She likes to stay with her mother and talk.

When she was a child, she often did this.

"Mom, I've taken Xiaoyouzi around the corner these days. The little guy is very sensible and didn't cry anyway along the way to Rongcheng." Ye Jiaqi held Xiaoyouzi with one hand, "Mom, Xiaoyouzi is very cute, right? There are quite a lot of people who like her."

A gust of wind blew, and the paper ashes flew.

Just as the paper she brought was burned, she stopped lighting the fire, and sighed softly, with traces of melancholy in her eyes.

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival.

Such a time always makes people feel infinite emotion.

It can't be cut, it's still messy.

In this quiet place, she could only hear her rattle.

She said a lot to Ye Yunxiao.

But Ye Jiaqi knew that the child could not stay for a long time. She bowed three times to Ye Yunxiao and said goodbye silently: "Mom, I will leave first with Xiaoyouzi. We will come to see you again the next day."

Ye Jiaqi picked up Xiao Yuzi and coaxed her softly: "Little Yuzi, can you say goodbye to grandma?"

Little Yuzu blinked her eyes.

"Will you say goodbye? Just say, grandma, goodbye."

Ye Jiaqi grabbed her little hand, and Xiao Yuzi shook it in cooperation, and said word by word: "Grandma, goodbye."

Ye Jiaqi smiled and kissed her: "Little Youzi is so good. Can we come to see my grandmother again in the future? If my grandmother is here, she will definitely buy you a lot of delicious food. Your grandmother likes children the most."

Xiao Yuzi nodded.

Ye Jiaqi thinks Xiao Yuzi is so cute.

This little little thing was the best gift God gave her.

"Mom, we're leaving." Ye Jiaqi said goodbye reluctantly and put on a mask.

This place is too cold, even the wind blows on your body with a chill. The mountains and grass seem to have sobs and crying. The sky is gloomy, as if a heavy rain will fall at any time.

Ye Yunxiao's cemetery was cleaned by Ye Jiaqi and was cleaned up, and flatter than before, but it was still very desolate.

Ye Jiaqi left with Xiaoyouzi in his arms, and turned around three times in one step, and was reluctant to leave.

Little Yuzi lay obediently on Ye Jiaqi's shoulder, her big eyes full of clarity and innocence.

This place is still far from where you can take a bus, so Ye Jiaqi will walk the way to tell Xiao Yuzi about her childhood.

"When I was a child, my grandmother loved my mother very much, just like my mother loved you. She often saved money and bought delicious food for her mother, so my mother was very happy when she was a child. Your grandmother also looked good in painting, and the flowers she drew were as real as she was. My mother liked to lie beside her and watch her draw."

Ye Jiaqi's voice was very gentle and spread in this empty place.

"Later, when my mother was eight years old, your grandmother passed away. My mother cried for a long time, but she left and never came back."

Ye Jiaqi spoke, his voice choked, so he simply stopped talking.

These things will affect the children's emotions. When the little grapefruit is bigger, she will tell her about it.

After so many years, she should have come out long ago.

"Mama" Little Pomelo attached to Ye Jiaqi's ear and shouted softly.

"What are you calling Mama? Hum? Are you hungry?"

"Mama" Xiao Yuzi said nothing, just shouting Ye Jiaqi.

It was very cold outside, but Ye Jiaqi's heart was very warm.

Little Yuzi called her, and her heart melted.
Chapter completed!