On the mountain, Xiaobao finds his grandmother's grave. A group of people help weeding, sweeping tombs and burning paper money.

Xiaobao held Chenchen and went to grandma Zhang's tombstone. "Grandma, I brought Chenchen to see you. He is my son, Zhang Muchen, and your great grandson."

Chen Chen stares at the tombstone and opens his eyes curiously.

He also reached out to feel the tombstone.

Xiaobao took him to the plank, touched the tombstone, and chuckled in the morning.

Xiaobao also followed with a smile, just smile, smile tears out.

"Grandma, don't always worry about me. I'm living very well now. I've become a family and have a career. Many people come to see me now. Now, I can tell them that my name is Zhang Xiaobao

Xiao Bao's voice became more and more trembling. He remembered what his grandmother said when she died.

Let him stand out, let him listen to Li Jinfeng's words, can't lose the face of the people of Zhangjia.

"Grandma, I didn't lose face with the people of Zhangjia. I also listened to sister Jinfeng. Grandma Did you hear that? "

Xiao Bao began to cry. Zhang Lianfeng looked at the tombstone, Gu Nanqiu's three words, and his tears were whirling: "Nanqiu, it's my fault that I came to see you and Fang Heng for so long..."

"After all these years, I didn't expect that the difference would be forever. South autumn... "

Zhou Cheng went up to support Zhang Lianfeng and was rejected by Zhang Lianfeng.

While wiping his tears, Zhang Lianfeng continued to say, "you have a good grandson. He is famous in the capital now. He has saved many people and done good deeds. He is very good.

You asked Jinfeng to take care of him, and Jinfeng has done it. Now, they are just like brothers and sisters. Nanqiu, you say you have such a good eye. "

Zhang Lianfeng talked to grandma Zhang.

Then there is Zhang Fangheng, the husband of grandma Zhang.

"Fang Heng, what I want to scold most is you. Why did you leave so early? What responsibility was left to Nanqiu.

What would you have done if Nanqiu hadn't helped you keep a trace of blood in Zhangjia? "

Zhang Lianfeng expressed his emotion for decades.

He hasn't cried like he is now for a long time.

Even if crying about to faint, but also the bottom of my heart, all said.

After saying it, I feel much better.

Zhou Yu handed him a handkerchief and wiped away his tears. Zhang Lianfeng looked at the two graves and cried.

In fact, before, Zhang Fangheng's tomb was not arranged to be with grandma Zhang. Later, Zhao Zhongxing called Xiaobao and asked Xiaobao to help move the tomb.

As for the tomb of Zhang Xiaobao's parents, Zhao Zhongxing also helped repair the two small mounds.

But because his parents are younger, he can't be buried here with grandma Zhang.

Later, Xiaobao and Xiaobao will help Xiaobao's parents to sweep the grave.

Before that, they went to Li Fuman.

Old lady Li is also crying tears, snivel a face, holding Li Fuman's tombstone, will not give up.

The mouth reads the nagging saying own heart pain.

"Old man, without you, I know how ignorant I used to be. You helped me with everything. Don, do you know how much I miss you..."

Li Dahu was afraid that she would cry, so he knelt down beside Mrs. Li to comfort her.

The tomb sweeping this time, the Li family know how much pain and pain has been hidden in old lady Li's heart during this period of time.

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