Chapter 110: Death Day 2

When Mo Zishu woke up again, she happened to arrive at the suburban cemetery, she didn't expect that she would be able to sleep so deeply in the car, or when there were people around, but when her eyes fell on the side face of the man next to her, she knew it at once, the ink-colored broken hair was attached to the tip of his ear, outside the window, the gloomy rain set off the man's calm and indifferent atmosphere, the eyebrows were always unfazed, and the deep eyes were mixed with coldness and coldness Looking out of the window.

"Here we are." Mo Zishu took his head away from Fu Qingyuan's shoulder and said.

Fu Qingyuan turned his face to Mo Zishu's eyes that were still a little sleepy, and there seemed to be a lot of hazy light in them, attracting him little by little.

"Hmm." Fu Qingyuan replied softly, and the indifferent calm between his eyebrows was replaced by a subtle tenderness.

"Let's go." Mo Zishu reached out to open the car door, but at the same time noticed that her hands had been covered by the man next to her when she was sleeping, and it was very warm now.

"Zishu girl, woke up?" Fu Shengshan wanted to get out of the car before Mo Zishu and Fu Qingyuan, standing in the rain curtain with a housekeeper holding an umbrella, he looked at Mo Zishu who came out of the car with a smile.

Mo Zishu's face was slightly embarrassed, but she still nodded in response.

"Let's go, your grandmother's grave is on it." Fu Shengshan raised his hand and pointed to the high steps in front of him, although his smile did not decrease, there was a touch of sadness in his eyes.

Mo Zishu walked up to Fu Shengshan and said to Steward Li, "Give it to me, Uncle Li." ”

Steward Li handed the umbrella to Mo Zishu and retreated to the back.

In this way, Mo Zishu held an umbrella and helped Fu Shengshan to start walking towards the high steps, and then walked layer by layer.

Fu Qingyuan walked behind his grandfather and Mo Zishu with an umbrella, next to Na Chuan and Helian Baimu, followed by Steward Li and Fu Yi and Fu Er, and they were followed by a long line of bodyguards.

After walking on the stairs for twenty minutes, he finally saw the cemetery of milk, Fu Shengshan was afraid that there would be lonely ghosts disturbing his wife's rest, so he bought all the top graveyards, and someone went to clean and manage them every day.

"Your grandma probably knows you're coming, she's smiling." Fu Shengshan's gaze fell on the gray tombstone not far away, revealing a lingering nostalgia and sadness.

Mo Zishu followed Fu Shengshan's gaze, she saw the photo of the milk on the tombstone, she was smiling, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were clearly visible, but Mo Zishu could feel that her soft eyes were full of smiles.

Mo Zishu and Fu Shengshan stood in place for a while before walking towards the tombstone.

However, no one noticed that a trace of darkness flashed in Mo Zishu's eyes, which was fleeting.

came to the tombstone of the milk, Fu Qingyuan, Na Chuan, Fu Yi and Fu Er all stood beside Mo Zishu together, and only Fu Shengshan was the closest to the tombstone.

Fu Qingyuan's slender and bony fingers held on the black umbrella handle to block the sloping drizzle for Mo Zishu, and his tall body also blocked the invading cold wind for Mo Zishu.

"Qinglin, I've come to see you." When Fu Shengshan looked at Ye Qinglin's words on the tombstone, the corners of his eyes suddenly moistened, his voice trembled uncontrollably, and his old hands gently touched the tombstone and stroked it carefully, until the temperature of his palms was all lost until it was cold.

Mo Zishu looked at Fu Shengshan's sad appearance and felt very uncomfortable, Ye Qinglin is the name of milk, very beautiful.

"Today is also your birthday, so ah, I specially picked a bouquet of flowers for you, I think you must be complaining about me again, so old and so sensational, but ah Qinglin before his death I didn't dare to give it to you for fear that you would say me, only now to give it to you, when you were young, you followed me to work hard and did not enjoy happiness, although we were not poor at that time, but I was also so busy that I couldn't even prepare a bouquet of flowers for you, although you didn't say anything on your face, but I know that you must be disappointed in your heart, now, ah, There were flowers, but it was too late. Fu Shengshan said intermittently, his expression seemed to be reminiscent of the past, smiling for a while and crying for a while, tears covering his entire cheeks.

After finishing speaking, Steward Li handed the flowers to Fu Shengshan, which were a bunch of bright yellow daisies, and the flowers were still delicate, and they were stained with a little rain and dew.

"Girl, come here." Fu Shengshan casually wiped the tears from his face, turned his head and shouted Mo Zishu with a far-fetched smile.

Mo Zishu walked to Fu Shengshan's side when she heard the sound, squatted down in front of the tombstone, and at that moment the photo of the milk was even more obvious, and her expression was lifelike like a real person smiling in front of her.

"Qinglin, didn't you feel most at ease with Zishu before, she came to see you today, be happy, but don't blame her, she just came back not long ago, I didn't dare to tell her the news of your death at that time, so she hasn't been able to come to see you, but today is here, you have to talk to her for a while." Fu Shengshan's cold hands gently slapped on the back of Mo Zishu's hand, his tone was kind, and his eyes were smiling.

"Milk, I've come to see you, and I also brought your favorite black chicken soup, which I cooked myself." Mo Zishu's red lips raised a faint smile, and her clear eyes were filled with delicate sadness and tenderness.

Fu Yi stepped forward and handed her the thermos bucket, after Mo Zishu took the result, he opened the lid, it was still warm and exuding heat, Mo Zishu put the thermos bucket in front of the tombstone, and then continued to talk to the milk.

"I've come back from the city now, I'm studying here, I can often come to see you in the future, Grandpa Fu is in good health now, you don't have to worry about him, there are me and Fu Ye watching him, the chickens raised at home are also raised very well by Grandpa Fu, it is estimated that they will be kept for the New Year's stew to drink, I am also in good health now, you have been thinking about my body, I will definitely protect myself, grandma, you have to take good care of yourself there, you can rest assured that I will also protect the Fu family." Mo Zishu said a lot, some didn't, she said everything, she thought that she hadn't talked to her grandmother for a long time, and there was something bad in her heart.

Fu Qingyuan, who had been standing behind Mo Zishu like a copper wall to shield her from the wind and rain, heard Mo Zishu say this, and the coldness in his eyes turned into a softness, and he looked at the figure of the girl squatting on the ground with a little smile.

At the moment when Mo Zishu helped Fu Shengshan get up, her Shuyan's face instantly tensed, and her slender palm quickly pressed Fu Shengshan's body down and took it to the side.

A bullet that pierced through the rain and rode into the ground in front of the tombstone.

"Alert." The sudden change made everyone's hearts tighten, Fu Qingyuan's originally soft-colored eyes were instantly covered with cold ice and dyed with a layer of cold color, and a terrifying chill instantly emanated from his body, and he shouted in his tone mixed with obvious danger.

The bodyguards standing around instantly surrounded the people in the middle, and each of them took out their pistols from their waists and aimed them around.

But it seems that this is an accident, and after a while, it turns back to calm and calm, without a trace of wind and grass, and the silence makes people a little suspicious.

Fu Qingyuan's deep eyes covered with cold air looked around, and he didn't let go of every corner, this was definitely not an accident, the tall body in a black coat was as straight as a standing green pine standing beside Mo Zishu, protecting Mo Zishu and Fu Shengshan behind him.

"The bullet came from that direction." Mo Zishu stabilized her figure, her eyes were as deep as Fu Qingyuan's, as if there was ink flowing mixed with a strong coldness, and her fingers pointed in one direction.

"Fu Yi went over and took a look." Fu Qingyuan looked in the direction Mo Zishu pointed, and sure enough, he saw an inconspicuous trace in the grass.

Fu nodded slightly, walked in the direction pointed by Miss Mo with a serious face, and searched.

A few minutes later, Fu Yi came back, still dragging a person in his hand, to be precise, this person was brow-centered, and he couldn't die if he was already dead.

"Corpses?" Mo Zishu looked at the corpse in Fu Yi's hand, her brows were rough, and her tone was weird.

"Well, and a pistol." As he spoke, Fu Yi's body was still on the ground, and he took out a pistol from his arms.

Mo Zishu looked at it, it was a Bo, Lai, Ta 92F pistol, with an effective range of 50 meters, and the distance was less than 50 meters, which was more than enough for this gun.

"Get rid of people, be careful, there's people around." Mo Zishu frowned and said, the uneasiness in her heart became more and more obvious, and her heart beat uncontrollably fiercely.

Just when Fu Yi dealt with the people and came back, another group of people came to the purpose.

"Shengshan." An old man in a wheelchair in a blue shirt was pushed in front of everyone.

"What is this?" Mo Zishu asked, looking at the old man in the wheelchair with a familiar face.

When Fu Shengshan saw the old man in the wheelchair, his face remained unchanged, and he walked towards the old man, and said, "Ye Yun, your grandmother's brother." ”

"Big brother." Fu Shengshan shouted to the old man.

Mo Zishu nodded to show that she understood, looking at the two old men of the same age, she couldn't help but remember that her grandmother told her before her death that she was ten years younger than Grandpa Fu.

"Well, I'll take a look at Qinglin's birthday today." Ye Yun sat in a wheelchair and replied flatly, his gaze did not stay on Fu Shengshan, but fell on Mo Zishu's body.

Then he laughed and said, "Let's meet the little girl again." ”

Fu Shengshan and everyone looked at Mo Zishu in disbelief.

The person concerned was a little puzzled at first, and then remembered and said, "Oh, you are the old man who took me by the road that day." ”

Mo Zishu's tone was not questioned, but affirmative.

"Well, remember, yes." Ye Yun nodded with a smile on the corner of his lips, watching Mo Zishu's gaze gradually soften.

"Zishu girl, do you know?" Fu Shengshan asked, his brows furrowed slightly.

"I don't know."

"I don't know."

The two replied at the same time, but Ye Yun added another sentence at the end: "There has been a relationship." ”

Mo Zishu was speechless.

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