Zhan Xingchuan really didn't break his promise, and before going to bed, he specially explained and asked people to prepare some worship items in advance, including incense and candles, paper money, flowers, fruit snacks and the like.

The next morning, after they finished eating, the driver waited outside.

Zhan Liyang and his wife heard that the young couple were going to the cemetery, although they were a little worried, but because Diao Ranran insisted on going to worship their late mother, they didn't say anything, just told a few words, and asked Sister Zhang to bring her a shawl and a wool cushion to avoid catching a cold on the road.

Ready and packed their things, they headed to Meiyuan on the outskirts of the city.

Meiyuan is the most famous cemetery in the whole Zhonghai since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and most of the people who can be buried here are either rich or noble. Although Qiujing grew up in Nanping, and her mother's family is a famous family, but after all, she is married to her husband, she is already a member of the Diao family, and after her death, she will naturally be buried in Zhonghai and cannot return to Nanping. Therefore, after her death, Diao Chengxi specially bought a cemetery with excellent feng shui here, and told her family that she would be buried here with her after a hundred years.

Along the way, Diao Ranran was wrapped in a big shawl and barely spoke.

Zhan Xingchuan only thought that she was missing her mother, so he didn't bother her, just hurried up and continued to look at the tablet in the car, but in just a few hours, he had a lot of internal articles in the company's mailbox, waiting for him to take a look.

In fact, Diao Ranran thought that if her mother knew about it, would she feel guilty about herself, and would she blame herself for pretending to be her other daughter.

She also knows that some things can't be drilled hard, but every time she thinks that her own sisters can grow up next to their parents, but she doesn't have this opportunity.

If it weren't for the fact that she was sent away since she was a child, sent to Ran's house, and sent abroad at a young age, she would not have indulged herself because she was lonely and lonely, and she was actually dragged by her friends to become a high-class prostitute. Even if she finally married the only guest she had ever received, she would tremble with regret when she remembered her depravity. It was a shame that she would never get rid of, she would abandon herself, and even occasionally resent, resentful of the woman who had sent her newborn daughter away.

For Qiujing, she is curious, she misses, and she resents.

However, after confirming that she was pregnant, she still wanted to sue her as soon as possible. Perhaps, this is a kind of inheritance of blood and bones.

The car drove steadily all the way and finally arrived at Meiyuan.

When she got out of the car, Diao Ranran's face was a little pale, she had never been motion sick in the car before, but today she sat in the car and felt a little chest tightness and shortness of breath, and when she smelled the smell of gasoline, she was vaguely nauseous and wanted to vomit. She thought, there was nothing wrong with deciding to come here today, and after a while, once she had morning sickness, she might not even have a hard time going out for a walk, let alone coming to such a far place.

Zhan Xingchuan fed her some water, and then took her hand and walked into Meiyuan.

The two men walked and stopped, walking very slowly.

Because Diao Ranran didn't want to follow others around, those things used for worship were all carried by Zhan Xingchuan, which was very heavy, and after walking for a while, he was also a little sweaty.

This is the first time that the husband and wife have come together to worship the autumn realm.

They stood in front of the tombstone, staring at the picture above. Next to her tomb, there is still a large piece of empty land, which is prepared for Diao Chengxi.

"Did your dad prepare for himself?"

Zhan Xingchuan pointed to the clearing and asked curiously.

Diao Ranran was squatting in front of the tombstone, placing fruit snacks, he looked around, also squatted down, helped her light incense candles, and then put them on the left and right.

"Yes, he has said more than once that when he is gone, he will be buried here, with his mother. Life is the same, death is the same hole. ”

After saying this, she suddenly sneered, and swept an apple in her hand, with a mocking expression on her face.

"Isn't it ashamed that he's been playing with so many women over the years, and he's dirty, and he wants to disturb my mother's purity? It's a pity that many of the old antiques of the Diao family are still alive, and they have a long lifespan, so they will definitely intervene, and I am a married daughter, so I may not be able to speak. ”

If you can, Diao Ranran really doesn't want to bury Diao Chengxi and her mother together, they were not a loving couple when they were alive, and they are afraid that they will hate each other when they die, so why bother to make up for each other after decades? It is better to let each other live, never see each other again, and reincarnate their respective destinies.

However, he doesn't have this right, and when he thinks about it, Diao Ranran feels even more sad. When you are alive, you have no way to decide your marriage, and after you die, you can't even maintain this tranquility, is this a great sorrow?

Hearing her say this, Zhan Xingchuan couldn't help but be silent for a while.

He took all the paper money he had brought from his pocket, lit a fire in the basin, and burned them one by one.

Seeing that Diao Ranran still had a sad face, he couldn't help but hurriedly comforted: "Why do you think so much? How old is your father, if there is really that day, I am afraid it will be twenty or thirty years later." Thinking about this now, don't you think it's too much?"

As soon as she heard it, it was also the same reason, in the past, it was a man's forty-one flowers, and now it is a man's sixty-one flowers, Diao Chengxi is usually maintenance-oriented, and has never found any cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases every year, he is really dead, I am afraid that he will have to wait for several years.

"Don't talk about him, I'm here to see my mother today, and she definitely doesn't want us to mention others. Mom, I'm here to see you, with your son-in-law, and the baby, you must bless our family of three......"

Diao Ranran took a stack of paper money from Zhan Xingchuan's hand and handed it to the basin one by one.

Seeing this, Diao Ranran couldn't help but burst into tears, muttering: "It must have been too long since anyone came to see my mother, she was alone below, she had no money to eat and wear, you see how quickly this paper burns, it's all my unfilial ......"

Zhan Xingchuan freed up one hand and carefully wiped the tears from her cheeks with the clean back of his hand.

"Don't cry, isn't this coming? Besides, it's not like no one is coming, you see......"

After that, he pointed to the back of the tombstone, where there were several bouquets of dried flowers, judging from the dry Cheng dù, the time should have been before and after, it was obvious that someone came here every once in a while, and each time he came, he would bring a bouquet of flowers.

Hearing Zhan Xingchuan's words, Diao Ranran was stunned, and sure enough, he stopped crying, followed his gestures, and looked behind the tombstone.

The place where she used to squat, because of the angle, she couldn't see there, but now, after such a reminder from Zhan Xingchuan, she stood up and could see those bouquets.

"Strange, who's coming?"

Diao Ranran got closer and found that this was a white-flowered iris from Xiatianzhu, Hangzhou, many people would confuse it with a lily, but she recognized it at a glance, it was an iris because it only had three petals.

The reason why she can have this knowledge is because of that diary, Qiujing once specifically mentioned the white flower iris in the diary, and said that when she went to Hangzhou to play in her teens, she "fell in love with it at first sight", and she has liked it very much since then. However, she also wrote with regret that because the color of the white flower iris is mainly white, Diao Chengxi dislikes it very much and feels unlucky, and he is not very happy to see this kind of flower at home, so Qiujing proposed to plant it at home several times, but he vetoed it.

Unexpectedly, someone actually brought a bunch of white flower irises for her, which is really heartfelt.

"Could it be your dad?" He hasn't been busy lately, maybe he remembers the past, and he also feels indebted to his wife, so he ......."

Zhan Xingchuan saw Diao Ranran's doubts, stepped forward, put his arm around her shoulders, and guessed softly.

"I don't know. ”

She shook her head and bit her lip.

Aunt Bao may know that Qiujing likes white flower irises, but she and her husband have already returned to Nanping, and they only called Guò last week, so it is impossible for her to come back to deliver flowers.

If it was her aunt Qiu Fan, it would be impossible for her to come to Zhonghai to worship her sister secretly without contacting herself, not to mention that she was old and had difficulty moving, and her children would not lightly agree to her going north alone.

Could it be the mysterious Mr. "R"?

Or is it the real Diao Ranran?

Or is it really guessed correctly by Zhan Xingchuan, is it Diao Chengxi, who has reformed himself?

Who is it?

"Don't worry about it for now, maybe it's an old friend. Let's burn the paper money first, it's windy here, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. ”

The cemetery is not as good as the city, it is sparsely populated, the area is empty, and it is planted with pine and cypress evergreens, as soon as you walk in, you will feel particularly cool, and the temperature is probably two or three degrees lower than that in the city. Zhan Xingchuan was worried that Diao Ranran might have a headache or catch a cold after he went back, so he hurriedly urged.

Hearing him say this, Diao Ranran also dispelled his curiosity, continued to squat down with him, burned all the paper money he brought, and the two of them kowtowed to the tombstone again, and then prepared to leave.

"You go and stand there and wait for me, and I'll clean up here. ”

Zhan Xingchuan pointed behind him, where it was more leeward.

Diao Ranran nodded, walked behind him, there were also rows of tombstones, seeing him with his head down to pack up his things, I am afraid that he would have to wait for a while, in order to pass the time, she also looked curiously at the photos, names, dates of birth and death on each tombstone, etc.

Zhan Xingchuan put out the fire, and then put the tribute in order, the incense candle was blown out, and seeing that it was almost over, he looked up.

Behind the tombstone in front of me, I don't know when suddenly a woman was standing.

He was stunned, because the sun was shining on him, a little dazzling, so Zhan Xingchuan instinctively narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in some surprise.

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