The location sent by Hou Jinguo is in a very remote place in the western suburbs of Beijing, and it is still necessary to walk a section of highway to get there.

Jiang Jiuxi's driving skills were good, and he galloped all the way to the cemetery in the shortest time, after all, he didn't want to waste a minute if he had something in his heart.

After parking the car, she looked at Zhengxiang's little curly hair who was still sleeping in the back row, and wondered whether to put the little curly hair in the car to sleep, and she went to find Hou Jinguo?

Suddenly I thought of the news I had watched, the parents carelessly left their children in the car and finally suffocated to death, and suddenly shivered, but decided to wake up the little curly.

If such a big child is woken up before he sleeps well, he will get up a little bit, or hum coquettishly for a while.

And the little curly hair is not, Jiang Jiuxi shouted softly a few times, the little curly hair immediately sat up, rubbed his eyes with the back of his little hand, and after yawning, because he didn't wake up, his little voice was also soft: "Mom, are we home?"

Jiang Jiuxi got out of the car and opened the back door, bent down and hugged the little curly hair: "We haven't arrived home, mom is here to do something." ”

Little Curly looked at her mother's shoulder and hesitated for a second, then secretly lowered her head and pillowed on her mother's shoulder, the corners of her small mouth curled: "Oh~"

Jiang Jiuxi hugged the little curly hair, raised his foot and kicked the car door, and then walked towards the gate.

The little guy was already fat, Jiang Jiuxi felt okay at first, but when he walked a long way, he felt that his arm was about to break, his heartbeat was accelerating, and his breath was panting: "What have my little babies eaten, it's so heavy." ”

Little Curly carefully moved his buttocks, feeling that he would be a little lighter, "Mom, the cub eats every day." ”

I looked down and saw fine beads of sweat on my mother's forehead, and kicked my little fat leg: "Mom, the cub walks by itself." Mom's arm hurts. ”

Jiang Jiuxi was not polite to the little curly hair, mainly because he couldn't hold it, so he kissed the little curly hair a few times and put him down: "It's really a mother's caring little baby." ”

The little curly hair was very happy because she was praised by her mother, and she scratched the little curly hair with her little hand a little shyly.

As soon as Jiang Jiuxi saw the little curly's light brown hair, he couldn't help but think that the little curly-haired father was a foreigner, and he remembered the business after walking for a while, and took the little curly hair and continued to walk towards the gate of the martyr's cemetery.

Thinking that all the martyrs were buried inside, and Hou Jinguo didn't know what to do inside, so he should buy a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums and go in.

Take the little curly hair to the flower shop at the door first and pack a bouquet of chrysanthemum.

The boss looked at Jiang Jiuxi, who was wearing a mask, who was very young, but he came over with such a young child, and couldn't help but say more: "How can you say that this is also a cemetery, and you shouldn't bring a child over because of your yin qi." ”

Jiang Jiuxi secretly exclaimed carelessness in his heart, but his eyes said calmly: "Thank you boss for reminding me, but I took him to see his father." ”

The boss's eyes immediately awe-inspired: "I'm really sorry, pity such a young child." ”

After saying that, he refused to accept Jiang Jiuxi's money: "We can't accept this money, how can we say that it is also the descendant of heroes and martyrs, and I can't do anything else for you, so I'll give you this flower." ”

When Jiang Jiuxi said that he would take his children to see his father, Huo Jingheng and Jiang Cheng happened to step into the store, and they had different thoughts.

Huo Jingheng thought that it was no wonder that he would be kind to the little curly, it turned out to be the descendant of the martyrs.

Jiang Cheng thought that the woman with such a beautiful back turned out to be a widow and had a child, but it was a pity.

Jiang Jiuxi couldn't shirk it, hugged a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums and turned around awkwardly, just facing Huo Jingheng, after seeing the other party's appearance clearly, his heart was suffocated, and he couldn't help muttering: "Brother Fu Heng?"