Xu Daqiang has three days in a year that others must not mess with.

One is Qingming.

One is July 15th.

The last one is September 12th in the Gregorian calendar.

It was the anniversary of my wife's death.

In these three days, whoever dares to cause trouble for Xu Daqiang is making himself uncomfortable.

During these three days, Xu Daqiang saw everyone as his enemy and disliked everyone.

For Xu Xin and Xu Miao, these three days are the most important. Since childhood, no matter whether they are rich or poor, the two brothers have never missed them.

I would buy yellow paper with my own hands and fold ingots for my mother.

When Xu Miao went to college outside, Xu Xin did this job.

But now that he is studying outside, Xu Miao has to do this job.

Tomorrow is Tomb Sweeping Day, the day to visit graves. But as a foreigner, I cannot go back to worship, so according to the rules left by the older generation, I burned the paper at the intersection the night before.

This kind of thing is more important than anything else in the Xu family.

There must be no delay.

At this moment, the flames are blazing.

Xu Xin skillfully used branches to stir the fire so that the yellow paper pressed underneath could burn more fully.

He was mumbling to himself.

But since he was a child, no matter who asked him what he was talking about, he never told anyone.

Even my brother and dad.

Because... in his concept, there are only three days every year when he can "see" his mother.

He had a lot to say to his mother.

Talk about your own growth.

Talk about your own experience.

Talk about your happiness.

Talk about your sadness.

This is the secret between a mother and her son as young as they can be.

Please let the world be gentle.

But it has nothing to do with the world.

…

Only embers remained of the yellow paper.

Dark red flickers in the dark.

It's like a response to a son, hot but gentle.

Xu Xin breathed a long sigh of relief.

As if he had been relieved of a lot of pressure, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket and lit a cigarette for himself.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

After he finished speaking in a low voice, he walked directly towards the hotel.

Didn't look back.

I don't want to look back at this time.

At the same time, it is also best not to talk to others, especially if someone calls you, you must not look back or agree.

When he arrived at the hotel door, he sent a message to Wei Lanfang:

"Sister Wei, are you finished?"

"Are you finished?"

Wei Lanfang replied instantly.

Xu Xin was stunned, did this sister guess what she was doing?

So smart...

As expected, it is not easy to be in the position of negotiator.

He sighed and replied:

"Well, should I go back now?"

"Wait a minute, I'll ask Director Zhang."

"good."

After waiting for about a minute or two, Wei Lanfang's message came back:

"Director Zhang said you don't have to come back. It's almost over here."

"Okay, Sister Wei, please help me and tell Director Zhang that in the evening, I can let Yang Mi go for a test."

"okay."

He walked directly to the hotel, but when he looked up, he suddenly saw Yang Mi walking this way with her head down and fiddling with her mobile phone.

"?"

Just as he was about to say hello, his phone vibrated.

Looking down...

"I came out to eat something. I'm starving. Are you finished?"

"..."

"...Ah? Xu Xin?"

After sending the message, the girl looked up and saw Xu Xin standing at the door outside the hotel.

Suddenly he was stunned.

"Why are you here?"

"..."

Looking at her with surprise in her eyes, Xu Xin thought for a moment and said nothing, but replied on his mobile phone:

"Go ahead."

With that said, he walked directly into the hotel.

"...?"

Yang Mi looked at this message and then at the boy who passed by her, feeling a little puzzled:

"Why don't you talk?"

After saying that, seeing Xu Xin walking towards the hotel, she shouted again:

"Xu Xin?"

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

But at this time he really couldn't look back.

According to the saying in my hometown, if you turn around and blow out a fire on your shoulder, dirty things will follow.

So he could only keep walking forward, holding his mobile phone at the same time, and sent another message to Yang Mi:

"You go to eat, I'm going back to the house first."

"...???"

Yang Mi frowned.

After thinking about it, she stopped going out and quickly chased Xu Xin, walking side by side with him.

"Why don't you talk?"

Xu Xin was speechless, thinking to himself, why are you chasing after me?

However, when he entered the hotel lobby, he took a look at the statue of Guan Gong standing next to a rockery.

Then he finally spoke:

"Didn't I ask you to eat something?"

"...Then why didn't you say anything just now?"

She became more serious.

Xu Xin shook his head:

"I just came back from burning paper outside. I can't talk or look back until I get home."

"Uh...burn paper?"

Yang Mi was stunned.

Then the first reaction in my mind was:

"You are quite superstitious."
To be continued...