Chapter 8

Doudou's lovely voice suddenly rang out on the other end of the phone.

"I just want to remind you to count me in your domestic life. Otherwise, if I'm not happy, I'll cry in front of my grandparents and take you by surprise. I don't believe you can still laugh."

Mu Chuqing gritted her teeth, "you are cruel!"

"Hum, you are too stupid!"

"Hee hee, you are born of me

"That's the only way I can thank my dad!"

“……”

Mu Chuqing once again by her baby daughter blocked speechless, can only find their own steps.

"Well, well, don't talk to you. Don't be late for school!"

"Remember, I'll be back home soon. My room, school and insurance will be properly handled!"

"Yes, yes, I know, little ancestor!"

Mu Chuqing hangs up and feels happy and worried about her baby daughter's IQ.

Xiaodoudou put the phone back to its original place, jumped out of bed, climbed under the bed, took out a small box, opened the box with his chubby hands, and found a picture in a stack of photos.

The photo is a group photo. The mother is wearing a pure white skirt and is held by a very handsome man. She smiles brightly at the camera.

She can see that her mother was the happiest at that time.

If she guessed correctly, the man holding his mother must be her father.

Doudou stretched out his little hand and pointed to the man's nose in the photo. Doudou said: "dare to let mom work so hard, you have to pay some price!"

…………

Mu Chuqing stopped at the gate of a florist's shop. When she got out of the car and walked into the florist's shop, she had a bunch of flowers with sunflowers and Marguerite in her arms.

The car stopped at the foot of the west mountain. Mu Chuqing came down from the car with flowers in her arms.

The sky is gray, and the thick dark clouds are pressing down, which makes people feel suffocated.

Mu Chuqing stood beside the car, looking up at the countless thousand steps, with a light mist on the top, revealing the lush green plants, quietly releasing life.

Mu Chuqing's expression is sad, her cold eyes are full of pain, and her delicate clavicle moves. She slowly raises her feet and steps up the long steps.

Mu Chuqing finally stood in front of a good white marble tombstone, bent over and put the flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone, then stood up and looked at the tombstone quietly.

There were no pictures on the tombstone, only four big white characters.

"The tomb of Aizi"!

Not even a name.

Her cold and beautiful eyes have been silent and shed tears. She came up to hold the corner of the tombstone, and the tears of breaking the dike hit on the smooth white marble surface, which is heartbreaking.

"Baby, mom... Came to see you..."

"Sorry..."

Mu Chuqing is crying silently, but her voice is very careful and gentle, for fear of scaring anyone.

Her son lived in her stomach for two months. She didn't protect him. He didn't breathe a breath of air, so

Mu Chuqing did not dare to think deeply. She was afraid that she would no longer have the strength to walk out of the cemetery

Mu Chuqing has been staying in the cemetery all afternoon. If the phone doesn't ring, she doesn't want to leave.

She put on the phone, "Chuqing! Early sunshine! Have you come back yet? "

Su Nuan's hot and anxious tone comes from the other end of the phone. She doesn't give mu Chuqing a chance to speak.

"It should be here. I miss you so much. I'm so sorry. I didn't approve leave all day yesterday. I didn't pick you up. Chuqing, I'm sorry!"

Mu Chuqing chuzui smile, "it doesn't matter, work is important!"

"What's the most important job, you're the most important!"

“……”

"Ah, this evening, Bai xiju, it's my treat!"

"Good!"