The two brothers can no longer recall other things. Their memories of their grandparents are just that.

Song Xian's crying became weaker, and the person was still standing, but the center of gravity was on the iron railing. She was tired of crying and stopped talking. After a while, she nodded her head lightly.

Liu Zhiguo was relieved and called Song Xian and prepared to go back.

Song Xian was still a little reluctant, but finally calmed down and was able to discuss things.

Liu Zhiguo took a few steps and stopped.

It was Guo Yujie who went over and helped Song Xian walk back. Song Xian's face looked very bad. Guo Yujie took out a tissue to wipe her tears.

Our group returned to the car. Liu Zhijun drove the car. The car turned around and left the factory area.

Song Xian kept turning his head and looking back.

I noticed that her eyes were moving. The speed of movement was not fast, just like someone was running along this road, and Song Xianzheng looked at each other.

When the car drove to the intersection and reached the boundary of the factory, Song Xian's eyes stopped at the iron railings. She shed tears again. It took a long time before she turned around, took the tissue handed over by Guo Yujie, and wiped away her tears.

The car drove through the industrial area here and went to the residential area of ​​the villages and towns before it became crowded.

I sent a text message, asking Wu Ling to check the situation here, and on the other hand, I also told Wu Ling the whole story.

Wu Ling was a little surprised and the reply he sent back included several questions.

I glanced at Song Xian's face and asked tentatively: "Grandma Song, are you not a local from Minqing?"

Song Xian was still immersed in sorrow and was absent-minded.

I asked again, and she looked at me and nodded.

"My hometown is in the south, the Kowtou Island." Song Xian replied.

This name made my hair stand up.

"Blackhead Island?" Guo Yujie repeated in surprise, "Why do you call this name?"

She is more harmless than me. She looks like a silly and sweet little girl, and she won’t be wary of her when asking questions.

Song Xian's expression was also a little gentle, "It's not that dead head, but there is a cliff on the island, one side, cut it straight down like it was cut off. Other parts of the island are like a fish, but the position of the fish head is gone. So it's called the dead head Island. When I was a child, my grandparents said that there was a cave under the dead head. It was exposed when the tide was falling, and it was seen once every few hundred years. When you go in from it, you will see the gods. The island is a big monster.

In the past, the fishermen could not catch fish, and they all overturned the boat. Then a god cut off its head and it turned into an island. The gods lived in the island, and the fishermen lived on the island. Our family has always been fishermen. The ancestors passed by the shore and fled. There is also a family tree in the family. The escaped ancestors used to be officials, but were harmed by humans and wanted to be beheaded by the emperor. Then they escaped, and the whole family escaped."

Song Xian talked about his childhood, his face full of reminiscence.

I looked at Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun, and the two were surprised. It was obviously the first time I heard of such a thing.

"Then how did you come to Minqing?" Guo Yujie asked curiously.

"It's also a fleeing..." Song Xian's expression was sad, "Aren't that war? Those military ships drove to the Knottou Island. We had no choice but to take a small boat to land overnight. Later, they fled everywhere, so I arrived in Minqing. I worked as a textile female worker, met Liu Zhongliang, and entered the steel factory..."

When Song Xian said this, he didn't continue and fell into his own memories.

"At that time, your parents came with you?" Guo Yujie asked.

"They were killed at that time." Song Xian could no longer cry, but his eyes were red. "One uncle helped me and took them to the shore. We burned them down on the shore. Then we put two jars on it, and I kept taking them wherever I ran away... Liu Zhongliang, that old beast, clearly knew..."

Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun's expressions became awkward.

Liu Zhiguo called out "Mom".

"That old beast can do it, I can't say it anymore? That old beast... just look at that old beast!" Song Xian was angry.

It sounds like Liu Zhongliang and Song Xian agreed to bury the ashes of their father-in-law and mother-in-law before getting married, but in the end they made a mistake.

Song Xian cursed a few words in that dialect. Her words of cursing were not familiar dialects. It seemed that they were the words of the slaughtered island.

From Song Xian's intermittent unwillingness to curse, I also confirmed my guess.

Liu Zhongliang did promise Song Xian to properly bury Song Xian's parents. Song Xian's idea was to send the two old men back to their hometown, that is, to send them back to Kuangtou Island and buried in the Song family's ancestral tomb there.

Song Xian said that their family had a family tree, and his ancestors were a high-ranking official who had to be beheaded by the emperor himself, and his family background was considered prominent. They reproduced on a semi-closed island, and some families' rules were always preserved, and the family members also lived there for generations, and their concepts were very traditional.

Liu Zhongliang did not fulfill his promise.

Song Xian put his parents' ashes by his side. Even because of Liu Zhongliang's parents' taboo, he had to hide their ashes.

That special cabinet was made by Liu Zhongliang.

Listening to Song Xian's scolding, you can roughly guess the struggle between Song Xian and his in-laws back then. Liu Zhongliang's father is also a person with a strong traditional concept. Liu Zhongliang's mother is another person who likes to visit his son's house and check on everything in his son's house. Song Xian had to hide his parents' ashes so cowardly. After decades, he naturally felt resentment.

Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun awkwardly helped their grandparents talk to their father, but no matter how good they were to Song Xian in other aspects, their parents could not be buried, which was always a sting in Song Xian's heart.

"You want to do this, say it earlier. Grandpa and grandma have been there for so long..." Liu Zhiguo said impatiently after hearing too much.

What he said is actually correct.

Song Xian must be determined and always have a way to send his parents back to his hometown for burial, rather than waiting for Liu Zhongliang to help.

"You talk earlier, we can find that island. Now..." Liu Zhiguo shut up halfway through his speech.

The ashes of the two old men were supposed to be sent to the Song family's ancestral tomb on Kowtou Island for burial, but now Song Xian wants to send the ashes to the factory area of ​​his factory, and he also looks like he wants to return the ashes to his deceased parents.

I can feel Liu Zhiguo's mood, and in Internet language, it's really a big deal.

It is probably not that difficult to find an island, it may be just buying a boat ticket.

The sea burial is also more at ease than Song Xian’s current wish.

Song Xian didn't seem to understand Liu Zhiguo's thoughts.

She was immersed in her sorrow and anger, and was also a little joyful.

She urged Liu Zhijun to drive quickly and go to Gongnong Village Six Villages to get the urns.

"Grandma Song, why do you say that it is Wanshou Cemetery?" Guo Yujie asked.

This is what I want to ask, and it is also the question Wu Ling reminds me to ask.

Liu Zhiguo obviously didn't want to talk about this anymore and interrupted him.

Song Xian had already given the answer, "That's what my parents said."

Guo Yujie and I looked at each other.

Liu Zhiguo's face turned blue, and Liu Zhijun's face was not good-looking either.

"It used to be a cemetery. Maybe it was what the old lady heard from her. She always stayed with the old men and women in the community." Liu Zhiguo said.

Song Xian didn't say anything.

I saw Song Xian’s expression, which was not the case, but Song Xian didn’t want to continue answering.

What Guo Yujie asked later, Song Xian was not very enthusiastic, and he didn't speak out like he did just now, and his emotions were exposed.

When the car returned to the sixth village of Gongnong Village, Liu Zhijun and Liu Zhiguo put down Guo Yujie and I, and persuaded the old lady to want to go home.

"The lunch wasn't delicious," said Liu Zhiguo.

We couldn't find a noodle restaurant on the way and had a bowl of noodles.

"Mom, it's too late now. I'll drive back and forth for another round trip now, so don't even eat supper. On Saturday, I'll accompany you and bring the ashes over." Liu Zhijun advised.
Chapter completed!