May you be so deep in love

In the afternoon, the group went to the fields on the outskirts of the small county to shoot several sets of locations, and the day's location shooting came to a successful conclusion.

All that was left was to go back to the photo studio in Sioux City to shoot the interior scenes.

Early the next morning, Xu Juncheng took Rourou to eat local Gela Tiao and Xiaolongbao. After a hearty meal, he took the bodyguards to Xu Juncheng's hometown.

The town is about half an hour's drive away from the county seat, all the way to the north along the only asphalt road, the poplar trees on the roadside are still a little bare, unlike the southern cities where the roadsides are full of camphor, there is no greenery here.

Gentle is a novelty to see. I used to travel to the north in midsummer, and it was the first time I came to a northern city in late winter and early spring.

"What do you think?"

Xu Juncheng reached out and took her hand, held it in his palm and rubbed it together.

"I didn't think about anything, I just felt that the scenery was a bit bleak, and it was different from the early spring in the south."

"Northern characteristics."

Gentle leaned on his shoulder, looking at the scenery outside, only felt that the straight poplar forest could not be seen at a glance, and the branches intersected above the road, covering the light above the head.

"very nice!"

Xu Juncheng: "What's so good?"

"It's good to be with you."

Xu Juncheng didn't speak for a long time, and finally touched the back of her head, and said with a smile: "Silly girl."

Drive along the road to the entrance of the village, there is a small shop on the side of the road, Xu Juncheng took Rou Rou and went in together, bought some firecrackers, cigarettes and wine, the owner of the small shop stared at Xu Juncheng's face for a long time, and finally Can't help but ask: "Are you, the young man named Cheng Cheng from the old Xu family?"

The old boy Xu Juncheng showed embarrassment, took a look at Wen Rou, and nodded: "It's me, uncle, do you still remember me?"

"Then why don't you remember? You are a famous person in a radius of tens of miles. Your parents are gone, and the siblings can still get along so well. Everyone uses you to educate their children. How can you not remember you?"

Xu Juncheng's old face flushed, and he felt a little embarrassed to be looked at by Wen Rou.

After being dragged and gossiped by the owner of the small shop, he hurriedly dragged Rourou away.

After getting into the car, Wen Rou couldn't help laughing at him: "Positive and typical?"

Xu Juncheng raised his hand and pinched her face again: "Look at you smiling, your husband has become a positive teaching material, but you didn't believe it the first time."

The car turned off the main road from a thick poplar tree, and walked crookedly along the cement road that was one car wide. Accurate."

It is so accurate that the wheels go a little bit off, and they are about to fall into the ground next to them.

Xu Juncheng chuckled helplessly, and explained: "This is not connected to every village. This is the first 300 million I earned from the hot pot restaurant back then, and I donated it to the road built in the village."

The 300 million at that time was not the same as the 300 million today.

The cement road, which is just over one kilometer long, cost a total of 300 million yuan to build it into such a ghostly appearance. I really don't know if those people buried gold under the road surface.

He didn't want to find out that the person who contracted the process back then was considered his cousin according to the seniority in the village.

Think of it as sending money to those relatives in disguise.He has tried to take care of the people in his hometown all these years. He just thinks that the graves of his grandparents and parents are still in his hometown and that he can be properly taken care of.

Xu Juncheng has not come back to visit the grave for many years, and has been entrusting the family members of a few employees in the company who have been taken out from their hometowns to take care of them, and usually help with weeding and the like.

Following the route he remembered, he asked the driver to drive the car near the graves of his parents and grandparents.

He was a little dumbfounded when he opened the car door.

The wasteland around the parents' grave was reclaimed and filled with poplar trees.

When he got closer, Xu Juncheng's face immediately turned livid.

Gentle was also dumbfounded.

The two tombs were covered by weeds, surrounded by poplar trees as thick as bowls, and the area of ​​the cemetery was squeezed to the very last.

And the grass in the tomb is full of all kinds of domestic garbage, densely packed, even spreading to the surrounding poplar forest, and there is a faint stench, making it difficult for people to get close.

Covering her nose gently, she looked at Xu Juncheng worriedly.

His face was as ugly as it was ugly.

He never imagined that these people in the village would use the cemetery of his parents and grandparents as a garbage dump for the whole village. Outside the poplar grove, near the only cement road in the village, a low garbage house was built with garbage scattered all around. There was billowing smoke.Apparently, the way to dispose of garbage in the village is to burn it all.

The ones that couldn't be burned, those with soup and water, were thrown into the graveyard of Xu Juncheng's parents, or even on the grave.

Wen Rou, who never liked feudal superstition, felt that the people in this village were too much.Not to mention that Xu Juncheng has donated money to the village over the years and given jobs to many people in the village. Even if those people don't work hard, they still get high salaries.Even if there is a feud between the two families, they wouldn't insult the graves of other family's ancestors like this, would they?
The more you think about the insult, the more angry you get, your eyes turn red, and you can't help cursing: "Is there anyone who bullies people like this? What have you done to feel sorry for them, to treat you like this?"

She was so angry that she broke off a long branch as thick as a one-yuan coin from the poplar tree, and rushed into the village with it: "I'm going to reason with them, but I want to ask who is so vicious and shameless, dumping it in other people's cemeteries." rubbish."

She turned around and rushed into the village.

But Xu Juncheng hurriedly caught up with her and held her back. Seeing that she was so angry that tears were in her eyes and her chest was heaving violently, it was obvious that she was really angry.The gentle temperament has always been mostly flat or even indifferent, and there are rarely moments when emotions fluctuate so violently.

The original anger in his heart immediately healed a lot.

"Don't go."

It's meaningless, so what if you make a fuss?
I thought about moving the graves of my grandparents and parents, dug up the graves and cremated them again, and stored the ashes in a Buddhist temple, but then ran aground again.

Why run aground?

Is it because I still have a little affection for those people in the village, and I don't want to make matters worse?
It's good now, don't hesitate anymore.

"I know what to do. Let's set off the firecrackers and burn the paper money. Just let them know that I've been back! Don't quarrel with them, it will lower your grade for nothing!"

Xu Juncheng gently patted her on the back with tenderness in his arms, and comforted her for a long time before she finally calmed down.

Even though she had calmed down, she still spoke angrily: "Is that the way to go? At the very least, we need to find someone to clear away all the garbage from the tomb. It's shameful to pile it up here."

Xu Juncheng said his plan.

Only then did Wen Rou calm down: "That's how it should be! These people are relying on you to know how to be grateful, but they suck blood vigorously, and still bully you like this. Move the grave away, and I will never have anything to do with these people in the future!"

Xu Juncheng had already calmed down, he lowered his head and pinched her face: "Okay, it's okay! Don't be angry!"

"It really pissed me off."

"I know, you love me."

With a puffy face, Wen Wen was led helplessly by him and went back to the cemetery.

Including the driver, the five of them worked together to clear an open space in front of the cemetery, and Xu Juncheng did it himself to remove all the garbage that had been thrown on the grave of his parents.

Several people unpacked the sacrificial supplies such as paper money, and Xu Juncheng came over and divided them into four parts, and put two parts in front of the two graves.

"Grandpa, grandma, dad, mom, who do you think I brought here today?"

He took a gentle hand and stood still in front of the grave.

Tenderness can't tell who is who.

Xu Juncheng had already pulled her down to kneel down.

There is rubbish all around, but it doesn't affect the sad atmosphere in the cemetery in the slightest.

Wen Rou thought of the years when Xu Juncheng lost his parents at a young age, often ate and drank shamelessly in the village, and was often abused, bullied and looked down upon, and felt distressed.

The paper money quickly burned out, Xu Juncheng took a piece of paper money and lit the firecrackers around the cemetery before the flames went out, and the group hurriedly evacuated.

As soon as Rou Wen got into the car, Xu Juncheng was still outside the car, when he heard someone shouting hurriedly not far away: "Juncheng, why didn't you tell us when you came back? I know it's you who came back. Come back to visit your grandpa and grandma's grave?"

Xu Juncheng seemed to be a person with a half smile, but he was the secretary of the village party committee and his cousin.

The village party secretary chased after him with a smile on his face, Xu Juncheng didn't talk nonsense with him, and got into the car directly.

The village party secretary hurriedly patted the car window outside: "Don't be in a hurry, look here...it's almost noon, go home and have a meal before leaving, I have something to tell you."

"I won't eat. If you have anything to say, you can just talk about it. I didn't come back on a special trip. I came back to do other things. I'm in a hurry to leave. You can make a long story short!"

The village party secretary became anxious when he heard this, and he didn't want to prepare for a long time. He really said directly: "Juncheng, you promised to donate to the village to buy two harvesters for public use. Is it still worth it? What exactly?" When will the donation be available?"

Relying on his seniority, the village party secretary is Xu Juncheng's cousin, so he speaks so directly, it's really rude.

Xu Juncheng raised his eyebrows, and then remembered that he drank some wine at a party last year, and the veterans from his hometown in the company took advantage of the drunkenness to persuade him to donate money to buy a harvester.

At that time, when he heard that his village had to fight with the neighboring village every year because of the rental harvester, he was really anxious, and finally promised to donate two harvesters to the village!

"I remembered." Xu Juncheng apologized, "Oh, I forgot about this after I finished talking about it. Don't worry, I'll take care of it when I get back. Brother, you also tell the uncles in the village, I'm anxious I won’t go to see them anymore. In a few days, someone will come to move the graves of my grandparents and parents. Don’t stop them. I want to send them to a Buddhist temple to receive some incense. I asked the master to calculate it, and he said yes This is the best luck for the whole village.”

When the village party secretary heard it, his heart skipped a beat, and he didn't quite believe that the move of the grave was for the good luck of the whole village.

Before he could decide whether to ask Xu Juncheng for another guarantee, the car started with a roar.

The village party secretary hastily stepped aside and watched Xu Juncheng close the car window and leave.

When the car drove back onto the main road, Wen Rou asked uncertainly: "You promised to donate the harvester as a way to slow them down, not really intending to donate, right?"

Xu Juncheng looked at her appreciatively, squeezed her hand, and laughed: "That's natural."

The cemetery at home has been ruined like that, if he still wants to donate to the village, it will be really cheap.

It's just that even if you know what to do intellectually, it still hurts emotionally.

When people get older, it is inevitable that they will become more attached to their hometown, and even have the idea of ​​returning to their roots.Now the people in my hometown treat their family like this...

Rourou was beside him, seeing his sad face, she hurriedly held his hand, and comforted him softly: "Actually, people in the village are basically like this. In our family, before my father started his own business, he worked in the flour mill in the village At that time, he bought a second-hand truck and started to build his own food company. At that time, our family lived in a dilapidated small yard in the village, and there was a big ginkgo tree at the gate. I don’t know who rumored that the feng shui of that ginkgo tree is very good for our family’s wealth.”

"And then the ginkgo tree died?" Xu Juncheng could guess.

Wenrou couldn't help but sneered: "Yes, I was scalded to death with boiling water. How vicious do you think people's hearts should be, and how crazy can jealousy make people?"

Xu Juncheng knew that she was trying to comfort herself.

Why doesn't he know the darkness and viciousness of the human heart, but he has always been reluctant to believe that his relatives in his hometown are also so vicious.

Maybe he wouldn't be so sad and angry when others came to destroy his family's ancestral grave.

Those people, whose family more or less depended on his company for a living, secretly envied their family's fortune and wished they could level their ancestral graves.

What kind of jealousy would do such a thing?
Xu Juncheng remembered that during the Ching Ming Festival, when he proposed to go back to his hometown to go to the grave, he would be stopped by several fellow villagers in the company, each of them patted their chests and said, "Mr. Xu doesn't need to worry about the family grave."

He was also confused, why didn't he have any doubts?
After clenching the gentle hand, he was suddenly a little vulnerable, leaning his tall body sideways on her shoulder.

Gentle but also slightly sour in the bottom of her heart, she knew that no matter how much she comforted her, the one who should be sad was still sad, it was like gouging out the abscess on the body, everyone knew it would be healed, but the pain that should be there would not be less.

The car sped all the way back to the county seat, Xu Juncheng didn't even feel like staying another night, so he packed his things directly, even if he rushed back to Su City by night, the group of people had to set off immediately.In the middle of the night, when I returned to the villa by the lake, Wen Wen leaned against Xu Juncheng and fell asleep, and was hugged by him directly. When he was going up the stairs, he suddenly woke up and subconsciously hugged him tightly.
"Just let me down."

"It's all here."

His family brought him into the bedroom and kicked the door shut.

Sensing the dangerous aura, Rourou couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Aren't you tired?"

"Not tired." Xu Juncheng threw him directly onto the bed, and then jumped on him.

What is different from usual is that this time, Xu Junxiang is a wild wolf on the verge of breaking out, facing its prey with a brutal attitude and completing a hunt

When Rourou went to take a bath, she saw several red marks near her shoulder and collarbone. She pouted and went back to the room and wanted to say a few words about him, but after venting, she fell asleep on the bed.

Ruan walked over and felt uncomfortable, so she raised her hand and pinched his arm severely.

Xu Juncheng was still squinting, begging for mercy unconsciously: "Woo... I was wrong..."

Wen Rou was amused, let go of her hand, and fell asleep in his arms.

The two of them were still sleeping early the next morning, and Aunt Li came over anxiously and knocked on the door: "Juncheng, Wenrou...are you awake? Jiani has a fever."

As soon as Wen Rou heard it, she rolled over and got out of bed, put on her pajamas, opened the door and went out.

Aunt Li was also very anxious: "I was fine all night, but I was crying pitifully just now, so I tried my forehead and found that I had a fever."

Recently, when the seasons change again, Wen Jiani basically gets sick every time the seasons change.

Wenrou hurried to the baby's room, Wen Jiani was already crying, and Xu Juncheng's family doctor was examining her with his head down.

Rourou waited anxiously for a while before the doctor put away the stethoscope: "The lungs sound fine, and the temperature of the fever can be controlled. Let's try physical cooling first. If the temperature exceeds 38 degrees and can't be controlled, then send it to the hospital. Bar."

Gentle stayed by the crib, feeling so distressed.

"Mom really shouldn't have left you and ran to northern Anhui. Today, mother will stay at home with you."

Because I came back one day earlier than expected, Gentle's day of vacation happened to be vacant.

Xu Juncheng soon got dressed and ran in, worried and tried Wen Jiani's temperature again, took a warm wet towel and wiped Wen Jiani's body, and put on the fever-reducing stickers on the baby.

"Go to work if you have something to do in the company. Your daughter's fever is not as dangerous as before. I'll just keep watch."

"I ask the family doctor to stay here."

"it is good."

Xu Juncheng's body has already recovered [-]%, as long as he has regular check-ups and takes medicine on time.

Rourou was watching over Wen Jiani at home, and when it was past two o'clock in the afternoon, the baby's thermometer dropped a little bit, and he stopped crying a lot, and fell asleep after drinking milk for a while.

She carried Wen Jiani to the master bedroom. The mother and daughter were lying together. She was still not sleepy, so she took her mobile phone to check if there was any news, only then did she find a message from Wen Liang: "Have you returned to Su City? you."

Rourou sent him the address: "Jiani has a fever, come to me. Come to my house and sit down."

"I have two classes in the afternoon, and I'll see you after class."

"Bring me a cappuccino from the library coffee shop."

Wen Liang immediately rolled his eyes back: "Got it."

It was almost 05:30 before Wen Liang rang the doorbell with a cup of coffee in his hand. Rourou had already fallen asleep and took Wen Jiani to play in the living room on the first floor.

The little guy has been able to stand up while holding on to the fence, but his legs are still softer than normal full-term babies, and he will fall if he stands for less than a minute.Rou Rou watched her crawling around on the cushion, playing with the rattle, and beckoned when Wen Liang came in: "Come here, take a look for me, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Where's Aunt Li?"

"I went to buy anti-fever stickers for the baby."

Wen Liang walked to the side and sat down, and started playing with Wen Jiani in his arms. The bigger the child, the more fun it is, because he can recognize people and interact emotionally.

"I came here specifically to see my niece, right?"

"Give me your car."

Wen Rou was taken aback: "Huh? Why don't you just buy one yourself?"

"I still need to save the money to go abroad for pocket money, you ask Mr. Xu to get me another one, and let me drive your Accord."

"Why do you want to drive all of a sudden? You usually go home and live only two bus stops away, and you can walk."

"Teacher Zheng rented a place far away from the school. Most of the people living there are European and American students, and the atmosphere is a little more relaxed... He invited me to live with him..."