Mr. Fu also wants to be in charge today

The [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month is the anniversary of Su Wanwan's death.

Yun Man took a day off and took Yun Jin and Fu Ziji to the cemetery early in the morning. It was Fu Shaochen who drove them there.

Probably knowing that they are going to pay homage to someone today, the breakfast made by the aunt at home is all vegetarian, without any meat.

She saw Fu's mother pulling her to talk yesterday, and she guessed the reason.

Really caring and warm.

Caressing the position of the heart, there is not always empty like before, it is gradually filled with something called warmth, and one day, it will be filled.

Because of the Fu family.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look up at the man driving in front, but she didn't want him to be looking at her too.

The eyes of the two met in the rearview mirror, but Yunman rarely looked away, and could clearly see the warmth in his eyes.

Soon after the green light came on, Fu Shaochen slowly looked away, put his slender and powerful hands into gear calmly, and held the steering wheel. The car was very stable without any bumps.

The car drove more and more sideways, the high-rise buildings and lively crowd receded, leaving only desolation.

Finally, after driving for more than two hours, the car stopped at a cemetery.

Su Wanwan's favorite hyacinth was placed on the passenger seat, Yunman opened the car door, bent down to take out the flower, and walked in with her arms in her arms.

On the side, Fu Ziji didn't bother to lead him, and walked side by side with Yun Jin behind her.

Behind him, Fu Shaochen followed slowly, his steps were steady, and his eyes never left the figure in front of him.

Finding Su Wanwan's tombstone on a familiar road, Yun Man paused for a moment. Without him, he saw a bunch of flowers in front of the tombstone. They were also hyacinths, and they were fresh and tender, obviously they had been worshiped just now.

There was also a pendant hanging on the tombstone, which was pressed by a stone. As the wind blew, the pendant occasionally swayed past Su Wanwan's photo.

Yun Man stepped forward and looked at the pendant. It was in the shape of a moon. She had seen it from Ye Chen before.

It is self-evident who came before.

A slight mockery flashed in her eyes, Yunman raised her hand to throw away the pendant and the flower, and gently stroked the fallen petals. Standing down, staring at the person in the photo, silently.

After a long time, she raised her hand to let Yun Jin and Fu Ziji come over, holding one in each hand, looked at Su Wanwan, and introduced softly: "Mom, these are your grandchildren, one is Xiaojin and the other is Jubao. cute?"

She left too early, and there are not many memories of her. In the only memory, whenever someone praises her for being cute, she will be very happy. She always chooses the best hairstyle for her clothes. Dressed up cutely.

She likes cute children.

If she was still around, she would definitely like Xiao Jin and Ju Bao very much.

Unfortunately, she is no longer here.

Disappointment and sadness flashed in his eyes, Yun Man raised his hand to touch her photo, his eyes showed uncontrollable longing.

Yun Jin and Fu Ziji looked at each other, knelt in front of the tombstone together, and obediently called "Grandma".

Yun Man's eyes flickered lightly, the emotion in his eyes dissipated a bit, and he replaced it with a gentle smile, and talked softly with her, a little scattered, as if he was thinking of what to say, just like the usual It's the same as usual.

Yun Jin and Fu Ziji would occasionally say a few words, the child's voice was immature, with innocence and kindness, which invisibly dispelled the melancholy, and Yun Man's mood improved a lot, as if Su Wanwan was standing in front of her, with She chatted carefully.

Fu Shaochen stood not far away without disturbing them, looking at them with warmth in his eyes.

As if feeling something, Yun Man looked sideways at him, and instantly fell into a hot spring, his eyes trembling slightly, he really is...

After a while, as if giving up on himself, Yun Man bit his lower lip lightly, and suddenly beckoned to him.

Seeing this scene, Fu Shaochen was a little surprised, so he walked over, squatted down naturally, and looked at her questioningly.

Yunman didn't explain anything, turned to look at Su Wanwan, and said, "Mom, his name is Fu Shaochen, he is... the father of Xiaojin and Jubao."

Hearing this, Fu Shaochen suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes slightly closed, as if a little surprised, and then he was completely occupied by joy.

Yun Man didn't turn her head, but could feel his burning gaze, and her ears were slightly red. After saying that sentence, she didn't mention him again, and started talking about other things, as if what she said just now was just a casual remark.

However, the corners of Fu Shaochen's lips couldn't stop rising. He looked at Su Wanwan with focused and serious eyes, as if he was saying something to her in his heart.

It's just that no one knows exactly what was said.

Maybe it's because there are two children active in the atmosphere, this time it can be regarded as the best time for Yunman to come here, and there is not too much heaviness.

She understands the truth that people cannot be resurrected after death, and she doesn't know where people will go after death, whether she can watch them in places they don't know, but in the end, they live happily, and to the dead, they are the most important thing. The best consolation.

She knew this truth before, but it was difficult to be really happy, and more often she just forced a smile in front of her, saying over and over again that she had a good life.

But this time, it's different.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the man beside her, the corners of Yunman's lips curled up slightly, and the sense of loss in her heart dissipated a bit.

Fu Ziji was restless, so he "chat" with Su Wanwan not long after, even if she couldn't give her any response, he still talked vigorously, chatting with her on twitter, saying that he didn't count, and even dragged her. Together with Yun Jin.

Yun Jin also cooperated.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, and when it was almost noon, the few people left.

The two children walked in the middle, Fu Ziji and Yun Jin held hands, and Fu Shaochen held the other hand.

Yunman also holds Yunjin by the hand.

Seen from the back, the family of four is very warm.
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As soon as Fu Shaochen drove away, another car drove over here.

Su Yuze and Su Yucheng helped the old man out of the car, and said, "Grandpa, be careful, walk slowly."

They were supposed to come early, but the hospital had to do an examination before they left without worry, and because Mr. Su's attending doctor, Yun Man, asked for leave today, he had to ask another doctor, so they waited a little longer, and hurried away as soon as they were done. coming.

Even with navigation, they couldn't help but wonder if they were going to the wrong place when they saw the roads around them getting more and more deviated.

But the place they finally arrived at was no different from the place they found in their information.

Su Wanwan was really buried here.

Looking at the desolate surroundings, Su Mingde subconsciously glanced at the old man, and sure enough, seeing his desolate expression, he also felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The little princess whom the Su family pampered and grew up with had died young and was still in such a desolate place after death.

Thinking about it, his eyes could not help showing a bit of calmness and sadness.