Priceless little cute wife

Before calling Chris again, I saw a big hand directly over her mobile phone, covering her line of sight.

When I looked up, I saw that Donggong Yaozheng looked at himself with a dissatisfied face.

The child painting immediately showed a pitiful look on his face, and then pointed to one side of the house: "Mr. Zichu is not here!"

"I'll find you, and you're not there?" Donggong Yao said coldly, and then suddenly knocked the head of Tong Hua gently with his hand, giving a small punishment.

"Said you are in poor health, or mainly rest. Is it my words that you are more and more inappropriate?"

"Donggong Yao! I said, I'm fine. Besides, Donggong asked, "proper exercise is good for children!" Children's paintings put all the "guilt" directly on their stomach.

Donggong Yao looked at her and sighed. Then he picked her up and sent her back to the car at the door.

"He's gone. I'll send someone to find him. You're not allowed to go out again! Do you hear me? "

"I see!"

He sent the children's painting home, and then Donggong Yao threw something directly in front of the children's painting.

When I opened the children's painting, I couldn't tell what it was like.

This is all the itinerary for seeing my aunt off. I should have done it myself, but Donggong Yao did it directly for her.

Originally, this thing had to be done as early as a month ago, but the children's painting was unconscious at that time. Therefore, although the little aunt had been buried, those itineraries were still not done according to their old people's habits.

So I have to make it up anyway. I just didn't expect that the plan taken out by Donggong Yao surprised the children's painting, but the cost seems to be a lot!

"Donggongyao..."

"If you think it's not enough, I'll let them spend more time..."

"No!" The children's painting closed the book, "my aunt and I have no relatives, and some relatives have passed away. So... I don't want to do anything big. "

"My aunt has always been low-key and careful in doing things, so I think it's better to be simple. Money... I'll give it to you! "

"Woman! You seem to like to ask me about money recently... "Donggong Yao narrowed his eyes in an instant, then looked at the children's painting and said.

"I just don't want to..."

"You owe me! In fact, you don't owe me! She is your little aunt, but she is also good to me! My Donggong Yao has always been clear about rewards and punishments, so she is kind to me, and of course I will repay her! "

"You're right. She likes cleanliness! Everything can be simplified! "

"And... Did you go home?"

"Yes."

"Is shangrongqiao recovering well?"

"Not bad..."

"Last time I went to see him, I was in a coma, but now..." Donggong Yao suddenly felt that he seemed to say too much, so he immediately shut up and didn't speak again.

"What did you say?..." Tong Hua looked back at Dong Gong Yao. "Have you seen him? You? "

"Me!" Donggong Yao took a look at children's paintings.

Although he and Shang Rongqiao are absolutely out of sight, because of children's paintings, whether they look good or not, they always have to "care" about it!

But Donggong Yao's mouth didn't sound so good.

"Yes... How can he look at me with those eyes that dislike me!" Donggong Yao said.

"Do you remember?" The child painting said with a smile.

"Of course, I'm the fourth young man in the east palace. Anyone who doesn't look up at me, let alone a general, should give me three points of face as long as he is an official. Only he dares to fight me directly!"

"You are really easy to bear grudges! You're not a Scorpio, are you? "

After that, Tong Hua suddenly realized an important problem. She had known Donggong Yao for three years, but she never seemed to spend his birthday.

Only when he is on his birthday, he will get a gift for himself, but he has never paid attention to it!

"What Scorpio?" Donggong Yao was not interested in it.

"Nothing. I'm just saying it casually."

Children's paintings think of their birthday is also fast, but there is an accident with their aunt, and there are no people to celebrate their birthday. So I have forgotten.

cemetery.

Today is also the time to officially go through the seeing off process for my aunt. After completing all the procedures, it is also the first time for children's painting to go to Liu huaiwei's cemetery.

In fact, she could have come long ago, but she still couldn't believe that her aunt had left, but now

It's much better in the heart of children's painting. I slowly accepted that my aunt was gone.

After accepting it, her heart is much better. It seems that children's painting seems to be more cheerful. In fact, only she knows that she is looking forward to the miracle that will suddenly appear like last time!

To tell you the truth, this feeling is really uncomfortable. On the one hand, I have to accept the reality, but on the other hand, I look forward to new changes.

Not many people came. Donggong asked, Zhao Xia and Donggong Yao. In fact, my aunt has no other friends. She has lived alone all her life.

Donggong Yao gently helped the children's painting to the direction of the cemetery.

Originally, he wanted to get the position next to his mother, but because he had been occupied, Donggong Yao originally said he wanted the family next to him to be demolished and replaced.

But after all, this is an evil thing, so the children's painting did not agree, so the little aunt's cemetery was moved a little closer to her mother, so that she can at least worship her mother.

On the tombstone, I can't see the smiling face in my aunt's photo anymore.

Although I didn't cry, tears fell down my cheeks.

Tong Hua's hand gently stroked the photo of his aunt again and again, but there was still no way to relieve the pain in his heart.

But when I looked up, I was confused. There seemed to be a figure on my mother's graveyard not far from here!

The eyes and eyelashes of children's paintings are tears, so they have blurred and can't see clearly. She immediately wiped her tears and looked in that direction.

Sure enough, he was right. A man stood in front of his mother's cemetery, bowed his head, and then put the flowers in his hand.

"White lily?" The child painting was slightly surprised and involuntarily said.

Mother likes white lily best, but she seldom talks about it. Only she and her aunt sometimes mention it, so every time they come, they bring white lily to worship.

But why does this strange looking man know that his mother likes white lilies? Or... Coincidence?

The man's back seems a little familiar... Who can it be?

When he found that Tong Hua's eyes looked at the front, Dong Gongyao also turned his head and narrowed his eyes.

"Donggong Yao..." the child painting looked at Donggong Yao, and the meaning in his eyes was to ask him to take himself to see who the man was!

Only two steps have been taken. Because there is a passage in front, a group of people who came to sweep the grave happened to walk along the road. When they looked up again, they found that the man who had stayed in front of their mother's grave had disappeared!

The flowers in front of the tomb are still there, but the people are gone!

Who the hell is that man? How did you show up here?

And looking at the familiar back, who will it be?

This is not a private cemetery. There are cemeteries close to each other. Is it possible that others are standing in the wrong place? Or just because it looks like it's here, but it's just next to it.

After all, their mother's Memorial Day is not today. Few people will come to worship on the day that is not the memorial day, isn't it?

The children's painting was a little lost, and then turned and left.

After they left, the man hiding behind the tree slowly came out and took off his sunglasses.

It's ye Zichu!

Ye Zichu walked slowly to the place where the children's painting had just stood. Liu huaiwei's three words hurt his eyes. She... Has died?

How is that possible? It seems nothing different to see her that day a month ago? How did you die suddenly?

"Mr. Zichu... Let's go. We can't stand too long. It's troublesome to be recognized by others!" Chris gently reminded me.

"Well, it's just that Ms. Liu has..."

"And... Did you investigate what I asked you to investigate? Investigated! But there's no clue! Just like I did for you. "

Ye Zichu's face sank slightly, the same as when she investigated, that is, she never wanted to let herself know her true identity!

If it wasn't for that picture! Maybe he didn't know that children's painting was her daughter until he died!

That day, he was shocked to see the photos taken out by children's paintings. He always felt that children's paintings were just like the only woman he liked in his life.

Only when she took out the photos did she know that the only woman she liked was the mother of children's painting.

That face, that expression, can't be pretended by others.

And she is so familiar with her actions and clothes she likes to wear! But all along, he thought the woman's name was Lin Yu.

Therefore, when asked about children's paintings, even children's paintings looked at a loss. He will miss it, but now he is more sure than anyone that Ruan Linshuang, the mother of children's painting, is the woman Lin Yu he has been looking for!

On second thought, the most in her name was rain, so she took out Lin in the rain and made a false name for herself. Just why?

Why wouldn't she tell her real life? They had been together for three months, but she didn't mention everything about herself and her name... Why?

Three months later, after he went out once, he couldn't find her when he came back! Only one letter was left, saying he wanted to fly away... He still doesn't understand why he left? Aren't they good together?

Now I finally found her, but I just found her bones! She's dead! And has been dead for so many years!

I have been looking for so many years! How cruel is fate!

"Mr. Zichu? Don't be sad! " On the one hand, Chris didn't see ye Zichu's heartbroken appearance, and comforted nearby.

"Yes... Don't be sad. You have to explain to me what the relationship between you and my mother is!"

Suddenly, the voice behind ye Zichu sounded. He suddenly turned back and saw children's painting and Donggong Yao standing behind him, looking at himself with a blank face.

"Children's painting..."

"Mr. Zichu! What is your relationship with my mother? Why did you disappear when you saw her picture? Did you tell me anything? "

Ye Zichu looked at the children's painting and didn't speak.

His eyes looked greedily at children's paintings, eyebrows, corners of his eyes, those eyes that can only penetrate people's hearts, the expression when he was sad, and the temperament since he was born... She is not Lin Yu... No! Ruan Linshuang's daughter, whose woman will it be?