C3 Break up

On the day of the funeral, the four megaphones blew a whimper, and the group slowly walked forward amidst the sorrowful music.

Su Yongnian wore mourning clothes as he held his father's memorial tablet. A family member stood on his left, holding a black umbrella, not allowing the memorial tablet to be exposed to the sun. Su Yongan followed behind Su Yongnian. Holding his father's portrait in his hand, Su Zhengye's face was flushed red. His eyes were full of vigor, and his two white eyebrows were hanging down. One look and you could tell that he was someone who had seen a lot of things.

Su Yiming held the Spirit Protecting Ring in his hand and a trace of grief appeared on his face. Su Xinyue followed behind him, holding the mourning tent in her hand. Her expression was somewhat absent-minded, and she followed the group of people forward mechanically.

Su Yiming turned around and looked at her resentfully. Su Xinyue could not help but shiver. She had become a thorn in his side. He would not easily let her go.

The neighbors all came to see her off. The group of people carried Su Zhengye's coffin onto the cart in a grandiose manner.

The paper money was covered in the sun all the way, like snowflakes floating in the sky.

Su Xinyue was crying silently when the time was high and low. Tears flowed down her face along with the wind. She felt a slight coldness on her face when the wind blew on her face.

A hand suddenly rested on her shoulder. She looked up. It was her boyfriend, Shao Nan, whom she had been looking forward to and had not appeared for a long time. He had lost contact with her for a few days without answering the phone.

"You're finally here. " Su Xinyue's expression was cold.

"I've been forced to work overtime for the past few days. I didn't even have time to pick up my phone. Once the mission was completed, I rushed over. " Shao Nan put on a sackcloth as he spoke and patted Su Xinyue's shoulder as a form of comfort.

Along the way to the crematorium, Su Zhengye's body was cremated. Su Yongnian held his father's urn and cried along the way. Su Yongan followed behind his brother, wiping his tears as he walked. Su Xinyue was waiting at the door. When she saw her big uncle and father coming out, she finally cried loudly.

"Grandpa, grandpa. . . Grandpa, just like this. . . Let's go. . . " Su Xinyue cried bitterly. In her infinite sorrow, her grandfather's love for her, her grandfather's expectations for her, and all the bits and pieces appeared in front of her eyes.

"Xiao Yue, eat slowly. There's more here, don't choke. " Su Xinyue had two braids. The small figure sat in front of her grandfather and stuffed osmanthus cakes into her mouth. She opened her big watery eyes. She stared at the osmanthus cakes in front of her grandfather while eating. Her grandfather patted her head and smiled as he gave her another piece. "Eat slowly. These are all yours. "

From the moment she remembered, she loved going to her grandfather's place. Her grandfather lived in the main room in the last row. There was a small courtyard. Her small hand would often push open the door of the courtyard by itself, and she would see a small wooden house built in her grandfather's courtyard. There were many tools piled up inside. She loved to crawl in and touch this. She touched that one. The cold touch made her fondle it admiringly.

At this time, she heard her grandfather's panicked voice, "Xiao Yue, don't move. Be careful not to break your hand. " Su Xin Yue would run up, hug her grandfather's leg, and raise her head to give him a brilliant smile. Her grandfather most likely didn't say anything else and carried her out of the house.

A bit bigger. She followed behind her grandfather, watching him chop bamboo, boil bamboo, and bask in the sun. In her eyes, her grandfather knew everything. Sometimes, Su Yiming would also barge in. However, whenever he saw her grandfather, he would always be a little timid, and didn't dare to get too close to her grandfather.

His grandfather would often wave at him, and he would be embarrassed for a long time. Only then did he dare to come to his grandfather's side. His grandfather would give him a candy. He reached out and took it. He didn't dare to eat it in front of his grandfather. When his grandfather saw his expression, he teased him, "Good name. Why do you look like a girl? Hurry up and eat, I still have more after eating. " Su Yiming raised his head and secretly glanced at his grandfather. He still didn't dare to eat in front of him. He took the candy and ran away. His grandfather smiled and shook his head. "This child is too shy. "

Su Xinyue loved to follow her grandfather like a follower. She pestered her grandfather to tell her stories. Only when her grandfather couldn't convince her, would he coax her. He would tell her the story of the Su family's former tribute merchant. Every year before the Dragon Boat Festival was the busiest and liveliest time. At this time, he had to hurry up and make a batch of refined folding fans. There were people in the Palace who came to collect the fans. These fans would enter the Palace, and the Emperor would personally award them to the officials who had performed meritorious deeds. It meant benevolence and love. At that time, the Su family's fan industry was at its most glorious moment. When his grandfather said this, his face revealed a trace of gratification.

"Wow, so awesome. Those fans must be very exquisite. I really want to hold them in my hands. Take a good look. " Su Xinyue always echoed, and had a natural admiration for this glorious period of history. "Silly child. No matter how exquisite the fan is, I can't show it to you. I also heard it from my grandfather. I brought it up for you to hear again. " His grandfather was immersed in his story, and this reminded him of his deceased family.

Sometimes, his grandfather would hold Su Xinyue's hand. He shuttled through the courtyard to see the filial bamboo outside. "If only this was a piece of bamboo. " His grandfather sighed. At that time, Su Xinyue didn't understand the meaning of her grandfather's words. Now that she thought about it, Her grandfather hoped to have a bamboo forest that could be used to make fans. That way, she would be able to find the materials on the spot.

She recalled the love her grandfather had shown her since she was young. In the midst of extreme grief, she became a tearful person. Shao Nan hugged her, afraid that she would faint from crying.

"My condolences! I believe your grandfather doesn't want to see you so sad. If you do what your grandfather asks you to do, it will be the best way to repay him. Be obedient!" Shao Nan took a piece of paper and wiped her tears.

The group quickly arrived at the Su family's cemetery. After cleaning the tomb, they placed four copper coins at the four corners of the tomb and placed them under Su Yi's name to warm the acupuncture points in the tomb. After placing the urn and sealing the acupuncture points, they carried out the worship ceremony.

The relatives carried out the final offering according to their seniority. Su Xinyue kowtowed three times in front of her grandfather's tomb, and from then on, Yin and Yang were separated. Her grandfather completely left this world and left her. In an instant, she lost her loved ones.

Snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky. A crystal clear snowflake landed on Su Xinyue's hair. Shao Nan gently brushed away this snowflake for her, and even more snowflakes fell on her head and body.

Shao Nan supported her and walked into the distance. She knew that she could not turn back to look at her grandfather's tomb.

In front of a few Acacia Trees, Shao Nan suddenly asked, "Are you sure you want to stay here, and stay here? I'm going to Beijing, Are you not going with me?"

Su Xinyue looked at him and slowly nodded. She said to him firmly, "Yes, I want to stay. Until I fulfill my grandfather's wish. I won't leave. Maybe I won't leave for the rest of my life. "

Shao Nan's face darkened. She looked at her deeply with some sadness, then turned around and left without looking back.

Su Xinyue stood where she was and watched his gradually fading back. Snow fell on her face, a little moist. She sniffed and walked toward the car. She wanted to return to the Fan Bone Camp as soon as possible. The sooner, the better.