Chapter 11: To the Graveyard

And Fang Qingzhi pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, not only was she not annoyed, but she was even very proud!

Then, in the coming days, she will no longer be so passive! As soon as Fang Qingzhi thought of this, she became excited!

She walked to the window and watched Yu Yuncheng drive away, and her gloomy face couldn't help but smile......

Then, Fang Qingzhi reopened the suitcase, took out the clothes inside, and leisurely hung them one by one in the closet.

The wardrobe is very large, arranged in an orderly manner according to spring, summer, autumn and winter, Fang Qingzhi quickly scanned the clothes in the closet, and suddenly felt bored.

No matter how beautiful and luxurious the clothes are, what is the point of wearing them on a soulless shell?

At this time, a text message came into her mobile phone, which was sent by the old housekeeper of the previous family, who is now working at her uncle's house. He sent an address that said it was his mother's grave.

Fang Qingzhi's eyes moistened suddenly, and she hurriedly thanked him. She estimated that the old housekeeper should have secretly sent it to her behind Fang Weilin's back, right?

Suddenly, Fang Qingzhi's emotions were out of control, and she suddenly knelt on the side of the bed, crying loudly. The past was replayed in her mind as quickly as a movie screen. There are laughter, laughter, and sometimes it is a little awkward, but the whole family is warm and happy!

Tears were wet, and then she raised her head, wiped away the remaining tears, and stood up on the edge of the bed, her body trembling slightly weakly.

Fang Qingzhi gritted her teeth, took a few deep breaths, and finally calmed down. She took off her gaudy clothes and replaced them with a small black suit.

She's going to visit her mother!

Halfway through the car, Fang Qingzhi stopped in front of a flower shop. She bought a large bouquet of white lilies, which were her mother's favorite flowers during her lifetime.

She sniffed closer, and her sadness was palpable, and she slowed down for a while before putting the bouquet of white lilies on the passenger seat and starting the car to drive away.

When he arrived at the cemetery, it took a while for Fang Qingzhi to find it accurately. She placed the bouquet of white lilies in front of her mother's grave, knelt down with a plop, and murmured, "Mom, I've come to see you." Then she couldn't stop crying, and she clung to the tombstone, tears streaming down her face.

Fang Qingzhi stayed in the cemetery until twilight. She repeatedly rubbed the picture of her mother on the tombstone, so sad that she couldn't help herself, and the mother in the photo was smiling brightly, as if she was still in front of her. She chatted with her mother, talking about interesting things from the past, crying and laughing.

Seeing that it was getting late, Fang Qingzhi wiped away her tears and got up slowly, her legs were already numb due to sitting on her knees for a long time.

Fang Qingzhi greedily glanced at her mother's tombstone for the last time, and reluctantly said, "Mom, you have a good rest, I will come to see you next time!"

Fang Qingzhi didn't go back directly, but went to a bar. The nightlife has just begun, and the lights are full of wine, red men and green women, all carnival!

She ordered a drink and sat down at the bar. She drank it in one gulp, it was cold and cold, but there was no drunkenness, she felt that it was not enjoyable, so she called a few glasses in a row, but the more she drank, the more sober she became!

"Give me brandy, the stronger the better!" Fang Qingzhi angrily pushed away the empty wine glasses in front of her and shouted to the bartender.

"What's wrong, in a bad mood?" the bartender asked, glancing at her.