A little cute baby fell from the sky

Chapter 727 The one who is really sad is Mu Qingchen
When Grandma Su Xiaoya's ashes were buried, the weather was a bit gloomy. The gray sky was as oppressive as cast iron, with a hint of oppressive grayish white.

Soon, there was a drizzle over the cemetery.

Su Xiaoya walked slowly in the cemetery with her belly upright, supported by Mr. Qi, only then did she suddenly realize that the cemetery chosen by the old Patriarch for grandma turned out to be the most expensive location in Jiangcheng.

The cemetery has special personnel to guard the tomb, and it is three floors high. The annual maintenance fee alone is very considerable.

But when he got to the grave, Su Xiaoya couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

The tomb is very gorgeous and magnificent, but there is only Yao Yidie's name on it.

It was only now that she suddenly realized that what her aunt and the old Patriarch said about Ye Luo's return to her roots was only referring to her grandma.

So her grandpa, isn't he going to be separated from grandma forever?
But she doesn't have the heart to think about it now.

"Mr. Qi, I can't walk anymore. Go and see for me."

She is pregnant with twins, and now her stomach is getting heavier, and she feels a little tired after walking for a while.

Qi Muchen immediately asked someone to put a stool for Su Xiaoya, and at the same time told Xiao Baobao to sit next to Mummy.

Su Xiaoya rested her chin and watched from afar the group of people going to move the grave.

The drizzle began to drizzle in the air, and the bodyguards left behind by Qi Muchen immediately and consciously held up umbrellas for the young master and Mrs. Qi.

In the misty rain, she saw the old lady walk to the grave in person, bent down and bowed to her younger sister.

Her eyes were full of guilt, and her body trembled a little.

"Sorry, Fluttershy."

The old lady in front of the grave lowered her eyelids, gently stroking the photo of Yao Yidie on the tombstone.

Softly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaodie. It's because of me that you left Jiangcheng and married that low-level coolie."

She took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from her eyes. After a long time, she backed away with Mu Moting's support.

The rain in the sky is getting thicker and denser.

Yao Yidie's ashes were held in Su Xiaoan's hands and gently lowered into the grave.

The old Patriarch suddenly took an umbrella, propped it up, then walked to the tomb, and held the umbrella himself, protecting Yao Yidie's urn from the rain falling in mid-air.

"Mommy."

Baby Xiao who was also sitting in the distance and looked at the front lay softly in Su Xiaoya's ear.

"The old Patriarch is crying."

Su Xiaoya blinked.

Mu Qingchen has always given people a strong and serious feeling since he appeared on the stage. She really couldn't imagine that such a person would cry.

Just like Mr. Qi, people like them are like bodies made of steel and blood poured with iron.

Before falling in love with Mr. Qi, she always thought he was a cold-blooded and heartless person.

However, there were really tears in Mu Qingchen's eyes.

Tears fell drop by drop from his deep eyes.

When I raised my head again, it had been blown dry by the wind, and not even a trace of it could be seen.

Su Xiaoya was a little confused.

She suddenly understood now.My aunt actually felt a little more guilty about her feelings for her grandma.

The one who is really sad is the old Patriarch Mu Qingchen.

Yao Yidie's ashes were finally officially moved into the new grave, Qi Muchen was worried about Su Xiaoya, so he walked towards her first.

He took her hand and carefully led her back.

After walking a few steps, Su Xiaoya couldn't help but look back at Mu Qingchen who looked solemn.

He whispered in Mr. Qi's ear.

"Honey, I finally know why my aunt treats me so strangely."

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