Aunt Hong is really good to Song Dazhuang, her nephew. Looking at the old tributes placed in front of the tombstone, someone came to see him about ten days ago.

Except for Aunt Hong, he will not be the second candidate.

Meng Yunzheng held Xiao Songle's hand and stepped forward, "Kowtow to your father, if you have anything to say, say it slowly."

"Yeah." Xiao Songle knelt down obediently. He had never seen his father before, but after Aunt Hong said that although his father was stupid, he knew he loved him. When he was still in his mother's belly, his father often spoke to him and said that he wanted to make money for himself.

Meng Yunzheng and Shu Yu did not disturb him, so they went to see the graves of Song Xiaojiu and his wife, burning a lot of paper.

Xiao Song Le put the fragrance in his mouth, his voice was warm and glutinous. "Dad, I am a dog baby, I'm here to see you. I'm very good now. I'm reading and literacy with my cousin, eating well and dressing warmly, and there are many friends... I just miss you and my mother. If only you were by my side, I'm actually quite envious. His parents are very kind to him. I know that you and my mother will treat me well."

As he spoke, his mood inevitably became depressed. He had made plans, but he would definitely not cry when he arrived on the mountain, but now his eyes still couldn't help but start to turn red.

"Dad, I'm leaving tomorrow, and I don't know when I will come to see you again. You must be well in heaven, so bless me to find my mother earlier, okay? Now we have a little clue about my mother, and my aunt said she will definitely find it. I also believe that my mother is waiting for me. When I find my mother, we will see you together."

After he finished speaking, he kowtowed three times respectfully and honestly. When he got up, he raised his hand and wiped his eyes, "Dad, goodbye."

Xiao Songle walked back to Meng Yunzheng in one step and three times. Shu Yu wiped her face with a veil, "Are you finished?"

"Um."

Meng Yunzheng asked him to kneel down in front of the tombstone in front of him, "This is your grandfather and grandmother, kowtow to the two old people."

Xiao Songle knelt down and kowtowed obediently again, "Master, grandma, I am a dog baby, I'm here to see you guys."

Meng Yunzheng touched his head and whispered, "Uncle, auntie, don't worry, I will take good care of Lele. Although we will leave the capital tomorrow, Ayu has a business here. After two years, Lele will be a little older, so let him come to Beijing with the delivery convoy and see you again."

When Xiao Songle heard this, his eyes lit up slightly.

Meng Yunzheng burned the last piece of paper money, put out the fire, and packed everything, and then he held Xiao Songle's hand and left.

When she walked to the foot of the mountain, Xiao Songle felt a warm breeze blowing through her cheeks, which was a little itchy and very gentle.

He paused, Meng Yunzheng stopped and lowered his eyes and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle Cousin, can I ask you for something?"

"Tell me, I will definitely do what I can do for you, and there is no need to ask for anything or not."

While speaking, he carried Xiao Songle onto the carriage.

The little guy sat down obediently, and when everyone came up, he whispered, "Cousin can help me draw two paintings, which are portraits of my parents. I, I want to leave a memory."

"Of course, it's just right. We're going to go to the Hong family now. I'll ask Aunt Hong about your parents' appearance, and I'll give it to you after the drawing."

Speaking of which, Meng Yunzheng failed to get out of the Hong family twice before. It was Shu Yu and Xiao Songle.

(End of this chapter)


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