"Boy, come here"! Ji Lao turned and said to the palace QingHan behind him

Gong QingHan said nothing and stood quietly not far away

Ji Lao didn't urge her either. He knew that the child was suffering. Maybe he shouldn't have brought her. This would only remind her of those things and make her live in hatred

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Gong QingHan was still standing quietly. She bowed her head and seemed unwilling to face everything here,

For a long time, Gong QingHan clenched his fists, summoned up his courage and dragged his weak body towards the three tombstones

In these short steps, the palace was cold and felt as tired as climbing over thousands of mountains and rivers. Every step had to use up all his strength

The body was no longer able to support, her legs were soft, and she knelt down straight in front of the tombstone. The sharp small stones pierced her knees, but she didn't feel it

Gong QingHan's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand to gently touch the cold tombstone. After years of wind and rain corrosion, the tombstone has long been out of shape

What made her sad was that there was no name on the tombstone and tears were swirling,

She raised her head slightly and forced her tears back to her stomach. She couldn't cry!

"Boy, Grandpa Ji is incompetent. My brother is gone. I don't even dare to engrave a name on him."

Ji Lao is extremely remorseful, but how can Gong QingHan not know that Ji Lao is thinking of Grandpa and them,

It's so close to the palace owner's house in those days. If the crazy people knew that grandpa was buried here, I'm afraid they wouldn't even get a rest

Ji Lao's words made Gong QingHan more uncomfortable, and his heart was silted up like an explosion,

Looking at the dead tombstone in front of me, I choked in my throat, couldn't say a word, and bit a trace of blood from my lips

This is her family, but now she is lying here quietly, even without a name, and she can't do anything

"QingHan, if you want to cry, cry"!

Her silence worried Ji Qianmo more. Ji Qianmo looked at the three tombstones and clenched his fist:

Grandpa Gong, uncle Gong and aunt Gong, don't worry. I will take care of QingHan for you and never let her suffer any harm!

Gong QingHan still refused to say a word, and Ji Lao kept wiping his tears,

The crow shouted hoarse, and the whole mountain was shrouded in a dull atmosphere,

I don't know how long it took, Gong QingHan finally summoned up his courage:

"Grandpa, Dad, mom, Qing'er came to see you... Sorry, sorry..."

She said it over and over again, blaming herself very much. She hated her own futility and why God let her live in this world

"Boy, don't do this. It's really not your fault..."! Ji Lao is very distressed. Looking at Gong QingHan, he feels extremely distressed

Gong QingHan propped his hands on the ground and leaned over and knocked his head three times:

"Qing'er vowed that he would find out those people and sacrifice you with their blood. I'll let them bury the whole palace family"!

Gong QingHan's resolute words echoed on the mountain, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes. Ji Laozhang opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it in the end,

The child is now eager for revenge. I'm afraid it's futile to persuade her to put down her hatred now

At the foot of the mountain——

"Son, where do you live now? Does anyone take care of you? Why don't you come back and live with Grandpa Ji? After all, this is also your home."

"No, I'm in Shengying class now. It's inconvenient to go to school from here." Gong QingHan is not worried about this

She didn't dare to live here. On the one hand, she was afraid to affect the Ji family,

On the other hand, her identity is inconvenient, not to mention the death of her family here. How can she have the courage to live here

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