Chapter 2659
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The bright and beautiful sunlight slowly became hot, and the morning mist finally dispersed. The wind blew over the mountain and dried the tears on Ye Chien's face. She looked at her father, who was still hugging her mother's tombstone, and had endless things to say.
The birds leaped lightly from the pine trees that were like guardians guarding the martyrs' cemetery. Small shadows of swords flitted across the sky, leaving behind a string of crisp chirps that entered Papa's low and shallow words.
After kneeling for a long time and talking for a long time, Father Fu finally let go of the tombstone. At this moment, the tombstone was not cold, but had Father Fu's body temperature. It was warm, like the warmth in the black and white photo of Martyr Sun Xueqing.
"You must be annoyed after talking so much. I can't help it, Hongmei. I have too much to say to you. You have to be more tolerant of me like before.
"I can't come to see you often, and I can't come to chat with you often. Every time I come, I'll talk to you for a long time. It's too lonely and cold for you to sleep here alone. I have to talk to you more for the rest of my life.
"Our daughter, Jane Er, can't come to talk to you often either. You have to be more tolerant. Hongmei, although you left us, we still need you to be more tolerant of us. Do you think I'm annoying?
"You used to say that I was noisy, and you kicked me when you were annoyed. Every time you kicked me, you would ask me if it hurt. I would laugh and tell you that it didn't hurt. To be honest … it really did hurt.
"You were strong. Every time you kicked me, you would kick my calf. Even though I was wearing a pair of shoes, it still hurt a weak scholar like me.
"Now I want you to kick me a few more times. Saying that I was annoying has become an extravagant wish …" Father Fu, who had let go, did not get up immediately. Instead, he used his hands to wipe the photo of his deceased wife, and then slowly and carefully wiped the tombstone. "It's all stained with dust. You're a clean freak. How can you stand it? I have to clean it for you. Otherwise, you'll scold me for not being hygienic. Actually, I've always paid attention to hygiene. It's just that you love cleanliness and didn't realize it. "
Father Fu cleaned it very well. Even the words "Martyr Sun Xueqing's Tomb" and the words "When was she born" and "When was she sacrificed" were wiped clean with his fingers.
After everything was done, Father Fu looked at Ye Chien, who was still kneeling. He smiled at his daughter and said to his late wife, "Hong Mei, look at your silly daughter. She knelt with me for as long as I knelt. Even if I have to kneel for a few days and nights, that's what I should do. But our silly daughter couldn't bear to leave me, her father, and insisted on accompanying her. "
"This child is smart, but also honest. Isn't he like you? Once you've made up your mind, you'll keep walking. No matter who calls you, you won't waver. "
Father Fu spoke to his late wife as if they were chatting. He smiled and waved at Ye Chien. "Come, Jane Er. Let's sit here. You sit on your mother's side, and I'll sit here. We'll chat with your mother on either side."
After kneeling for so long, Ye Chien's knees still hurt when she got up. But under Father Fu's gaze, she smiled and sat on his side.
From morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon, Father Fu talked for a while, and Ye Chien talked for a while. They talked about many things, and Ye Chien also listened to many past events.
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