"It's nice to have a wife. When I come home in the middle of the night, the lights are still on."
Gao Zheng's dusty face now had a happy smile on it.
"Have you eaten yet?" Tang Jingyue asked.
Gao Zheng took off his coat and said, "I've eaten."
"Go take a shower and have some rest. We have some important work to do tomorrow."
When talking about tomorrow, a trace of melancholy flashed across Gao Zheng's deep eyes.
When he came in after washing up, Tang Jingyue had already made the bed.
Although Gao Zheng was very tired, the couple lay in bed but neither of them wanted to sleep.
Gao Zheng rested his arms behind his head, looked at the ceiling and sighed, "Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, Dad is already 30 years old."
"Yeah, I think it will be soon too. Yanyan has been in a bad mood today. The child misses her grandfather. Fortunately, you are back. Otherwise, she would be even sadder."
"It's Dad's death anniversary. I have to come back no matter what."
Gao Zheng then realized that he had basically been absent from all the important days, big and small, at home in the past few days.
He remembers every wedding anniversary with his wife, but he is never able to spend it with her.
He is often absent from his two children's birthdays.
Thanks to his advanced age, he stayed with the two children until they were fifteen years old.
"Jingyue, do you feel wronged that these dogs follow me?"
Gao Zheng looked at the still beautiful woman lying beside him, sighing with a self-blaming tone.
"I am boring, unromantic, and always busy. I have never fulfilled my responsibilities and obligations to our family. I am sorry for you and the children."
"Do you think I'm wronged?" Tang Jingyue moved closer to him and pinched him angrily, "You are a little too much. Work always comes first."
"Look at you, you have all kinds of gray hair." Tang Jingyue looked at the weathered face of the man in front of her, feeling both distressed and resentful.
He works too hard.
Gao Zheng touched her smooth and moist face and sighed, "I am an old man now, but you are still as beautiful as a flower. Sigh, we were eight years apart in age when I was young, but now I feel like I am eighteen years apart."
"No way, in my eyes, you will always be the most handsome." Tang Jingyue is still a fan of Gao Zheng. In short, no matter what he becomes, her love for him will not diminish in the slightest.
"I'll dye your hair tomorrow."
She grabbed Gao Zheng's hair and said distressedly, "It will be painful for your parents to see you like this."
"good."
The next morning, Tang Jingyue took out the hair dye, took Gao Zheng to the bathroom, and dyed Gao Zheng's hair.
Apply evenly on both sides of the temples. "Wait half an hour and then wash it off."
As soon as Gao Ziyan opened her eyes in the morning, she hurried downstairs to see if her father had returned home.
She saw no one in the living room, so she hurried to knock on the bedroom.
Gao Zichen looked at her
"Don't be so impatient."
"Today is such an important day, the anniversary of Grandpa's death. It would be unreasonable if Dad didn't come back."
"If you don't come back, there must be something more important. You know what dad does."
"I know that's why I'm worried."
Gao Zheng and Tang Jingyue, who were in the bathroom, were silent for a moment as they listened to the conversation between their son and daughter.
Tang Jingyue looked at Gao Zheng with a serious expression, and Gao Zheng also showed a guilty look on his face.
Even though Gao Zheng became the director, he was always fighting on the front lines. He had been injured several times before, but he had kept it a secret from his children. However, their children were so smart that they eventually found out about Gao Zheng's injury.
They knew what their father's profession meant, so, like Tang Jingyue, they were always worried when Gao Zheng was on a business trip.
Gao Zheng still had hair dye on his head, so he opened the bathroom door and went out.
He looked at his daughter and said with a smile, "Yan Yan, Daddy is back."
Gao Ziyan saw her baby and rushed over excitedly.
"Lao Gao, you scared me to death. I thought you didn't come back."
Gao Ziyan was so excited that she hugged her mother a little tightly, and then she stretched her arms a little. Then, Gao Zheng's temples just happened to rub her cheek. She felt something sticky on her face, so she touched it with her hand and asked, "Oh, what is this?"
Gao Zheng replied, "I'm dyeing my hair."
"Really, this thing is the hardest to wash."
Gao Ziyan complained, quickly let go of Gao Zheng, and ran to the bathroom.
Gao Zheng looked at his son standing not far away, staring at him blankly, and said lightly, "Why don't you come over and give me a hug?"
"So pretentious." Gao Zichen turned around and left.
Gao Zheng, "......"
He looked at his wife with dissatisfaction and complained, "Jingyue, why is this boy so incompetent?"
Tang Jingyue replied, "It's hereditary."
Gao Zichen turned around in a casual manner, but his nose felt a little sore.
Lao Gao has long hair now.
Need to dye your hair.
The third anniversary of Gao Zheng’s father’s death was a big day, and Tang Liye’s brothers, as well as Gu Jingchuan and Tang Ze, all took time out and went to the cemetery together.
Before his death, Mr. Gao always emphasized that feudalism should not be adopted.
Whether it is during the Qingming Festival or the Tomb-Sweeping Day, all you have to do is come to the cemetery to see him.
Gao Zheng also always respected his father's last wishes and acted accordingly.
But today, Tang Jianye still brought a bag of paper money.
He knew that Gao Zheng and the others were atheists and would not accept such ideas.
At this time, he was distributing paper money while muttering, "Burn some. You can't move a single step down there without money. Don't disbelieve me. I've seen a movie before, and those who have no money down there are really pitiful. It's just like us up there, you have to make do with everything you do."
Tang Jingyue glanced at her son and daughter standing there with serious faces, and said to her father, "Dad, don't spread this in front of the children."
"Okay, I won't tell you. Burn it now. I'll burn every ounce of your grandpa and grandma's money. They never come to me in dreams asking for money. I guess they must be rich. Don't disbelieve me."
Tang Jianye specially took a bag with Mr. Gao's name written on it and lit it with a lighter.
"My dear, we are here to burn paper money for you. If you have any, you can spend them. Everything is fine at home. Look at these two grandchildren. How good they are."
Gao Ziyan knelt beside him and helped distribute the paper money, "Grandpa, we miss you."
The others all knelt there, listening to Tang Jianye's mumbling in silence.
Gao Zheng and his friends had no way to deal with Old Yue, and they felt very warm inside.
After burning the paper, Tang Jianye looked at the tombstone and sighed, "In the future, if I am gone, don't burn flowers, but be sure to burn some money."
Gao Ziyan immediately expressed his opinion, "Grandpa, I will burn it for you in the future."
Tang Jianye touched her head and said, "Yan Yan is really filial. I have figured out that they are all unreliable. If you burn paper for me, all my property will be left to you in the future."
As a businessman, Tang Jianye is very superstitious. He firmly believes that no matter whether it is a human or a ghost, it costs money.
Tang Jingyue interrupted them unhappily, "Can we talk about something auspicious?"
Tang Jianye said calmly, "I'm already in my 60s, I don't care about life or death."
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