When Ye Weilan took her son to the camellia garden, the sky was already dark.

She led Xiao Yechen to stand in front of Qi Xue's cemetery, staring at the tombstone, thinking about the person who had been buried underground many years ago, with a faint sadness in her eyes.

Some pains can be forgotten, but some pains will only get deeper and deeper in the passing of time.

Xiao Yechen has no actual contact with Qi Xue, the grandmother, so naturally she can't talk about feelings, but Ye Weilan told the two children that this woman means the same to their father as she means to them.

Xiao Xue and Xiao Yechen didn't have a personal experience, but they would compare their hearts to their hearts, and from that moment they knew that this grandmother was someone they had to remember and respect for the rest of their lives.

Xiao Yechen stepped forward, gently stroked the name on the tombstone with his little hand, and said softly, "Grandma, Xiao Jiu has come to see you." ”

The night breeze lifted Ye Weilan's long hair, she stood in front of the tombstone, and the smile on the corner of her lips was bitter and sweet: "Mother, if you are still alive, how good it would be......"

If Qi Xue was still alive, Qi Ye's life would not be in the company of killing and contrary to the way of heaven.

Although Qin Yuling left her a long time ago, she was still alive, and sooner or later they would meet each other, but Qi Xue died, in front of the three-year-old Qi Ye......

Ye Weilan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly understood the reason why Qi Ye was angry.

She's going to die with L......

Right in front of Qi Ye.

Ye Weilan raised her hand to cover her forehead, she must have been mad to shout that sentence without thinking about it, if such a terrible thing really happened, what would happen to Qi Ye?

He has lost his most important mother, and then his wife......

Ye Weilan's heart throbbed a few times like suffocation, and he took Xiao Yechen and ran to the side of the path.

A line of lights spread from the small building in the distance, illuminating the road under his feet, Xiao Yechen looked left and right, there were strings of colorful small lanterns hanging in the flowers, flashing and flashing, as beautiful as pearl plums.

The mother and son walked along the makeshift "street lamp" to the outside of the courtyard, and before they could get closer, they heard a crisp laugh like a small snow silver bell coming from inside.

"Daddy, Mommy won't get lost now."

Qi Ye's tone was lazy, bewildering, with a little gritted dissatisfaction: "Your mommy is the stupidest." ”

As soon as Ye Weilan heard this voice, she knew that Qi Meiren's anger had not subsided, she secretly glanced at it, the courtyard was brightly lit, Xiao Xue was playing with fireworks, Qi Ye had his hands in his trouser pockets, his posture was lazy, and his eyes fell on Xiao Xue's face, which was generally relatively gentle.

Ye Weilan saw the scene of the father and daughter getting along, and a thought flashed in her heart, if she gave birth to a daughter like Qi Xue's......

The thought swelled rapidly with a spark that took over her heart in a matter of seconds...... She took her son and walked in, and shouted softly: "Husband~"

In the garden, one big and one small turned back together, and Xiaoxue happily pounced: "Mommy, brother~"

Qi Dashao stared at his daughter-in-law.

Miss Ye widened her beautiful big eyes, and tried her best to make a good baby look like she admitted her mistakes.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Qi Dashao suddenly turned around and left, his slender back was handsome and demonic, very cold, and powerful, leaving Miss Ye and a pair of lovely children behind.

Ye Weilan: "......"

This is nothing short of blatant disregard......