Chapter 6
In the south col of Fuding Mountain, large tracts of bamboo forests are swaying in the spring breeze.Yellow-green and pink paper streamers can be seen everywhere in the forest, as well as debris of firecrackers mixed in thick bamboo leaves.

Ai Yu carried a small basket and carefully avoided the dirt bumps, looking for her ancestors.She wants to worship grandpa's parents, grandma's parents, grandpa and grandma.As for the relatives on the father's side, it is said that they are not in Jiangnan, and Ai Yu has never seen them.Her mother, who didn't even follow her surname, didn't need to think about those ancestors.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, everyone else is a big family outing in the spring, but Ai Yu alone wipes the tombstone, inserts colorful flags, weeds, places sacrifices, burns paper money, fires firecrackers, pays homage to the ancestors...

It has been like this every year for seven years.

Sitting in front of the joint tomb of grandpa and grandma, looking at the cold name on the inscription.Ai Yu refrained from using her spiritual sense to investigate the tomb, and reported every detail of her life word by word.

"Grandma, I've grown a little bit taller in the past two days, didn't you expect it? 1.7 meters three!"

"Recently I learned a way to strengthen my body. I don't dare to say it. I will live longer than you two in the future. I will definitely not burp my fart because of a stroke or high blood pressure."

"Now the monthly salary is 3000 yuan. After deducting the five social insurances, one housing fund and the housing loan, there is less than [-] yuan left. After I go back, I want to apply for a job transfer and work as a special investigative reporter on the legal column. I should be able to earn more. "

"Mayor Hu is full of energy now. If the nursing home is really completed. I want to sell the old house, you won't blame me, will you?"

"Kuding Temple is gone, and the old locust tree is gone. It's meaningless to keep the old house."

……

When the sun rose overhead, Ai Yu returned home with the removed sacrifices.A car was parked in front of the old house, it should be that Ai Jianping came back.

Pushing open the door and entering, I saw a middle-aged woman with short hair, a suit and high heels lying halfway on the rocking chair in the courtyard.My mother is almost 50 years old, and the maintenance is very good.

"Have you finished your prayers?"

"Yeah." Ai Yu nodded, and said calmly, "I have a train ticket for the evening, and I'll be leaving in a while. When you leave, remember to pull the switch, turn off the water meter, and lock the door."

Every year during the Qingming Festival, Ai Jianping would go back to her hometown to worship her ancestors, but Ai Yu never made an appointment with her.First of all, the two of them do have their own affairs, and it is not easy to get together.Secondly, they are really not familiar with each other, and there is no need to pretend to be familiar.

"Xiao Yu, do you want to go abroad?"

Ai Yu was about to go into the house to pack her backpack, when she turned her head in surprise, "Has your husband been transferred back to Germany?"

"Amos' expatriate time has expired. I am applying for a visa. We will leave next month."

Ai Jianping has long been used to the way her daughter speaks to her, and has also accepted that the relationship between them is like familiar strangers over the years.But when she really wanted to immigrate with her youngest son and husband, she suddenly felt very reluctant to leave Ai Yu behind.

"Xiaoyu, if you are willing to go to Germany, I can..."

"Don't!" Ai Yu waved his hand, "You are a family, what does it look like for me to join in. Besides, I don't speak German, so go to Berlin to beg for food?"

Ai Jianping and her current husband have a mixed-race son who is only five years old. When the little guy saw Ai Yu for the first time, he opened his mouth as his aunt, and he almost pissed off her cheap sister.

"How about I leave you the house in Yanjing? It's my house, and it has nothing to do with Amos."

"We have agreed a long time ago that I will support myself after work and won't spend your money anymore." Ai Yu shook her head funny. Both of them are Taurus, both obsessed with material things and obsessed with cleanliness.

Seeing a layer of sadness welling up in Ai Jianping's eyes, Ai Yu had no choice but to drag a small bench and sit beside her.

"After you go and settle down there, give me a contact information. If I have no food someday, I will definitely ask you for help, and I don't need it now."

Ai Jianping sighed, wanted to hug Ai Yu, but felt that she was not qualified.After struggling for a moment, I had to give up.

"Xiaoyu, we will have fewer chances to meet in the future. There are some things I want to talk to you now."

"You say, I listen."

"Your father and I met through work. He was an orphan before we got married, so we settled down in the county here and started a business together when we came back. After you were born, his family found him. As for where our small family is going, I Didn't agree with him. So we divorced and the kids belonged to me."

Ai Yu remained silent, she had heard this story from her grandmother.The old lady said that her parents were too young and impulsive at that time, and they got married when they said they got married, and divorced when they said they got divorced.Both of them are very assertive, they only have themselves in their hearts, and they don't think about what to do with a baby at all.

Because of this, the old man and the old lady kept Ai Yu by their side.One is afraid that the grandson will suffer hardships with the daughter for nothing, and the other is that the daughter will not be able to remarry with the child.

In short, Ai Yu has never had the concept of parents since she can remember, nor can she talk about love and hate.Ai Jianping is very aware of this, so every time she talks to Ai Yu, she pays great attention to her tone and attitude, for fear of arousing her daughter's resentment.

"Your father and I each formed a new family later. Because our minds have matured, we are living a smooth life for each other, but I am sorry for you. I tell you this because I hope you will not be afraid of marriage. We are negative models, You must be capable of living better than us."

Is this marriage urging?
Ai Yu looked at her mother's nervous expression and didn't know what to say.

"Hey, well, I haven't met the right one yet. If I do, I'll definitely get it done. Don't worry."

……

It wasn't until she took the high-speed train going north that Ai Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Probably because of the imminent parting, Ai Jianping became very sticky and insisted on driving her to the high-speed rail station.That strange self-blaming urge to marry made Ai Yu even more unbearable.

She is a monk now, and if her practice goes smoothly, her lifespan will be infinitely extended step by step.Even if you stay in the Qi refining stage for the rest of your life, regardless of your appearance or physical function, you will always be young because of practicing.

How do you find someone?
Ai Yu shuddered at the thought of dying for a white-haired old man with a face in his twenties, with several sons and daughters in their 60s and [-]s kneeling beside him.

Out of the billions of people in the world, how many practice secretly?

Among these people, how many male cultivators are there?
How many of these male cultivators can grow in her aesthetics?
At the same time, the other party has to look up to her, don't you think this woman looks like a man?

too difficult!
Ai Yu shook her head, put the matter of marriage out of her mind, and fiddled with the latest Leica at hand with great interest.

This model has not yet been launched in China, and she estimates that she will not be able to afford it if she does not eat, drink, or repay the mortgage for two years.When Ai Jianping stuffed the camera bag over, she solemnly declared that it was a gift specially bought by Amos when she returned to China, and she must accept it.

Because the immigrant took his mother away, so he did what he liked and gave him a great camera as an apology?

The damn Germans...

If Amos gave hundreds of thousands directly, Ai Yu would definitely not take it.

It's really hard to say no to a camera, let alone a full set of lenses.

(End of this chapter)

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