Only after I was reborn did I realize that I had green plums

"Mom, this is Mei Fang. I haven't told you before. He is my best friend besides Xia Yuan. He is also here to visit you with me today. You must protect him and don't let him The monsters nearby bullied him."

"..."

Lin Youxi pushed Mei Fang on the shoulder, "I've finished the introduction, what are you doing in a daze, say hello to my mother!"

"Ah, hello, auntie! My name is Mei Fang... I... am a good friend of Lin Youxi."

Mei Fang stared at the photo of Lin Youxi's mother on the tombstone. She smiled so brightly that Mei Fang suddenly didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Lin Youxi suddenly closed his eyes, "thinking" he whispered something that Mei Fang could hear clearly.

"Mom, let me tell you. I had a quarrel with Mei Fang today... I played my temper first, but Mei Fang apologized to me and comforted me. I feel very guilty now, so I hope you can help me tell Mei Fang , I want to say sorry to him, and hope he can forgive me."

After Lin Youxi finished speaking, she opened her eyes and asked Mei Fang, "Did you hear my mother talking to you?"

Mei Fang nodded, "She told me that although her daughter Lin Youxi is a naughty and violent bad girl, she still hopes that I can forgive her and take good care of her..."

Lin Youxi blushed and punched Mei Fang, "It's impossible for my mother to say such a thing, please listen to me again!"

Mei Fang and Lin Youxi played and completed the worship of Youxi's mother.

When Mei Fang was busy packing up and preparing to leave, Lin Youxi stopped at the tombstone next to her mother.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Youxi stared at the tombstone beside him.

"The grandma next door seems to have been worshiped for a long time... I haven't seen any new yellow paper and offerings on the tombstones here this year."

"Maybe my family is too busy and I don't have time to come here...or maybe I have moved."

"This grandma is so poor."

As Lin Youxi said, she took a small apple from her mother's offering stand, and respectfully placed it in front of the incense burner on the tombstone next door.

"Aren't you afraid that your mother will be angry?"

"Mom and this grandma are neighbors. The two of them should talk often. It shouldn't matter if they just share an apple."

Lin Youxi pointed to the photo and said, "Look at my mother smiling so happily, she must not be stingy."

"yes."

Mei Fang agreed with Lin Youxi's statement, and when he was about to leave, Lin Youxi took Mei Fang's arm.

"Just leave in a hurry? I finally came to see my mother, so stay here for a while."

Mei Fang looked up, the weather was gloomy now, he was actually a little worried that it would rain.

"Okay...it's up to you."

Lin Youxi and Mei Fang sat on the small stone steps opposite their mother's tombstone, chatting about some trivial topics.

But I also told my mother.

At the end, Lin Youxi suddenly asked Mei Fang, "Mei Fang, are you afraid of death?"

"Well... I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid."

Mei Fang nodded seriously, "That is a very painful thing, especially sudden death."

"Say it as if you've been through it."

"That's not true."

Lin Youxi took Mei Fang's truth as a joke and did not continue the topic.

"I think that after a person dies, there are still descendants or relatives and friends who come to worship. At this time, it is not completely dead. Just like my mother, she still lives in the hearts of my father and me."

"Well...that's right."

"But if me and my dad die too, we might have someone else who remembers it, but no one remembers mum."

Lin Youxi's voice sounded very sad.

"At that time, my mother will be like the grandma next door, no one will come to worship, no one will remember."

It is very common to say that a person dies three times.

But Lin Youxi's ability to understand this truth at such a young age is indeed remarkable.

"However, that's something that can't be helped..."

"No, I don't want that."

Lin Youxi seemed to have firmed up her determination, "When I grow up, I will definitely bring my child to see my mother. I will tell my child that this is his grandmother and mother's mother. If I After leaving, he can't just remember to pay respects to me, but also remember to pay respects to my mother."

Listening to Lin Youxi's firm words, Mei Fang felt inexplicably moved.

In the culture of the Celestial Dynasty, we have almost god-like respect for our ancestors. The custom of worshiping ancestors is prevalent in this land.

However, with the development of the times, these inheritances have been gradually forgotten by people. The older generation who stayed in their hometown followed the traditions of the past, and most of the new generation struggled in rented houses in big cities.

As those older generations are gradually passing away, there are some customs and habits that seem to be unable to avoid the fate of extinction.

Of course, this is not a question of good or bad, it is a nihilistic concept. The ancestors are above all, whether they are born or not, whether they are dead or not, do they really care whether they are remembered or not?

When Mei Fang came back to his senses, Lin Youxi said, "However, is it too early to think about things so far away?"

"No, not at all."

Lin Youxi quietly stared at her mother's tombstone opposite, and murmured.

Seeing her melancholy appearance, Mei Fang couldn't help asking softly:

"Lin Youxi, tell me... When did you miss your mother the most?"

Lin Youxi squatted on the stone steps with her knees hugged, looking at the green grass and moss on the ground.

She was lost in thought.

"I don't think much about it at ordinary times. After all, you and Xia Yuan are always by my side."

"Xia Yuan is willing to be my friend, share her toys with me, give me all kinds of small gifts, and always play the role of my mother to take care of me... I really, really like her."

When Lin Youxi talked about Xia Yuan, he always admired her and liked her so much.

"Is that so... what about me?"

Mei Fang smiled with an expectant expression.

"Your words--"

Lin Youxi thought for a while, and then said seriously, "You are fine too, after all you will play games with me."

"After so many years, do you remember this?"

This heartless dead girl!

Mei Fang had an aggrieved expression as if his conscience had been eaten by a dog.

But at the same time, Lin Youxi suddenly became silent while talking.

After a long time, she looked up to the sky.

Paper money is sent by the evening wind, and the setting sun is hidden in the green pines.

While the sky was covered by dark clouds, Lin Youxi also spoke.

"However, other than these times..."

On Lin Youxi's cheek, a tear gently slid down.

"I miss my mother all the time."

"Think about it every day."

Mei Fang silently watched Lin Youxi crying and expressing her feelings.

"Everyone I know has a mother, but I don't have a mother."

"I want to act like a baby in front of my mother..."

"Like Xia Yuan did to Teacher Yu..."

"Like Xiaoya did to Aunt Mei..."

"But, I'm the only one who doesn't have a mother..."

Lin Youxi hugged her knees and cried aggrievedly.

Probably because the senses were confused by the little crying Bao Xia Yuan, after so many years of getting along, Mei Fang noticed——

It turned out that this was the first time he saw Lin Youxi crying like this.

He moved his body and leaned forward, patted Lin Youxi's head as he did Xia Yuan to comfort her.

Lin Youxi didn't respond obviously to Mei Fang's actions, but just kept crying.

But Mei Fang could slightly feel that she was leaning closer to the ground with her arm.

There are many times when a friend encounters sad things, there is no need to say some great truths to comfort her.

You don't have to tell her, "You've done a great job."

You don't have to tell her, "It's others who are wrong, you are not wrong."

It's all a care that doesn't hurt, and sad people don't care about it at all.

You want to be by her side.

You are by her side now.

When she needs you most.

Being able to do this is worth a thousand words.

At this moment, a muffled thunder resounded in the sky covered with dark clouds, and then light rain began to fall.