."

"She's still in there?"

On hearing this, the tomb keeper should be someone the woman knew inside. Looking at the other person's expensive clothes and luxury cars, he thought that they were also rich, so he nodded, "I've been in for a long time. If you want to go in, you have to register."

When he saw the man's face darkened, he began to think about the relationship between him and the woman. He just heard the other person say, "I won't go in, just wait here."

It's a strange man again. It's stupid to stand here and wait in such a cold day. The grave keeper prayed that there would be no more people. Then he went back to the room, but he couldn't sleep. He just sat on the bed and looked into the distance. He could still see the outline of the woman's white dress.

Ding Yiyi cried for a while and felt much better. He picked up his bag from the ground and took out the death application form. After filling in the form, the man named ye nianmo died in the real sense.

If you want to cross this barrier with holly, she knows that, so she has been making decisions by herself this time, but it's one thing to know and one thing to make decisions.

She took out the pen from her bag. The tip of the pen was shaking all the time when it was stuck on the paper, and some marks were soon spotted around the white paper.

If she couldn't, she had to admit his death in person, which was more difficult to accept than the news that he was missing. One didn't pay attention, and the tip of the pen slipped from her hand. She bent down to pick it up, and found the pen, but dropped the application form, which made her give a meal.

A pair of black leather shoes appeared in the sight. Holly bent down to pick up the application form, folded it in half after just looking at it, and then put the pen in her hand into the bag.

He took off his gloves and covered Ding Yiyi's red hand with his warm hand. He said: "wait a minute, it's warm."

Ding Yiyi doesn't speak. She just looks at the man in front of her. She hopes to be a happy man.

In this life, without ye nianmo, she is doomed not to be happy, but if she can make her best friend happy, she will.

Holly saw that her hands were covered with heat, not as cold as before. She took out the gloves and put them on carefully. The gloves were a little big, so it was hard for them to fall down.

Ding Yiyi took the initiative to take his hand and laughed. His nose, which was a little red with cold, moved like a little rabbit.

"So it won't fall off."

Holly a Zheng, look gradually warm, "good."

In the car, the heating was on very well, and they sat quietly, with the wiper brushing away the fog in front of the windshield.

"I have something to tell you." Holly starts.

Ding Yiyi answered, because she had cried, her eyes were still swollen, so she sat on her side to cover her eyes.

"You and I have passed the age of only love. To tell you the truth, today, a marriage letter is of little significance. As long as we can be together, you are willing to let me take care of you, which is enough.

Even if we don't get married, we can still stay together until we get old. When one day we can't walk, and I can't walk, we will go to the nursing home hand in hand, watch the sunset and recall together. "

He took out a gift box and opened it. There were two simple rings in it. "Even if you don't get married, are you willing to accompany me for the rest of my life?"

Ding Yiyi stretched out his right hand in response. Although he did not say a word, he had already said everything.

She found that her right index finger was still wearing the wedding ring with ye nianmo. The other party had paid too much. She couldn't hold everything in her hand forever and let the other party give way blindly.

She was going to take out the ring of her index finger, but Holly stopped her. He took out a smaller ring and put it into her middle finger. She said in a warm voice, "some people say that wearing the ring on the middle finger means that we are in love. Let's fall in love for the rest of our lives."

“……”

Knowing that Ding Yiyi and Dongqing don't plan to hold a wedding, or even hold a banquet, they do it in silence. Ye Chuqing thinks it's too hasty. If they don't even hold a banquet, they call ye Shuimo and ask her to follow suit.

Ye Shuimo is relieved. If she doesn't get the marriage certificate, it means that her mother doesn't need to apply for her father's death. Her heart is full of flesh. She knows that this idea is selfish, but she can't help it. How painful it is for her mother to admit her father's death, she can't even think about it.

If she wants to find her father, she should at least tell him about it, but unless the other party takes the initiative to contact her, she doesn't know where to look in the vast sea of people.

Ye nianmo is very cautious. If he doesn't want to be known, even ye Miao can't find out.

They couldn't find anyone, but the time came to Laba Festival. In the Ye family, all the women in Laba have always been in the habit of making porridge together. At the beginning, the old lady took them with her. Now the old lady has been dead for many years. Xia Yihan takes over the meticulous tradition of continuing the Ye family.

Four years ago, ye nianmo's life and death were unknown. She was so hard hit that she left her hometown and settled abroad. So the habit of taking everyone to eat Laba porridge fell to Ding Yiyi.Early in the morning, Ding Yiyi called Ye Shuimo to work with ye Chuqing in the kitchen. Ye Chuqing is a master of Western cuisine, but he is confused about Chinese food. He just shouts that he can do it, otherwise no one will have to eat it today.

Ye Bo is going to work today, and song Mengjie is going back to his mother's home today. Song Shuhao is not in good health now, so he has to go to the hospital for a physical examination today. However, his wife doesn't care, so she can't take her baby to the hospital, so let her stay at Ye's home first.

Baby is doing homework, asked "teacher let write Laba porridge origin."

Ye Shuimo had specially checked it before, and he was willing to show off his knowledge when he had the opportunity: "it is said that in the northern part of ancient India, that is, the southern part of Nepal today, there was a king of Jingfan in the kingdom of kapirovi. He had a son named jotama Siddhartha. When he was young, he felt the anguish of life, old age, illness and death, found that social life was futile, and he was extremely important to the Theocracy of Brahmanism dissatisfaction.

So when he was 29 years old, he abandoned the luxurious life of the royal family, became a monk, practiced yoga, and practiced asceticism for six years. About 525 BC, one day, under a bodhi tree of Buddha JIAYE, he fully realized Taoism and founded Buddhism. According to historical records, this day is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month in China. Because he is a member of the Sakya people, later Buddhists honored him as Sakyamuni, which means a sage of the Sakya people.

It is said that before Sakyamuni became a Buddha, he practiced asceticism for many years. He was so hungry that he decided not to practice asceticism any more. At this time met a shepherdess, send him chyle food. After eating the chyle, he regained his physical strength and settled down under the bodhi tree. On December 8, he became a Taoist. December is the twelfth month in the summer calendar, so December 8 is called Laba. "

Baby a curl his mouth, "I can't stand hungry."

When the three were happy, Ding Yiyi put black rice, jiangmi, black beans, raisins, jujubes, glutinous rice, job's tears, lotus seeds and peanuts into the water to clean them.

"If this Laba porridge is to be delicious, it can't use natural gas. It has to be slowly boiled with coal and a special casserole for porridge, and then put rock sugar instead of sponge sugar. It's delicious."

Ye Chuqing laughs: "in the past, when my brother was in Laba, he would lead you home to eat. At that time, you could eat a big bowl."

Ding Yiyi said: "yes, if there is a chance, I also want him to taste my Laba porridge."

This topic is a bit heavy, two people are silent at the same time, put the clean materials into the casserole, ye Shuimo went to the garden to burn eight porridge.

The fire was technical. She looked at the air coming from the briquette, but there was no fire. She felt strange. Originally she thought it was fun and wanted to start, but now she was frustrated.

"You haven't done it since you were a child. Of course you can't do it." Ding Yiyi squatted down and took out a piece of the smoking coal ball. Then she took a piece of newspaper to light it and put it into the coal ball. When the coal ball got thick smoke, she flashed away with a fan, and the fire suddenly came out. Then she picked up another coal ball and pressed it up.

"Wow."

She laughed, "when I was very young, sometimes I had to burn coal at home. At that time, I was very young. I couldn't understand other things, so I could only help your grandfather run errands and burn coal balls. Once I saw no fire, so I got close to see that the coal ball suddenly burst out of the fire and burned half of my eyebrows. Later, your grandfather taught me a lesson for a long time."

Ye Shuimo squatted to listen and suddenly said, "Mom, have you decided to live abroad with Uncle Holly?"

Ding Yiyi was stunned, "doesn't Shuimo want me to go?"

The latter nodded, "I can't bear you."

Ding Yiyi smile, want to touch her, but feel that the hand just touched the food is not suitable, then changed to pat her, "silly child."

Seeing that she was ready to get up and go, ye Shuimo suddenly got up, "Mom, actually..."

"Porridge, get out of the way." Ye Chuqing came out with a pot and interrupted their conversation.

Ding Yiyi quickly went to help flatten the casserole, while distracted and asked: "ink, what did you just want to say?"

"Nothing." Ye Shuimo didn't dare to say any more. He just told a lie and left.

In the evening, the family ate Laba porridge. Ding Yiyi saw Ye Shuimo's desire to talk and stop. Knowing that she had something in mind, he told ye Miao to pay more attention when they were ready to leave for home.

After returning home, ye Miao put the Laba porridge in the refrigerator. Ye Shuimo went upstairs and said, "I'll take a bath."

In the bathroom, ye Miao pushes open the bathroom door just as he fills the bathtub with water.

He hugged people, chin resting in the white neck socket, rubbed: "mom said you look wrong today, let me communicate with you."

Ye Shuimo sighed, "maybe I'm too headstrong and selfish. I always hope my father and mother can get back together, but I feel sorry for uncle Dongqing."

Her face was red and gorgeous by the steaming water vapor, which was moistened from the inside to the outside. Ye Miao pecked at her side, "I think so, too."

"But we can't find dad. He may not want to see us again at all."

"I can." Ye Miao eyes color gradually thick, long and beautiful eyelashes stained with a lot of water mist, "maybe he is really powerful, but also look down on me."No longer talking about it, he removed the clothes of the people in front of him. Dayi Bingran said, "he smells of coal."

"Is it?" Ye Shuimo raised his hand and smelled it. He seemed to smell it, so he turned to get the essential oil.

In the misty fog, the narrow waist is indistinctly wrong, and the perfect figure proportion can be seen at a glance. The snow-white skin is as cold and white as the white porcelain diamond.