Luo Qiu'an's soft voice, in this empty cemetery, also warmed his cold heart.

It was very quiet on the phone, and no one answered, Luo Qiu'an was very strange and asked, "Chenhao, is that you?" ”

You can't dial the wrong phone number yourself, right?

She hurriedly looked down at the numbers on the landline, and after confirming that it was correct, she asked, "Are you very busy now, so it's inconvenient to talk?" Either I'll hang up first, and I'll call back when it's convenient for you. ”

"No, there is something in the company, I won't be back today, you and Xiaobao will rest early."

The man's voice seemed to float from the distant side of the mountain, cold and indifferent.

Luo Qiu'an felt a little uncomfortable, but thinking that today's birthday star was the biggest, he didn't bother with Ji Chenhao, looked at Xiaobao who kept blinking his eyes next to him, and said, "That's it... It's that Xiaobao is looking for something for you, and says that I have to talk to you at night, or you can be late, let's wait for you. ”

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows proudly at his son, this excuse is really amazing.

"Okay." Ji Chenhao couldn't say anything to refuse, and thought to himself: Silly woman, you can't tell a lie, there are loopholes everywhere.

After hanging up the phone, looking at his mother's smile on the tombstone, he couldn't help but ask, "Mother, this is your daughter-in-law, isn't it stupid?" ”

But if you're still around, you're going to love her, we already have a five-year-old son, and in a few months, a pair of daughters.

When Ji Zhiyuan arrived, the sky seemed to be slowly covered by a black cloth, getting darker and darker.

"Master, it's going to rain hard, or come back tomorrow." The driver was a little worried.

After all, the current Ji Zhiyuan's body has not fully recovered.

But today, he was determined to see his dead ex-wife, got out of the car and walked towards the mountain with a cane.

After the funeral, he hadn't been here once, but today he seems to have been here thousands of times, and he is very familiar with every grass and tree here.

Seeing the tall figure in front of the cemetery, he stopped and stopped.

Ji Chenhao bowed deeply, turned around and saw Ji Zhiyuan standing not far away.

The corners of his mouth floated up, and the sneer was obvious.

Ji Zhiyuan's face also became very ugly, he didn't expect to meet his son who came to worship, and turned the crutches in his hand crampedly.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Chenhao stared at him, wrinkled his eyebrows, and his tone was very unfriendly.

Ji Zhiyuan glanced at the cemetery behind him and said, "I'll come to see your mother." ”

Ji Chenhao sneered and asked coldly, "Are you worthy?" ”

This is the biggest problem between father and son.

Ji Chenhao's mother had an accident that year, Ji Zhiyuan didn't say anything about it, and ordered that the cause of his mother's accident should not be investigated, and he never mentioned it.

After so many years, he has been investigating, but he has gained very little.

It's just recently that I got a new hairstyle.

"How did I talk to my father?" Ji Zhiyuan was displeased, and Ji Chenhao's attitude towards him was really becoming more and more disrespectful.

Ji Chenhao replied in a deep voice, "I don't just talk like this all the time, it's not the first time you've heard it, and you haven't gotten used to it yet?" ”

Ji Zhiyuan's heart is stuffed, there is a Wang Minzhen in the family, he makes trouble every day, the only son in front of him, every time he meets and says a word, every sentence is prickly, and he doesn't take him in his eyes at all.

"Don't come here like this, my mother doesn't need you to worship her." Ji Chenhao directly and unceremoniously refused him to worship.

Ji Zhiyuan and his mother were already husband and wife in the early years, and when they went home, they each ate and lived separately, and only when Ji Chenhao came back from Old Man Ji, his mother and Ji Zhiyuan would accompany him to have a meal.

For so many years after her death, Ji Zhiyuan has not been here once, and this time it is not uncommon.

"You're not your mother, how do you know." Ji Zhiyuan rarely made up his mind to come once, and he was stopped by his son, and his tone became even more bad.

Ji Chenhao's brows tightened even tighter, and he said sarcastically, "Do you want her to see the miserable state of your life now?" Or have you done so many sorry things for her, and you suddenly woke up and wanted to go to her grave to confess? ”

"It's ridiculous, you brought it all on yourself." He really looks down on what Ji Zhiyuan is doing now.

As long as he talked about his deceased mother, Ji Chenhao unconsciously stabbed all over his body, ready to attack at any time.

"You, this is a matter between me and your mother, you just have to take care of yourself."

Ji Zhiyuan has said this more than once.

At that time, Ji Chenhao was young and didn't understand it very well, but later, his mother quietly established a group, and then when the accident happened, he could be regarded as understanding.

The sky began to rumble, and a heavy rain was coming, and even the trees next to it began to swing to welcome the heavy rain.

Ji Chenhao looked at the sky and said with a smile, "It seems that God doesn't welcome you, maybe it's also my mother's warning, the accident was unclear at the beginning, you didn't let me check it all in your cover, I have been wondering if you designed everything." ”

"You unfilial son, what nonsense?" Ji Zhiyuan held his crutches tightly to prevent himself from falling out of control.

Could it be that Wang Minzhen did something quietly behind her back? It made Chen Hao doubt himself.

"My good father, what are you doing so excitedly, I just doubt, but not certainly." Ji Chenhao looked at Ji Zhiyuan's face tightly, not wanting to miss any expression on his face.

If the accident was really done by him, then all the actions of his mother before her death would make sense.

Ji Zhiyuan had a weak heart, but he still tried his best to pretend to be calm and reprimanded him, "Is there anyone like you who wronged your father?" What a waste of your grandfather's teachings to you. ”

Ji Chenhao replied, "What does it have to do with you, your mind hasn't been spent on me, has it?" ”

After Ji Wenqing was born, coupled with Wang Minzhen's pillow wind, Ji Zhiyuan didn't like Ji Chenhao even more, plus Ji Chenhao didn't like to take care of him, and often shook his face to show him, so he just ignored him and left him to fend for himself in Old Man Ji's old mansion.

Ji Zhiyuan, who knew that he was in the wrong, moved his steps, "I don't want to quarrel with you here." ”

Usually, in this case, Ji Zhiyuan did not give up.

This time, as soon as he saw the cold tombstone, Ji Chenhao didn't want Ji Zhiyuan to enjoy everything his mother brought him so peacefully.

"Also, it's okay to go and see, but I don't know, you haven't seen each other for so many years, and when you go back, you will sleep at night, will you have nightmares."

"Also, my mother's death had better have nothing to do with you, otherwise, even if you are my nominal father, I will not let you go."