Yang Guo came back this time, in fact, there was one more thing to deal with.

was busy with Qiqi's care before, and never found a suitable place for Qiqi's biological mother Wu Yue, and Yang Guo was also guilty. Wu Yue is an orphan, and it is impossible to trace back to where her hometown is, and the statement that the fallen leaves return to their roots can basically be denied.

Yang Guo pondered, no matter whether Wu Yue had feelings for him or not, after all, she was the mother of her precious daughter, and she also had a one-night affair with herself, and when she was with herself, she was still an innocent girl! No matter what you say, you should give her an explanation.

So when he went home this time, Yang Guo brought back the urn at the top of the bookcase, just so that Wu Yue could be buried in his own cemetery, and he could take care of her grave during the Qingming Festival every year, and when Qiqi grew up, he could also take her back to see this biological mother who had never met.

However, burying an "outsider" (nominally, let's call Wu Yue an "outsider") in his own cemetery is not a trivial matter, and his father Yang Tie is a big obstacle! So on the first night he came back, Yang Guo and his father lay on the bamboo and rattan bench in the yard and talked all night, and finally explained to his father.

Yang Tie later looked up at the starry sky, let out a long sigh, and said, "You have made up your own mind, then you can do it!" Go early tomorrow, keep quiet, let the neighbors know, embarrassed! In the clan, let me talk to your uncle again, it shouldn't be a big problem. ”

So, Yang Guo got dark at four o'clock in the morning, when the sky was not yet bright, and there was silence all around, only Ah Fu heard the sound and stood up. Yang Guo patted its head and said softly, "Ah Fu, it's okay, it's me." After speaking, he held Wu Yue's urn of ashes, carried a hoe, pushed the door and went out.

When passing by the village people's houses, there will be a few dog barks from the houses with dogs, Yang Guo in order not to disturb the rest of others, Yang Guo sped up his pace and trotted all the way. He used a little dexterity when he ran, a little on his toes, and when he hit the ground, he bounced up, light as a swallow, and as soon as he slipped through the smoke, he went far away.

The village does not turn on the street lights after midnight, and Yang Guo can only use the twinkling starlight to hurry, but fortunately, his eyesight is outstanding, and a little light is enough.

The Yang family's cemetery is on the back of a small hill two or three kilometers away from the back of the village, next to it is a bay of clear lake, the lake is not big, but this cemetery is also a bit feng shui.

The road is not far away, it is not close, and when Yang Guo arrived, the sky was already a little white. However, at this moment, the shadows of the trees by the lake are swaying, and there is also a little wind, and there are many black shadows with teeth and claws in the whistling sound and dim mound, which looks numb to the bottom of people's hearts. Even Yang Guo had the urge to turn his head and run.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world!" Yang Guo trembled and comforted himself in a low voice.

Yes, there are no ghosts in the world, people are scary, and when they are scared of themselves, there are ghosts. Yang Guo boldly approached, only to find that it was some bushes hooked with plastic bags fluttering.

"......" Yang Guo breathed a sigh of relief, a little speechless, and the fear in his heart suddenly dispersed.

He picked a piece of land near his grandfather that didn't have too many graves crowded together. Gently set the urn aside, then pick up the hoe and dig it up.

If it was Yang Guo in the past, he couldn't help but read weakly, and he would definitely not be able to play with this hoe, but now he has a lot of strength, he easily raised the hoe, waved and dug hard, and a large piece of soil was turned over.

It's just an urn, Yang Guo doesn't have to dig this cemetery very big, he will dig out the basic appearance in a dozen times, and then trim it a little, and a one-cubic meter square cemetery will be completed.

Yang Guo clapped his hands, knelt on one knee, picked up Wu Yue's urn, stroked it gently, sighed softly, and said, "Wu Yue, Qiqi is born, why don't you insist anymore, why do you just say go away?" ”

Yang Guo seemed to be back when he rushed to the hospital, Wu Yue was lying alone on the hospital bed, his face was pale, and his head was full of sweat.

"I know you've suffered a lot." Yang Guo muttered, "But you should tell me!" Why is it borne by one person alone? Could it be that I, Yang Guo, am such an irresponsible person? If you had told me, you wouldn't have gotten to where you are now! Kiki was born without a mother! ”

"It's an afterthought to say anything now, I know, and I'm remorseful too." Yang Guo smiled bitterly, "When I saw you at that time, I should have given you a little more encouragement, instead of asking this and that, I should have grabbed your hand and given you the confidence to live, instead of looking at you with suspicion." Why am I so stupid? ”

"You're stupid too! If you don't protect yourself, are your children so important to you? You don't know, if you change to another irresponsible man, Kiki will be an orphan! Do you know? Yang Guo said with a little choked up, "Aren't you afraid that our children will repeat the mistakes of the past?" ”

Yang Guo gently placed the urn in the center of the tomb, stared at it and said, "But don't worry! Since you gave up your life to give birth to Kiki, since you handed over our child to me, I will definitely be responsible to the end! Kiki is very good now, she eats and drinks well, she is spoiled at home, and she is cared for by her grandparents and my friends outside. Oh, by the way, I didn't tell you, our daughter, I named it Yang Luoqi, Yang is the Yang of my Yang Guo, Luoqi is the Luohe Qi next to the word king, the homonym is the fallen Angel, the meaning of the angel given to us by God, but ah, according to our domestic customs, she is our little fairy! Not to mention how cute she looks now! (The words angel and fairy are actually related to the change of the title of the book, so you can open the early works and take a look.) Don't worry too much about the details, though! ）

Yang Guo began to dig out the sand, picked out the stones, and held it in his hands little by little, while filling in the grave, he said: "So you can go with confidence, in the future, I will often bring Qiqi back to see you." Oh, by the way, our daughter is smart, have you ever seen a child who starts talking at the age of six months? Our Kiki is fine, now it's time to call Daddy Ke Lisuo! ”

"What, you're angry? Haven't you learned to call mom yet? Yang Guo began to talk to himself and asked himself, "But don't worry, I'll let her learn when I go back, and promise to let her know how to call her mother!" ”

But if she asks in the future, who is her mother, why is her mother gone? What should I do? Yang Guo scratched his head and asked, regardless of the dirt on his hands.

(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation, let's take a ticket and smash the cold door!) ≧▽≦）