September 8th. The anniversary festival of Chu Xinghe.

The words and patterns on the tombstones have been painted with new paint, making them particularly bright and dazzling. The newly branched purple chrysanthemum is planted in front of the tombstone, and the leaves are fragrant and floral.

Before dawn, Xiao Duxue knocked on the door of the cemetery and put a bag on the windowsill: "This is a week's worth of medicine, you fried it on time." The weather is getting cooler, and I bought you two coats. There are also some snacks that you like, and you have them put away. ”

The old man handed over the key: "Don't bring me anything every day, I have a salary, although I don't have any surplus, it's enough to eat and drink." ”

Xiao Duxue said as she opened the door, "It's not a valuable thing." ”

The morning light is twilight, and the cemetery is ......

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