Drunk in exchange for sleep under the moon

When seeing Xie Congyu, Zhao Wumian understood why Xie Yan suddenly mentioned the teacher who took the listening test... No matter how many years have passed, when a student sees the teacher, the first reaction is blurted out "Teacher is good", Zhao Wumian said the words , I realized that I was a little abrupt.

Xie Yan rescued him and said: "This room is full of teachers, are you afraid that you will call every teacher well?"

Xie Congyu couldn't help laughing when he heard the words "Mr. Xie is good". He doesn't smile often. This smile made Xie Congzhu laugh too: "Don't be so restrained."

Xie Yan introduced people to Zhao Wumian one by one.Xie's family didn't show much enthusiasm for Zhao Wumian, but the conversation between the elders and the younger generation was very quiet and quiet, and with Xie Mo of the same generation, he could also talk about some light topics. Soon calmed down.

Xie Yan's mother seldom spoke, but every time she spoke, she would lead the atmosphere in a relaxed direction.Zhao Wumian looked up and saw Yu Hua smiling at him with eyes as gentle as water. This lady had shown great kindness to him from the very beginning, but he came to visit empty-handed. Why? It's too disrespectful to even think about it.

After dinner, Xie Congyu called Zhao Wumian to the study alone, while Xie Yan was called to the study by Mr. Xie.

Mr. Xie told him to look at the painting.

It is probably a souvenir from a friend. The painting is bamboo, tall and straight, with a few strokes of thick ink and light strokes, and the character is already seen.

Xie Yan glanced absently, his eyes fell on the signature, and he shrank tightly: "Grandpa... this..."

Ding Youqiu, Ye Zhonghan sincerely...

Mr. Xie has been studying all his life, he has dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has friends all over the country, but there are only one or two people who can be regarded as confidantes.

Ye Zhonghan is one of them.

Ye Zhonghan... was also his teacher in college.

It's just that because of his affairs, the two had cut off contact for several years.

"A student sent it this morning." Mr. Xie's eyes were also very dark, "You also know that Lao Ye is not in good health and still likes to make troubles. He said that he tossed himself into the hospital a few days ago."

Xie Yan was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Teacher, which hospital is he...in?"

"City Hospital." Mr. Xie stroked the scroll, "I called Qin Rang and found out that he has been a frequent visitor to the hospital. Qin Rang is not allowed to tell me that he is really living more and more nonsense."

After counting, he sighed again: "I'll go see him this afternoon..."

"I..." Xie Yan's throat tightened, and when the words came to his lips, they froze tightly.He smiled self-deprecatingly, "I won't go, so as not to make the teacher angry."

"What kind of bastard are you talking about!" Mr. Xie glared at him, "Since he gave me the painting, he meant to take a step back. He and I are old-fashioned, and we didn't argue over your matter back then. No more strength."

Xie Yan stared at the floor with lowered eyes, and said with a low voice: "Teacher has a bad heart, so there is no need to be angry with him."

Ye Zhonghan has a bad heart, and now that he's getting older, he can't stand the stimulation anymore.Mr. Xie wanted to understand Xie Yan's concerns, but he didn't know what to say, so he sighed deeply, waved his hands and said, "Forget it."

Xie Yan, who came out of the study, looked a little heavy and tired.

Zhao Wumian came out of another study room with a faint smile on his lips.

It looked like Xie Yan was the one who met the parents.

Xie Yan was sitting on the stone bench in the yard, Zhao Wumian saw that his complexion was not very good, walked over to touch his head, and asked him: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Wumian stood, and he hugged Zhao Wumian's waist directly, and asked in a muffled voice, "What did my parents tell you?"

"Uncle and aunt said, let me take care of you."

"Let you control me, stop smoking, drinking and fooling around outside, right?" Xie Yan could already guess why his parents said these words in a tone that hated iron and steel, so his voice became even lower some.

Zhao Wumian touched his face and said emphatically, "It's taking care of him."

Xie Yan's parents are very reasonable, especially Xie Yan's mother, who treats him so well that he is flattered.Xie Congyu said something like two people should support each other and love each other when they are together, while Yu Hua was heart-to-heart and chatted with him about Xie Yan's past.

Yu Wei said that she hoped that he could live a good life with Xie Yan, if not, if in the future... because of some things they separated, I hope he will not let Xie Yan suffer too much harm.

This road is full of thorns, and one cannot go on it alone.

He sighed so softly that Xie Yan didn't hear it: "I won't leave you alone."

Xie Yan was distracted thinking about other things, and when his mind got hot, he said: "...I don't want to go to school this afternoon."

He knew it was not good to go back and forth, and he really planned to take Zhao Wumian back to school to have a look at it at first, but after knowing the news that the teacher was hospitalized again, he couldn't cheer up to reminisce about his youth with Zhao Wumian.

He's not that heartless.

"Then don't go." Zhao Wumian could see that he was not in the right mood, but he didn't ask why, "Where do you want to go?"

Xie Yan fell silent.

Yeah, where does he want to go?He wanted to go to the hospital, but he couldn't, just like the dream he caught off guard that night, he didn't dare to face the disappointment on the teacher's face, and he didn't dare to bet that the teacher would be angry or something else when he saw him.

"Then follow me to see my mother." Zhao Wumian still hooked his chin with his fingertips. When he said this, he squatted down and looked at Xie Yan with a little nervousness in his eyes, "How about that?" good?"

Xie Yan was a little confused by his sudden question.Zhao Wumian's mother has passed away, Xie Yan knows, and he has been thinking about when he will be able to justify it and casually mention it to pay homage.When two people are together, they must bring each other to their parents and relatives. This is a strong sense of ritual and recognition.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhao Wumian would take the initiative to propose it at this time...

After reacting, his tone became a little unstable: "Okay, of course, Auntie..."

"It's buried on Nanshan." Zhao Wumian added lightly, "She will like you."

Like, your mother likes me so much.

……

There is a Nanshan cemetery on Nanshan, which is built behind Nanshan Temple, and there are special sweeping monks responsible for sweeping the tomb. Xie Yan has always only known that such a cemetery exists, but has never set foot there.

Climbing a mountain is a physical activity, but fortunately Zhao Wumian and Xie Yan are people who are exercising on weekdays, so they are only a little out of breath after climbing the mountain stop-and-go for more than an hour.Along the way, Zhao Wumian talked about some past events, Xie Yan listened quietly, held his hand, and walked forward step by step.

Compared with other cemeteries, Nanshan cemetery is indeed a bit deserted and shabby, but it is probably because of the pure land of Buddhism, so Xie Yan thinks that this cemetery is more suitable for the dead to rest than other splendid cemeteries.

The tombstone is very simple, there are no photos, no epitaph, only a name, and the person who erected the monument.

Xie Yan stared at the words "unworthy son Zhao Wumian Jingli", and put the orchid in his hand beside the tombstone: "Is it because of auntie that you went to study medicine?"

"It's not, it's not." Zhao Wumian stood in front of the tombstone, with a look of memory in his eyes, "When I was young, my mother asked me what I wanted to do when I grew up. I said I wanted to be a doctor, and I wanted to—" said When he got here, he turned his head and glanced at Xie Yan, with a faint smile in his eyes, "I miss my loved one, who is free from illness, pain, disaster, trouble, worry, and peace."

"You... Do you want to stay alone with Auntie for a while?" Xie Yan was a little embarrassed by him, after all, in front of the tomb, one should behave more calmly.

Zhao Wumian shook his head, "I thought you would want to tell her more than me."

Xie Yan originally wanted to say a lot, but when he arrived at the tomb, it seemed that what he said was meaningless.The dead are gone, the past is not remonstrated... only the coming can be pursued.

He thought for a while and knelt down in front of the tomb. Zhao Wumian was taken aback for a moment, then knelt down too.

The cemetery was very quiet, and one could even hear the chirping of insects from the forest, and the sound of foreheads hitting stone slabs.

"Mom, I'll bring him to see you." Zhao Wumian didn't get up for a long time as he kowtowed his head last.

Xie Yan didn't get up either, and the two of them knelt straight in front of the tomb, as solemnly as if they were worshiping heaven and earth.

Rounding it up is considered to have worshiped heaven and earth, worshiped the high hall, and kowtowed for the third time, it is considered a ceremony.Xie Yan held Zhao Wumian's hand, and pressed his palms together, only to find that both of them were sweating slightly.

"Auntie..." Xie Yan licked his lips, a little nervous, and said the second half of the sentence in a heavy voice, "Although I may be far from the image of your daughter-in-law in your mind, I will love him, respect Him, trust him, stay with him."

Xie Yan paused for a moment, then kowtowed again: "Heaven and earth are lessons, even though there are many difficulties and dangers, we swear to share the troubles, and we swear to never give up even though we suffer from illness and prosperity."

One word and one sentence hit Zhao Wumian's heart, and the joy burst out from the soft heart, and it was good at wind, spreading wantonly, and crawled from the heart to the lips, staining the corners of the eyes and brows.

"Also called Auntie."

Xie Yan was stunned by what he said, and then a smile appeared on the brows of his eyes: "Mom—"

"Every year from now on, I will come to kowtow to you."

"Fool."

Xie Yan laughed so stupidly, Zhao Wumian pulled him to stand up, straightened his hair that was blown by the wind: "It's windy on the mountain, let's go home."