She likes to stay and talk with her mother very much.

When she was a child, she often did this too.

"Mom, I took little Youzi for a walk around the area these days. The little guy is very sensible and didn't cry much when I came to Rongcheng." Ye Jiaqi held Little Youzi with one hand, "Mom, Little Youzi is very cute.

No? There are quite a few people who like her."

A gust of wind blew by, and paper ashes flew up.

The paper she brought happened to be burned out, so she stopped lighting the fire and sighed softly, with traces of sadness in her eyes.

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival.

Seasons like this always make people feel infinite emotions.

If you keep cutting it, it will become messy.

In this quiet place, only her chattering voice can be heard.

She talked a lot with Ye Yunxiao.

But Ye Jiaqi knew that the child could not stay for a long time. After bowing to Ye Yunxiao three times, she said goodbye silently: "Mom, I want to take little Yuzi away first. We will come to see you another day. We will definitely come.

"

Ye Jiaqi picked up Little Youzi and coaxed softly: "Little Youzi, would you like to say goodbye to grandma?"

Little Yuzu blinked.

"Would you like to say goodbye? Just say, grandma, goodbye."

Ye Jiaqi grabbed her little hand, and Little Yuzi shook it in response, saying one word at a time, "Grandma, goodbye."

Ye Jiaqi smiled and kissed her: "Little Youzi is so good, how about we visit grandma again later? If grandma is here, she will definitely buy you a lot of delicious food. Your grandma likes children the most."

Little Yuzu nodded.

Ye Jiaqi thought the little grapefruit was so cute.

This little one is the best gift God has given her.

"Mom, let's go." Ye Jiaqi said goodbye reluctantly and put on his mask.

This place is so cold and cold, even the wind blowing on the body is chilling, and there seems to be a whimpering sound in the mountains and grass. The sky is gloomy, as if a heavy rain will fall at any time.

Ye Yunxiao's cemetery was cleaner and smoother than before after being cleaned by Ye Jiaqi, but it was still very desolate.

Ye Jiaqi hugged Little Pomelo and left, looking back three times with great reluctance.

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

It was still far away from where we could take a bus, so Ye Jiaqi walked all the way and told Xiaoyouzi about her childhood.

"When I was a child, my grandma loved my mother very much, just like my mother loved you. She often saved money and spent money to buy delicious food for her mother, so my mother was very happy when she was a child. Your grandma also painted beautifully, and the flowers she painted looked real.

Likewise, my mother likes to lie next to her and watch her draw..."

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

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

Ye Jiaqi's voice was choked as he spoke, so he simply stopped talking.

These things will affect the children's emotions. When Little Yuzi is older, she can explain them to her.

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

"Mommy..." Little Youzi whispered in Ye Jiaqi's ear.

"Why are you calling Mommy? Huh? Are you hungry?"

"Mom..." Little Youzi didn't say anything, she just called Ye Jiaqi.

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

Little Yuzi called her so loudly that her heart melted.
Chapter completed!