"Miss two, I'm folding some gold ingots. Tomorrow is my master's taboo."

Aunt Liu didn't expect Mu Shanshan to leave hospital today. Yang Yalan goes out early and comes back late every day. There are only a few servants in Mu's family, so she plans to fold more gold Yuan Bao to worship Mu Rui tomorrow.

"Well, since you have something to do, I'll go first."

Song Caicai finds an excuse to leave. She wants to leave immediately.

Looking at Song Caicai's departure, Mu Shanshan vented her anger on Aunt Liu, "what's the discount? People are dead. What's the use of these."

I was so angry that I wanted to take the opportunity to have a good relationship with song Caicai, but I didn't expect that it would be ruined.

Aunt Liu's eyes flashed a trace of grief. If the eldest lady was there, she would surely fold with her. She was so filial.

If only the first lady were alive, they would not be the only servants to pay homage to the master tomorrow.

The people the master wants to see should be his wife and ladies, but it's a pity

After leaving Mu's home, song Caicai calls song Weiqing immediately.

"Cousin, tomorrow is murui's taboo, doesn't it mean that the slut is very filial? If she didn't lose her memory, she would go

"Well, I'll arrange it. Don't worry. I'll see what she says this time."

After song Caicai hung up the phone, his eyes were shining.

The following day

Mu Chu Di got up early in the morning. Today is the death day of her father. She is going to worship.

In the past four years, every time her father and Yaya died, she returned home.

It's just a change of make-up every time.

Mu Chu Di put on a make-up, and a young man of literature and art appeared in the mirror.

Holding a Sketchpad in your hand, it's like collecting wind instead of worshiping.

Driving a motorcycle, like lightning on the road.

All of a sudden, I came to the cemetery.

The car pauses for a moment, immediately, Mu Chu Di is aware of the examining vision.

So she took off her gloves and looked around. Soon, she found that there were many bodyguards around the cemetery.

The first thought in Mu Chu Di's heart is those old men.

But look again, it's not at all.

They looked at themselves and then away.

It's like the goal is not yourself.

Even so, Mu Chu Di got into the car and drove to the back door.

There is a small alley by the back door, which can be penetrated.

Soon, I came to murui's cemetery.

Mu Chu Di takes out her drawing board. In the drawing board are some of her paintings, some of her new life, and some of the paintings she and Mu Rui painted when they were children.

Here is what she wants to say to murui.

She knew that her father wanted to see himself happy, so she showed him her life to make him feel at ease.

The picture on the tombstone, the familiar face, makes mu Chudi's heart slightly sour.

Father!

I'm back!

Do you blame me for not seeing you for so long?

Father, are you over there? I'm also very good here, but I recently found that my obsession for the past four years is wrong. Father, what should I do?

My hatred turned out to be wrong.

Mu Chudi reaches out his index finger and gently wipes the dust off the photo of Mu Rui. The action is so gentle that he seems to be worried about hurting him.

She has a lot to say to her father. Now she is very confused.

After listening to he Yisheng's words that day, she began to be confused.

Because she knew she was wrong, and she didn't know how to go the way back.

She wanted to have a good talk with her father.

However, she didn't stay long. In the silent cemetery, there came the sound of rapid footsteps.

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