Cemetery.

A group of people in the distance also stopped in front of Leng Zimo's mother's grave.

As Luo Xiaoqian guessed, this old man who walked in the front, but was already gray in his fifties, but his back was as straight as a sword, was Leng Zimo's father Leng Lin.

Walking beside him, a young man in a field combat uniform looked somewhat similar to Leng Zimo.

It's just that the eyebrows are not as sharp and angular as Leng Zimo, slightly slender, and the chin is sharper than Leng Zimo, and his temperament is even more different from him.

The same demonic feeling as Jiao Yang, but there is a big difference between this kind of demonic spirit, if Jiao Yang's temperament is like a fox, then this person is a leopard, under the seemingly lazy posture, but there is hidden danger and explosiveness.

This young man is Leng Lin's second son, Leng Zimo's younger brother Leng Zirui.

"I'll just say, my brother must be before us, my mother's death day, how can he forget?"

Leng Zirui raised his chin to the bouquet in front of the tombstone, his eyes quickly swept around the tomb, and noticed a few grasses scattered on the side of the tomb, he turned his face and looked at the mountain road on the other side.

Everywhere he looked, there was no figure of the big brother he was familiar with.

When he was in the parking lot just now, he saw Leng Zimo's car, and then looked at the flowers and grass, he knew that Leng Zimo must have seen them and walked from another road.

This guy is going fast!

"Humph!"

Leng Lin snorted lightly, took the bouquet from the guard's hand, walked up in person, and placed it in front of his wife's grave.

The guard and the driver were very interested, saluted towards the tombstone, and immediately withdrew twenty paces away, that is, they could protect Leng Lin at any time without affecting the place where he could communicate with his wife and children.

Squatting beside his wife's grave, Leng Lin raised his hand and took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

"No need...... Leng Zirui sat on the side of the tombstone, stroked the tombstone with his fingers at will, and then raised his palm without a little dust to him, "Look, since the eldest brother is here, it must be spotless!" ”

Leng Lin glanced at him, looked at his disrespectful sitting posture, and immediately raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

"Standing or not standing, sitting or not sitting, what does it look like, stand up!"

That look, that tone...... It's almost the same as Leng Zimo.

"Can't I get close to my mother?" Leng Zirui hugged the tombstone and said coquettishly, "Mom, look, your old man is angry at me again, how pitiful I am, obviously I am the most obedient, and I am scolded every day, otherwise, I will go down and accompany you to get ......"

Leng Lin glared at him, but he still didn't say anything more, knowing that his eldest son had already wiped the tombstone, he still carefully wiped the entire tombstone again.

His wife is his weakness, and Leng Zirui's trick is always tried and tested.

"Mom, you miss me, I didn't buy you flowers, I, I brought you your favorite snack from Daoxiang Village!" Leng Zirui patted his stomach, "It's all here, I know I can't bear to eat it with you, so I ate it for you......"

"Get out!"

Leng Lin couldn't help but let out a low roar.

"Yes!" Leng Zirui immediately stood up and saluted him, "Complete the task immediately!" ”

Then, Leng Zirui turned around and prepared to slip away.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, Leng Lin had already thrown a few words behind him.

"Don't go, just stand there and wait!"