Throwing away the distractions in her mind, she took a deep breath and drank the bowl of ginger tea.

Li Beiyao nodded with satisfaction, got up and said to Shi Lan, "Let's go, I'll take you to see my mother." ”

Shi Lan was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself now?

I saw Li Beiyao get up and walk into the house, and took Shi Lan out of the backyard with seven bends and eight turns, and at a glance I could see that this backyard was an empty hill.

Because it was already dark, Li Beiyao was worried that she would fall, so he held her hand all the way.

It's not so much about holding it, it's more about holding it, and his whole big palm holds her hand in the palm of his hand, completely wrapping it, making people feel very relieved, and he won't worry about accidentally falling down because of a momentary negligence.

Shi Lan subconsciously lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand he was clasping, and suddenly felt that she seemed to be getting more and more used to being held by him like this.

He walked very slowly, and sometimes he looked back at her and asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

"Don't be afraid." She shook her head.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll throw you on this hill bag and throw your body into the wild?" Li Beiyao deliberately scared her.

It's bad!

Shi Lan glared at him and pouted, "You dare!" ”

She's really not afraid.

Although this place looks desolate, it is located behind the drum tower of the old house, and it is surrounded by pines and cypresses, and ordinary people will feel that this place is eerie and terrifying.

Probably because of the night, Shi Lan looked out and could see the lights of every household in the town not far away, but he didn't feel that this place was remote and terrifying, but felt that the scenery was pleasant and the air was fresh.

He followed Li Beiyao inside for about five minutes, and finally stopped in front of a small private cemetery.

"Here we are." Li Beiyao glanced back at her, pointed to the tombstone in front of her and said, "That's my mother's cemetery." ”

According to the customs and customs here, after the death of a person, the ashes must be returned to their hometown, and the ashes of their ancestors must be buried in a cemetery.

Shi Lan was amazed, nodded, and together with Li Beiyao and his grandparents, he put all the things used for the memorial service one by one.

In the matter of paying tribute to the deceased elders, Shi Lan had little experience, so he did it one by one according to the words of the two old men.

Finally, burn things like paper money candles.

Li Beiyao looked at the tombstone and lost his mind for a long time.

Shi Lan covered his lips and felt sorry for him.

"Li Beiyao, do you think of your mother? Don't be too sad, in fact, she must be very happy to see that you are doing well now. ”

"Hmm."

Li Beiyao looked at the tombstone and hummed faintly.

Probably with Shi Lan by his side, his heart was unusually calm.

He looked back at Shi Lan's face, his dark eyes flashing with fragmentary fireflies, like a silent light in the darkness.

Soon, his inky pupils took in the glazed night, and a shallow halo of light was refracted in the center of his eyebrows.

"It's almost, let's go back, it's cold outside." As he spoke, he naturally took Shi Lan's hand.

When he went back, it was already dark, and Shi Lan accidentally slipped on the soles of his feet.

"Ahh

But the big palm that wrapped her hand pulled back in time, and Shi Lan was taken into Li Beiyao's gentle chest.

Then, another big palm wrapped around her waist.

It's dangerous!

Shi Lan secretly sighed.

"Are you alright?"

Li Beiyao looked at her, his voice a little hoarse.

"Oh, I'm fine."

"What about the feet, have they been scratched?" He wrung his eyebrows and looked at the wedges on the soles of her feet.