Yan Qing's nose immediately turned sour.
The bitterness in his heart began to spread.
This was something that his father had promised him a long time ago. He would definitely bring him to visit his mother... ...
He thought that it was just a perfunctory act. He did not expect that his father would really keep his promise.
The moment his tears fell, Yan Qing smiled in relief.
"Mom, Dad has also come to visit you. "
Actually, what he wanted was for his father to acknowledge his mother's identity. After his mother died, he could at least give her some mercy.
Otherwise, how lonely would his mother be in the Wilderness all by herself?
Yan Qing caressed the black and white photo on the tombstone with a pleasant smile on his face. He lowered his head slightly and touched his forehead lightly on the tombstone.
It was as if doing so would bring his and his mother's hearts together.
Yan Youcheng stood by the side with his crutch. He looked at Zhou Lingfang's grave with a sigh in his eyes, but there was not much love and affection.
He came to see her mostly for Qing 'er.
"Are you used to being in the army? " Yan Youcheng glanced at the days that were still kneeling on the ground and suddenly asked.
Hearing that, Yan Qing stepped back a little and opened his eyes to wipe the tombstone for his mother. "I'm quite used to it. My daily life is very regular. My Body is better and my heart is more stable. "
No one in the army knew that he was the young master of the Yan family. Huo Ting had instructed that he would treat him equally.
It was not bad to have met a few simple friends and live a repetitive training life.
Yan Youcheng nodded. He was satisfied that his son was living well.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Yan Qing's shoulder and also on Zhou Lingfang's tombstone.
The dusky yellow color brought warmth and illuminated one's heart.
Yan Qing smiled gently, as gentle as jade. "mother, if there is a next life, I hope you can become what you want to be. There will be no more troubles and no more sorrow. "
With that, he bent down and kowtowed again. Yan Qing also stood up.
He looked at Yan Youcheng. There was no longer the gloomy and hatred in his eyes as before. There was only clarity and relief. "Father, the wind is strong on the mountain. Let me help you down. "
"Okay. " Yan Youcheng followed his son's strength and slowly took a step forward.
After the father and son Left, another gust of autumn wind blew, blowing the lilies on Zhou Lingfang's tombstone.
In the black-and-white photo on the tombstone, the young and beautiful Zhou Lingfang smiled with peace and relief.
Qing 'er, let go of the past and live well.
Your life is still so long... ...
Mom will bless you in the sky.
I wish you all the best... ...
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On the car going down the mountain, Yan Qing looked at the scenery along the mountain stream, a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Why had he never felt that the scenery was so beautiful before?
All along, there had only been two knots in his heart.
First, he and Yan Jun were of the same blood and branch. Yan Jun had everything, but he had nothing.
Second, his mother had died at the hands of Ji Xinyu.
The first knot in his heart had already been untied after the explosion. As for the second one... ...
When he saw Ji Xinyu surrender twice with his own eyes, he actually did not have any hatred or resentment in his heart anymore.
In addition, his father had also fulfilled his promise to visit his mother this time. He had even arranged for someone to send flowers to his mother every day... ...
That was enough.
His mother would definitely be able to rest in peace.
And he would use the rest of his life to make up for the sins he had committed.
Thinking of this, Yan Qing frowned slightly and asked seriously, "Dad, I heard from Huo Ting that Lu yiming wants to deal with our family? "