Looking at the three tombstones eroded by the wind and rain, Gong QingHan felt bitter at the bottom of his heart and knocked three heads heavily

"Grandpa, Dad, mom, Qing'er came to see you. Today, Qing'er is going to set up a monument for everyone who died in the palace family. It's ten years late. I hope the palace family won't blame me"!

"QingHan, it's not your fault. The palace family won't blame you"! Ji Qianmo squats down

The bodyguards of Ji Jia moved the new monuments, and the other group gathered piles of shovel with piles.

Looking at the new stele on one side, there is only a monotonous word "Palace" on the new stele,

She didn't know the names of the more than 100 people in the Gong family, and many of them were not surnamed Gong,

But Gong QingHan knew that they all died because of the Gong family, so she engraved them with the Gong family's surname,

As for the parents and grandpa, they have settled in peace. She can't bother. She's really useless. Grandpa and his parents left, but they didn't even have a name

Every time a monument is erected, Gong QingHan has three heads: "I'm sorry"!

"Sorry"!

"Sorry"!

“……”

On the silent mountain, except for the occasional bird calls, I could only hear her kowtow and sorry

The hot sun shone on her. On her white forehead, the soil mixed with sweat flowed to her chin, gathered together and dripping into the soil

"QingHan, have a rest"! Ji Qianmo knelt on one knee and took her arm. Her eyes were full of heartache

"I'm fine"! Gong QingHan took back his hand and knocked three heads again

"Miss, I'm also a Gong family. Let me help you"! Herb said painfully, tears rolling in his eyes

"No, I'm nothing compared to the people who died in the palace"!

"Xiao He, forget it. Maybe this will make the cold girl feel better"!

Ji Laohe doesn't feel bad, but if this can make the child feel better, let her!

Hearing grandpa's words, Ji Qianmo got up and stood behind Gong QingHan, blocking the hot sun,

He had been standing quietly behind her, the sun was shining on him, and his back was soaked with sweat, but he didn't feel it

Until the sun went down, the night appeared, the moon hung high, and the figure still stood straight behind her,

Just because the stubborn figure in front of me is still kowtowing his head again and again and saying sorry again and again

Finally, the last word of sorry fell. Ji Qianmo hurried up and pulled her up

Gong QingHan got up and looked at the stone tablets in front of him. The stone tablets with Gong characters filled the whole mountain,

In this silent, dark mountain, it seems more heavy, strange, and even spectacular!

Gong QingHan smiled and burst into tears. After ten years, she finally did something for the dead people of the Gong family

Ji Qianmo reached out and wiped the dirt and sweat on her face, but she didn't want to wipe it more and more dirty

"Cold, let's go back"! Gong QingHan turned and looked at him, at herb and Ji Lao

Nodded: "Hmm"!

Down the mountain, it's already more than 8 p.m

"Cold girl, go take a bath first and have dinner later. You must be hungry"!

"No, there are classes tomorrow. I have to go back first"!

"Miss..."!

"Herb, I'm fine. It's really nothing compared with five years ago"!

Indeed, what are these compared with the suffering suffered on the Magic Cave Island five years ago!

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