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"Let's go, then." Jun Xiaoyan smiled at her, and immediately restrained all her emotions, making Min Zhuang'er slightly confused.

"Why do you wear so little?" As he spoke, the man draped the black suit on his hand on Zhuang'er's body, and the overly wide and long black coat wrapped Zhuang'er's body, making him even more immature.

"I thought it was going to be hot in Nagumoju." Zhuang Er smiled, brushed his wind-blown hair, kept a personal distance from Jun Xiaoyan, and asked, "Do we want to buy a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, after all, we are going to mourn." ”

"Well, listen to you."

The two walked to the parking position one after the other, but the complex, secret, and unspeakable feelings lingered and filled the two of them.

All the way to Lingshan Cemetery.

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Lingshan Cemetery, evergreen trees stand in a green forest, under the trees are rows of tombstones, layer by layer, densely lined up, the highest hillside on the top of the pagoda.

A vista, dense green pines and cypresses, rows of neat and solemn tombstones, among which there is only one middle-aged woman dressed in black, that is Min Huixian.

The tombstone of Shangguang Kun Pagoda stands on the lowest floor, and at this moment, the cemetery is unusually quiet, and there is no one else around.

Min Huixian was alone, sitting next to the tombstone of Shangguang Kun Tower, dressed in black, dignified, looking at the front serenely, Jun Xiaoyan and Min Zhuang'er walked towards her.

Min Zhuang'er knew that her mother was in front, wearing Jun Xiaoyan's suit, keeping a distance from the man, and the two walked up the stone stairs one after the other.

After experiencing life and death, Min Huixian was much more peaceful and quiet, watching the arrival of her husband and Zhuang'er, without showing any emotions.

"Zhuang'er, come to mourn your brother, why don't you wear black?" Min Huixian looked up and down at her daughter, who was wearing a goose yellow dress inside and her husband's black coat outside, and asked coldly and dissatisfiedly.

"I received your call, I didn't think about it so much, I was in a hurry, and I wasn't prepared." Min Zhuang'er replied. I glanced at my mother.

Min Huixian also looked at Jun Xiaoyan, and the sky was getting darker and darker at the moment.

The haze of the night exacerbated Jun Xiaoyan's presumptuous and dangerous temperament, if it wasn't in the cemetery, if it was in a bar, many women would probably come forward to talk.

The husband has a strange temper and abnormal temper, he didn't see anyone this afternoon, the eldest son was executed, cremated, and all the sorrow was borne by her, the woman, the mother, all the whole process.

And what about him? What are you thinking? Since Mu Ningfu gave birth to twins, Jun Xiaoyan has not read it until now, and Min Huixian has given up reading Jun Xiaoyan's suspense book.

"Zhuang'er, give flowers to the eldest brother." Jun Xiaoyan whispered to Zhuang Er, the girl held a white chrysanthemum, solemnly walked to the tombstone, and put the flowers on the tombstone upright.

On the tombstone, there are no photos, only Min Yichen's name, the time of life and death.

One more word.

No matter where you are, your family will always love you, they have never given up on you, they have been waiting for you to come home. 】

This was carved by a craftsman commissioned by Min Huixian.

"Zhuang'er, give your brother three bows." Min Huixian was still sitting under a holly tree and ordered Min Zhuang'er.

Min Zhuang'er did so, religiously, facing the tombstone and the eldest brother Min Yichen, and bowed three times.

"Zhuang'er, take out the condolence words and read out a paragraph of condolence to commemorate your brother, and wish him a good journey." Min Huixian's constant cold orders made Min Zhuang'er feel inexplicably upset.

"I came in a hurry, unprepared."