After dinner, Xu Jiamu went to wash the dishes. When he came out of the kitchen, he happened to see song Xiangsi making bedding on the sofa.

When song Xiangsi heard the footsteps, she turned her head and looked at him. Then she threw the pillow on the sofa at will. She stood up and went to the bedroom where she lived from small to large. She opened the door and said to Xu Jiamu, "you can sleep in this room. I just changed the sheets and covers for you."

Xu Jiamu stood still. First, he looked at the open bedroom door of song Xiangsi. Then he looked at the bedding on the sofa. In a moment, he understood the meaning of song Xiangsi. Without thinking about it, he said, "I sleep on the sofa."

"You must be very tired after driving all day today..."

Song Xiangsi just argued a sentence, saw Xu Jiamu big stride to lie down in front of the sofa.

Song Xiangsi stares at Xu Jiamu and is silent for a while, then opens his mouth and says, "thank you."

Xu Jiamu nodded: "you're welcome."

Song Xiangsi stood at the door of the bedroom for a long time, left a "good night", then entered the bedroom and closed the door gently.

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the next day, Acacia song and his father wake up, and Xu Jiamu has made breakfast.

I don't know if his father had a good rest last night. On this day, he was in a very good state of mind. After breakfast, he proposed to visit his mother in the cemetery.

Before setting out, song Fu specially asked song Xiangsi to find out for himself the Zhongshan suit that song mother had made for himself many years ago.

The tomb of the song mother is buried in the farmland handed down by the ancestors of the Song family. The car can only drive to the side of the road and then walk.

Although song Fu was very energetic, he could not walk a few steps. Finally, Xu Jiamu carried him.

The summer in the south is much hotter than that in Beijing. It is midday and the sun is so hot that people feel dizzy. Xu Jiamu, with his father song on his back, has only gone two hundred meters. His shirt has been soaked through, and his hair has been cut with sweat.

With the side of the song Xiangsi, looking at such a picture, firmly clenched the sunshade in his hand.

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after Song's father was seriously ill, the fields of the Song family had been abandoned, and weeds revived, almost drowning the grave of song's mother.

Song's father came down from Xu Jiamu's back, helped song Xiangsi's hand, and went to the grave. He bent down and tried to pull out the weeds on it. But he grabbed a grass and spent a lot of effort, but he didn't pull it out.

Xu Jiamu stepped over and told song Xiangsi to take good care of his father. Then he bent down and pulled up the grass without saying a word.

The grass had grown very tall and had deep roots. It was very hard to pull them out. Xu Jiamu was sweating all over again. Finally, song Xiangsi couldn't help but pull Xu Jiamu's arm and let him have a rest. He handed over the water bottle he had brought with him.

Xu Jiamu drank most of the bottle in one breath, stood in the shade of the tree, sat with his father for a while, then got up and went to the tomb of song's mother. It took about another hour to clean up the weeds on the head of song's mother's grave.

Song's father stood up and, with the help of song Xiangsi, went to the tomb of song's mother. He stretched out his hand and touched the tombstone of song's mother. Then he motioned Xu Jiamu and song Xiangsi to leave and left him alone. He talked to his wife who had passed away for many years.

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