Chapter 118 There's no one here, shall we give each other a kiss?
Zhou Chong took a large box of food from the trunk and placed it beside him.
"Take it, your brother brought it for you. Don't bother us, we have other things to do. I'll tell you when we're done."
The children chattered like ducklings around the snack box, saying, "Thank you, brother."
Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chong stood there for only a short while, and many villagers came over to greet them.
The village party secretary rushed over upon hearing the news, overjoyed, and shared the happiness.
He's now considered a pretty good internet celebrity, with 300,000 followers across all platforms.
They would 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 sweep the tombs for Qingming Festival? You and Young Master Zhou go ahead, don't close the trunk, I'll pack you some food, it'll be hard to find something to eat in the big city." The village secretary turned around and saw the village chief already coming with things, "You go ahead with your work, don't close it!"
When Shan Qingshan was about to refuse, Zhou Chong stopped him and said "Okay." Then he whispered to Shan Qingshan, "We'll give you some money when we leave."
OK.
Shan Qingshan opened the door.
Dust fell from the roof beams.
Zhou Chong quickly pulled him to his side, covered his mouth and nose, and waved to disperse the dust.
"It's been too long since we've lived here, it's so dusty."
It hasn't been that long, but it feels like a lifetime ago.
"You stay here, I'll go find the tools."
"Um."
Zhou Chong went inside.
Standing at the door, Shan Qingshan looked at the old house where he had lived for more than ten years. Memories flooded his mind uncontrollably, but they changed color.
He turned and looked outside.
Layer upon layer of mountains, spring has arrived, and the mountains are green.
"We found a hoe and a shovel."
Zhou Chong also brought out two baskets, wiped them clean, and put the paper money he had bought into them. He then took out the prepared urn from the car and handed it to Shan Qingshan.
"Take this."
"Um."
The two of them walked up the mountain.
Shan Qingshan took precautions in advance.
"Don't say anything out of line this time."
Zhou Chong smiled.
"Qingshan Xiaobao, there's no one here."
There are few people on the mountain.
"Shall we kiss?"
"……roll."
When Zhou Chong came here again, all that came to mind were memories.
"I want to watch our variety show again."
"You've watched a lot of this at home."
Zhou Chong was admitted through a special recommendation program and will have to wait until the second half of the year to enroll with the new students.
He wasn't in a hurry about company matters and had a lot of free time, so he spent his days watching their variety shows and clips on his computer, sometimes even casting them to the screen.
Zhou Chong walked and reminisced.
“I still remember you shielding me from tree branches on the mountain, and you ended up scraping your own hand.”
Shan Qingshan stopped and looked at him with a cold gaze.
Everything they wanted to say was in their eyes.
Why don't you try to recall one more?
Zhou Chong shut his microphone.
After walking for a while, Zhou Chong turned around and saw Shan Qingshan's house. It was already a small, dilapidated house, but now it looked even older and smaller.
Dan Qingshan followed his gaze.
Is this the first time you've stayed in such a bad house?
"Um."
This is the first time in my life.
In my past life, I also lived in bad places.
When Zhou Chong first met Qingshan Xiaobao in his previous life, he lived in a rented room in the film and television city, and Zhou Chong visited him many, many times.
The rent there is cheap, the houses are small, the place is full of all sorts of people, and the soundproofing is terrible!
The sound of my neighbor moaning in bed was clearly audible.
Zhou Chong was jealous about this.
He was afraid that Qingshan Xiaobao would hear this woman's voice and take care of himself.
Zhou Chong wanted to rent him a new one, but Shan Qingshan refused.
Their first time was also in that small, shabby rented room. He suggested going to a hotel, but Shan Qingshan refused.
Because of the poor sound insulation, Shan Qingshan's face turned red from holding back, and he only managed to let out a slightly seductive nasal sound at the very end.
I don't know what I'm trying to achieve by feeling so frustrated.
Zhou Chong's calculations were going very smoothly.
I must find a big bed in my lifetime! One with good sound insulation and a thick mattress!
Shan Qingshan: "What are you thinking about? Why are you laughing so lewdly?"
Zhou Chong coughed lightly to calm himself down, "It's nothing."
Shan Qingshan saw through it but didn't say anything.
The two walked for quite a while before arriving at their destination.
A lot of grass grew on that row of small mounds.
Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chongxian pulled weeds and repaired things.
As they were pulling, Zhou Chong said, "Xiao Bao, no wild boars are coming to lie on Mom's grave anymore."
"..."
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 they reached Shan Mingli's grave, he hesitated slightly, then knelt down and remained silent for a long time.
Zhou Chong followed Shan Qingshan and kowtowed. Seeing him in a daze and looking dejected, he knelt down beside him.
"dad!"
Then it made a loud bang.
"..."
That's a good start.
Dan Qingshan turned his head and stopped Zhou Chong before he could kowtow, wiping the dirt off his forehead with his hand.
It's a little red from the bump.
"Don't use so much force."
Zhou Chong pouted, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to show affection in front of our parents?"
"..."
I can't see anything wrong with you at all.
Shan Qingshan: "We didn't show any affection."
Zhou Chong grabbed his hand and looked at Shan Mingli's grave.
“Dad, Mom, all these years, Xiaobao has been deceived and unaware of the truth. You must have seen it all from heaven and won’t blame him.”
Shan Qingshan's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes became moist.
Zhou Chong: "The only thing to blame is that he has no offspring. I'm sorry, I turned your own son gay. But I really like him, so if you want to blame someone, blame me."
Shan Qingshan silently returned Zhou Chong's hand.
"It's my choice to like you; it has little to do with you."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Chong burst into laughter, but tried his best to suppress it.
She tried to suppress her smile, but joy radiated from her voice.
"We are mutually in love." Hehe.
"We'll be together forever." Hehe.
"If you don't blame us, then you should remain silent."
Shan Qingshan: "..."
Zhou Chong: "Look, Mom and Dad don't blame us."
"..."
Shan Qingshan couldn't help but laugh.
This person is really...
There's always a way.
Zhou Chong was so captivated by his laughter that he tightened his grip on his hand.
Her voice was gentle and soft, almost too sweet to resist.
He won't blame you.
Dan Qingshan gave a soft "hmm," and the unease and self-blame in his heart dissipated considerably.
He crawled on his knees to the grave and hugged the small mound of earth.
He whispered, "Dad, I'm sorry, I found out too late."
Zhou Chong looked at Shan Qingshan.
The brain begins to think.
So, it turns out, Xiao Bao can hug graves...
Shan Qingshan: "I know Mom wants to leave here, so I'll take you away today."
Zhou Chong looked toward Susan's grave.
silence.
That pit...
It's probably because Xiao Bao was lying down...
The words I'd said before flashed through my mind like lightning.
"Who is this? Lying on our mother's grave is so immoral. Does he have nowhere else to sleep? There are so many people around him he can't lie down on. How disgusting."
Zhou Chong was drenched in sweat.
Oh no!
What should I do if I scolded my wife without her knowing?
Let's just pretend we didn't notice.
Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chong began to move the graves.
After going to the grave, we saw Shan Mingli's coffin. Inside, there was a small old jar containing his ashes.
Shan Qingshan took it out, wiped it, and put it into the box he had brought.
Zhou Chong put the coffin lid back on, piled the soil back up, and then helped move Susan's grave.
After digging for a long time, to about the same depth as before, we still didn't see the coffin.
Zhou Chong: "Buried so deep?"
Zhou Chong had a vague sense of unease.
Something's not right.
He immediately looked at Shan Qingshan.
Dan Qingshan's face was grave, and his expression was strange.
With one shovel strike, he seemed to hit something, so he immediately threw down the shovel and jumped into the pit like a madman, digging with his hands.
"Xiao Bao!"
Zhou Chong quickly jumped down and saw that Shan Qingshan had dug out a section of human bone.
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