Although he was abroad, every half month Tang Chen still sent people to burn paper money and tend the graves of his parents.
And he always heard the news brought back by his subordinates about flowers placed before the graves.
On the very first day he returned to the country, before checking into the Shengtang Hotel, he had also gone to his parents' graves first.
Before the graves, flowers were still placed there.
"Indeed."
Xu Qingyun nodded. "Then presumably, besides me, the one going to the graves to pay respects must be the person you sent?"
The two smiled at each other, and the doubts that had troubled them for several years completely vanished between them.
Yet as they smiled, the expression on Xu Qingyun's face grew somewhat stiff again.
He poured himself a glass of wine, downed it in one gulp, and said heavily, "Your dad waited for me to go back and talk to him for half a lifetime."
"I dropped my old pride and went back, and spoke to him, but he ignored me again..."
"When all is said and done, it is still my fault."
"It's that I came back too late."
"Otherwise, perhaps all these tragedies might never have happened..."
At this.
His eyes grew red once more.
He picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a large mouthful of food, and shoved it into his mouth.
Yet the forceful chewing did not ease his sorrow.
Tears welled up from his eyes once more...
He wiped them a few times with the clean white towel on the table and laughed awkwardly, "Bah, let's not talk about this, or else the moment we meet, I'll lose all dignity as an elder. Let's eat first, eat!"
He motioned for Tang Chen to use his chopsticks and said, "Xiaochen, go