she fell from the galaxy

Mo's Cemetery
From a distance, a family of three walked over holding hands, the scene was as warm as a painting.

Mo Sihan was wearing a well-tailored high-end suit, and his long legs were straight under dark trousers. Just standing there was already radiant.

Zhu Wuyou's mother and daughter wore exactly the same parent-child outfits, a black dress, dignified yet majestic.

Several staff members who managed the cemetery were waiting at the door early.

"Master! The things for the sacrifice are all ready, let us take you there."

Mo Sihan said in a deep voice, "Okay."

Mo's cemetery occupies a hilltop exclusively, and the inside is very large.It's a pity that the Mo family is small, so the tomb area is a little empty.

Compared with the gloomy atmosphere in ordinary cemeteries, this place is not like a private cemetery, but rather like a rich man's back garden.

During his lifetime, Mr. Mo liked to grow flowers and trees. Famous trees, fruit trees, and flowers can be seen everywhere.

The reason for hiring five or six staff members may be inseparable from the need for people to take care of these flowers and trees.

Zhu Wuyou has been here more than once, but every time I come here, I feel that there is an inexplicable sense of intimacy here.

"Huh? Isn't that the pot of orchids that Grandpa loved most when he was alive? How did it get transplanted here?" Zhu Wuyou stopped.

Mo Sihan replied: "Not only the orchids that grandpa likes, but also other potted plants from the old house."

Zhu Wuyou nodded: "No wonder I feel familiar."

"It seems that you have a good memory." Mo Sihan raised the corner of his mouth, "No wonder Grandpa liked you so much when he was alive."

When Zhu Wuyou heard that this was wrong, he retorted: "Is there a connection between the two?"

Mo Sihan gave her an approving look: "People who can look at people and have a good memory are mostly masters of flattery. Obviously there is a certain connection between the two."

Flattering?

This is too insulting.

Zhu Wuyou had a displeased expression: "It's what you think it is."

Zhu Wuyou didn't bother arguing with him because of different ways.

Seeing her bulging cheeks, looking angry, Mo Sihan felt inexplicably amused.

So, Mo Sihan added: "I'm looking forward to the day when you can put your kung fu on me."

"Why?"

"It's a way to promote family harmony and love between husband and wife. After all, which husband doesn't want to be worshiped by his wife, right?"

Zhu Wuyou sneered, "Mr. Mo may find this missing regret in your next wife."

Mo Sihan's expression became serious in an instant, and he said in a deep voice, "Did you see that sign? Non-Mo family members are not allowed to enter. After a hundred years, there will be a place for you and me."

Uh.

These words were so straightforward that Zhu Wuyou's breathing stopped and he was instantly speechless.

Mo Sihan is worthy of being a joker, speaking in such a serious manner, the lethality is not small.

"Mommy hug!" A soft voice sounded.

Xiaoqingtuan hugged Zhu Wuyou's leg like a fool, and refused to take a step away.

Zhu Wuyou squatted down and smiled: "Little Qingtuan, can't you walk so quickly?"

"En." Xiao Qingtuan nodded vigorously.

Mo Sihan said, "Come here, Daddy, and Daddy will hug you."

After finishing speaking, Mo Sihan picked up Xiao Qingtuan, put her on his neck and rode on the horse.

Xiaoqingtuan shouted: "No, I want Mommy to hug me! Don't ride a horse."

Mo Sihan coaxed softly: "Hey, Mommy can't hold you."

"No, no, I don't!" Xiao Qingtuan looked like he was about to cry, which made people feel distressed.

Zhu Wuyou disarmed and surrendered: "Don't cry, Mommy hugs you, okay?"

"Yeah." Xiao Qingtuan laughed through tears immediately.

It is common for three- and four-year-old milk babies to get tired after walking a few steps. When taking children out at this age, the tiredness is actually the arms of adults.

If you encounter someone who sticks to your mother, it is your mother's arm that suffers.

Mo Sihan walked in front of a section of several hundred meters of climbing, while Zhu Wuyou held Xiao Qingtuan and fell far behind.

The tomb next to his grandparents is that of Mo Sihan's mother, Mo Wenwan.

Mo Sihan stood there quietly, his back as straight as a pine tree.

His eyes fell on the photo of his mother in front of the tombstone, with a quiet, gentle and solemn smile.

That was the appearance of his mother in his memory, whenever he saw it, he felt warm.

Mo Sihan knelt down on one knee and placed the flowers in his hand in front of the grave.

He reached out to touch the photo, and said in a flat tone: "Mom, I brought her to see you. An ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws."

"Mom, you already know her identity. Although you may not like her, for the sake of me and the child, can you accept her? Even if the son begs you."

"When grandpa arranged for me to marry her, I didn't know she was that woman's daughter. After I finally found out, I couldn't take it back. Grandma was right. People can't live with hatred for a lifetime, let alone my love. Her son is stupid, and it took a long detour to realize it."

"Recently, the insomnia that has plagued me for a long time seems to have improved a lot. So, I decided to let go of the past and start again with her. Mom, will your spirit in heaven be happy for me?"

……

Mo Sihan muttered to himself for more than ten minutes, Zhu Wuyou arrived with Xiao Qingtuan in his arms.

"Ouch! I'm exhausted!"

Zhu Wuyou was so tired that he was sweating profusely and panting.

Mo Sihan glanced at her, puzzled and said, "Little Qingtuan only weighs so much, are you so tired?"

"You...try!" Zhu Wuyou put his hands on his hips, he was so tired that he couldn't straighten up.

If you add hundreds of steps to the climb, it's no wonder you're not tired.

"Just try it."

Mo Sihan hugged Xiao Qingtuan with one hand, and Zhu Wuyou with the other, like a strong man.

Zhu Wuyou's old face was about to turn red with embarrassment, and he shouted anxiously: "What are you doing? Let me down!"

Xiaoqingtuan shouted happily: "Dad is so amazing!"

Mo Sihan rewarded Xiao Qingtuan with a kiss, and gave Zhu Wuyou a roll of his eyes, his eyes said with disgust: "You will die if you talk like your daughter! A mother, her mouth is so sweet!"

"Put me down."

"It's me who is so tired, not you, why are you so anxious?"

The corner of Zhu Wuyou's mouth twitched, and he said sarcastically, "Mr. Mo, you are tall and mighty, powerful, and your thick arms are like that of a mechanical arm. It's not a problem to lift it for three to five hours. Please keep it up! Maybe I can still do it." Swing on your brachialis."

It was rare for him to be humorous, and he was very playful. The woman in front of him was really incomprehensible.

Mo Sihan's face darkened, he let her down, and he couldn't bring up any interest in teasing her anymore.

It would be great if she was half as cute as a daughter, it's really annoying to compare people to others!

In front of the tombstones of grandparents, sacrificial supplies have been arranged in advance.

Mo Sihan greeted her: "Come quickly and pay your respects!"

Zhu Wuyou tidied up his appearance and walked over with heavy steps.

According to the sacrificial ceremony, the three kowtowed and offered incense, full of ritual and sincerity.

After the worship, Zhu Wuyou had another conversation with his grandparents alone in front of their graves.

In the end, the three of them left the Mo's cemetery together by car.

*
On the way back, Mo Sihan ordered Yan Qing to drive back to the old house of the Mo family.

Zhu Wuyou looked sideways: "What are you going back to the old house for?"

Mo Sihan replied: "You've been back to China for so long, why don't you go and see Butler Gu?"

Originally, Zhu Wuyou planned to go back to the old house to meet the housekeeper Gu on the weekend, but it seems that the plan has been advanced.

Mo Sihan explained: "Actually, Butler Gu called me a few days ago and specifically asked you to go back to the old house, saying that grandma left something for you."

"I see." Zhu Wuyou's face was slightly solemn.

There are things she wants to know, but is afraid to know.

Zhu Wuyou unconsciously glanced at Mo Sihan: She still doesn't understand him.

Mo Sihan glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and raised his thin lips, "Is there anything you want to say?"

Zhu Wuyou hurriedly looked away: "It's nothing."

The car galloped and arrived at the old house in less than 10 minutes.

Butler Gu greeted him at the door, still respectful as before: "Young master! Young mistress!"

"Gu Butler, long time no see!" Zhu Wuyou greeted him politely.

"Young Mistress, I knew you were back a long time ago. But it's good to be back."

Judging from the way Steward Gu spoke, he sincerely welcomes her home.

Downstairs, Mo Sihan played with Xiao Qingtuan in the living room.

Upstairs, Zhu Wuyou was invited into the study by Butler Gu.

Gu Butler played a video letter to Zhu Wuyou recorded by his grandmother before she was alive.

Grandma told a lot of stories about Mo Sihan in the video.

She never thought that someone as high as Mo Sihan would suffer so much misfortune, and that misfortune was probably caused by her mother.

Grandma didn't say much in the video, but even in a vague way, Zhu Wuyou guessed the general idea.

There was indeed a reason why Mo Sihan treated her like this.

In the previous generation's story, it really wasn't as simple as her mother said.

The last words grandma said to her were: "Worriless, Si Han and Grandma Xiaoqingtuan will be handed over to you in the future. If that person is you, grandma believes that you will not disappoint grandma."

Zhu Wuyou watched the entire video in tears.

Her head was swollen with a headache, but her heart was very anxious: "Gu Butler, did you all know my identity?"

"Well. The old man wanted to hide it from the young master, but he didn't. The young master probably found out not long after the old man died."

Zhu Wuyou recalled Mo Sihan's eyes every time he saw her wanting to eat her alive, and it turned out that there was a reason for it.

Zhu Wuyou's eyes turned red, and he choked up and said, "Gu Butler, can you tell me how Mo Sihan's parents died?"

"The young master's father died of sudden cardiac death. As for the eldest lady, she died half a year after she was admitted to the mental hospital."

"Psychiatric hospital?" Zhu Wuyou's mind flashed, his pupils widened, "Is it Qiuhe Mental Hospital?"

"Yes."

Zhu Wuyou was startled: Sure enough, it turned out that all the crimes she suffered were just paying off her mother's debts.

There is indeed such a thing as a mother's debt and a daughter's repayment in this world.

Zhu Wuyou's heart was seized by a burst of pain, which quickly occupied the entire brain, and then spread to the whole body.

Butler Gu persuaded: "Young Mistress, you still need heart medicine for your heart disease, you and the young master should open up your heart knot."

"What do you want to know? Let me tell you." Following the direction of the voice, Mo Sihan pushed the door open and walked in.

Zhu Wuyou lowered his eyes, all the blood on his face disappeared, and a layer of pain crept up under his eyes.

Mo Si said coldly: "Gu Butler, you go out first, I'll talk to her."

"it is good."