His tombstone
Knowing that she was going to meet the brother she had never met, Lu Xingkui was surprised and looked forward to it.
It's just that after the car started, Lu Xingkui suddenly remembered again: "Go to see my brother, why do you want to avoid Fu Jingyao?" ”
Lu Jingtian turned the steering wheel and drove the car out: "There is a reason, you will know when you arrive." ”
It's mysterious!
The more mysterious Lu Xingkui is, the more curious he is about this brother, is it because of his secret profession that he usually doesn't meet people, so he has to meet him so quietly?!
Lu Xingkui grew up in Hong Kong City since she was a child, and she knew where to go at a glance at many routes, and she also saw that this route was going to Wong Tai Sin District.
The end of there is - Tombstone Mountain.
Thinking of what could possibly, Lu Xingkui's heart stabbed instantly, she kept quiet and didn't speak, waiting for the moment when the car stopped.
Ten minutes later.
Lu Jingtian's car slowly stopped outside the entrance of Tombstone Mountain.
Everything confirmed Lu Xingkui's guess, but it was not the truth she wanted, and she followed her father out of the car sluggishly.
The layered shape in the distance looks like an ordinary hill at first glance, and only when you get closer will you notice that there are dense tombstones on that hill. The tombstones meander upwards in a tight position, and the rows stretch to the top of the hill.
Lu Xingkui has been here many times, and her grandparents are buried here.
It was my father who later moved the tombstones of his grandparents here after he became famous in Hong Kong City, and more than 20 years ago, it was still a sky-high price.
At the entrance, Lu Jingtian bought a bouquet of flowers.
After paying, he turned around and handed the bouquet of flowers to Lu Xingkui: "Take it." ”
It was a big very beautiful bouquet of sunflowers.
Lu Xingkui was stunned for a moment, and didn't reach out to pick it up: "Dad, if we are here to worship, is it appropriate to buy such a bunch of sunflowers?" Why don't you buy a lily, or a white chrysanthemum? ”
Lu Jingtian asked her rhetorically: "There are such flowers at the gate of the tombstone mountain, do you think it is appropriate?" ”
"Not ......"
"Give him the flowers he liked when he was alive." Lu Jingtian said.
Lu Xingkui was silent.
Then he took the bunch of sunflowers.
Lu Jingtian walked in front, Lu Xingkui followed behind, she was preoccupied, looking at the tombstones close to each other, she shouted to Lu Jingtian, who was walking in front: "Dad, do we want to see grandparents?" ”
Lu Jingtian turned around and stretched out his hand towards Lu Xingkui: "Come here." ”
Lu Xingkui did not hesitate, put his hand into Lu Jingtian's hand, and then was led up by Lu Jingtian, step by step up the stairs, leading to the top.
There was silence all the way.
When it finally arrived, Lu Xingkui saw the tombstone of his grandparents next to each other, and the black and white photos pasted on the tombstone were still the same. In the past, Qingyin would come to worship every year, but since she went to Qingcheng, she has never come to worship her grandparents.
Lu Jingtian said: "I will kowtow to my grandparents later." ”
Lu Xingkui responded.
She still held the beautiful bunch of sunflowers in her hand, and when she didn't know who to give it to, Lu Jingtian pulled her to the left and took two more steps.
"This location." Lu Jingtian pointed to the ground.
Deer Hoshikui went over and stood up.
Then she looked at Lu Jingtian, and Lu Jingtian said, "Don't look at me, look ahead." ”
Front...... Lu Xingkui slowly turned his head and looked ahead.
It was the same tombstone as the grandparents, with a photo on it with a black back and words engraved next to it.
The small print on the left is the date of birth, and then the date of death.
The big letters in the middle read: Tomb of Huo Zhixing.
There are still some small words on the right, and Lu Xingkui can't see clearly, because tears have filled her eyes at some point, and that is when she saw the photo on this tombstone.
In the end, the tears fell because of the big characters [Huo Zhixing's Tomb].