Ling Baolu was not surprised that the child would ask this question, because she had long known that the child would definitely ask her this question.

She just reached out and mossed her son's head, looking at him with pity.

"Mom, there is no house, no kitchen, no living room, no sofa, no chuang, where is Dad eating? Where to rest? Where to sleep? Why didn't he come home with us? This is a question that has plagued Qi Yue's little pot friend for a long time, he has always wanted to know, but he didn't dare to ask his mother, because every time his mother incense his father was at home, his mother was very sad, and if his mother hadn't said to come to see his father today, he wouldn't have asked.

"Xiao Yue, do you know angels?" Ling Baolu squatted in front of the tombstone, hugging his son, looking up at the sunny sky.

"Know, angels dwell in heaven in heaven!"

"Dad was originally a human, and later, he died in order to fight the bad guys, because he did good deeds, he was a hero, so Dad became an angel and lived in heaven, he could see the two of us every day, Dad never left us, it's just that we couldn't see him, every year, on this day every year, Mom brought you here, just to know that you, like other children, also have a father, you can be more proud than them, because your dad is a hero, theirs is not, your dad is an angel now, Their dad is just a mortal! ”

Qi Yue listened to his mother's words, seemed to understand something, and didn't seem to understand, only knew that his father couldn't be by his side, but he was a hero.

Although he is not by his side, he has a heroic father.

"Mom, what is death?"

At the age of only two years and three months, Qi Yue's little pot friend has no concept of death.

"People have a world of people, angels have a world of angels, and when people die, they disappear from the world of people and go to live in the world of angels."

"And what about the bad guys dead? Will you become an angel too? ”

"No, bad people will go to hell when they die, they can't live in heaven, they will be arranged to go to hell, where it's dark, cold, painful, and very sad, so, Xiaoyue has to be a good child, and when he grows up, he has to be a good person, you know?"

"Well, I want to be a good baby, grow up, and honor my mother like my uncle honors my grandparents." Qi Yue replied very seriously.

Ling Baolu was stunned, he didn't expect a two-year-old child to say such a thing, his heart was warm, he looked at the photo of Qi Yu on the tombstone, and said with relief, "Brother Qi Yu, did you hear it?" Our baby, he is very sensible, he is just over two years old, so sensible. ”

Of course, Qi Yu didn't answer her, the cold tombstone, only responded to the mother and son in silence.

After worshipping Qi Yue, the mother and son went to worship Qi Yueling as usual, and then went home to prepare for the New Year.

This year was spent in a calm and serene life.

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England, a castle.

In the UK, this day is a very ordinary day, and no one in the UK celebrates it.

But in this ancient castle, on this day of the year, here is full of joy, everywhere is full of lights, the word blessing is pasted all over the corner, on both sides of each door, there are couplets of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, and everyone's faces are festive.

Qi Tiancheng stood on the grass of the castle and looked at a boy more than two years old, playing football, the boy was dressed in a red Tang suit, playing a trumpet football, and had a good time.