In winter, the sun shines on the ground, but it cannot bring out a trace of warmth.

In a remote mountain village that looks desolate.

Almost no figures were seen.

If it weren't for the occasional barking of weak dogs, no one would have thought that this mountain village was still inhabited.

Not far behind the mountain village, next to a small hill with sparse trees.

Lin Yu stayed in front of a tombstone.

"It's been many years... Grandpa, grandma, grandma, grandson is back..."

The tone is full of complex emotions.

Lin Yu arranged the offerings he brought with him meticulously and neatly.

Take out the lighter and light the big incense candle, followed by origami for worship.

The curling blue smoke slowly floats up in the windless winter and spreads into the air.

Added a little warmth in front of the tombstone.

My eyes were a little lost and looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone that had faded or even blurred due to years of maintenance.

"I'm sorry, grandparents, it's because my grandson has only visited the two elders for so many years. It's because my grandson is unfilial."

Squatting on the ground, Lin Yu muttered to himself.

The photo is a group photo.

One is a stubborn old man with a white hair, and the other is a kind-looking old woman.

The two people in the photo seemed to be staring at Lin Yu.

"Grandpa, the Huangfu family came to me. I know you might be unhappy after hearing this, but I decided to go back because you said that a real man should be able to bear the responsibility on his shoulders."

"Sometimes fate is so wonderful. Grandpa, I don't know how to explain it to you. My grandson didn't forget a word of what you told me, and he didn't dare to forget it."

"I know that you were wronged and your fate shouldn't have been like this. After my grandson knew these things, he couldn't be calm. Grandpa, I must help you get the grievances you suffered."

"At that time, my great-grandfather was assassinated, and you were also cut off from your meridians and you were not allowed to practice for life. My parents even encountered an unexpected accident because of this incident. My grandson could not be regarded as nothing had happened."

Lin Yu said intermittently, like a grandfather in the grave, who could hear his own voice.

A wisp of crystal tears slowly overflowed along the corners of my eyes.

He raised his hand and wiped the black and white photos on the tombstone hard.

"Believe me, grandpa, the deep hatred of our four generations is covered in blood and tears. My grandson will definitely seek justice for you. Anyone who has hurt us will pay the price he deserves."

This sentence is full of murderous intent, and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes reveal a solid murderous intent.

In the deep eyes, that stubbornness is in line with the old man in the photo.

Lin Yu slowly stood up and took two steps back.

Then, he knelt on his knees and respectfully kowtowed to the tombstone three times and nine times.

After doing all this, he stood up again.

His head slowly turned to the side.

Next to the tombstone of grandparents, there is a tomb for joint burial.

Lin Yu took heavy steps and walked to another grave.

He bent down and cleaned the weeds around him.

Then he carefully arranged another offering.

Lin Yu lit origami, burned and lowered his head to shed tears.

"My parents, I have hated you and blamed you, because I have always felt that I was the child who was abandoned by you, so I have never said a word with you for so many years."

Tears fell on the ground.

Lin Yu lowered his head and cried in silence.

If he respects and loves his grandparents, his feelings for his parents will undoubtedly become much less indifferent and complicated.

Because, in his growing memory, his parents are always missing blanks.

It was not until after experiencing so many things that Lin Yu gradually realized the difficulty of his parents.

Leaving yourself in your hometown is a kind of harm to Lin Yu, but to his parents, it is also a more heart-wrenching torture.

All of this is not voluntary.

Leaving yourself to your grandparents is perhaps the deepest helplessness.

Now Lin Yu is beginning to understand his parents' painstaking efforts.

"My parents, I was too confused before, always centered on myself and never put myself in my shoes. I was wrong. Parents, can you two forgive me?"

While sobbing, Lin Yu looked at the black and white photos on the tombstone with tears in his eyes.

The cold wind was bleak, just like his mood at this moment.

On the hillside in winter, looking around, it is desolate.

Withered wild grass, bare trunks, and rugged strange rocks.

Coupled with the cemetery scattered there, it outlines a sad picture.

Four close relatives of Lin Yu were buried in two cemeteries.

The home in the teenager's memory is buried here.

If it weren't for Li Xinyu's appearance, Lin Yu would probably still be the prodigal son who lives in a state of no fixed place until now.

He squatted in front of his parents' tombstone and felt like he had a lot of things to say.

Over the years, he has never had any communication with his parents.

Now, the knot in my heart has finally been opened.

Blood is thicker than water, this sentence is not just a saying.

Lin Yu has hated his parents and blamed him, but all of this is based on his love for his parents.

Love is deep and hatred is deep.

From childhood to adulthood, he longs for his parents' care more than anyone else.

Grandparents can never completely replace their parents' positions.

Lin Yu slowly narrated, starting with what he remembered.

Tell your parents every interesting thing about your childhood.

In the hazy tears, it seemed that the figure of parents appeared.

They were looking at Lin Yu silently and listening silently.

At this moment, Lin Yu simply sat on the ground.

When he talked about happiness, he danced with his hands and feet.

When it comes to sadness, tears shine.

It seemed that he was sitting in front of the tombstone and talking to himself, as if he had gained or lost his heart.

He seemed to have endless things to say, and he wanted to share every little thing in his memory with his parents.

The underworld coins in his hand were ignited and turned into ashes in the faint firelight.

The cold wind blew, and ashes floated into the sky.

The pungent smoke was blown away.

Time passes by little by little.

The sun hanging in the sky gradually tilted westward.

Lin Yu's shadow is getting longer and longer.

But he suddenly realized it.

Still sitting on the ground, talking excitedly about the old past events.

The accumulated family affection flows slowly through language.

While speaking, his eyes were staring at the photos on the tombstone.

It seems like I want to imprint the parents in the photo deep in my soul.

In those deep eyes, warmth and longing filled them.

After a long time, the sun sets and the sky is getting late.

The darkness began to gradually cover the earth.

At this time, Lin Yu stood up from the ground.
To be continued...