Chapter 118: There is no one here, give me a kiss?

Zhou Chong grabbed a large box of food from the trunk and put it aside.

"Here, take it. Your brother brought it to you. Don't bother me. I have something else to do. I'll tell you when I'm done."

The children chirped like little ducks, saying "Thank you, brother" and gathered around the snack box.

Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chong stood there for a while, and many villagers came over to say hello.

The village party secretary rushed over upon hearing the news and was overjoyed and wanted to share the joy.

He is now considered a pretty good internet celebrity, with 300,000 fans across all platforms.

Go online to sell goods in the village, and then drive to the city’s vegetable market to sell agricultural products.

The lives of every household in the village have improved so much.

"Xiaoshan, are you rushing back to visit the graves during the Qingming Festival? You and Master Zhou go, leave the trunk open, I'll pack some food for you, it'll be hard to get food in a big city." The village party secretary looked back and saw the village chief already coming with something in his arms, "Just do your thing, leave the trunk open!"

Shan Qingshan wanted to refuse, but Zhou Chong held him back and said "OK". Then he whispered to Shan Qingshan: "Give us some money when we leave."

That's fine.

Shan Qingshan opened the door.

Dust fell from the rafters.

Zhou Chong quickly pulled him to his side, covered his mouth and nose, and waved his hands to disperse the dust.

"I haven't lived here for a long time. It's so dusty."

In fact, it didn’t take long, but it felt like a lifetime ago.

"You stay here, I'll go find the tools."

"Um."

Zhou Chong came into the house.

Shan Qingshan stood at the door, looking at the old house where he had lived for more than ten years. Bits of memories uncontrollably flooded into his mind, but they changed color.

He turned and looked outside.

The mountains are green as spring comes.

"Found a hoe and a shovel."

Zhou Chong also brought out two backpacks, wiped them, and put the paper money he bought into the backpacks. He also took out the prepared urn from the car and handed it to Shan Qingshan.

"You take this."

"Um."

The two people walked up the mountain.

Shan Qingshan took precautions in advance.

"Don't talk nonsense this time."

Zhou Chong smiled.

"Qingshan Xiaobao, there is no one here."

“There are few people on the mountain.”

"Shall we have a kiss?"

"……roll."

When Zhou Chong came here again, all he could think of were memories.

"I want to watch our variety show again."

"You watched a lot at home."

Zhou Chong was admitted by recommendation and will have to wait until the second half of the year to enroll with the first batch of new students.

He is not in a hurry about the company's affairs. He has a lot of free time and watches their variety shows and editing on his computer every day, sometimes even projecting the screen.

Zhou Chong reminisced as he walked.

"I still remember you blocked the branches for me on the mountain, and you ended up breaking the back of your hand."

Shan Qingshan stopped and looked at him with cold eyes.

Everything I want to say is in his eyes.

Can you try to recall another one?

Zhou Chong shut up.

The two walked for a while, and Zhou Chong turned around and saw Shan Qingshan's house. It was originally a small shabby house, and now it looked even older and more shabby.

Shan Qingshan followed his gaze.

“Is this the first time you live in such a bad house?”

"Um."

First time in my life.

In my previous life, I also lived in a bad place.

When Zhou Chong first met Qingshan Xiaobao in his previous life, he lived in a rental house in the film and television city, and he had been there many times.

The rent there is cheap, the houses are small, there is a mix of all kinds of people, and the sound insulation is particularly poor!

The sound of the neighbor moaning can be heard clearly.

Zhou Chong was jealous of this.

He was afraid that Qingshan Xiaobao would listen to this woman's voice and solve the problem himself.

Zhou Chong wanted to rent a new one for him, but Shan Qingshan refused.

Their first time was also in that shabby rental house. He said he wanted to go to a hotel, but Shan Qingshan didn't want to.

Because of the poor sound insulation, Shan Qingshan had to endure it until his face turned red, and only at the very end did he let out a few bone-melting and soul-stirring nasal sounds.

I don't know what's the point of being so frustrated.

Zhou Chong's abacus was clattering.

I must find a big bed in my life! Good soundproofing! Thick cushions!

Shan Qingshan: "What are you thinking about? You are laughing so obscenely."

Zhou Chong coughed lightly and said, "Nothing."

Shan Qingshan saw through it but didn't say it out loud.

The two walked for a long time before arriving at the place.

There was a lot of grass growing on that row of small mounds.

Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chongxian pulled out the weeds and did some repairs.

As they were pulling, Zhou Chong said, "Xiaobao, there are no more wild boars lying on our mother's grave."

“…”

Shan Qingshan didn’t know what to say, so he just said “Oh”.

After the repairs were completed, Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chong divided the paper money and lit it.

Shan Qingshan kowtowed one by one.

When he arrived at Shan Mingli's grave, he hesitated slightly, knelt down, and did not speak for a long time.

Zhou Chong followed Shan Qingshan and came over. Seeing that Shan Qingshan was in a daze and looked lonely, he knelt down beside him.

"dad!"

Then there was a loud knock.

“…”

It's a good start.

Shan Qingshan turned around and stopped Zhou Chong before he could knock down a ball, and wiped the dirt off his forehead with his hand.

It turned a little red when I first knocked it.

"Don't push so hard."

Zhou Chong curled his lips, "Isn't it bad to show affection in front of our parents?"

“…”

I can't see that you feel bad at all.

Shan Qingshan: "No show of affection."

Zhou Chong grabbed his hand and looked at Shan Mingli's tomb.

"Dad, Mom, Xiaobao has been deceived for so many years without knowing the truth. You must have seen it all in heaven. You won't blame him."

Shan Qingshan's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes were moist and hot.

Zhou Chong: "The only thing you should blame is that he has no offspring. I'm sorry, I turned your own son into a gay. But I really like him. If you want to blame someone, blame me."

Shan Qingshan silently shook Zhou Chong's hand back.

"It's me who wants to like you. It has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Chong smiled like a flower when he heard that, but he tried hard to hold it back.

The corners of his mouth were suppressed, but happiness flew out of his voice.

"We are in love with each other." Hehe.

"We will be together forever." Hehe.

"If you don't blame us you can keep silent."

Shan Qingshan: “…”

Zhou Chong: "Look, our parents don't blame us."

“…”

Shan Qingshan couldn't help but laughed.

This person is really...

There is always a way.

Zhou Chong was a little bewildered by his smile and held his hand tightly.

The voice is as gentle as water, and it is very touching.

"He won't blame you."

Shan Qingshan hummed softly, and the uneasiness and self-blame in his heart dissipated a lot.

He crawled to the grave on his knees and hugged the small mound.

Whispering, "Dad, I'm sorry, I found out too late."

Zhou Chong looked at Shan Qingshan.

The brain starts thinking.

It turns out that Xiaobao can hug the grave...

Shan Qingshan: "I know mom wants to leave here, I will take you away today."

Zhou Chong looked towards Susan's grave.

silence.

That pit...

I'm afraid it's not Xiaobao who is lying down...

The words I said before flashed in my mind.

——"Who is this? Lying on our mother's grave, how immoral! Doesn't he have a place to sleep? There are so many people around him, can't he just lie down? How disgusting."

Zhou Chong was sweating profusely.

Damn it!

What should I do if I scold my wife without her knowing?

Just pretend you didn’t notice.

Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chong began to relocate the graves.

After digging the dirt, they saw Shan Mingli's coffin. When they opened it, they found a small old jar containing ashes.

Shan Qingshan took it out, wiped it, and put it into the box he brought.

Zhou Chong covered the coffin, piled the soil back on, and then helped move Susan's grave.

After digging for a long time, we reached the same depth as before, but still didn't see the coffin.

Zhou Chong: "Buried so deep?"

Zhou Chong had a bad feeling.

Something is not right.

He immediately looked at Shan Qingshan.

Shan Qingshan's face was solemn and his expression was not right.

As he dug the shovel down, it seemed like he hit something. He immediately threw the shovel away, jumped into the pit like crazy, and dug with his hands.

"Xiaobao!"

Zhou Chong quickly jumped down and saw Shan Qingshan digging out a piece of human bone.