Chapter 274

I had no words for a night. When I woke up the next day, I saw that the window was whiter and brighter than usual.

Ye Chaoge knew it was because of the snow.

She put on her coat, came to the window, through the window to see the vast white mountains in the distance, but saw snow dancing, mountains ups and downs, what a silver world.

After a while, outside came the subtle sound of footsteps.

Ye Chaoge steps back, closes the window, rubs some cold hands, and goes back to the bed to sit down. Then he makes a sound to tell the people outside that she is awake.

The next moment the sound falls, the door opens, mother Liu and they come in.

Because today is the death day of old lady Qi, led by mammy Liu, all dressed in plain clothes.

Mother Liu felt a little cold in the room when she came in. Looking at the window, she immediately saw the drops of water melting with snow and turned her head to look at her young lady.

His face was calm and innocent.

Mother Liu was amused, but she didn't expose the childish behavior of stealing bells from her family.

Only way: "old slave wait on young lady to make up."

Here ye Chaoge tidies up, there Zhufeng comes to invite people.

By the time we got to the hall, everyone else had already arrived. After a while, the next people would set the table for breakfast, and the food was light and simple.

Perhaps because of the heavy death day, ye Cibai didn't treat ye Chaoge as he did yesterday.

A breakfast is quiet and harmonious.

After a short rest, Qi Jiren got up and said to his daughter and a pair of grandchildren, "let's go. I'm afraid it will snow again later this day. Go and return early."

Qi Jiren was the first to step out of the door.

Qijia cemetery is not far from Zhuangzi. It's on the nearby mountain. The carriage can't go up and stops at the foot of the mountain.

About half an hour later, we arrived at the Qi family cemetery.

Qi family has been in the army for generations, and has always been better than others in Beijing. Until Qi Jiren's generation, he developed Qi family to today's prestige with courage and fearlessness.

Qi Jiren in front of the familiar found Qi old lady's tomb.

"Ah Yan, I brought my daughter and a pair of grandsons to see you. How are you doing down here?"

Qi Jiren, an iron man, is slightly red in his eyes. Although he tries to hide it, he still vaguely hears the choking in his voice.

Ye Chaoge looks at the clean tombstone around him. On the tombstone is engraved with my wife Qi's a Yan, a line of small regular script below, husband Qi Jiren, and the date.

So far, 30 years.

About his grandmother, ye Chaoge had heard about it from Qi, Liu and some old people before.

Her grandfather and grandmother were young couple, and they were very affectionate. Unfortunately, they didn't last long. They died a few years after her grandmother gave birth to her eldest daughter, Qi.

At that time, my grandfather was in his prime. After my grandmother went, there were countless matchmakers. Even the emperor of the time mentioned that he would be a continuation of my grandfather's marriage. All of them were rejected by my grandfather as young girls.

Mammy Chen once said that the reason why my grandfather refused to renew the string at that time was for my mother's sake and for my lost wife's sake. It was only because my grandfather had promised that he would only marry my grandmother in his life.

However, no one thought that my grandmother would die so early.

It is said that on the day of her grandmother's death, she was not in Beijing. She left her last words to break her vows and let her marry again.

And the grandfather turned a deaf ear, for decades, has been adhering to the promise.

The story of my grandparents is so short that it can be explained in one or two sentences, but their affection is very long.

Ye Chaoge raised her eyes and turned her back to her grandfather. Although she couldn't see his face clearly and didn't know his expression at the moment, it's not hard to imagine his look from his trill voice.

On weekdays, my grandfather seldom mentioned my grandmother. No, maybe she never heard him mention her.

Therefore, before that, she naturally thought that with the long time, her grandmother had already become a passer-by.

But when she learned that her grandmother and grandmother had been deeply affectionate, and when she saw her grandmother today, she realized that some people, not mentioning them, did not mean forgetting them. Instead, they were deeply engraved in the bottom of her heart and remembered them alone in the dead of night.

She thought that all men in the world are unlucky, such as ye Tingzhi and Lu Heng

It was not until she met Wei Kai and listened to the past of her grandparents that she knew that she was the one with shallow eyes!

It was once she was bitten by a snake that she decided that there would be no good man in the world.

"Geer, come here and kowtow to your grandmother."

Ye Chaoge came forward and kowtowed three times in front of the tomb, "grandma, I'm ye Chaoge, your granddaughter."

Qi Jiren went over and wiped his face. Then he reached out to help ye Chaoge up and looked at his wife's cold grave. "Yan'er, she is our granddaughter. The emperor has done his best. We have found her back You see, is Ge'er very beautiful? She carved it in the same mold as her mother... "Qi Jiren took ye Chaoge and said something to the tomb for a long time.

Then he called Ye Cibo over, "this year, Bo'er has broken people's heart, but fortunately, he is still around us..."

Qi Jiren is not a person with a lot of words on weekdays. Today, he seems to have accumulated a year's words until today. People who have been talking about things come here and just stop.

Before the end of the ritual, snowflakes began to float in the sky again.

When it was over, snowflakes were dancing all over the sky, and a thin layer of snow was accumulated on the collar of the cloak.

"Ah Yan, it's snowing harder and harder. It's time for us to go back. I'll take them to see you in the next year..." After a pause, Qi Jiren said, "I know you're lonely. Wait for me. When I've arranged for the children, I'll go with you..."

"Father

"Wai Zu!"

As soon as Qi Jiren's voice falls, Qi and ye Chaoge scream together, and ye Cibo looks at him in shock.

Compared with their shock, Qi Jiren waved, "people have a day, but it's a matter of time, you don't have to."

Of course, his day will not be the present. His concern depends on the three people in front of him. Even if it comes to that day, he will arrange them well.

"Well, go down the mountain."

After that, he turned his back and left first without looking back.

Nevertheless, from his rickety back and heavy steps, it is not difficult to see that this iron and strong man, will miss and give up, are forced in the bottom of his heart.

Ye Chaoge turned his head to look at the lonely tomb with drooping eyelids.

In fact, it's not only my grandmother who is lonely, but also my grandfather who lives in the world.

I lost my beloved half