"Where are we going?"

"You'll know when you get there."

…

It was not until Jiang Yiyu drove the car into the Jiang family cemetery in the mountains outside Beijing that Song Shengsheng realized that he was bringing her to see his mother.

After getting off the car, Song Shengsheng walked slowly behind Jiang Yiyu. After walking for a while, she reached out and tugged at the hem of his clothes. Jiang Yiyu slowed down his pace, reached out and pulled her to his side, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Song Shengsheng glanced around at the dense woods on both sides of the road and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were coming to see Mom? You didn't even buy a bouquet of flowers. It doesn't seem sincere at all."

"The flowers are ready, and there are people guarding here."

"But I haven't prepared anything. Jiang Yiyu, why do you always do things like this?"

"Don't be angry." Jiang Yiyu put his arm around her shoulders: "Mom won't mind."

“I mind!”

"I was wrong."

"You admit your mistakes every time, but you keep making the same mistake again. And it always seems like I'm being unreasonable. Jiang Yiyu, does your mother know about your bad habits?"

"If you tell her later, she will know, right?"

"So you brought me here to complain?"

"Yeah, what else? Be good, let me tell you, all the ancestors of the Jiang family, whoever you can find, are here. You can complain to my mom, or you can complain to my grandpa. If you feel that my grandpa can't control me, then go find my great-grandfather. You can complain to anyone you want."

"What's the point of suing them? They can't control you."

"It's hard to say."

Song Shengsheng hit him hard: "Don't talk nonsense! Do you think you are a child and can say anything you want? You can not believe in ghosts and gods, but you must respect them. You have to understand this principle!"

"Then I won't sue you. Just stay and love me."

"I'm sorry! Jiang Yiyu, I'll reluctantly forgive you this time for the sake of your ancestors. But you have to promise me in front of your mother that no matter what happens in the future, you must discuss it with me first. You are not allowed to hide it from me, you are not allowed to lie to me, and you are not allowed to do things without consulting me first and making me worry. Do you understand?"

Jiang Yiyu smiled and nodded.

Song Shengsheng was not satisfied with his attitude and squeezed his arm again: "Show your attitude!"

Jiang Yiyu cleared his throat and shouted louder, "I promise to listen to my wife from now on!"