When the Qingming Festival arrived, Zhuo Wenjun wanted to sweep the tomb of her deceased mother Wang, and Xiang Lu asked for leave to go back to sweep the tomb of her mother.

At the same time, there is no mother at the end of the world, why torture when you meet. Xiang Lu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"What are you going to do? Where to go? Wen Jun saw that Xiang Lu had packed up her baggage and was about to go out.

"Miss, I have asked Uncle Suo for leave. Today's Qingming Festival, I want to sweep my mother's grave. ”

Wen Jun's heart couldn't help but be touched, but she still said arrogantly: "Today I also have to sweep my mother's grave, you are not allowed to go anywhere, you can only accompany me." ”

"Miss, but ......"

Wen Jun ignored him, asked Aunt Chun to prepare the sacrifice, and let Xiang Lu take it and set off.

Coming to the tomb in the south of the city, the mausoleum of the Zhuo family is really extraordinary, more luxurious than ordinary houses.

Xiang Lu thought: After the young lady finished sweeping, I hurriedly ran back to the village before it was too late.

Wen Jun finished sweeping and worshipping, and stood there without leaving.

Xiang Lu was so anxious that he swayed left and right, wondering what Wenjun was doing?

After waiting for a long time, Xiang Lu couldn't help it, so he stepped forward and called Miss.

As soon as I walked over, I saw and shouted, "Little ......"

Xiang Lu saw that the tears on Wen Jun's face flowed through the bridge of her pretty nose like a stream, and then went into her cherry mouth, which should be salty.

Wenjun was sad but silent, at this time, she couldn't hide her sadness, hugged Xiang Lu at once, and cried silently with her head in his arms.

Xiang Lu didn't resist, knowing that Miss was sad now, he felt the same way,

After a while, Zhuo Wenjun came to her senses, and immediately pushed Xiang Lu away and wiped her tears: "Bad thing, you take advantage of me again." ”

Xiang Lu was silent, no matter what she said, she said, "I was wrong." ”

Zhuo Wenjun straightened her mood and said, "Look, there are so many sacrifices, I will worship your mother with you." ”

When Xiang Lu saw such a high-end sacrifice, I am afraid that he could not afford it.

"Miss, thank you very much, but this can't deduct my salary."

Wen Jun let out a disdainful sound: "Hmph." Together with Xiang Lu, he went to the countryside west of the city, the grave of Xiang Lu's mother. It was a simple mound, but it was not deserted, mainly because it was repaired every once in a while.

After sweeping the tomb of Xiang Lu's mother, after worshipping, he said happily: "Mother, the child lives up to your trust, born like a star, outstanding literary talent, and superb piano skills." He is determined to make great plans one day and change you to a better yin house. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Jun was made to laugh and cry by Xiang Lu's boasting. It's not right to say that he is right, he really has so many advantages. Saying that he is right, a family member wants to get ahead.

The sky was getting dark, and Zhuo Wenjun had to live in her own country courtyard, and Xiang Lu also lived in it.

Wen Jun slept in the best master room, and Xiang Lu slept in the guest room.

At night, Xiang Lu took advantage of the beautiful starlight in the courtyard alone, dressed in coarse white clothes, and played the guqin.

Wen Jun was afraid that Xiang Lu was not honest, so she didn't really fall asleep, she heard the sound of the piano, and felt desolate and sad, so she put on a dress and went to the window to look out.

The moonlight is like practice, and the sound of the piano is like a river. The man in white in front of him was silent and sad. Faded away from the oily tone, consumed the worldly spots, like the crane in this quiet countryside, dancing lightly, turning, turning, Shaoguang is always pitiful.

Wen Jun peeked at it and thought: This stinky thing also has his sentimental side, and it is quite elegant.

Suddenly, Wen Jun knocked down the bronze mirror on the table and made a "clang" sound.

Wen Jun immediately blushed and hid back under the covers. Who knows, Xiang Lu concentrated on playing the piano and ignored her.

Lying on the bed, Wen Jun was very annoyed: she looks beautiful and beautiful, which man doesn't like it. What is he Sima Xiang Lu, stinky thing.

Wenjun is indeed beautiful and charming, and a man will take a few more looks, but such a domineering and unreasonable character really discourages many men.