Tomb sweeping will never be too good, especially for a loved one who has died.

Gu Qingzhou's heart seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of clouds today, and he could drip water if he didn't pay attention to it.

She originally planned to go to the Yan Mansion after sweeping the tomb, but at the moment, she was completely out of mind.

She said to Si Xingpei: "Go back to the annex." ”

Sitting in the car, Gu Qingzhou muttered to Si Xingpei: "I should let her, I shouldn't have a-for-tat confrontation with her today." ”

Not because she is Mrs. Si, but because she is Simu's mother.

Gu Qingzhou thought of Si Mu, it seemed that he didn't have any kindness to him, and even the disadvantages were more than good.

But she was so sad about his death.

It's not really sad, but a kind of sadness that is born of regret to the extreme.

Si Mu has studied in military school for so many years, and he is from a warlord family, if he wants to die, the most dignified way to die should be the battlefield.

Gu Qingzhou thought about all this lightly.

Si Xingpei took her hand at the right time and said, "You did a good job. You haven't done anything wrong, you don't have to suffer from her dirty water. ”

Gu Qingzhou just hummed.

Si Xingpei hugged her tightly, his chin resting on top of her head.

Gu Qingzhou was in a bad mood at first, but later found out that Si Xingpei had been in this position for a long time.

She only understood at this moment that Si Xingpei was also sad today.

He swept Fang Fei's grave.

Gu Qingzhou stretched out his hand and hugged his waist.

On the other side of the road, the Overseer's car was heading back.

Mrs. Si silently shed tears.

When Si Mu died, she was too angry, but she was not as sad and sad as she is now.

She was crying all the time.

When the car arrived at the Overseer's Mansion, he happened to meet the fifth aunt.

The Overseer took the fifth aunt to Nanjing, and she accompanied Si Qiongzhi back the day before yesterday.

"Madam, Qiongzhi, are you alright?" The fifth aunt asked in a low voice.

She knew that she shouldn't ask, Mrs. Si went to sweep the grave of her young son, how could this heartbroken fifth aunt not understand?

"It's fine." Qiongzhi replied to her, her voice buzzing, which was blocked by her nose after crying.

The fifth aunt didn't say much.

Later, she asked the adjutant who followed her what was wrong.

The adjutant told her: "Fifth aunt, Mrs. and Third Miss met the eldest young marshal at the cemetery. ”

Is it a priest?

The fifth aunt's heart suddenly tightened, and she seemed to be pinched by her hand.

She hung from her chest in one breath.

"The eldest young marshal is also in Yuecheng?" The fifth aunt calmed down for a while and asked the adjutant.

Adjutant said yes.

"He's alone?"

The adjutant was a little hesitant and didn't know what to call Gu Qingzhou.

Say it's a young grandmother? What's going on with the tombstone that the young marshal stands on Pingcheng? said that it was the second young grandmother, which was even more inappropriate, the second young grandmother had already divorced and left, and the Si family did not have a second young grandmother at all.

Eventually, the adjutant sneered, "It's with his wife." ”

This kind of chaotic relationship, as a subordinate, it is really not easy to express, once he is wrong, the young marshal may not be able to spare him.

The fifth aunt seemed to be shaken.

Her face turned slightly pale, and she muttered after a while, "Oh, it's them."

She originally planned to send someone to invite Si Xingpei and come back for dinner in the evening, but now she has no plans.

The fifth aunt knew Gu Qingzhou too well, and she was very familiar with Gu Qingzhou, and Gu Qingzhou also treated her.

"It's them." She turned and walked back, muttering to herself again, and the deerskin boots on her feet suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Gu Qingzhou and Si Xingpei returned to the annex.

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, and as soon as they entered the door, they hugged tightly and sat in the sofa.

No one spoke.

Hugs keep them tighter.

No matter what's out there, they're still together, and that's comforting enough.

Gu Qingzhou is everything to Si Xingpei and the source of his life; And Si Xingpei is Gu Qingzhou's husband.

Neither of them spoke.

Leaning on each other, thinking about each other. Si Xingpei thought: No matter how much I lose, I still have a light boat, which is enough, people can't be greedy.

Gu Qingzhou had exactly the same idea as him.

Later, Gu Qingzhou said that he wanted to go upstairs to wash his face, so he separated.

They only went to Yan's house in the afternoon.

The Yan Mansion was very lively, because Yan Luoshui's two sons were there.

The two children, the eldest is called Shang Kuan, and the second is called Qiang Yi, who is running and making trouble around Mrs. Yan at the moment.

They are all over a year old and can walk and talk.

And Mrs. Yan looked at them with a smile, and there was a little girl sitting on her lap.

The girl is Tamamo.

Tamamo has big black eyes, like her grandmother, aunt and father, she is extremely beautiful, like a delicate doll.

"Light boat!" Yan Luoshui saw her first, ran over in disbelief, and hugged her tightly.

Her arms were very hard, the kind of strength that she was afraid that Gu Qingzhou would run away again, so she hugged Gu Qingzhou tightly.

Gu Qingzhou's heart was sour and warm, and he said in a low voice: "Luoshui, are you okay?" ”

"Okay, I just miss you." She still wouldn't let go.

Si Xingpei walked around them and strode into the room.

Mrs. Yan also stood up, and after nodding and saying hello to Si Xingpei, she looked at Gu Qingzhou.

Yuzao fell to the ground, raising her big watery eyes like grapes to look at Si Xingpei.

Si Xingpei remembered his promise to Gu Qingzhou, so he squatted down and looked at Yuzao at eye level.

Yuzao is not afraid of him, because there are often officers in and out of the house, and she is used to it.

She looked at Si Xingpei curiously.

Si Xingpei stretched out his hand, gently poked her little face, and deliberately asked her, "What's your name?" ”

"Tamamo, Tsushima." The little girl had a milky voice and replied very coquettishly.

Si Xingpei's heart seemed to be gently slid by the wings, and it was incredibly soft.

This is his niece, and also his blood.

"Do you know me?" Si Xingpei asked her.

Tamamo shook her head.

"I'm your Abba." The priest said.

The room was silent.

Gu Qingzhou and Yan Luoshui had already walked in, and Mrs. Yan was looking at Si Xingpei in surprise.

Tamamo seemed to understand the meaning of this, then she smiled and narrowed her eyes, ran to Si Xingpei with open arms, hugged his neck tightly, and her voice was as soft as melted chocolate, sweet and smooth: "Abba! ”

Si Xingpei thought, this is my daughter.

For the first time in my life, I was called Abba, and she will be my daughter in the future.

He picked up Tamamo.

The shock in Mrs. Yan's expression had not yet disappeared, but there was a light in Gu Qingzhou's eyes.

"Didn't Qingzhou say that she would adopt Yuzao in the future, this is what she promised Amu." Si Xingpei explained to Mrs. Yan, "Qingzhou's daughter is my daughter. ”

Mrs. Yan didn't get used to it for a while.

The children of the Xie family also ran over, surrounding Si Xingpei, especially Qiang Yi, holding Si Xingpei's legs and about to climb up.

Si Xingpei lifted him up and hugged him in the crook of his arm on the other side.

Yuzao stretched out his hand, pinched Qiangyi's arm, and pushed him: "My father! ”

She didn't allow her to be strong.

The crowd laughed.

Gu Qingzhou also laughed, smiling and laughing, his eyes overflowing with tears. In the mist of overlapping light and shadow, she seemed to see Simu, the gentle and gentlemanly Simu.