Chapter 418

On the day of Fu Chenhan's mother's death, the sun was shining high. When he went out, Fu Chenhan looked at the sun in the sky and asked Aunt Liu to take an umbrella to protect Jiang Xu from the sun for fear of sunburn. It was like going out for an outing instead of going to pay homage to the dead.

Wei Yu's and Fu Mo's tombs are next to each other. The Fu family's ancestral tombs have been taken care of by special personnel. They look very solemn. Fu Chenhan leads Jiang Xu through them and occasionally tells her who is who.

Finally, they stopped at Wei Yu's tomb.

There was no picture on the tombstone, only Wei Yu's name, Fu Shen Han bent down and put a bouquet of Lily Perfume on her grave. "What's the reason why she didn't have a portrait?"

Jiang Xu nodded.

"She doesn't like taking pictures. She doesn't have any," Fu said

Jiang Xiu asked, "do you remember what your mother looked like?"

"Some don't remember." Fu Chenhan said faintly: "when she died, I was still young. At that time, she was so haggard that she was no longer as beautiful as she used to be. But I remember when her father died, she went out for the first time after she came to Fu's house and wore a snow-white skirt. Many people stared at her. It should be very beautiful."

Jiang Xu looked at Fu Chenhan's fine brushwork face and said, "that lady should be very beautiful, because my uncle is very good-looking."

Fu Chenhan smiles, but he doesn't know what it means. There are unknown petals floating in the distance. Looking at the petals, he suddenly remembers what happened a long time ago.

That day, just after school, he came in and saw the rare vulnerability of Mrs. Fu's always square face. She clung to her crutch and stared at him with hatred in her eyes: "it's all your fault! It's all your fault! You and your mother are both victims“

At that time, Fu Chenhan was not so resistant to this grandmother. It was very sad to hear these words, but he learned to hide his emotions when he was very young, so he didn't say anything. He just walked by Mrs. Fu indifferently, but heard Mrs. Fu yell: "Fu Chenhan! Your dad's dead! Your mother killed you“

Fu Chenhan stood in the same place, stunned, and almost doubted his ears for a moment.

Fu Mo is actually a little strange to him, because this man is very silent and hard-blooded. He gives all his tenderness to Wei Yu alone, and it's hard for others to get a little bit of it.

At first hearing the news of his death, Fu Chenhan didn't believe it at all, because the man in his heart is an indomitable existence. How could he die?

Until he saw Fu Mo's body with his own eyes, she lay there quietly. Wei Yu knelt down beside him, with no tears on her face. She just looked straight at the void and didn't know what she was thinking.

After discovering that Fu Chenhan came back, she waved: "come here."

It is rare for Wei Yu to have such a sober time. Fu Chenhan's lips are still gone.

Wei Yu said softly, "Shen Han, you have grown up now."

Her eyes are very gentle. She has always been like this. Even when she is sick, she will not be hysterical and hurt him and Fu Yishu. It seems that there is nothing she can't tolerate in this world.

However, when he heard Wei Yu's words again, Fu Chenhan had no reason to panic, because he faintly felt that Wei Yu could not turn a blind eye to it this time.

Fu Chenhan always thinks that his parents get along very strangely. His father seems to love his mother, but he keeps her in the Fu family's small house and doesn't allow her to go out. His mother seems to have no feelings for his father, but she will cry silently in the moonlight after he leaves home. He thought they would torture each other for a lifetime, but who would be willing to give it to others easily for a lifetime.

Wei Yu had a hard time in the end. She always looked at the sky quietly. When she was not awake, she grabbed a person and asked in a low voice where Fu Mo had gone. But of course, no one would answer her. She was an unwelcome alien in the Fu family. When Fu Mo died, she had no value for existence. People who were already unconscious suffered all kinds of torture. In the end, I don't know how she left. When she found her again, she had already died before Fu Mo's tombstone. At that time, she was clearly dead, but when she died, she seemed to return to her most energetic age, with amazing beauty and clear eyes.

Fu Shen Han narrowed his eyes and watched the petal slowly fall in front of Wei Yu's tombstone. Many pictures appeared in front of his eyes, and finally settled on Mrs. Fu's dry face like an orange peel. She pointed to him like a withered bamboo branch: "you monster! You're just as mad as your mother

……

Fu Chenhan lowered his eyes and suddenly asked Jiang Xiu, "Jiang Jiang, do you think madness can be inherited“

Jiang Xu Leng Leng: "from the medical point of view, mental illness belongs to hereditary diseases."

Fu Chenhan smiles, stoops and squats in front of Wei Yu's tombstone, pours out a glass of wine and sprinkles it on her grave: "I haven't come to see you for a long time. Don't blame me."

Jiang Xu sat down with him and watched Fu Chenhan quietly.

Fu Chenhan continued: "I've had a good life recently. I haven't had nightmares in the middle of the night. My diet is also good. As for Fu Yishu... He will come over later and let him tell you. How are you doing down there?"

Of course, Wei Yu would not answer him.

Fu Chenhan also didn't care, said: "with father, no one should bully you... But he should be very distressed, how he just left not long, you go to accompany him."

When the wind came and the sun was warm all over the sky, Fu Shen Han narrowed his eyes: "by the way, there is someone else to introduce to you."

He tilted his head and looked at Jiang Xu, "call people."

"..." Jiang Xiu thought for a moment: "good madam."

Fu Chenhan laughed, but he didn't correct it. He just said with emotion: "in fact, the only thing that has satisfied me for so many years is to give this little girl to me. If you are still alive, you should like her very much."

Jiang Xu looked at his side face, and suddenly said softly, "uncle, are you very sad now?"

"No

"Don't lie," Jiang Xiu put out his white hand and gently pointed at the end of his eyebrow. "Every time you feel down, there will be a little drop here. I know you are very sad. If you want to cry, I can lend you my shoulder and promise not to tell others that you are crying. It's normal to miss Mom. "

She whispered, "I'll miss Mom, too."