Chapter 87: Actually, the first time I met you, it was here

After Xiao Jinxuan handed the card to the cashier of the flower shop, he glanced at Zhuang Yiman with a somewhat complicated expression and replied, "In a cemetery with your mother." ”

"What a coincidence."

"Yes."

After the two of them bought flowers, they left the flower shop and got into the car, and Xiao Jinxuan explained to Zhuang Yiman: "My grandmother is also from City F, and she married far away to City B before. Before she died, she told her grandfather that she had actually missed her hometown all these years and hoped that he could bury herself in F City.

When my grandfather arranged to go down to buy a cemetery, he specially bought two, and he told his uncle and mother that his grandmother had worked hard for him to go away all these years, and he would accompany his grandmother in the future, and if he left one day, he would be buried in F City. Within a month of my grandmother's departure, my grandfather fell ill and died a year later. “

Zhuang Yiman nodded clearly: "How long has it been since my grandparents died?" ”

"Thirteen years after my grandmother's death, and twelve years after my grandfather's death."

Zhuang Yiman calculated carefully, her mother had also passed away for twelve years.

She sighed softly, and sighed in her mouth: "Life is too short. ”

Xiao Jinxuan reached out and touched her head, and comforted her with a low smile: "Silly girl, why do you want to do so much, living every day is the most important thing." ”

"Yes."

It took nearly half an hour for the car to arrive at the cemetery in the suburbs.

City F is in the south, although it is only spring, but it is much hotter than City A, and it is afternoon at this time, and the sun is very hot.

After Xiao Jinxuan got out of the car, he took a black umbrella from the driver's hand, stretched it out and covered the top of his and Zhuang Yiman's heads.

Zhuang Yiman walked to her mother's grave and stood still, looking at the photo of her mother's gentle smile on the tombstone, she still couldn't help but redden.

She lightly opened her red lips, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Mom, this is Ah Jin, I brought him to see you." ”

Xiao Jinxuan placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone, and bowed deeply to the tombstone with a humble and respectful attitude.

"Mother-in-law, I'm sorry for taking so long to come to worship you. Thank you for raising her so well, don't worry, I will take good care of her. ”

Xiao Jinxuan hugged Zhuang Yiman, who was in tears like rain, and comforted softly in distress: "Be good, don't be sad." ”

Because of the Zhuang family, Zhuang Yiman has been unable to confess his life experience to Xiao Jinxuan in the past few years, let alone bring his husband to worship his biological mother.

She always thought that this situation would always be maintained, but she didn't expect that she finally confessed to him.

It's a really nice and relaxing feeling.

She stopped crying for a while, and talked about her recent situation in front of her mother's grave, as if what was in front of her was not a cold tombstone, but her mother.

The two lingered at her mother's grave for a long time before leaving.

Xiao Jinxuan walked forward with Zhuang Yiman, who looked sad, and stopped after a while.

Zhuang Yiman glanced at him puzzled, and then followed his gaze to look forward, there were two tombstones standing in front of her, she knew immediately, this was the tombstone of his grandfather and grandmother.

Unexpectedly, the tombstones of the two were so close to her mother's tombstones, in the same row, her mother was at the end, and his grandparents were at the middle and front.

The first time to worship his grandparents, Zhuang Yiman's expression was very solemn, she put down the two bouquets of flowers, bowed deeply in front of the tombstones of the two old men, and introduced herself again.

Xiao Jinxuan held her hand, a warm smile rose on the corner of his lips, and he said, "Actually, the first time I saw you, it was here. ”