No less publicity [entertainment circle]

"You're right, you're right," Li Guoan repeated the words in a low voice, before looking up at Zhang Jinan, "Jinan, you are really good, you have your own ideas, no wonder Yang Yang, Yan Lan I have praised you before. A few words and a few words have solved what I have been thinking about."

"Uncle exaggerated," Zhang Jin said, "I heard that Yang mentioned Aunt Jiang several times, and every time he mentioned Auntie, he was very happy. He said that Auntie taught him a lot of principles of life. Looking at it now , His uprightness follows Uncle's."

"As for me, I didn't show up much when Yang Yang was young because of work. The family was taken care of by my father, my mother, and Yan Lan. After my mother passed away, I put all the pressure on Yan Lan. He is sensible and never let us worry about it," Li Guoan sighed, "Now that he has grown up, he doesn't need me to take care of him. He should have his own life. Hearing what you said today, I am more sure that I The choice was right yesterday. You are indeed a very nice person."

"Uncle, to tell you the truth, I wrote a short manuscript for this meeting, but looking at it now, there is no need to memorize the manuscript at all," Zhang Jinan smiled, "Whether it's you or Xi Yang , or Aunt Jiang, you are all very good people."

"Manuscript? I didn't expect you to be so serious, and even wrote the manuscript," Li Guoan dusted the cigarette ash into the ashtray. "If this matter is made public, you should have thought about what will happen afterwards, right?"

"We all know it, but we all feel that we have done nothing wrong, so we are not afraid of being accused," Zhang Jinan said, "I think it is impossible for uncle to choose to cover up this matter when he was with aunt back then?"

"You boy, you will kill me when you get familiar with me," Li Guoan said with a smile, not annoyed, and answered Zhang Jinan's question, "Do you still need to answer this question? Of course Yes, of course I have to tell everyone, otherwise what kind of man is it?"

"I think so too," Zhang Jinan said, "I know such a good person, why can't I tell everyone."

"I just hope that you are not young people acting impulsively. If you are impulsive, you can get away now. Otherwise, no one will have a better life in the future," Li Guoan said.

"I came today, which means I am sincere," Zhang Jinan said seriously.

Li Guoan looked at Zhang Jinan.

Zhang Jinan was wearing a white sweater with a layer of shirt inside, and overalls pants.This kind of Zhang Jin'an doesn't have the sense of distance as seen on TV. Instead, he seems to go to the park and meet residents walking their dogs eight times a day.

Li Guoan wanted to see if this person was acting, but he could only see that this person's gaze was firm.

Li Guoan already knew all kinds of questions in his heart.He took one last drag on his cigarette and put it out.

"What do you like about our Yangyang, tell me about it," Li Guoan sat on the bed and asked Zhang Jinan.

"If you use words to describe him, it seems that words are lacking," Zhang Jinan replied with a smile, "I believe this feeling, uncle, you must understand."

Li Guoan was stunned, then nodded: "Yes, I understand..."

Li Guoan got up and patted Zhang Jinan on the shoulder.

"Although, today's conversation is only known to us, so don't talk to Si Yang," Li Guoan said mysteriously.

"Okay," Zhang Jinan replied.

"Let's go," Li Guoan stopped, and Zhang Jinan also stopped.

Li Guoan turned back and said to Zhang Jinan: "When you go out, don't call uncle, it sounds old."

"What's that called?" Zhang Jinan asked.

Li Guoan smiled at him: "Just call Dad."

Zhang Jinan was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth, and said solemnly: "Okay, Dad."

Jiang Siyang was not worried at all that there would be disputes or fights between the two in the bedroom. He knew his own father's character and Zhang Jinan's character.

"They must have met each other late," Jiang Siyang muttered while watching the TV.

After watching for a few minutes, the two came out of the bedroom.It was really guessed by Jiang Siyang, the two were talking and laughing.

"Then you go down to the cemetery to sweep graves today, right?"

"Yes, but I don't know what kind of flowers our mother likes, Auntie," Zhang Jinan quickly changed his words under Li Guoan's gaze.

Li Guoan nodded with satisfaction: "Yanlan likes roses, you can just buy roses. See Yang."

"Here we come," Jiang Siyang immediately stood up when he heard the call, "What's the matter?"

Li Guoan: "Buy some dessert on the way, your mother likes it."

"Okay, I see," Jiang Siyang said.

Li Guoan: "What time do you leave?"

Jiang Siyang replied: "Leave in a while."

"Do you want me to see you off?" Li Guoan began to put on his coat.

Jiang Siyang and Zhang Jinan hurriedly stopped, Jiang Siyang took the heavy coat and said, "Dad, you just stay at home, it's cold outside, we'll be back for dinner."

"That's fine," Li Guoan took out the coat from Jiang Siyang's hand and put it on again, "I'll go play chess with your Uncle Lin."

Jiang Siyang and Zhang Jinan looked at each other and laughed.

All three of them went out, Li Guoan walked to the opposite building, while Zhang Jinan and Jiang Siyang walked out of the community.After they bought flowers and desserts, they made an appointment for a car and negotiated with the driver for a round-trip delivery. Both of them sat in the back.Zhang Jinan distributed an earphone to Jiang Siyang, and the two of them listened to the song together.

After driving for half an hour, snow fell from the sky. The snowflakes came in through the window and landed on Jiang Ruyang's pants.

Jiang Siyang looked at the white sky and said with emotion: "Shanghai also started to snow."

"Snow is good, isn't it snowing in winter?" Zhang Jinan said.

"Shanghai is no better than Beijing. It snows every few years," Jiang Siyang said.

"It's like this in the south, and it's been several years in Xiaonanshan. I always feel that there is no soul in a winter without snow," Zhang Jinan said with a smile.

"Indeed," Jiang Siyang agreed.

After driving for another ten minutes, they arrived at their destination.

"Thank you master, just wait for a few minutes," Jiang Siyang said.

"It's okay, I'm just taking a break too, take your time," the driver said.

The two got out of the car.Jiang Siyang was holding flowers, while Zhang Jinan was carrying sweets.They passed by rows of tombstones and came to Jiang Yanlan's tomb.

The words on Jiang Yanlan's stele are different from other people's "father xxx, mother xxx". There are only three big characters "Jiang Yanlan", and the small characters beside it read: "Born in 1965, died in 2010, but will always be 20 years old, No rebuttal allowed."

Jiang Siyang squatted down slowly, and gently placed the flower on it.

"These words..." Zhang Jinan asked.

"My mother drew up the words before she passed away, let's write it like this," Jiang Siyang said.

Zhang Jinan watched it once and sighed sincerely: "Our mother is very chic."

"Of course she is chic. We all cried when we left, but she was the only one who smiled. She doesn't like to cry. She thinks that being happy is the most important thing in life," Jiang Siyang said.

Zhang Jinan put down the dessert, took the hat in his hand, clasped his hands together, and bowed.

The snowflakes fell slowly, and the cemetery was silent, only the leaves were blown and made a little sound.

Zhang Jinan suddenly thought, if he was about to die in the future, would he be as free and easy as Ms. Jiang Yanlan?

He was afraid he couldn't do it.

He has too many people and things to miss.

So, how strong a heart must be to take death lightly.

Jiang Siyang mentioned Jiang Yanlan many times, and Zhang Jinan already knew six or seven points about her experience.

Jiang Siyang's grandparents are patriarchal. They put all their experience on his uncle Jiang Huotian. Jiang Huotian's clothes are the latest and warmest. Being bullied by Jiang Huotian, he suffered from several illnesses, and the root cause of the illness was also the source of the last serious illness.