drifting in the north

Ling Fei had only lived in Jin Yunhai's house for a few days before it was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so he followed Jin Yunhai back to the old house for the Lantern Festival.

Jin Zi's father and mother are still very affectionate, the first time they are born and the second time they are acquainted, they didn't treat Ling Fei as an outsider before, but this time they directly regarded Ling Fei as their own family.The house of the old couple is empty all the year round, and every day they dream of expecting a house full of children and grandchildren. In Jin Yunhai’s thirties, he doesn’t even have a serious girlfriend. The grandchildren and grandchildren are naturally still in the distant Arabian mythology, so the old couple retreated to the next best thing. Secondly, it is enough to bring back a living creature to add some popularity to the old house.Now that the living creature came, he was sensible, polite, handsome, and sweet-mouthed, and he looked as pleasing to the eye as his son anyway, so he was naturally happy.

After the meal, the family went downstairs to burn paper for the elders who had passed away. Logically speaking, Ling Fei was not related to him, and he did not need to participate in such a scene, but Jin Yunhai said, "Don't you burn some for your mother?" Joined the Chinese traditional folk custom team.

When I was in Shenzhen, Ling Fei and his father burned things for the ancestors several times. The bright gold foil paper was folded into big and big gold and silver ingots, bungalows, cars, and even some unimaginable things. , anyway, there are only things you can't think of, and there are no species that paper-making shops can't make.Every time, the father asked someone to buy it back, and then the father and son found an auspicious time to burn it respectfully in a small brazier.

But here is another scene.

Mother Jin just brought over a few thick stacks of rectangular yellow clay-colored ghost paper that she bought in advance, and each stack will be covered with an extremely thin ghost coin to show the value of this stack of yellow paper, and then The whole family, old and young, put together three or five or seven or eight pieces of yellow paper and simply fold them, usually in three, and then this stack of paper becomes a saying that a torch is not like a torch or a token is not like a token. The shape of the card.Finally, after all the papers were folded, they were much taller than when they were flattened before. Jin Zi's mother divided them into several groups, and wrote different words on the top of each group, such as "Father received XXX", "Mother received XXX ", Jin Yunhai took his own four stacks and wrote "Grandpa XXX Received", "Grandma XXX Received", "Grandma XXX Received", "Grandpa XXX Received".Lingfei followed suit, and took a stack of yellow paper on the top and wrote mother's receipt, payment, son, Lingfei.

After the paper was folded and the words were written, a group of people went downstairs in the dark and found the intersection.Ling Fei found that there were already twos and threes of people burning paper here. There was no brazier, and the ashes of the burning paper were flying around with the night wind, and some of them still had flames, like fireflies in the dark.Jin's mother drew two circles on the roadside land with chopsticks, saying that one circle was for her own family and the other was for Ling Fei's family. Then Ling Fei squatted down and followed them to learn. First, she burned a few pieces of paper and threw them outside the circle. , means to manage the little ghosts, so as not to hinder the money from being sent to the relatives. After the management is completed, it starts to be burned in the circle. It does not need any skills. It is just stacks of papers. Don’t put too much in at a time, otherwise It is easy to touch the snow water on the ground, so it will not burn.The rest is to talk, in fact, the words are not very beautiful, it is what mother gave me, you sent me money, you want to stay healthy, happy, and bless your sons, daughters, grandchildren, etc., but, very really.

Ling Fei had never experienced this, so he couldn't open his mouth at first, until the burning was almost over, then he muttered in a voice that he couldn't hear clearly: "Mom, I brought you money, I'm in Shenyang now, I just After eating Lantern Festival at a friend's house, I am very happy...I miss you..."

Jin Yunhai had already finished talking about what he needed to say, and now he squatted aside and watched his parents pass papers into the fire, and by the way, he listened to Ling Fei's words clearly.Turning his head slightly, Ling Fei's side face was reflected in Jin Yunhai's eyes together with the light of the fire.It was a Ling Fei that Jin Yunhai had never seen before, quiet, melancholy, and a little childlike innocence.Jin Yunhai felt that a small hand sneaked into his body, slowly explored his heart, and touched it quickly.Because I was caught off guard, my heartbeat became chaotic, thump, thump, and became, thump, thump.

I don't know if it was affected by the burning of paper on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. After returning to Jin Zi's house, Ling Fei dreamed of his mother for a few days.On a not too cold morning, Ling Fei told Jin Yunhai about it.

At that time, Jin Yunhai was frying eggs in the kitchen. Hearing this, he thought of Lingfei's thoughts when he burned the paper, and couldn't help but feel emotional. This must be such a doting mother. As soon as he heard his son think about it, he immediately fell into a dream Come and visit.But the mouth is full of materialism: "You miss her, you think about her every day and dream at night."

Ling Fei took it for granted, holding the smeared salad and put the ham in his hands, and waited for Jin Yunhai's fried egg to come out of the pan, and said to himself: "It's better to hit the sun than to pick the sun. I'll visit her grave later, and celebrate the New Year the first stick of incense."

Jin Yunhai came out with a plate of fried eggs, just in time to hear these words: "What do you think, it's just the same."

Ling Fei shook his head, as if the master was saying "yes and nos": "You don't know me too well, I usually think that one thing is two things."

Jin Yunhai sat down calmly: "Let's talk about the second one as well."

Ling Fei showed his signature smile before hugging his thigh: "Can you lend me the car for a while?"

With this loan, Ling Fei borrowed it in the outskirts of the city, and he also had a driver, because he couldn't find a driver's license anywhere, and then he had a flash of inspiration, oh, maybe he forgot his home.Jin Yunhai is fine, nothing happened, he took Ling Fei for a half-day trip to the outskirts of the city against the cold wind, halfway through the journey, he was still resentful, he said in a bad mood, why don't you forget your head at home too!Ling Fei put on a bitter face, saying how ugly it is to go out without a head.Half of Jin Yunhai's blood was gone again.

However, Jin Yunhai's resentment was almost vented in the cemetery, and when he got out of the car and stood in the howling north wind, the last bit of scum was blown away by the wind.

Jin Yunhai is no stranger to this cemetery.Because both grandma and grandpa are buried here.Because grandma passed away early, there was no cemetery at that time, so she was buried on the mountain. Grandpa died earlier, and shed his blood directly on the Korean battlefield. Later, he had to take some clothes and put them in grandma's tomb as a joint burial. .So don't make soy sauce since you are here, Ling Fei went to find his mother, and he came to sacrifice to the elders.

But until Jin Yunhai searched his stomach, he couldn't find anything to chat with grandma and grandpa. Looking up, Ling Fei was still standing in the far northeast corner. The long black down jacket covered him from head to toe, but he was still thin.In fact, Ling Fei was only on the bone. Jin Yunhai recalled that night when he was a drunkard, his whole body was not soft, but he was hurt by the other party's bones.

When he got closer, Jin Yunhai found that Ling Fei was standing there, neither talking nor moving, just quietly looking at the tombstone.

"I'm here to meet your mother." Jin Yunhai teased lightly, bent down and arranged the flowers and fruits in a straight line, before he stood up, he bowed politely.

When he got up, he found that Ling Fei was looking at him instead of the tombstone.Jin Yunhai frowned: "Why?"

Ling Fei asked seriously: "Aren't you going to say something?"

Jin Yunhai opened his mouth halfway, wanting to ask, but found that there was no way to ask. Looking at Ling Fei again, "You understand" was clearly shining in the other's eyes.Jin Yunhai swallowed, and subconsciously stepped back half a step, a row of sparrows flying over his head, he realized.

Standing at attention, standing still, nodding slightly: "Hello, Auntie."

Ling Fei showed a satisfied smile, and finally turned his eyes away and continued to look at the tombstone: "Mom, this is my friend, a very good, meaningful, and...careful friend."

Jin Yunhai frowned, that little hand came to disturb his heart again.

"But he has a bad temper, um, not so good. So Mom, you remember his appearance, if a villain wants to harm him, you bless him, if he bullies me, you bless me."

Heartbeat recovery ==

Ling Fei thought about it for a while before he was satisfied.Then he took out a photo from his arms and handed it over: "This is my mother."

Jin Yunhai didn't know why Ling Fei showed the photos to him, but they all handed them over, so he had no choice but to take them, but the woman in the photo was really beautiful.There was no PS in that era, so the beauty in the photos is pure beauty.Taking a closer look, Ling Fei is actually very similar to his mother. Except for the nose, the eyebrows, eyes, mouth, and even the outline of the whole face are a little delicate. I don't usually feel it, but now I feel it when I look at the photos.

"Does it look good?" Ling Fei asked suddenly.

Jin Yunhai returned the photo and said honestly, "It looks good."

Ling Fei smiled and put the photo back into his pocket.In fact, he didn't know why he wanted to give the photo to Jin Yunhai, as if it was just for these two words - good-looking.But he only wanted Jin Yunhai's. If it were someone else, he wouldn't let the other party see it at all.Going one step further, it is impossible for the other party to accompany the grave sweeper.Only Jin Yunhai, this person is not an outsider, but a true friend, not a cat or a dog, but gold.

When the first month came out, that was February [-]nd, Ling Fei coerced and lured Jin Yunhai to go with him to what was said to be the best hair salon in Shenyang, and within half a day, the two giant dragons raised their heads energetically.

Once a person is energetic, he will naturally have energy. Ling Fei originally thought that he could finally throw off his arms and join a new round of game battles—one after another of the previous troubles made him lose the mood, but he didn't want to Jin Yunhai was faster than him, saying that the hibernation was over with a clear policy, and he threw off his arms and went to work.From nine to five, as a boss, the rules are terrifying.

Ling Fei was amazed at his sturdy mental quality. He thought back to the time when he and Zhou Hang had a fight, it was hypocritical to say that he didn’t think about tea and food, but there was only a lot of tossing. , Crazy tricks, there needs to be a fulcrum at that time, he can flip the earth over.

Who is Jin Yunhai, with his piercing eyes, he could tell Ling Fei's admiration in a few moments, so he specially chose a rest day, sat on the sofa, smoked in one hand and tea in the other, and gave Ling Fei a lecture.

Ling Fei had a psychological shadow of Jin Yunhai's "Tao", and nine and a half sentences would fly out of his ears after hearing ten sentences, but the remaining half sentence was enough for him to relish.Jin Yunhai said that anyone can live without anyone, and live better.Jin Yunhai said that being dumped and being sad will cost the rest of his life, which is not a crime.Jin Yunhai said that people have to look forward.Jin Yunhai said that you should stop wandering around all day and find something to do.

Ling Fei listened and nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.Not perfunctory, really taught.He has been playing like crazy for so many years, and for the first time, he felt that his heart was no longer empty, and he felt a little bit alive, not floating, not in a trance, and down-to-earth.

In fact, there is no need to look for it. There are many things waiting for him to do. If you go far away, you can provide old man Ling with old age, and if you go close, you can talk about your own half-dead company.

But those are all in Shenzhen.

And he seemed reluctant to go back.