She was spoiled by Qi Ye

Tang Qi, Qin Shaojue and the others had breakfast at the village chief's house.

Taking the things for sweeping the grave, I went to the back mountain of the village.

On the mountainside, Zhou Yun was buried there.

When Zhou Yun gave birth to Tang Qi and died of bleeding, Zhou Zhuhai and his wife resigned from the CA laboratory when they heard the news.

Because of the pain of losing their daughter, the two elders are tired of the state of the world.

With the newborn Tang Qi, she came to Moshui Township where Zhou Zhuhai was born to withdraw and go back to seclusion.

Zhou Yun was also brought back and buried on a mountain in Moshui Township.

Because there were no cemeteries in the countryside at that time, it was still the way of burial.

The mountain cannot be reached by car, only on foot.

It takes an hour to climb halfway up the mountain.

"You guys... can you have some conscience?" Qin Qian said angrily.

He holds a basket in his left hand, another in his right hand, and a basket on his back.

Looking at Si Chen again, although he was only carrying a medicine box in his hand, it was actually not light.

Juefeng carried the same things as Qin Qian, but packed them into one bag.

Qin Shaojue held the cello case in one hand and Tang Qi in the other.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Qin Qian who couldn't keep up.

There is sympathy in the eyes...

Qin Qian: "..."

Action hello, ah hello?

"Young Master Qian, shall we change?" Jue Feng asked proactively.

Qin Qian smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay."

But, just picked it up, and immediately regretted it.

"Forget it, pay you back."

Qin Qian's eyes fell on Si Chen treacherously, obviously talking about changing with him.

Si Chen pushed the mirror frame calmly, and said sinisterly, "Are you sure?"

"Forget it, forget it." Seeing that Si Chen had bad intentions, Qin Qian immediately signaled not to.

His gaze finally fell on Tang Qi, who didn't have anything in his hand.

Should take some.

Tang Qi chuckled, "Ah Jue, someone wants to trick me."

"He dare not." Qin Shaojue's voice was flat.

A faint sentence immediately made Qin Qian's heart shudder.

Want to cry, want to cry without tears.

Si Chen was right.

He's out of his mind.

If there are good days, why do you have to come to Moshui Township to find abuse?
"You have so many things in your hand, let me help you get some."

Uncle Ping, who was leading the way, saw it and offered to help.

"Uncle Ping, no need." Tang Qi smiled, "Don't you and Aunt Ping still have farm work to do?"

"Just send us here, I will remember the rest of the way."

"Even if you don't remember, didn't you and Aunt Ping open the way?"

I haven't come here for a year, and the mountain road should be covered with weeds.

However, the mountain was opened a road, a very smooth road.

Otherwise, climbing the mountain will be a bit difficult.

Don't say one hour, it may be difficult to go up for two hours.

Qin Qian: "..."

He had reason to suspect that Tang Qi was targeting him.

Ah!
Uncle Ping scratched his head in embarrassment at Tang Qi's words.

"Xiao Bawang, why are you being polite to me, this is not me..."

Before he finished speaking, Aunt Ping poked him secretly.

"It should be, it should be." Aunt Ping grinned, her rough face was very simple.

Fearing that Uncle Ping would say something inappropriate again, he continued, "Go up quickly."

"It's over, I'll have dinner at my house at noon."

"Well, good." Tang Qi did not refuse.

But obviously felt the difference between Aunt Ping and Uncle Ping, but did not expose it.

Qin Qian gave Tang Qi a blank look.

He muttered and muttered, but he still followed up the mountain in a desperate manner.

After Tang Qi and the others left.

Mrs. Ping gave Uncle Ping a disgusted look, cursing, "Aren't you so stupid that you forgot what the village chief told you?"

"I almost broke through just now."

"You know I'm not very good at lying." Uncle Ping scratched his head honestly, "How could Xiao Qi forget Xiao Wu?"

"Also, these are all things that Xiao Wu has taken care of. I'm also embarrassed if you ask me to take credit."

After finishing speaking, he asked in surprise, "Mother-in-law, did you say that Xiao Wu is back?"

"It must be Xiao Wu, the mountains will be different at this time of year."

"Only Xiao Wu can remember Zhou Yun's death date so clearly." Aunt Ping replied affirmatively.

"Hey, Xiao Wu has come back, why don't you come to see Xiao Qi?" Uncle Ping was puzzled.

"They used to have a good relationship..."

Then he sighed again, "Xiao Wu has been secretive for the past few years, and I don't know what big business he has gone out to do."

……

Uncle Ping and Aunt Ping went back to the village, muttering.

They didn't find that it was on the opposite hill.

There was a man, holding a telescope, observing Tang Qi and the others...

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The road up the mountain was opened to a smooth path, and it was much easier for Tang Qi and Qin Shaojue to go up the mountain.

It took less than an hour to reach Zhou Yun's cemetery.

After not coming for a year, all the weeds around the cemetery have been pruned, and the words on the tombstone have been repainted.

It won't look desolate on the top of a huge mountain.

Look again...

Qin Qian was surprised, "Who came earlier than us?"

A bouquet of flowers was placed on Zhou Yun's tombstone.

A bouquet of simple and elegant lilies was Zhou Yun's favorite flower during her lifetime.

Tang Qi knew that Zhou Yun liked Lily before his death.

She would know, and it was also from Zhou Zhuhai and his wife when they were alive.

Who else in this world knows besides her?
Tang Muyun?
No, scumbag never cared about mother...

Who else would it be?

Tang Qi's thoughts gradually sank.

"Little five."

Curious, Qin Qian picked up a label in the bouquet, turned around and asked, "Tang Qi, who is Xiao Wu?"

Mention the name "Little Five".

Tang Qi's mind seemed to be struck by a lightning bolt suddenly.

Some small voices emerged slightly in my heart.

"Little Qiqi, you are not a child that no one loves. You have me, Zhou Gong and Zhou Po, and we all love you."

"Little Qiqi, you went to the bearded uncle's house to play computer games behind Duke Zhou's back, so be careful of being scolded."

"Little Qiqi, you are naughty, and made those children cry. I am afraid that Duke Zhou will make you stand."

"Little Qiqi, come and eat mud crabs. Uncle Ping and I caught them last night."

……

The once familiar dialogue echoed in Tang Qi's ears over and over again.

However, she still couldn't remember that face, that person.

The memory seems to be blocked.

Startled, staring at the bouquet of lilies.

"what happened?"

Qin Shaojue saw that Tang Qi was in a daze, his eyes were full of worry.

Tang Qi came back to her senses, then shook her head.

"It's nothing."

this moment.

She felt that there was a conspiracy net above her head, covering her tightly, but she couldn't find a breakthrough no matter what.

Little five?

Could this person who disappeared from her memory have anything to do with the death of her grandparents?

She wants to find Xiao Wu!
Pulling away from his trance, Tang Qi began to worship Zhou Yun.

Last time, I came with Zhou Zhuhai and his wife.

This time, I can no longer be with them...

Tang Qi thought of the accidental death of Zhou Zhuhai and his wife, her eyes were sore, but she forbeared it very well.

After staring at the tombstone for a long time, bowed and worshiped.

Qin Shaojue also bowed and worshiped.

Si Chen, Jue Feng and Qin Qian also worshiped the deceased with a respectful attitude.

Finally, Tang Qi took out the cello, a cello that had been dusty for a long time...

Zhou Yun's favorite cello during his lifetime.

"I have never had a chance, but I still hope you can hear it and like it." Tang Qi, who was silent, finally spoke.

I found a high ground, set up the cello, and started to play...

Qin Qian habitually wanted to complain about Tang Qi's pretentiousness.

But when he thought that today was the anniversary of Tang Qi's mother's death, he didn't say anything.

It's a good thing he didn't say it, otherwise... it would be a real slap in the face.

When Tang Qi played the first note and the melody sounded...

The lingering sound is lingering and endless.

The wonderful string sound, so good that it can make people's ears pregnant.