Chapter 1190: Worship (5)

Not to mention in the past six months, she used to live in Toronto, and every year when she swept the tomb during the Qingming Festival, she would come back to sweep her father's tomb in accordance with the original customs of Huaxia. Although her father has passed away, in the cold Cheng family, she looks at the four members of the Cheng family together, as if she is a completely superfluous existence.

Only at this time, here, facing the empty tombstone, can she feel that she is not a rootless duckweed.

Moreover, perhaps after holding back in the Cheng family for too long, her whole person became silent. Only in the face of her father and grandparents can she seem to relax her spirit and return to the situation of the past, like to be lively, love to talk and laugh.

"This year, I have experienced a lot, made a lot of friends, and changed a lot. I also went to Huaxia and my hometown. Uptown is a beautiful city - it's just a pity that I don't have Aunt Qiu's contact information, it's crowded, and I don't know where to look for her. ”

When it comes to "Aunt Qiu", Yu Zexiao is a little strange. After all, among so many people he knew, there was only one Qiu Yixian's surname Qiu.

However, the surname of Huaxiaguo, the pronunciation of the word "qiu", has many surnames, such as "Qiu", "Qiu", "Qiu", and "Qiu", so although Yu Zexiao feels a little familiar, it is impossible to immediately hook up with Qiu Yixian.

"Dad, I didn't inherit the company - and, because of this, the company was unstable. I let Uncle Hu take charge of the overall situation, will you blame me for not keeping the family's foundation? ”

In fact, if it weren't for falling in love with Yu Zexiao, she would definitely return to the company and inherit everything from her father.

It's just that I didn't expect that this time I happened to be a blessing in disguise and escaped the trap set by the Cheng family, is this considered my father in the dark, bless himself?

She crouched down and gently brushed the dust off the tombstone. Yu Zexiao also squatted down, a person who loves cleanliness so much, he actually used his own hands to gently wipe the dust off the three tombstones.

After cleaning up, Jian Anning's eyes seemed to become distant for a moment: "I fell out with that side." At first, I still treated her as a mother and treated them as family. But ........."

She shook her head, and beside her, Yu Zexiao also seemed to sense her disappointment, and immediately reached out, grabbed her hand, and tightened it. It's like he wants to pass on his power to her. With his own warmth, surround her.

Jian Anning turned his head and glanced at Yu Zexiao, his eyes were bright and deep, like the boundless sea. She also saw from this glance that tenacity, firmness and persistence, just like the feeling her father gave her back then, which was reassuring, comfortable, and intoxicating.

Before she knew it, she said this to her father and grandparents: "Dad, grandpa, grandma." Although I lost my mother, I also received the most precious gift. That is, Ze Xiao beside me. He loves me, understands me, and supports me. I want to go with him for the rest of my life. ”

When he heard Jian Anning praise himself like this, he blushed a little.

If nothing else, he can't do it if he "supports me".

Even though he knew that Mu Xinyu and the others had passed away, Yu Zexiao still had a feeling of being valued.

He immediately puffed up his chest, as if to pat his chest and promise: