Gu Shaoshuai's happy life

After Ye Li sent Du Cangrong to Ye Mansion, Du Cangrong went into the mansion to arrange Ye Xiu's funeral. Ye Li sat in the car and silently lit a cigarette.He rarely smokes, but he always smokes one when he is depressed, so Ye Li always carries it with him.

The Ye mansion is still the same as before, but the fine lines and mottled lines on the corners can be vaguely seen. This prosperous scholarly home does not know when it has shown signs of decay.

Ye Li sat quietly in the car, looking at the closed nanmu door, full of thoughts.

He thought of many things that had been sealed up in his memory over the years. In the smog, Ye Li seemed to see his young self wearing a uniform and carrying a schoolbag to go out. His mother told him kindly in his ear, telling him to buy Kaisling for him on his birthday. cake.Ye Li's eyes were astringent, he closed them, and when he opened them again, the nanmu gate of Ye Mansion had opened, and there was a woman wearing a navy blue cheongsam standing on the stairs, with a waistcoat over her shoulders, Ye Li's head stuck out. Looking out of the car window, his breathing seemed to stop at this moment, his chest was tight, and something was beating.

It has been ten years, and the gentle and beautiful woman in my memory has aged with the passage of time, and her back looks a little weak and thin...

Ye Li's expression was a little at a loss, his slender fingers pinched the car window tightly, his paleness was blue, "Mother..."

Jiang Shuhua seemed to feel something, she turned around and looked around, for ten years, she hadn't felt that kind of bondage for a long time.

Ye Li hid in the car abruptly, and pushed down the brim of his hat. After a while, he raised his head slightly and looked at his mother. In the dim light, the figure in his memory overlapped with the present figure, forming a picture in Ye Li's heart. I owe more and more.

Ye Li tried hard to suppress his emotions, but he trembled uncontrollably, his eye circles were flushed, and now he couldn't get out of the car to see Jiang Shuhua, even though he missed his mother so much.

"Drive." Ye Li turned his head and said to the driver in the front seat.

"Yes, Chief of Staff."

Ye Li tried hard not to let himself look back, not to think about the past, not to feel the debt of the past ten years, he wanted to stabilize his emotions in restraint, but in the end he lowered his head uncontrollably and sobbed, covering his face like a child cry.

The driver in front kept silent, looked in the rearview mirror, and saw a thin man wrapping himself together, loneliness and grief seemed to infect his whole body and pervade his surroundings.

What kind of emotion is it that erodes this tough and capable man who enjoys supreme power, as if buried by wind, frost, rain and snow in an instant, unable to extricate himself...

But what Ye Li didn't know was that behind him was his mother's sad gaze. That kind of unconscious attraction and blood bond made Jiang Shuhua stare at the distant figure.

For the first time in so many years, she had this illusion that his child had returned to her side, at a certain moment, in a random corner.

"Madam, it's time to go back to the house. The master said that he wants you to discuss the funeral of the second master." The servants of the Ye mansion had already put on plain clothes and began to prepare for the funeral at home.

"Look, that just now..." Jiang Shuhua was in the middle of speaking, when she suddenly wanted to come over. This guy has only been in Ye Mansion for seven or eight years, and he doesn't know Ye Li. Thinking about it, Jiang Shuhua felt even more uncomfortable. It's been ten years. , It has been so long, his child still hasn't come back, maybe, he will never come back...

"Ma'am, what did you say?"

"No, it's nothing..." Jiang Shuhua walked into the room in a daze, without saying anything.

Jiang Shuhua walked into the room and saw her old man standing in front of the ancestors, thinking about something, so she went up and asked, "Old man, how do you plan to arrange the funeral of the second brother?"

Although Ye Chuanwen is more than 50 years old, he is still in good health. However, he has been suffering from rheumatic bone disease for these years. When the weather in the south is humid, he uses a walking stick.At this time, he was dressed in a black gown, dressed in a traditional literati style, showing the noble style of an old literati.

"Let's do it tomorrow. Although it's autumn, it can't be delayed any longer." Ye Chuanwen turned around slowly, with a hoarse voice, "At the beginning, he didn't listen to people like the government! He was only released after three days, look... look at what he has become!" Ye Chuanwen choked up halfway through his speech, but couldn't continue.

"Old man, the second brother deserved to die, and you want to open it up."

"You make me think so hard! How could he be wronged by being a teacher in the capital? Why do you want to mobilize those students! In the end, the government killed me! I... hey! If it weren't for his students to go It’s unblocked there, and who knows if he died in it!” Ye Chuanwen thought of Ye Zixiu’s body that had just been sent back, his whole body was stiff and had lost all vitality, and his body was glowing blue, which is not what a literati should look like .

"Let's do it earlier... Zixiu has paid attention to these things the most in his life. How ugly it will be in a few days..." After finishing speaking, Ye Chuanwen waved his hand, "Let's go..." Jiang Shuhua walked over to support Ye Chuanwen, and went out That's when I saw Du Cangrong.

Du Cangrong walked in front of the two of them and bowed, "Uncle, aunt."

"Cang Rong, thank you, if it weren't for you, I don't know if the second brother would be released." Jiang Shuhua thanked.

"The teacher is kind to me. Cang Rong should do these things for the teacher, but..." Du Cangrong almost blurted out Ye Li's name when he said this, but after thinking for a while, he felt that it was not easy to say it. He didn't know if Father Ye and Mother Ye still had complaints about their children. On the other hand, judging by Ye Li's appearance, he was probably not ready to meet his parents again. It might not be a good thing for him to say it now.

"what happened?"

"I just want to ask my uncle and aunt, when is the teacher's funeral?"

"The mourning hall will be set up today, and the funeral will be held the day after tomorrow." Ye Chuanwen said.

"As soon as the news of the teacher's death comes out, many people will come to pay respects. After all, the teacher is also full of peaches and plums, and these things should be handled with care."

Ye Chuanwen nodded, "Zixiu has taught all his life, and his students should come here, so I will trouble you."

"It should be." After Du Cangrong finished speaking, he said goodbye to Ye's father and Ye's mother, and went back to inform Ye Zixiu about the funeral.

After Du Cangrong left, Jiang Shuhua said to Ye Chuanwen: "We have spent so much money, but we haven't established a relationship. This kid's family is not very rich. How could he bring the second brother out?"

"It's different now. These children's ways are no longer known to us scholars who are locked in the room." Jiang Shuhua nodded after listening, as if she was persuaded.