"So, shall I get in the car?"

"Well, remember to call to report your safety when you arrive!"

"Got it, goodbye, brother!"

Su Qiubai said goodbye to Su Dongyu at the Huhai Railway Station and boarded the southbound high-speed train......

Su Dongyu didn't know where her sister was going, she just said that she wanted to sweep the grave of a very important person.

Su Qiubai was wearing a plain white shirt today, a long black skirt, and her hair like a waterfall was neatly draped behind her head.

This small city in southern Xinjiang is not even a fourth-tier city, but it is the place where Su Qiubai remembers the most, and his roots are here before he was reborn.

There are few big beauties of Su Qiubai's level in this small city, she walked on the street and attracted countless eyes, and passers-by were a little curious, why this cute girl's eyes were full of sadness......

The previous home no longer exists, and the person Su Qiubai should have called "Dad" took away the real estate certificate, and it may have become his gambling money a long time ago.

Su Qiubai carried a basket of sacrifices and came to an inconspicuous grave in the suburban cemetery, and the small mound of the grave had grown a lot of weeds......

"Mom, Qingming Festival is here again, I'm coming back to see you again, maybe you don't recognize me now......"

Su Qiubai leaned down, lit candles and incense in front of the tombstone, and neatly arranged a few plates of her mother's favorite dishes.

Subsequently, Su Qiubai didn't care about soiling her skirt and pulled out the weeds on the grave with her hands......

"Mom, I actually died once...... Fortunately, I was lucky enough to be reborn in this girl's body and have a very good new family. I'm a college student now, so my mom would be very relieved to hear this, right? And I'm also a streamer, and I have millions of fans who like me......"

Su Qiubai laughed and cried......

"Mom, I know that a hundred worships on the Qingming Festival are not as good as one filial piety when you are alive. But why did my mother leave me so early? I didn't even get a chance to do my filial piety!"

"Mom, son...... My daughter misses you so much...... Mom, I love you......"

Su Qiubai couldn't finish complaining to her mother's cold tombstone, and the misty light rain in the Qingming season began to sway at some point......

She held up the black umbrella, wiped away her tears, and said, "Mom, Xiaobai is leaving...... Will come back to see your ...... sometime."

Turning around, Su Qiubai saw a familiar stranger......

This is a greasy middle-aged man, the top of his head is almost bare, and the wrinkles and raunchy stubble on his face, as well as the old clothes that have been washed and faded, all declare his downfall......

The man was a little embarrassed, his eyes were still a little confused when he looked at Su Qiubai's amazing face, and he said, "Girl, what are you ...... Did you visit the wrong grave? ”

Su Qiubai naturally didn't worship the wrong grave, and she also recognized the middle-aged man in front of her, she barely squeezed out a smile and said, "You are...... Su Qiubai's father?"

When the middle-aged man heard Su Qiubai's name, his cloudy eyes lit up, and he asked in surprise, "Huh?" Little girl, do you know my son? Where is he? Is he doing well? ”

Su Qiubai smiled and said, "It's good!" It's just that he's a little busy, so he can't come back in person. ”

The middle-aged man nodded with some relief on his face, and continued to ask: "Uncle took the liberty of asking, little girl, are you Xiaobai's object?"

Su Qiubai smiled, did not answer the question, and walked towards the outside of the cemetery......

She said: "Uncle, I still have to catch the car back to Huhai, I'll go first, goodbye!"

"That...... Girl, if you see Xiaobai after you go back, can you help me tell him a word? ”

Su Qiubai stopped, held the umbrella in his hand a little tighter, and said, "You say ......"

The middle-aged man said to his lips, but he choked up for a long time...... A thousand words to his son turned into one sentence: "Please help me tell him, Dad knows ...... wrong"

Su Qiubai nodded, and no one saw her wipe the wetness from the corners of her eyes with her back......

"Don't worry, I'll definitely pass it on to him."

"Thank you......"

Su Qiubai left and didn't look back, she was afraid to see her father's cloudy eyes that revealed loss and expectation......

The middle-aged man came to his wife's grave and looked at the weeds that had been removed and a few dishes arranged in front of the tombstone, and seemed to notice something......

He sat down next to the tombstone, gently touched the last photo on it, and said, "Wife, do you know? The girl's eyes just now looked like our stinky boy......"