throbbing for you

On the day of the Chinese Valentine's Day banquet, Fu Sitian and Shi Yi got up just after dawn.

According to the local customs of Ningcheng, on the morning of the day when there is a wedding ceremony in the family, the family should send someone to pay homage to the ancestors, so that the ancestors can be happy together, and bless the new couple to be happy and healthy, and the family to prosper.

Fu Siyu himself should have followed, but because the cemetery was on the mountain, Fu Siyu had difficulty in her legs and feet, so Fu Jiantao and Wang Meifen told her not to force her, and Song Yu went instead.

When Fu Sitian and Shi Yi washed up and went downstairs, Song Yu had already come from the hotel and was sitting in the lobby talking to Fu Jiantao.

He has neatly trimmed hair, wears a short-sleeved shirt, has broad shoulders, sits upright, looks sunny and tall.

Fu Sitian and Shi Yi introduced: "That is Xiaoyu's fiancé, Song Yu."

Shi Yi looked at him across a small half of the room, and suddenly let out a light laughing sound from his nose, looking very happy.

Fu Sitian was inexplicable: "What's wrong?"

Shi Yi didn't answer, just glanced at her, and asked meaningfully: "Does he often send flowers to Xiaoyu?"

Fu Sitian nodded: "What's wrong?"

Shi Yi couldn't help laughing again, then cleared his throat and said, "It's nothing. It looks pretty good, Xiaoyu has a good eye."

Fu Sitian tilted his head to express his disbelief, but Shi Yi refused to say anything, just took her hand and walked forward, changing the subject: "Good morning, uncle."

Both Fu Jiantao and Song Yu looked over.

Fu Sitian had nothing to do with her, so he had no choice but to let go of this topic and greet Fu Jiantao and Song Yu with her.

Seeing that Shi Yi had changed into trousers and sneakers today, Fu Jiantao asked casually, "Are you going together later?"

Shi Yi nodded.

Fu Sitian explained: "I want to take her to meet Dad." There was a little request in her eyes.

Fu Jiantao wasn't very surprised, he just asked, "Can you still carry people in your electric car?"

Fu Sitian relaxed, and quickly responded, "Yes."

"At that time, I will go to the next door to borrow another electric car, one for me and Xiao Song, one for your aunt, one for you and Shi, is that okay?"

Of course Fu Sitian had no objection: "Thank you uncle."

Fu Jiantao glanced at her: "What nonsense are you talking about?" He stood up and greeted, "Okay, I'll borrow a car, you guys go to dinner, try to go early and come back early, and the sun will be bright later, you should be too hot." .”

Both Fu Sitian and Shi Yi laughed and said it was okay.

Fu Jiantao sneered and said nothing more.

At seven o'clock, after several people had eaten and made some preparations, they finally set off.Fu Jiantao borrowed a black little sheep from Fu Sitian. Although it was half-new and not old, it had a good handling feel.

Fu Sitian didn't feel any strangeness when he rode for a long time.

Shi Yi straddled her back, put his arms around her waist, and pressed her back intimately.The wind in the early morning brushed across the cheeks with the rain and dew that had not yet dissipated in the middle of the night, carrying a long-lasting and nostalgic taste.

Shi Yi said with emotion: "It's been a long time since I've had such a wind."

Fu Sitian said: "Me too." After leaving school, she never rode an electric bike, let alone carried anyone.She suddenly wanted to ask Shi Yi, what about the electric car they bought later.

But she dared not ask.

It's nothing more than selling it, or throwing it away.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yi took the initiative to mention it: "Do you still remember the electric car we bought together?"

Fu Sitian's throat tightened, and he replied, "En."

Shi Yi rested his chin on her shoulder and asked, "Guess what happened to it in the end?"

"what happened?"

Shi Yi said flatly, "It was stolen."

Only found out when she missed her so much and hated her so much that she wanted to sell it.Obviously, she had already planned to get rid of it, but when she found that it was really gone, she felt the pain of feeling empty again.

She walked like a headless chicken around the block, around the parking lot, around the surrounding used car shops, street after street.

until the heel is blistered.

until dark.

Until you give up.

Fu Sitian didn't expect it at all, his mind went blank, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Shi Yi sighed, seemed a little melancholy, but also a little spoiled, and said, "Pay me a car."

Fu Sitian's heart was astringent, and he replied, "Okay."

Shi Yi said again: "Let's wait a little later. When we retire, we will go back to Shencheng to settle down and buy a house next to the Huancheng Road. Every morning and evening, we can ride it out for a drive."

Just imagining Fu Sitian felt happy.She relaxed her back, leaned into Shi Yi's arms weakly, and responded softly, "Okay."

Shi Yi squinted his eyes, enjoyed it for two seconds, and then reminded him pretending to be serious: "I'm driving. Ms. Jiang Lailai, please be careful, I don't want to go to the traffic police brigade to catch you."

Fu Sitian couldn't help laughing out loud, and groaned dissatisfaction with her twice, sat up straight, and started riding the bike seriously.

After 10 minutes, the car rode halfway up the mountain and couldn't go up.

The five people got out of the car, parked the electric car beside the mountain road, and walked up the mountain with hoes, sacrifices, iron buckets, paper money and water.It was the first time for Shi Yi to come to this kind of unplanned private cemetery, and also the first time to walk such a steep mountain road. Everything he saw felt strange, but because Fu Sitian was by his side, he felt that everything was kind.

She took the initiative to share a large bag of paper money, and together with Fu Sitian, holding an umbrella, walked up quietly without a single complaint.

Fu Jiantao walked behind them with a hoe carrying water and several bags of paper money, watching Fu Sitian several times to help Shi Yi get some, but Shi Yi refused to give it, watching Shi Yi's half of his body basking in the sun and Fu Sitian shrouded in the shade With his whole body shape, there is more and more undisguised admiration and relief in his eyes.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings.He believed that Fu Jianze could also think about it.

After walking for about 10 to [-] minutes, Shi Yi and Fu Sitian gradually lost their strength. Fu Jiantao walked in front of them, took away the paper money from Shi Yi's hand, and walked up the mountain quickly.Wang Meifen and Song Yu followed closely behind.

Shi Yi lost the weight in his hands, so he took the basket that Fu Sitian was carrying, and walked with her at the back, steadily going up.

After a while, several people finally arrived at the tomb where Fu Sitian's grandparents were buried together.Fu Jiantao strode onto the cement-paved cemetery, put down the water and paper money, turned around and waited for Fu Sitian and Shi Yi who were still on the mountain road.

Wang Meifen and Song Yu quickly stepped up too.

Only Fu Sitian and Shi Yi were left.

Unexpectedly, Fu Sitian was at the fork in the road and pulled Shi Yi to stop.She looked at him from a distance and said, "Uncle, Shi Yi and I won't go there."

Fu Jiantao was astonished. Just as he was about to speak, he heard her say again: "I don't think grandma would want to see me. Today is a day of great joy, so don't make grandma angry."

Fu Jiantao was speechless.

He looked at Fu Sitian and Shi Yi's tightly holding hands, and knew what Fu Sitian said was true.If the old man was still alive, he didn't know what kind of storm it would be.

In the last days of his life, the old man was still persecuting and cursing Fu Sitian.Those injuries and those disputes all existed so clearly.Occasionally during festivals and festivals, Fu Sitian would kowtow and burn incense whenever he was at home.To be honest, he is not qualified to ask her for more.

That's it.

He said, "Go and see your father. Do you know the way?"

Except for the funeral, this was the first time for Fu Sitian to come here in these years.

Fu Sitian turned pale, and said, "I recognize it."

In these years of dreams, she has walked this road many times.The sound of suona and firecrackers from the funeral procession woke her up countless times from her dreams.

"Then we will meet at the parking place later." Fu Jiantao reminded.

Fu Sitian nodded, greeted Wang Meifen and Song Yu, and led Shi Yi straight forward.

Shi Yi could feel that her mood had dropped, so she closed the umbrella and clasped Fu Sitian's hand tightly without asking any questions.

Fu Sitian returned her a faint smile.

Shi Yi's heart began to feel stuffy.

Fu Jianze's tomb is not far from his parents', but it's just a few minutes' walk away.

The tomb was no longer what Fu Sitian remembered.The short mound of loess has been newly filled with cement according to her intention of the previous two years, and the cemetery has been paved.No one has been here for a whole year, and the cemetery is clean except for some fallen leaves and weeds.

Fu Sitian bit his lips, looked at Shi Yi calmly, and confirmed with her again: "Go up?"

Shi Yi frowned, what did you say?

She let go of Fu Sitian's hand in displeasure, and without looking at her, she stepped onto the graveyard by herself.

Fu Sitian was startled, his eyes lit up a little, and he followed Shi Yi up.

The dust accumulation is still quite serious, and it is really unsightly if it is not cleaned.Fu Sitian forgot to bring a broom, so he could only use a long branch with large leaves from a nearby tree as a broom.

Shi Yi painted gourds in the same way, and wanted to fold one to help.But she is capable of everything, but she is surprisingly clumsy when she does this. Fu Sitian is terrified just looking at her standing on the edge of the cliff.She quickly grabbed her wrist and assigned her other tasks: "Can you help me retrace the words on the tombstone?"

Shi Yi hesitated for a moment, seeing that the black characters on the tombstone had indeed faded a lot, so he took it.

She took paint and pens from the basket, took paper from the satchel, walked to the tombstone, didn't care about the mess, sat down directly, raised her head, wiped the entire tombstone first, and then wiped the tombstone. Yihua carefully traced the words on the tombstone.

Fu Sitian finished cleaning the accumulated leaves on the graveyard, while Shi Yi was still tracing.She was already tracing the birth and death numbers on the bottom row next to her name.

The position is relatively low, the characters are too small, and the brush provided by Fu Jiantao is too thick, so it is not easy to draw well.

Shi Yi stuck very close, keeping his body low, holding a pen in one hand, tracing with only the tip of the pen, and pinching a tissue with the other to prevent excess paint from overflowing at any time.The sun was baking on her body, and Fu Sitian saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on the side of her face shining faintly in the sun.

She pursed her lips, with such a solemn and serious expression on her face.

There is no trace of contempt and dislike.

Fu Sitian stared at her, his eyes suddenly swelled up.

The echo of the phrase "bad genes will be inherited" that often pierced into her heart like a sharp knife in a midnight dream seems to have finally dissipated from her ears.

But what followed was another kind of sharp pain.

Holding the bouquet, she walked to Shi Yi's side, squatted down, and hugged Shi Yi from behind.

Shi Yi was stunned for a moment, then asked softly, "What's the matter? I almost finished drawing."

Fu Sitian put the flowers in front of the tombstone, didn't speak, but put his arms around Shi Yi, leaning against her, trembling slightly.

Shi Yi's whole heart trembled following her.

The fingertips of her pinching the pen turned white, and she held Fu Sitian's hand around her waist with the hand holding the tissue, and coaxed softly, "Come here?"

Fu Sitian held her thumb back, his hands were very cold, and it took several seconds before he replied, "I'm fine."

"Shi Yi," she confessed in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I don't know if this is the place I should come to."

"I don't know if he wants to see me, or if he remembers to hate me."