"What is this?" Granny Sun wouldn't think this box of purple incense was ordinary.
"This is the incense for asking the gods," Qi Yan took out nine incense sticks and put them in his hands, and said to the old lady Sun, "taking a ray of merit and offering sacrifices to them can only make ninety-nine or eighty-one incenses." Qi Yan inserted three incense into the incense burner, "It is said that this kind of incense can help people ask questions about the world, the yin and yang, and the past and present lives, but..."
Qi Yan retracted his hand: "Legend is a legend. Its real use is only one. It can draw the love in the owner's heart and find the person he wants to find." Qi Yan handed three incense sticks to Granny Sun, "This incense has a Its characteristics are that it helps the most virtuous people, the most virtuous people, and the most benevolent people. If there are people with wrong intentions, it is the most common incense."
With the help of these three incense sticks, Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "Although my old lady has no power in her life, at least... she has a clear conscience."
"It's a clear conscience," Qi Yan smiled. "Because the old lady has such a mind, I dare to take out this questioning fragrance. If someone else comes, I would be reluctant to bear such a good thing."
"Thank you, Master Qi, for your praise," Granny Sun smiled beautifully, "I don't know what I need to do?"
Qi Yan lit a red candle, lit the remaining three incenses, turned his head and said to Granny Sun, "Let's light the incense first."
Nine incense sticks lit up, and the room was quickly enveloped in smoke. Qi Yan held the old lady Sun's hand. Her skin was loose and lost its elasticity, just like a dead tree about to grow old, barely maintaining a tall posture. That's it, the inside is old and old.
Qi Yan cut his finger and drew a talisman on the palm of the old lady, "Old lady, call her name."
"Qin Feng."
Grandma Sun's friend is called Qin Feng, a very beautiful and very lively young woman.
Qi Yan let go of the old lady's hand, and as the old lady Sun's voice became hoarse, the smoke in the house dispersed little by little, and the nine incense sticks burned out, leaving only a smear of ashes.
"Master Qi, did you find her?" Granny Sun's voice was so hoarse that Qi Yan poured her a glass of water.
"found it."
"Where is she?" Granny Sun put down the cup and grabbed Qi Yan by the sleeve. "Where is she?"
"She is in the imperial capital," Qi Yan grinned reluctantly, "Shall I take you to see her?"
Granny Sun's complexion changed drastically, and nodded after a long while: "Okay."
The old lady Sun had a relationship with the Cen family, so after Cen's father told him about this a few days ago, he agreed to help. In fact, after seeing Granny Sun's face, he even realized that the person she was asking for was yin and yang separated from her.
But face is not omnipotent, he is willing to ask God's fragrance again for this old lady.
Granny Sun is already eighty-eight years old. If Qin Feng, who was two years older than her, was still alive, she would be ninety years old now.
How many people in the world can pass the hurdle of being ninety years old?
Mount Taining is the place where the famous cemetery of the emperor is located. Because here are buried countless heroes who died for their duties, heroes who died bravely, and great figures who have made great contributions to the country, so many people come here almost every day to make sacrifices. Bye, even if these people may have nothing to do with the dead sleeping here.
Qi Yan took Granny Sun to a tomb, which has been around for a few years. Although it is very clean, it can be seen from the color of the tombstone that the people in the cemetery have been dead for decades.
Granny Sun put on the reading glasses, stroking the black and white photo on the tombstone with trembling hands, tears welled up in her old eyes.
"Ms. Qin Feng, it's been... sixty-five years ago," Qi Yan felt a little uncomfortable in his throat. "On the day of her wedding, there was a big fire in the building. She saved three children out..."
"Sixty-five years! Sixty-five years!"
This elegant old man finally collapsed at this moment, holding the tombstone and crying.
"Qin Feng! We have an appointment to meet, you missed the appointment, I also missed the appointment..."
Granny Sun was sobbing that she lost her strength. When the bodyguard was trying to help her up, she pushed away the bodyguard, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tombstone that has withstood the wind and rain: "We haven't seen it in 68 years. , I didn't expect that goodbye would be here."
"You're still so young, but I'm old. I don't know when you are underground. When you see me, you don't recognize it." Old lady Sun wiped the tombstone clean and saw a weed next to the tombstone. She was also cautious. Removed, "You always call me stupid, but you are stupid than me."
She sat on the ground, no matter the dust stained her cheongsam, and no matter how graceful or inelegant she was at this time, "Sister, this is the last time I have come to see you."
"I'm old, and I will live in a few years."
"If you haven't had time to reincarnate, wait for me down there. We will go to reincarnation together and be a good sister in the next life."
"No matter, it's better to reincarnate. You stay there alone, how cold it should be. I can't bear it, I can't bear it."
Granny Sun took off the reading glasses and wiped the corners of her eyes: "I don't wear glasses. I can't even see what your photo looks like. You won't laugh at me, will you?"
The only answer to her was the breeze in the mountains and the cold tombstone.
"Mrs. Sun, the weather is cold," Qi Yan squatted beside Granny Sun, "Let's go back."
"Let me look at her again," Granny Sun gently rubbed the photo on the tombstone, "This is the last time I have looked at her. Always look carefully, lest I have a bad memory and forget her. NS."
"Then I am here to accompany you." Qi Yan took off his coat and put it on Granny Sun, sitting cross-legged on the spot, actually sitting beside Granny Sun.
Granny Sun touched her coat, and a smile appeared on her face: "You kid is really interesting. You must be very amused by girls."
Qi Yan smiled indifferently: "I just want Bai He to like it."
There was a trace of confusion on the old lady's face: "Yes, just let the other person like it, kid, you are a sensible person."
"I don't know what kind of love between the same **** is like. Even my husband and I have respected more than love in this life. In this life, I lived for my husband and for my children. Looking back now, the really happy years, It was only the 20 years when I was not married."
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Qi Yan shook his head: "I'm a robot with very poor memory ability. Please let the beautiful lady say it casually. I turned my head and forgot."
"It's great, your child is so nice. It's more likable than my two grandsons." The old lady leaned on her friend's tombstone and smiled like an innocent girl. "When I married my grandson, it was only twenty Years of age, every word and deed represents the face of the natal family, the face of the husband's family, what kind of affection and love, in a family like ours, that is a joke."
"Women..." Old lady Sun touched the cold tombstone with her cheek, as if she had found some kind of support, "I have had too much unwillingness, too much helplessness in my life, and now, it is nothing more than what others say. Mrs. Sun is only."
"I really envy you children now, you can make choices for your own way, you can be yourself," Mrs. Sun patted the back of Qi Yan's hand, "to live with the child of Bai He, you are all good children. Love is only Together, separate if you don't love, don't embarrass each other."
"I see, thank you." Qi Yan thought, although this hand is very old, but the inside is still so soft.
"Let's go." Granny Sun reluctantly touched the tombstone for the last time, "I changed it back."
"You don't look at it anymore?" Qi Yan saw the old man's eyes, "I can accompany you for a while."
"No need," Granny Sun shook her head with a smile, "I have all this in my heart."
Granny Sun returned to her home abroad. Ten days later, a lawyer found Qi Yan.
"Mr. Qi, Mrs. Sun has passed away."
Qi Yan was stunned, looking at the large envelope that the lawyer handed in front of him. The envelope was very old in style, with a khaki shell, no fancy design, and a few beautiful words written on it.
The content of the word is: Qi Yan pro-qi.
"Mrs. Sun left a will specifically saying that she left the villa in the Imperial Capital for you as a revenge for helping her find someone," the lawyer took out a copy of the certificate, and there was also a mahogany box.
"This is the wedding gift she gave you."
Qi Yan opened the box. There was a pair of jade bead men's bracelets inside. On the floor of the box was a sticky note with the words "Hundred Years Hao He" written on it. The handwriting was exactly the same as that on the envelope.
"If you are correct, please sign on it."
Qi Yan silently signed the document, and then sent the secretary away.
Holding the envelope, Qi Yan returned to the study, and then opened the envelope with a paper knife.
There were a few photos in the envelope. The two young girls in the photos were very beautiful, and their eyes were like stars in the sky when they laughed. Qi Yan put the photos down and read the letter.
This letter is very long, like an old man muttering to himself, and like a young girl telling a story to him.
She said, thank him for putting on her coat, this is something her husband has never done to her.
She said that she could finally meet the old sister and she was very happy.
She said, I wish him happiness and grow old.
Qi Yan feels like an unrelated passerby who has visited other people's lives, but at the end, he has no intention of making this person's life complete in a certain sense.
The signature of this letter reads He Chanjuan, which is the name of Mrs. Sun.
moon.
Nung, moon and new moon.
This is a beautiful name.
At least, he remembered the name of Ms. He.
He got up and found a big wooden box, Qi Yan put the letter, photo, and the will in it.
When picking up the red sticky note, Qi Yan said thank you.
People in the world come and go, some are strangers all their lives, some meet and miss, and some stay with each other for a lifetime.
But no one cares about what they are called, whether they are happy, whether they are having a good time, except for themselves, except for those who value them.
Everyone is too busy, so busy and caring about others.
It's not a bad thing to have a trace of kindness in your heart. Maybe you don't know one day, this trace of kindness will warm the lives of others.
Qi Yan smiled after putting the lid on the box.
May you be like sisters in your next life, be close and friendly and not separated.