"It's getting late, let's go to Zaoshu Village as soon as possible!"

Although the girl doesn't care, he, Murong Jinghong, will never tolerate other people bullying the girl. Yingying, this woman is waiting to cry!

"It's okay, the helicopter is fast and will arrive in less than an hour!"

"Ah, take a plane back? Our country's law prohibits private planes from flying around in the sky. Don't you know, sir?"

Ruoxue thought that Murong Jinghong didn't know the situation on the earth, so she quickly asked

"Women, don't worry so much, otherwise wrinkles will catch on you."

"If you don't want to be beaten down, it's better to be honest and let's drive back!"

Ruoxue didn't want to be too ostentatious. To the people in the small mountain village, the plane had only seen its proud shadow flashing across the sky.

"I already said hello to you, it's okay! Don't you want to go to grandma's grave earlier?"

Grandma was one of the warmest words Ruoxue felt in her life. She had no objections and decided to follow Murong Jinghong's arrangements.

The familiar mountaintops were getting closer and closer, and the familiar vegetation was right under me. I felt like crying. It felt so good to go home. Under Ruoxue’s instructions, the helicopter stopped directly at the place where Ruoxue’s grandma was buried—

—The two of them were let down by the Li family, and the professional pilot flew the helicopter back first.

"How is this going?"

She is no longer on earth. No one cares about grandma's grave. It should be as tall as a person with silk thatch. There is no trace of papyrus in front of the grave. Apart from being miserable, she is lonely.

How could it be like this? Who built the mountain for grandma? Not to mention the tombs are all made of white stones, and there are also very wide stone dams. The surrounding area is arranged as if it is a professional cemetery, with evergreen cypress trees, neat flowers and plants, and paper

There is still unburned toilet paper ashes in the grass trough, and the chrysanthemums in front of the stone monument have not withered yet.

His eyes looked at Murong Jinghong, full of questions

"Before you woke up, I asked people to build it. Grandma is the one who loves you the most. I respect her very much!"

Murong Jinghong had a suspicious blush on his face, but he explained in a calm tone

Saying thank you is too unfamiliar, the reward given to Murong Jinghong was just a kiss

"Okay, is grandma watching?"

Murong Jinghong reminds Ruoxue

Ruoxue let go of Murong Jinghong, took out the sacrifices and placed them in front of the grave, lit the coins and papyrus, knelt down and bowed to her grandma.
Chapter completed!