Although the mountain road to the flat ground is steep and rugged, the scenery is very good. The three people chatted all the way, but they didn't feel so tired.
After climbing for about 20 minutes, we arrived at a small mountain peak. Yan Luoluo suggested, "Beihan, let's have a rest here first."
"Why have you always been said to be like others recently..." She muttered in a low voice, but she didn't pay much attention to it.
Smell speech, Yan Luoluo brain flashed that day doctor Zhao said to himself, at that time she also said that he looks like an old friend, when he grew more and more public?
He simply changed the subject: "but, Lolo, have you found that the woman in this picture looks like you?"
Mu Beihan
Yan Luoluo laughs sheepishly. Although she thinks it's too early in her heart, she still refuses to be soft: "Imagine ahead of time, anyway, sooner or later there will be such a day!"
This little woman's thinking is really fast. A few days ago, she was still worried about the design of the sea view villa. Today, she is already thinking about the cemetery!
Her words caught mu Beihan off guard. He knocked Yan Luoluo's head and said, "how old are you when you want to choose a cemetery?"
If you get old in the future, why don't you choose the cemetery here? "
Yan Luoluo smiles again, stands up, says to Mu Beihan: "we
smell speech, Yan qingfan just blinks his eyes, nods his head as if he didn't understand:" so... "
Yan Luoluo's heart softened when she looked into her son's big clear and transparent eyes. She could not help but put down her voice and showed him the number beside the photo: "Fanfan, you see, this is Grandma's birth date, 45 years earlier than you. Is it time to call grandma?"
Yan qingfan tilted his head to see Yan Luoluo, his face did not understand: "why, the aunt in the photo looks almost as big as mommy!"
The photos on the tombstone are all photos of the deceased when she was young. Yan qingfan doesn't know what the string of red numbers beside the photos stand for, mistaking that she is only 20 or 30 years old.
She agreed and nodded. She happened to see the date of the owner's birth on the tombstone. After a pause, she couldn't laugh or cry: "everyone, you should call her grandma!"
Yan Luoluo sighed in his heart: the owner of the tombstone must have pursued art.
There are three characters carved on the stone tablet - situ Yu.
Hearing the words, Yan Luoluo and mu Beihan look at each other and walk over together. Sure enough, they see Yan qingfan facing a tombstone. However, this tombstone is different from the cemetery. The tombstone is very designed, not just a cold stone.
Yan qingfan went over and looked at the photo on the tombstone carefully, saying: "Mommy, come and see, this aunt is so beautiful! As good as mommy! What a nice name
After all, Yan qingfan was young. After climbing for 20 minutes, he was a little tired. He gasped and said, "good, good, rest here. The scenery here is so beautiful!" Then he looked around and was suddenly attracted by a tombstone.
After a short rest, the family continued to climb.
Not long after they left, another group of people came up, but they didn't come to climb mountains, they came to sweep tombs.
Situ Ji was too old to drive the car at the foot of the mountain. He relied on his belief in his daughter all the way.