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Qu Ziyan stopped, and Mo Chen and Feng Jiuyin also stopped.

On the gate is written "Flower House".

Qu Ziyan reached out to push the door open.

Feng Jiuyin grabbed his hand, "Wait, I'm a little.... Somewhat.... Nervous. ”

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from the corner of his forehead, his mouth tightened, indescribably nervous.

"It's the first time I've seen you have this kind of expression, it's funny. “

Qu Ziyan hugged his arms, a playful smile flashing on his lips.

He looked at the gate of the flower house that had fallen into disrepair, and the black gate had lost a lot of paint. The traces on it can show its age.

Unexpectedly, such a dilapidated house has a real phoenix hidden in it.

"Have you thought about it?"

Qu Ziyan couldn't help but pat Feng Jiuyin's shoulder.

"I, I, hey. I'm not going to go in....."

"Aunt Lu, we're back. ”

Mo Chen pushed open the door and shouted inside.

"Ah!!h

Feng Jiuyin saw the door open and hurriedly turned around to cover his face.

Sure enough, it is faster to be so direct at the critical moment.

Let Feng Jiuyin continue to be entangled, saying that it is not good that the sky is going to dawn.

Mo Chen patted the dust on his hands, and regardless of the two people behind him, he strode in.

"Hey.... Let's go. ”

Qu Ziyan finally pushed Feng Jiuyin, who was covering his face, and was about to leave.

Feng Jiuyin didn't give him a chance to go.

He grabbed Qu Ziyan's sleeve, one hand still on his face.

"First.... First.... Let's go in like this. When I dare, I'll put down ....."

He stumbled when he spoke, and it was the first time for Qu Ziyan to see him so flustered, and he couldn't help but feel a little ripple in his heart.

After all, such an important person.

"Okay, you follow me. ”

He turned around again and walked into the flower house step by step.

Feng Jiuyin followed his steps, walking very slowly.

On the opposite side of the flower house is the holy lake, and at this time, a cool breeze blows, and the holy lake exudes a faint salty smell.

Flower house.

Mo Chen was the first to enter the flower house, and Ah Lu was about to sleep.

She saw Mo Chen, who suddenly came back at night, and there was some curiosity in her eyes.

She gestured and looked at Mochen in wonder.

"Ah, I came back with Qu Ziyan. Old man Hua still won't come back tonight. Yes, you don't have to prepare anything. We've had dinner. “

Mo Chen sat on the wooden bench next to the round table, he saw that Ah Lu was going to the kitchen again, and hurriedly stopped, "We really ate, you see, Qu Ziyan is also here." ”

He pointed to the door.

Qu Ziyan was just standing there.

Behind him, Feng Jiuyin stood silently with his head down.

It was dark in the room, and Ah Lu's eyes were not very good, she squinted at the extra person outside the house, and gestured suspiciously.

"Is this this? This is our guest ........."

Mochen sat there with one hand on his head, without any expression.

"Aunt Lu, introduce you to a guest. ”

Qu Ziyan took a step forward and pulled Feng Jiuyin, who refused to come in at the door.

"Come, this is my friend, Feng Jiuyin. ”

He said lightly with a calm expression.

"Smack. ”

The bowl in Aunt Lu's hand fell in response.

There was an expression of disbelief on that weather-beaten face.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the man in the doorway, his head bowed.

The man finally looked up.

It's a little different from fifteen years ago.

When I grew up, my facial features were more like that person.

Aunt Lu took a few steps back.

She turned her face away and crouched down to pick up the debris on the ground.

"Don't pick it up.... Mother....."

Feng Jiuyin quickly stepped forward and pulled up Aunt Ah Lu, who was squatting on the ground.

"Mother's ......"

He tugged at Green's wrist, but couldn't say anything else.

There is a sour feeling in the eyes.

Tears slowly filled up.

His mother......

His mother is so beautiful.

Now it's like this.

Why did his mother become so thin and weak?

His mother's ......

Ah Lu was stunned by Feng Jiu's scream, and forgot to withdraw his hand for a while.

"Then let's go out first, and you can have a good talk. ”

Qu Ziyan glanced at Mo Chen, "Mo Chen, don't you want to go out?"

Mochen turned his head and stood up.

"Aunt Lu, let's wait at the door, go first. “

He walked over to Qu Ziyan, and the two of them closed the door on one side.

It's a bit chilly outside.

Qu Ziyan and Mochen sneezed almost at the same time.

They looked at each other and looked away.

Such a scenario.

So familiar.

The two of them sat on the steps in front of the gate one by one.

Nothing to say for a while.

"Mother, mother, mother, why did you just leave me like this!"

"Old woman, my old woman, why can't you think of it!"

In Liao's Mansion, Liao Qing and Liao Jiagong knelt beside the body of Liao's mother, crying there.

Chu Qiao stood aside, his face a little solemn.

At this time, Liao's mother had already changed her clothes and placed them in the mourning hall.

Her somewhat bloated body lay there quietly at the moment, motionless.

Chu Qiao remembered that not long ago, Liao's mother was still taking care of Liao Qing with her.

This fat, somewhat verbose, somewhat pedantic, but kind-hearted Liao family's mother, such a fresh person, suddenly, just lying here, motionless.

She's a little blindsided.

From the time she entered the house until now, she hadn't said a word.

Surrounded by a crowd of people who came to pay their respects.

Elder Qi stood opposite her, on crutches, still with a dignified face.

The presbyterians are basically here.

"Liao's father, don't be so sad. Mrs. Zun is a kind person, and she will definitely have a good home. ”

"Yes, Liao Jiagong, don't be too sad, the person is dead, no matter how much trouble you make, it's already like this, take care of your body now. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, you are too, Young Master Liao, don't be too sad. ”

........

The people around are persuading the sad father and son in their own way.

Chu Qiao didn't start, he didn't want to watch such a scene.

She didn't like to come to the mourning hall.

Because this place always reminded her of her mother.

Her mother, her mother, didn't even set up a mourning hall for her back then.

Because she was called crazy to the outside world, she couldn't set up a mourning hall.

The body was immediately disposed of by the Council of Elders.

Soon, people forgot about the existence of their holy woman.

I only remember that the little saintess immediately ascended the throne, and Elder Qi presided over things big and small.

No one, no one, will still think of the saint of the past.

If it weren't for this year's sacrifice ceremony.

This poor woman was buried in the depths of people's memory.

Chu Qiao sighed.

She turned her head to look at Elder Qi.

At this time, he looked at the corpse very seriously, with a majestic and solemn face.

Yes, this old man, in such an occasion, can always do a good job.

It makes people feel that this elder is so wise and so trusted.

Chu Qiao's feet were a little sore.

She hadn't sat down until now.

Ah Zhu saw her tiredness and brought a chair from not far away.

"Holy Maiden, sit down for a while, and you'll have to be busy later. ”

She whispered for fear of being heard.

"Okay. ”

Chu Qiao took the chair and was about to sit down.

"Holy Maiden!"

"Kerala. ”

Chu Qiao felt that his teeth were about to be crushed by himself.

At this time, which guy is so blind?

"Holy Maiden, this is your mother-in-law, you should go and bow down. ”

Elder Qi leaned on his long crutches and bowed in her direction.

"I know that. ”

Chu Qiao was a little helpless.

This old man, sure enough, didn't want to let her go for a minute.

She stood up and motioned for Azhu to take the wooden stool aside.

"Liao Jiagong, don't be sad. ”

Chu Qiao walked to Liao Qing's side and slowly knelt down.

"Liao Qing, you too, don't be too sad. ”

She raised her hand and patted Liao Qing's back.