Chapter 910 Cemetery memorial service, two mothers

   Li Xiaotan looked at his watch: "There is still half an hour."

   "Is stuff ready?"

   "It's all in the trunk."

  At ten o'clock in the morning, the black Mercedes-Benz stopped at a mountain pass.

  Driver: "Sister Tan, we're here."

   Li Xiaotan pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked around to the trunk to get something.

  Shen Yu woke up the little girl, "Baby, we are here."

   "Mom..." She stuck to it, coquettishly, "What are we doing here?"

   "Look at someone. Let's go, get out of the car."

  Li Xiaotan was carrying a plastic bag, which was bulging, while Shen Yu was holding a child in each hand, and the four of them entered the mountain like this.

  It rained a lot last night, the ground was not yet dry, the breeze blew over the hills, and the air brought the smell of soil.

  Green mountains and green waters, blue sky and white clouds, but it is not a place for outings, because—

   This is a cemetery!

  The mountain pass is the gate of the cemetery, and there are several flower shops and incense candle shops next to it.

  Shen Hou went into one of the flower shops and bought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums.

   In front of the tomb.

  Shen Wei was dressed in black, bowed down and put down the white chrysanthemum, and leaned against the tombstone.

  The two smaller ones are also wearing black coats.

  Li Xiaotan took out the incense candles and snacks from the plastic bag and spread them out.

  Shen Yu bowed three times first, then called the little girl to him, asked her to kneel down, and kowtowed three times to the tombstone.

  Next is Zan Zan.

   "Xiao Man, I brought two children to see you."

  In the photo, the young woman is smiling like a flower.

   "You should see Song Yu down there, right? Did he tell you how he died? Who was the murderer? Maybe he didn't know anything and thought it was a simple car accident that took his life."

   "But it doesn't matter, I will find out that person sooner or later, not only did he kill you, even Song Yu would not let him go."

   Li Xiaotan's hand holding the incense shook violently, and the incense ash fell on her hand, burning her flesh red.

"Half a month ago, I brought my two children back to Song's house. Today is the confession feast. They will not only recognize the identity of the children, but also you. There is no packaging, and there is no falsification. You are the original you." .”

  As the lady sitting on the stage, you who have given birth to Song Yu's child for half your life.

   This is also the reason why Shen Yu used Zhang Man's identity to return to the Song family, knowing that it would bring a lot of trouble, but still insisted on not modifying the rest of the information except for the name.

  She just wants Zhang Man to be recognized by the Song family in a generous and graceful manner! Get the status and status you deserve.

  Shen Wei waved at the little girl: "Qingqing, go say hello to mom."

"Mother?"

   "It's not me, it's her. Didn't I teach you last time? You forgot?" Shen Wei looked at the photo on the tombstone.

   "I haven't forgotten... Qingqing has two mothers, one is here," she touched Shen Hou with a sweet smile, and then pointed to the photo, "The other one is there."

   "Well, so smart! Go talk to mom, okay?"

"Okay." The little girl ran to the tombstone, touching the photo with soft hands, "Mom said that you are also my mother, you love me very much and want to play with me, but you have traveled far away and can't I often come back to see Qingqing, but it’s okay, Qingqing will eat well and sleep well..."

  Little Nai's voice is soft and waxy, she doesn't know the meaning of death, so she is carefree.

   Just think this mom is far away.

  The wind blew past, raised the corner of the black clothes, and also blew away the little girl's voice. Shen Wei looked at the picture of the child nearby and the woman on the stele, and his thoughts gradually drifted away...

   Yesterday's answer is A!

   The little girl was not born in the same place.

   There are more.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)