Song Mo stayed in the training room for more than a week, and it was Qingming season.

Drizzle.

Song Mo drove the family to the cemetery.

There were two incense candles in the car, one for grandma and the other for Qi Guanyun.

Mrs. Song passed away three years after Qi Guanyun's death.

Because the old lady believed in Buddhism during her lifetime, she placed her ashes in Baoying Temple.

Old Man Song brought Song Mo to the old lady, staring at the name on the slate, and seemed to be able to see the voice and smile of his lover before his death.

On the day Song Mo was born, she disliked that Qi Guanyun was not a son, so she turned back and instructed the maid to make chicken soup for the mother.

When he described to her how well-behaved the child was, she looked unhappy again, disgusted that they had seen her granddaughter before her.

The old lady was a contradiction, so contradictory that it seemed lovely to him.

After Song Mo disappeared, the old lady ate vegan, and whenever she passed by a temple, she would go in to worship and pray for the blessing of God and Buddha and the safety of her granddaughter.

Old Man Song remembered the scene where she spoke to herself for the last time before going to bed.

Elderly and frail women, their faces are full of traces of time, some little old ladies are mean, and there is compassion for the elderly.

Her face was very bad, but the eyes of a dying woman were calm.

She lay on the hospital bed, holding his hand.

"Shock, I dreamed that Ah Yun was a child." Mrs. Song recounted the scene in her dream, "She is much more cheerful than when she got married. ”

"Children are always lively."

"yes, I don't know how she's doing now." The old lady was a little out of spirits.

She saw it chaotically in her dreams, and she vaguely felt that the child in the dream was still a little like her son.

The old woman felt sleepy again, she closed her eyes, and the night wind blew through the windowsill, gently shaking the pothos leaves.

Holding her wife's hand is wearing a gold ring that she wore in the year of marriage, the ring is a little rough, and she has always worn it and never taken it off.

The wrinkled hand loosened and slowly drooped.

She never saw her missing granddaughter until she died.

"Let's talk to grandma." Old Man Song patted Song Mo on the shoulder.

You can't say a word before you die, but you can talk about it after you die.

Song Mo was a little strange, she had already said something just now, but her grandfather asked her to say that she didn't know what to say, so she stood in front of the shrine, folded her hands, and said a few more words.

I hope that grandma will bless grandpa in the West with good health, and bless the younger generation with learning and progress, and so on.

Leaving Baoying Temple, the group went to Beiwan Cemetery.

Qi Guanyun is buried here.

The group walked to the tombstone with tea and wine for worship, buckets and cloths for cleaning.

A year has passed, and the tombstones, which should have been weeds, have been cleaned.

Under the tombstone, there is a bouquet of lilies, and the petals of the white clouds are stretched, like the owner of this tombstone.

Song Mo put the bouquet in his hand together with the lily in front of the tombstone.

When she squatted down, she took a special look at the lily packaging, and the outer wrapping paper was printed with cute little rabbits.

I don't know who came to see her, maybe it's someone who likes her mother, right?

As soon as she looked back, she saw that Old Man Song seemed to have thought of someone, with a little surprise in her eyes.

This person who likes his mother, grandpa also knows who it is.

Song Mo didn't ask, just stood up and began to worship.

She whispered in her heart what she wanted to say to her mother.

"Mom, I know that it was Xu Piao and Dad who hurt you, and I won't let her stay in this house." With a clean cloth, she wiped the tombstone again.

Return to Song's house.

As soon as the Qingming Festival passes, life continues.

Song Mo went back to the school to get a few sets of materials, and continued to go back to training.

SG's training room is still lively.

Fanhua began to transform into an assassin, sitting in front of the computer every day and practicing frantically.

Xiao Qi began to instruct Fang Xing to cooperate with others, although he felt that with Fang Xing's hand speed and reflexes, the musician was really a talent, but Fang Xing was not interested in other professions.

As for Song Mo, her life in the team was extremely aggrieved, she was ravaged by training during the day, and she was ravaged by Fang Xing, a cram teacher, at night.

In a blink of an eye, it's mid-to-late May.

Approaching the college entrance examination, Song Mo took a leave of absence from the team and returned to school.

In the last few days, Song Mo did a few questions and relaxed.

"Momo, what do you want to do after the college entrance examination?" Zhong Xiaoshu asked.

Song Mo turned the book, "There is a game in SG at the end of June, if you watch the EPL, maybe you can see me." ”

Zhong Xiaoshu didn't know what EPL was, but the boys in the class who played games did.

"Song Mo, will you go to the game?"

"Classmate Song Mo, why don't you go to Yewwa, my big BK is so unrecognizable?"

"Everyone will know then." Song Mo smiled, "I'm just going to join in the team." ”

As soon as she spoke, she felt as if she had said something like that.

As for when, it was probably before.

After a few more days, the entire senior year of high school was like liberation.

After the last class, the whole senior year of high school was like crazy.

A few emotional people had already tore up their textbooks and workbooks and threw them downstairs, and downstairs were full of sophomores picking up books, and a few old aunts who sold waste paper followed to pick them up.

Song Mo returned to the dormitory, packed his things, and prepared to quit the rent.

It just so happened that Zhuo Ruolian was also there.

"Zhuo Zhuo, how do you plan to pass the college entrance examination?"

Zhuo Ruolian replied and asked, "I have an elder who will come to see me, you don't mind if he lives with you, do you?" ”

Master said that he was tired of staying in the countryside and was going to come and stay with her for a few days.

"No, it won't." Song Mo thought that most of them were grandparents, and she didn't live there for most of the summer vacation, so naturally she didn't mind.

After packing up the dormitory and returning the key, Song Mo returned to Song's house.

Song Qi was reciting ancient poems and texts in the living room, making the final sprint for the exam, and when he saw Song Mo enter the door, he felt a little proud.

Recently, Song Mo went to play professionally, and she must have forgotten all the knowledge points, and her college entrance examination score must be much higher than Song Mo's.

She wants to see how many points Song Mo can score.

Thinking that she would definitely be able to compare to Song Mo this time, she worked hard to review the textbook again.

Back to the room, Song Mo packed up the things he brought back from the dormitory, climbed into bed and slerose.

On the day of the college entrance examination.

Song Mo entered the examination room, took the test paper, and began to review the questions.

The previous questions are not difficult, the reading questions are a bit strange, and the dictation questions do not produce anything outside the syllabus.

She had practiced similar essay topics this time, and Lao Kang also gave advice.

Exams are opened.

Song Mo picked up the pen and started writing directly.

When the invigilator saw her behavior, her blood pressure went up instantly, but she also understood.

There are always students who write from the back to the front.

The exam lasted for one hour and twenty-three minutes, and Song Mo finished answering all the questions, and after slightly embellishing the answers, he began to transcribe them into the answer sheet.

Pigeon: Guess who gave the lilies?

Mo: It should be Ma Ma's handsome uncle who had a crush on her when she was young!

(End of chapter)