I'm sorry, I can't serve you all.

Chapter 187
"I'll scoop up two for you." Father Chen turned his head and said.

"Hey." Jinyue really didn't know how to refuse.

In order not to worry Mrs. Chen, Jinyue found a slightly cleaner bowl and washed it twice before reluctantly eating breakfast.

However, they haven't gotten up yet, Jinyue knows that they will go to Zhou's grave when they get up, and she doesn't want to go.

She took out the two sets of clothes that she brought to Father Chen, and gave him another 1000 yuan to let him eat whatever he wanted, and then said that she was going back.

"It's still early. After lunch, let's go by car."

"No, Dad, I like to walk now, and I'll be home before noon."

Father Chen took an empty sack and entered the granary, and after a while, he came out with half a sack full of heavy things.

"This is this year's walnut, you can bring it back to your baby."

Thinking that Feng's family might use the topic to play, Jinyue said euphemistically that she was going to walk the mountain road, and she couldn't carry it by herself.

Father Chen thought for a while, nodded, and said, "That's fine, I'll take the baby there next time."

Like many years ago, Father Chen sent Jinyue to the entrance of the village. Along the way, the two of them didn't say anything, but Jinyue clearly felt that Father Chen was really old.

"Father, Xiaobao and the others treat you well?"

Old Man Chen grinned and said, "It's all right."

"You can come and live with us if you want."

"No, no. How can I live in your house all the time. It's good here, it's good."

Jinyue didn't know what to say, she really couldn't change old father Chen's deep-rooted traditional concept.

One thing she can be sure of is that as long as she gives money, she won't be afraid that Mrs. Feng will treat Mr. Chen badly.

Father Chen suddenly said: "Yue'er, it is retribution for father to get to this point."

Jinyue stopped, and looked at Father Chen in surprise: "What retribution?"

"I shouldn't be so cruel to your mother."

Jinyue was silent for a while, and said, "Father, it's been so long, so don't think about it."

Father Chen nodded.

"Don't be reluctant to spend money. You can buy whatever you want to eat. Also, if Xiaobao and his wife quarrel or something, don't say anything, don't mind their affairs, just take good care of yourself, know Is it? Dad."

"I know, baby, live your life well and don't worry about dad."

Jinyue nodded, tightly shook Father Chen's cold hand, then turned and left.

It wasn't until Jinyue's figure gradually shrunk and disappeared that Father Chen walked back.

From seven to eight in the morning, the village was quiet except for a few hard-working people picking dung.

Father Chen couldn't help but think of these bad things at home again.

Because of Zhou's matter, He Hehua quarreled two or three times, and finally broke with them, and never returned to her mother's house. Now He Hehua is making trouble again.

He also knew that the Zhou family was indeed forced to do nothing, but the Feng family did not leave any excuses.

Just like now, although Feng's daddy is very sweet on the surface, he does things in a completely different style.

He has bad teeth and can't eat hard food, but Feng's cooking prefers hard food, just like a few nights ago, Feng's fried pork with potato cubes, he doesn't know how the meat is, and he never Don't eat meat, but the potato wedges are as raw as they are.

Seeing how hard he was chewing, Xiaobao said tactfully, "This potato seems a bit hard, I guess the child won't be able to eat it."

Feng said: "Children don't eat potatoes. Children grow up and should eat more meat."

As she spoke, she gave each of the two children a piece of meat.

Chen Tian was only two years old, and she couldn't even hold chopsticks well. She tremblingly picked up the meat and gave it to Mr. Chen.

"I don't want to eat fat meat, grandpa will eat it."

Feng patted her hand, and said seriously: "How can you be a child if you don't eat meat? Your grandfather is old, and he can't digest meat after eating it."

"That's right, Tian'er, grandpa can't eat it, you can grow taller if you eat it." Father Chen put the piece of meat to Chen Tian again.

There are many similar things like this, but Father Chen chose to tolerate them.

He is already old and won't live for a few more years. As long as Xiaobao and the others live well, he will be satisfied.

Walking into the house, He Ru and the others are already up.

"Father, where did you go early in the morning?" He Hua asked.

"Father, where is Jinyue?" He Yang asked.

"I just went to see Jinyue off. She said she had something to do at home and went back."

"It's so early, don't wait for me." He Yang muttered.

"Where's that bitch?" He Yang continued to ask.

"Xiaobao and his daughter-in-law have gone to her husband's house."

"Hmph, probably hiding."

"Forget it, forget about them, let's make some sacrifices and go to the grave." He Hua said.

"Well, you can do it. It's better to make vermicelli fried pork, cover it with an egg, and make two servings. I'll go to the village entrance to buy some paper coins and incense watches. Look, mother likes to drink tea, so you can make a pot of stew."

"There are incense watches at home." Father Chen said, and was about to go to the house to get them.

"Oh, Dad, you don't have to work hard. We will do these things ourselves."

Father Chen stood awkwardly for a while, but felt that it was meaningless, so he went out for a stroll.

Zhou's grave is on the opposite mountain, which was originally a potato field.

Father Chen has always wanted to sleep at the feet of his parents after death. His parents' graves are on the opposite side, quite far away.

But Zhou's death was an accident, and there was no time to think about it too much at that time. Mr. Yin Yang looked at it for a long time, and even said that the piece of land that Mr. Chen mentioned was inconsistent with Zhou's horoscope and could not be buried there.

"Let's just take the potato field on the opposite side. It's a land of good geomantic omen. Besides, if you want to die, you can see it as soon as you go out. How nice it is."

Before Father Chen said anything, Chen Xiaobao agreed, saying that it's better to be closer, it's better to be closer.

Zhou's grave was covered with weeds, and there were several mouse holes on the mound.

While filling the hole, He Hua said, "I don't know how long it's been since anyone came here."

"Who do you expect to come? Chen Xiaobao? You haven't seen that virtue." He Hao said, and unscrewed the teacup.

"You say what's the point of living a lifetime? Look, mother, a living person turns into a pile of dust in an instant." He Ru said.

When He Ru lit the paper money, He Gao stared at the dancing flames in a daze.

"Xiangzi, hurry up and say a few words to mother, mother hasn't seen you for a long time." He Ru said.

"What are you thinking?" He Hua gently pushed He Yang.

He Yang said, "I want to erect a monument for my mother."

"Ah, erect, erect a monument?" He Hua said in surprise.

"Yes, I agree." He Ru was quite calm.

"Well, let's go back and discuss it with Dad."

"He Hua, why are you always timid, our mother is sleeping here, what are you discussing with her?"

"Then, at least discuss it with Xiaobao."

"Hmph, with him? Do you expect him to give you advice or to share the monument fee with you?"

(End of this chapter)