Chapter 1563 (1/1)

”Wan Kun, don't be impulsive. You have to worship your mother before you go to the cold Jiaotan to read.”

Ten thousand Kun stupefied, worship? Not to visit, but to worship?

The brain suddenly becomes blank. He doesn't know what to say or do now. He can't even feel sad. He just opens his mouth and follows the Qi with a big mouth. His heart is aching.

Mother left, not until he came to see her on her last journey, not even until he escorted her to the coffin for burial.

”Where's my father? He, where is he? ” My mother passed away, leaving my father and myself behind. I'm afraid that my father is the most sad.

Min Hengzhi said: ”after his master was buried, he built a hut not far from the cemetery, named Yunju. He said that he would live there and never leave.”

Until then, the tears in wankun's eyes rolled down.

More than once, my father told him that he hoped he could take over the business of thousands of families as soon as possible, so that he could free up his spare time and take his mother away from this noisy world. He said that his mother had always yearned for this, just for my father and myself, so that he could stay in Kyoto.

Luoji came into the room with white porridge and sighed: ”wankun, when Fu Lin, a teacher in charge of the school, left, she said that life, old age and death are a process that everyone has to go through. It's nothing, but she doesn't want to make you and your father sad because she left, so she has been holding on these days. Until now, she can't hold on any longer. She hopes you can Don't be too sad, because her departure is also a painful relief. I hope you guys don't blame her for leaving so selfishly. In the next life, she will be a family with you guys. ”

Wan Kun lay down on the bed with his back to min Hengzhi and Luo Ji. His body was curled up in a ball, and his shoulders were shaking. Although he didn't make any sound, his sadness could be easily felt.

After resting in Luozhuang for two days, wankun finally recovered some strength. He got on the carriage to Yunju, and min Hengzhi personally sent him there.

He got out of the carriage. Far away, he saw his father with white hair sitting in front of a stone tablet. The tomb was new. The stone tablet was also new. But the back of his father was so old and lonely.

Tears blurred the line of sight, for a time, step by step, I don't know how to face the old lonely father, I don't know how to face the mother who died with regret.

Min Hengzhi patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, ”let's go and kowtow to your mother.”

He followed min Hengzhi, every step seemed to have exhausted his whole body's strength, step by step, and finally came to his mother's grave. His eyes were dim with tears, and he could not see the words on the stone tablet. He could not see a word. He could not hear what his father said in his ear. He could not hear a word. He kowtowed his forehead on the cold bluestone tablet. He had not been up for a long time, and he felt in his heart I cried out to my mother thousands of times, but I can't get her response any more.

Mr. Wan lifted up the heartbroken wankun and helped him back to Yunju.

It's not big, but the furnishings are very delicate and complete. It's also very clean. It seems that Mr. Wan really intends to live for a long time.

Mr. Wan helped Wan Kun to his chair and sat down. He poured him a glass of water and sighed: ”kun'er, your mother has gone. It's useless to be sad. Please open up.”