There was a knock on the door, it sounded.

Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly walked over, opened the courtyard door, and saw Leng Zimo standing outside the door, she immediately laughed.

"You're back."

"Yes." Leng Zimo walked in with the box, "Where is this?" ”

Luo Xiaoqian closed the courtyard door and pointed to the small stone table in the courtyard, "Put it on the table, I'll clean it up." ”

The two of them walked to the small stone table together, Leng Zimo put the box in his hand on the small table, took the rag to wipe off the dust on it, and Luo Xiaoqian pinched the buckle on the box.

"By the way, Zimo, just now, your father called me."

"Him?" Leng Zimo frowned slightly, "What did he say?" ”

"The day after tomorrow is the Midyear Festival, and he said let's go to the cemetery together to worship." Luo Xiaoqian answered honestly.

Leng Zimo listened, but he was full of surprise.

Midyear Festival, commonly known as "Ghost Festival", every year on this day, he will go to his mother's grave to worship, just now when he was in the car, Irene also called him, reminding him that the day after tomorrow is the Midyear Festival.

The old man actually took the initiative to invite him and Xiaoqian to go back to worship together, which is not like the old man's personality at all.

Since the death of her mother, no matter whether it is Qingming or her death day and similar programs like the Midyear Festival, no matter how busy the old man is, he will go to worship her.

Could it be that he already agrees with Xiaoqian?!

However, the turn of events was too sudden, right?!

"You promised?"

"Before I could speak, he hung up the phone." Luo Xiaoqian said a little helplessly.

Leng Zimo smiled, the old man's style was very similar to his, he could imagine the scene at that time.

"Zimo." Luo Xiaoqian got up from her chair, "Otherwise, let's go to the cemetery today and go back to Beijing tomorrow, right?" ”

Leng Zimo stood up, "Yes, but I don't want to see him, especially not in front of my mother's grave." ”

“weishenme？” Luo Xiaoqian asked puzzled.

Even if he and his father were a little unhappy before, this matter shouldn't involve Leng's mother, right?

Leng Zimo raised his hand and patted her shoulder, "Let's go, let's go see your mother first." ”

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Luo Xiaoqian was not reluctant, simply cleaned up, and the two of them took a car together to the cemetery where Luo Xiaoqian's mother was.

Taking out the bouquet from the trunk, Leng Zimo personally sent the bouquet to the tombstone.

Luo Xiaoqian carefully cleaned up the weeds on the side, and put some of her mother's favorite foods in front of the monument.

"Mom, I brought someone to see you today, his name is Zimo, he is very good to me, now he takes care of me, you don't have to worry about me there, if you have found Dad, remember to tell him too, I am doing well now......"

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

Although her mother is gone, at least her grave is still there, and she can still come to see her mother and tell her what is on her mind.

But father, after that time, he never came back, and she didn't even know where his soul was now, and she couldn't help but be sad when she thought about it.

stepped forward, bent over to support her shoulders, and Leng Zimo gently helped her up.

"Don't be sad, I'm sure your father must be with your mother."

Luo Xiaoqian stood up and nodded to him with a smile, "It's not too early, let's go back?" ”

"I'll say two words to my aunt." Leng Zimo took a step forward and bowed three times towards the tombstone, "Hello Auntie, my name is Leng Zimo, from now on, I will take good care of her, you can rest assured." ”