Early the next morning.

"Young grandma, it's time to get up!"

Mo Beichen opened his sleepy eyes and saw Sister-in-law Qing standing in front of the bed.

Rubbing his eyes, he got up from the bed, and when he saw the sheets on his side, he immediately knew that he hadn't returned to the bedroom last night.

"Where's the young master?"

"The young master has already gotten up. ”

Did he get up so early but didn't go to the company? Does it mean that he will go to worship his parents?

"The young master is already downstairs in the living room at this moment. Sister-in-law Qing said as she opened the curtains.

Sister-in-law Qing rolled up the curtains on both sides again.

"Young grandma, don't blame me for talking too much! What's wrong with you and the young master? You haven't been home for so long, why do you sleep in the study as soon as you come back?"

Early in the morning, she saw her master come out of the study. Although she also knows that Hyun Junhao is a man with an indifferent personality, it is really unreasonable for a newlywed to be like this.

"Ho... I went to bed early, and I don't know why he fell asleep in the study. Mo Beichen rubbed his already messy hair in embarrassment, and then moved to the side of the bed to put on his shoes.

At the end, he added, "There are a lot of things in his company, and he can't handle them all the time, maybe in order not to disturb my rest, so he slept in the study!"

Sister-in-law Qing listened silently and didn't ask any more. After staying in the Xuanfu for so many years, she also knows what to ask and what not to ask.

After Sister-in-law Qing finished disposing of the curtains, she said, "Young grandma, I'll go down first, and you can go downstairs for breakfast after washing!"

"Okay. Mo Beichen replied as he put on his slippers.

When Mo Beichen finished taking care of himself and went downstairs, Hyun Junhao was sitting at the table drinking coffee.

"Early. ”

She couldn't look at the living person in front of her and see it as air, but Hyun Joon-ho seemed to have done it.

“......”

I wanted to ask him if he had decided to go to worship his parents together when he got up so early, but he swallowed back the words.

She didn't want to be bored again, so she sat down at the table, picked up the milk in front of her and drank it silently.

As soon as breakfast was finished, Mrs. Xuan and Ada appeared in the living room.

"Are you ready?" asked the old lady without a title. It's like asking Mo Beichen, and it's like asking Hyun Junhao.

Hyun Joon-ho was silent.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Mo Beichen hurriedly stood up and smiled: "It's all right, grandma." ”

"Let's go, then!" said the old lady, who walked out the door with Ada's support.

The old lady didn't ask Hyun Joon-ho if he was going to worship, because of yesterday's quarrel, the old lady still seems to be holding her breath.

Mo Beichen glanced at the indifferent man beside him, thinking that this was a message that he refused to go out, so he had to stand up and walk out of the door alone.

When Mo Beichen got into the car, Hyun Junhao still didn't show up.

"Don't wait. The old lady glanced out the window, sighed slightly, and motioned for Ada to drive.

Just as Ada's car started, the door was opened, and a tall figure rushed up and sat down next to Mo Beichen at once.

Mo Beichen's jaw almost didn't fall in surprise.

The man who was angry and rejected thousands of miles away last night changed his mind in one night?

The old lady and Ada were also stunned and didn't know what to say for a while.

Both Ada and the old lady knew that for the first time in three years, apart from the day of the funeral, he had gone to the cemetery to pay his respects.

After hesitating for a moment, Old Madam Xuan said as calmly as possible: "Let's drive!"

Mo Beichen couldn't help but glance at the man beside him with his peripheral vision, but he still couldn't see any expression on his cold face.

The car started in silence from everyone, and the cemetery was not too far away, about twenty minutes by car.

When I arrived at the cemetery, the two tombs on the mountainside were close to each other, like two juxtalians, which could be recognized at a glance.

Rich families are indeed more extravagant than cemeteries.

Walking to the tombstone, Mo Beichen glanced at it, and the black stone tablet was impressively engraved: Xuan Qinan, Wen Caiyi.

From the tombstones, two black and white photos can vaguely see that they were a pair of beautiful people before their deaths, the man has a kind face, and the woman has a gentle smile.

Ada bent down and placed a pure white chrysanthemum in the middle of the two graves and bowed deeply.

The old lady faced the tombstone and did not say a word for a long time.

Mo Beichen was standing behind her, and her silver-white hair was just blown up by the wind, swaying, and she looked even more cold and lonely in the autumn wind.

At this moment, grandma should have a thousand emotions in her heart! Her high position does not allow her to be able to tell and remember anytime and anywhere like an ordinary old man. Such an old man who is over the age of sixteen can't enjoy a comfortable old age with children and grandchildren around his knees like other old people, but he still has to endure the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

What a pity!

Thinking of this, Mo Beichen couldn't help but sniff lightly, but unfortunately the man next to her noticed it, and immediately responded with a cold look of disdain.

This woman is not related to him. The first time I went to the grave of my parents, I pretended to be compassionate, which made it clear that I was going to show my grandmother!

The old lady, who had not spoken, finally spoke, her voice visibly a little hoarse.

"Joon-ho, come and bow to your parents. ”

When Mo Beichen heard this, he hurriedly took a step back and gave up the position he was standing in before so that Hyun Junhao could worship.

In the same place, staring coldly at the tombstone, without speaking, without moving a step, the atmosphere suddenly stiffened.

"Young Master. ”

Ada called softly, her voice thick with anticipation.

Hyun Junhao's eyes rose and fell slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "I don't want to worship yet, at least not now." ”

The old lady sighed a little helplessly, "Okay, then wait until you figure it out." ”

The expression on the old lady's face was very sad, "Ada, after worshipping, let's go first!"

Every moment she spent here would have to endure more pain.

Ada hurriedly walked over and grabbed the old lady's hand, followed the steps, and began to walk down the mountain.

Mo Beichen glanced at the man beside him who seemed to have been petrified, and after hesitating for a moment, he had no choice but to follow over and help the old lady walk down the mountain with Ada.

Until all three of them went down the mountain, there was no man in sight.

In the car, the old lady glanced leisurely at the green mountains outside the window, "It's okay, let him stay by himself for a while, let's go first!"

No one spoke along the way.

Halfway through the car, Mo Beichen's mobile phone rang at an inopportune time.

It was Lu Zan who called, and Mo Beichen hesitated to answer the phone. I thought I would be able to go to work in time after the worship, but it seems that the time has passed.

"Why don't you pick up?" asked the old lady in the front row, turning her head.

Mo Beichen thought about it and had no choice but to pick up the phone.

Suppressed the volume as much as possible, "Is there something wrong?"

"Beichen, why didn't you come to work today? Are you sick?" As soon as the phone was connected, I heard a series of questions from Lu Zan on the other end.

"Oh, no... No. I'm going to have something to do right now, I'll call you later. Mo Beichen tried to make his tone appear calm, and then hung up the phone without waiting for Lu Zan to respond.

"Sister Ada, can you let me get off the bus when you pass through the city in a while?"

"Absolutely. Ada replied, holding the steering wheel.

"Why, are you all right?" the old lady asked why she was getting out of the car.

"Nothing, I'll buy some groceries. Mo Beichen was a little weak-hearted, and involuntarily brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead.

Fortunately, the old lady didn't doubt it much, "In the future, you can just ask someone to do this kind of thing." ”

"Got it, Grandma. ”