Chapter 87 Worship
"Ah!"

Seeing her appearance, Zuo Zimo couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Although I know many well-known lawyers, I can't achieve monogamy and two wives. Besides, even if I want to, the Ye family must agree to it. "

"Huh?" Xiang Ziwan was stunned for a long time before realizing what the other party meant.Looking at the other party, he blinked stupidly, and didn't know what to say for a while.However, there was an indescribable joy quietly growing in the bottom of my heart.

The place Zuo Zimo took her to was a cemetery, a private cemetery of a wealthy family.Xiang Ziwan didn't understand why the other party brought her here.

After receiving a handful of fresh white chrysanthemums from the old man guarding the cemetery, Zuo Zimo introduced, "This is the cemetery of our Zuo family. My parents are buried on the mountain."

Xiang Ziwan was a little uncomfortable and said, "Well, I'll just wait for you below." It seemed that it was inconvenient for her, an outsider, to be present when people worshiped their parents.

Zuo Zimo saw through her thoughts, turned the white chrysanthemum in his hand into her arms, raised his eyebrows and said: "Although there is still some time before my parents' memorial day, we are already married. You Should an ugly daughter-in-law pay homage to her in-laws?"

"Huh?" Zi Wan didn't think about it, and when she heard this, her face blushed in layers.

The nearly one kilometer journey from the entrance of the cemetery to the mountain, probably because of not exercising for too long, Zi Wan walked panting, with sweat dripping from her forehead, her cheeks on both sides were flushed like overripe apples.

The Zuo family cemetery is a bit far from the urban area, and it took a lot of time to walk up from the foot of the mountain. By the time the Zuo family and his wife were in front of the tomb, it was already evening, and the setting sun dyed the entire mountain red.

Standing in front of the tomb of the Zuo family couple, looking at a man and a woman in the photo, the man is gentle and elegant, and the woman is beautiful and charming, and Zuo Zimo can be vaguely seen.

Before Zuo Zimo could speak, Xiang Ziwan had already consciously placed the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tombstone, and bowed three times respectfully.As soon as he raised his head, he met Zuo Zimo with mocking eyes
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"I didn't expect you to be very good at critical moments! Not bad, not bad, I believe my parents will like you as a sensible daughter-in-law."

Hearing the teasing meaning in her words, Xiang Ziwan's face suddenly turned redder.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. When she saw the two people on the tombstone, she unconsciously wanted to bow, and she had an inexplicable respect for them in her heart.

Zuo Zimo looked at the photos on the tombstone, and said to the girl beside him in a rare and gentle voice: "My parents died in a car accident when I was six years old, and my memories of them are only some photos from my childhood. Sometimes when I think about it, life is really difficult to be fulfilled. Fortunately, I still have a grandfather who loves me. Over the years, I have gradually realized a truth. Instead of thinking about some people who no longer exist, it is better to cherish People around you who care about you, what do you think?"

For some reason, Xiang Ziwan felt that the other party's words seemed to contain something, but she couldn't figure it out for a while, so she just opened her eyes blankly and looked at the other party blankly.

Zuo Zimo had already withdrawn his gaze, turned around, looked at the two people on the tombstone with a smile, and said, "Mom and Dad, I brought your daughter-in-law to see you. Although this girl looks stupid, but fortunately She has a pure and kind heart. It's a pity that you are no longer here, otherwise she should be a filial and caring daughter-in-law."

(End of this chapter)

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